. "You should be careful about matters. After all, some people will take the opportunity to cause trouble even if they know that you are doing your order." After hearing the silent explanation, Zheng Luo said with a sad look on his face: "And if the adult pretends to possess Temujin, it will certainly be effective, but if someone takes advantage of the issue and says that you are a humiliating minister, what should he do?"

"This morning, I have made detailed instructions and passed the cabinet." Chen Si said lightly: "You are right, but the old master of the cabinet openly jumped to the great god. Of course, it is a misconduct for me. This is another crime for me."

"Jiangnan, this..." Zheng Luo frowned and said, "What do you want to do?

"Give someone a handle, Fan Xi." Silent smiled bitterly: "From now on, I will not make big mistakes, but keep small mistakes, you must be mentally prepared."

"Why is this?" Zheng Luo explained.

"I can't bear the credit for regaining Hetao." Chen said lightly: "If I never make mistakes, I will take back Hetao and happily lead the army to triumph, and will not be far from death."

Zheng Luo was shocked when he heard this and asked, "Why, Jiangnan, don't say these unlucky ones. The recovery of Hetao was to stabilize the country for the Ming Dynasty. If you have such a great achievement, who dares to touch you?" Once Hetao was taken into his pocket, it not only had a fertile land that can be cultivated and shepherded, but also formed a horn attack on Altan's Tumochuan. He would either restrain himself from now on or go west, and he could no longer do anything to harm as he used to.

"Fan Xi, you are actually only half of your words." The silent expression said in a complicated manner: "Yes, this battle is indeed a key battle, and it is indeed very good. If the battle is achieved, the country's financial resources will be difficult to support. Not only can Hetao not be taken back, but the country will also have trouble. Therefore, once you win, I, the proposer and executor of the reconciliation, will I really make a great contribution. But if you say that no one dares to touch me, you are a big mistake. Who doesn't hear the birds are gone, the good bow is hidden, the cunning rabbit dies, and the lackeys are cooked? If I just triumphantly, what do you ask the emperor to reward me? If the reward is light, he cannot explain to the people of the world. If the reward is heavy, can I bear it?"

Speaking of this, he looked at Zheng Luo apologetically and said, "So please forgive my selfishness. I can't have a beginning and an end. I have to find a way to throw this pick, but I can't joke about the lives of officers and soldiers, so I have to joke about myself."

Although he spoke easily, Zheng Luo could hear the heaviness and depression behind his words, and felt even more confused about the future, and said in surprise: "Jiangnan, is there no other way? Who else can take on this important task except you?"

"Fan Xi, you don't have to do this. I won't give up until the overall situation is settled." Chen Si straightened his back and raised his eyebrows and said, "As long as I don't want to leave, others can't move me." The two talked for a long time, and it didn't disband until late at night.

Early in the morning, the Mongolian people who had finished their night sacrifices gradually returned to their respective garrisons. But most of their heads stayed, and even Altan and the Tuman envoys did not leave. Seeing that the others did not leave, these people seemed a little embarrassed, so they ignored each other. They set up tents outside the Ming army camp, waiting for the silent summons.

The first person in silence was Noyandala, which made Altan and the messengers of the Tumans somewhat unhappy, but under the eaves, there was no way to bow their heads." He could only hold his breath secretly.

Following the silent guard, Noyandala came to the central army tent and saluted respectfully. The guard poured tea for him, and Chen Si left the seat and accompanied him in the guest seat, smiling and said, "I have worked hard in Jiongnong these days."

"Not hard, no hard work." Noyandala hurriedly said: "I dare not say that I succeed, but I also had an assassin." If it weren't for the appearance of the Holy Ancestor, if it weren't for the appearance of the Holy Ancestor, "I'm really going to be redeemable for a hundred deaths."

"The Holy Ancestor appears?" Chen Shu hesitated: "After I came back, I heard them mention this matter. Is it true that I can't?"

"That's it, of course... "Oh no," Noyandala observed his silent face and said softly, "I don't know if it's true or not?" There is a saying by the Han people, "Zi Wu said that the power of the gods is in chaos. The scholar-official class generally does not believe in those things about gods and ghosts. The same is true for the Mongolians. Although ordinary people believe it deeply, those princes and nobles, if they know the details of the shamans, they will not take it seriously, but they just cannot refute it.

"Is this kind of thing?" Silently picked up the teacup, gently turned off the foam and said, "If you believe, you will have it; if you don't believe, you will have it."

Noyandala is a smart man. He immediately understood the implicit meaning of silence and nodded immediately and said, "I believe it deeply." He said, and stood up and knelt down and said, "The vassal minister, Mongol Jinnong Borjijin Noyandala, is willing to follow the order of the Holy Ancestor, lead his troops to return to the king forever, become a barrier of the Ming Dynasty, and be obeyed the imperial edict!"

…………” Although Chen Si didn’t say anything, he was very happy. He had a pretentious act yesterday, just to give the Mongolian princes who were willing to surrender. As for whether it was absurd or not, it was fine as long as it was easy to use. Now that Noyandala is so good at this, he is willing to be the first leader to surrender, so of course he has to praise him.

After a moment of silence, when he almost got into trouble with Noyandala, he laughed loudly and said, "Jinong, please accept the order." He said that, and took out a roll of bright yellow imperial edict from his sleeve.

Noyandalaf was in his heart, and quickly leaned over and knelt down, shouting: "The vassal Noyandala respectfully invites the holy mother!"

"Sage, please beg for peace." Silently turned sideways, he said loudly: "The emperor's system of the heavenly kingdom said: The sage and benevolence are broad, and all the heavens and earth are bound to respect their relatives; the emperor ordered the generals to be loyal and respectful. He should be promoted to the world, and he should be promoted to the world. He should consult Noyandala, rise up to Hetao, and admire China, and admire China. He knocked on the south of thousands of miles south, and was willing to seek support. Since his feelings were firm in obedience, he could be favored by the soft and soft. He was appointed as the King of Taiping of the Ming Dynasty, and granted a golden seal to guard Hetao for the rest of the country. He was in the play! Long Benzhihan, who was wearing a crown and dress on the grassland, and was in the fashion, and he was in the wind and clothes, and guarded the vassals in the heavens. He thought that his ministers should be cultivated. Kexu must be conscientious: thanking the emperor's grace, without substituting the gifts and sincerity. He only obeyed the words and respected the voices and teachings forever. How proud!"

After reading it, he silently handed over the imperial edict to Noyandala and said, "I have never been granted a vassal king since the founding of the Ming Dynasty. But you are the Jinnong of Mongolia, and you are the first to submit sincerely and devote yourself to peace between the two tribes. The court has seen your efforts and attitude, and it is worthy of giving this grace!" He said with a smile: "My Ming Hetao is your fief."

Noyandaramon's great kindness "has boiled in his heart." I don't know what it felt, and he fell to the ground and kowtowed and cried: "The court is so kind, and the kindness will last forever, and the vassal ministers will be crushed to pieces. It's not enough to repay the saint........."

"And." The silent pupils were dark and bright, and said, "In the future, all Mongolian tribes in Hetao will be under your command of the Taiping King. Prince, don't let the court down."

"This...Nuoyandala said silly" refused, "Thank you to the great love of the Lord, and the vassal ministers are in the five senses, but I really can't be competent for your appointment. According to the example of the vassal kings in the mainland, let me be the current leisure prince. "It will be directly managed by the Ming Dynasty officials."

"Oh" get up first." He smiled silently and said, "If you have any worries?" He might as well say it slowly." But he praised in his heart. He did not see the wrong person. Noyandala was too sensible.

Noyandala knew in her heart that if the Ming Dynasty really wanted to give Hetao to herself, she would definitely make it clear in the imperial edict. Now, she only mentioned this sentence after the imperial edict was announced, which clearly meant to be aware of the qualities. She took the initiative to say it and said, "The only one who is a vassal minister was shallow. When she was appointed as a Jinong, she broke the Ordos tribe into pieces. She was already ashamed of her father and really didn't dare to let the Lord down again."

"Well..." Silently pondered: "What do you think is difficult to manage?"

Mo "The main reason is that I have always been weak and my younger brothers are not convinced." Noyandala said: "Especially my second brother wants Sang, and I always feel that he is qualified to inherit the position of Jinong, so I can't get along with me."

"I heard..." I looked at him silently and whispered: "This spring festival is his responsibility for the guards of the main hall." He "yes" Noyandala said: "Because the Darhut tribe has not come back, the people who worshipped the Sang can only serve as guards." As he said guiltyly, "As a result, a missed child came out." I have sent someone to look at him and wait for the Lord to drop him."

"Yeah," he nodded silently and said, "I'll send him here later. "I'll teach him a lesson for you." After saying the two more words, Noyandala got up and said goodbye, but she was owed." She thought of something, "By the way, there is also Nu Nu's marriage, I have written a letter to ask the adults for instructions. Then Altan's adopted son Da Yuncha, "actually, there is another identity" that is Altan's wedding envoy, and he should reply to him. Please give me some advice."

"This... I was silent and a little embarrassed: "It's the prince's family matter, you can decide for yourself." "This is a marriage with Altan." Noyandala said seriously: "I don't know if the vassal ministers are really powerful, so please ask the lord to decide." He kicked the ball back again.

"...", he laughed silently and said, "Men are married when they are old, and women are married when they are old. Don't think too much. Altan will never violate the Central Plains just because you marry your daughter to him. As for your position, I can trust you."

"My sir, are you married?" Noyandala asked tentatively.

Nodded silently, without saying anything.

After Noyandala retreated, several guards pressed Baisang up.

Seeing Chen Si, Baisang leaned down on the ground and said a few words of Mongolian words... Not every Mongolian prince understands Chinese." But Chen Si knew that Baisang understood.

Bao Chongde, who was next to him, translated: "He greeted the Lord."

Then there was another string of Mongolian language. Kangxi listened quietly first, but he couldn't help laughing, leaning on the back of the chair and said, "I heard that you are the smartest man in Ordos. His Chinese is very good. Why do you still talk to me in Mongolian language?"

When Baisang saw that he knew his background, he turned red and said, "I just understand a little." This time he spoke in Chinese.

"Get up." Chen Jing's face was quiet: "I'm not used to sending messages, so let's talk in Chinese."

Sang stood up and saw that he had a short figure and dark face. His neck looked thicker and shorter. His two thick eyebrows were brushed like brushes, his hair was scattered behind his head, but his bangs were tied into a few small braids, his legs were full of bravery, and he looked a little circled. Chen Si couldn't help but think: Compared to the alien of Noyandala, this is the standard Mongolian chief. He quickly put away his thoughts and asked quietly: "Do you know why you are called?"

"The villain doesn't know." Baisang replied with a very humble attitude, but he was very cunning.

"You are responsible for guarding the Mausoleum Hall." Now there is an assassin ambush in the hall," he said silently and coldly: "Don't you give me an explanation?"

"I deserve to die for the crime." Baisang said in panic: "The Darhuts who guarded the Holy Ancestral Tomb have all died. The villain is a temporary stake." He made a mistake and almost caused a disaster. Please punish him." After that, he knelt on the ground and handed it over.

"Is it just a mistake?" Silent eyes stared at him tightly, and after a while, he smiled, "Isn't it a bad intention?"

"The heaven can tell, since the villain has already surrendered to the Ming Dynasty," Baisang quickly pointed to the sky and sweared: "One heart is dedicated to the court, and there is no second heart."

"Not the second heart?" Chen Si smiled coldly and said, "Why do I think you have the most thoughts?!" He said, "Since the surrender last year," he said, "How many times have you contacted Tumote? And the White Lotus Sect, how much money have they given you? Do I need me to settle the accounts for you, or do I bring it to you by myself?"

"This..." Baisang looked at the silence, and saw that his eyes were cold. He realized that the other party had murderous intent, and his legs were weak and kneeled on the ground and said, "Yes..." There was indeed a deal. The villain was foolish and thought it was a private exchange, so he did not report it in time to ask the adult to punish the gold and silver he received. The villain was willing to hand over all of it to help the court's military pay!"

"Don't worry, how could the court care about your money?" Chen Shu smiled faintly and said, "Just talk about your heart. I heard that there is a saying on your grassland: "Money without reason is a jackal that eats people" means?"

"It means that others will give you money for no reason" is pushing you into the abyss." Baisang replied honestly: "The villain used to have a good relationship with Tumote and the White Lotus Sect, and he was unwilling to turn against them easily, so he accepted their gifts in a daze."

"What's the result?" Chen Si said lightly: "Are you being threatened by them? Even though they knew they were going to be unfavorable to me, they put their people in the tomb hall, right?"
Chapter completed!