Of course Namtso knew that he was indeed rude, but was he asked to salute these Xichu people who looked down upon him? He can't do it no matter what!
Chu Shaobai naturally knew that it was impossible for the Crown Prince of Eastern Qin to kowtow and kneel to Mo Chuan, but if even a small interpreter beside the Crown Prince did not kneel to the Emperor, after this incident came out, Xi Chu The country is bound to become a laughing stock among other countries.
He looked directly at the interpreter with cold eyes and said: "Sir Interpreter, since you are well aware of the customs and etiquette of the two countries, you must also know that in Xichu, it is respectful to kneel down, but in your country, it is respectful to take off your hat. If the envoy sent by our country to your country refuses to take off his hat when he sees the emperor of your country, what will happen to the emperor of your country? Do you think he will order the head of our envoy?"
The interpreter was shocked and looked at Namtso again. His back was covered in cold sweat.
According to the rules, he should indeed kneel down and kowtow to the emperor of Western Chu, but he had obtained the permission from His Highness the Crown Prince in advance, which meant that he wanted to give them a show of authority in front of these Western Chu monarchs and ministers, so as to lose their face, so that they would not dare to resist.
But I didn't expect that a King of Jing'an would pop up. This young man was young and beautiful, but his lips were like a spear and his tongue was like an arrow. Every word he spoke caught his painful foot.
Namtso took a deep look at Chu Shaobai and looked at him with admiration again.
He nodded to the interpreter very slowly.
After receiving the instructions from His Highness the Crown Prince, the interpreter immediately breathed a sigh of relief. He bent his knees and knelt down to salute Mo Chuan. Following the etiquette rules of the Western Chu Kingdom, he knelt three times and kowtowed nine times.
"The envoy from the Eastern Qin Dynasty paid homage to His Majesty the Emperor and wished His Majesty longevity and good health!"
"Your Majesty is here as a guest from afar. Please settle down." Mo Chuan said softly.
The interpreter then stood up, took two steps back, and stood behind Namco in an orderly manner. His originally arrogant expression became much calmer.
All the ministers of Western Chu felt that their faces were bright, and they couldn't help but give a thumbs up to Chu Shaobai. King Jing'an's words were well-founded, and after a few words, the arrogant interpreter kowtowed to the emperor and knelt down. What a beautiful job!
Namtso couldn't help but snorted. He didn't care about this little dispute. The person he wanted to see now hadn't appeared yet, so he felt a little anxious.
"Gilanomiba..." He said some more Dongqin dialect to the interpreter.
The interpreter nodded and bowed in agreement, turned around, and translated Namtso's words loudly.
"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince said that it is already getting late, so let's start the competition we agreed on now. Our country is led by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. I wonder who your country will send?"
"I don't know whether it's because your ears are not working well or your eyes are not working well. Didn't I just say that? I want to challenge His Highness the Crown Prince of your country and compete with him."
Chu Shaobai curled his lips and said sarcastically.
The interpreter didn't know that he was scolding his master in a roundabout way. His face turned slightly red and he translated these sentences to Nam Cuo.
In fact, Namtso didn't need him to translate at all, he had already heard clearly.
He didn't know what had happened, why she had originally planned to compete with him, but suddenly the person was changed.
However, the result is the same, no matter who it is, they will definitely lose.
He has never gotten what he wanted!