Seeing the pen in Pang Xiangru's hand falling heavily, King Zhu Chuang smiled. In front of outsiders, he did not want disputes among his aides, as it would reduce his authority in Timur's eyes. As for the rewards promised to Timur, King Zhu Chuang thought it was very cost-effective. In his eyes, the desolate land outside Yumen Pass did not belong to the Ming Dynasty. After all, he had to work hard to build and defend. It would be better to use it as a

Giving favors to Timur in exchange for the support of the lame wolf for his throne. In the past, Emperor Gaozu of Han was surrounded by vassals, and Emperor Gaozu of Tang was ashamed to surrender to the Turks. As long as they successfully seized the country, who would remember these subtitles? The historians still wrote a lot about their achievements. Moreover, the land in the world originally belonged to the Zhu family. Whoever he gave to and what he exchanged for was the Zhu family's housework. As long as they were a staff member, he should do it and should not be too careful.

The little boy Zhang Liang looked at the face of King Zhu Chuang of Qin and knew that his actions had surpassed the duty of an aide. In order to make up for his merits, he bowed to the King of Qin again and whispered: "Prince, will we send someone to escort the envoy back to the Hezhong area tomorrow to avoid any deviations on the way? Otherwise, once the two tigers in the northwest noticed the clues, I am afraid..."

The two tigers in the northwest refer to Lan Yu and Zhang Zhengwu. These two tigers are indeed a big trouble for the King of Qin. If they don’t nod, the King of Qin will not be able to transfer one soldier and one soldier in the Dingxi Army. For more than ten years, the face of King Zhu Chuang instantly sank again. This little boy, Zhang Liang, is best at picking up any pots, and always throws cold water to show off his intelligence when people are happy. If Timur knows this kind of thing, will he lend troops to the King of Qin’s Mansion?

Seeing that the prince was about to get out of Taiwan in front of outsiders, a staff member who was good at flattering the words and looked at his expression and quickly pushed the little boy Zhang Liang aside and followed the Qin King's temperament. "What the other tigers are you? Lan Yu is not willing to be your highness. As long as your highness shook out the real murderer behind the assassination of General Chang outside the Meridian Gate, no matter how loyal Lan Yu is to the court, he has to think about how his nephew died. As for Zhang Zhengwu, his wife has long been plucked away, what else can he do."

When General Chang was assassinated, the real murderer behind the scenes was always a mystery. I don’t know who the signal lights outside the Meridian Gate were taken. Zhu Yuanzhang was kicked off the stage by his son. According to the agreement between Emperor Antai and the veterans, the mistake of this matter was recorded on the head of the Jinyiwei. He admitted that the Supreme Emperor Zhu Yuanzhang handled the wrong handling, but he would no longer pursue his identity. However, according to the underground unofficial history "The Seventeenth Year of Hongwu", it was a plan that Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhu Biao decided on that day, but later Zhu Biao met

The crowd could not be suppressed, and his father repeatedly made the deposed words of deposing the crown prince, so he took advantage of the situation to seize the throne. The blame was all the blame for the Supreme Emperor Zhu Yuanzhang, and he was comfortable and comfortable to have a wise ruler. One of the main reasons why Chang Mao was eliminated by the Zhu family's father and son was that he privately released Lan Yu. It can be said that General Chang died because of Lan Yu. If King Zhu Cheng of Qin could provide conclusive evidence that Zhu Biao was also the mastermind. In terms of emotion and reason, Lan Yu would no longer work hard for Emperor Antai's son.

The advisers clearly realized the displeasure of the King of Qin and secretly scolded Zhang Liang for being troubled. Now that the wood is ready, how can you take care of the future? They all came forward and gave the King of Qin a reassurance. "Your lord, even if we don't rebel, then Lan Yu is still trying to fight against the court? He has not disobeyed the imperial decree in recent years. If we give him a chance to take revenge, how could he give up? Besides, the times create heroes, and the world is shaky, and no one can tell. Following His Highness, he is the founding father, which is a hundred times stronger than being a slutty bag..."

"It's reasonable, it's reasonable. As long as General Lan surrenders to Your Highness, what else can Zhang Zhengwu cause?" A strategist was very disdainful of Zhang Zhengwu, who was afraid of his wife. "He is also known as the Dingxi Army's courage. I'm afraid that his wife will be beaten away. A man who doesn't even dare to stand up for his concubine. Will he go against the King of Qin? Save it, or go home to tell who his children are serious..."

Timur's envoy followed the Qin Wang Mansion's staff in a daze and laughed, while carefully hiding the contract tonight into a jewelry box interlayer. He didn't know what the people in the Qin Wang Mansion were laughing, but he knew that everyone was not celebrating the successful signing. The lustful smile only appeared when men talked about certain things. But now it was an envoy of allies. Will they arrange a mysterious oriental beauty for themselves as a reward? The envoy remembered some legends about the oriental women, and his forehead buzzed, and his body suddenly felt full of passion.

The northwest heavenly stems, the hot summer makes people sleepless. Xiao Yao, the concubine of Zhang Zhengwu, hid in the room, desperately covering her ears with a pillow. The screams in the front room of the backyard were high and low. Through the pillow, her whole head was almost burst into pain.

He was given to Zhang Zhengwu by King Zhu Cheng of Qin for more than half a year. Hu Ji Xiaoyao, who was suffering, only saw Zhang Zhengwu three times, and two of them were Zhang Zhengwu drunk and did not wake up as soon as he entered the house, let alone any gentle actions. "With a reputation as lustful and virtuous, who knew it was a silver-like wax gun head." The female relatives of Zhang Xiaohou's mansion said this in private. Hu Ji Xiaoyao didn't understand such elegant sentences. She only knew that Zhang Zhengwu's concubines were countless, and few people could really win the favor of him and the Zhang family tigress at the same time. Every year, people were directly expelled from the mansion because of their differences with the eldest wife.

This situation made Hu Ji Xiaoyao's situation very difficult. She was the eyeliner arranged by King Qin Zhu Ren at Zhang Zheng's house. As she understood, she was not the only woman who also had the eyeliner mission. But everyone usually did not make achievements. Gradually, the King of Qin was cold to them and would find a way to send new women to the Zhang Mansion undercover. But those women who lost their mission were like little birds from Pang Zi. Not only did they not feel sad about losing the trust of the King of Qin, but instead became happy day by day with a relaxed smile on their faces.

It is a very happy thing to escape from the control of the King of Qin, but Hu Ji Xiaoyao cannot leave because before King of Qin Zhu Ceng gave her as a gift to Zhang Zhengwu, she was a gift from the lame wolf Timur to the King of Qin. In addition to the orders of King of Qin Zhu Ceng, her shoulders also had the mission of reconnaissing the military situation in the northwest for Timur.

Regarding Qin King Zhu Cheng, Xiao Yao had already written the information about the late exit of Timur ambushing Timur in Lintao City. This person was an absolute prodigal son, with a strong ambition and talent, and belonged to the kind of opponent who could only use it and not cooperate. However, for the two commanders of the Dingxi Army, Lan Yu and Zhang Zhengwu, the spy system under Timur, had never reached a credible conclusion. The two were famous in the northwest, and the halo covered on the heads of the two made their true faces even more confusing. Especially the Dingxi Army's tyrant Zhang Zhengwu, who was greedy for money and lust, Hu Ji Xiaoyao always hoped to reveal clearly what was hidden under the mask of greed for money and lust.

The Lord of the stars shining, Aimir Timur was responsible for using the sword in his hand to promote Islam to the land that everyone could see. The entire Muslim world was proud of it. The spies under his command were all crazy believers of jihad and the most devout slaves of Allah. In Timur's record of winning every battle, the spies' merits must not be fulfilled. Especially when they fought against the Turkish Empire, through the spies' rebellion, all the lords of Central Asian led their troops to rebel. The successful Timur won this decisive battle with a huge disparity.

Now, the holy warriors of the entire grassland empire are staring at China, and the northwest gateway is the top priority of the spy's work. If this mystery cannot be solved by next spring, the holy warriors who come from all over the world will face the tens of thousands of Xiliang Iron Cavalry under Lan Yu's command with a tired body.

Zhang Zhengwu made another big mistake tonight. It has been more than two hours since the sky was getting dark. The screams of Mrs. Zhang were cursing without interruption, which forced Hu Ji Xiaoyao to admire the mystery of the Eastern language. The biggest gain in the past six months is to count "language learning". Xiaoyao sighed. With such a shrew watching, when can she truly get close to Zhang Zhengwu and find the information she wants?

"If you are tens of millions, you can pretend to be mute and fool me!" Mrs. Zhang picked up another chair and threw it hard on the blue brick floor, raising her voice and shouting: "I tear your dog's mouth! The ball is so oily that it's so oily! You dare to hide! You're against you!" Behind the thick curtains, there was a shouting and scolding with anger, the sound of furniture falling to the ground, and the sound of porcelain breaking into a ball.

Under the light, Mrs. Zhang held up the teacup panting, moistened her throat, and continued to start an improvisational performance alone. She was the only one in the empty room. She tried to recall all the quarrels she had heard in storytelling, thinking about saying something, imitating the plot. As she cursed, there were tears of grievance in the corner of her eyes.

"It's hard for my sister-in-law's wife." A man from Xiliang sighed in a low voice. In the deep inner hall, several generals from Dingxi Army surrounded a map and used a red pen to draw out the westward route.

"It's all the bastard of the Zhu family who made trouble. It's better to just follow me..." Chen Tao, the scout leader under Zhang Zhengwu, made a gesture of wiping his neck. "It completely eliminates Timur's idea!"

"Yes, anyway, the evidence is solid. We will kill all the damn dog king and the people in Timur in his mansion. Both the people and the dirty people are captured. Can the court still say that we are wrongly dealing with it? If the court is really blind, we will raise the banner and rebel him." Li Mingcheng, the commander of the heavy artillery regiment, added angrily. Several men in Xiliang hated Qin King Zhu Ceng and his men, and the enemy was in front of him. They did not want to serve the country, but they actually wanted to use Timur's power to obtain the throne.

"The land in the northwest was killed by heroes in the army with one sword and one shot. How many brothers' lives are exchanged! Why does the King of Qin sell it if he wants to sell it? Even if the court wants to sell it, he has to ask whether the guy in my hand agrees." The crowd was a little excited. Everyone has been stationed here for decades, treating every inch of land as life. No one can forget that in order to protect the gateway of the northwest, the man in Xiliang sheds so much blood.

Zhang Zhengwu shook his head and stopped everyone's impulsive discussion. Now it is not the time to curse. What is urgently resolved is the relationship between the Mongolian kings and Timur outside Yumen Pass. In order to balance the north, the court is now deliberately trying to win over the Northwest Army. Zhang Zhengwu and Lan Yu can make full use of this layer of strength to strengthen military construction. The Qin King Zhu Cheng is the key piece to maintain the relationship between the Northwest and the court. Keeping him is much more effective than killing him.

Compared with everyone's opinions, Zhang Zhengwu's analysis is much clearer: "If you kill him, the court will send a new prince here. Maybe you will sell more tricks. Even if the Qin King does not sell this country, the King of Jin, Song, and Liao Kings will also use him to gain wealth. Instead of killing King of Qin Zhu Cheng, it is better to keep this ridiculous prince to catch Timur's appetite and let him stop making other people's ideas, at least we can still grasp this line."

"Will we be ill of a carcinoma like this?" Chen Tao, the scout leader, asked worriedly. "But killing him will encourage Timur's determination to invade the Ming Dynasty. If General Lan is filled with a ecstasy soup by him again, wouldn't we have no place to stand in the northwest!"

There were not many people in the room, all of them were the confidants brought by Zhang Zhengwu from Zhenbei. Zhang Zhengwu, deputy commander of Dingxi Army, had a close relationship with commander Lan Yu. Many things inside and outside the army could be used. In the 17th year of Hongwu, Lan Yu's heart was directed at the court since he returned to the northwest. Many of Lan Yu's actions were directed against the court in secret. In terms of secretly confronting the court, Lan Yu, Zhang Zhengwu and King of Qin Zhu Cheng were considered a strategic alliance. However, the alliance between the King of Qin and Timur was privately destroyed. Zhang Zhengwu also concealed Lan Yu. He did not dare to predict Lan Yu's attitude towards this matter.

"This is exactly why I recruit everyone." Zhang Zhengwu looked at the scout commander gratefully. Chen Tao always pretended to be stupid at the right time. Inspire everyone's thinking. "General Lan is carrying a deep revenge on the sea of ​​blood, and he wants to take revenge, so we must not help him. But reason. We must never help him cooperate with Timur. If Timur comes in, the things we face are not as simple as pulling the emperor off the horse. It is a country that will destroy the country and the race. I have never heard of a country that will lend you an army of 800,000 but have no other intentions. So from today on, please pay attention to the movements in the army after you go back. No, even if we use muskets, we cannot watch General Lan walk on the slanting road, destroying his reputation and the Dingxi Army!"

The people in front of the table were silent in an instant, and the candlelight jumped. Mrs. Zhang's concealed screams and scolding in the outer room became clearer. It had lasted for two hours. The voice sounded a little hoarse, resentment, and deep sorrow. Over the years, in order to preserve this iron army, Mrs. Zhang spared no effort to save her reputation. Everyone knew the hardships and costs. But they thought of fighting against Lan Yu. Everyone felt sad. The years of friendship between blood and fire at this moment did not mean that they could let go.

"If everyone feels embarrassed, I won't force it." Zhang Zhengwu also understood everyone's mood, so he was not in a hurry to make a statement. "I just hope that when Timur calls, brothers will not just kill each other and open their country's doors to the enemy!"

"Where is General Zhang? No matter how bad our brothers are, we will not forget our ancestors. What General Li said on the Yellow River back then, "We Peking people dare to sell anything, but they don't sell their own motherland." Li Mingcheng, the commander of the heavy artillery regiment, slapped the table and stood up.

His words ignited the blood of many people again. When Zhu Yuanzhang forced the old subordinates of Wu'anguo to form a new army, many people suffered grievances in the new team. But their actions never insulted the name of "Eight Hundred Warriors in Huairou" back then, and the battle flag on the banks of the Heishui River is still floating in everyone's dreams.

"Don't hesitate, do it. At worst, I can give the more than 200 kilograms outside this Yumen Pass. Since ancient times, a man who died on the sickbed was a shame for a veteran." Scout leader Chen Tao then stood up to express his opinion.

"General Zhang, let's listen to you. We can't humiliate the reputation of Huairou's hometown, and lose the face of Wuhou." Another commander from Huairou stood up. "With us, there is the gate of the northwest of the Ming Dynasty, just like the Heishui River back then. There are only generals who died in battle in Peking, and no retreating warriors!"

"Yes, what did Wu Hou say back then? We are our parents and brothers. This is a state affairs, and we don't care about our private grace..."

"General Zhang. Give the order, we will follow you." Some people took the lead, some people agreed, and the hesitant also stood up. The atmosphere in the room became more and more lively. It has been more than ten years since everyone was together. The scout leader Chen Tao felt that his eyes were getting hotter, and something hot was flowing out involuntarily. The cowardly general Zhang Zhengwu was also standing among the crowd like an iron tower, with his face as red as drinking wine.

For more than ten years of silence, on the surface, the passion of the warriors back then was already cold. They got a penny of their salary and had a few years of imperial food. They were a bastard life. They might be confused or go with the flow. But at the critical moment, these mediocre people happily changed the direction of the fate of a nation.

"Brothers, I will be your general again today. Remember, what you listened to is not my Zhang Zhengwu's order, but the entire Ming Dynasty behind you." Zhang Zhengwu took out a handful of brand new bamboo chopsticks from under the table, pulled out one of them, and solemnly lifted it in the air. "The old scout Chen Tao obeyed the order."

"The last one is here." The scout leader Chen Tao took a big step and walked to Zhang Zhengwu to greet him solemnly. The first commander to the scout group made Chen Tao feel that he was a little higher in front of his colleagues, and Gu Pan's eyes were particularly glorious.

"Send a confidant scammer to set out overnight and sneak into the Tubo tribe to ambush. Within ten days, he hangs the head of the envoy Timur on the wall of Shazhou City to provoke the relationship between the Mongols and Muslims of the Tubo tribe." A bamboo chopstick with no special features was placed in Chen Tao's hand. The old scammer held the chopsticks and was as careful as holding the imperial edict. Perhaps he had never been so serious when he was holding the title of the emperor. Turning around and nodding at the brothers around him, Chen Tao stepped back and walked out of the inner hall, lifted the secret door on the wall of the outer wall, and drilled into the tunnel leading to the military camp outside the city.

"Liu Shengshen, tomorrow General Lan will order you to take your brothers under your command to escort the caravan to Mobei. Remember, with this list and these bottles of medicine, the Mongolian princes on the list were secretly colluding with Timur. General Zhen Yao prepared a dose of 'supplement' for each of him, and he must find a way to let those princes eat the 'supplement'." Zhang Zhengwu handed the bamboo chopsticks and a package to Liu Shengshen, the commander of the cavalry battalion. The latter carefully counted the items in the package, bowed and bowed, and hurriedly chased Chen Tao's footsteps.

The supplements provided by Zhenyao? A smile surged on the corners of the mouths of several officers who knew the roots. The name of Zhenyao, the poison doctor, was well known in both the army and the world. At that time, the king of Yan met with heroes, and a Jurchen warrior offended him with words. He calmly put poison on the potion and pulled him into a stomach for a month. The Mongolian princes who colluded with Timur looked good. I am afraid that when Timur's army came, they could no longer tell the difference between the southeast, southwest and north.

"Yang Dezhang, three days later, you asked your mother to visit relatives. After leaving Liangzhou, you sold it to the grassland and brought the merit money of 10,000 yuan in gold tickets to meet the Dorje Lama in Mongolia." Zhang Zhengwu's third call was a civilian official and asked him to walk to his side. He handed a 10,000 yuan gold ticket covering the Zhang family in Beijing and a letter to him. "When he saw him, he told him that several Mongolian princes who had connections with Timur had all had evil sores like Timur. In the Lama Cult, which god was cursed by him and asked him to help him think about it. By the way, we would like to support him in unifying Wusizang, Duogan and the Lama Cult of Mongolian tribes under a reincarnated large lama. What are the specific benefits? Let him see for himself."

"Get orders!" Yang Dezhang took over the golden vote and letter and was so happy that he couldn't stop talking. As a personal aide, Zhang Zhengwu's performance today was to agree with the style of a famous general in his mind. If the Lamaism in the increasingly prosperous Mongolian tribes all told Timur to be a disaster star, even if the Mongolian kings were willing to join forces with Timur, they had to consider whether the Buddha blamed him. They also had to look at the evil sores on the princes who were the first to come up with this idea. I don't know who came up with this idea. It's really cruel.

"Liu Mingyuan. Join our confidant brothers in the caravan. From east to west. Within three months, remove all the eyeliners of Timuer who could find in Xiliang. Be clean and leave no living mouths." Zhang Zhengwu's voice gradually turned cold. Killing intent slowly oozed out of his eyes.

"Cai Wanli,..."

"Chuxiong,..."

"Han Tianchang..."

After passing on the orders one by one, Xiliang men disappeared from the tunnel with bamboo chopsticks in their hands. The bamboo chopsticks in their hands gradually became fewer, and finally the last one was left.
Chapter completed!