The Dictator of Uncle Nine's World

"The Great Barbarian Qing envoy has arrived!"

At this moment, the dock became silent, and everyone looked at the Tartars with surprise!

Aren’t these people suffering from any serious illness?

This was the thought of everyone present. Only half of their territory was left, and they were being fleeced by various international friends. Yet they still had the nerve to call themselves the Great Barbarian Qing Dynasty?

Where's your face? Where's your face?

The garrison commander put down his firecrackers, walked up to the Tartars, and looked at them with disdain.

"Okay, stop being so arrogant, no one here will buy your tricks!"

"Just now, just now, Marshal Cao, who was in charge of receiving you, went home to eat and sleep!"

"If you want to wait, go back to the boat and wait. If you don't want to wait, just keep walking along this road. That's the Marshal's Mansion. Go directly to ask for an audience!"

After saying this, the garrison commander did not wait for the Tartars' reaction, turned around and picked up another monkey stick, lit the incense stick,

“Swoosh~Pah~”

The sound of a cannon shot the Tartars' attention. They were going too far. It was really too far...

"Okay, let's go meet... Marshal Cao!"

In the end, it was the effeminate Minister Wu Hai who suppressed the Tartars. "Take the little prince back to the ship. I will go to visit Marshal Cao myself!"

As he spoke, Minister Wu took... small steps and walked towards the end of the street!

At this time, Marshal Cao was still studying the small picture book. The various skills in it were extraordinary. The more he learned, the better... like Shi Geng!

Until Yan Kuan came in and reported quietly, fearing to disturb the Marshal's good mood.

"Marshal, the Tartars are coming!"

Cao Kun raised his head, shifted his attention from the small sketchbook, blinked his eyes, and finally came back to his senses.

"Oh, the Tartars are here, and they are really... vigorous and resolute!"

"Bring it with you!"

He opened the drawer, solemnly placed the small sketchbook inside, then leaned back in his chair, waiting for the Tartar to come and interrogate him!

Not long after, a Tartar official was brought in, and Cao Kun watched the other party's performance quietly!

"The envoy of the Great Barbarian Qing Kingdom, the Minister of Rites Wu Hai, greets Marshal Cao!"

He was neither humble nor arrogant, had solid reasons and was polite and decent. It was a very good performance. However, as soon as he opened his mouth, his sissy voice made it impossible to take the situation serious at all!

Cao Kun suppressed his smile and played with the brush in his hand. No one knew who put it there, pretending to be a scholar!

"Oh, since you are the envoy of the Qing Dynasty, then I would like to ask you, why didn't you come to see me and submit your credentials as soon as you entered the country?"

Cao Kun looked at Wu Hai coldly, and his intention to show his power was obvious.

Wu Hai is also a seasoned man, so he naturally understands what the other party means. Isn't it because they are afraid that he will disobey discipline and cause trouble?

Don’t worry, auntie…your grandfather was born the most obedient!

Wu Hai gritted his teeth and swallowed it, then returned the greeting respectfully and said,

"The sea is windy and rough, and we are in such a state of distress that we dare not rashly submit our credentials to enter the country, lest we be disrespectful in front of the Marshal!"

"Now, the ship is stable and the people are safe, so I came to see the commander and hand in the letter of entry!"

As he spoke, he pulled out a roll of paper from his sleeve, on which there was a red silk bow tied...?

Yan Kuan hurried over to take it, opened it, and placed it on the table in front of Cao Kun!

Well, classical Chinese, even the illiterate Marshal Cao said he couldn’t understand it!

However, he thought there wouldn't be any problem, so he asked Yan Kuan to put it away!

Then he looked at Wu Hai intently. He had to admit that when this woman didn't speak, she was really an elegant man...woman...man!

But as soon as I spoke or moved...

It’s hard to put it into words! It’s hard to put it into words!

"Since we have completed all the formalities, let's set off today. It's better to die early... Bah, let's finish this sooner!"

Cao Kun stood up and was about to go out, at the same time calling Yan Kuan to mobilize troops!

Although there are only a few dozen Tartars left now, the proper sense of ceremony still needs to be maintained...

For example, every five soldiers support one Tartar soldier?

For example, holding a gun to protect the safety of guests?

For example, if a guest’s armpits are smelly, can you ask them to raise their arms to get some fresh air?

These all need someone to watch over them, right?

"Slow down, slow down, slow down..."

Wu Hai's face was covered in cold sweat. Is there something wrong with this commander?

You leave without saying goodbye, and all your people are not even gathered together yet!

"What's wrong? Any questions?"

Marshal Cao turned around, and his cold eyes made Wu Hai's heart tighten. As expected, this Marshal Cao really had no good feelings towards him and his group!

"Marshal Cao, you may not know that I still have some people coming by land, and it will take two days, so please be patient, Marshal Cao, be patient!"

Wu Hai told Cao Kun about his situation and then looked at him eagerly.

"Is there anyone else?"

Marshal Cao sat back down, slammed the table, and shouted, "Why don't you come together by boat? Instead, you want to go by land. What's your conspiracy?"

Wu Hai shuddered inwardly, secretly cursing the damn Marshal Cao, who almost scared me to death...

Wu Hai still had a crying face as he explained, "He didn't come with us from the north, but was a master you invited from Maoshan, Qianhe. Taoist Qianhe, do you know?"

Cao Kun was stunned and almost forgot about this master who specialized in playing high-end games!

He specialized in high-end games all his life, and in one high-end game he killed his master and his five apprentices!

Chizuru!

A strange man like the wind!

"In that case, let's wait two more days!"

Thinking of this extraordinary man, Cao Kun couldn't bear to embarrass Wu Hai anymore and agreed immediately!

"Thank you, Marshal Cao! Thank you, Marshal Cao!"

Wu Hai was so exhausted. He was a Minister of Rites, but he was actually being bullied by a small warlord. How miserable!

Thinking of this, Wu Hai's stomach growled.

That's right, this guy is hungry!

The supply ship had been sunk long ago, but there was still a lot of silver on my own ship!

But silver is something that I never starve to death. These days I have been relying on sea fishing to solve the problem of food!

Although it can barely fill my stomach, the feeling is... you only know it yourself!

Now everything is done, as the saying goes, when you are well fed, you think about...

Phew, now that we’re safe, we should eat something good!

Besides, I have plenty of money... I am worried... I don't have a place...

Uh ~

What the hell!

Wu Hai looked up and saw Marshal Cao looking at him strangely, while his adjutant was...

Understood!

Everything is clear!

I really am ignorant!

Wu Hai smiled and bowed again, saying, "You have worked hard, Marshal. My brothers have also worked hard. So, I have asked the ship to prepare a big gift, which will be delivered later. Marshal Cao, please accept it!"

"Hehe, since the envoy is so thoughtful, I would like to thank you on behalf of my brothers!"

Cao Kun dealt with Wu Hai with a fake smile. Isn't this guy too slow to react?

Could it be that giving gifts is no longer popular in the current Qing Dynasty?