Chapter 6: I really caught the treasure. (《》)

Zhu Qizhen couldn't help but look at the thorn centurion with a typical Mongolian appearance again.

"Why, don't you believe it?" Tenger said in a deep voice with some displeasure when he felt Zhu Qizhen's scrutiny.

"I believe it." Zhu Qizhen smiled and said, "If I don't believe you, how could I tell you this?"

After hearing Zhu Qizhen's explanation, Tenger's face turned soft. "No matter whether you are the emperor of the Ming Dynasty or not, you are indeed a good man who dares to be a good man."

Hearing Tenger's praise, Zhu Qizhen couldn't help but smile a bitter smile on his face. He was just a cautious political counselor in a third-rate school, relying on his meager salary to mix in a harmonious society in the 21st century.

Now that we have traveled to this era, a series of actions are just to hope to follow the original historical trend and save our lives. The coward who is called a good man by this guy. I really don’t know whether I should be proud or ashamed.

I rushed up and beat the dead eunuch named Xining. It was just because of anger and impulse that was undepressed for a while. After being pulled over by someone, I actually let my impulsive behavior scare me and sweat all over my body. However, when I asked myself, who had become very clear now, I did not regret the impulse to act just now.

It seems that I was bewitched by Zhu Qizhen's will, which remained in this body. Zhu Qizhen could only explain his behavior that he had just put his own safety and ignored him like a gangster boss taught a lesson.

Stabilizing, steady, I am not a hard-working gardener who fools people with a tutor in the 21st century, nor is it a child king who uses a wooden gun to direct the little kids in the alley to play horseback and fight. Now he is the emperor, and he is also an emperor who has someone to kidnap.

Could it be that Zhu Qizhen had been holding her body for too long and needed to vent her? Zhu Qizhen touched his still naked chin and couldn't help but think about it, and completely forgot the thorny centurion Tenggel in front of him who was still looking at him.

But not long after, there were rapid footsteps outside the tent, and the shouts of the guards guarding the tent. Tenger couldn't help but frowned, pressed the hilt of the knife around his waist with one hand, lifted up the curtain with the other and walked out. "Who is screaming here?!"

Zhu Qizhen also came to his senses and sat upright. He guessed that he had received the news first, but he didn't know whether he came in person or sent someone over.

Soon after, the curtain was lifted up, and Tenger stepped into the tent first, then gave it to the side, revealing the two thorn officials who followed him into the tent.

The two Mongolian officials were stunned when they saw Zhu Qizhen sitting firmly in the tent. Then, they both looked ecstatic. One of them simply shouted loudly, while the other seemed much calmer and respectfully bowed to Zhu Qizhen, saying: "I have seen His Majesty the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty."

Zhu Qizhen looked at the two Mongolian ministers in front of him like a statue dedicated to the shrine. There was no way, mainly because the memories in this body were too fragmented, and after traveling over, he was busy running away, so he had no time to recall the memories that originally belonged to this body.

"Who are you?" After Zhu Qizhen came to his senses, he tried hard to make himself look thoughtful. While looking at the corners of his eyes according to the emperor in the bloody costume film, he pretended to be: "Looking at your appearance, it seems familiar, but I can't remember where I have seen you."

The Mongolian was shocked at first, and then said happily: "I didn't expect that your Majesty still remembers the appearance of his subordinates. His Majesty Badaen was ordered by the Grand Master Yesen to serve as an envoy to the Ming Dynasty. Your Majesty also ordered his subordinates to enter the palace to report."

He pointed to the shouting guy again: "This is Wu Lihan, the deputy envoy who accompanied his subordinates to the Ming Dynasty."

"It turned out to be you two. I didn't expect that we had met in the palace of the Ming Dynasty, but today, we were in the camp of the tile army." Zhu Qizhen showed a helpless and bitter smile with emotion, and changed the subject by the way.

Damn, if I could travel through time two days earlier, no, even one day, I would never become a prisoner. Stay in this damn tent, I would have been able to chew lamb chops directly in the capital city and eat delicacies. Unfortunately, there is no if in history, and no if in time travel.

After seeing Zhu Qizhen, the two of them quickly retreated and left the heavily guarded tent. With an excited look on their faces, they quickly rushed towards the central army's tent of the commander of the army, Wasai Taishi Yesen.

At this moment, the lights in the tent were brightly lit. In addition to the King of Symphony Zhu Qizhen had seen, there were more than a dozen Mongolian noble generals in the tent. At this moment, all of these people looked at awe-in-law on a brocade-robed man in his early 40s and wearing a small dome-shaped hat. This man was quite tall, with deep eyes, his eyes were slightly upturned, his eyes were squinting, and his eyes were squinting, and his fingers were gently tapping on the table. The rhythm of the tapping revealed his inner anxiety.

A eunuch in the Ming Dynasty palace eunuchs kneeled in the center of the camp. This person was Xining, who was beaten by Zhu Qizhen to the point of being blue and swollen. At this moment, he was lying on the ground in fear, and from time to time quietly looked around, not knowing what he was thinking about.

The King of Saiqian was talking in a low voice to a man with a fat face and white face and beardless. He also gestured from time to time. The King of Saiqian was a little older, but he frowned with the man who looked like Yesen, and occasionally asked a few questions, this person was Yesen's second brother, Boyan Temur, the brother of Saiqian.

Just now, he learned some situations from the unlucky eunuch. The eunuch named Xining claimed to be Wang Zhen's subordinate and close comrade-in-arms. Because he watched his elder Wang Zhen be killed by the general of the guard, the emperor not only did not pursue the matter, but also fled with the general. It was expected that the emperor had already vented all the causes of the defeat of this battle on Wang Zhen's head, and he was Wang Zhen's capable confidant. Even if he escaped back to the Ming Dynasty, he would probably not be much better than Lingchi.
Chapter completed!