“…… I think Your Majesty should also know that your Ming Dynasty's Jingshi is my Dayuan's Yanjing, and now, I hope Your Majesty can take care of the people in the world, order the Ming Court, and give me most of the capital. ”

Hearing this, Zhu Qizhen almost wanted to smash the wine cup in his hand on Boyan Timur'er's round fat face, lying on the mud horse, I have never seen such a shameless one.

Zhu Qizhen tried his best to suppress the anger in his heart and sneered. "Lord Pingzhang is really eloquent, but do you think that my will will be listened to by the expired emperor who has been forced to abdicate and become the Emperor Taishang?"

"Listen or not listen second, as long as Your Majesty is willing." Boyan Timur sighed deeply, with a compassionate tone and expression. "I know that Your Majesty is a benevolent king, so I invite Your Majesty on the orders of my brother, precisely to reduce the number of evils."

Looking at the fire in the camp tent with faint smoke, Zhu Qizhen couldn't help but fall into silence, but his mind kept replaying the bloody and miserable scenes of the Bauhinia Pass, those Ming soldiers who died on the pass, under the city gate, on the avenue, the poor people, the pair of eyes that were still unwilling to open open, the resentful and fearful face, the remnant sun was like blood, when the dragon flag representing the Ming Dynasty was cut off from the Bauhinia Pass, swaying and falling, when the sound in the ears was the excited and blood-devouring roar of the Tile Thorn people, Zhu Qizhen felt as if he had already walked back and forth in hell.

"I can't give an edict!" Zhu Qizhen picked up the wine jug on the table, poured a few large sips of mare's milk wine, and his eyes burned, like two sharp blades that had just been drawn out of the fire of molten iron, stabbing Boyan Timur couldn't help but shiver.

“…… However, I will come to the city of Jingshi in person and make an order in person! After saying this, Zhu Qizhen stood up, and without waiting for Na Boyan Timur to react, he directly opened the tent curtain, and faced the cold wind of early winter, and walked towards the ox cart parked not far away. At this moment, Zhu Qizhen's steps were unprecedentedly firm. Boyan Timur didn't see the hideousness and decisiveness in Zhu Qizhen's eyes at all.

"Did he really say yes?" Holding a wine cup, he was stunned for a long time, and then Boyan Timur reacted, as if he asked the lady beside him in disbelief.

Seeing that Qiqige nodded seriously, Boyan Timur let out a sigh of relief, as if he had relieved himself of a heavy burden in his heart, but his brows were tightly pressed together. "How could someone like him agree to this so easily?"

Qi Qige took the wine cup from her husband's hand and put it on the desk, and said with a sweet smile: "I think it should be your husband's righteous words that moved him." Qi Qige speaks standard Chinese, that is, he uses the title of his husband, and he also uses the title between Han husband and wife.

"Maybe, but I always feel that something is wrong." Boyan Timur smiled at his beautiful and gentle wife, but when he thought of Zhu Qizhen's cold gaze when he left, and the doubts between his eyebrows and his decisive back, they couldn't dissipate.

"Come, tell Tarson, give me a good look at the Son of Tomorrow, if the Son of Heaven has the slightest change, come and report me, and ...... If the Son of Heaven is missing a hair, I want his head. ”

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"Is the big tomorrow really supposed to go?" He also stood up with a look of surprise on his face, and the greed in his eyes was not disguised at all. "Hahaha...... Eternal Heaven bless, Eternal Heaven bless! ”

Xi Ning, who was waiting carefully beside Ye Xian, was the first to bow to the ground, and shouted with joy on his face: "Congratulations to the Taishi, congratulations to the Taishi, the Yanjing of the Ming Dynasty is already within reach." ”

The ministers and generals in the tent couldn't help but show their faces, their greedy eyes and expressions like a group of thugs who wanted to fight and plunder all their wealth, cheering one after another.

Boyan Timur couldn't help frowning: "Brother, I'm worried that things won't be so simple, Da Mingzi shouldn't be a good character, what do you think?" ”

As soon as Boyan Timur said this, the tent fell into silence again, and he couldn't help but show a hint of deep thought. "The second brother is reasonable, the son of heaven's surname is Ge Qiang, why did he agree so happily this time?"

"It's not that the great tomorrow is afraid that I will hurt the lives of the people of the Ming Dynasty, so I agreed so happily." The king of the journal scratched his scalp and asked.

"The great tomorrow is benevolent, this is also, our march this way, if there is a slight conflict with the people of the Ming Dynasty, he must stand up and say something, if it is for those people......" also nodded first, with a look of agreement.

At this time, Na Xining couldn't help but stand up again and said: "Taishi is reasonable, in fact, it doesn't matter if Zhu Qizhen is willing or not, now, that Zhu Qizhen is in the hands of my thorns, whether to talk about the descending master to Beijing, naturally he can't help it." ”

"Moreover, as long as the town of Zhu Qi is escorted to the city of Jingshi, as long as those who see that their son of heaven is captured by my thorns, they will definitely lose their morale, and at that time, the Taishi will lead me to tens of thousands of elites and attack each other, and those Ming troops defending the city will definitely be like chickens and dogs, insignificant......" Xining said with a red face, and even his fingers were used to pinching the orchid finger and dangling there.

Looking at Xining, the dead eunuch, how our thorns were, several spur ministers listened with joy on their faces and nodded frequently, but more of the spur ministers had more and more ugly expressions, and their eyes were full of disdain and contempt, not to mention Boyan Timur, who respected Zhu Qizhen more and more.

"Shut up!" A low roar containing anger echoed in the big tent, frightening Xining, who was still depicting the bright future of the Tile Thorn army, and looked at the Boyan Timur who walked in front of him in a daze and glared angrily.

“…… Lord Heizhang, what are you? When Xining saw Boyan Timur'er's eyes that were almost spitting fire, she couldn't help but feel a chill in her heart, and quickly lowered her body and said cautiously.

The eyebrows that were dancing when he heard it couldn't help but be stunned: "Second brother, ...... you"

Although Boyan Timur can be regarded as a cultural person among the Mongols, the kind of disgusting surname in his bones is not something that can be smoothed out by a few books of the Four Books and Five Classics after all, and he kicked Na Xining to roll down to him with one kick at the moment, raised his eyebrows and shouted angrily: "Presumptuous! After all, the Son of Heaven is the king of a country, and my brother and I respect him, how can I allow you to shout by name? ”

"Lord Pingzhang, the little one should be damned, the little one should be damned, the little one knows that he is wrong, I hope Lord Pingzhang will spare his life, and the Taishi will spare his life......" Where did Xining dare to deal with Boyan Timur, listening to Boyan's questioning, he knew that he was anxious to regard himself as an excellent national of the thorn too much, and he endured the pain in his abdomen like a knife, and he was begging for mercy frequently.

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