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Yuan Chonghuan didn't expect that His Majesty had already prepared a follow-up move before sending him to North Korea, so that he didn't know that most of the officers and soldiers in the Beijing camp he brought to North Korea were actually undercover agents of Jinyiwei.

The point is that these undercover agents of the brocade guards have always been relied on by himself as henchmen.

For the first time, he realized how stupid he was, and for the first time, he realized that the king in the Forbidden City was not as simple as he thought.

Yuan Chonghuan couldn't help but show a wry smile, and took the initiative to put the black gauze hat on his head on the desk, and the clear white jade in front of the brim shone in the sun.

"Take it!"

Shen Lian shouted again.

The two brocade guards standing in front walked towards Yuan Chonghuan, and pulled Yuan Chonghuan's left and right arms out.

Yuan Chonghuan didn't resist at this time, he was silent, and no one knew what he was thinking.

The evening breeze was a little cool, and Shen Lian, who was dressed in a flying fish suit, put on a cloak for himself, and then nodded at Yijin Yiwei.

The brocade guard then clapped his palms, and then saw a prisoner car driving over.

The prisoner cart was very high, and the pillars were covered with a layer of iron sheets, and the shadow that fell to the ground was like an iron cage, which made people shudder at a glance.

Yuan Chonghuan walked in consciously, and as soon as his head drilled through the round hole above, a brocade guard stuck his neck with a shackle.

At this time, Wu Jin also walked out, glanced at Yuan Chonghuan, and asked Shen Lian: "I'll leave it to you here, although you and I are Jinyi Wei and Dongchang, but everyone is a royalist and a person who swears allegiance to His Majesty, so Brother Ren has to advise you, don't learn from this master." ”

"The lower official understands", Shen Lian replied, and took out another will from his arms: "Your Majesty has appointed me as the chief military officer of Qinghe and the chief envoy of North Korea, from now on, this official will control the soldiers and horses of the Yuan Army, understand?" ”

"Understood!"

More than a dozen brocade guards in armor responded in unison.

And here, Wu Jin walked towards Yuan Chonghuan's prisoner car and shouted: "Your Majesty's decree is to escort Yuan Chonghuan directly to the Xing for trial, and there is no need to enter Beijing!" ”

The moonlight was like water, the vast plain seemed to be sprinkled with a layer of silver frost, and there was no sound heard around under the silent blue sky except for the newly thawed Taizi River, which was still bubbling and flowing.

On the contrary, the sound of the creaking prisoner cart advancing was extremely harsh, and Yuan Chonghuan was very upset and irritable when he heard it.

However, at this time, the two Dongchang fans, who were beating horses in front of them and leading the way, suddenly pulled out their knives: "Big stall head, someone is coming!" ”

"Don't panic, this wilderness is close to the Taizi River, the people of the Tartars will not come here, even if it is an ordinary rogue, it doesn't matter, the people who dare to provoke our Dongchang, he doesn't have the courage yet."

Wu Jin spoke, and immediately jumped up to the treetops like a ghost, and then snapped his fingers and said, "Keep going, we are our own people coming ahead." ”

The two brocade guards who led the way in front breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, two horsemen wearing red tassels and mandarin duck robes really appeared in front: "Dare to ask the people from Dongchang in front, we are the personal soldiers of General Mao of Dongjiang Town." ”

"Exactly! The contemptible person is Wu Jin, the head of the Dongchang who listened to the order of the emperor, and has long admired the prestige of your Mao General Soldier, we have come here to handle the case, and we have to trouble you to take care of it and escort us out of the customs safely, presumably your General Soldier has received His Majesty's will. ”

Wu Jin shouted, and saw a burly man appear in front of him, and directly dismounted and walked towards Wu Jin, and knelt down on one knee towards Wu Jin and said: "Mao Wenlong, the chief soldier of Dongjiang Town, has seen the Shangcha, dare to ask the Shangcha, is Your Majesty okay?" ”

Wu Jin thought that although this Mao Wenlong was a martial artist, he should be a vulgar and reckless man first-class, and he didn't understand the rules, but he didn't expect that this person would not regard himself as a feudal official as soon as he came, but respectfully saluted himself, and even took the initiative to greet His Majesty.

Glancing at Yuan Chonghuan in the prisoner car, who was still looking up at the sky, and thinking that Yuan Chonghuan had never asked His Majesty a word from beginning to end, Wu Jin naturally had a little more affection for Mao Wenlong, and hurriedly helped him up: "General Mao, please get up, Your Majesty is all right." ”

Mao Wenlong said a few times "That's good", his posture was very low, and when he saw Yuan Chonghuan standing in the prisoner car, he couldn't help but be stunned, and asked in amazement: "Dare to ask the superior, Your Majesty said that the arrested felon, is this Yuan Chonghuan Yuan Zheng's envoy?" ”

"Exactly, this person disobeyed the will of the saint and was arrogant, and even privately met with the traitor Fan Wencheng, and escorted him back by His Majesty's decree."

As soon as Wu Jin said this, Mao Wenlong knelt down on one knee towards Wu Jin again: "Superior, please tolerate the presumptuous move, although Yuan Chonghuan is a little arrogant, but in recent days, whether it is in North Korea or in Liaobei, he has made great contributions to the Ming Dynasty and His Majesty, please think twice, don't kill the general!" ”

Seeing this, Wu Jin couldn't help but smile bitterly and asked, "General Mao came here tonight at the invitation of this Yuan Chonghuan to set up a banquet, and the reason is to thank you for your rescue last time when Yuan Chonghuan was surrounded by the Tartar Abatai Ministry?" ”

Mao Wenlong looked at Wu Jin in amazement, he didn't expect that this Dongchang even knew this, so he had to nod and say, "It's for this matter." ”

"I'm afraid that General Mao doesn't know that Yuan Chonghuan, the imperial historian of the capital and the envoy of North Korea, has already ambushed the sword and axe hand around the banquet, just waiting for you to hack you to death when you go to the banquet, right?"

When Wu Jin asked, Mao Wenlong took a few steps back in surprise and looked at Yuan Chonghuan.

"That's right, what he said is true", Yuan Chonghuan said a sigh and roared: "Your Majesty! Why do you reuse a martial artist and not me! ”

Mao Wenlong came back to his senses after a long time, and then knelt down directly in the direction of the south and kowtowed.

Seeing this, Wu Jin couldn't help but ask, "What is Chief Mao doing?" ”

"I don't know what I know, and the lower officials know that although they can't talk about the big traitors, but since the opening of the town of Dongjiang, they have also done a lot of immoral things, kidnapping past merchants, killing good and risking merit, etc., if this Yuan Yushi kills me, I Mao will never feel the slightest grievance, but Mao did not expect that His Majesty, who has never met, is so lenient to Mao, such a great kindness Mao has nothing to repay, today Mao swears here, no matter whether His Majesty wants to kill or chop in the future, Mao has no two words, as long as Mao is in this Dongjiang Town for a day, he will be loyal to Daming for a day!"

After Mao Wenlong finished speaking, Wu Jin just smiled, and after a few words of encouragement for Zhu Youxiao, he still escorted Yuan Chonghuan to the south.

And Mao Wenlong's department also immediately dispatched elite escorts along the way.

Looking at Mao Wenlong, who was chatting and laughing with Wu Jin, the head of the East Factory, outside the prisoner car, and then looked at this piece of world that was supposed to show his ambitions, Yuan Chonghuan couldn't help shedding tears, his fists were clenched very tightly, and remembered what Fan Wencheng said to himself that day, instead of doing things for the faint king, it is better to choose a good master and follow it.

But it's too late now, and Yuan Chonghuan really can't bow down to a barbarian Tartar like Fan Wencheng did.

(To be continued.) )