The important thing is that his identity is the son of heaven of the Ming Dynasty, even if he is imprisoned in the tile spur, but no one dares to ignore his influence.

It made a faint trace of inconspicuous waves in the circle of the Tile Thorn aristocracy, and at this moment, he put all his attention on cleaning up the Tatar tribes and the threat of the three Duoyan tribes, and he snorted his nose at Boyan's worries.

He didn't understand, but it didn't mean that Boyan Timur didn't understand the hidden worries, which was also the reason why Boyan Timur personally came to visit Zhu Qizhen today.

"You can't say that, I'm a guest of the Ross, but you and your brother have imprisoned me in the name of the Thorns, right?" Zhu Qizhen's voice was slightly cold, but the smile on his face remained unchanged. "Could it be that Boyan Pingzhang means that I am just your captive, and I am not qualified to make friends with the powerful people of the Watts? If that's the case, Pingzhang bluntly said. ”

"Your Majesty laughed, you are my noble guest, how dare we have a snub ceremony, in fact, these words, the subordinate has been trying to persuade his brother to send His Majesty to Ming, just hoping that Your Majesty can understand that I have no intention of being an enemy of the Ming Dynasty."

"The ministers and brothers have always admired His Majesty's character and treated him very respectfully, and my brother Wang has made it clear many times that no one is allowed to snub the Son of Heaven, and anyone who dares to disrespect His Majesty will be severely punished." Boyan Timur couldn't help but explain with a little headache. For Zhu Qizhen's big card, he really can't beat it, he can't scold it, and he has to offer it like an ancestral one, this feeling makes Boyan Timur feel a little melancholy. This is also the reason why he rarely comes to visit Zhu Qizhen in person, and more often, he lets his younger brother do it for him.

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If it weren't for the fact that he had always been kind to Zhu Qizhen and frequently showed goodwill, maybe he would have to suffer a lot of white eyes and cold reception. It felt like I was the hapless prisoner of war. Boyan Timur sighed in his heart with a bag of tears.

Hearing Boyan Timur's words, Zhu Qizhen's heart couldn't help but feel a little ripple, yes, Daming, that is the homeland of his soul and dreams. Finally suppressed the agitation in his heart, Zhu Qizhen said lightly: "Oh, Lord Pingzhang has the heart to show goodwill, and I have received it, but since King Huai and you both want to reconcile with the Ming Dynasty, why do you still stay in the grassland?" ”

"This is not because of the incompetence of the subordinates, but because of the troubles of these affairs, so we have not yet reached agreement with my brother. However, Your Majesty can rest assured, no matter what, the subordinates will try to send Your Majesty back to Daming. Boyan Timur stood up, knelt down in front of Zhu Qizhen's case, and bowed down, his tone was resolute, as if he was not only an important minister of Wara, but also a loyal minister who was willing to hand over his life and death to the son of tomorrow.

Zhu Qizhen's deep eyes stared at the Boyan Timur who was lying in front of the case, and he knew very well in his heart that Boyan Timur was not so much a promise to his own tomorrow, but rather a footnote to his ambitions and ambitions......

Zhu Qizhen stood up from behind the case, bypassed the long case, and stretched out his hand to help Boyan Timur who was worshipping down, looking at this Boyan Timur who was half a head shorter than himself, but his ambition was not smaller than his own, Zhu Qizhen's face showed a trace of great relief and sincere smile: "Boyan Pingzhang has this heart, I know it very well." If I can return to the Ming Dynasty, he said, I will give Boyan a generous reward. ”

"With Your Majesty's promise, your subordinates will be ruined, and you will repay Your Majesty." Boyan Timur saw Zhu Qizhen's expression, and the ecstasy in his heart was like a river and a sea, as long as Zhu Qizhen did not regard the tile thorn as an enemy, or as an ally of his rivalry with his own brother, then all his efforts were worth it.

"It doesn't have to be like this, I have always been grateful to repay my kindness, people respect me by a foot, and I should respect people." Zhu Qizhen returned to the back of the desk with a smile and sat down, and the Guanghan high-speed train began to run in his mouth again. "Lord Pingzhang treats me with sincerity, and I naturally want to repay Pingzhang with sincerity."

"If you commit a brother, it's almost the same if your brother wants to pay him back," this is the most sincere truth in Zhu Qizhen's heart. As for respecting people, I respect a foot, in Zhu Qizhen's eyes, it is just a thing to fool people on his lips.

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The moon is rising, the back house of the inner courtyard of the Earl of Huichang in Yanjing of the Ming Dynasty is still lit up, and a subordinate is in the dark night, carrying a lantern to lead the way, and behind him is a middle-aged man holding a letter in his hand, and he is walking towards the bedroom of Uncle Sun Zhong of Huichang in the back house.

"Who's out there?" The old dragon clock, reclining on the couch, squinting his eyes and pretending to sleep, Sun Zhong heard the footsteps that were walking outside the door and stopped outside the door, and couldn't help but open his eyelids and asked softly.

"Father, it's a child, are you resting?" A respectful voice came from outside the door.

"It turned out to be Jizong, come in, come on, light up the candle flame." Sun Zhong stroked his snow-white long beard and motioned to the maid kneeling in the room.

After a short time, a piece of light appeared in the originally dim room, and Sun Jizong, who was nearly fifty years old, walked into the room and respectfully saluted his old father Sun Zhongchang: "It's late at night, why doesn't my father rest?" ”

"When people get old, they sleep less." Sun Zhong turned over and sat up, patted the head of the couch and motioned for his eldest son to sit beside him, and said with a smile. "What's the matter? If there is no great thing, you will not disturb the Father in this matter. ”

"Yes, just now, someone came to visit the child with a letter from the emperor." Sun Jizong stepped forward, pulled the corners of the quilt for his father, and said in a low voice.

"What?" Sun Zhong's snow-white brows couldn't help but rise, and his originally spiritless eyes suddenly lit up. "You mean......" Seeing his child's jaw signal, Sun Zhong felt as if his heartbeat was much faster. Wait for you to step down, Sun Liuwa, guard the door for the old man. ”

"The slave knows." After Sun Liuwa, the confidant of the son of the Sun family who had been staying in the room, respectfully received the order, he immediately drove all the servants and maids out of this large bedroom and guarded the door. Inside, only Sun Zhong's father and son were left under the lights.

“…… Oh my poor good grandson. After reading the letter, because of the agitated mood, Sun Zhong, who couldn't help but cry for a while, couldn't help but say sadly. Sun Jizong was no better, with tears in his eyes. "Father, don't be too sad, you have to take care of your health."

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ps: The first update has arrived, well, there are still three days, and it will be December, both looking forward to it and excited, I hope that when the time comes, it will be able to make everyone more happy and happy. After entering V, it definitely won't be like this every day.

Said weakly: Book a monthly pass, I don't want much, just a monthly pass in December.