And, as far as Huang Chongzhen knows, this is the last radiant period of Azigen, and the last good time in his life's journey.

For soon, the poor woman will be destroyed in a very inhumane and primitive way.

That is the ancient and cruel of primitive tribes - burial.

Huang Chongzhen thinks that what he has done is just helping this beautiful woman to leave the last beautiful track in this beautiful world that people will never return.

And this kind of behavior has an unheard of, but very nice name - humanitarian aid.

Probably because of a woman's intuition, even Azigen himself seems to think so, and during this time, he really let go of himself and lived a chic life.

In fact, if it weren't for Huang Chongzhen's never relaxed the suppression of both parties, she wouldn't mind changing an energetic little boyfriend every day.

And between her pitching and pitching, she is facing this group of energetic, but still lacking a little self-control teenagers, ruffling her hair, swinging her long legs, full of infinite desire for complete relaxation in the last moments of life.

It's just that once she went too far, and she was almost about to succeed, but she was bumped into by Huang Chongzhen and scolded her fiercely, so that she restrained herself.

But the provocation of this group of young men is still the same, and he still giggles.

The young men were energetic and enthusiastic, and they almost missed their guns several times, especially Wu Sangui.

Huang Chongzhen was helpless, so he had to go into battle in person and try the law by himself, so that he could completely suppress this little goblin who tried to break free from all the shackles of the world.

Because Huang Chongzhen knew that this was actually an extremely insidious test for Hou Jin's envoy in his profession.

Pushing the boat down the river can be called a yang strategy.

The only way to crack it is to see if the will of his group of young men is firm enough.

After all, she is the woman of the slave chief, and she is going to follow him down to the Nine Shadows Yellow Spring, continue to travel as a concubine, and serve her slave chieftain Khan.

But if one person is contaminated, he is self-sinking and stepping into endless profundity.

These people will either apologize in a different place in front of the tomb of the slave chief, or make cattle and horses in Houjin all their lives to atone for their sins, and even Daming will be disgraced.

Therefore, in both public and private, Huang Chongzhen has always maintained great restraint and strictly admonished his peers.

The big guy naturally understands this kind of righteous and awe-inspiring behavior as obviously he can go up, but he doesn't dare to go up, and he doesn't let others go, especially Wu Sangui.

After all, for a group of fifteen or sixteen-year-old big-headed soldiers, who cares more about whether they have food to eat and whether they can eat enough, who can have the rich experience of being a human being in two lives like Huang Chongzhen, and look at five thousand years?

The feelings of family and country naturally also have it, otherwise they would not have formed an army in Guanning, and they swore to resist the death after Jin Tieqi.

But when you're hungry and your eyes are dizzy, who can guarantee that your will will will be able to overcome your instinct to survive?

At a critical historical moment on the cusp of the storm, who will be able to peek through the fog of history and make a choice that is beneficial to the country and the nation?

Most of the living beings are nothing more than a small family first, and everyone second.

What's more, in this group of people, there is also an existence that is very likely to be angry and angry.

Although Huang Chongzhen's position is not high, he knows that the choice and dispatch of the time machine must not let him come on vacation.

Even if Yuan Chonghuan and Zu Dashou knew, they would never allow such a thing to happen.

So, even if he was secretly scolded, Huang Chongzhen had to take on this heavy responsibility as a whole.

Zhou Ji still unconditionally supports this as always.

Moreover, he is pure by nature, tranquil, true to himself, and a very traditional and determined Chinese teenager.

I really can't look down on a Jurchen lady with light makeup, who has to scratch her head and make a posture even when she eats, and who has to swing her willow waist when she gets up and drink water.

Zu Dale and Yuan Qi have been admonished by their own generals, and they can also manage their cronies and maintain greater restraint.

The other cubs were all okay after Huang Chongzhen's earnest admonition.

Except, Wu Sangui ......

After all, even if Fan Wencheng grovels, he still has to accompany his smiling face to send his wife in person, which has become a very classic lesson from the past.

Let these young tough guys in Guanning, who are stubbornly guarding Liaodong, stand on end just thinking about becoming Houjin slaves.

Besides, the big guy really admires this teenager of the same age from the bottom of his heart, who always surprises people.

He eats the food he made every day, the so-called cannibalism is soft and short-handed, and Huang Chongzhen, this kid is really bad, and he trains them like devils when he has nothing to do.

No matter how energetic the young men are, they can't help the almost harsh special combat training methods of later generations, and if they don't meet the standards, they will have to reduce the amount of food, so they have no energy to have other thoughts.

Seeing this, Azigen also gave up with self-awareness, and it was rare to get right.

Not to mention, once a beautiful woman becomes dignified, she has an elegant temperament, which attracts the eyes of men even more.

However, this group of young men from the Guanning area of eastern Liaodong in the Ming Dynasty no longer have too many private thoughts, more just appreciation, just like admiring a beautiful flower or a beautiful vase.

Except, Wu Sangui ......

This guy may be talented, and the physical quality he shows is even Huang Chongzhen a little sighing.

The will is also surprisingly firm, and he still thinks about Azigan's convex figure in front and back, and his face that can be broken after applying alabaster.

Many times, when he dreamed back at midnight, Huang Chongzhen felt that the bed was shaking slightly, and when he looked up, he really admired Wu Sangui's hand speed and his ......

Sometimes even Wu Sangui himself will say this long-cherished wish in his heart in the way of talking in a dream: "The little white rabbit, the white and white, the two eyes are bright." Oh baby, your expression of enjoyment is simply fascinated by Young Master Ben......"

This has become an open secret joke among the other fifty-two teenagers, and even Wu Laosan and other family members who eat his mother and drink his mother are reluctant to mention it with no conscience.

After all, it's a bit of a shame.

If it was as he wished, it would have been returned, but it was a pity that this kid had never been able to get what he wanted.

At first, it was stopped by Huang Chongzhen and supervised by the big guys.

Later, even Azigen himself stopped thinking about it.

She seemed to have resigned herself to her fate, and said faintly for Wu Sangui's last unbearable roar: "No matter how beautiful the face of the concubine is, no matter how good the figure is, it is already a broken flower and a willow body.

In this life of the concubine, it only belongs to that cruel chieftain, and I don't dare to expect anything from you Han family teenagers who are well-muscular, polite, and know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade.

Otherwise, under the Nine Shadows, the Great Khan is afraid that the concubine will be driven to a more endless and far-reaching future, so that the concubine's body will sink infinitely and never be reborn. ”

"Okay then." Wu Sangui said this, but from the depths of his hysterical eyes, Huang Chongzhen saw his determination and perseverance that he did not intend to give up.

"Maybe only such a person can have the capital to be angry and angry in such troubled times. But as long as I am still living in this time and space of the Ming Dynasty, I will never let Houjin and you succeed. ”

Huang Chongzhen sighed silently, but he also silently made up his mind.

But soon, even Wu Sangui had to eliminate this idea.

After all, although this kid has a bit of a heavy taste at a young age, he is not in the habit of sensationalizing on an inanimate object, and even if he is asleep, he will lose interest.

What he liked the most was to let the women sit up and move on their own. The two hands he had free could grab the two white rabbit toffees that they were shaking.

It's a pity that the woman he encountered before looked quite big when she was dressed, and after the wide clothes were untied, it was actually a flat airfield.

Azigen is not, he has seen the huge scale with his own eyes, if it weren't for Huang Chongzhen's drinking, he would almost hold it heavily.

After the Mid-Autumn Festival, the autumn mood in Liaodong is getting stronger and stronger.

Wu Sangui shook his head and recited "Silent Night Thoughts" to the moon, Ergou heroically pretended to howl at the full moon, and Huang Chongzhen taught everyone to sing a song "Autumn Mood" in the dialect of Guangdong.

On the last night of the eighth lunar month, a group of Han teenagers gathered around a Jurchen lady full of charm, talked and laughed at dinner, and were savoring the rough bowl of tea as a fragrant tea.

Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of Ergou, who was lying at the door, leisurely shaking his dog's ears and dozing off, and suddenly got up and barked towards the vermilion lacquer gate.

Immediately afterwards, a group of Jurchen bannermen dressed primitively and with hideous faces viciously broke in.

"Who are you?" Wu Sangui seemed to regard this Taiping Courtyard as his home, stood up and shouted.

Huang Chong Zhenzu Dale and the others put down the tea bowl, and they all stood up and stared at them.

"This is an internal matter of our female real white flag, and it has nothing to do with the Han family, please don't meddle in it." A Jurchen banner man led by him also knew that he would salute first and then soldier, and hugged his fist towards Huang Chong Zhenzu Dale.

As he spoke, he waved his hand vigorously, and the group of fierce Zhengbai Flag people behind him stepped forward fiercely, but instead of embarrassing Ah Huang, they kidnapped Ah Zigen directly.

The whole process is not the slightest bit of mud and water, it can be called simple and crude.

And Azigen didn't even resist this, but before leaving, he threw a mixed look at Huang Chongzhen and many young heroes, with bitterness, gratitude, reluctance, and regret.

The teenagers looked at Huang Chongzhen and Zu Dale, and Zu Dale also tilted his head to look at the former.

"This is indeed a family affair, but it can also be said to be a state affair, we are the envoys of the Ming Dynasty, and we really have no right to interfere in the domestic affairs of other countries.

In this regard, if you have the opportunity to involve diplomatic matters in the future, you must keep in mind that you should not easily point fingers at these places of other countries, or even make arbitrary accusations.

Because this is a virtue that has been a virtue since ancient times, we are not interested in what happens within other countries. After all

Since Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, there has only one criterion for diplomacy - to fight until he admits defeat, and even destroys the country.

I also have ancestral teachings in the Ming Dynasty - no ministers, no tribute, no harmony, no compensation. The Son of Heaven guards the country, and the king dies. ”

Huang Chongzhen, a seventeen-year-old boy, said these words with the rich experience of being a human being in two lives, which carried a lot of weight, and everyone who heard it nodded solemnly and thoughtfully.

Only Wu Sangui didn't seem to listen to anything, and he was immersed in his own youthful emotions.

I saw that his broad forehead was bulging, and his fists were clenched, as if he wanted to rush up and defeat those fierce and vicious Jurchen bannermen, so as to rescue this Jurchen aristocratic woman who made him salivate.

But his fists clenched and loosened, released and clenched.

The courage to rush to the crown and be angry for a red face was still a little short after all, and it became a big regret in his heart, a knot that he couldn't let go of for a long time.

The so-called Taiping Courtyard, although there lived in the fifty-third young man who loved to be blind, and the second dog who loved to look up to the sky and howl and pretend to be the wolf king when he had nothing to do, but on this last night, because a woman trapped here left, so it fell completely silent.

After Huang Taiji inherited the throne of Houjin Khan, he expanded the Shenyang Forbidden City.

It was transformed into a cold corner of the majestic palace.

However, the Jurchens soon discovered that as Dajin prospered under Huang Taiji's hard work, the city of Shenyang, centered on the Forbidden City, became more and more prosperous.

It is the heavily guarded Forbidden City, where people come and go every day, officials go to the palace, military exchanges, and it is not lively, but only here, it seems that it is always incompatible with the vigorous Shenyang.

It is the hot summer season, but anyone who passes through here, you can feel a faint cold air all over the body, even if the Jurchens with strong blood and blood come here, they can't resist this cold air, and they can't stay for a long time.

Many men who could fight the blind bear in the white mountains and black waters, after coming here for some reason, couldn't even afford to get sick, and finally died of depression in shivering.

After thinking about it, it turned out to be the people with the white flag who kidnapped Azigen that night.

So, this poor woman refused to accept the statement that she was buried and that her soul was haunting the Taiping Cold Palace, so she walked away.

Huang Taiji boasted that he had indeed gone too far in this matter, but how could he easily admit that he was the second Great Khan of the Jin Khanate and was about to become the Emperor of the Manchu Dynasty?

For this reason, he thought of a lot of ways, and even did not hesitate to release the national teacher in prison, and let Xu Yihuan, who was extremely hard-lived, for a period of time, but he couldn't improve.

The relevant ones are still not spared, and the irrelevant ones are not much harmed except for feeling a little colder.

In desperation, in the end, it could only be closed and used to imprison those women in the palace who made mistakes, making it a real cold palace.

Strange to say, these poor palace maids and noble ladies lived in fear for a while after moving in pitifully, but found that there was nothing wrong with them.