"In the past, I wanted to send Your Majesty back to Ming, but it took a lot of time to raise money, but I couldn't send Your Majesty back to Ming in person, and I regret it very much, and I hope Your Majesty will forgive your sins." Boyan Timur's expression was sincere, and his eyes were earnest, like a good student who was explaining his reason for being late to the teacher.

Zhu Qizhen was not annoyed, through this high wall, raised his eyebrows and smiled: "The heart of the thorn up and down, I know it, Qing and others want to send me to return to the south, I don't know, but the queen mother is old, the emperor is young, I return to my heart like an arrow, so that when I left in a hurry, I forgot to say goodbye to you, it is really a shocking thing, now Boyan Pingzhang came to the south, just to solve my long-cherished wish, I hope that Boyan can present my debt for me." ”

"I also hope that Brother You will rely on, he said, if I have time, I should invite a few brothers to come to my Ming Dynasty for a gathering, and I should set up a banquet to sweep the couch to welcome, so that Brother Ru will stay and forget to return, and do not think of returning to the north."

Hearing this, all the people in the city have a sense of relief, although now they can't really arrest people to the Ming Dynasty, but it is appropriate to occupy the mouth, and it is also quite able to relieve the civilian, military and civilian people above the city, especially the cultural people with deep cultural skills in Yiyin can't help but dance with their eyebrows and smile.

Hearing this, after arriving at the city at the beginning, although he had a low-eyebrow and pleasing expression, Boyan Timur, who still had a proud taste in his every move, word and deed, couldn't help but stagnate. A little annoyance floated on his cheeks: "Your Majesty's words are very kind, if there is a chance in the future, my three brothers will definitely personally bring the armor soldiers to the south again, and when they visit the realm of Tumu Fort again, Your Majesty can still greet them in person." ”

"Presumptuous! You ......" Wang Jinchang couldn't help but be furious when he heard this, and pointed like a sword, pointing directly at the city under Boyan Timur and shouting angrily, but was stopped by Zhu Qizhen raising his hand.

Looking at this unruly first strategist of the Tile Thorn, the smile on Zhu Qizhen's face was still the same, and his sharp gaze looked directly at the sky in the distance, bearing behind him, just like under the city of Xuanfu and by the moat of the Jingshi, he was as arrogant and stubborn. "The defeat of Tumubao and the loss of 200,000 elites are all the fault of one person, not the fault of the Ming military ministers."

The banner is fierce in the air, the soldiers are pointing directly at the sky, above and below the city, everyone is silent, and a pair of eyes are gathered on the emperor's body. "A mistake like mine, Da Ming will only make it once, and will never make it a second time, if you have the courage to come, just come. I am in the Huanghuang Heavenly Empire, and those who come to congratulate should be treated with courtesy, and if they come to be thieves, they should be attacked with soldiers! ”

Boyan Timur sneered and shouted several times: "I control hundreds of thousands of strings, and I dare not come south to the Central Plains to herd horses." ”

"Boyan Pingzhang, don't forget, you Yuanmeng was in the Central Plains back then, dominating the world, and the country was established on the land of my China in a hurry for less than a hundred years, and there were millions of people who controlled the strings, and they were still chased by my Chinese heroes, why?" Zhu Qizhen's voice became more and more high, and with the flying and sweeping flag, it fluttered in the sky above the Xuan Mansion.

-------------------- "The former Song Dynasty can't be ashamed of Xue Jingkang, but that is the former Song Dynasty, not my majestic Ming."

I am not the old man who was dying, weeping all day long, and was buried in the hands of strangers.

I am Zhu Qizhen, the continuation of the bloodline of Emperor Taizu, who drove the Mongols out of the Central Plains with a hoe and kitchen knife; It is the descendant of Emperor Shizu who killed the Mongols so much that he did not even dare to set foot in Monan, and was willing to bow down to the feet of my Ming Dynasty and call him a tribute......"

The words were like needles piercing the eyes and hearts of the tens of thousands of soldiers and civilians present.

also made Boyan Timur and others change color in unison, but they were speechless. Yes, this is the Ming Dynasty, this is the people of China who have been bullied by Yuanmeng for decades, and they have straightened their backs with difficulty and stood up again, not only overthrowing the Yuanmeng who have enslaved the Chinese nation for decades, but also killing them for decades Only dare to shrink in Mobei, only dare to ride the Ming Dynasty from the south.

"Long live His Majesty the Emperor Taishang, long live, long live!" Hearing this, Yuan Bin, who was full of excitement, ran to the ground and shouted loudly, and then, ten, hundreds, and ten thousand people worshipped, and the sound of shouting from the heart shook the old ashes on the city gate tower and fell, and the tiles were chestnut.

The banner of the Great Ming Dragon in the sky swept with the wind, and the stretched golden dragon seemed to be shuttling in the clouds, with eyes like electricity and sharp claws like hooks, as if it was about to wake up, break away, and jump into the air.

"This Nanban Heavenly Son, who does he think he is?!" The face of the general who was lying on Na Boyan's side turned purple, and his eyes were full of hideous and fierce light.

Boyan Timur took a deep breath, and stared at the vicious gaze, "Captain Laishan, he is Zhu Qizhen, the great tomorrow who was captured in the army by my tile, and now it is said that the old man is really a little worried about the future, if there is really a time to let him gain power, I am afraid that I am the grassland, and I am afraid that there will be no more peace......"

Although it was for the sake of the prosperity of the thorns, Boyan Timur happily came south and cooperated with Zhu Qizhen to perform a play, but Yuanmeng's pride made Boyan Timur unable to let go, so that there was finally this verbal debate, although it was only the benefit of the tongue, but Zhu Qizhen's spicy sharp mouth once again made Boyan Timur taste the bitterness of failure.

Looking at the thunderous shouts of those Ming soldiers and civilians as if they had won a great victory, a banner was displayed above the city, and looking at the excitement and worship of the Ming iron horsemen on the left and right, Boyan Timur sincerely felt indescribably humiliated and annoyed.

Seeing that Boyan and the others fell into an embarrassing silence, looking at the surrounding civil and military forces and the passionate expressions and laughter of the soldiers and civilians not far away, Zhu Qizhen's heart was secretly refreshed, and he raised his hand without revealing a single bit, and soon, the city and the city fell into silence again. "I almost forgot to ask Boyan Pingzhang, I don't know what happened to your trip today?"

After just a few breaths, the expression on his face returned to normal, and he replied respectfully: "Your Majesty is returning to the south, the trip is too hurried, so that I have left a lot of utensils and utensils, as well as a dry waiter. ”

"Boyan Pingzhang has a heart, and the thorn can treat my subordinates well, and I am very comforted." Zhu Qizhen had already seen the dozens of men dressed as Han people in the team, took a deep breath to suppress his excitement, and said loudly: "He said, if the tile spur is at war with my Ming Dynasty, if it is captured by my Ming Dynasty, as long as I have the ability, I will not lose my surname and life, and I will not lose my husband and father if I lose my wife, and my father will not die in return for my life." ”

"Your Majesty can cherish this wind of benevolence and virtue, and show the majesty of my Heavenly Empire, which is a great good." A civilian official stepped out of the crowd and praised him again and again, but he didn't want to, and the military attachés and generals who were not far away on the other side pouted in unison.

Zhu Qizhen took in these civil and military expressions in his eyes, and secretly laughed in his heart, where did they know the deep meaning of what they did, human resources, although they belong to renewable resources, but if there are foreign people, why use my Ming toiling people?

It can not only reduce the suffering of the common people's labor, but also not raise prisoners of war in vain, even if they are sold for silver, it is also worth the price, of course, this kind of human trafficker concept Zhu Qizhen will naturally not shout here, unless when the Ming Dynasty only has him, the son of heaven, becomes the real power of the Ming Dynasty, and is not subject to the constraints of civil officials.

-------------------- the gate of Xuanfu City slowly opened, Zhu Qizhen insisted on going downstairs to greet him, everyone had no choice but to follow closely, and the elite soldiers of the brigade wearing armor and holding swords and shields were already dense on both sides of the drawbridge and extended to the end of the moat.

The arrival of these elite Ming infantry soldiers caused a lot of stirring among the Tile Thorn Mission, but they were quickly suppressed by the shouting and scolding of Boyan and others, but the pair of vigilant eyes, as well as the big hand that was full of calluses, had already grasped the handle of the scimitar on the waist, or the bow on horseback, had already made the atmosphere suddenly appear stagnant.

However, as Zhu Qizhen gradually walked away with a calm smile, this depressing atmosphere suddenly disappeared. And when one person couldn't wait to cross the crowd and rush towards Naboyan Timur and the others, the hostility of the Watters disappeared completely, except for the Boyan Timur, who opened his arms and stepped forward to greet him with a happy face, the rest of the people bowed to the ground. "See His Royal Highness the County Lord."

With the fierce gallop, the wavy blonde hair that had been tied in the turban also loosened, rippling with the rhythm of the golden brilliance. Whether it is the people in the city, or the civil and military soldiers under the city, they can't help but pay attention to this delicate woman with hair color different from that of the Han people.

At this time, the story of the Son of Heaven admired by a tile spur county lord who had already been circulating in Xuanfu for a long time, and then the tile spur county lord even betrayed his brother and the country in order to rescue Zhu Qizhen, and now the final mystery has finally been revealed.

Naren, who had tears on her face, threw herself into the arms of Na Boyan Timur, and cried loudly wantonly, she did not regret what she had done, but for her brother who loved her, that kind of blood and fat family affection made her can't help it at the moment.

"Silly girl, okay, the second brother knows that you are wronged, at the beginning, the second brother actually wanted to be good for you, alas...... It's all to blame on the second brother. Boyan Timur couldn't help but choke up a little with a bag of tears. Come, let the second brother see if he has lost weight. ”

"The little flower that pestered the eldest brother and the second brother every day has finally bloomed." Looking at the corners of her eyebrows and eyes, Naren, who had faded away from the girl's youthfulness and had a little more of a woman's charm, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes for Naren, and Boyan Timur couldn't help but sigh with relief.

"Brother...... turned his eyes and saw that Zhu Qizhen stopped a few feet away, looked at him with a smile, turned his head, and saw the helplessness and doting on his brother's round face, and the shame on his face couldn't help but increase a few points.

"Hehehe, okay, second brother don't talk about it, this time, your eldest brother ordered, let me bring you all the things that should be prepared for you, your favorite carved bow, and the good horse you left in the herd, your scimitar ......" One thing by one, although it is not in front of him, but Boyan Timur is like a treasure, and Nan Naren's eyes are filled with tears again. Turning his face in disguise, he walked towards the cart that was guarded in the middle of the horse team, and said without looking back: "I'll go and see first, second brother, you can talk to Your Majesty." ”

Looking at the girl's slender back, Boyan Timur sighed softly, the thoughts of her daughter's family are tied to Zhu Qizhen, the big tomorrow, after all, and she can't pull it back.

Turning his head, Fang Cai stopped a few zhang away gentlemanly, and Zhu Qizhen, who was telling each other about their parting feelings, straightened his robe and walked slowly, and those who had already rushed over from the rear of the team, in order to cover up Zhu Qizhen and others, Wei Mingtong and Nian Ning and others who took the initiative to stay behind to take on the cover task.

Although they did not suffer any torture and embarrassment after Zhu Qizhen left, more than a month of captivity and psychological pressure made these dozens of people look haggard and have unspeakable exhaustion in their expressions. But at this moment, they were all red-eyed, prostrated on the ground and choked up.

Looking at this face, which was obviously much more haggard than more than a month ago, Zhu Qizhen's eyes were also hot, and he couldn't care about competing with Na Boyan Timur anymore, strode forward, and personally helped Na Wei Mingtong and the others up one by one. "Ladies and gentlemen, you have been wronged for me. When you enter the city first, you will raise some well, and after that, there will be a great time......"

After some sighing, Yuan Bin and the others hurriedly beckoned people to lure them back to the city to rest first, and Zhu Qizhen's eyes fell on the Tile Thorn cavalry who escorted Wei Mingtong and others from the rear team, and couldn't help but be slightly stunned, these people looked very familiar.

"Your Majesty must remember them." Seeing this, Boyan Timur couldn't help but smile and pointed to those tile spur cavalry.

"Offson, it's you?" After Zhu Qizhen saw Tuo Erson's familiar face appear in his sight, he knew who these people were, and he really didn't expect that Boyan Timur actually brought over this group of tile thorn elites who had been used to watch him.

"His Majesty the Emperor Solsun meets His Majesty the Emperor Taishang." Detachment saw the stunned look on Zhu Qizhen's face, instead of the kind of indignation and annoyance, his heart was slightly relieved, and he immediately bowed respectfully.

(To be continued)