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"The slave loves Bali, I have seen Li Shuai, I have seen Chen Shuai, and I have seen Lord Yang. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

In the big tent, Ai Bali knelt down respectfully in front of Li Yuanqing and the three of them, and saluted meticulously.

Aibali is in her early thirties this year, and she is very majestic, but she is extremely well-proportioned. Broad shoulders, strong waist, and looped legs, typical Jurchen warrior characteristics.

Although his face is a little ugly and hateful, and his figure is not very tall, the proportions of his entire body are very coordinated, like a beast, and people can understand at a glance that this guy's body contains explosive power.

It's no wonder~, there have always been rumors of the so-called 'Jurchen is not satisfied with 10,000, and there is no one invincible'.

The overall characteristics of these Jurchens, compared with the Han people, seem to have not yet fully evolved, and they are very vulgar and ugly.

But as the saying goes, 'if there are disadvantages, there are advantages', and they are destined to be born warriors with a little training, because they are born warriors.

"You're the one who loves Bali?"

Chen Zhong looked at Aiba Li coldly and condescendingly.

"Back to Chen Shuai's words, the slave is Aibali. Chen Shuai, speaking of which, although we have never met, we are by no means strangers. ”

Ai Bali had obviously done her homework, and soon she had already distinguished Li Yuanqing and Chen Zhonglai.

Moreover, his words are extremely ingenious, and it is obvious that his art, or political wisdom, is by no means low.

At this time, hearing what Aibali said, Chen Zhong couldn't help laughing: "That's the same truth. Your Excellency Aibali, it is better to be famous than to meet that! ”

Ai Bali hurriedly smiled and said: "Chen Shuai, the two countries are fighting, and death and injury are inevitable. If it weren't for the general trend, the slaves and the masters of the slaves, in fact, would not want to be enemies of southern Liaoning. ”

Chen Zhong sneered, but no longer paid attention to Aibali.

Are you kidding?

With his identity as Chen Zhong, being able to say hello to Aibali is already a big face for him.

Not to mention, it's Li Yuanqing.

But this guy actually wants to step on his nose and put his face on the face, and he is close to Chen Zhongtao, how can Chen Zhong give him a good face?

Li Yuanqing was amused in his heart, but he was not in a hurry to show it.

Although Aibali is also regarded as the noble of the Blue Banner, in front of Liaonan at this time, they are really not one.

If Mang Gurtai came over, he could barely be on the same level as him Li Yuanqing and Chen Zhong, but Ai Bali obviously did not have this qualification.

Treat soldiers with approachability and love them like children.

But ~~, treat the enemy, that~, any etiquette, must not be let go.

Aibali also realized the problem at this time, and couldn't help but feel embarrassed for a while.

But he couldn't have a seizure...... Because he was indeed one level worse than Li Yuanqing and Chen Zhong, he could only look at Li Yuanqing with a blank eye, hoping that Li Yuanqing would come out to uphold justice.

Li Yuanqing lightly played with the cigar in his hand and said with a smile: "Your Excellency Aibali, I am very pleased with the sincerity of Your Excellency Mang Gurtai. War, in fact, is an inferior means. Although I have never met His Excellency Mang Gurtai, I am confident that we will reach a consensus. ”

Ai Bali hurriedly smiled and arched his hand: "What Li Shuai said is extremely true. Li Shuai, your mind is like the broadest grassland, as broad as the immortal sky, I will truthfully convey your meaning to my master. ”

Li Yuanqing smiled, played with the cigar in his hand, and no longer paid attention to Aibali.

On the side, Yang Miao knew that it was time for him to appear.

According to the practice of the Ming Dynasty, Wenchen, especially a five-rank Beijing official like him, in terms of qualifications and status, is far higher than Li Yuanqing and Chen Zhong, who are mud-legged military attachés.

Pity...... This is in southern Liaoning, and these 'hard jobs' are naturally done by him......

Yang Miaocai cleared her throat, looked at Ai Bali with a smile and said: "Your Excellency Ai Balli, we, Li Shuai and Chen Shuai, appreciate the kindness of His Excellency Mang Gurtai and Zhenglan Banner very much, but ~, there are some things that we must say in advance." ”

Aibali looked at the extremely shrewd-eyed civil official in front of him, and was a little stunned for a moment.

This is obviously not in line with the common sense of the Ming people......

But Ai Bali saw Li Yuanqing and Chen Zhong who were light and breezy again, and he also understood that Bacheng, the protagonist of today's speech, was the old man Wenchen in front of him.

Hurriedly smiled: "This is Lord Yang, the genius of the Three Jin Dynasty, right?" What do you think, the minions listen. ”

Yang Miaocai was still slightly frightened.

After all, what he is facing now is a real slave. And it's the henchman of the famous Mang Gurtai.

If he breaks out, with his small physique Yang Miaocai, ten of him will not be the opponent of this Aibali ......

In particular, in the past few years, there has been no so-called entanglement between Daming and Houjin, but every time, it is to end Daming's 'hemorrhage'.

But Yang Miaocai quickly remembered that at this time, behind him, sitting were the majestic Li Yuanqing and the famous Chen Zhong.

Here, it is the Changsheng Camp and the big camp of the officers in southern Liaoning.

He loves Bali now, but he's just a dog minion, and he can turn the sky upside down?

Grasping the core theme, Yang Miaocai also recovered his arrogant charm of a talented man, and said with a smile: "Your Excellency Aibali, although the sincerity of Your Excellency Mang Gurtai is very gratifying. But as you know, your Excellency Ebali, our two countries are at a fierce war at this time. Therefore, there are some ugly words, and the official must say them in the front. ”

"Huh. Naturally, this is the truth, Lord Yang, please say it. ”

Although Aibali remained respectful on her mouth and face, she couldn't help but scold in her heart.

When did the civil officials of Ming Gouzi dare to be so arrogant? Aren't they all like dogs, who only kneel down and wag their tails and beg for mercy?

But soon, Aibali also recognized the reality, especially the man who was sitting on the tiger skin throne not far behind, playing with the cigar in his hand, and looking at him with a smile......

Yang Miaocai naturally felt the unwillingness in Aibali's eyes, and his heart was extremely happy for a while.

He clearly knew that at the beginning of the year, how did Liaoxi negotiate with Houjin, and he was simply led by the nose by these dogs.

But at this time, all the initiative is in his hands.

After pacing back and forth a few steps with a smile, Yang Miaocai smiled and said: "Your Excellency Aibali, regarding your request to return the city lord of Lianshanguan to Baiyin Atu, after careful discussion in our southern Liaoning, Li Shuai and Chen Shuai nodded, and we agreed in principle. After all, we're all family. There is a slight estrangement, and it is not impossible to eliminate it. But ~, the sword is a big thing, and the militarism is heavy. Your Excellency Aibali must also know that once an army is dispatched, it will be a waste of money and labor! Therefore, we in southern Liaoning also have a few requirements, which must be explained to Your Excellency Aibali and your master, Your Excellency Mang Gurtai! ”

Aibali already had a very bad premonition in his heart, this sloppy bullshit civil official, I don't know what kind of medicine is sold in Huahua's intestines.

But at this time, the situation is stronger than people, even if Aibali is unhappy and extremely unhappy, he will never dare to show it easily, so he has to laugh and laugh; "Lord Yang, please speak, the slave listens."

"Huh."

Yang Miaocai smiled faintly, but the momentum on his body suddenly became cold, as if he was a saint warrior in armor, "Your Excellency Aibali." Your young master Bai Yin Attu has been following our army for more than ten days. You also know that Young Master Baiyin Attu has a noble status, and he eats, drinks, and feeds Lazar every day. In this way, according to the calculation of 10,000 taels of silver per day, this is half a month smaller, and the total is 150,000 taels of silver. ”

"What?"

Aibali almost vomited blood.

10,000 taels of silver a day, is Baiyin Attu a pig? No, even if Baiyin Attu were 10,000 pigs, he would never be able to eat so much silver in a day!

It's obviously fucking that these bright dogs want the lion to open their mouths.

Yang Miaocai naturally noticed Aibali's expression, but she didn't hesitate, and said with a faint smile: "Your Excellency Aibali don't worry about it first." And that's just the first one. This second one, let's talk about war horses. Our Ming army came from southern Liaoning, the people were sleepy and the horses were lacking, the sons were tired and tired, and the horses were very damaged. However, for the sake of His Excellency Mang Gurtai, who are old acquaintances with our Li Shuai and Chen Shuai, I will give you a 20% discount! ”

As he spoke, Yang Miaocai's voice suddenly became cold, "On the side of the Zhenglan Banner, we need to compensate for 1,500 excellent war horses from the southern Liaoning side!" ”

"This ......"

Ai Bali opened his mouth wide, he was afraid that he would be able to swallow the football, and after a while, he knelt on the ground again, looked at Li Yuanqing, kowtowed vigorously and said, "Li Shuai, Li Shuai." This, this, you, you have such an attitude with the Ming army, this, how can this negotiation continue! If the minions take these demands back to the camp. The master is afraid, afraid that he will have to tear the slave alive! Li Shuai ......"

Li Yuanqing smiled faintly, "Your Excellency Aibali, negotiate." I want to sit down and talk. We, the southern Liaoning side, are only stating our position. If His Excellency Ibali thinks it's not appropriate, then there's no need to talk about it! We'll see you on the battlefield! ”

"Huh? This ......"

Aibali couldn't wait to slap herself in the big mouth.

This request for negotiation was originally put forward by him, and Mang Gurtai also trusted him very much, and gave him this opportunity to meet with Li Yuanqing.

But if he talks and thinks with his ass, he also knows the consequences.

Yang Miaocai had already understood at this time that in front of Li Yuanqing, this Aibali, even if it was Mang Gurtai, was just a bedbug, firmly trampled under Li Yuanqing's feet.

couldn't help laughing and said: "Your Excellency Aibali, as Li Shuai said, negotiation, it is natural to sit down and have a good talk." If Your Excellency feels that you can accept it, then you will accept it, and if you can't accept it, then we will see you on the battlefield! However, it was the official who said it too quickly just now. If you are willing to accept both of our conditions, we will also make some concessions to you. For example, return some of your Jurchen women, and a small number of Jurchen slaves. ”

"This ......"

Aiba Liden fell into deep thought.

Yang Miaocai secretly glanced at Li Yuanqing at this time.

Li Yuanqing nodded slowly.

Yang Miaocai smiled again: "By the way, Your Excellency Aibali, there is a third point. In order to express our sincerity, Li Shuai of my family sincerely invites His Excellency Mang Gurtai to go to a neutral place in front of him and interview in person! ”

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