The first time I saw so many high-ranking officials, Han Xiufeng was really nervous just now.

When he walked out of the house and watched Wu Jianzhang be taken in by the police officer nervously, he suddenly realized that Xu Naizhao did not want him to assist in handling food and wages, but asked Qiao Songnian to assist the new Susong Grain Road Yubin, realizing that this should have something to do with him and Xiang Rong being a fellow villager.

Seeing that the new Su Song Taibing Beidao Yang Nengge walked out, Han Xiufeng calmed down and hurriedly greeted him: "Mr. Yang, it's too crowded here. The official has helped you prepare a house in the Citi Concession. Why don't the official accompany you to settle down first?"

Yang Nengge thought that even if it was a small matter of death in battle, it would be a big matter of losing his integrity! How could my decent imperial official live in the concession of foreigners? He said without hesitation: "Supervisor Han, I am grateful for your kindness. My family has helped me find a place to stay. It is just west, not far from here."

It is called Han Supervisor, not Han Tongzhi.

How could Han Xiufeng not hear Yang Nengge's implication? While accompanying him west, he reminded quietly: "Mr. Yang, although Wu Jianzhang's crimes are unforgivable, he is also a talented person. He is indispensable for negotiating with foreigners."

"He is indispensable?" Yang Nengge stopped and stared at Han Xiufeng and said, "Supervisor Han, let alone the Qing Dynasty is full of talents, even if there is no one, you can't use a criminal like Wu Jianzhang!"

"But he is well versed in the barbarians and has friendship with foreigners."

"If you have friendship with foreigners, it's even more useless!" Yang Nengge not only looked down on the pleasure of selling chickens, but also looked down on Han Xiufeng, who was born in donating. Not only did he not give any affection, he also made a serious look and reminded him: "Supervisor Han, don't forget that you are an official of the Qing Dynasty and receive a salary from the court."

"Mr. Xie, please give me some advice." Han Xiufeng realized that it was completely unreasonable to him, so he simply bowed and bowed.

"My official's office is located in the small courtyard in front of me. It's not a place to speak outside. Let's go to the office to talk."

"Affect the order."

Just after following Yang Nengge to the west to a low small courtyard, the foreign translator I saw yesterday afternoon was uninvited, but he and his entourage seemed to be escorted by the green camp soldiers who were Fubiao.

Yang Nengge obviously didn't like foreigners and frowned: "Supervisor Han, I will go in first, please ask why the foreigners come from."

Han Xiufeng's lungs were almost blown up, and he thought to himself that I couldn't see foreigners even if I wanted to see them, and I had no chance to negotiate with the lower customs. You, the foreigners came to the door in person and actually avoided them. However, the higher-ranking official killed people, not to mention that they were not only higher-ranking, so they could only bite the bullet and say, "Secret official obeys the order."

After sending Yang Nengge into the yard, Han Xiufeng turned around and asked what was going on with Fubiao who was escorting the foreigner. Then he chatted with the foreigner's translator for a while, and then walked into the yard with the documents given by the foreigner.

Yang Nengge had already changed into casual clothes and was sitting under the shade of the yard reading a book while waiting for news.

Han Xiufeng presented a document like a ghost painting talisman and said respectfully: "Report to Lord Yang, the Ministers and Consuls of the Three Kingdoms of England, France and the United States, you have arrived, and you specially invited a few adults to go to the English Consulate tonight for a drink, which is a banquet to welcome you."

"What is this?" Yang Nengge asked, looking at the official document like a ghost painting talisman.

"This is an invitation sent by the Minister of the Three Kingdoms to several adults." Han Xiufeng thought about it and said, "The foreign interpreter went to see Lord Xu. Lord Xu was busy with official business and didn't care about summoning him, so he ordered Liu, the general manager of the foreign interpreter, to bring the foreign interpreter here. Please act according to the opportunity."

"Working when you see the opportunity, Lord Xu is busy with official duties. Could it be that my official has accomplished no official duties?"

"Mr. Yang, the foreign interpreter is waiting for a reply at the door. Why should the lower-ranking official reply? Are you going to go tonight or not?"

It is very troublesome to see foreigners, and if you don’t talk about anything else, just etiquette is a headache. Yang Nengge not only doesn’t want to see foreigners, but he doesn’t even want to do a sub-submission Su Song’s military preparations, but the National Taiwan Master has already spoken, so he must have done it. If Xu Naizhao and Jierhang A were not urging him repeatedly, he wouldn’t have come to Shanghai at all.

In short, Yang Nengge made up his mind to never see foreigners, and threw the invitation like a ghost-painted talisman on the shabby small table: "I just said that my official is grateful for their kindness. I am busy with official duties and really can't get away."

"Mr. Yang, if you don't attend the banquet, how can you negotiate the tariffs?" Han Xiufeng thought for a while and reminded: "And what is negotiated is not just tariffs, but also the incident of selling foreign guns and cannons to the bandits in Jiangning and the rebellion in the city."

"Supervisor Han, you don't need to worry about this. You can pass official documents through official documents. Although I have just taken office, I cannot be without any preparation. I only hired three translation officials who are familiar with foreign languages."

"The officials are too talkative, and the officials are guilty. The officials will go back to the foreigners now."

"etc."

"Mr. Yang, what else do you have to give?"

Yang Nengge also felt that relying on official documents alone was far from enough. He thought that he should know himself and his enemy, and pondered: "I can't get out of here and I can't go to the banquet. You can go on behalf of me."

"Mr. Yang, foreigners hold banquets for you and some of you. What's the point of going to the official position? What's more, the people who serve wine to welcome you and some of you are not only foreign consuls, but also foreign ministers!"

"So what about the minister?" Yang Nengge hated those who bowed down when they saw foreigners the most. He stood up and stared at Han Xiufeng and said coldly: "I heard from Songjiang Prefecture that foreigners pay attention to reciprocity, and their consuls were the same as the Taoist rank of the Qing Dynasty, and their deputy consul and the translator were the same as the prefect of the Qing Dynasty. Humph, who made this rule? I don't have this rule. Not to mention only the consuls ministers, even if their princes and ministers come, they have to seek a meeting according to the rules of the Qing Dynasty."

Han Xiufeng was amused and cried, thinking that you should be the three countries of England, France and America as North Korea? He was defeated once in the 22nd year of Daoguang and was forced to cede land and pay compensation. He was still dreaming of the Celestial Kingdom and all countries coming to the court. He didn't think about who was asking for whom now!

However, these words can only be kept in my heart, and I can only say in disappointment: "Since Lord Yang insists on letting Xiaguan go, Xiaguan can only attend the banquet on behalf of the Lord."

"Of course you have to go, but it must not damage our Qing Dynasty."

"The lower official obeys the order."

"My family will go with you. If foreigners ask, they will say it is your Changsu."

"Affect the order."

...

He left two hundred taels of silver notes, walked out of the dilapidated and low courtyard, sent away the foreign interpreter, and took Xiao Wuzi, Datou Chen Hu and others to the Xiaoshi Bridge when he happened to meet Xue Huan, who was planning to visit the governor.

Seeing that Han Xiufeng's expression was not right, Xue Huan pulled Han Xiufeng to the shade of the tree and asked, "What's wrong, Lord Xu is not easy to talk to?"

"It has nothing to do with Lord Xu." Han Xiufeng turned around, looked at the yard where Yang Nengge temporarily lived, and explained the whole story of the matter in detail.

Xue Huan was also ridiculous and couldn't help but scold: "Pediatric! Even if you do business, you have to bargain. What's the point of avoiding it? How can you negotiate with foreigners like him!"

"Who said no, but they may think that only in this way can he show his loyalty to the country."

"Zhixing, what exactly Yang Nengge thought aside? You can't be as pedantic as him!"

"I try my best to do my best. Whether I can negotiate a good result can only be left to fate."

"You must do it. If you can't even do it, who else can we expect?" Xue Huan patted his arm and then bowed: "Zhixing, you are now Su Wu of the Qing Dynasty. You must endure humiliation!"

"Su Wu of the Qing Dynasty, don't joke. To be honest, I really don't want to do this errand."

"I know that foreigners are not easy to deal with, but no matter how difficult it is, someone must deal with foreigners. Since you become an official, you must do something. No matter how others think it is someone else's business, you just need to be ashamed of your heart."

"You speak lightly with confidence."

"At worst, you can lose your official position. Anyway, you are going to retire. If you have no desires, you will be tough. What should you worry about?"

"That's the worst thing is that I can lose my official position." Han Xiufeng sighed lightly and smiled helplessly: "Since you even say that, it seems that I can only go to this Hongmen Banquet."

Xue Huan couldn't help but smile and said, "What is Hongmen Banquet? Foreigners are treating you to drink, and they won't ambush the swordsman and the axe driver asks for your head."

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Chapter completed!