Royal Gold Medal County Magistrate

The king's funeral was held the next day.

The news caused a 'tsunami' in this port city as soon as it was released.

Zheng Hui and the others watched silently with some disappointment, because the whole country was in mourning, and they didn't get to enjoy themselves.

The whole city was full of discussions, and even many shops closed down. It seems that the newly deceased king had a high reputation among the people.

He should be a capable person. If he had established diplomatic relations with Da Jing, it should have been much smoother. It's a pity that he was tormented to death by his own ignorance.

Since leaving the palace that day, Kale Mi had been explaining the whole process with worry and fear.

The power of religion's influence on Fica really exceeded Zheng Hui and Lai Gou'er's knowledge.

Almost all the people believed in religion, and they often performed various rituals such as prayers.

Even the most luxurious buildings in the city belong to the church.

Thus, after living in the city for five days, Duke Alves sent someone to inform Zheng Hui to go to the palace to discuss matters.

Guessing that the king's funeral was over, Zheng Hui took his people and goods and set off.

Arriving at the palace, following the servant's guidance, they arrived at a new and spacious room. Judging from the decoration style, it was an office.

The room was covered with a red carpet with intricate patterns. The room was only decorated with some simple ornaments. The most eye-catching thing was the huge desk in the room.

Behind the desk was actually a child who looked only eleven or twelve years old, wearing a large crown crookedly.

When he saw Zheng Hui and the others, a trace of panic flashed in his eyes.

Duke Alves stood beside the table, bowing slightly and introducing, "Lord Zheng, this is His Majesty the new King of Fica."

"Although His Majesty is still young, he can also preside over ceremonies. You can talk to His Majesty about anything."

Zheng Hui looked at the little king and bowed slightly in a Western-style salute.

This is just a little brat. It seems that he still has to discuss with Duke Alves and keep it as short as possible.

"This visit to your country is not for any important matter, but to establish friendship and lay the foundation for future exchanges between the two countries."

"This time, I also brought Da Jing's specialties, and I hope your country will accept them with a smile."

After Zheng Hui finished speaking, he waved his hand, and the navy soldiers who came with him opened the boxes they brought.

Revealing the neatly arranged porcelain, silk, and tea inside.

The servants in the hall stepped forward and placed the items in the boxes on the table one by one.

The little king looked curious and wanted to reach out to play with them, but he embarrassedly retracted his hand until Duke Alves coughed lightly.

Looking at the jade-like porcelain, covered with exotic scenes.

A trace of shock could not help but appear in Duke Alves' eyes.

Touching the smooth silk, he啧啧赞叹said: "Is this a specialty of the East? It is indeed exquisitely beautiful. I wonder how much of this kind of thing you brought this time?"

The more Duke Alves looked at it, the more he liked it.

From a young age, he received elite education, and his aesthetic level was extremely high.

Although these things are foreign goods, the elegant temperament and exquisite feeling that come to the face will definitely sell well in other countries.

If a stable business relationship can be established with them, then the income... is conceivable!

It's just that the Archbishop has ordered to kill that blasphemous sailor.

Killing him should be able to quell the other party's dissatisfaction as long as enough compensation is given, but how can we communicate if this translator dies?

It's a bit difficult...

Zheng Hui said: "These things are all specialties of my Da Jing, and are deeply loved by the people of my Da Jing. Because our country's fleet passes through countless countries, most of these treasures have already been given to various countries as gifts."

"Today I came to Fica, and this is the only remaining stock. But I think that since my Da Jing and Fica have established contact, exchanges will definitely be frequent in the future, and Da Jing's goods can also enter Fica's market through the sea route."

Duke Alves was overjoyed and said: "Good, good! Since your country has gifts to offer, then our country cannot lose its courtesy. His Majesty has also prepared a generous gift for the envoy...."

...

An hour later, the two sides talked happily.

Although there are huge cultural differences and many conflicting ideas, both sides maintained restraint.

Kale Mi's throat was almost smoking.

Duke Alves looked at him from time to time, feeling extremely conflicted.

If he is killed, it will be too late to train a temporary translator! But he doesn't want to give up the future huge profits!

These fools from the East obviously have not realized what kind of impact their products will have in the aristocratic circle.

He learned from the conversation just now that these Easterners will return home after deciding to go to Fica.

Now he is the first to contact the Easterners, and he must find a way to make good use of this opportunity, or else... send a few more little boys to the Archbishop?

Damn it, I just sent them last month, and now the supply is not easy to get...

While he was struggling, Lai Gou'er suddenly spoke.

"I wonder if I can borrow your country's books and collections?"

Duke Alves was stunned for a moment, and then a burst of ecstasy涌出in his heart: "You also understand my Fica language?"

"A little, a little." Lai Gou'er smiled.

This foreigner is quite reasonable. It seems that this trip is very smooth. Before returning home, let's get some more foreigner's books to study.

Duke Alves' chest rose and fell slightly, suppressing his joy: "Of course, your envoy can borrow any books you want, just mention it."

"Then thank you, Your Majesty, thank you, Duke. There is one thing, I wonder if the Duke has heard of any traces of my Da Jing, no, Easterners, active here before? And has the Duke ever heard of the country of Sangjak?"

Zheng Hui thought to himself, Wu Wang's destination for fleeing overseas to the West is Sangjak. I don't know if it's there or not. Although this is not the main task, but asking a question casually, what if there is an important gain?

Duke Alves frowned slightly, trying hard to recall.

"I have heard of Sangjak. It is said to be a small country in the north. As for the Easterners... it seems that I have heard of it somewhere, but it has nothing to do with our country, so I have not paid attention to it. I can help you pay attention to it in the future."

Seems to have heard of it?!

Zheng Hui's heart moved, and he said with a smile: "If there is any news, I hope the Duke will inform me. My Da Jing will definitely offer a generous gift."

"That's natural...."

After another pleasant conversation, the host and guests were happy.

When Zheng Hui got up to say goodbye, Duke Alves pointed to Kale Mi and said: "Lord Zheng, this person is a citizen of my Fica country. Why don't you go back to your residence for the time being? His Majesty has something to discuss with him in detail. You can ask for anything you need."

Zheng Hui nodded and glanced at the little king.

It is normal for the new emperor to take office and find someone to understand the situation. Besides, Kale Mi was indeed born in Fica, and he didn't have much right to stop him.

"Thank you, Duke. My Da Jing's fleet will return in a few days. I hope to communicate more during this period."

"Definitely, definitely!"

......

After Zheng Hui took people away, the room fell silent. Duke Alves stared at Kale Mi without saying a word.

Kale Mi sat on the chair uneasily: "I don't know what else His Majesty and the Duke want to ask?"

"During the process of those Easterners talking to me just now, did they not say anything false?"

Kale Mi shook his head.

"Does the Da Jing Dynasty have other sects?"

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