"Eat something." Li Qing handed over the half-eaten roast leg of lamb and placed it near Zhu Qizhen's mouth, "Come on, open your mouth~"
"You...!" Zhu Qizhen glared at Li Qing angrily, "A gentleman won't eat... uh uh..."
It's quite fragrant.
Zhu Qizhen took a bite, then took another bite...
He didn't eat quickly and didn't dare to swallow. The sword was still pressed against his throat. If he moved too much, it would... hurt.
Li Qing had already eaten and drank enough. Looking at the densely packed Tatars, he shouted: "Stay away, I am a timid person, and I tend to do unwise things when I am frightened.
You don’t want the Ming Emperor to die either, right? "
"Whoosh!"
A sharp arrow shot out from a diagonal direction. It was powerful and heavy, as fast as lightning, and went straight to the back of Li Qing's head.
Just when he was about to succeed, he saw Li Qing, as if he had eyes in the back of his head, threw away the roasted lamb leg and grabbed the arrow with his backhand, holding the arrow firmly in his hand, and then said:
"Your Majesty, please bear with me."
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I just took two bites, why did you throw it away... Before Zhu Qizhen could complain, the next moment, there was a sharp pain in his chest.
'Pfft...' The sharp arrow penetrated Zhu Qizhen's chest, and then blood flowed out, and Zhu Qizhen's face was twisted and hideous.
Li Qing whispered: "Don't scream, the imperial crown will fall off."
Then, he said coldly: "Who dares to play tricks again? I won't be polite next time. At worst, I and the emperor will die together."
Zhu Qizhen couldn't understand Li Qing's words, but he understood the general meaning, which was nothing more than threatening the Tatars with his own life.
He understands, but that doesn't stop him from being angry.
This Li Qing is too presumptuous, but he... hiss~ It hurts so much!
"This Ming official, please don't be impulsive." Totto Polo hurriedly advised loudly, "He is the emperor of the Ming Dynasty, and you are an official of the Ming Dynasty. Doing this is not the way a minister should treat a king."
He was much more nervous than Li Qing, and he was also anxious.
This journey lasted for several days, but there was no progress at all. The emperor of Ming Dynasty was captured by them, but he was not in their hands.
I got it this time, but I didn't get it completely.
The two sides have been engaged in a psychological game, but Li Qing always has the upper hand.
Zhu Qizhen's neck had been cut several times, and an arrow had been stabbed in his chest. He looked like he was dying.
Totto Polo could tell that if he forced Li Qing again, next time, Li Qing would definitely drive an arrow into Zhu Qizhen's heart, or slit the Ming Emperor's throat.
It is even said that even if Li Qing is no longer overly aggressive, Zhu Qizhen in this state will not be able to survive the Tatar tribe without timely treatment.
"Damn it, I'm so convinced. How could anyone treat their emperor like this?" Tuotuo Polo cursed: "Don't the Han people often say that if you worry about the humiliation of your ministers, you will die if you humiliate your ministers?"
He was helpless and could only persuade him earnestly: "Regicide is a huge crime. Don't go further and further on the road of no return. The Han people have a saying, put down the sword..."
"Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha immediately." A confidant on the side added.
"Ah, that's right." Tottok Polo raised his head and shouted loudly: "Put down your butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately. My wise official, please don't do anything stupid."
After a pause, "We just want to invite the Ming Emperor to be a guest on the grassland, there is no harm in it!"
Li Qing curled his lips, but did not refute. He did not want to cause too much trouble.
Just after the war, the Tatars turned around and rushed back to the border. This was something he didn't want to see. He had to buy time for Ming Dynasty.
"Your Majesty, this is all for Ming Dynasty, please be patient and patient." Li Qing said softly.
I can't tolerate your grandma's legs... Zhu Qizhen's face was distorted, "Quickly stop my bleeding!"
He didn't want to die. He had lost too much blood and was tired from traveling all the way. He was already in a daze.
As soon as Zhu Qizhen finished speaking, Totto Polo shouted again: "The Ming Emperor's injury needs to be treated as soon as possible. We can provide herbal medicine."
"No, he won't die yet." Li Qing shook his head.
"I think I still need it." Zhu Qizhen said, "I'm dizzy now and feel like I'm going to die soon."
Li Qing: "No, I don't want you to think so."
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Capital.
After rushing all the way slowly, after five days, Zhang Fu finally entered Beijing.
Wang Zhen said in a hoarse voice: "My lord, others don't know it, but you know it. Our family has never seduced the emperor."
Zhang Fu only glanced at him sideways and said nothing.
Of course he knew that Wang Zhen had never bewitched the emperor, but Wang Zhen's death was indeed not regrettable, and besides... the court needed dignity.
Zhang Fu looked at the time and saw that it was not far from the noon morning.
"Let's go to the palace first."
"Can you loosen the ties for our family?" Wang Zhen asked cautiously.
Zhang Fu ignored him and said: "Stop his mouth and go to the imperial city."
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Nave.
Xiaohuangmen reminded: "His Royal Highness King Xi, it's time to go to court soon."
"Ang, I got it." Zhu Qiyu sighed. He had had enough of this kind of clocking in at work, and it was far inferior to the carefree life in the palace.
Brother Emperor, Brother Emperor, please come back quickly... Zhu Qiyu prayed in his heart.
He doesn't want to go to court, and he will be very resistant to it.
Not to mention the temple schemes and overt and covert attacks, most people can't stand just a group of people arguing at you all day long.
What's more, Zhu Qiyu is only a temporary supervisor of the country, not the emperor. The ministers have no scruples in what they say. They even threaten him with the emperor's brother at every turn, claiming that he has delayed the state affairs and Long Yan will be furious when the emperor comes back.
This gave Zhu Qiyu a severe headache. If he could, he would definitely give up.
He tapped his head with his finger and said depressedly: "What a headache!"
"His Royal Highness King Xi, do you want to invite the imperial doctor?" Xiao Huangmen did not dare to be careless.
"No need." Zhu Qiyu waved his hand, then his eyes moved, and he said with a smile: "Go to Fengtian Palace and tell the ministers that I am not feeling well and that the afternoon meeting will be cancelled."
"Uh...yes." Xiao Huangmen didn't dare to disobey, "I'll go right now."
"Wait a minute." Zhu Qiyu added, "Tomorrow's morning meeting is also cancelled."
"……yes."
Zhu Qiyu sat back on the chair and thought to himself: "Why didn't I think of pretending to be sick before? It's really... we can't make a fuss anyway, so it's better not to go and avoid their noise."
He stretched out and felt more at ease: It's really good, it feels good not to have to go to court.
It was so comfortable that he fell asleep soon after.
…
"His Royal Highness King Xi, Your Highness..."
Zhu Qiyu hummed, "Don't make any noise, I can just sleep here."
"Your Highness, the British Duke is back, and... the prince said he has something very important to see you." Xiao Huangmen said with a strange expression.
"What?" Zhu Qiyu suddenly stopped feeling sleepy. He sat up suddenly and asked, "Where is the emperor brother? Is the emperor back?"
"The Emperor has not come back yet." Xiao Huangmen shook his head and asked, "They are waiting at the palace gate. Does Your Highness want to...?"
The joy on Zhu Qiyu's face gradually faded, "Okay, let the British prince enter the palace."
The fact that the imperial brother has not come back means that the battle is not over yet. He is probably coming back to arrange military supplies... Zhu Qiyu sighed bitterly: When will this day end? óΠъ.oяＧ
Half an hour later, Zhang Fu personally pressed Wang Zhen, who was tied up with five flowers, and came to the middle hall.
"Uh huh..." Wang Zhen couldn't speak, his face was covered in sweat with anxiety, his face was distorted, and he was more afraid.
Zhang Fu bowed and saluted: "See His Highness King Yin."
"Your Majesty, please forgive me." Zhu Qiyu stood up and gave him a hand, and said in a friendly manner: "Is the Duke coming back this time to arrange military supplies?"
After a pause, he asked: "How is the war ahead? When will it end? When will the Emperor come back?"
Zhang Fu opened his mouth, but his throat seemed to be blocked. He really didn't know what to say.
Wang Zhen wanted to say something, but his mouth was really blocked. He wanted to defend himself, but he couldn't do anything.
"My lord, my lord...?"
Zhang Fu took a deep breath and knelt on his knees: "Zhang Fu is guilty and his crime cannot be forgiven!"
"What is the crime of the Duke?" Zhu Qiyu was helpless and funny. Even if Zhang Fu was guilty, it would not be his turn to punish him!
But the next moment, he couldn't laugh anymore.
Zhang Fu said with red eyes: "His Royal Highness, Your Majesty, he can't come back!"
"ah?"
Zhu Qiyu was horrified: "What did you say?"
Having already spoken, Zhang Fu no longer had any mental barriers and said in a deep voice: "Thirty-five thousand Ming troops were attacked by 60,000 Tatar cavalry, the Chinese army's commander's camp was scattered, and the emperor... disappeared."
"Missing?"
Zhu Qiyu was startled for a moment, and then he understood the deeper meaning of his words. He was anxious at that time.
"Did you find it? Are you sure?"
Zhang Fu nodded: "The commander's camp is several miles around, and the ground was dug almost three feet, but the emperor was not found."
'thump--! Zhu Qiyu fell down on the chair with a dull look on his face. After a while, he came to his senses, as if his butt was on fire, and shouted urgently:
"Go to court, go to court, I want to go to court...!"
