(thirty-one)
I have given up all hope that there will be rare items waiting for a price.
When he was commanding troops in the capital of the Ming Dynasty, he saw from a distance the heroic appearance of the new emperor of the Ming Dynasty, wearing a helmet, armor and sword, riding a horse and leaping high.
Look at Zhu Qizhen, who has no backbone and is submissive in front of him.
Didn't see it.
Totally blind.
There may be some blind people in the Ming court, but they are not completely blind, otherwise they would not be defeated and retreat beyond the Great Wall.
Since holding it in your hand as a hostage is useless, it would be better to send it back.
There was civil strife in the Ming Dynasty, and Wala profited.
This can be regarded as his new game of chess.
Zhu Qizhen's heart was beating wildly, and countless words were stuck in his throat.
Ecstasy, tension, and fear mixed together.
"The Ming Dynasty was injured in the Tumu Fort, and a lot of losses were incurred in deploying troops and raising food in the battle to defend the capital. If the terms of peace talks between Oara and the Ming Dynasty are harsh, maybe the Ming Dynasty will continue to ignore it."
He also raised his eyebrows first, with complex eyes and a playful look, "Your Majesty, Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, please put it down. I will definitely send you back."
"In the worst case, I will send you back unconditionally."
Since extortion is of no benefit, one has to find another way to make a living.
"Seriously?" Zhu Qizhen's eyes widened in ecstasy.
He also said calmly, "I take it seriously."
“Don’t you Han people say that once a word is broken, it will be hard to chase after it?”
He also looked at Zhu Qizhen first, feeling quite contented.
After careful calculation, Zhu Qizhen can be regarded as his nobleman.
Capturing Emperor Ming alive and riding a horse across BJ City made him famous in one battle and gained unparalleled prestige.
In the ecstasy, Zhu Qizhen didn't even think about analyzing the deeper meaning of his move. He just kept looking forward to ending this life of being a captive and returning to the capital with glory and wealth.
"I'll write it now, I'll write it now."
The Ming Dynasty court had always refused peace talks because the Oara people were greedy and wanted too much, but now they were inexplicably willing to relent and send him back to the capital unconditionally. The court officials would no longer have any reason to refuse.
He also first raised the tent curtain and gave instructions to the soldiers guarding outside the tent.
The soldier left in response and soon appeared in the tent with pen, ink and paper.
"When you return to the capital, you must remember my heart in saving you from the sea of suffering."
When his father Tuo Huan passed away, he inherited his throne first and called himself Grand Master Huai Wang.
Ye Xian's ambition has always been great, and he wants to rebuild the Yuan Dynasty and unify the world.
Zhu Qizhen understands very well that people have to bow their heads under the eaves.
He spoke first, and Zhu Qizhen kept nodding and writing quickly. In a short while, he filled up a large page with eloquent words, emphasizing that Wala sincerely repaired his illness and was willing to send him back unconditionally.
He put away the letter first and said casually, "What are you going to do after you return to Beijing?"
"I heard that the new emperor of the Ming Dynasty is what the people want."
Ye Xian's words were like a ladle of cold water poured over Zhu Qizhen's head, and the joy in his heart and eyes suddenly stagnated.
When he returned to the capital, he was no longer the Ming emperor who once spoke from a high position.
To put it nicely, he is the Supreme Emperor.
To put it mildly, he is a thorn in the side.
Will his younger brother, King Zhu Qiyu, treat him well?
The smile on Zhu Qizhen's face was stiff, and he looked a little hesitant.
"Let's take a step and see."
Zhu Qizhen's wilting road.
No matter how bad it is, it is better than being beaten by wind and rain in this desert.
Also, his queen mother would not completely stand by and watch.
If the queen mother can't protect his throne, can't she also protect his wealth and glory?
Ye first sneered, "His Majesty the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty is really extraordinary, he is extremely ambitious and thoughtful."
Zhu Qizhen:......
He understood that this was a taunt.
"Now that the matter has come to this, what else can be done?" Zhu Qizhen said dejectedly as he smashed the jar.
Is it possible that the people of Ming Dynasty can be forced to accept him?
He frowned first, "I have heard a saying from you Han people: the tree wants to be quiet but the wind does not stop."
"I have only superficially learned the culture of the Han people, but you are different."
"When the heavy snow stops, I will send someone to deliver the message for you."
Let’s stop it first and not speak too thoroughly.
There is no one in a superior position who is not suspicious and thoughtful.
The fire in the tent went out at some point, and Zhu Qizhen melted into the darkness, with the sentence "The tree wants to be quiet but the wind doesn't stop" echoing in his mind.
The tree wants to be still but the wind doesn't stop.
Time passed in the wind and snow, and most of the month passed by in a flash.
In the first month of the year, there was a dispute in the Ming Dynasty.
Zhu Qizhen, who was in Oara, received a reply from Daming.
His request to return to the capital was sternly rejected.
Zhu Qizhen himself did not expect that the biggest stumbling block for him to return to the capital was not Wala or the new emperor Zhu Qiyu of the Ming Dynasty, but Yu Qian, a popular figure in the court.
This official, who had been marginalized under his rule, once stood up and questioned Wala's intentions. He bluntly said that with the constant riots on the border, Wala must have some agenda.
He had been looking forward to his return trip to Beijing for more than half a month, but it was so absurd that he died prematurely.
Yu Qian!
Yu Qian!
Damn it!
The saying that if there are constant riots on the border, Wala must have some agenda, this is just an excuse in the eyes of Zhu Qizhen.
Every winter, is the border ever truly peaceful?
Never!
This is obviously Yu Qian taking sides!
Yu Qian chose Zhu Qiyu.
Zhu Qizhen gritted his teeth in hatred.
He is the orthodox Ming Dynasty and the only legitimate son of the late emperor.
He gave up the throne to Zhu Qiyu, but Zhu Qiyu refused to give him a way to survive.
Where is the queen mother?
Didn't the Queen Mother lobby for him?
Zhu Qizhen was shocked and angry, and he was also deeply surprised at first.
He even planned to return it unconditionally, but Daming still refused.
Ye first looked at Zhu Qizhen with contempt, once again fully understanding Zhu Qizhen's dispensable position in the hearts of the Ming Dynasty's monarchs and ministers.
Bai had given him hope.
If Zhu Qi Zhen is successful, pigs can even climb trees.
"Grand Master, Grand Master, why don't you first ask the Wala soldiers to stop harassing the Ming border town?"
"When I return to the capital, I will definitely raise a large amount of food and grass to reward the grand master."
The sense of disparity between hope and hope has completely destroyed Zhu Qizhen.
Zhu Qizhen humbly grabbed Ye Xian's robe and begged.
The corners of his mouth twitched first. Did Zhu Qizhen not understand clearly?
He first grabbed Zhu Qizhen and pulled him outside the tent, looking at the flying snow in the sky: "Did you see it?"
"It's freezing cold and we're short of food and clothing. Do you want me to risk the lives of Ora soldiers because of you?"
"I have done my best to you."
"Think about it for yourself, throughout the ages, no one has ever returned a prisoner unconditionally."
"It was Daming who abandoned you."
"On the contrary, Wala gave you a place to stay."
Zhu Qizhen fell silent, and his whole person became more and more gloomy.
He also let go of Zhu Qizhen first. Zhu Qizhen fell into the thick snow, and it was freezing cold for a moment. He suddenly came back to his senses, "You said you would definitely send me back."
He spread his hands first, "Then after spring, you can continue writing to Ming Dynasty."
"Speak more about your advantages and your orthodoxy, and the courtiers will always recognize you."
"Someone's recognition is the bargaining chip for you to return to Beijing."
