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Chapter 443 Knocked on myself

"This...brother, I have a great deal. Can you lend me the Dali imperial edict in your hand and see... In addition, that, this, does this have any letters and letters of the country..."

The prefect was completely dizzy when the prince of Dali who had suddenly burst into sight. However, after years of experience, even Bai Gui and Kunlun slaves had seen him, he was not unfamiliar with Dali.

It was a country in the west of the Song Dynasty. It was not a small country. It traded iron ore with the Song Dynasty, horses, Shu brocade, rice and other important materials. But wasn’t Dali occupied by the Mongols long ago? When did it be restored? I have never heard of it.

It doesn't matter if the country is restored, why did a queen come out? This strange thing really happen to me? No matter what emperor comes out, the problem of keeping in his affairs is, why is there a king who has one word to shoulder, and it collapses and is still standing in front of me.

"Did I let him kneel just now?"

The prefect, who was already sweating around him, whispered in a low voice. At this time, Han Zhenhan had already sorted out the whole story. This must be the surprise prepared by his queen girlfriend for him. Shunzi must have known it, so he told himself to carry a burden. However, this kid has learned bad things and has not told him for so long. Otherwise, he would have to go to Dong's mansion today, so he would not even have to come to this court. He had to deal with him when he went back.

"Yes! Said it!"

"Did I ask him for fame?"

"Yes, I want it?"

The prefect sits on the high platform and feels uncomfortable, but the person who answers the prefect is not the master beside him, but Han Zhenhan standing in the court. At this time, Han Zhenhan's aura is more powerful than before.

His guards had already placed the imperial edict, letter seal, pass certificate, and letter letter, and letter letter of Dali on the table of the Shuntian Prefecture. And the guards had no intention of coming down. It was obvious that these letter seals were very important and he had to stay by his side to be at ease.

Moreover, his boss has become the prince now, and he is proud to be unwilling. After all, he often is with those guards of Liu Zheng, and everyone will definitely have some comparisons in secret. With comparisons, there will be harm.

"We are the guards of the two generals. Our general is a general in Dali and a general in the Song Dynasty..."

"Our family, boss! It's our boss!"

This title can't be called out with a momentum, but now it's different. Han Zhenhan has become the prince directly. Listening to the title, the name is like a king, and whoever he is standing side by side, this name will be very angry.

"Have you finished reading it? I'll give it to me if I've finished it. Is there anything good about this that I can't read?"

At this time, the prefect was speechless by a young follower. He could only use this incredible, dreamy look, and glanced at the young follower standing by the table. His eyes were filled with grievance and incomprehension.

The great Shuntian Prefecture Prefecture is not a small lawsuit, but this mess is indeed a bit big. Although Dali cannot be compared with the Song Dynasty, Dali also has a population of more than 5 million. Looking at the entire neighboring countries around the Song Dynasty, only Dali can be regarded as a big country.

This Shuntian Prefecture is nothing. Dong Jiayi doesn't know anything about the wine bag. On the contrary, the more he knows, the more he knows the powerful relationship. Now the Song Dynasty is completely isolated and helpless in the face of the Mongol Empire.

But if Dali, which is not very powerful, appears, then the situation of the Southern Song Dynasty will be much better. It is just that the person who originally sent the letter of the country because Jia Sidao was eliminating dissidents and clearing out opponents in the court, no one noticed the letter of the country at Dali. It turned into the news that the letter of the country at Dali was sinking into the sea.

Therefore, the news of Dali's restoration of the country was only transmitted in the business circle near the southwest. Although three months have passed, the Song Dynasty court, where the news was lagging behind, did not know that such a thing was happening at all.

The operation of the Song Dynasty court cannot be said to be stagnant. The government orders and information cannot be understood. The Song Dynasty is now like independent small city-states taking care of themselves. This situation continued until the city of Xiangyang was attacked by Liu Zhong, and the Yuan Dynasty's attack on the Song Dynasty lasted for two years. There were only rumors in Song Ting, and only a few people knew the truth.

So when the current prefect of Shuntian learned the news, he did not dare to make his own judgment for a moment. Dali had such a big event to restore the country, and there was no news in the entire Song Ting and no knowledge of this situation. Now the Dali delegation has arrived, but no one has received them.

Now, the general of the escort of the delegation was beaten, and the leader of the delegation was taken to court, even if the plaintiff was the defendant, the defendant. Now this matter is completely beyond the problem that an official position of the imperial city mayor can handle.

"The world is bright under the feet of the emperor. Dong Jiayi did such a thing. It really smeared Dong Songchen and Lord Dong."

Just as the prefect was sitting on the high platform, a rough sound came from outside the court, and the sound was getting closer and closer, and it went straight to the lobby.

It was not someone else who came, Liu Zheng and the general with a bull's nose, but behind them was a delicate little girl. Liu Zheng's voice was majestic with anger, mockery, and majestic state. This voice made the prefect feel that he was both relieved and extremely harsh.

"Let's go......being presumptuous! Who are you...?, dare to roar in the court...ah??"

The prefect has lost his initial calmness. His voice trembled and his fist pointed to Liu Ji's direction. The person he was looking at was Bull Nose and the girl behind them.

"It's easy to say! I'm in Luzhou magistrate, Liu Zheng..."

Luzhou! Liu Zheng?! Liu Zheng! The prefect is chanting in his mouth with his head down with a silence. The name is not clear, but as the prefect of the capital, it is impossible for him to know the name of Sai Cunxiao. In addition, it is Luzhou. In the officialdom and in the court, Luzhou on Chongqing Road is an example of how people often use it to joke about it.

There are several territories who dare to do the right thing with their immediate superiors. It doesn’t matter if they do the right thing, but it’s important that Luzhou, as the Sanjiangkou, guards the entire portal of Chongqing Road. Liu Zheng relies on his geographical location to deduct his boss’s things. This is already a laughing stock in the bureau. No wonder Lu Wende wants to argue with Liu Zheng. After all, no one will feel good if he becomes a laughing stock.
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