When the diplomatic mission arrived at the city gate, they saw that more than a dozen officials had been waiting for a long time. The leader was dressed in a red robe and had a long beard that reached his chest. He had a thin face and exuded the elegance of a scholar and the sharpness of a frontier official.
Chu Zhou's chief administrator, Zheng xinghuai.
"Lord Zheng, it has been three years since we last met in the capital." Censor Liu laughed as he stepped forward, looking rather familiar with Zheng xinghuai.
Zheng bu nodded slightly and squeezed out a smile on his unsmiling face. After exchanging some pleasantries, he led the group to the largest courier station in Chu Zhou.
After they settled down, Yang Yan and the others sat in the hall with envoy Zheng to discuss matters.
