The joy and pleasure at the corners of his mouth that could no longer be concealed, the smile that bloomed from his delicate face, even Zhu Qizhen, a traverser, couldn't help but swaying for a while, and even shouted obediently, she is really a girl who attaches equal importance to beauty and wisdom, well, beautiful girl.

Several other women couldn't help but secretly praise in their hearts, this Wan Zhen'er is really worthy of the word stunning, such a smile adds to the sense of amazement, and that Qian Yiniang looked at the sweet smile and joy Wan Zhen'er thoughtfully, and the corner of her mouth showed a faint meaningful smile.

And at this moment, Zhu Qizhen is already instructing the Qian Zhong right-hand man to rush to Bazhou and take Wan Zhen'er's family to live in Xuanfu, at least, it can also give Wan Zhen'er a reason to stay and serve with peace of mind, Zhu Qizhen has always believed that if you want the horse to run, you have to feed the horse. Naturally, you have to make plans for your subordinates, a woman like Wan Zhen'er, a high-ranking official Houlu doesn't seem to be very suitable, so naturally she has to play the emotional card.

After ordering Qian Zhong, Zhu Qizhen said to these mothers-in-law, and hurried to the side hall, he didn't have time to delay such people, since there was a way, the sooner the implementation was better. And after Wan Zhen'er also saluted several imperial concubines, she quickly followed with her skirt. The fluttering skirt and the fluttering emerald skirt brought out a light and bright scenery in the mottled yellow.

Zhu Qizhen, who was walking forward, heard the strange scene behind him, and couldn't help but turn his head, and saw Wan Zhen'er coming, slightly stunned, and the pace of the fast couldn't help but slow down a little, and after Wan Zhen'er caught up, he walked towards the side hall where Yuan Bin and the others were...... Over seventy years old, but still burly, no less than a young man, still able to swing a sword on the iron horse, kill the strong enemy of the old Ah Ra at the moment in his main tent, caressing his snow-white brows, listening to the latest news brought by the subordinate from the royal court golden horde.

“…… Under the persuasion of Na Boyan Pingzhang, the Great Khan had already agreed to give up the position of Grand Master. Prepare to wait for next month, issue the Great Khan's order, and Zhao Da General you will enter the gold account and take over the post of Taishi. The subordinate's face was filled with joy and excitement. The voice of the general will be recited throughout the steppe, and your deeds will be spread to the distant Western Khanate along with the Dzungar Tribe......"

Hearing this, the old man raised the marigold in front of the case, poured a full cup of liquor, and then smiled contentedly: "Hehe, okay, the old man sold his life for them, and when he was old, he suffered the pain of losing his son. ”

When -------------------- heard this, the nobles and leaders of the tribes who were originally cheering in the tent couldn't help but show a little anger on their faces. How can these people not know the truth of things. The same Dzungar tribe should have united in the face of foreign enemies, but since the conquest of the steppe, what they have done has really made them, a member of the Dzungar department, feel extra cold.

Ah Ra, this is an old general who has made great achievements in the establishment of the Watt Spur Empire with his father and son, but in old age, he was humiliated by the brothers of Na Ye Xian, and even his two most beloved sons died tragically under the butcher's knife of the king of Nasaikan, not to mention outsiders, even the people of the Dzungar Department can not look at it.

"Of course, old patriarch, it's not that I'm talking too much, in fact, our lord Erqing clan now has the most powerful soldiers in Dzungar, with the sharpest scimitars and hard bows, and our warriors are not inferior to the Gols clan, why should we let the Lords ride on our heads?" A fierce man with a face full of meat and a mouth full of fat stood up and spoke loudly. "Aren't you sad and angry to see your son die at the hands of that evil wolf of the King of Nasaikan?!"

"Enough! Tieler, you don't speak, no one when you are dumb. A gray-haired old man stood up and shouted angrily at Natieler, who snorted stupidly, "If you don't say it, you won't say it, but I pity my two good brothers, who did not die at the hands of the enemy, but at the hands of our allegially loyal masters." ”

......At this time, after hearing Natieler's complaints, the expression on his face was extremely ugly, and A's voice revealed a sense of old gloom: "You and Amur, Agudammu are the best brothers, and you are angry for them." The old man can understand and understand, but you shouldn't blame me. When he said the last sentence, the eyes that were originally squinted suddenly opened, and the old Ah Ra, who still looked old and depressed, suddenly turned into a vicious tiger who chose to devour people.

The fierce light flashing in the old eyes, as well as the tiger power that had accumulated over the years, made everyone in the tent can't help but hang their heads, like wolves bowing down to their leader. Even an unruly young warrior like Tiele had to hang his head as a sign of submission to the seventy-year-old man.

Old Ah Ra stood up and patted his still strong chest, and the old but still fierce wolf-like voice echoed in the big tent: "In my heart, it is not only my two sons, but also our lord Erqing clan, I must be responsible for our lord Erqing clan, I don't want our lord Erqing clan to be like those powerful clans in the Dzungar tribe in the past, because of the rebellion of the father and son, and from strength to decline, and finally, even become a slave without a surname and freedom!" ”

Hearing the words of the old Ala, some of the people present who were still stupid were silent, yes, the fighting within the Dzungar Ministry has never stopped, and those who survived are the witnesses of history.

"How did our lord Erqing clan get to where they are today? In addition to stepping on the corpses of those other tribes, there are also a lot of corpses and blood of the Dzungar tribe, have you all forgotten how the father and son treated the rebels? Ara's voice was not high, but the sadness and indignation that came from there filled the whole tent.

"Do you think I don't want to avenge my son's revenge? The young eagle has just soared in the blue sky, and its wings have been broken by the murderer, do you think I don't feel distressed? "With this, Ara's tiger eyes couldn't help but burst into tears." My bravest Agudam, my smartest Amur, they all died at the hands of the King of Saikan, every time I think of them, my heart feels as if it has been hollowed out, but now, the Golos clan has a royal court, and all the tribes are under its silver might, no one dares to stand up at all, together with our lord Erqing clan, with my lord Erqing clan alone, maybe I can have the strength to fight with the Queros clan, but have you ever thought about it, what if those people don't have the courage to resist first? ”

"At that time, it is not only the old man's son who will die, but the blood and blood of my lord Erqing's clan, and thousands of warriors of my lord's Erqing clan, do you know it?!" Ah Ra's hand slammed heavily on the table, shaking the marigolds on the table to the side, and then fell on the steps, clanging and clanging, and the atmosphere in the big tent was even more heavy and gloomy.

-------------------- "I'm sorry, it was Tiele who drank too much and said stupid things, and please ask the old patriarch to punish me." Tieler, who had been awakened by the drunkenness, bowed down in the big tent with a face of shame, and apologized to the old patriarch who had suffered the pain of losing his son for the sake of the entire tribe.

Old Ah Ra took a deep breath, his eyes swept over everyone, and his voice became more and more cold: "Okay, get up." It's also your fault, young eagles, always want to be able to fly freely in the blue sky, unrestrained. Don't worry, Tieler, as long as the old man becomes a master, when the time comes, the old man has his own way to win people's hearts, so that more people can stand on the side of our lord Erqing, so that everyone can see the true face of Na Yexian. One day, our Lord Erqing's clan will have that day, let our Lord Erqing's warriors soar freely in the grassland sky......"

Hearing this, everyone couldn't help but have a bit of excitement and joy on their faces. In the big tent, dozens of nobles and leaders all bowed to the ground, gritted their teeth and shouted in unison: "Immortal Heaven is above, we will swear to follow the patriarch to the death, not to destroy the Ross clan, and not to be human." ”

"Patriarch, patriarch......" At this time, suddenly from outside the camp gate, there were one after another rapid shouts, and the agitated old Ah Ra took a deep breath, calmed down the excitement in his heart, and shouted softly: "What's the matter?" Come in and talk. ”

"Patriarch, His Majesty the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, sent an envoy to my lord Erqing's pasture, saying that he wanted to hear that the patriarch was going to be promoted to the position of the Taishi of the Tile Thorn, and specially sent an envoy to the patriarch." The sword-wielding warrior rushed out of the tent and fell to the ground, telling the news with a look of joy and excitement.

And the first time he heard the news, Ah Ra and everyone in the big tent couldn't help but look shocked in unison. "What did you say?!"

The warrior was slightly stunned, but quickly repeated the good news he had just heard. "This, what the hell is going on? ......" Aro sat back in his chair in disbelief, rubbing his brow. "Although there is an intersection between the old man and the emperor, and there are many exchanges, but after the last time the old man led the army to chase and kill, I am afraid that no amount of affection will be gone, why is he so? It's hard to figure out......"

"I think it's because the patriarch you are about to become the Taishi, a figure under one person and above ten thousand people. He, the emperor of the Ming Dynasty who has lost power, naturally wants to slap in with you. Someone in the tent stroked his full beard, and said with a look of satisfaction.

(To be continued)