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"Slave Saharian, I have met... I have met Li Shuai."

When the burrs on his body were peeled off, Saharian was as docile as a dog. With his forehead on the ground and his butt in the sky, he knelt respectfully at Li Yuanqing's feet.

He originally wanted to call Li Yuanqing 'uncle' to bring the relationship closer, but after struggling for a moment, he made the safest choice and did not rashly wait for the judgment of fate.

The cigarette butt in Li Yuanqing's hand had already burned out a lot of ash, but Li Yuanqing seemed to be distracted. Ying Ting's face was hidden behind the faint smoke and he did not make any movement.

One minute, two minutes...

Soon, five minutes had passed, but there was still no action from Li Yuanqing's side. The cold sweat on Saharian's forehead was like a broken bead curtain, which couldn't stop pouring out.

Although the time was not too long at this time, Saharian's legs were already a little unsteady, and his whole body was almost completely out of control, as if his bones were soft. I'm afraid that just a little bit of wind would be able to

Knock him down.

But if Li Yuanqing didn't speak, how could Saha Lian dare to speak?

All I can do is hold on for dear life and continue to wait patiently, waiting for the judgment of the man in front of me who is as towering and deep as a mountain.

At this time, Li Yuanqing suddenly moved. He took a deep drag on the cigar with only a little tail left in his hand, pressed the cigarette butt hard into the tea cup next to him, and exhaled a long breath of turbid air.

Saharian's little heart was immediately raised to his throat. He swallowed with difficulty and looked at Li Yuanqing's shoes eagerly.

After a long while, Li Yuanqing said slowly as if he was a little tired: "Saharian, I want to know, how do you explain this to me?"

"Li Shuai, Li Shuai, it's all my fault that I let lard fool me into doing such a rebellious and stupid thing. Li Shuai, Li Shuai, please give me another chance for the sake of my little aunt."

, bypass this slave's life! Li Shuai..."

Originally, before entering this very familiar living room, Sahalian had already prepared various plans in his mind, preparing to use his sharp tongue to persuade Li Yuanqing and then negotiate terms with Li Yuanqing.

After all, he, Saharian, was from the Houjin royal family with pure blood. He did not look at the monk's face but the Buddha's face. As long as he had what Li Yuanqing needed, Li Yuanqing would never really kill him with a knife.

But at this time, Li Yuanqing was as deep as hell. He seemed calm and restrained, but in fact he was as powerful as a fog covering the sky, which really put Sahalian under great psychological pressure.

In particular, Li Yuanqing is quite precious about words, so how can Saha Lian dare to be cunning again?

For fear that if they disagreed with each other, Li Yuanqing would really chop him into pieces and feed him to the dogs.

Li Yuanqing looked at Sahalian silently. There was still no expression on his handsome face, and he said calmly: "Sahalian, you are a smart man. I always hate talking nonsense to smart people. If you want to live here, you can."

.But~, you have to spend your capital first."

Saharian was literally sweating profusely.

Although he had imagined countless times what kind of conversation he would have with Li Yuanqing in this living room where he had lived for more than ten days, he never dreamed that all his imagination and all his planning would

When I really faced Li Yuanqing, I couldn't say a word...

At this point, how can Saharian care about the glory of the Aisin Gioro family?

Can glory be eaten as food?

Could glory be more precious than his life?

He hurriedly said: "Li Shuai, Pinggu City is the core transfer station of Daikin at this time. All materials and people of Daikin pass through Pinggu City and then turn to Zunhua and Xifengkou direction. As long as Li Shuai can bypass

I will live my life as a slave, slave, slave, I am willing to attract all the supplies and people of Dajin to Pinggu City for Li Shuai."

"hehe."

Li Yuanqing smiled faintly, but for a moment, he couldn't help laughing loudly: "Sahalian, you disappoint me! So disappointing! Someone, drag Sahalian down, chop him into pieces, and feed them to the dogs.

!”

"yes!"

After a moment, five or six tiger-like soldiers in the hall rushed in, picked him up and dragged him out.

At this time, Sahanian also realized that there was something wrong in his words. He struggled desperately and shouted: "Li Shuai, Li Shuai, I lost my head. I said the wrong thing. Li Shuai, I have a lot of money this time."

The detailed military strength entering the customs, as long as Li Shuai is willing to spare the life of the slave, the slave is willing to dedicate all of it to Li Shuai. Li Shuai..."

Li Yuanqing stood up in large strides, waved to several soldiers, and strode to Sahalian.

At this time, Sahanian seemed to have been caught in the rain, and he hugged Li Yuanqing's feet with all his strength, "Li Shuai, from now on, your slave Sahanian will be your most loyal slave. No matter what you want your slave to do, I will do it."

I will definitely try my best to climb the mountain of swords and get off the pan of oil, and I will not give up even if I die!"

Li Yuanqing smiled and knelt down, grabbed Saharian's golden braid, and pulled it back fiercely.

"Ouch."

Saharian groaned in pain and was instinctively led to raise his head and face Li Yuanqing head-on.

Li Yuanqing smiled faintly: "Saharian, you kid is slipperier than a loach. However, for Xiao Lun's sake, I will give you two choices. One, castrate you and send you to the capital to serve the emperor.

Second, I will castrate you and keep you on Changsheng Island."

After saying that, Li Yuanqing smiled and patted Saharian's cheek, "You have half an hour to think about it. After half an hour, tell me the result and take it away."

"yes!"

Several soldiers dragged Saharian out like a dead dog.

It wasn't until he was almost at the door that Saharian realized what he was doing. He struggled desperately and shouted: "Li Shuai, you can't do this to me, you can't do this to me! I am of great use to you, I am of great use to you."

ah……"

pity.

With his little strength, how could he be a match for the wolf-like soldiers? Soon, his voice gradually faded away.

After a while, Chen Zhong walked in from the side door with a chuckle, holding a plump roasted lamb leg in his hand, "Yuan Qing, look. How do you think? It's okay. I roasted this myself. By the way,

This guy Sahanlian didn’t cause you any trouble, did he?”

Li Yuanqing smiled: "Brother, who was eavesdropping outside the door just now?"

"Well……"

Chen Zhong's old face couldn't help but blush, but after a moment, he simply broke the pot and said: "Yuan Qing, Saha Lian, this guy is cunning, cunning, and full of tricks. He is also from the Houjin royal family, but he must not stay on Changsheng Island. So.

I think it would be a good choice to clean up his work and send it to the emperor's palace."

Li Yuanqing smiled and exhaled a long breath: "Brother, we are not in a hurry about this matter. I think, let's rest here in Pinggu for a few days."

"Well?"

Chen Zhong was shocked. He never expected that after successfully capturing Pinggu City, Li Yuanqing would suddenly change his plan and said hurriedly: "Yuanqing, this, isn't this bad? We were originally the King of Qin in the capital. Now,

We are still hundreds of miles away from the capital, and if... the imperial court pursues this matter, it will be difficult for us to explain it."

Li Yuanqing smiled: "Brother, I have been thinking just now. We are rushing to the capital at this time. What should we do with Yuan Manzi? Besides~, we already have Pinggu City, and you are injured again..."

No matter how stupid Chen Zhong was, at this moment, he still grasped Li Yuanqing's main clue and hurriedly lowered his voice and said: "Yuan Qing, you, you mean..."

Li Yuanqing strode back to the main seat and sat down, rubbing his temples a little tiredly: "Brother, sometimes, we can't just think about ourselves, we also have to think more about our brothers..."

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Capital, Dongzhimen Camp.

The sky had just brightened, and Wu Sangui was already tidying up.

Yesterday afternoon, as expected, Guan Ning's main force was defeated again by the dog Tatars.

Although his father Wu Xiang tried his best and sent out all his elite servants, he wanted to fight to the death to gain some military exploits, but unexpectedly, the whole situation was out of control. Everyone and all the troops were just trying to escape. Wu Xiang had the intention

Although they killed the enemy, they were unable to save the day. Not only was the main force defeated, but dozens of servants were also lost.

This slightly raised Wu Sangui's expectations for the future, but was suddenly cast a shadow again.

If things are really as he expected, the problem on his side is not too big, but on dad Wu Xiang's side...

If he, Wu Sangui, had to watch something happen to his father... then, how could Wu Sangui have the face to live in this world again?

You know, according to the Ming Dynasty's practice, the most that civil servants can do is go to jail. The first choice for those directly responsible for losing their heads is military generals.

Especially...if uncle Zu Dashou really wants to...rebellion, then the Wu family really can't escape even if they jump into the Yellow River...

After thinking about it, Wu Sangui decided to have a showdown with Mangui.

Now that the situation is like this, he can no longer hesitate any longer!

Even if Wu Sangui risked his life and fought for his own future, he still had to pull his father out of this muddy mess.

Wu Sangui strode to Man Gui and directly told Man Gui that he wanted to "disobey orders" and go to the southern battlefield to support his father Wu Xiang's war effort, but Man Gui unexpectedly rejected him.

"Uncle Chang, you don't necessarily have to go to the southern front for this matter. As long as you can grasp this side, get more Tatar heads and give some to your father, isn't that okay?"

Seeing Man Gui's somewhat misty but sincere eyes, Wu Sangui immediately realized that Man Gui's words hit home.

During these days, his efforts were not in vain, and he had won Man Gui's recognition.

But for a moment, Wu Sangui smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Uncle Man, my nephew appreciates your kindness. However, it's not like you don't know that the war on the southern front is simply... it's simply unsightly. My nephew wants to fight.

Fight! My nephew also wants to take a good look at how powerful these dog Tatars are!"

Mangui couldn't help but narrowed his eyes slightly, pondered for a long time, and then smiled: "Uncle Chang, newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, which is a good thing. But the key is that there are some things that you must weigh clearly."

Wu Sangui suddenly knelt down in front of Man Gui and kowtowed several times, "My nephew will always remember Uncle Man's kindness. However, my father's future is uncertain, so my nephew has no choice but to fight to the death!"
To be continued...