At noon the next day, Jiang Fan came to a different world from his own world.


    Because he was responsible for receiving the envoys of grassland gold accounts, Jiang Fan didn''t go to the government office, but directly put on his official clothes, then took an official sedan and went in the direction of the city gate.


    It''s a little absurd. This is the first time Jiang Fan has really put on this big Zhou official robe since he served as a city captain.


    During the previous period, Jiang Fan always went out in plain clothes. Even when he went to the government office, he didn''t wear official clothes.


    The city guard Gu Yan didn''t say anything, and others didn''t dare to ask Jiang Fan for such a thing, so that since he served as the city captain of Heyang, Jiang Fan has become the only official who doesn''t wear official clothes.


    Except for Jiang Fan, the rest of the honor guards responsible for welcoming have been set up in the morning. Even the noble son Zhou he went outside the city in advance, leaving only Jiang Fan, the person responsible for hosting the welcome, who has not arrived yet.


    The people of Heyang city also know that an envoy of grassland golden tent will arrive today.


    The interaction takes place once a year, which makes the people in Heyang city not curious. Many people can see clear hatred in their eyes.


    The grassland golden tent plundered Da Zhou almost every year.


    Those grassland people not only broke into the territory of Dazhou to plunder property, but also plundered the population, robbed the grassland to serve as slaves, and even used slaves as a source of food in case of serious food shortage.


    In short, in the years since the founding of the Zhou Dynasty, the hatred between the Zhou Dynasty and the grassland golden tent was so deep that it was almost impossible to resolve the strong hatred.


    In the eyes of Zhou people, the golden tent on the grassland is a group of barbarians. Like the barbarians in 100000 mountains in the south, they belong to barbarian species.


    In the eyes of the grassland golden tent, Da Zhou is a piece of fat and tender meat. When you want to eat, you should open your mouth and bite hard.


    When Jiang Fan came to the gate in a sedan chair, the guard of honor had been put up.


    Zhou he rode on his horse and went straight to the car. He said helplessly, "you really didn''t show up at the last moment. Just now you paid a visit to the horse. The envoys of the grassland golden tent are less than five miles away from Heyang. I think if you don''t come, I''ll arrange someone to find you."


    "You don''t have to be so anxious, little prince? It''s time to catch up. Besides, it''s an envoy of grassland golden tent. If we take care of it too seriously and have an impeccable attitude, will the people be unhappy?"


    Jiang Fan came out of the sedan chair and rode on a horse that had already been prepared. He said with a smile.


    "That''s different. Hatred belongs to hatred, and national etiquette belongs to national etiquette. Our reception represents Da Zhou, but we can''t neglect it."


    Zhou he obviously didn''t agree with Jiang Fan, shook his head and said.


    "However, many times, your humility and courtesy will only be regarded as a weak and deceptive performance. Don''t you know that the little prince has hunted fierce beasts in the mountain?"


    Jiang Fan suddenly changed the topic.


    Zhou he was stunned. Then he continued to shake his head and said, "no, I haven''t practiced martial arts. It''s too dangerous to rush into the mountain. Even if there are guards to follow, it''s hard to avoid problems. Therefore, the ferocious beasts I''ve seen are basically dead."


    "The little prince doesn''t know. When you meet a fierce beast in the mountain, you must always keep your eyes on the beast and show strong vigilance and aggression. Only in this way can the beast have a feeling of fear. But if your eyes dodge and make the beast feel that you are not as powerful as it imagined, it is likely that the beast will be straight Then I''ll throw you down and tear you to pieces. "


    Jiang Fan said with a smile.


    Zhou he understood Jiang Fan''s meaning and had no choice but to say, "grassland people are not beasts."


    "Robbing the people of Dazhou as slaves and even using slaves as food can do such things... I think it''s no different from wild animals."


    Jiang Fan''s statement actually doesn''t give Zhou he face.


    However, no one around dared to eavesdrop on the dialogue between the two people anyway. Moreover, Zhou he himself hated prairie people very much, so he kept silent about Jiang Fan''s statement.


    Although I agree with it in my heart, I can''t agree on the surface because I am responsible for receiving the mission after all.


    They chatted with each other. After a while, they saw a large-scale team in sight.


    Lin Wanqing beside Jiang Fan immediately looked up curiously and wanted to see more clearly.


    She has never seen what grassland people look like. It''s normal for her to have such a reaction.


    Soon, the motorcade drove to the main gate of Heyang city.


    The team of nearly a thousand people, most of them are grassland elite riders, dragging more than a dozen carts and an incomparably luxurious tent!


    Yes, it''s the kind of tent that grassland people live in every day.


    The area of the tent seems to be at least thirty or forty square meters. It is fixed on the car board and pulled by sixteen horses.


    As the team stopped, the curtain of the tent was lifted.


    Accompanied by a thin old man, a rough man with a beard walked out of the tent.


    Zhou he stopped chatting with Jiang Fan, got off his horse and greeted him with a smile.


    "Welcome grassland friends from afar."


    Zhou he opened his arms, and the rough man hugged Zhou He.


    The corresponding reception officials from Heyang came forward and introduced Zhou he''s identity to the rough man and the old man.


    Some people in the diplomatic corps came out more and more to introduce Zhou He to the identity of the rough man and the old man.


    The rough man is the eighth son of the golden tent Khan and the eighth Prince of the grassland golden tent, batua lion blue.


    As for the skinny old man, his status is more noble. He is not only the national teacher of the grassland golden tent, but also the contemporary Pope of Changsheng religion. He is known as the most intelligent person of the grassland golden tent, nasutu.


    When introducing their identities, the people of the diplomatic corps added a lot of adjectives as prefixes.


    Jiang Fan couldn''t help but turn his lips. He knew that this was a very easy phenomenon under slavery.


    If the ruler has a higher status, he will naturally add many titles that sound unknowingly fierce to himself, so as to show his strength and transcendence.


    "Your Highness the eighth prince, your Highness the national master, this is our city captain of Heyang City, Lord Jiang Fanjiang. This visit of your delegation will be received by Lord Jiang. Although Lord Jiang is young, he has superior ability. He has managed Heyang city in an orderly manner in the short time he served as the city captain of Heyang, which is highly valued by my father."


    After greeting Batu a Shi LAN and Na sutu, Zhou he pulled Jiang Fan behind him and introduced him with a smile.


    Batu A''s Lion blue eyes, along the river, saw Lin Wanqing on one side, and his eyes immediately bloomed!