Liu Mengyan and Wang Jiweng traveled all the way from Dadu, took a car to change boats and arrived in Qiongzhou for more than two months. In addition, it was summer, and the hotter it became. Although it was the end of August, the heat did not diminish at all. They thought they were once the prime ministers of the Song Dynasty, and now they were high-ranking officials of the Yuan Dynasty. They had to entertain them when they arrived in Qiongzhou, but the reality was not what they thought.

As soon as their boat entered the strait, they were seen by the warships patrolled by the Song army. If the navy who had not sent them across the sea were quick, they would have been sunk in time and raised the white flag and revealed their identity. Liu Mengyan was furious and furious as soon as he got ashore, he called Chen Yizhong, Wen Tianxiang, Liu Fu, etc. and asked them to see him. But "Welcome" them all sneered and said he had no time, so he locked them in the barracks of the water village.

After eating brown rice and dried fish for three days, an eighth-rank official from the Ministry of Rites came to check their identities. The official was so arrogant that he checked the documents and then used them to check them by those who had seen them. After repeated confirmation, they were released and sent to the inn to settle in, saying that they would be sent to the mansion to meet the saint after reporting. After waiting for two more days, a member of the Ministry of Rites came to pick them up.

"Brother Hanfu, get on the car!" Wang Jiweng looked at the carriage that was going to be used to send them into the mansion, but he just set up a sedan chair and could barely sit down the two of them. He said to Liu Mengyan with a wry smile.

"Hmph!" Liu Mengyan was not blind either. He saw such a simple car. He snorted coldly and did not get in the car. Instead, he turned to the host and guest Silang official who was riding on the horse and said, "Is this your way of hospitality? Do you know who I am!"

"Aren't you Liu Mengyan, the Minister of Rites of the Tartars?" Yuanwailang, who was riding on the horse, asked with a look of surprise.

"I am the left prime minister of the Song Dynasty, who is in charge of the Privy Council and governor of the world's military affairs." Liu Mengyan said furiously after hearing this.

"That's really a shame! Come and take down Liu Mengyan, the traitor of the Song Dynasty!" The manwailang immediately bowed his hands and smiled, but before Liu Mengyan could be proud, he turned his face and commanded the escort soldiers to capture him.

"What are you going to do..." Liu Mengyan said in shock when he saw the soldiers rushing up. Several of his followers wanted to step forward, but they were already forced by the soldiers who were surrounded with swords.

"Don't you know yet? Your Majesty has issued an edict that all officials who rebel against the Song Dynasty will be punished by the soldiers and civilians of the Song Dynasty. If you are on the list, your head is worth a hundred gold coins!" The soldier who was in charge brought his knife and said with a smile.

"The brigade, why should I use this traitor to spit out? If I kill him, I will not only have money to spend, but also be promoted to the title!" The soldiers next to me were impatient and were about to slash him with a knife.

"Don't calm down, he is so confused. We are all envoys of the Yuan Dynasty. We came to write a letter at the order of the Khan!" Wang Jiweng saw that something was wrong, and quickly escaped from his sleeve and stuffed it into Guzheng's hand, pointing to Liu Mengyan and explaining.

"How do you think that your face is familiar to the Sa family? Have you ever been an official in my court?" The team did not receive the money, but pointed the knife at Wang Jiweng and said.

"Is there anybody? Jun Ye must have read it wrong!" Wang Jiweng shrank back in fear and waved his hands.

"Official Zhang Lang, are they?" the team asked the official side again.

"Hmph, is that right? Go on the road!" Qi snorted coldly.

"Brother Hanfu, get on the bus quickly!" Wang Jiweng hurriedly pulled Liu Mengyan and quickly climbed into the bus, asking the coachman to get on.

"Bah, it's bad luck. I thought I could get rich!" The team was spitting at the car and said angrily. Then they commanded a team of soldiers to turn over and line up to follow.

"The Khan respected me very much. A group of military men dared to be so rude to me. When they arrived at the city, they would definitely look good..." Liu Mengyan was shocked and angry when he saw it, and said trembling all over.

"Brother Han Fu, please be quiet. How can these vulgar people hear the name of Brother Han Fu? Don't be angry!" Wang Jiweng comforted him, and he couldn't help but feel depressed. He also said, "I heard that it was the envoy of the Yuan Dynasty who came here. The court would send important officials to accompany him. Be careful to serve him. There will be great gifts for him, for fear that he would be unhappy. But today...ah."

"The world is getting worse, people's hearts are not as good as ever, and there is no loyalty or righteousness!" Liu Mengyan said indignantly, "After saying that we were once important officials of the Song Dynasty, and we were also caring about the imperial letters of the Empress Dowager and His Majesty, but we treated us like traitors. It's really outrageous!"

"Yes, even if we surrendered to the Yuan Dynasty, we obeyed the imperial edict of the Empress Dowager. In order to protect the people of the world, they were so overwhelmed. But we should be more careful on the way and say everything if we like the concubine!" Wang Jiweng also agreed. But he cursed in his heart, aren't you a traitor? If I hadn't covered you up, I would have become a ghost under the knife...

It was about 200 miles from Lingao to Qiongzhou, and the car and sedan were extremely stuffy. The journey was all based on the welcome officers. They wanted to rest and thank them. They wanted to leave. On the way, they had to stuff some silver for Xiaojie, otherwise they would have to hold it in. This made Liu Mengyan even more frustrated and didn't want to talk too much, so they all depended on Wang Jiweng to deal with the people who were greeting. He was also unable to stay idle, and he had no words to get close to others, but he often encountered a wall, but he didn't care and still put it on his face.

"Brother, can you still be safe on the way?" Wang Jiweng found that the car he was riding in was hired, not owned by the government, so he found a chat partner, lifted the curtain and sat on the shaft of the car and chatted with the old man who was driving the car.

"It must be the first time that the guest official has come. Since the Grand Marshal's Mansion moved to Qiong, His Majesty has sent troops to sweep away the pirates and bandits, and has conquered the Lidong again and again. Now it is very stable." The old man who was driving the car replied proudly.

"I see why those officials hate the Northern Dynasties and surrenders so much. Are the people the same?" Wang Jiweng asked inadvertently.

"You should be careful about your words. Don't talk about the Northern Dynasties and surrenders here, or talk about the Tartars and rebellion. Otherwise, if you don't send you to the government to question you, you will be beaten up. If you didn't see you as a foreigner, hum..." The coachman quickly lowered his voice and said.

"Is that so powerful!" Wang Jiweng asked carefully.

"Of course, the guest officials did not know that the court had a order. Anyone who captured the Tartars alive would be rewarded with ten thousand coins, and the one who killed them would be rewarded with five thousand coins. Therefore, all Tartars would attack them in groups. The current Tartar merchant ship would rather die of thirst than dare to rely on the port here. It would be lucky that you could live until now!" said the coachman with a smile.

"Since I hate the Tartars so much, why do I live more than die?" Wang Jiweng said in surprise.

"It is said that His Majesty said that dead Tartars would still have stinking pieces of land. Qiongzhou lacks livestock. The living Tartars can cut wood, open roads, reclaim fields, and pull carts. There is no need to be sympathetic, let alone pay for wages." The coachman replied.

"Oh, so that's it. What about treating surrendered people?" Wang Jiweng muttered to himself after hearing this. This little emperor was really good at calculating, and he clearly used Tartars as donkeys and horses.

"Your Majesty said that if the surrender is coerced, you can be exempted from punishment, but the officials who are attached to the thief, regardless of their size, will be executed, and their families and property will be confiscated!" said the coachman, "If I say that Your Majesty is still too kind, these rebels who have eaten our salary in the court are the most hateful. Without them helping the thief, how could the Tartars take away our country? After they are caught, they should be cut into pieces, kill the nine clans, and dig their ancestral graves! Guest Master, do you think this is the case?"

"Yes, yes, that's what it should be!" There was no way to chat again this day. Wang Jiweng smiled awkwardly, and then went back to the stuffy sedan hood, secretly calling the driver a cunning, obviously cursing himself...

After three days of wind and dining, I finally arrived at the capital city. Liu Mengyan and his wife felt that the three-day journey was harder than from Dadu to Qiongzhou, and even less than being escorted north by the Mongols. At least they were still responsible for food and drink. According to the rules, the envoys would bear the cost of the entire mission as soon as they entered the other party's territory. However, they not only had to bear the food and accommodation of their own people, but they even had to pay for the money for the broken car that could make them hemorrhoids.

However, the two of them were relieved. At least the city was the garrison of the court, and their relatives and friends were all high-ranking officials in the court. They could take care of one or two and give themselves this breath. However, they sat in the Qiongtai Inn for two days but no one came to hear the news, let alone come to reminisce about the past. It would be impossible to say that the Yuan envoy had such a big visit to the Yuan Dynasty.

This made them feel that the world was cold. It was really a king and a minister. Whenever they left, they would be cold. Those people obviously wanted to clear their relationship with them. What comforted them was that they had the imperial books of the Empress Dowager and His Majesty. Concubine Yang would summon him in terms of emotion and reason, but unexpectedly, there was no news after the imperial books was sent. Several times they asked that Empress Dowager Yang was ill, and the little emperor went to the south of the island to escape the summer heat. Everything had to be discussed after His Majesty returned.

"Brother Hanfu, let's have a meal!" After arriving at the Qiongtai Inn, the only advantage was that both of them had to pay for meals and accommodation. When it was time to order for dinner, someone accompanied him to deliver the meal. Wang Jiweng sat down and said.

"Liangcun, you can use it first. Every day, there are foods that are short of meat and oil. I really have no appetite." Liu Mengyan glanced at the foods on the table and said with a frown.

"Hanfu, I can't swallow it too!" Wang Jiweng used chopsticks to pull the dishes twice, and put them down.

"Liangcun, I feel that this trip to Qiongzhou is not good!" Liu Mengyan leaned forward and said.

"I feel the same way. We have requested the audience several times and have been rejected. None of the prime ministers in the court showed up and only sent a few minor officials to do it. They will not imprison us for a long time, right?" Wang Jiweng nodded and replied as if he remembered something. He knew that the Song Dynasty had such a precedent. Jia Sidao imprisoned Ye Li, the envoy of the Northern Dynasties, in Lin'an for two years. If they followed suit, wouldn't he be in this barbaric land for the rest of his life?

"I think it's not impossible!" Liu Mengyan sighed, "Now in the pseudo-dynasty of Qiongzhou, Concubine Yang Shu didn't understand political affairs, and King Wei had not yet taken charge of the rule. Those who ruled were Liu Junshi and Wen Lushan. They were foolish and loyal to the Song Dynasty, and they have always advocated using troops to the Yuan Dynasty. I am afraid that the letters of the Empress Dowager's letters will not be useful, and they may not be presented to King Wei to visit, let alone let us meet."

"What should we do? In the past, those old friends ignored the friendship of their colleagues, and no one was willing to meet them!" Wang Jiweng said angrily.

"Does Liangcun know Liu Shengbo?" Liu Mengyan thought for a while and asked.

"I have also worked with Liu Shengbo in Fuzhou and have had intersections," Wang Jiweng replied.

"That's good. I once sent someone to inquire. Liu Shengbo is now a political affairs officer, and he has the grace of rescue with King Wei. This person is deeply excluded by 6. Wen and the other two are not successful. You can contact him secretly and let him report to Concubine Yang or King Wei. There may be a turning point in this matter." Liu Mengyan lowered his voice.

"The Han auxiliary is in trouble!" Wang Jiweng shook his head and chuckled, "According to the news that I have heard, the court was named Yang Taifei in charge of the country, but in fact it was King Wei who supervised the country, and military affairs were all determined by his hands!"

"Oh, this news is reliable? King Wei is just a 19-year-old child, how can he control the government!" Liu Mengyan felt unbelievable, thinking that he was sensational again.

"Hanfu, this matter is absolutely reliable. As for the source, it is not convenient to inform us!" Wang Jiweng said very affirmatively, but he kept it a secret.

"Is there any evidence?" Liu Mengyan frowned and felt a little uncomfortable. He thought that Wang Jiweng could enter the court and go to the generals and ministers, or should he recommend it in front of the Great Sweat, but as soon as he got the power, he began to plot again, wanting to take credit and embrace Kublai Khan's thick legs.

"Why do you think that after King Wei opened his mansion, he led his army to attack Guangzhou. When he defeated Liu Shen and Ali Hague, Xingchao was still wandering everywhere, and Wen Lushan was still leading troops in Jiangxi. After using the 6 Junshi, Xingchao was still defeated again and again and was forced to move to Yashan. The King Wei succeeded as the pseudo emperor at this time, and Wen Lushan had been captured. Xingchao suddenly changed its declining trend and defeated Zhang Hongfan and Li Heng. Isn't this enough to show that King Wei is in charge of military affairs?" Wang Jiweng said.

"There is indeed something strange about it, but it is still not enough to make people believe it!" Liu Mengyan pondered for a moment and said.

"Haha, Han Fu will believe it in the end!" Wang Jiweng didn't care about his doubts, and suddenly slapped his nose twice and said, "Hey, where does this fragrance come from?"

"Yes, where does the aroma of wine and meat come from? You said!" Liu Mengyan also sniffed it carefully, then asked the person who was serving at the door and said.

"Reported to the two adults, they came from the backyard. The young man saw that they came from the eve of the last day, and the ones were accompanied by an official in purple robe. The three meals a day were delivered by the postmaster himself." The follower swallowed his saliva and replied.
Chapter completed!