Wen Yang paid Nashōmi no heed at all.
This is my family's army, and I'm its commander. What right do you have to tell me what to do?
What the army did naturally depended on his own wishes.
The man soon reached Wen Yang, panting for breath.
Wen Yang saw that he was elderly, with a graying beard. He bowed deeply to Wen Yang with the utmost respect.
At the sight, even though the man before him was only a Hu, Wen Yang felt somewhat uneasy.
Back in Great Wei, Wen Yang had never received such a deep bow from anyone of this age.
In Great Wei, if Wen Yang dared remain mounted while accepting an elderly man's obeisance like this, the Grand Marshal would probably string him up and beat him.
But this was a Hu... yet he was using the etiquette of Great Wei.
For a moment, even Wen Yang hesitated.
"Enough. You're advanced in years; there's no need for such a deep bow. Who are you?"
Wen Yang interrupted his kowtowing.
The man rose and looked at Wen Yang, his face wreathed in smiles.
"In answer to you, General, I am Zhibigou, a minister of the Kuna Kingdom!"
Wen Yang froze for a moment, then narrowed his eyes. "I know. I know who you are. You're the minister who holds real power in the Kuna Kingdom. All government affairs have to be drawn up by you, correct?"
Zhibigou's expression changed dramatically.
Emperor Ming had once appointed Zhang Zheng Clerk of the Secretariat for Supplying Cao and sent him with an imperial edict and the Yellow Banner to the queen's kingdom and the Kuna Kingdom, to reconcile them. He had completed his mission and returned.
When Zhang Zheng arrived, Zhibigou had sought his advice on many matters.
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