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Not long after, the owner of Qingtaiyu Fort, Niu Luzhang Jingba Daru, who was under the command of the Yellow Banner, knelt down respectfully in front of Li Yuanqing, his forehead was on the ground, and he didn't dare to take a breath.

At this time, Badaru already knew that it was none other than the world-famous Li Yuanqing who conquered his fort.

Badaru is fifty-seven years old this year, and he has long passed the year of knowing the destiny of heaven, and he has already seen through such things as fighting and fighting.

Li Yuanqing's reputation and Li Yuanqing's style of acting are no longer a secret in the whole country of Houjin.

Although most of Badaru's body has been buried in the ground, he still doesn't want to die, let alone involve his sons, more than a dozen grandsons, and granddaughters to be buried with him.

Therefore, Badaru understands very well that in front of a tyrant like Li Yuanqing, playing tricks has no effect, and there is only a dead end.

In the past, there have been countless bloody cases in front of us.

Truly.

Those warriors have indeed stained their glory with blood and proved their bravery, but at this time, the grave grass on their clothed mounds is afraid that they will be as tall as one person......

Li Yuanqing lit a cigar, sat on a Taishi chair brought by the generals, and looked at the old tartar in front of him with interest.

His money rat braid has turned white, the front half of his head is full of old and oily folds, although his figure can barely see some of the shelves of Kong Wu back then, but at this time, it is just a withered old tree, a yellow flower after the rain, and he has entered the end of his life.

"Your Chinese is good. Keep your head up. Li Yuanqing smiled and spit out a mouthful of thick mist, although his words were light, but the majesty in it could never be questioned.

"Yes."

How dare Badaru be half a point of slackness? Busy raised his head slightly, glanced at Li Yuanqing respectfully, and lowered his eyes busily and humbly, never daring to look at Li Yuanqing.

Li Yuanqing smiled: "You have worked as an errand in Daming before? ”

Badaru was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly said respectfully: "Li Shuai clearly saw that in the middle of Wanli and when the slave was still young, he used to work as an errand under the Li family. ”

Li Yuanqing smiled and nodded, "Not bad." You can be regarded as a person who has been educated by the imperial court, so you should know some right and wrong, right? ”

Badaru hurriedly said respectfully: "Li Shuai, slave, it is true that the slave has been educated by the imperial court, but, but every family has a scripture that is difficult to read." The minions have no intention of resisting the Ming Dynasty, but it's a pity that ......"

Li Yuanqing smiled and waved his hand, "How many people are there in your castle?" How many fields and populations are there? ”

On the side, Yang Miaocai looked at Li Yuanqing as if he was doing a homely thing, and his brows couldn't help frowning tightly at the old Tartar's question.

Although Li Yuanqing's words didn't seem to have much strength, they were very ordinary, and they seemed to be a little fluttering, but Yang Miaocai could feel that the old tartar in front of him, looking at Li Yuanqing, looked at the fear in his eyes, but it seemed to be deep in the bone marrow.

It seems that even if he says a wrong word, Li Yuanqing will take his life immediately, and he can't resist at all.

It seems that in front of Li Yuanqing, he is like the most humble ant, and it is impossible to give birth to half of the strength to resist.

This...... That's really ......

Yang Miaocai suddenly remembered a rumor that circulated in Daming in the early years.

Legend has it that when the Li family in Shenyang was at its peak, Li Chengliang inadvertently let out a fart and scared a Mongolian Taiji to death......

Originally, Yang Miaocai thought that this must be a joke made out of nothing, just to add to other people's jokes.

How can a fart scare people to death?

This must be a shameless one, who wants to hug the thighs of the Li family, and is just a faceless and skinless sycophant.

But ~~, at this time, the reality of being alive was in front of him, and a trace of indescribable strangeness suddenly rose in Yang Miaocai's heart.

Now.

Although this Li family is not the Li family, the prestige of these two masters, even if there is a gap, right? I'm afraid, I'm afraid...... It's not much different, is it?

If so, then ......

For a moment, Yang Miaocai only felt the cold sweat oozing out of his back.

He originally thought that he was a talented man of the Three Jin Dynasty, an upstart in Donglin, and a leader among the young generation of literati in the Ming Dynasty.

But at this time......

Yang Miaocai couldn't stop laughing in his heart.

He thought that he had already experienced brutal political ~ struggle, and he could already see everything lightly and humiliated.

It's a pity.

It's ridiculous.

In the face of really strong power, in front of really strong strength~~, those humble and small means that are like dog meat that can't be put on the big table, what is it?

I'm afraid it's really not as good as a fart......

At this time, Li Yuanqing had already listened to Badalu's explanation of the situation in Qingtaiyubao, nodded slowly, and said with a smile: "Jurchens, I have seen a lot. However, you are the first one who is so proficient in government affairs. ”

"The minions don't dare."

Badaru's head drooped lower, and old tears flowed out, "Li Shuai, the two countries are fighting, each for its own master." Li Shuai, the slave is an old bone, and he is by no means a belligerent person, but, but the general trend is like this, and the slave has no choice...... Li Shuai, you, you can go and inquire, for the Han slaves under the command of the minions, the minions have never had any abuse. Li Shuai, the slave knows, you, you have a chest as wide as Changshengtian, I implore Li Shuai, you can spare the life of the slave family. The slave is willing to be a cow and a horse to repay Li Shuai's kindness......"

Seeing that Badalu's snot and tears were dripping onto the soil under his feet, Chen Zhong, who was enjoying a cigar with Erlang's legs crossed, couldn't help but take a sip: "Old dog, your kung fu to beg for mercy is not weak!" Co-author, all the mistakes are the fault of Huang Taiji, and it has nothing to do with you? ”

"Huh? Chen Shuai, this ......"

Badaru wanted to explain, but he didn't know how to explain it for a while, and looked at Li Yuanqing like a pleading.

Li Yuanqing smiled and waved his hand, signaling Chen Zhong to stop talking, and said with a smile: "You don't have to be so nervous. There is a wrong, and there is a debtor. Whoever commits the iniquity will be held responsible. I see that these horses you have are good, and I can see that you are also a horse lover. ”

Chen Zhong also understood what Li Yuanqing meant at this time, and couldn't help but smile and shake his head, and took a hard puff of his cigar.

Compared to his brother, he is really a little, a little too simple and crude......

How did Li Yuanqing teach him before?

Chen Zhong scratched his head vigorously, and suddenly remembered, before~ play.

That's right, it's the pre~play.

In Li Yuanqing's previous explanation, life is actually like that...... It's always necessary to be more patient, rather than simply and rudely entering the rhythm as soon as you come up......

As the saying goes, 'the ruler is short, the inch is long', and many things are mutual.

When you're cool, why not make your own women feel better?

For example, at this time, if he is like Chen Zhong, he will be irritable when he comes up, I'm afraid, even if this old Tartar knows the secret of the sweat and blood BMW, I am afraid it will be difficult to explain it in detail.

However, at this time, Li Yuanqing is in charge of this rhythm, and this old Tartar has not run away.

At this time, hearing Li Yuanqing suddenly mention the horse, Badaru's old eyes couldn't help but light up.

He suddenly remembered that in addition to pleading, he also had another huge life-saving trick, and hurriedly said: "Li Shuai, you are smiling." At the age of ten, the slave was enslaved in Mongolia, serving cattle, horses, and livestock, and it has been almost forty years. Slaves still have some experience in raising horses. ”

Li Yuanqing smiled, "Ma is a baby." I love it and I love being with horses. However, I'm curious, you're just a Niu Lu Zhangjing, why did you get such a treasure as a sweaty BMW? Well? Or a stallion? ”

Although Li Yuanqing's voice was not loud, Badaru clearly felt the power in it.

On the side, although Chen Zhong was a little irritable, he could clearly see from the spicy eyes of Badaru that if Chen Zhong wanted to kill him, as long as he sold the sweat and blood BMW, Chen Zhong would definitely take the bait, and he would never dare to kill him easily, he would have a lot of buffer.

But Li Yuanqing is far from being comparable to Chen Zhong.

It's been such a long time, although Li Yuanqing has always had a harmless smile on his face, which seems to be approachable and easy to get along with, but Badaru can feel that behind Li Yuanqing's gentle smile, his heart, his will, I am afraid that it is ten times more resolute than Chen Zhong!

If you want to fool Li Yuanqing, it's really an old birthday star who eats arsenic~ Frost ------ thinks he has a long life.

After pondering for a moment and sorting out his thoughts, Badaru hurriedly said: "Li Shuai, you are an expert." The minions will never dare to hide it from you. Sweat and blood BMW, that is definitely the dragon among horses, one in a million. Minions aren't bragging. In the whole Dajin, there are more than a dozen sweaty horses, but there is only one minion. ”

Li Yuanqing smiled and nodded, but did not answer, quietly waiting for Badalu's next words.

The origin of sweat and blood BMW is mainly in Kazakhstan, Uzbekistan, Turkmenistan, a piece of Central Asia, especially Turkmenistan.

If it was the Mengyuan period, the huge golden family would make some sweat and blood, it would really not be a problem.

But at this time, the Golden Family has already lost control of the Baikal region, that is, Lin Dan Khan, if you want to get a bloody BMW, it definitely needs to take a lot of thought.

Not to mention, stallions.

Throughout the ages, in order to compete for this dragon among horses, I don't know how many wars have taken place.

The most famous is that Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty used a saddle made of pure gold to exchange for a bloody stallion with the Dawan Kingdom, which controlled Central Asia at that time.

But Dawan finally rejected this proposal, and on the way back to Chang'an, the Han envoy sent someone to intercept and kill the Han envoy and snatch the golden saddle.

When Emperor Wu of Han learned the news, he immediately burst into a thunderbolt.

In later generations, 'those who offend my Chinese will be punished even if they are far away', it seems to have become a joke.

But ~, for Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, who shouted this slogan, it can be said that he was 'desperate and martial', this was simply a big excuse for him.

Not long after, Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty ordered his brother-in-law, the general of the Han Dynasty, Haixi Hou Li Guangli, to lead an army of 100,000 to conquer the Great Wan Kingdom.

It truly explains what 'the Son of Heaven is angry, and millions of corpses are ambushed'.

Li Guangli set out on his first expedition, although he suffered defeat and suffered heavy losses.

However, Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty did not give up at all, and three years later, he continued to take Li Guangli as his commander, led 60,000 elite soldiers, and continued to conquer the Great Wan Kingdom.

At that time, it coincided with the domestic coup d'état in Dawan Kingdom, Li Guangli even beat and scolded, slapped and sweet dates together, and in the end, got what he wanted, exchanged for more than a dozen excellent stallions, mares, and obtained more than 3,000 medium male and mares, which greatly increased the strength of the Han cavalry.

During the Mengyuan period, because of the strength of the Mengyuan Dynasty, it controlled the Central Asian region for a long time, especially the Mongols who liked horses and loved horses, and the army was full of a large number of sweat and blood horses, which made great contributions to the Mongol warriors' expeditions.

It's a pity that when I arrived in Daming, everything was breezy and bleak, as if it was drifting away with the wind.

Don't say it's a bloody horse, it's an excellent stout Mongolian horse, and it's hard to find a horse.

At this time, Badaru wanted to sell a pass and increase some of his capital, but found that Li Yuanqing did not fall for him at all, and Badaru would never dare to be cautious anymore, so he could only explain respectfully and decently.

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