After hearing this, Zaha looked up at Qi Yuan and fell silent again.
After thinking for a long time in his heart, he answered Qi Yuan's question.
"If you are the envoy of God, Zaha will be willing to do it."
Qi Yuan straightened his clothes and stretched his muscles without bringing up related topics again.
"It's daybreak, it's time to get ready to move deeper."
Zaha, who had been answering questions all night, suddenly no longer had to answer questions, which made Zaha a little unable to react.
Why do Lord God's thoughts always run faster than his horse? ?
So does Lord Divine Envoy want them to help him become the emperor of the Central Plains?
But did the Lord God Envoy talk about migration, or were they going to another border to trade with those white-skinned and blue-eyed foreigners? ?
Zaha looked at Qi Yuan who had already sat in the carriage and was filled with questions.
This feeling of being unable to speak something is really annoying.
However, the clan members gradually woke up, and Zaha couldn't ask any more questions. He could only turn around and take the clan members to pack up the available things and plan to migrate.
No matter what, at least their life won't be worse than it is now.
After flying around for a while, 888 stood on the top of the carriage and breathed a sigh of relief.
I can finally take a break.
Qi Yuan in the carriage was eating sweet-scented osmanthus cake, slowly savoring the taste of his hometown.
An Jiu thought of Zaha who had been questioned all night, and very wisely chose to ask the question first.
The master asked questions that were really testing.
Although he had experienced situations where he couldn't ask anything, An Jiu felt that it would be easier to be the one asking questions.
"Master really plans to lead the Mongols into the Central Plains?"
Qi Yuan picked up another piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake and stared at An Jiu like a fool.
"Do you dare to believe that you are seeking skin from a tiger? Don't the secret guards learn tactics?"
Qi Yuan's suspicious eyes pierced An Jiu's heart deeply, he really learned.
He just believed in his master's evil deeds, and even he was fooled into it.
Therefore, it is false to lead the Mongols into the Central Plains. It is true to use their internal disintegration to solve border issues.
An Jiu: He is superficial.
"Don't you think what I'm telling you is a lie? How could an envoy of God deceive believers?"
Qi Yuan saw through An Jiu's thoughts and smiled with his chin propped up, looking in disbelief.
An Jiu became even more silent when he was told that he was thinking.
He suddenly felt that he knew nothing but just followed his master.
Qi Yuan saw An Jiu lowering his head in silence and looking uninterested, smiled and didn't mention it again.
The wolves can be driven, but they cannot be lured into the house.
When a person does not have power, he can certainly handle the interests in his hands with dignity, but when he really has it, he will no longer think so.
Zaha can say such words now, but he doesn't have it yet.
Even if Qi Yuan wants to completely incorporate the border into his territory, he is not so impatient as to use the power of the Mongolian people to return to Kyoto.
How big of a fool would it take to do such a stupid thing?
Qi Yuan leaned against the carriage and smelled the smell of barbecue outside.
Zaha brought the roasted mutton to An Jiu.
An Jiu checked the mutton and handed it to Qi Yuan.
Qi Yuan ate barbecue and watched the people who had regained their energy and planned to migrate with gusto.
I hope Zaha’s knowledge can last longer.
Otherwise, he would have to replace someone, which would be very troublesome. But that Bazhu looks like he can take over for a while.
Qi Yuan knocked on the roof of the carriage, and An Jiu's expression became tangled again when he saw the golden eagle fluttering its wings and flying into the carriage.
Has the master really read?
Does he really not think that this is what God has given him? As soon as this miracle appeared, the new emperor raised his arms and shouted in great numbers, and many people surrendered.
Why do you have to go outside this pass to be an envoy?
An Jiu really couldn't figure it out, but his experience of asking questions several times told him that it was best not to think about questions that he couldn't figure out.
So out of sight and out of mind, An Jiu jumped out of the carriage and crossed his arms to watch the Mongolian people busy.
Zaha and Bazhu stood together to exchange information and arrange migration matters.
Bazhu didn't say a word and just nodded.
Zaha looked at the rejuvenated tribesmen and thought about Qi Yuan's problems.
Ask yourself, what will they look like next spring?
Zaha didn't know either, so he could only look up at the blue sky.
May God bless you forever.
Qi Yuan touched the golden eagle's feathers gently.
888: Thank you, I’m already numb and don’t dare to move.
"It's a small mission. The identity Tuanzi chose for you is good. After I lead Zaha and others to integrate the tribes deep in the grassland.
You lead the crowds, cattle and sheep to avoid Ulimu's sight and take them to the west edge of the town to stay there for the whole winter.
Just let them survive. If there is chaos, change the leader.
Anyway, don't let them disturb your family.
I believe that if you are smart and witty, you shouldn’t be unable to do such a small thing, right? "
Qi Yuan's tone was gentle and his movements were as gentle as coaxing a child.
888 didn't feel coaxed, only felt threatened.
After removing the sugar coating, the translation of this sugar-coated bullet is: 888 You have to spend a lot of effort to lead a large group of disobedient targets to avoid dense surveillance and take them to another chaotic city. You can’t kill people, and you can’t. Let them run around. If you can't do that, just pluck its hair and make soup.
888: It’s so hateful! Tuanzi has such a poisonous heart!
It must have known that the General Assembly would do this, so it found such an entity to do the hard work for it!
888's life is in Qi Yuan's hands. Thinking of the merits of bottoming out and the guarantee he had made, he nodded with tears.
Qi Yuan withdrew his hand with satisfaction, took out a small bamboo tube and tied it to 888's feet.
"I believe that the excellent 888 wouldn't mind sharing the news with Dark Five and the others, right?"
The tied bamboo tube showed that Qi Yuan's question was simply a notification.
"Why don't you let Tuanzi go? It can send back the message at a glance, which is much faster than me flying around!"
888 Thinking of Tuanzi who disappeared without a trace, he suddenly felt that there should still be difficulties to share.
Qi Yuan lazily leaned toward the carriage, and the sickly young man looked at 888 expectantly.
888: It shouldn't! It shouldn’t be looking for dumplings! It should go find the little Tiandao who cultivated the immortal world last time!
Tuanzi is such a lustful king that Zhi Huan can only think of his fairy sister! With it, there are just pits upon pits, and the pits are as deep as the bottom!
Qi Yuan hugged 888 and threw him out of the carriage. 888, a humble worker, could only continue to deliver the letter.
Qi Yuan and An Jiu took Zaha and others deep into the grassland to gather the tribe.
And 888 flew towards the Central Plains, splitting into two groups.
An Wu and An Ten, who were staring at the prophecy in the Central Plains, squatted in front of the thatched house, gnawing at grass roots and looking at the sky, their eyes turning green.
"Brother, I heard that His Highness's army is recruiting troops. There will be white rice for every meal. Do you two brothers go?"
A ragged middle-aged man patted An Shi on the back and asked.
An Shi chewed grass roots for seven days, and his eyes turned green. Seeing the person coming, he shook his head subconsciously.
"My brother said that His Royal Highness's army is being watched by the rebel kings, but I won't go if it's dangerous."
The middle-aged man sighed when he heard this.
"But if we don't go to His Highness the Third Prince's army, where will we find shelter? There are people fighting everywhere. Can you still eat grassroots?"
