"The emperor will know it after seeing it."

Naiyan answered only like this.

"Um."

Zhen Jin understood this, nodded and said, "Then you can take me to see it!"

As he said that, he led a few eunuchs to the bedroom, along with Zhen Jin and Commander Zhu.

The more than 200 bodies were placed in the square of the palace, and under the illumination of torches, they looked very cunning.

After Zhen Jin was taken to the square, he looked at the bodies one by one, and finally said: "Although Tiemur committed a death sentence, he was the prince after all. Bury his body into the imperial tomb, and the rest... are all properly buried."

"yes."

Naiyan received the order and agreed.

Before leaving, Zhenjin asked him softly, "Temuer and the others have already left the city, right?"

Actually, there was no need to ask this, but he still asked, obviously he was quite concerned about Tiemur.

Naiyan nodded slightly and said nothing.

The real gold leaves with a slightly complicated look.

Naiyan and Commander Zhu Da stayed here and arranged for people to deal with the funeral of "Tiemuer" and others here.

Of course, Naiyan didn't know that even himself was under Tiemur's calculations. Zhenjin was hesitating whether to kill him or not.

Only dead people will never open their mouths to reveal their secrets. Now Tiemur and the others have gone out of the city. If the news that they are still alive becomes the top secret, then only let Naiyan, Commander Zhu and the five hundred guards all become dead!

"Your Majesty, what's wrong?"

Zhen Jin returned to the bedroom again, and Bo Lan, who had already put on his clothes and paced back and forth, hurriedly ran to him and asked him.

Zhen Jin nodded slightly and said, "Temulta has gone with our last dignity and hope."

"That's good, that's good."

Bo Lan also had a happy face on her face, and said as she leaned her head in the arms of Zhenjin, "In this way, we can go to the Song Kingdom with peace of mind... to spend this life smoothly."

"That's what Emperor Song has to let us live..." Zhenjin sighed.

He didn't know much about Zhao Dongting. He only knew that few kings who had lost their country in the past could die.

As long as they are still alive, it is a hidden danger. If Zhao Dongting's mind is slightly smaller, he will make his real gold die silently.

Zhongdu the next day.

The third prince Tiemur assassinated the emperor, and dozens of ministers were implicated. The incident of being taken out of the city to beheaded late at night was circulating.

To be precise, it has been spreading since last night.

Of course, some people scolded Tiemur.

But there are many people who admire him from the bottom of their hearts. These people all scoff at the surrender of real gold.

The emperor is too cowardly nowadays, and the third prince is a real warrior like this.

It’s a pity that the third prince failed to succeed. Otherwise, the third prince might be able to break out of the city with the support of the warriors in the city.

If you return to the grassland, can these Song troops still chase after them?

I guess that among the Mongolians in Zhongdu City, there are definitely many who admire Tiemur than scolding him.

True gold only buried "Tie Muer" in the imperial tomb and could make a few good words. Even though it was cowardly, it was still kind-hearted and gave the third prince the last dignity.

Zhao Da succeeded in not letting Feilong Army get involved in this matter.

The Flying Dragon Army did not participate in the matter between Tiemur and others from beginning to end. The public opinion in the city naturally did not involve the Flying Dragon Army.

This made him feel complacent.

After learning that the guards at the West City Gate reported that the guards had brought all the bodies of Timur and others back to the city, he did not think deeply about the matter. Because he did not suspect that Timur was a fake assassination from the beginning, and of course he would not suspect that the real gold was a fake death of Timur and others.

This is probably fate.

It was Tie Muer's life, and it was also his Zhao Da's life.

More than 200 Tiemur left Zhongdu. At this time, he was already hurried to the prairie. Everyone was covered in dust, but his face was filled with joy.

Freedom is the most precious, especially for those of them who are still ambitious.

They were excited at this moment.

Instead of staying in Zhongdu City as a puppet who can only wait for fate to come, of course, it is far better to return to the ancestral land with the third prince. Perhaps in a few years, these people will be able to create a great empire.

No matter how bad it is, the Borzhijin family can continue to prosper. They are also the heroes of this family.

Caizhou.

Wen Tianxiang and Chen Wenlong, who were estimated to be about the same time, also led the imperial guards to the north.

They did not intend to wait for the will of real gold here.

First, it is time-lapse, and second, they are going to accept surrenders. Where can I wait for the imperial edict of the real gold?

It is enough to leave so many days of preparation time for Zhenjin. I think that now all parts of the Yuan Dynasty have already known that Zhenjin has decided to surrender.

The six imperial guards marched northward in a mighty manner and headed straight to Zhongdu.

While walking, all the soldiers were full of energy and held their heads with their chests raised. When they learned that they were left behind by lottery, they felt a little sorry for not being able to go home for the New Year, but now they are very excited.

They wanted to follow the military order to go to Zhongdu of the Yuan Dynasty to surrender.

Hey!

Can those guys who go back to celebrate the New Year still have such an opportunity in their lives?

This is something that can be awesome for a lifetime.
Chapter completed!