The road to Thang Long is not easy.
Zhu Youlang and his party stopped and walked for several days before arriving outside Shenglong City.
The way the Annan people looked at them along the way was chilling.
Although it is not considered hostility, the indifference is really heart-stopping.
For the first time, Zhu Youlang felt that he was an unwelcome person.
He felt very humiliated in his heart that the dignified Prince of Ming Dynasty should be ignored by the local ants.
The situation did not improve when they arrived outside Thang Long City.
Mr.
Mo did not go out of the city to greet him, or even sent anyone to greet him.
Zhu Youlang sent someone to inquire, and the reply he received was that he could bring fifty of his confidants into the city, and the rest could only stay outside the city.
After some discussion, Zhu Youlang and Qu Shiqi chose to agree to the Annan people's request.
What if I don’t agree?
People have to bow their heads under the eaves.
Qu Shichun selected fifty people to escort Zhu Youlang into the city, while the rest rested outside the city for the time being.
Zhu Youlang believed that after some negotiation, these people would be properly accommodated by Annan.
They have no weapons and pose no threat to the Annamites.
The Annamites had no reason to drive them away.
After entering Shenglong City, Zhu Youlang's mood gradually calmed down.
Thang Long is completely modeled after the capital city of the Ming Dynasty.
Although the scale is much smaller, the layout is roughly the same.
After some observation, Zhu Youlang was convinced that Ming's influence had always been there.
Although Annan people have been de-sinicizing, there are some things that are deep in the bones and cannot be just gone if you want to.
Of course Zhu Youlang wanted to see Mr.
Mo directly, but when he came outside the palace, he got the answer that the king was ill and it was inconvenient to see him.
Zhu Youlang couldn't help but feel angry.
The leader of a small Annan territory dared to call himself the lord of the country.
Moreover, he turned a blind eye to Prince Daming, which was simply a big disrespect.
But Zhu Youlang finally calmed down.
He knew he couldn't get angry and had to endure this tone.
The Annan people sent people to arrange for Zhu Youlang and his party to stay in a separate courtyard.
This villa is very similar to the Honglu Temple in the Ming Dynasty, but it is much smaller in scale.
But the conditions inside are very good anyway.
What Zhu Youlang wants most now is to take a good bucket bath to relieve the fatigue all over his body.
The journey was really tiring, and Zhu Youlang had no chance to take a bath while sleeping in the open air.
Now he could finally relax.
Zhu Youlang soaked in the wooden barrel for an hour, washing away every dirt on his body, and then Shi Shiran walked out of the barrel to change clothes, incense and get dressed.
At this moment, he seemed to have turned into the graceful and luxurious Prince of Ming Dynasty again.
Of course this is all just an illusion.
Because the Annamites did not send beautiful women to serve him next.
This made Zhu Youlang very dissatisfied.
He was marching in a hurry along the way, so he couldn't bring his female relatives with him.
The clear soup and lack of water made me suffocate to death.
After finally arriving in Thang Long, I thought that at least the Annan people would send a few maids to help him sleep.
Who would have thought that the Annan people were so ignorant.
This long night, can it be said that Zhu Youlang is self-reliant?
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Of course, this kind of thing can only be imagined but not expressed.
Zhu Youlang can't shout loudly for a woman to accompany him at night, right?
Then where can he put his face as a dignified Prince of Ming Dynasty?
What would Mr.
Qu think of him?
But Zhu Youlang had no choice but to accept the disadvantage of being dumb and admit defeat.
He slept like this in a daze all night, and he finally opened his eyes at three o'clock in the morning.
There was no one around to help him wash and change clothes, so Zhu Youlang could only do it by himself.
The post was better.
Zhu Youlang spent a lot of effort wearing a round-neck robe.
This official uniform was too laborious to put on, and it took Zhu Youlang a long time to put it on.
He was breathing heavily and complained that the clothes were too complicated, and he didn't know how the slaves helped him put them on.
After a lot of tossing, Zhu Youlang's stomach growled hungry.
He was just about to order someone to pass the dishes before he realized that he was not in the palace but in Annan, so he pushed the door open and walked out.
When you don't know what to do, go to Mr.
Qu.
This is a rule summarized by Zhu Youlang.
He came to Qu Shiqi's room, knocked lightly and said, "Mr.
Qu, the lonely king is here."
When Qu Shichun saw that King Gui was coming, he immediately went up and opened the door.
"Your Highness, please come in."
Qu Shichun let Zhu Youlang into the room and asked harmoniously: "How well did your Highness rest last night?"
Zhu Youlang smiled bitterly and said: "I really have nothing to do, so I slept until dawn."
Qu Shishu knew that he was angry, so he consoled him: "His Royal Highness achieves great things without paying attention to trivial matters.
Now that we are in Annan, we naturally cannot care about trivial details."
Zhu Youlang sighed and said: "Why don't I know these truths?
It's just that the way the Annan people behave doesn't seem like they want to help me."
Qu Shichen said calmly: "It is too early to draw conclusions at this moment.
Your Highness, don't worry, let's wait and see."
He paused and then continued: "The top priority now is to get in touch with Mr.
Mo as soon as possible.
Once you meet Mr.
Mo, you can talk openly about many things."
Zhu Youlang nodded: "Mr.
Qu is right.
But how can we meet Mr.
Mo?"
"This is simple.
Madam Mo did not see His Highness on the grounds of being ill, but it is impossible for him to be ill all the time.
His Majesty makes his request every day, so I don't believe that Madam Mo can keep delaying it."
Zhu Youlang was a little unhappy when he heard this.
He, the majestic prince of the Ming Dynasty, wanted to urge a territorial leader many times, which was a bit embarrassing for him.
But he also admitted that there was no other good way except this method at the moment, so he could only hold his nose and admit it.
"Your Highness, there is one more important thing for now, and that is how to arrange the troops and horses outside the city."
Qu Shishu said harmoniously: "Your Highness should ask for an explanation from Mr.
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Mo."
In Qu Shishu's view, these five thousand soldiers and horses were Zhu Youlang's lifeblood.
Zhu Youlang's life depends entirely on these five thousand soldiers and horses.
Although their weapons have been left at the border, their people are still there.
As long as there are people there is a deterrent.
Weapons can be obtained at any time, so just grab them if you can't.
But if people are divided, everything will be over.
Of course Zhu Youlang understood what Qu Shichu meant.
But this matter was destined to be done after he met Mr.
Mo, and there was no need to rush it now.
"The lonely king knows."
"By the way, Your Highness, there is one more thing."
Qu Shishu lowered his voice and said, "Your Highness, please come here."
Zhu Youlang didn't understand what Qu Shiqi was going to say, so he leaned over.
"If Your Highness wants to completely gain the trust of the Annan people, you might as well marry with the Mo family."
As soon as these words came out, Zhu Youlang's head exploded.
Marriage was something he had never thought about.
Isn't it a joke to marry the Annamites?
"Your Highness can propose to Mr.
Mo that he wants to marry his daughter.
As long as he agrees, it will be done
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