Zhou Zheng and his group got off the carriage and stood at the south gate of Shenyang City.

Huang Weihuai looked at the city gate, and his thin face was not visible, but his eyes were burning and some inexplicable light flashed.

Zhou Zheng stood beside him, looking at the old city gate and city wall, and shook his head secretly.

The Jianlu people are a fishing and hunting nation. They are very primitive and backward, and they don’t know how to build city walls at all. This old Shenyang city is still old, has experienced storms and years.

Soon, someone rode out from the city gate, waving his swords and soldiers, shouting some strange sounds, rushed out, surrounding Zhou Zheng and his group, with swords and soldiers flying, and the sharp blades were on the faces of Huang Weihuai, Zhou Zheng and others.

Some people behind Zhou Zheng were frightened and even fell to the ground in fright, panic, and shouted for help.

Huang Weihuai's face turned pale and stood there, letting these swords and weapons fly in front of him, as long as he was a short distance from his throat, his body remained motionless.

Zhou Zheng clenched his fists tightly, forcing him to remain motionless.

He knew that this was the Jianlu people's power. If they showed their timidity, it would not be as simple as being embarrassed. Many things that followed would lose their initiative, and all of them were controlled by the Jianlu people.

"Hahaha"

These Jianlu people walked around Huang Weihuai, Zhou Zheng, looked at the embarrassing appearance of the group of people behind them, and laughed out loud, feeling very proud.

Huang Weihuai snorted coldly and said nothing.

Zhou Zhengze looked at the faces of several people, not the two people he saw in Ning Yuan, and they were not dressed as high as they were.

The group of people laughed for a long time. One of them jumped off the horse, looked at Huang Weihuai and Zhou Zheng, and said, "The Emperor of Ming Dynasty sent you here, haha, I'm scared, you know how to study without you Southern barbarians, you have never seen them, hahahaha."

Huang Weihuai sneered and said, "With a wool and armor, birds and beasts, how could he know the saints' education, the rituals of the fragrance of books, and the ignorance of ignorance."

"What did you say"

The leader was furious and pulled out the knife and pressed it on Huang Weihuai's neck.

Huang Weihuai straightened his chest and said in a deep voice, "A real man can be killed but not humiliated, you can do it."

Huang Weihuai looked stern, with no fear on his face, and looked calm and willing to die.

The leading Jianlu people looked at Huang Weihuai's expression and wanted to really cut it down. The one beside him quickly stopped him and said a few words.

The leader calmed down his anger and still looked chill. He spoke very well in Chinese. He stared at Huang Weihuai and snorted disdainfully, saying, "Sooner or later, I will let you kneel at my feet and follow me."

As he said that, he withdrew his knife and turned around to the horse.

Several Jianlu men got on the horse, then ran into the city gate.

Huang Weihuai's eyes twitched, and then he looked back and saw that many people looked embarrassed. He looked ugly. However, he was a little surprised when he saw Zhou Zhengwei's fearless look. He hummed lightly and said, "Go."

He strode ahead, and the others responded repeatedly, knowing that it was embarrassing, but he didn't care and followed behind him with a stingy bullet.

When Zhou Zheng entered Shenyang City, he felt not the excitement at the first time, but the desolation, sparsely populated, and there were no people on the road.

The Jurchens can be distinguished by the eyes. They rarely see Han people wearing weird clothes and strange braids. Each of them looks very arrogant. They treat Zhou Zheng and his group with nostrils facing the sky, gurgling, occasionally mixing Chinese, Nanman, fake models, etc., and some people shout to fight and kill.

Huang Weihuai had no idea, raised his head and chest, and was not afraid.

Although Zhou Zheng was deeply dissatisfied with Huang Weihuai and others' pedantic and unwilling to make progress, he still admired his courage to not be afraid of death, at least he was better than the people behind him.

But soon, the slightest feeling that Zhou Zheng had just risen disappeared.

As soon as he arrived at the inn arranged by the Jianlu people for them, Huang Weihuai said coldly to Zhou Zhengdao, "Without my permission, you are not allowed to leave this room, you will watch him off."

After saying that, Huang Weihuai strode away without saying nonsense to Zhou Zheng.

The two guards looked at Zhou Zheng, smiled flatteringly, and said, "Censor Zhou, please don't make things difficult for us."

They were just guards sent by the Ministry of War, and they had also seen Zhou Zheng and Huang Weihuai faced each other's tit-for-tat. If Zhou Zheng came hard, they would not dare to really lock Zhou Zheng in the room.

Zhou Zheng smiled, turned around and went in, and came out again not long after. He held a piece of paper in his hand and handed it to one of the guards and said, "Did you see this pattern when you go out on the street, pay attention to me and see where you tell me, it should be quite eye-catching."

The two guards stretched their heads and saw a word, and hurriedly said, "Yes, don't worry, I'll tell them now, and I'll tell you immediately if I see it."

As long as Zhou Zheng doesn't make things difficult for them, everything is easy to say.

Zhou Zheng thanked him and turned back to the room.

There were carriages all the way, so I rushed to hurry up. It was not good on the way. Zhou Zheng felt soreness in the back. He simply looked around the room and lay on the bed, with his eyes closed and he pretended to sleep.

Their banner this time was to pay condolences, and the ones they paid for were Lao Nu and Nurhaci.

According to the plan, they will go to Nurhaci’s cemetery to pay their respects tomorrow, and Huangtaiji will hold a banquet to entertain them the day after tomorrow, and they will be able to leave the day after tomorrow.

The most important one is the negotiation with Huang Taiji. This negotiation is between Huang Weihuai and Huang Taiji, who represents Yuan Chonghuai.

Zhou Zheng was not sure what Yuan Chonghuan wanted to talk to Huang Taiji, but the initiative in this negotiation was not in the hands of Yuan Chonghuan, who won the Ningyuan Defense Battle, but in the hands of Huang Taiji, who was still performing harmless humans and animals.

However, Yuan Chonghuan may not realize this.

If Yuan Chonghuan was fooled by Huang Taiji, relaxed his vigilance in Liaodong and allowed Huang Taiji to easily cut off Dongjiang Town, he would be really fooled.

Zhou Zheng suddenly opened his eyes, looked at the mosquito net, his eyes flashed, and he whispered, "It's still too passive."

Zhou Zheng sat up, looked at the four treasures of the study on the table not far away, and was very concerned about it.

He has always been countering the moves because it happened suddenly and his ability is limited. Now, he finally has some abilities and some things that can be done in front of him.

For example, some things in Liaodong, such as Dongjiang Town

After Mongolia has collapsed, Dongjiang Town is too important to the Ming Dynasty. If Dongjiang Town is gone, it will be like breaking an extremely important arm of the Ming Dynasty, and it will not be too much for life and death to be at stake.

If Dongjiang Town had been there and threatened Jianlu, perhaps the national destiny of the Ming Dynasty would change.

Zhou Zheng got up from the bed, came to the table, laid the paper, picked up the pen, and started writing something.

He pinched his head and ended, and only he could understand what he wrote.

His writing involves Dongjiang Town, North Korea, Mongolia and Liaodong, and there are many and numerous.

He wrote more and more, and he could not even finish his writing later. This was his series of thoughts, ideas and expectations for Liaodong and others.

I don’t know how long it took, but the knock on the door rang. After Zhou Zheng said um, a guard pushed the door and said with a smile, “Civil Zhou, I’ve brought your dinner.”

Zhou Zheng glanced at him and said, "Is Mr. Huang here?"

The guard put the food on the table and said, "Mr. Huang is said to have been visiting a few old friends."
Chapter completed!