A biting north wind blew by, and light snow began to fall sporadically in the sky.
Yang Jie and Bodu stood opposite each other, Yang Jie's face was calm, and Bodu's face was ashen. Looking at the silent Bodu, Yang Jie took a step back and came between him and Ye Xian, but they were still facing each other. Facing Bodu, he said.
"I think you must be wondering now why I suddenly invited the Grand Master here..."
"Actually, the answer is very simple. I believe in the credibility of the Grand Master more than you do!"
Although Yang Jie did not deliberately avoid anyone in the conversation just now, the voice of this sentence was higher than the previous one. It was obvious that it was not just for Bodu to hear.
Therefore, after saying this, Bodu still didn't react, but those on the side shook their heads first, looked at Yang Jie with a more unpredictable look, and said indifferently.
"Reputation is not valuable on the grassland."
"Besides, isn't the purpose of Fourth Young Master's coming here actually just to kill me?"
Logically speaking, these words should be said with a tense atmosphere.
But on the contrary, Ye Xian said this with a relaxed expression, as if it was just a trivial matter.
Yang Jie turned around and faced Ye Xian, his eyes flashed and he said.
"Actually, I haven't given up on this idea yet..."
"No, I'm leaving soon. I'm still thinking of ways to instigate His Majesty King Bodu to be dissatisfied with the Grand Master. I want to repeat my old tricks and stir up civil strife in Wala!"
As he spoke, Yang Jie glanced at Bodu, who had a gloomy expression next to him, and smiled at him.
"It looks like it's done!"
"Grand Master, please take good care of yourself these days. If you are not careful and brothers fight each other, it will be bad..."
The direction of these words was so obvious that I almost had to mention Bodu's name.
So, after hearing these words, Bodu looked at him with murderous intent in his eyes and gritted his teeth when he spoke.
"Yang Jie!"
Yang Jie turned around, looked at Bodu calmly, and shrugged.
"What is your expression? Could it be that you are talking about something important?"
Bodu stared at Yang Jie, smiled angrily and said.
"Okay, I finally understand why the Tatar tribes are in the current situation. I really admire the Fourth Young Master's methods!"
"Don't worry, Fourth Young Master. After today, I will pray to the Changsheng Heaven day and night, praying that I can see you again in the future."
"I hope that by then, the Fourth Young Master will still be as calm and calm as he is now..."
There was a strong murderous intention between the lines of these words.
However, facing the threat from Bodu, Yang Jie looked relaxed and said.
"The wish is very good, but if you want to realize this wish, Your Majesty King Bodu, I'm afraid you have to work harder!"
As he spoke, Yang Jie spread his hands and said.
"You have also seen that I am very weak. When I come to the grassland this time, my father and brother at home are already very worried. When I return to Beijing this time, I am afraid that I will have to rest in the Marquis's mansion all day long. Whether I can go to the border again in my lifetime is really doubtful. It’s hard to say.”
"If you want to see me again, you can only go to the capital to find me. However, the capital is such an important place that I'm afraid I won't tolerate your arrogance."
Yang Jun broke out in cold sweats as he listened to these words.
Although You Ye is present now, this is Wala's territory after all. Yang Jie stimulates Bodu over and over again, and Yang Jun is really afraid that Bodu will get angry and hurt someone in the next moment.
However, what he didn't expect was that it wasn't over yet.
Seeing Bodu's furious look, Yang Jie seemed to feel that it was not enough. He took two steps back, came back between Bodu and Yesian, and then said with a smile.
"So, if you really want to kill me, instead of praying to the Heaven of Immortality, it is better to pray to yourself."
"When you become the Lord of Wala, maybe you will have the opportunity to repeat the glory of the Grand Master?"
"After all, Zijingguan is not far from the capital, right?"
"Fourth Young Master!"
This time, it was Ye who spoke first.
Obviously, Yang Jie's words also touched his sensitive nerves, so Ye Xian, who had always been pleasant-looking, his face turned slightly colder and said.
"It's a good thing for young people to be energetic, but when it's time to temper your edge, you should also keep a low profile. Otherwise, you may easily get killed..."
With these words, the pressure of momentum rushed towards his face, causing the atmosphere at the scene to suddenly drop to freezing point.
Again, he is the Lord of Wala first, and he is the absolute master of this camp.
No matter how many threats Bodu faced, they were nothing compared to the one sentence he wrote lightly in the first place.
But now, Ye Xian was obviously angry because of Yang Jie's actions just now.
Yang Jun looked on, clenching his fists tightly, trying to suppress his impulse to rush forward. He knew that at this time, he must stay calm.
With a person like him, it would be useless to rush forward. Moreover, he believed in Yang Jie and his brother, and would not seek death...
Facing Ye Xian whose expression changed, Yang Jie's expression also became cautious, he cupped his hands and said.
"What the Grand Master said is that I am offended. However, the Grand Master just said that reputation is not worth mentioning on the grassland."
"So, since the grand master is willing to let my brother go, I believe it's not for the so-called credibility, right?"
He didn't speak at first, just looked at Yang Jie quietly.
But this time, Yang Jie was also very cautious and did not speak. He kept bowing and cupping his hands. Even if he looked closely, there was a trace of sweat on his forehead.
Scattered snowflakes were blown by the north wind, causing pain on people's faces, and fell to the ground. After a while, a thin layer of snow formed.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
In the silent camp, a burst of heroic laughter suddenly sounded.
He also looked at Yang Jie first and said.
"Fourth Young Master, do you know what I admire most about you?"
"Over the years, I have rarely seen anyone who dares to tell the truth in front of me like you do. It's so easy to speak quickly."
"Fourth Young Master, you are bold and resourceful, but it's a pity that you lack a strong body."
"However, do you know that as long as you are as good at martial arts as General Yang Er, then today, you will not be able to leave this camp no matter what!"
Yang Jie straightened up and his expression became a little complicated. He looked at his open hands and a smile quickly appeared on his face and said.
"In this case, I would like to thank myself for the disease that was brought from my mother's womb..."
There was obviously a hint of self-deprecation in these remarks.
However, Ye Xian did not take it as a joke, but nodded seriously and said.
"There is a saying among the Han people that it is a blessing in disguise, but it is not a blessing. It is just right to apply it to the Fourth Young Master!"
At this time, Yang Jie's expression also returned to calmness. He glanced at Bodu, who was still staring at him, and smiled.
"So, the Grand Master doesn't care about what I just did to sow discord between the Grand Master and His Excellency King Bodu?"
What he said made Yang Jun want to go up and cover Yang Jie's mouth.
Are you saying that this is not the case where the pot is not opened?
After finally appeasing him, why do you want to go back and forth?
Yang Jun's heart was secretly tense, but unexpectedly, he was not angry this time.
On the contrary, he laughed again as if he heard something funny.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
After a long time, he suppressed his smile, raised his head and looked directly at Yang Jie, then seemed to look through Yang Jie at someone behind him, and said in a calm voice.
"Fourth Young Master, do you know that it has been twelve years since my father died in the fourth year of Zhengtong and I took over the position of Grand Master."
As he spoke, Ye Xian's face also showed a trace of sadness, but it quickly turned cold and said.
“In the past twelve years, I have encountered more challenges than I can count.”
"There are those on the battlefield, there are those off the battlefield, there are enemies, there are trusted people, there are open guns, there are hidden arrows, there are countless ways..."
"But where are they now?"
The answer to this question is obvious and doesn’t need to be said.
Snowflakes fell on everyone's shoulders, and also fell on the ground, covering it in a white blanket, which fit the current scene very well.
After a long time, Ye Xian's voice returned to calmness and said.
"Fourth Young Master, the grassland is vast. On this land, the only things you can trust are interests and the scimitar in your hand."
"I, Trolos Yesian, am never afraid of any challenge."
"Immortality is in the sky, and all those who dare to betray will only die!"
These words were said calmly at first, but they had an inexplicable air of heroism.
Yang Jie stood aside and was silent for a moment, then solemnly raised his hands and said.
"The Grand Master is really a hero, I respect you!"
After saying that, Yang Jie turned around again and glanced at Bodu who was also silent. However, he did not say another word to him. Instead, he stepped back to Yang Jun and said.
"I've finished what I want to say. Whatever the Grand Master wants, once it's in a safe place, someone will bring it back."
"If we say goodbye today, we will never see each other again."
"Master, take care!"
The cold wind was biting, and his clothes were flying. In the wind and snow, Yang Jie's face showed a rare trace of respect.
Seeing this situation, Ye Xian's expression became gentle again, and he nodded slightly as a return gift.
After saying that, he also took two steps back to get out of the way and said.
"Fourth Young Master, take care!"
After saying goodbye to each other, Yang Jie led the people forward step by step. Yang Jun followed closely behind, always keeping vigilance.
Especially when he passed Ye Xian and Bodu, he couldn't help but hold down the long knife at his waist.
However, it turned out that his worries were unnecessary.
He didn't regret it, and this time, Bodu didn't make any move.
They just walked out of the camp all the way, so smoothly that Yang Jun felt a little unreal.
Just let them go?
Standing outside the camp gate, Yang Jun and Yang Jie looked back at Ye Xian, who was still standing in the camp, and the Wara soldiers who were all kneeling on one knee. Their expressions were a little complicated.
"Fourth Young Master, please get in the car."
The speaker was a man in his thirties, with a strong appearance. He claimed to be the captain of the escort responsible for Yang Jie's departure, and his name was Brege.
As soon as they met, Wu Ren's intuition made Yang Jun realize that this was not a simple character.
Although the Mongolian robe on his body was very clean, the smell of blood on his body was so strong that it could not be concealed.
Yang Jun quietly increased his vigilance, but Yang Jie remained calm and looked around, especially on Brege's face for a moment, and finally fell on Ye Xian in the distance.
"I hope Grand Master can always hold the scimitar in his hand..."
The voice was so subtle that even Yang Jun, who was right next to Yang Jie, almost thought it was his own imagination.
After saying this, Yang Jie turned around and got on the carriage without hesitation.
The long team began to move forward. Yang Jie was sitting on a carriage in the middle, surrounded by fifty generals brought by Yang Jun. Further outside, there were five hundred cavalry who were also sent first.
Yang Jun was riding a horse. As the carriage moved forward, he was getting farther and farther away from the camp. He couldn't help but look back at the camp in the distance, frowning, not knowing what he was thinking.
After a moment, he shook his head, reined in the horse's head, and moved forward without hesitation.
At the same time, Ye Xian in the camp was also looking at the team that was gradually going away. The snow was getting heavier and heavier. Ye Xian just watched like this until the team disappeared. He sighed softly and said to himself.
"I really want to kill him..."
There was a sense of regret in his tone.
Seeing this situation, Bo couldn't help but take a step forward and said.
"Since the Grand Master has this intention, why not just kill him?"
"This son's courage and strategy are all top choices. Just now he was in the enemy's camp, but he was still able to be calm and composed, and he even dared to make provocations. This shows his courage and character."
"The grand master released him back to the Ming Dynasty, which is to let the tiger return to the mountains. This son will become a big trouble for our grassland in the future..."
Compared to Ye Xian, who was just harsh and didn't allow Bodu to say a word, at this moment, he was obviously much more tolerant.
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He waved his hand, and all the soldiers who had been kneeling on the ground from the beginning started to stand up, but they still stood there, waiting for Ye Xian's instructions.
He also raised his head first and looked at Bodu.
The cold wind was biting, and the blood on his face had slowly solidified, forming a hideous scar.
He shook his head and said with a somewhat sad tone.
"There are many smart people in the Ming Dynasty. With Yang Jie's body, it is impossible for him to go to the battlefield in this life. In this case, he is just one of many smart people. He will not be a big problem. If I let him go, I will naturally let him go. 's sake."
As he spoke, Ye Xian narrowed his eyes slightly, with a dangerous aura flashing in his eyes, and spoke softly, asking.
"Compared to this, I am more curious..."
"My dear brother, why do you want to kill him so much?"
This was said in a gentle tone, but Bodu's face became very ugly. He immediately fell to his knees and said.
"Grand Master Mingjian, I just think that this person can make all parts of Tatar fall apart with his own strength. It is really terrible, so I feel that I can't let him go. What Yang Jie just said was just to provoke the Grand Master." Suspicious, if the Grand Master believes it, then he has fallen into his scheme and made the same mistake as the Great Khan and Jinong!"
"Yeah?"
He first casually took out the scimitar from his waist and held it in front of him, as if he was sizing up how sharp the scimitar that he had been with for many years was.
After a moment, his eyes fell on Bedu again and he said seemingly casually.
"I heard that Yang Jie was able to escape from the Khan Court this time with the help of the Turgut tribe. A cavalry of thousands of people escorted him to the Turgut tribe."
"However, I sent someone to the Khan Court a few days ago and received news that this cavalry has not returned to the Tumut tribe until now."
"My dear brother, the grassland is vast. Where will Yang Jie hide this cavalry?"
"He is a man of the Ming Dynasty. He has no foundation in the grassland and no tribe behind him. How can he maintain the supply of this cavalry for such a long time?"
