Except for the howling wind that blew and rustled the new green branches, there was no other sound in front of the inn where hundreds of people had gathered. Yang Jun's cold gaze, which seemed to have been soaked in the cold ice for decades, was nailed to Na Xining's face for a long time before he slowly withdrew his battle knife. "Ben will have completed the reception assigned by the Grand Governor, Wu Yicheng, and they will be handed over to you. Your head, for the time being, is placed on the neck, he said, Yang will take it personally, drive!! ”

Before the words fell, Yang Jun shouted violently, reined and rode up, raised his hooves on his body, and spun half a circle in the air, and then with the sound of Yang Jun's shouting, he rushed towards the Xuanfu City, and hundreds of horsemen behind him also coldly swept the people of the mission, all of them followed and galloped away, and after dozens of breaths, except for a group of post guards who were still in a daze, only the Nawa Thorn Mission remained.

"Damn the Southern Barbarian, next time I let Lao Tzu see him, I won't be able to spare him." Thinking of Yang Jun's gaze just now, Po Ershu felt like a prey for a wolf to stare at, and he couldn't help but spit thick phlegm on the ground with hatred, put the scimitar into the sheath, and was thrilled by the cold wind, only to realize that his back was already soaked with cold sweat.

"Hmph, these southern barbarians, it's just relying on the strength of the crowd, Lord Ershu must not look down on them, today, they actually treat me like this, wait, the Taishi will let them know, provoke our wrath!" Xining touched his chin, which did not have a trace of beard, and smiled sheepishly.

"Xining, Yang Shoubei is here, why don't you take out the edict of the emperor's handwriting and hand it over to Yang Shoubei?" At this time, Gao Yun, who had long been unable to bear it anymore, couldn't help but ask.

"You know what? You are just a small hundred, how do you know such a major matter as diplomatic relations? Xi Ning glanced at Gao Yun coldly and sneered: "Don't forget, our family is the right envoy, and the affairs of the mission are all decided by our family, don't think that you were sent by the emperor, so you dare to point fingers here." ”

"You! Xining, don't forget what the Taishi and the Emperor ordered you! Gao Yun faintly felt a trace of something wrong in his heart, and always felt that Fang Cai's Xining's behavior was really weird.

"Our family has its own opinions, we are both the envoys of the dignified thorns, but the representative is the king of Huai, just a garrison to welcome, it is clear that the Ming Dynasty did not put us in his eyes, if our family just handed over the national letter, wouldn't it be a loss of my face, but also a loss of the face of the prince, what does the general think?" Xining pursed her lips and set her gaze on the face of Ershu, whose expression was a little hesitant after listening to Gao Yun's words.

Hearing this, Po Ershu slapped the scabbard on his waist and raised his neck, with an unruly face. "It's reasonable, hum just a garrison, even the official position of this general can't be worth it, such a subordinate minister, how can he hand over the national letter of my lord."

"That's exactly the reason, hehe......" Seeing that the Eroshu was easily persuaded by himself, Xining's eyes couldn't help but flash a hint of mockery, and his mouth was attached, and he sneered again and again in his heart. These people are just a brainless Northern Barbarian, hum......

"Then Nanban, don't talk anymore, disturb the prince's affairs, be careful of the whip." Ershu became more and more proud, turned his head, and glared at Gao Yun and shouted.

Gao Yun gritted the root of his teeth, trying hard to suppress the urge to rush up to kill Ershu and Xining, and his lowered eyes were full of the cold light.

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Inside and outside the post station, more than 100 cavalry sat in the hall or sat on the ground, roasting the lambs they brought and the game they hunted on the road, while scolding and urging the post guards in the post station to hurry up and get wine and food.

And Xining, Ershu and several other officers were all sitting in the main hall, tasting the wine and food presented by the station, while frolicking, and the red-faced Ershu who was drinking completely left behind the fright he had just received outside the post station, and kept talking loudly about the great achievements of the Ming Dynasty in August last year.

The spitting stars flew horizontally to describe the situation when he slaughtered the Ming soldiers, which aroused the envy of several of them who failed to participate in the battle, and cheered, and Xi Ning, who was actually dancing with his eyebrows, from time to time he also described to these tile spurs the ugliness of the Ming army when it was about to disperse, as if at this moment, he had become an excellent and proud tile spur man with all his heart.

"A bunch of dog mongrels, plus a cowardly who doesn't even have a **." In another room not far from the hall, Gao Yun, who was dining with several Tile Spur soldiers, couldn't help but curse resentfully.

"What do you say, you Southern Barbarian?" A tile spur soldier sitting beside Gao Yun, squinting at his smoky drunken eyes, glanced at Gao Yun, and shouted, the minced meat and wine stains in his mouth were dangerously sprayed on Gao Yun's face.

"Hehe, it's nothing, brother, I'm in a hurry, and I want to find a place to scatter." Gao Yun showed a cheeky smile and said with a smile.

"Haha, then don't get out of here, remember to get farther away, if we smell your scratch in the house, we'll let you eat a whip hard, understand?" The little leader of the tile thorns sitting on the chairman couldn't help but wave his hand impatiently.

"Nanban stop me. Big brother, is it to let people follow this Nanban, but the envoy has confessed, and he can't let this guy run away. A slightly more sober Mongolian man next to him couldn't help but stop his steps, Gao Yun, who had just stepped out of the room, turned his head to the little leader of the thorns.

"What are you afraid of, are you still afraid that he will not be able to escape? Hmph, the Nanban who has no guts, if he dares to run, there are wilderness for several miles around, he dares to run, Lao Tzu's bow and arrow just have time to see no blood, take him to sacrifice, and by the way, when the time comes, take his head to fill the wine and drink. ”

Hearing this, everyone in the hall couldn't help but laugh heartily. "Get out, you'd better be careful, if you really dare to run, then don't try to save your head!" The sober Mongolian man couldn't help laughing, and waved his hand at Gao Yun, who was still frozen at the door of the room, and seemed to be extremely obscene, as if he were driving away an annoying cowfly.

"Don't dare, don't dare, brother, I definitely don't dare to escape, brother still wants to go back to the tile spur and wait for our emperor." Gao Yun finished speaking with a smiling face, and when he turned around and walked to the corridor on the side, the smile on his face instantly converged without a trace, only the chill in his eyes became more and more intense.

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ps: The tragic power outage, the tragic elevator also stopped, and the harmful brother climbed up and down two back and forth, fortunately, I didn't wait for my brother to walk to the foot of the building with the book on his back, and the electricity finally came, plug in!

Rushed back home and worked hard to post.