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403, if you have any requirements, just mention it

"Is that so? Do you really have a skill?" The prefect Zhang Daoan's eyes locked on Tim.

Tim nodded quickly: "Yes."

"Then come in with me." Zhang Daoan shook his sleeves and took Tim into the room: "Mr. Wang, weren't you worried about His Majesty's birthday before? Now, there happened to be someone who said that there is a way to help the adults solve this problem. I wonder if he can appreciate it."

"Since it was recommended by the prefect, I believe there would be no mistake." Wang Zelin had a good impression of Zhang Daoan, so he did not refuse and turned to Tim: "Tell me your idea. As long as this method is effective, neither the prefect nor the prefect will treat you badly! Alas, why are you a white man?"

"Ah? White man? Lord Wang knows this?" Zhang Daoan seemed to have discovered a new continent.

Wang Zelin waved his hand and said, "I just know a little bit." As he said that, he talked about Zheng He's voyage to the West and focused on describing how several white messengers Zheng He had brought back.

At the end, Wang Zelin said earnestly: "Our Ming Dynasty is prosperous and peaceful, the weather is good, and His Majesty is powerful and magnificent, so you messengers from small countries should be loyal to our Ming Dynasty. Otherwise, I am afraid that your country will be destroyed in an instant."

After hearing what Wang Zelin said, Tim sneered in his heart. Sure enough, the consciousness of the heavenly kingdom has been deeply rooted in the minds of these people. If such people are in charge of the country's politics, it would be strange if the country will make progress!

Of course, facing Wang Zelin, Tim naturally would not tell him what is happening in Europe at this moment, nor would he hint at the future trend of history to him. After all, in the eyes of these villains, all they can see is small profits in front of them. It would be better to follow such a person, otherwise it would be difficult to ask him to do things.

Thinking of this, Tim quickly followed the trend and said: "That's natural. The Ming Dynasty has boundless territory, carries the fortune of heaven, follows the general trend, has extraordinary magical skills, and extraordinary martial arts. Which country dares to offend the Ming Dynasty? Of course, the reason why the Ming Dynasty is so strong is mainly due to the efforts of all the adults. Of course, the efforts of you two adults are well-known and admired by the people of the world."

After hearing these extremely complicated words, Wang Zelin and Zhang Daoan looked at each other, thinking that this young man is quite good at speaking, and his favor for Tim is now even more dramatic.

"Hahaha, you're so happy to hear what you say!" Wang Zelin said excitedly: "Okay, let's talk about the important matter now. Your Majesty is about to celebrate his birthday. What gift do you think I should give?"

"Your Majesty the Emperor is the Supreme Master. There must be many rare treasures I have seen in my life. So if you want to win the favor of Your Majesty, you must be unique." Tim reminded Master Li a few times while speaking.

Master Li nodded and left quickly.

After Master Li left, Tim continued: "Master Li has already gone to prepare the gift for me, so let's wait a moment. I believe that when the gift comes later, the two adults will definitely like it."

"Okay, as long as your gift fulfills my wish, I will agree no matter what request you make." Wang Zelin was in a very happy mood. As long as the gift to His Majesty was solved, he believed that he would definitely have a prosperous official career, and it was possible to even enter the cabinet to do things.

In a short while, Master Li came back, followed by two servants.

"What is this?" Wang Zelin frowned at the bucket in the hands of the two attendants.

Tim asked someone to put the bucket close to him and said, "This is the idea I gave to the Lord. As long as he gave this to His Majesty, his Majesty will definitely be happy."

After tossing and turning, looking at the gift again and again, Wang Zelin broke out: "Bold, why are you kidding? Let me give you a bucket of ginger to Your Majesty? Do you want to make me lose my head?"

Tim explained calmly: "Sir, look carefully. The ginger is arranged in a row, like a hill. I believe that Your Majesty will definitely like this bucket of Jiangshan."

While speaking, Tim took a pen and wrote the following words:

A barrel of Jiang (jiang) mountain.

Looking at those words and looking at the bucket of ginger, Wang Zelin suddenly laughed: "Yes, why didn't I think of this truth? Hahaha, although it was a bucket of ginger, it was really a bucket of ginger if arranged in this way!"

"Yes, as long as you give this gift to Your Majesty, and then explain it to Your Majesty. Finally, I hope Your Majesty will be happy." As he said that, Tim leaned close to Wang Zelin's ear and whispered: "Don't forget, there is still a supreme emperor in Nangong at this moment. I think Your Majesty will like this gift even more."

Although the Supreme Emperor Zhu Qizhen is the elder brother of Emperor Zhu Qiyu, once the elder brother threatens his elder brother's country, I believe that the elder brother will definitely kill his elder brother.

If you really present this gift in the future, I am afraid that Zhu Qiyu will be full of joy. After all, this gift has a good omen and is festive.

Wang Zelin was not a fool either. Soon, he understood this truth and bowed to Tim very excitedly: "Sir, I am a god! I really like this idea."

"It's good if you like it, sir." Tim smiled, then waved his hand and the door was opened. Then Tim's entourage came in. They handed the two boxes to Wang Zelin and Zhang Daoan respectively.

"A little local specialty, please accept it with two adults." Tim smiled after waved his hand and asked his followers to go down.

Wang Zelin was stunned: "What local specialty is it?"

As he said that, he reached out and opened the box. In an instant, golden light shone everywhere, and his eyes were almost blinded.

"This, the gift given by the sir is too expensive, I cannot accept it." Looking at the 100 taels of gold in the box, Wang Zelin couldn't suppress his excitement, and Zhang Daoan next to him was so excited that he couldn't sit on the stool.

"The gifts given out are not worth taking back." Tim swayed his fan and walked gently: "If the two adults don't like them, then throw them away."

Zhang Daoan's wrinkled old face squeezed out a chrysanthemum: "Look at what the teacher said, how could I abandon my husband's intention?"
Chapter completed!
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