Jumping, dancing for fun......

The hundred officials in the hall all looked at Jin Lian, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites.

Jin Lian looked at the waiter of the Ministry of Rites, and the waiter looked at Lang Zhong, the director and others......

Up and down the ceremonial department, all of them felt like dogs in their hearts.

This kind of banquet is actually like the state banquet of later generations, where eating is secondary, and the noodles are serious.

After the whole banquet, when to say something, what to do, and who to say, these are all arranged in advance by the Ministry of Rites, and every procedure is guided by the etiquette officer, and there is no room for a little mistake, and no courtier dares to say anything on this occasion.

But the courtiers don't dare, it doesn't mean that the emperor doesn't dare.

Your Majesty, it's the biggest variable.

What's more, this Haibu Timur is also a reckless man.

Jin Lian almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood, it seems that this banquet is afraid that something is going to happen.

Something happened, and it wasn't all borne by me, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites.

Ah Chihuabu secretly screamed in his heart, he knew that this Ming emperor was settling accounts after the autumn and settling the humiliating feud in Warat.

He looked at Haibu Timur worriedly, for fear that this little ancestor would go berserk on the spot.

But fortunately, things did not go to the worst, and Haibu Timur just sat in his seat and did not do anything.

Zhu Qizhen smiled slightly: "What, don't you want to?" Didn't you say a few days ago that you are willing to rebuild the old good, and Warat is full of sincerity.

Why, what you say is so full of sincerity? How can I believe in your sincerity? ”

Ah Chihua Bu immediately got up and said respectfully: "The Great Emperor is angry, and the Warat Department has no such intention.

It's just that the five princes of my family are not good at dancing, and I hope that Your Majesty will forgive me. ”

Achihuabu pleaded guilty while glancing at Achihuabu.

Haibu Timur got up and stepped forward, he was not angry, although his tone was blunt, but he was also polite: "The subordinates are not good at dancing, and I ask the emperor to forgive me."

But if the emperor wants to see it, his subordinates are willing to dance for the emperor for the friendship of the two countries. ”

Willing?

This was beyond everyone's expectations.

Many people frowned, secretly speculating in their hearts, what was hidden in the heart of this Haibu Timur who agreed to the request so happily?

Could it be that he has other plans?

Zhu Qizhen was also taken aback, but his face was not impassive, and there was still a drunken smile on his face.

"Great, wonderful, wonderful."

This Haibu Timur also let go, came to the temple, and played the traditional Mongolian craft - wrestling.

Half a pillar of incense, just looking at the tiger and tiger played by this Haibu Timur, a sweat in his head.

Haibu Timur gasped and returned to his place.

"Great Emperor, my Mongolian athletes are all strong people, only these vulgar things, and I hope the Great Emperor will not be surprised."

Zhu Qizhen nodded with satisfaction, and said as if rewarding a play: "No surprise, no surprise, good, good, good dancing, should be rewarded, should be rewarded." ”

Some people have begun to slowly understand the meaning of Zhu Qizhen's actions, could it be, Your Majesty, Your Majesty is deliberately giving Wara a dismount?

During the Zhenguan period, when the Tang Dynasty was strong, Tang Taizong had a banquet for various countries, during which he made the Eastern Turkic Khan dance to cheer up.

Among them, there is no intention of suppressing the Turks.

Now that Your Majesty has asked Yexian's son to dance, why not, why not tell the Waratians to find out your current status.

Zhu Qizhen picked up the wine bottle and took a sip, "The so-called courtesy exchanges, since the five princes are dancing, I can't say nothing."

I, I just took in a slave a few days ago, and today, let him dance to the vassal states. ”

These words made everyone in the hall confused.

Only Boyan immediately seemed to understand something.

Soon, a figure appeared at the entrance of the temple.

As he entered, Warat, Tatar, and even Boyan stayed where they were.

Boyan was better, and Nawarat's Haibu Timur and Achihuabu subconsciously rubbed their eyes, thinking that there was something wrong with their eyes.

Haibu Timur's eyes showed a hint of joy.

The people who came were unfamiliar to the hundred officials, but to Warat, Tatar, and Boyan, they were so familiar that they couldn't be more familiar.

The one who came in with a flattering face was none other than Polo.

Polo came to the hall and knelt down: "Slave Polo, I have seen His Majesty the Great Emperor. ”

Polo, what a Polo.

Kuang Yu, Wang Zuo and the others looked at the kneeling people in this hall in horror, especially Kuang Yu, who was so excited that they actually knocked over the wine glass.

Polo, he, the secretary of the military department, will never forget this person.

This name has appeared more than once in the newspaper of the Ministry of War.

Orthodoxy plundered the land of Hexi in ten years, and broke the four forts and eight villages in Gansu town in the twelfth year of orthodoxy, killing and taking away the people, and the cattle and horses were innumerable.

For a long time, the military department had a headache for this name.

When the military department knew that this person had been captured and sent back to Beijing, they all cheered and looked like they were raising their eyebrows.

But as soon as this person arrived in Beijing, he was taken away by Jinyiwei.

I never expected that I would see Polo here today.

Wait a minute, how is he, how does he call His Majesty's master, only the people of the inner court will call him that, is it, is it......

The people who came back to their senses stared at each other, this is the son of the first, whether it is killed, it can raise my Mingwei, let it go, and show my Mingming's mercy.

But, but, I haven't heard of castration......

Hey, no, if it's, if that's true, then it's a knife, this, how could this Polo get down to the ground so quickly......

Zhu Qizhen's voice broke their cranky thoughts: "This is the son of Yexian, Polo Timur, who wants to come to the Ministry of War and the Governor's Mansion of the Five Armies is also very familiar with this name.

But from now on, Polo, abandon the darkness and turn to the light, submit to my Ming, and be loyal to me, and I will not pursue the past. ”

Allegiance to the Ming ......

The joy in Haibu Timur's eyes had long since dissipated, glowing with cold light, and the five claws holding the cup couldn't help but tighten their strength.

This news is not unexpected for Baiguan.

After all, there are many people in the steppe who betrayed the Warat, the Tatars, and switched to the Ming Dynasty.

It's just that someone with an identity like Polo is still the first.

"Your Majesty", it was Kuang Yu who stood up and spoke, "It is a good thing that Wara Polo abandons the darkness and turns to the light and reveals to me."

It's just that this Polo is a foreign minister, and when the master and slave say it, it is really out of line......"

Zhu Qizhen looked embarrassed: "This soldier, it's not that I want this, it's just, alas, Polo, you explain it to your ministers yourself." ”

Polo repeatedly explained in a strange accent that he didn't want to be a courtier, but just wanted to become a servant of the emperor, and what a beautiful and happy thing it was for him to be able to become a servant of the Ming Emperor.

These words made the hundred officials who relied on listening for seven points and guessing for three points stupid.

Oh my God, this person, where did this person's face go, he was almost as shameless as those internal officials.

In this world, unexpectedly, there are people who don't do good courtiers, and rush to be slaves and slaves, this, this......

"Alright, Polo, have you learned what I told you?"

Zhu Qizhen asked with a smile.

"Back to His Majesty the Great Emperor, the minions, the minions have all learned."

Polo hurriedly curry favor and said.

"Alright, let's start your show."

Without hesitation, Polo removed his coat, revealing an extremely strange outfit.

This dress looks extremely ...... In particular, it is tightly attached to the person's body, showing Polo's figure at a glance, especially, especially the belly, which is particularly prominent.

It's like a tights for later generations to practice.

In addition to these, there are two white ribbons wrapped around his thighs, which are particularly unpopular.

The hall was already in an uproar.

This is, what is this to do?

This dress, this dress, unsightly, unsightly......

Polo took a deep breath, and in the face of the fear of death, he overcame his ashamed heart and took a deep breath.

What he wanted to jump was sent by Zhu Qizhen a few days ago, so that he could learn it as much as possible according to the above movements.

Just at first glance, he felt extremely ashamed.

This is......

How can you ...... yourself

Of course, Polo still learned, and he studied very seriously, he knew that if he didn't learn, Jin Yiwei might pull out his intestines.

I can do it, I can do it, in order to live, I have to endure, I have to endure.

Polo held back the tears that were about to flow from the humiliation.

Then, in full view of everyone, Polo spread his arms and lifted his toes.

"One da, two da, three dada, jump ......"

Polo himself meditated on the rhythm, spinning, jumping.

Poof...... "In the Temple...... Someone sprayed it out with a sip of wine.

This was Chen Ying's voice, he hurriedly put down the wine cup, and then wiped it apologetically on Li Xian, who was sitting on the side, and said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Lao Li, I can't hold back, I really can't hold back." ”

Li Xian suddenly didn't realize that his face was sprayed with wine, and he only watched this dance dumbfounded, stunned.

Zhang Fu At this moment, his face was full of blood.

Fan Zhong is an honest man, he is really a little blind, and he hurriedly covered his eyes with his hands, but he didn't hold back, and still glanced at it a few more times through his fingers.

Kwong Yu: "......"

At this moment, Wang Zuo felt that his eyes were already blind.

What kind of dance is this, insulting Sven, insulting Sven......

Zhu Qizhen swooped, almost laughing.

Jin Lian and the Ministry of Rites, up and down the Hanlin Courtyard, saw the hairs stand up, and the tiger's body was shocked.

Even the eunuch who was waiting in the corner at this moment was wide-eyed and felt extremely funny.

"Poof......" Someone seems to be vomiting even after overnight dinner.

Warat, Tatar, Boyan and others, their faces were ugly, they couldn't be ugly, they felt extremely embarrassed.

In any case, they would never have imagined that such a dance posture was actually Polo dancing, and it was the famous Polo on the grassland.

At this time, Polo is no longer a warrior admired by everyone on the grassland, just a joke, or a shame for the entire grassland.

Varat, everyone in Tatar is thinking: why not die in the first place, at least, at least leave a good name.

Boyan only made it clear at this time that Zhu Qizhen wanted to cut off Polo's back road, and he could actually think of using this method.

He had to praise it, this hand is really beautiful.

Polo did this dance, it was simply, it was like humiliating himself and ruining his reputation.

Today's dance, I am afraid that how long it takes, will spread all over the north and south of the river, and spread throughout the grassland.

Polo will become a shame and a laughing stock for the entire grassland, and a black spot for the first time.

His prestige will cease to exist.

Boyan almost ridiculously thought that Polo could only become a tool of the Ming Kingdom with peace of mind.

Zhu Qizhen, Zhu Qizhen only felt that he was about to die of laughter, and he was about to laugh out of a pig's cry.

Letting Polo dance the ballet little swan is simply, simply the right decision, not the right decision.

Especially Varat, the face of the Tartar that could not be blacker could not be blacker, simply doubled his happiness. Just at first glance, he felt extremely ashamed.

The dance was finally over, there was no applause, no sound, and there was a surprising silence in the hall.

Polo was out of breath, he couldn't care about anything now, he only hoped that Zhu Qizhen would be satisfied.

"Haha...... Ha ha...... Haha......"

On this occasion, there is only one person who dares to laugh like this.

Zhu Qizhen actually slapped his face: "Okay, good dancing, Polo, where did you learn this dance?" ”

Polo hurriedly said according to what he had taught before: "Back to His Majesty the Great Emperor, this is, this is a dance on the grassland, and it is used to dedicate to the king of the grassland. ”

"Ah", Zhu Qizhen let out a strange voice and looked at Haibu Timur, "Haibu, it turns out that there is not such a dance on the grassland as you said, which is really an eye-opener for me, an eye-opener." ”

Haibu Timur had almost crushed his teeth, and if his eyes could kill, he would have already cut Polo with a thousand cuts.

This kind of thing, how, how can it please Akito like this.

Is he still his brother?

No, no, Father Khan did not have such a son, nor did he himself have such a brother.

"Polo is the dog of the Ming people."

This is the conclusion of Haibu Timur.

Zhu Qizhen continued happily: "Okay, this dance, dance well, this is good.

This dance is dedicated to the king of the grassland, and only I can bear it in this world.

Polo, you are commendable for your loyalty to me, and you have come to make Polo the deputy governor of Monan, and the hereditary position of minister. ”

When Polo heard this, he was stupid, himself, he was an official in the Ming Kingdom?

As soon as these words came out, Wang Ao, the secretary of the ministry, couldn't sit still.

Deputy Governor of Monan, what kind of official position is that? Da Ming doesn't have this official position.

Wang Ao hurriedly spoke: "Your Majesty, the post of deputy governor of Monan, the official department is not registered, please ...... Your Majesty."

"Oh, this, I am preparing to set up the Monan Mongolian Autonomous Region in Datong, two hundred miles north of Xuanfu, with the post of chief and deputy governor in charge of military affairs, and a patrol in charge of civil affairs."

After listening to this, Wang Ao was messy on the spot.

What is the Monan Mongolian Autonomous Region, what is it, why have you never heard of it?

Warat, Tatar, and Boyan couldn't sit still at this time.

No matter what this Monan Mongolian Autonomous Region is, at least one thing can be determined.

Zhu Qizhen wants to put this piece of land into his pocket.

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