Because of the arrival of the envoy, the officials of the Honglu Temple were also busy.

The Honglu Temple is in charge of the four barbarians' tribute, banquets, gifts, and welcomes them.

Zhang Sheng, the Minister of Rites, is now serving as the Minister of the Honglu Temple.

But the prince’s wedding has only been happening in a few days, and he really can’t find time.

Therefore, the task of welcoming the envoy fell on the Shaoqing of the Honglu Temple.

So Zhang Heling, the Marquis of Shouning, who was named Shaoqing of the Honglu Temple, was invited reluctantly and asked him to arrange the welcome to the envoy.

The ones who came with him were his good brother Jianchang Bo Zhang Yanling.

Zhang Heling has been in this position for a long time, but the time he really does things is almost equal to not.

He couldn't even listen to the report from the people below.

Zhang Yanling also got a position in Honglu Temple. He was not as good as his brother Gao, but he was just a free job.

After the people below finished speaking, they waited to nod their heads to agree, and Zhang Heling was still wandering outside the sky.

The Minister of the Honglu Temple could only whisper: "What does the uncle think of this arrangement?"

"If there is no problem, how about we entertain this?"

Zhang Heling listened to these words.

The people below naturally cannot count on the uncle to take care of anything.

Therefore, things must be arranged well.

What they needed was that Zhang Heling's status and position were not low, and he could represent the Ming Dynasty and Honglu Temple to welcome the Mongolian envoys.

Zhang Heling didn't have to think about it and said directly: "Then go and make arrangements quickly, don't miss the serious matter."

After receiving his promise, the others retreated.

There were two brothers left in the house soon.

Zhang Heling suddenly came to his senses and asked Zhang Yanling next to him: "These Mongolian envoys came over before, and the filial piety to us brothers seemed quite generous?"

Zhang Yanling made a thought statement.

Mongolia mainly pays tribute, mainly horses, and some less important cattle and sheep.

They had previously received a private delivery of filial piety from Mongolia, which were several sweat-blooded BMWs, and are now kept in a horse farm in the suburbs.

A sweat-blooded BMW is a good horse that can be chosen from thousands of miles away, which is quite generous filial piety.

So Zhang Yanling nodded and said, "Yes, yes."

Zhang Heling was only a little happier.

"I have been given away in previous years, and I guess this is the same this year."

"The horses they sent were all fat and strong, and they were very proud of riding them."

"When the horse is sent to raise for a while, we brothers will hold a banquet and invite everyone to appreciate the horses, and the gift will come even more."

Zhang Heling became happier the more he spoke, and finally he was cheered up and prepared to welcome the envoy.

He was fucked by the prince several times before, but he was fucked.

Even the palace is not very dared to go to.

I was afraid that the prince would finish the sewing, so after entering the palace, my sister asked them to get the money.

I'm really scared.

Now that I finally found another opportunity to receive gifts, how could Zhang Heling be unhappy?

Zhang Heling was happy, and Zhang Yanling was happy too.

He followed his brother happily, looking forward to the messenger group entering Beijing.

......

Many of the envoys who used to enter the pass were rushing to the capital.

But this time, in order to show loyalty, they did not do this.

Arrived in the capital in a friendly and peaceful manner.

Zhang Heling changed into official uniforms and brought the people from the Honglu Temple to receive the envoys.

He was a little confused when he saw the young women standing in front of a group of warriors.

"Why is the leader of a little girl this time?"

Murmuring, when he saw someone walking towards him, he showed up in a similar posture.

The seventh lady brought people to salute the Ming officials who were welcoming him.

Zhang Heling said: "Thank you all for a long journey."

"The Honglu Temple Guest House has prepared a banquet. Please rest after you have enough food and drink. Tomorrow, you will go to the palace with me to meet Your Majesty."

The seventh lady had a decent smile on her face: "Thank you for the hospitality of the uncle."

After saying that, he reached out from the handmaid next to him and took a wooden box that looked extraordinary at the appearance.

She held the wooden box in both hands and handed it on it.

"I am the daughter of Hua Dang, the leader of Duoyanwei, and I am the seventh one. I am known as the Seventh Lady."

"I bought this at a high price on my way to Beijing."

"I specially gave it to my uncle, I hope you like it."

The seventh lady spoke generously and gave gifts openly.

Zhang Heling was stunned for a moment before reaching out to take the gift.

Feeling the heavy wooden box in his hand, the smile on Zhang Heling's face became a little more real.

"You are polite to Miss Seven."

"Please go in and settle down."

After receiving the gift, Zhang Heling became more enthusiastic.

As the host, the host group had a banquet.

At the banquet, guests were in harmony and there was a lot of joy and friendship.

When the banquet ended, the seventh lady happily took her maid back to the settled room.

After closing the door, the maid hesitated and said, "This is the uncle of the Ming Dynasty. I heard that he is very favored."

"We can really give that thing to our uncle?"

Qi Niangzi had a good alcohol tolerance. She drank a lot of wine on the table, but her eyes were still clear.

When she heard her maid's words, she said a little strangely: "Why can't it work?"

"Didn't the person who sold my stuff say that it's a magical object!"

"It is said that it is one of the stones left by their Nuwa when repairing the sky. It is something that all the people of the Ming Dynasty want to worship at home!"

"If I hadn't been lucky enough to meet him, I wouldn't have bought it!"

The maid looked at her with a strange look.

Nuwa didn't know what it was, but she heard the seller say that this was a very famous god in the Ming Dynasty.

If it weren't for the seventh lady's insistence, she wouldn't have paid for her lady to buy this.

But thinking that this thing is valuable and looks really good.

It is estimated that no matter how bad it is, it will not be much worse.

Only then did she feel relieved.

......

The banquet dispersed.

Zhang Heling was drunk and helped each other get on the carriage home with his younger brother.

Forget it, those Mongolians are tall, but their alcohol tolerance is good.

Just now, the young lady took the lead, drinking wine and drinking water.

No matter how you drink it, your face will not change.

When Zhang Heling thought about it, he felt a little stunned.

Zhang Yanling also drank a lot of alcohol and shook his head to sober up.

When he touched a hard item in his hand, he picked it up casually.

When Zhang Heling saw the wooden box in his brother's hand, he seemed to have sobered up a lot of wine.

The people of the Mongolian Envoy Group this time were obviously different from before, and they were asking for it from the Ming Dynasty.
To be continued...