Bring the whole war back to Nanming

Chapter 113 Combination Fist

"The patrol team is here! Let's disperse!"

I don't know who yelled, and the people dispersed one after another, revealing Sun Zhixie and others in the encirclement.At this time, the envoys of the Qing Dynasty were all bruised and swollen, and their clothes were ragged, only the handful of whips were intact.

"What's going on! How dare you gather a crowd to fight! Arrest them all and take them to the Yamen Prison!"

The captain of the empire could not help but order the soldiers to arrest all the civilians who had participated in the brawl.

"Wait a minute, military lord! I waited until I saw that they had the haircuts of Tartars. I thought it was the secret work of Tartars, so I started a big fight."

"I don't care what the reason is. My job is to send you to the government. As for how the government judges it, that's their business. Take it away!"

The captain of the empire said so, but none of the soldiers under his command moved, and winked at the people vigorously.oh!People understood and quickly understood, followed by a voice: "Everyone, run."

In just three minutes, apart from the winking patrol team and the embarrassed Tatar envoys, there was no one else on the street.

Seeing that the people had almost run away, the captain of the empire pretended to be heartbroken and rushed to Sun Zhixie's side to help him up.

"Oh, Master Messenger, why didn't you tell me when you came? The people of Yingtian Mansion are aggressive, and we have to keep a close eye on him when we go out to patrol, lest they snatch you away and beat you up."

While talking nonsense with his eyes open, the captain of the empire deliberately slapped Sun Zhixie on the wound, causing the other party to roll his eyes in pain.

"Thank you for your kindness, General. I, I'm fine."

Sun Zhixie refrained from making a sound, his eyes were bloodshot, and the pain caused him to bite his lip unconsciously, and a few wisps of blood flowed out from his lower lip.

"General, we are here for peace between the two countries. Time is running out. I hope you can convey it to the higher authorities for me."

Sun Zhixie bowed deeply. Even though he was facing a low-level military officer of the Ming Dynasty whose status was much lower than his own, he did not put on airs as an envoy. It was a bit like Jin vainly trying to redeem Yan Yun with gold and silver after he was sent as an envoy in the late Northern Song Dynasty. The traitor Tong Guan.

"Hey! You are an envoy of the Qing Dynasty, how can you afford such a great gift, please hurry up, and I will take you to meet the Prime Minister."

The captain of the empire knew that if he continued to play, the situation would not be under his control as a small patrol captain.

Thanks a lot, Sun Zhixie took a group of his team, under the "escort" of the patrol team, to the new political center of the Ming Empire: the prime minister's residence.

The captain of the empire pretended to shake hands with Sun Zhixie and said: "I have a mission, so I can only send you here. Later, you can go to the window next to the gate to register and get a sign before you can go in. Remember, the guards of the prime minister's mansion Strictly guarded, if there is even the slightest misbehavior, the guards will kill you on the spot."

"I understand now! Thank you, General, for your reminder!"

Sun Zhixie and other members of the diplomatic mission expressed their thanks.Watching the captain of the empire leave, our Lord Sun cast his eyes on the registration office.

I don't know if it was bad luck today, the queue at the registration office was thick and long, and he was careful to find that some people were sitting on the ground with food, and they looked like they had been waiting for a long time.

"Sir, what did you mean when you lied to me earlier? Didn't you want me and other scholars to queue up and wait for registration together with those idiots?"

It was the young official who raised the question. In his opinion, he has read the books of sages and has fundamentally changed from ordinary people. Dorgon didn't go either.

Sun Zhixie sighed slightly: "Could it be that you have a better way? Take a closer look at the soldiers maintaining order. They hope that we will make mistakes so that the so-called chief can have an advantage at the negotiating table. It’s a big conspiracy, let’s go in line.”

In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Sun Zhixie asked everyone to wear felt hats, tuck their braids into the hats, and honestly come to the tail of the line to line up.

The waiting time is always so long, and before you know it, the sun is setting and the Tazi envoys only ate porridge and steamed buns for breakfast. Now they are starving. After shaking for a while, he fell straight to the ground.

The other members of the mission must have panicked. Some helped the fallen members up, while others lay down on the ground, enduring the burning sensation in their stomachs.

Sun Zhixian was also one of them. He had never been a tough guy, otherwise he would not have voluntarily surrendered when the Qing army entered the pass.In a daze, he felt his shoulder being hit.Looking back, I found that I was actually cut in line!
"This brother..."

"What's the matter? Brother!"

Sun Zhixie's weak cry attracted the attention of the big man in front of him. The big man moved his joints all over his body and made crackling noises, while showing a fierce look in his eyes.

The hero didn't suffer the loss in front of him, and took a step back, Sun Zhixie replied with a smile: "It's nothing, it's nothing, you go to work first."

He felt helpless for the first time after living for so many years.But when God closes a door for you, he also opens a window for you.

When Sun Zhixie was about to give up, the head in front of him disappeared, replaced by a beautiful young lady smiling across the window.

"Hello, which department are you looking for?"

The beautiful words and formulaic smile, in Sun Zhixie's eyes, were comparable to a fairy descending from the sky, and he was stunned on the spot.

"Hello?"

"Oh, I'm Sun Zhixie, the head of the Qing Dynasty mission. On the orders of my emperor, I went south to the Ming Dynasty to discuss peace talks with the Ming emperor. By the way, it was the Prime Minister of the Ming Dynasty who invited me to Nanjing."

Sun Zhixie was so hungry that he was not so clear-headed, he said whatever came to his mind, and completely lost his previous composure.

The lady in charge of the registration said "Oh" and asked about some information about Sun Zhixian and the envoys. After registering the basic information, she handed him a dozen tokens and opened the aisle blocker.

"Considering the flow of people, only ten people can enter the official residence. Please allocate the quota well. The Prime Minister's office is located in the center of the official residence. There is a sculpture of himself in the courtyard, um... just like this."

She opened a sketch and handed it to Sun Zhixie: it was a scene of Fang Xiaobai fighting during the Battle of Yangzhou, holding a braided head in his left hand, and the Tang knife passed down by Kuai Dao Liu Zu in his right hand. To the north, something seems to be roaring.

This... Sun Zhixie has nothing to say, it seems that the prime minister he is about to face is very narcissistic... If the regent or the emperor sees this sculpture, he will probably be pissed off.

Looking at the pattern on the sketch again, and almost memorizing it, Sun Zhixie nodded: "Thank you for your guidance, little lady, nine of you, come in with me, remember to look more and talk less!"

Sun Zhixie deliberately avoided talkative young officials, chose nine officials who were quite experienced in getting along along the way, and walked towards the prime minister's courtyard under the malicious eyes of the guards.

　Today the Three Kingdoms War is in full swing, the second brother is fierce, the emperor's uncle has good skills, Fei brother can open Wushuang, but it is a pity that after 19 years, Zilong has not come, it is possible that he was beheaded by an unknown young general up?
　　
　
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