The country is rich and the people are strong, and Fanbang is as well-behaved as a grandson.

The country is weak and the people are declining, and the state is like a demon.

Outside the Hanyuan Palace, Mongolia was fierce, and the hundred officials of the Great Jin Dynasty were forbidden.

The eight Mongolian divisions combined with one army, 300,000 cavalry, and shocked the Great Jin.

The civil and military officials of the Great Jin Dynasty fought infighting in the past, you came and went, the spittle stars flew wildly, and they wanted to drown each other with spittle, and they wanted to put the other party to death with red faces and red ears.

Today, in the face of rugged and majestic Mongolian men, the civil and military officials are as well-behaved as little daughters-in-law.

Wilted.

It's a bit of a shame.

"Presumptuous!"

There was only one teenager, standing tall.

The boy was not very old, thirteen or fourteen years old, with a strong body, but his face was full of immaturity.

The young man's eyebrows and eyes were full of majesty at this time, and he stared at a Mongolian strong man with cold eyes: "This is Hanyuan Palace, this is the Great Jin Palace, how can you allow a barbarian like you to come here nonsense?!" ”

Gain, the Mongolian mission was arrogant and rude, and Zhuge Shanji, the second assistant of the cabinet, muttered in a low voice that a savage, reckless, was heard by a Mongolian strong man in the Mongolian mission, and immediately became angry, grabbed Zhuge Shanji's clothes, and spitted Xingzi almost drowned Zhuge Shanji.

This has stood in the court for many years without falling, drowning the mouth cannon of many opponents with spittle stars... Oh no, Wenchen Cifu, today I finally felt the grievance of being almost drowned by the spitting stars,

Moreover, this Mongolian man, with a roar in his voice, no one understood what he said.

However, this group of Mongolian missions, one by one, laughed extremely presumptuously, and obviously did not say a good word.

When the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty were all silent, the third prince Zheng Yiqian was furious and was the only one who stood up: "Let go!" ”

A punch was thrown, and the young man's weak body erupted with a chilling momentum.

The Mongolian man's expression was grim, he stretched out a palm, and he didn't put the young man's fist in his eyes at all, and the clothes on the young man's body made the Mongolian man very jealous.

This is the prince of the Great Jin Dynasty!

No matter how presumptuous the Mongolian envoys were, they didn't dare to seriously hurt the prince of the Great Jin Dynasty.

Stretching out a hand, the Mongolian envoys did not dare to hurt the prince of the Great Jin Dynasty, but they could be humiliated! Grabbing the fist of the prince of the Great Jin Dynasty, the steppe wolf faced the ants like ants, making the prince of the Great Jin Dynasty afraid of Mongolia.

However, when the fist slammed into his palm, the Mongolian man's face changed.

The palm of his hand was retracted like an electric shock, and the other hand subconsciously loosened Zhuge Shanji's placket and retreated. The Mongolian strong man looked at the young man again, and his face became solemn: "I have seen many men in Dajin, but the prince of Dajin is still a man." ”

The lawless Mongolian mission was able to say this, which was a great affirmation of the third prince, Zheng Yiqian.

This boy is not very old, but he is extremely powerful.

That punch made the Mongolian man's palms and bones shatter.

This prince of the Great Jin Dynasty has a certain amount of force, and it is not low.

"Zhuge Cifu."

Ignoring the Mongolian man, Zheng Yiqian helped Zhuge Shanji.

Now that the Great Jin Dynasty should be unanimous with the outside world, Zheng Yiqian does not like Zhuge Shanji, because this cabinet minister, in front of his father, has never said a good word for him.

"You're a man, dare you fight me?"

The Mongolian man just now, when he saw Zheng Yiqian ignoring him, not only was he not annoyed, but he had a feeling of joy when he saw the hunt: "Traveling all over the world of the Great Jin, there is no one in the Great Jin who can fight, and you are the only one who interests me." ”

"Vulgar savages!"

Pushing away Zheng Yiqian's palm, although Zhuge Shanji was thin, he was not afraid of facing the Mongolian man.

Rescued by the three princes, Zhuge Shanji felt that he was resurrected with full blood again, and he could go to the front line: "The so-called son of a daughter does not sit in the hall, this is the eldest son of the Emperor of the Great Jin Dynasty, the son of the Emperor of the Eight Classics, how can he fight with such a vulgar savage as you?" ”

"Haha..."

The Mongolian envoy laughed, looking down on the entire Jin Dynasty civil and military ministers, full of nobles: "I heard such a sentence in the Central Plains, Confucianism is prosperous, but civilization is declining, and the people are not living." The decline of Confucianism is that the country is rich and the people are strong, and the soldiers are strong. You Confucian birdmen, we Mongolia don't need you to govern the grasslands, and you Dajin use your Confucianism to govern the Central Plains, which is stronger and weaker now? ”

Nowadays, who is stronger and which is weaker?

Do you still need to ask?

The Mongolian soldiers were strong, and the Great Jin Dynasty under the governance of Confucianism was crumbling with mountains and rivers.

Now the Mongol cavalry trembled.

Humiliate!

This is an insult to the whole of Confucianism!

Wen Chen was angry one by one: "Shameless horseman! ”

"Arrogance!"

The remarks of the Mongol envoys that they wanted to roast Confucianism on a fire spread all over the world, and it was absolutely a disaster for Confucianism: "As the saying goes, fight the world immediately, and settle the world under the horse, how can you be as arrogant as you in governing the world?" ”

"Meng Yuan was strong at the beginning, but didn't he die in the end?"

The ministers couldn't sit still and began to speak back.

"You keep saying that we are barbarians, but we want to enter the Central Plains and enslave you civilized people."

The Mongolian envoy looked at Zhuge Shanji contemptuously, and looked at the incompetent and furious Great Jin Wenchen: "What can you do to me?" As for you Emperor of the Great Jin Dynasty, we are impatient, and we have to set our conditions today and marry the princess to us! ”

"Our patience is limited, otherwise, our Mongolian 300,000 cavalry will go south today and come to fetch it in person!"

Arrogant, domineering!

Many generals in the Great Jin Dynasty clenched their fists and finally had no choice but to let go. Look at their big bellies, full of fat, called military attachés, they really can't fight, under the erosion of wealth and wealth, they no longer have the heroism of their ancestors.

Gotta enjoy it like this, who will surrender and not continue to be rich?

Love, what's wrong.

Some people also saw some clues, the Mongolian army, the area around the Great Wall of Chen Bing, but no longer went south. What are the reasons for this and what are the concerns?

"Your Majesty has arrived!"

The eunuch's sharp voice resounded outside the Hanyuan Palace.

Emperor Qingyuan came in step and sat in the highest position.

Below, there are the seats of several princes, and on the lower left, there are the positions of the Mongolian envoys.

Emperor Qingyuan had just sat down, hundreds of officials, civil and military nobles, and before he had time to pay homage, the Mongolian envoy got up directly: "Emperor of the Great Jin, it has been more than a month since the peace talks, and my Mongolian princes have no patience, do the Great Jin want to offer what we ask for, or wait for my Mongolian army of 300,000 to come and get it in person?" ”

"Presumptuous!"

Zheng Yi, who had just returned to the throne and sat down, looked at him angrily: "You are still discussing, can't you Mongolia want something, what will I give you in Dajin?" ”

Emperor Qingyuan's face was gloomy, since half a month ago, after receiving the news of the withdrawal of the three Mongolian Monan tribes, the news from the north seemed to be interrupted, and no news came.

There is no need to think about it, the Mongolian tribes have cut off the road to the south, and no news can come.

What is the land of Hebei now?

Emperor Qingyuan is not very clear that this group of Mongolian envoys must have confidence if they are so arrogant and domineering.

Even if the three are withdrawn, there are still more than 200,000 iron horsemen, who can go south at any time!

Da Jin is not an opponent!

"Wait a minute, don't be impatient."

Emperor Qingyuan was patient and barely suppressed the anger in his heart: "Everything will be discussed later." ”

"It's been discussed for nearly two months, and since you Dajin are not sincere, I don't think there is any need to continue to discuss."

The Mongolian envoys stood up one by one, and the Mongolian envoys sneered: "Leave here, you will wait for my Mongolian army, 300,000 iron cavalry, to level your Great Jin!" ”

"Arrogance!"

"How daring!"

"Rude..."

The civil and military ministers, who were still quail-like just now, after the arrival of the emperor, were all blushing and thick-necked, eager to roll up their sleeves and rush up to fight with the Mongolian mission.

Emperor Qingyuan took a deep breath and closed his eyes, full of helplessness.

Just now, he saw everything in his eyes, and the civil and military ministers shrank their heads one by one under the rude attitude of the Mongolian mission, not daring to say anything. Otherwise, no prince of his own would have stood up and angrily denounced the Mongol mission.

Shaking his head slightly, the courtiers of the Manchu Dynasty are like this, how can the Great Jin not die: "Everyone..."

"A great victory... Monan victory! ”

At this moment, a high-pitched voice sounded, and then the forbidden army roared angrily, resounding throughout the entire Hanyuan Palace: "Great victory, great victory in Monan!" ”

PS: It's really not the number of water words, it's really not the number of water words.

The story needs to be foreshadowed.

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