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- Chapter 204 The Way of a Subordinate (1)
Because it was Henderson's birthday, it was a private event and did not need to be carried out with much fanfare. Therefore, we only invited a few friends to the consulate on a minimal scale. Apart from Henderson's colleagues, the only people invited were Envoys from various countries who were also in China, Zai Yan, as a Chinese counterpart, were also present.
Henderson and his wife were dressed in formal attire, shook hands with Zaiyan, and introduced him and his wife with a smile, "This is my wife, Elizabeth."
"It's an honor to meet you, madam." Zaiyun has studied in Germany for many years and can speak English very well, but not as proficient as Zaiying. But it's not a problem for communication.
Elizabeth was around fifty years old, with fair complexion, a high nose and sunken eyes, a pair of green eyes, and her long chestnut hair was tied up high, revealing her slender neck. The young man opposite took her hand and kissed it. After a while, he bowed slightly and saluted, "My pleasure, Your Highness."
"Oh, this is my gift." Zai Yan waved his hand, and the attendant who was with him presented the gift. It was a treasure of the mansion, a small blue and white porcelain vase with two ears from the Yuan Dynasty.
"Thank you, Your Highness." Henderson has been in China for many years and is no stranger to Han culture. He knew that this gift was quite valuable and became a little excited. However, his wife, who did not know what was going on, looked at the ears on both sides of the bottle. There were small cracks on the edge, and I felt a little unhappy: What is this? It looks shabby!
"Please come this way, Your Highness. Let me introduce you to some friends." Henderson enthusiastically took Zaiyan's arm and walked into the hall. "This is the Portuguese ambassador to your country, Mr. Sanchez and his wife; These are Mr. Pearson and his wife, the military attache of the Swedish Embassy in China"
After a series of introductions, Zaiyan¡¯s ears were filled with the languages ????of various countries. Regardless of whether he understood or not, he had to squeeze out a smile and nod in agreement.
Henderson walked him around and then back to the center of the hall. Before the dinner officially started, he took two glasses of champagne from the waiter's tray and handed them to Zai Yan, "Yesterday, I received a Telegram from St. Petersburg.¡±
Zaiyun¡¯s spirits were lifted. This was the news he most urgently needed to know, ¡°Oh?¡±
¡°In principle, our country agrees with the conditions of His Majesty the Emperor of your country, but the specific details will be discussed in detail in the future.¡±
Zaiyan was stunned, the British had a big meal in vain and they were still not satisfied? Are there any other conditions to negotiate? "Can you please reveal something, Mr. Ambassador?"
"Oh, I'm sorry, Your Highness. It's not that I don't want to tell you. It's just that our country has not yet reached a consensus on this matter. Therefore, everything will have to wait until our country sends a special envoy to China in the future to know the details." Henderson explained a few words and then said, "But I heard that your Excellency the Foreign Secretary is worried that the British Empire's interests in Japan will be affected by the cession of large tracts of land to your country."
Zaiyan listened quietly and said nothing, "and there are still criticisms in the country about your country's plan to move all Japanese within range to the mainland."
"Why is this?"
"I'm still worried after thinking about it" Henderson suddenly closed his mouth and nodded to him, "Oh, hello, Miss Pearson."
Zaiyan looked back and saw a tall girl, a head taller than him, standing behind the two people with a smile. One of her cheeks was slightly raised, as if there was something hidden in her cheek. It was hard to swallow, but he knew that was not the case. This girl just had such a deformed face. "Good evening, Miss Pearson."
"Good evening, Your Highness." The woman said in German, "You can speak German, right?"
"Yes," Zaiyun switched to more fluent German and started chatting with the other party. Henderson didn't understand, so he gave him a knowing wink and turned to leave.
The news he got from Henderson made Zaiyun feel a little urgent, and his chat with Pearson became hesitant. The woman soon discovered that he was absent-minded, said a few perfunctory words, and turned around to leave.
Zaiyun raised his hand and looked at his watch. It was already a quarter past eight in the evening. Even if he left now, he would not be able to enter the imperial city at all. There was no need to mention the matter to his father. Thinking of this, he gradually felt a sense of sadness in his heart. Come down to earth.
This time the banquet lasted until after Hai hour. Zai Yan drank a few glasses of foreign wine and his head was a little swollen. After leaving the embassy door, he was blown by the cold night wind and sobered up a lot. "Prepare the sedan and go back home." !¡±
After resting all night, Zaiyuan got up early the next morning. His daughter was the daughter of Wu Chongxi, who had been the Shaoqing of Honglu Temple. Wu Chongxi was a native of Haifeng, Guangdong. He was born in the Han Dynasty and served as the prefect of Chenzhou, Henan. Later transferred to BeijingFor internal use, it has always been fragrant and odorless. No one would have thought that hot chestnuts burst out of a cold pot, and the emperor actually let his eldest son marry his daughter!
Mrs. Wu is very virtuous and upholds the principles of women. She never talks or moves. After their marriage, the young couple had a very good relationship. They have been together for several months now.
The wife helped him change into clothes and asked in a low voice, "It snowed last night, are you still going out today?"
Although Zaiyun is young, he is very stable. He has not been very lively since he was a child. Now that he has grown up and works in the yamen, he still has a boring temperament. After breakfast, he sits on the Taishi chair, concentrating on meditation and listening. The wife asked twice, and then nodded slowly, "Ah, I have to go out. I'm going to rest for a while, and I have to leave now."
"Can't you feel more comfortable in this weather?" Mrs. Wu said, turning back and calling: "Spring Orioles!"
Chunying brought a bundle and unwrapped it, revealing that it was a brand-new purple mirrored fox fur. Mrs. Wu held the collar in her hand, and Chunying said, "Can Mr. Beizi please change into a fox fur? It's too cold outside."
Zaiyun couldn't bear to refute his wife's kindness, so he put on heavy clothes and said, "Prepare the car!"
"It's cold outside" Mrs. Wu arranged her husband's clothes and brought out a bag. "There are cut ginseng slices in it. If you feel cold, just chew two slices."
"I'm in good health, I'm not afraid."
"Be prepared!" Mrs. Wu said, "Oh, it's the fourth day of the Lunar New Year. If someone comes to pay me New Year greetings"
"Just say I'm out, there's no need to say anything else."
"yes."
After a while, the rear-end car was ready, and Zaiying drove out in the snow, saying, "Go outside the city and go to Master Liu's house."
??Yi years ago, when negotiations with the Japanese were still pending, he suddenly fell ill. The emperor sent an imperial physician to diagnose him as typhoid fever. This disease was the most troublesome, and he lingered in bed for a long time. It was not until the Chinese New Year that he showed some improvement. The emperor felt sorry for Prince Gong who had been tired for many years. He followed Yan Jingming's old rule and did not allow anyone to visit him. He also issued a special decree to let him rest in the imperial garden in Xiaotangshan outside the city. He was exempted from all the etiquette of New Year greetings in order to recuperate. .
After resting for half a month, Yi's illness improved a lot and he wanted to return to the city. However, he was ordered to recuperate here. Even if he wanted to return to the city, he had to ask for an order before making a decision. Unfortunately, it was already the New Year and it was not a military or national event. , Don't disturb the Holy Master, you have to endure it for a few more days.
There was a heavy snowfall at night, and after dawn, it was a cold weather after snow, but the air was very good. Yi, accompanied by Xiang Fujin, was wearing a thick mink fur cloak and walked under the Langyuan in the garden. The six-year-old Zaifeng was running around, being extremely naughty.
Zaifeng was originally the son of Yixuan, and the emperor specially issued a decree to adopt him as his heir. The little boy, who was a few years old, broke away from Shuda and his grandmother's hands, leaving a string of happy laughter in the snow, " Amma, look at it? How fun it is?"
"Be careful, don't get cold!" Yi said softly and lovingly. Zaicheng's death was a lifelong sorrow for him, but he was still sad because he had abandoned the love between father and son for this unfilial son before he was alive. Moreover, he was still young at that time and could not quite feel it. The joy of father and son, but the arrival of Zai Feng filled his heart with peace and joy. He felt that as long as he could hear his cheerful laughter and see his busy little body for the rest of his life, it would be enough for him.
Seeing the child fall down, he got up, patted the snow on his body, and played happily as if nothing had happened. The couple looked at each other and smiled, "Feng'er? Come, let Ama take a look, but he was injured after the fall. No?"
"No, no!" Zai Feng chirped and ran to Amma, "Amma, will my son build a snowman for you? You and your son can come together, okay?"
"Feng'er, your Ama is sick and hasn't recovered yet. Go and play by yourself."
"Oh!" Zaifeng responded obediently and ran away.
A servant came to report on this side, "Your Majesty, the Fifth Master is here. He said he wanted to pay New Year's greetings to Your Majesty. It's hard for the servants to stop him"
While he was talking, Yi Pei strode up to him and saluted him with a smile, "Old Liu, are you feeling better?"
"Much better, Fifth Brother, why are you here in this cold weather?"
Yi Pei looked at his brother who had not seen him for many days. His body was still a little weak due to illness, and his complexion was pale and pale. It made people feel distressed to see him, "Old Liu, I'm not talking about you. The emperor has already said that you should relax one by one." As for civil and military matters, you are almost fifty years old, so you can¡¯t fight like this in the future.¡±
"Yes, Fifth Uncle, you are his brother, so you should persuade him a little more." Prince Gong interrupted with Fujin at the side, "So many matters in the court are left to the prince"
"Okay, what do you know?" Yi interrupted Fu Fu rudely.If so, the two brothers turned around and walked inside, talking as they walked, "How are you at home? How are your sister-in-law and nephews?"
"Everything is fine, everything is fine." Yi Peixu supported him, entered the upper room, and sat down each other, "By the way, why are you out of the city in this cold weather?"
"Isn't it about the Qingyi Garden project?"
"how?"
"It's not Lishan and Lei Tingchang?" Yi Pei smiled bitterly and started talking to him.
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