Saihan!

saw Saihan crying with joy, a few tears rolled down, his body was very close to Zhu Qiming, and a hand almost put on him, and his intimate behavior made the eyes of the onlookers Tartar thieves with jealousy.

Zhu Qiming's nose was sour, and he actually formed an emotional resonance with a Tartar girl at this moment.

Thinking that Warat is the enemy of the Ming Dynasty, as well as the two secret letters concocted by the father and son, the suspicion of framing the father and the tenth uncle needs to be verified urgently, and the hatred of the country and the family is clearly there, so the sour nose at this moment is tantamount to a shameful betrayal!

Zhu Qiming was very annoyed, his eyes fell on Saihan's bun and cloak, and a fragment of the past that accompanied her in the capital half a year ago floated in his mind, and the little hatred that had just brewed quietly dissipated.

A famous contemporary celebrity once said: Life is not only about the present, but also about poetry and distance! However, in the eyes of the world, where does the poetry and distance come from? As a result, some people modified this famous saying: Life is not only the current one, but also the tomorrow's and tomorrow's tomorrow.

That's right, the normal state of life is to be reluctant, it depends on how you grasp the scale of reluctance! The distance is not necessarily a reluctance, and the present may also be poetic. That's it, let's just go with the flow.

Zhu Qiming gave up his hand to Saihan, and Saihan immediately replied with a blessing that made all the Tartars stunned.

Gee! The two of you are like a family, and we and other warriors have become passers-by! Several Tartar thieves who looked like leaders rushed to Zhu Qiming's side, and lashed at him for a while, anyway, Zhu Qiming couldn't understand the Tartar language, so he simply raised his smiling face and sprayed by the Tartar thieves, until the green tendons on his forehead rose half an inch high.

I saw Saihan's sharp eyes sweeping towards the Tartar thieves, and his eyes simply regarded their eldest brothers as enemies, and regarded one of the princes of the Ming Dynasty as a relative!

Beneath the fierce appearance of the leaders, the glass hearts were already shattered, and they ran over to surround the cloaked man and poured out something. The man in the cloak looked calm and relaxed, and kept whispering, as if enlightening everyone.

"Princess."

Hearing the cloaked man's call, Saihan handed Zhu Qiming a smiling face, then walked to the cloaked man's side, whispered to him for a while, and glanced back at Zhu Qiming with concern from time to time.

Saihan personally led a horse and let Zhu Qiming ride. No one disarmed him, and no one tied him up, so he was accompanied by Saihan, surrounded by hundreds of Tartar thieves, and turned into the mountain road all the way north.

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Zhu Qiming was brought into the camp of the Tartar thieves, and he lived alone in a yurt room, and there were naturally many Tartar thieves guarding the yurt outside.

Looking at the tightly guarded array outside the door, he knew that any resistance he had was pointless, that he would either be humiliated or die, and that neither of these results would be what he wanted, and that things were not so bad that they were!

retains his dignity and enjoys courtesy, but under the dignity and courtesy, there is an extremely cruel reality, that is, he, the king of Yue who once galloped on the field, has now become a prisoner of the Tartar thief!

He had long been aware of this, so when Saihan entered the yurt with a smile, he lowered his face, turned his head, and gathered all the kindness in his heart.

He told himself that the faint hint of affection was just an illusion!

"Little tiger, the cold wind has blown all the way, use some hot tea to warm up." Saihan put a white lamp on the low desk beside Zhu Qiming, and then sat across the desk from him, his bright eyes flickering with the candlelight, and his flower-like smiling face dispelled the only remaining cold in the yurt.

Zhu Qiming secretly gritted his teeth, "Little tiger? Are you happy to be called? ”

"Yes, several groups of envoys said that the Ming Emperor put you under house arrest in another courtyard, you don't know how angry I was at that time! If you don't build momentum, how can you get out of the Forbidden City? ”

It's just frolicking, is that house arrest? Zhu Qiming turned his head sharply and glared at Saihan, "This time, as you wish, this king has fallen into the calculation of your sinister gentleman and has become a prisoner, you are happy!" ”

"What are you fierce!" Saihan puffed up his cheeks not without grievances, and smiled after a while, "Don't get me wrong, Mr. said that he just wanted to invite you to Warat, and there was no malice." Eh, why don't you go with me to see my brother······ Eldest brother, my eldest brother has always admired the true heroes of the world, and if you two meet, you will definitely ······ Will ······ Monkey monkey sympathy! ”

It's "sympathy", Tartar! What kind of half-baked books are you reading? It's just an insult to my Chinese culture!

And your vicious gentleman, he must have read poetry and books in Daming at the beginning, but as soon as he entered the barbarian state, he was ridiculous and unscrupulous, and he couldn't even teach a female student.

Zhu Qiming scolded a lot, feeling much better, but his tone was still cold, "Ridiculous!" The guy who didn't dare to show his true face almost burned the king, is this please! Hmph, there will only be two outcomes when this king meets your eldest brother, either this king kills him, or he kills this king! ”

Saihan smiled again, but there was a pitiful look between his eyebrows, "You, bad guy!" ”

For some reason, Zhu Qiming didn't dare to look directly at Saihan's gaze at this moment. "It's not that this king is warlike, it's just that the Warat people are exterminating humanity, and your eldest brother has a heart higher than the sky, and he wants to annex the United States and wash the Central Plains in blood, so this king doesn't dare to sit back and watch the thieves wreak havoc!"

"Can't Daming and Warat get along amicably? Just like you and me, like childhood sweethearts, what's wrong? ”

Childhood? Do you know how to use words? Can we be called childhood sweethearts! Zhu Qiming immediately snorted coldly, "I have to ask your greedy eldest brother and the vicious gentleman!" With them, no matter how much you and I meet, we can only be strangers at most! ”

I saw Saihan puffing out his cheeks, the corners of his mouth twitching, and his eyes were full of tears, he stood up, ran to Zhu Qiming, kicked him in the leg, and then turned around and ran out.

Closing the door of the felt room, Zhu Qiming went to bed with his clothes closed, feeling annoyed in his heart, he couldn't understand why he was angry with Saihan!

Listening to the whirring wind outside, he couldn't sleep, until he accidentally touched the string of Buddhist beads on his wrist, his heart moved, all thoughts were empty for a while, and he fell asleep soon after.

When he got up early the next day, Saihan brought him breakfast with a blank face, which was a bowl of millet porridge, a plate of cakes, and a little barbecue, which belonged to the mash-up of Huayi recipes.

She silently picked up Zhu Qiming's cloth bag and turned around and walked out, and only said lightly when she arrived at the door: "I'll go and recall all my subordinates, so as not to accidentally kill each other with the Ming people, you should be careful yourself." ”

That's the king's dry food! Zhu Qiming looked at the cloth bag in Saihan's hand, a little reluctant in his heart, turned his eyes to the breakfast on the case, and was immediately relieved. I think that I am not noble enough to learn from the second old man to pick the roses and not eat Zhou Su, such a delicious breakfast is placed here, and I don't eat it in vain!

Seeing Saihan go away, he began to enjoy his meal without any guilt, but the hateful man in the cloak burst in and ruined his appetite.

"Your Highness just eats, come down and take a look, hey, take a look."

The man in the cloak waved away several Tartars who accompanied him, sometimes looking out of the door, sometimes browsing the furnishings in the yurt, and after a long time, he lost patience when he saw that Zhu Qiming was still eating calmly.

"I'll leave for the next day. When they first crossed the border, the Warat tribes had discussed, but now they went back empty-handed, and they could not order the other tribes under the order, and perhaps they could only take four horses with them, alas, some regrets. However, I can't take care of it much, the heavy snow is about to close the mountain, and if you don't leave, you will have to wait for the beginning of spring next year to return. ”

Four adult horses? This sentence contains very sensitive information, involving the total strength of the Tartars!

When he entered the Tartar camp last night, Zhu Qiming was blocked by a large group of Tartars in Wuyang, and failed to detect the reality of the Tartar thief.

"So, did you really listen to the king's good words? Well, I guess I listened! Your Excellency did not want to take this king away, and you were not willing to let this king go, so the best policy was to leave. It's a pity that once you leave, you will still fall behind. ”

The cloaked man laughed and shook his head, "Where's the handle?" Who dares to rebel against the meaning of Princess Saihan! ”

Could it be that Saihan is stopping the Tartars from taking me? This thought flashed through Zhu Qiming's mind, but he couldn't believe it, and said lightly: "Won't she go back with Your Excellency?" ”

She said she still had a wish and wanted to stay and see it again. Hey, I can't guess the girl's mind, she's a princess, how can I act against her will? Therefore, no one dared to take His Highness away. It's just that the people who stay are not the subordinates of the Taishi, if they want to be unfavorable to His Highness, it is inconvenient for others to stop them, it depends on whether Princess Saihan can control the scene! ”

Bastard! Put all the responsibility on a girl, are you still a man! Zhu Qiming was angry in his heart, and he was about to have a seizure, but he suddenly felt that he was dizzy from a breakfast meal, and the secret Tartar thieves had different thoughts, and they were blindly mixed with something!

"Good luck to Your Highness!"

The cloaked man was gone, with an almost eerie mystery about him.

After that, Saihan was not seen for several days, but there were still people who came to deliver three meals a day, Zhu Qiming vaguely remembered that the person who delivered the meal seemed to be the Tartar who followed Saihan that night, and the Tartar who was guarding outside the yurt was obviously also Saihan's subordinate, because they knew not to disturb him, the prince who lived in the guest house.

He was not allowed to take half a step out of the yurt, so he had to bury his mind to find out the thief's feelings.

From time to time, thieves would have burst into the yurt and shouted loudly, and if it had not been stopped by the tartars guarding the yurt, the thieves would have set the yurt on fire.

Thinking about the past events in Gulinji and later in the Longmen River area, Zhu Qiming realized that he had the blood of the Warat people on his hands, and these troublesome Tartars or brothers and relatives died at his hands that year, and their hatred for his prince was extremely strong, just as he hated the Tartars.

The commotion in the vicinity of the yurt intensified, and one day, after a great commotion, several Tartars who seemed to be very strong in martial arts came in, quickly grabbed him, blindfolded him with strips of cloth, and led him out of the yurt and laid him on a horse.

The wind was blowing strongly, and the sound of horses' hooves was sudden. He didn't know where he was going to be taken, whether he would be slaughtered or imprisoned, and all these questions were destined to go unanswered.

Only the snowflakes in his face were silently confiding something to him.