"But they hate the rebels more than they hate the Yuan court, and I'm afraid that they will make trouble like the fake surrender before. Zhu Chongba frowned, he was not very relieved.

"Why do they hate the rebels? Because the rebels will be ruined, their net worth and property will be ruined, so there is such a thing as collusion with the Yuan court to suppress the rebels, but now it is different. Jiang Qinglan smiled and handed Zhu Chongba a letter.

"See. Jiang Qinglan said.

Zhu Chongba took it and unfolded it to read it, his expression was extremely complicated, "This is really ...... Both sides are not pleased. ”

This letter was brought back from the Yuan capital by the powerful nephew who had been pressed into the prison before.

It turned out that after the suppression of the uprising of the rebel army, Na Haoqiang sent his nephew to Dadu with native products, and asked him to explain the situation here and his military exploits to the Yuan court, in order to earn an official and a half-job, but the nephew went to Dadu and reported the situation.

The local products brought with them were tributed, all of which were unique to the south, and most of them were not there, which made the officials of the Yuan court like it very much, but they ate other people's things not only with short hands and soft mouths, but also ridiculed in every way, giving this nephew a nickname.

"You give us a preserved chicken to eat, and we will also send you a preserved chicken, we won't do it, so we'll give you a name, call it preserved chicken." ”

The preserved chicken is a native product of the south, and the nephew brought it to the north to do personnel, and now it is called like this as a nickname, which is really insulting.

The nephew was snubbed and laughed, and tearfully wrote a letter to ask him to bring it back to his uncle, asking what to do next.

But what I didn't expect was that the ancient carriages and horses were very slow, the letters were far away, and when the nephew was walking around in the capital, the uncle had already been imprisoned by Zhu Chongba, and the letter he brought back also fell into Jiang Qinglan's hands.

"Because they are not Mongolians, even if they help the Yuan court wholeheartedly, what else is there to make except for being called a roast?" Jiang Qinglan continued, "Before, they had illusions about the Yuan court, but now this roast has directly shattered their dreams, and now they can either be the grass cowards who occupy the mountain as the king, or they can only throw themselves into the rebel army." ”

"But what they did before will be hated by the rebels, and they can't melt in, and they can't occupy the mountain as the king, it's really ...... It's kind of miserable. Zhu Chongba said and couldn't help laughing.

"So, if Sixteen don't want these people, they will be sad. Jiang Qinglan pretended to cooperate.

Zhu Chongba's Ying Tianfu is now in order, no matter who acts in a disciplined manner, and the military discipline is strict, as long as these people have their minds to follow him, there will be no problem of not being able to get in.

"Yes, yes. Zhu Chongbadao, "I'll let people post this letter, and keep it so that everyone in the world knows that there is no way out to be a lackey, and if you finish making a dog, you have to make a chicken, but you can't be a person, why bother?"

"We are sixteen too. Jiang Qinglan opened her mouth with a smile, "The words spoken are sour, fresh and refined." ”

Zhu Chongba's face flushed, he always felt that Jiang Qinglan's words were like scolding, but he couldn't say what was wrong, since this was the case, then praise it back, so Zhu Chongba slowly spoke, "Sixteen talents are shallow, and they are not as well-read as Qinglan." ”

“......”

Yes, it's amazing.

Jiang Qinglan looked at Zhu Chongba, friend, you only have white steamed buns to eat next month, and this mother will not give you a single shredded pickle!