Although the owner of Mei Zhuang successfully framed Feng Chen and imprisoned him in this simple yurt, with Feng Chen's skills, how could this thick rope restrain him. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoBut for today's plan, I'm afraid that the only way to do this is to look at the actions of the owner of the plum village, and then plan it yourself. Outside the yurts, they were all cheering for the election of the 'Mongolian warriors', and everyone was boisterously piling up their captured prey on the square, and Manggusi and Mei Zhuang stood on the high platform drinking with laughter. Although the dust was very far away in the tent, it was clear that the two seemed to be discussing something. Suddenly, a figure blocked the gap in the Mongolian tent, and when he was about to take a closer look, he saw Da Yu'er walking in from outside the tent. She beckoned the guards and attendants to retreat first, and then stood in front of Feng Chen, but she was stunned for a long time. Feng Chen opened his mouth and asked, "Gege, but what happened outside?" Da Yu'er said: "At noon, Huang Taiji was rescued by the Mongolian soldiers, saying that he was ambushed by assassins, thanks to the help of your two brothers, but now the owner of Mei Zhuang said that your martial arts are very human, if you want to take Huang Taiji's life one day, wouldn't it be easy, so they will naturally regard you as an enemy." The corner of Feng Chen's mouth smiled and said: "Nonsense, I saved the life of the emperor Taiji, but I was asked to carry the black pot." Da Yu'er said anxiously: "The most anxious thing at the moment is not that the young man is bound, but that my father is going to marry Hai Lanzhu to that son of Meiling." Feng Chen's eyes suddenly flashed Hailanzhu's pitiful look.

Hai Lanzhu stuffed a small dagger into Feng Chen's hand: "Shaoxia, I can only help you so much." I hope you can save my sister Hai Lanzhu. Feng Chen nodded and didn't say anything more. Da Yu'er came out of the tent and said to the attendants around her: "Keep an eye on me, no one is allowed to approach here without the permission of the Great Khan." The guards said in unison, "Yes!"

In the evening grassland, the sky was hung with burning red fiery clouds, reflecting half of the sky. When Feng Chen looked at the beautiful scenery outside the tent and felt the warm breeze mixed with comfort, he suddenly heard the sound of drums outside the yurt, and many people lit a bonfire, began to cook mutton and roast meat, and distributed the food from the hunt to the various hunters, and then a large piece of mutton was put on a wooden stick and set on the fire. The aroma was already wafting from a long distance, and the guards at the door were napping sleepily. He quietly cut the hemp rope that bound his hands, tiptoed to the side of the yurt, took out the dagger and gently cut a gap, and slipped out while no one was around. Since he promised Da Yu'er to save Hai Lanzhu, he will keep his promise, but with so many similar tents, no one knows which one this Hai Lanzhu lives in. When Feng Chen was distressed, he suddenly saw a young man dressed in Central Plains costume riding a fast horse not far from the fence.

The Mongol guards stopped him, but the man took out a gold medal from his breast pocket, and no one could stop him, so he went straight to the tent. Feng Chen wiped some dirt from the ground on his face, and changed his sheep felt hat to cover his eyes. When I look at it again at this time, it looks like the usual dust, but like a little beggar begging for food in Mongolia. Those Mongolian people outside the yurt, no one will look at him, Feng Chen walked smoothly outside the Mongolian tent, and heard the serious voice of Huang Taiji from inside: "What! Father Khan's situation is not good!" At this time, Dolgon was holding her mother's handwritten letter in his hand and was carefully studying it, and when he saw that at the end, he slapped the letterhead on the table, prepared two fast horses for me, and I and the imperial brother were going back to Shengjing. Huang Taiji picked up the letterhead on the table, there were few numbers, and the most provocative sentence was not this sentence: "I'm afraid that your father's emperor is approaching, so it is advisable to return as soon as possible and wait for the edict." Huang Taiji was already suspicious, and he knew that he was not as good as his father and emperor as his fourteenth brother, but he would always have a good relationship with these brothers, and then take advantage of them to make war exploits. At present, in addition to the news of the aggravation of his father's illness, there is another news that is ignored by everyone, this time Nurhachi wanted to enter Shanhaiguan on the return trip, but was unexpectedly driven out of Ningyuan City by Yuan Chonghuan with a red-clothed cannon. After the defeat, Nurhachi found himself dying of old age, but he still had regrets in his heart.

Huang Taiji and Dolgon prepared their horses and prepared to rush back to the Qingquan Palace near Shengjing overnight, and Feng Chen saw that the current event was not the marriage of Mengjin, but the change of master after Jin. This time, he really wanted to rush to Shengjing, but Da Yu'er Gege just wanted to ask for himself, and the plan to rescue Hai Lanzhu could also be carried out with him. So I looked for Hai Lanzhu between these yurts, and soon found Hai Lanzhu in a tent full of sundries, at this time Hai Lanzhu was wearing a coarse cloth dress and cooking on the fire. Feng Chen didn't say a word, entered the tent, and said to Hai Lanzhu: "On the third watch tonight, I will wait for you by the stable." Before Hai Lanzhu could react to seal the dust, he had already disappeared outside the tent at this time.

The owner of Mei Zhuang won the favor of Manggus Khan with a spirit animal skin, coupled with the fact that Mei Aohan designed to harm people to eliminate the two major opponents of Min Tian and Feng Chen, and he took the lead, the Khan of Horqin naturally looked at this hero differently, and Zai Sang was reluctant to marry his baby daughter, but after discussing with his concubine, he still decided to marry the 'disaster star' Hai Lanzhu born to him and the maidservant girl to this Meiling prince. Although Hai Lanzhu came from a humble background, her appearance, temperament, and quality are not lost to any girl in the grassland, and the owner of Mei Zhuang does not care who his son marries, as long as he can get the support of the Horqin grassland, it is excellent. Without further ado, Manggus still wanted to have a double happiness, so he set Hai Lanzhu's marriage for tonight. When Huang Taiji learned about this, his face was displeased, but after all, it was a bit bad for such a good woman to give a playboy. Dolgon, on the other hand, was only thinking about his mother and father, and just wanted to drink the cup of wine as soon as possible and hurry.

The night was low, and the bonfires of the grassland illuminated the cheeks of these drunken men one by one. Na Mei Aohan drank a few more glasses, watching the Mongolian girl's dance, while holding Hai Lanzhu's hand and leaning on the corner of the table. However, the owner of Mei Zhuang talked and laughed very much with Manggusi, and Zai Sang only drank a few more drinks on the scene, and he was not drunk yet. Feng Chen hid in the dark and prepared the horses, just waiting for the third watch to arrive and rescue Hai Lanzhu. But who knew that Mei Aohan's wine was too bad, and he had already fallen on the wine table, and the owner of Mei Zhuang ordered Hai Lanzhu to send his beloved son back to the tent to rest first, and the accompanying maid dragged Hai Lanzhu's wedding dress to send the two of them into the tent. Back in the tent, the maid took off the lengthy coats of the two of them, and handed the handkerchief to Hai Lanzhu, who was used to serving people on weekdays, so she naturally knew what to do next. After wiping the face of this Mei Gongzi, he slowly helped him onto the bed, but for some reason this Mei Aohan suddenly woke up, hugged Hai Lanzhu, and frightened the surrounding maids to retreat shyly. Hai Lanzhu pushed Mei Aohan hard, but to no avail. Mei Aohan said with a wicked smile: "The beauty and wine are helpless, only when the Spring Festival cave room." As he spoke, he was about to knock Hai Lanzhu down, but at this time, Feng Chen descended from the top of the Mongolian tent and slapped him on the back of the neck, Mei Aohan closed his eyes and fainted and fell asleep.

Feng Chen grabbed Hai Lanzhu's hand and dragged her to the top of the tent, then picked up the stone to extinguish the wick of the candlestick. Hai Lanzhu only felt that it was impossible for him to return to the grassland after leaving, although he was reluctant to accept his Eji and younger brother in his heart, but he was helpless to accept all this. Feng Dust led her to the stable, and when he saw that everyone was silent in the singing and dancing wine, he quietly led out the fast horse that had been prepared in advance, and whipped away from behind an inconspicuous hill. Hai Lanzhu sat on horseback and looked back at the grassland she grew up in from time to time, and now she was about to leave forever.