"Are you sure it's the Wesa Fox?" Even the hesitant Boyan Timur couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and ask sharply.

"Back to the prime minister, the villain can see it clearly, it is indeed the Weisha fox, as well as nearly a hundred guards of Princess Naren, and dozens of Han people." The guard replied loudly.

"Let's go!" Boyan Timur lifted his placket, and Fang Zi hurriedly walked forward a few steps, but he couldn't help but be stunned. "General Shaobu, you go, on behalf of the old man, please invite the Ming envoy to come."

Shaobu, who originally saw Boyan Timur's pause, hadn't reacted to why he was like this, but as soon as Boyan Timur's words came out, Wanfu Shaobu already understood it.

"Don't worry, the prime minister will treat each other with courtesy." After Shaobu saluted Naboyan Timur, he strode towards the outside of the big tent. Not a lot of effort, dark skin, burly body, two arms are longer than ordinary people, but there is no awkwardness, but it gives people an incomparably flexible and agile sense of Mongolian Han walked into the hall under the guidance of that Shaobu.

"The fox of Weisha has seen the Prime Minister." Seeing the Boyan Timur sitting according to the case, the Weisha fox bowed respectfully to the Boyan Timur and said.

"Weisha, the county lord is in Xuanfu, but Zeng Antai." Boyan Timur's eyes looked up and down at this sharpshooter on the steppe who was once as famous as the Xibugutai of the Horqin Tribe. My heart was filled with an indescribable emotion.

As the most famous in Eastern Mongolia, Xibu Gutai has been killed by Yexian, and as the most powerful and equally famous marksman in Western Mongolia, Weisha Fox followed Nana Ren to the place where the Han people lived.

Originally, the Warat Empire had the opportunity to gather these two great marksmen, but his third brother did not give Xibu Gutai, who had already laid down his weapons and surrendered, any chance to defend himself, and killed them on the spot.

In the eyes of the two of them, perhaps, the entire prairie should have been recklessly acted by them, but unfortunately, it is a pity that he was unable to persuade the two of them after all, so that in the blink of an eye, the flourishing Ross clan fell into such a fate today.

It was just a short moment, but Boyan Timur turned so many thoughts, although his face did not show anything, but after all, he let out a few breaths of decay and weakness.

-------------------- "Back to the prime minister, His Royal Highness the county lord is living very well in the Xuan Mansion, His Majesty the emperor loves the county lord very much, and the emperor's wife is also like a sister to the county lord. The Weisha fox looked at Boyan Timur, who had only been seen for a few months, but seemed to have aged for dozens of years all of a sudden, and couldn't help but sigh a little in his heart, but his tone still seemed so modest and respectful.

"Yes, that's good, after all, she is the most beloved sister of our three brothers, and I don't think that Zhu Qizhen will dare to treat ...... lightly" When this sentence came to this, Boyan Timur couldn't help but be stunned, and his face was a little embarrassed and sad, and now he really didn't have any confidence to say such things.

Rather, the captain next to him, Bayar, cleared his throat and stood up and saluted the Fox of Navesha. "I heard that now you are the envoy of His Majesty the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, I don't know why you are here today?"

"I have been ordered by His Majesty the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty to discuss the truce between the Ming Dynasty and Warat." Originally, when they heard that the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty had sent an envoy, a glimmer of hope rose in their hearts, but they could not imagine that the Weisha Fox did not mention any embarrassing conditions at the beginning, but he told the people present that the hole cards of His Majesty the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, how could this not be surprising?

When Boyan Timur heard this, his eyebrows couldn't help jumping, and his eyes stared at the Weisha fox for a long time, and then he slowly popped out a sentence from between his teeth: "His Majesty the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, what conditions does he have?" ”

"This is the letter that Your Majesty sent me to the Prime Minister, and you can see it at a glance, Your Excellency." But the fox just took out an envelope sealed with fire paint from his bosom and respectfully offered it with both hands.

Commander Tengger strode forward, took the letter in his hand, looked at it, and respectfully handed it to Boyan Timur's desk. Boyan Timur's eyes stared at the familiar handwriting on the envelope, and in his mind, he couldn't help but think of Zhu Qizhen's handsome face and those eyes that seemed to be impossible to see through forever.

After taking a deep breath, Boyan Timur broke the fire paint on the mouth of the letter, opened the envelope, and when he saw the contents of the letter that was only two pages long, Boyan's face showed a somewhat strange and ugly smile. "This is what your Majesty has asked for?"

"Exactly. Although I don't know what the letter is about, His Majesty the Emperor has told me before the arrival of the little one that as long as you are willing to protect the Ross clan and let the surname Ross continue to exist for a long time, then please believe that His Majesty will keep his promise. Weisha Fox replied respectfully.

And the letter in the hands of Boyan Timur quickly turned around in the hands of the generals and ministers of the Juros clan in the hall, and returned to the desk, and everyone's expressions were the same as when Nayan Timur first read the contents of the letter.

"If the old man agrees, then in the future, won't I become a puppet of the Ming Dynasty?" Boyan Timur took a deep breath and said in a deep voice. Fingers tapped softly on the desk. His gaze slowly wandered on the faces of the fox and the two Han people who followed him into the hall.

And in the end, Wei Mingtong, who was the deputy envoy of the Naweisha fox, stood up at this moment and gave a deep salute to Na Boyan Timur: "Prime Minister, my Majesty the Emperor has said that the prestige of the Ross clan is now lost, and it is in danger of extinction. ”

"Although there are 20,000 elites in the Guls clan, no matter which direction they want to escape from, I'm afraid it will be even more difficult, there are Dzungar tribes in the west, and there are Duoyan Sanwei in the east, and in Mobei, those tribes also regard the Ross clan as mortal enemies."

"There is only one tribe that can slow down the progress of the Ross clan, and there will be countless tribes that rush up, like wolves, and will completely engulf the last bit of bloodline of the Ross clan." Wei Mingtong's words made the expressions of the generals and ministers of the Rose Clan present all look extremely ugly, but they couldn't find a rebuttal, let alone jump out of the two hundred and five shouting and saying tough words.

After all, everyone understands that now, only the Ming Dynasty, this behemoth, is the last straw that saved the lives of the remnants of the Ross clan before they drowned.

After -------------------- Wei Mingtong finished saying that, he paused slightly, and said earnestly to the silent Boyan Timur: "My lord and my majesty the emperor are close friends, when you know that your majesty the emperor has a promise and submits to my Ming, it is not without any benefits, and I hope that the prime minister will investigate it carefully." ”

In the room, the breathing could be heard, and after Wei Mingtong closed his mouth and retreated behind the Weisha fox, there was already silence in the entire big tent, and all the people were secretly calculating, but their eyes also fell on the body of Boyan Timur, who had not spoken, frowned tightly, as if calculating the gains and losses, hoping that he could make a decision as soon as possible, so that the Zhuros clan could get a way to survive.

"My sister, I don't know how many months I've been pregnant?" Boyan Timur took a deep breath and asked in a deep voice.

"Back to the Prime Minister, His Royal Highness the County Lord has been pregnant for three months." Weisha Fox replied quickly. And the surrounding generals and ministers of the Ross clan heard the answer between the two, and the heart and liver that had been hanging to the throat finally fell back to its original position, in a word, since Boyan Timur asked this, it has already shown that he agreed to the most important one here.

It turned out that everyone was also worried, for fear that Yan Timur would also have ambitions and have to become the patriarch of the Tsuros clan, or rather, to succeed Nayexian and forcibly ascend to the throne of Navarat, so that the Tyros clan would not have any way out at all.

Boyan Timur's face still did not have the slightest hint of relaxation, his eyes burned at the three people in front of him, and continued to ask: "The surname of His Majesty the Emperor Taishang of the Heavenly Dynasty, the subordinates know it, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a promise of gold, but now, he is only the Emperor Taishang after all, and the covenant between him and my Ross clan, Da Ming, can you agree?" ”

"His Majesty the Emperor has said that as long as the Ross clan is willing to bow down and be a vassal, I will definitely keep my promise, and as for the problems you are worried about, it is expected that it will not be a problem in a long time." Wei Mingtong's voice was not high, and this sentence fell into the ears of the generals and ministers of the Rose Clan, which only made them a little more confused.

However, it fell on the ears of Na Boyan Timur, but it was like a thunderclap, and his heart seemed to be turning over the river and the sea, Boyan Timur's eyes suddenly opened, and then narrowed into two thin slits, looking at Wei Mingtong with a calm and calm expression.

He knew that since Wei Mingtong was the deputy envoy and Wei Sha Fox was the main envoy, it was actually just a means for Zhu Qizhen to express his goodwill to the Rose clan and to himself, but Wei Mingtong was able to say this, which at least showed that Zhu Qizhen, His Majesty the Emperor, who had abdicated the throne, was afraid that he really had a great grasp of regaining the throne.

“…… If, we, the Ross clan, agree to His Majesty's conditions, then what should we do next? Boyan Timur sat back on the throne and spoke slowly.

(To be continued)