Chapter 272: There is no fluke in war

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The Ming style armor on Li Mu's body, representing the bright yellow color of the royal family, all declared to Dafu Jin Zhezhe that he was a Ming man and a high-powered Ming minister.

Dafu Jin Zhezhe also realized that the situation was not right, the palace maid who was taken out did not lie, and Daming was really attacking Shenyang City.

The Ming man named Li Mu in front of her made her understand one thing, that is, Shenyang City was breached, otherwise the Ming people would not have entered the palace so easily.

Subconsciously pulled his niece Bumu Butai to his side, forced himself to compose, and kept his eyes on Li Mu.

She didn't know where the Great Belle Daishan was at this time, what was the situation outside the palace, and judging from the current situation, she could only find a way to delay time, hoping that there would be Eight Banners in the city who would find out about the strangeness of the palace and come to rescue their Great Khan's harem and protect their Great Khan's Fujin.

At this time, Zhezhe didn't know that Daishan was dead, and without intuition, his head was easily cut off by the wolf rider guard.

In this way, he died in the Great Baylor Mansion for no apparent reason.

If Zhezhe knew that Daishan was dead, I'm afraid he wouldn't have waited for rescue so calmly.

Li Mu came to Zhezhe's side, took the iron hook in his hand, and said: "Women, especially beauties, don't take this kind of iron guy, so as not to hurt your little hands, it's not good, beauties are still the most suitable to serve people." ”

After speaking, as if he had arrived at his own house, he walked inside, sat down in the place where Zhezhe and Bumu Butai had been chatting just now, and used the iron hook in his hand to flick the coal-fired pot without flames.

"The weather in Liaodong is really cold now, and it hasn't officially entered the winter yet, so it's already like this, I don't know what Liaodong is like in winter?"

With a few flips of the iron hook, the few remaining charcoal flames in the coal-fired pot rekindled the flames, as if encouraged.

"Humph!" When Bumu Butai heard Li Mu's words, he couldn't help but choke and said: "The Ming people can't withstand the bitter cold of Liaodong, you will only shrink in the Central Plains, looking forward to the arrival of spring." ”

"Bumu Butai." Zhezhe glanced at his niece, and his words would obviously easily anger the Ming people in front of him.

Bumu Butai saw Zhezhe's eyes, and immediately lowered her head angrily, and stopped speaking, she was very envious of the Ming people who lived in the Central Plains.

Don't worry about the arrival of winter every year, think about the Horqin prairie, every time winter comes, the tribesmen have to worry about how to survive a cruel winter, and the Ming Dynasty does not, the winter of the Central Plains is like the spring of the Horqin prairie.

After Zhezhe told Bumu Butai to shut up, he said to Li Mu: "This General Li Mu of the Ming Dynasty..." ”

"This seat is the commander of the Ming Jinyi Guard." Li Mu interrupted Zhezhe's words, corrected, and after speaking, took out a few pieces of coals from the spare charcoal basin next to him and put them in the coal-fired basin so that the flames could burn more vigorously.

"This Ming Li Mu commands the envoy." Zhezhe readjusted his title, and then said: "I don't know what Lord Li is doing with the Ming army to Shenyang City?" Wouldn't the adults be afraid of provoking a dispute between the Jurchens and the Ming Dynasty when they invaded the harem of the Jurchen Khan like this? ”

"Don't be afraid." Li Mu said indifferently, blew the red hot iron hook, and said to Bumu Butai: "That girl tells you that this is the territory of the Ming Dynasty, and the winter in Liaodong also belongs to the Ming Dynasty." ”

As he spoke, he pointed at Zhezhe with an iron hook and said: "Since it is the territory of the Ming Dynasty, as the commander of the Jinyi Guard of the Ming Dynasty, this seat naturally comes if you want to, and you can leave if you want, and that guy from Huang Taiji is not qualified to stop this seat." ”

"By the way, look at what the two of you are wearing, like the Fu Jin of that guy from Huang Taiji? Tell me, who are you? ”

It's been a long time since I came in, and Li Mu still doesn't know who these two beauties are.

I only know that one of them is called Bumu Butai, and it seems to be speaking Mongolian or Manchu, so I really can't tell the difference, except that the system will not provide translation services on this plane, in other planes, it seems that all languages can be understood.

Hearing Li Mu ask their names, Zhezhe didn't dare to hide anything, and replied honestly: "My name is Borzigit, Zhezhe, the great blessing of the Jurchen Great Khan Emperor Taiji." ”

He pointed to his niece beside him and said, "Borzigit clan, Bumu Butai, the side of the Great Khan Emperor Taiji." ”

"Borzigit, Borzigit." Li Mu muttered a few words and asked, "You are from the Horqin Prairie, are you a big jade?" ”

Pointing to Bumu Butai beside Zhezhe, Li Mu didn't expect that the two beauties in front of him were the two beauties that lingered in his mind.

No wonder Da Yu'er would still contradict him so much in this situation, if you remember it well, the current Da Yu'er is eighteen or nineteen years old, and she has not yet had the calm atmosphere of the Xiaozhuang period.

Knowing that the two beauties in front of him were Mongolian beauties who were both married to Huang Taiji as Fujin, Li Mu stood up with interest and circled around the two.

I have to say that Huang Taiji will enjoy it, aunt and nephew, this is more chic than the legendary Empress Nuying, not to mention that in a few years, Huang Taiji will really enjoy the treatment of Empress E.

Speaking of which, there is only the son of Huang Taiji, and the guy in Shunzhi can surpass this record, one more than his father, and four aunts and nephews marry a husband.

In this way, the emperor of the Qing Dynasty still likes to play like this, and Shunzhi's son Kangxi also played with sisters and a husband.

Li Mu squinted at the two aunts and nephews in front of him.

Aunt Zhezhe fully embodies the temptation that a beautiful woman should have, a perfect figure, and a figure that is about to come out, which is the best gift for a man.

Niece Bu Mu Butai is slightly inferior, maybe it's a matter of age, and her figure has not yet been fully developed, but it's better than the sweetness of the girl, especially the big eyes.

The hairy Bumu Butai, who was looked at by Li Mu in a circle, glared and said: "What Da Yu'er, my name is Bu Mu Butai, not Da Yu'er, Borzigit, Bumu Butai, the side of the Jurchen Great Khan." ”

Preserving the arrogance of Mongolia and fearless, Bumu Butai threatened: "Ben Fujin warns you not to make any attempts, otherwise when the Great Khan returns, he will definitely take revenge on your Ming Dynasty." ”

"You were able to lead the Ming army to attack Shenyang City this time, it was nothing more than the absence of the Great Khan, and the Jurchen Eight Banners in the city all went out with the Great Khan, and you Ming people were so lucky to attack the city."

"Whether you call it Da Yu'er or not, you are called Da Yu'er now." Li Muqiang's decision came down, he didn't know that Bumu Butai in history really didn't have the title of Da Yu'er, but whether there was it or not, it didn't matter now, whatever he wanted to be called, it was whatever he wanted.

Sitting back in his seat, he said to Da Yu'er: "War is never a fluke, and now that this seat has attacked Shenyang City, everything here is decided by this seat, and this seat will be taken and taken." ”

clicked on Zhezhe and Da Yu'er, and said indifferently: "It also includes the life and death of the two of you." ”

For a while, Zhezhe and Da Yu'er's expressions froze, and they looked at Li Mu sitting on the group stool with fear in their eyes, this Da Ming man was right, their life and death were held in the palm of someone's hand at this time.

They are not qualified to threaten at all, and they threaten Huang Taiji, who is not in Shenyang City.

gasped, his heart trembled, and Zhezhe, who temporarily recognized the reality, said slowly: "Then what does this commander of the Ming Dynasty do with our aunt and nephew?" ”

In ancient times, women, especially the more beautiful women, were either branded as red or given the name of a vixen.

These beautiful women all have a common fate, that is, to become the playthings of men, and in this absolutely patriarchal social system, women can only become vassals, trophies.

In the Jurchen Eight Banners, beautiful women are even more so, if two Eight Banners disciples fall in love with a beautiful woman at the same time, then the only solution.

The two Eight Banners compete in a duel between men, and the winning side gets the only trophy, the beautiful woman they have their eyes on at the same time.

Love, in the Jurchen Eight Banners, will only appear in the script, even if it is the Han nationality located in the Central Plains, the love of freedom, it can only appear in the classic butterfly drama: "Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai".

Zhezhe knew very well the situation of her and her niece Bumu Butai at this time, there was no suspense, they were trophies, and they were the trophies of the commander of the army that attacked Shenyang City in the Ming Dynasty.

This name is Li Mu's personal spoils, and he has exclusive rights, or in other words, at this time, the women of the Great Khan and Emperor Taiji in the entire palace are the spoils of the person in front of him, and whether he has it exclusively depends on whether he will share it with those subordinates.

In order to expand the ethnic group, from Nurhachi to Huang Taiji, every time the women who came back from plundering would be like goods, as a reward for the children of the Eight Banners, in order to let these plundered women be able to conceive more and faster Jurchen species, and give birth to a new generation of Jurchens to strengthen the entire Jurchen clan.

Now it's their turn.

For the prosperity of the Horqin steppe and the future of the clansmen, they married the Jurchens and became the women of Huang Taiji, but Zhezhe did not expect it anyway.

One day, she and her niece will fall into the hands of the Ming people and let them take it away.

At this time, Zhezhe looked at his niece who was biting his lip beside him, and thought of his brothers pressing the fate of Horqin Dacao on the Jurchens, and his heart was shaken, whether this was right.

Has Da Ming really become an old horse? Is it true that you can't run on the battlefield anymore? Is it really only at the mercy of the Jurchens?

If this is really the case, what is going on with this Da Ming man in front of him, that leisurely movement, confident appearance, and not at all worried about the Jurchen's crazy revenge on Da Ming.

"What is going to happen to you?" Li Mu swiped his hand across the flames, feeling the temperature coming from the palm of his hand, and said, "Didn't this seat say that women, especially beauties, are the most suitable to serve people. ”

Less leaning, Zhezhe let go of Bumu Butai, walked towards the round table in the house, picked up a cup from the table, poured a cup of mare's milk wine, and slowly came to Li Mu's side, Wanfu said.

"Zhezhe offers a glass of mare's milk wine to Lord Li of the Ming Dynasty."

Li Mu looked at the milky white mare's milk wine in the cup, did not reach out to take it, and said to Zhezhe, who kept Wanfu: "Call Ye." ”

"Zhezhe offers a glass of mare's milk wine to the master." Zhezhe raised his glass to renew the blessings.

Haha laughed, Li Mu took the wine glass in Zhezhe's hand, drank it without any hesitation, and praised: "Good mare's milk wine, Zhezhe, the mare's milk wine you gave to this seat makes this seat have the urge to go to the Horqin grassland, and the mare's milk wine that wants to come there is more pure." ”

Zhezhe's body trembled, and he said with a smile: "Ye said that he was joking, the mare's milk wine that Zhezhe gave to Ye is the best mare's milk wine in the Horqin Prairie." ”

"No, it's not in the right place, and it won't be pure when you drink it." Li Mu ignored Zhezhe, turned his head to Bu Mu Butai not far away and said, "Da Yu'er, why do you want to invite you in person?" When you are young, you should learn from your aunt's understanding. ”

I really treat myself as a filial piety, and the shelf is quite big.

Bumu Butai said angrily: "Again, I'm not called Da Yu'er. ”

"Bumu Butai." Zhezhe called his niece's name at the right time, and his tone was warning.

Li Mu didn't speak, but looked at Da Yu'er with a smile, watching her compromise in Zhezhe's warning and offer her a glass of mare's milk wine like her aunt.

Bumu Butai looked at Li Mu and took the mare's milk wine in his hand, and said in fright: "Da Ming, do you really dare to drink it?" I'm not afraid that this cup of mare's milk wine is poisonous, and if you drink it, it will poison you at once. ”

After speaking, he couldn't help but look at Li Mu proudly in his heart, completely ignoring the worries of his aunt beside him.

He drank the mare's milk wine offered by Da Yu'er in one gulp, and said: "Haha, Da Yu'er doesn't say whether there is poison in this wine, even if it is poisonous, this seat will not necessarily die if it is drunk, but the Jurchens in the entire Shenyang City will die for this, until it affects the Jurchens in the entire Liaodong." ”

If this wine is really poisonous, Da Yu'er won't say that, but even if it's really poisonous, he is not afraid, there are too many ways to save it, the system, the return plane, which is a very good choice.

I don't know if there is poison in the wine, but his threat is real, as long as one order goes down, the wolf cavalry guard can wipe out all the Jurchens in the Ming plane.

At that time, the poisoned Li Mu, who cares whether the rules of the Ming plane will wake up, revenge first is the last word.

Li Mu knew that only threatening the Jurchens would not have much effect on Da Yu'er, so he continued: "Of course, Da Yu'er of the Horqin Prairie may not care about the life or death of these Jurchens, and if this seat says, it is not a problem to wipe out the Horqin Prairie." ”

In an instant, the whole air became cold, and those indifferent eyes without any emotion made Zhezhe and Da Yu'er see that their entire hearts stopped beating and were out of breath as if they had been grabbed by someone.

These indifferent eyes were telling that every word just said was not lying.

After a while, Li Mu stretched his waist and instructed Zhezhe and the others: "This seat is tired, you have to go to bed, you two don't stand here stupidly, go and warm the bed in advance, this seat will stay here tonight." ”

Without any dissatisfaction, nor any resistance, Zhezhe took Bumu Butai to her bedroom after Li Mu finished speaking, and went to warm the bed as instructed.

On this night, the Jurchens in Shenyang City will accept the fate arranged by Li Mu and begin to let Guanning Tie ride their horses for three days.

What kind of Shenyang city will be tomorrow?

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