. Regardless of whether you admit it or not, women's tears are often weapons of sharp lethality. Of course, the premise is "first, you have to like it, and secondly, you don't use this trick often.

Sure enough, Zhong Jin made Chen Mo scratch his head very much. In Shen Mo's opinion, the political wisdom shown by Zhong Jin must be the kind of woman who knows how to advance and retreat and can make decisions. As for those little ambiguities that are unconcealed, he would rather understand it as her intentionally or unintentionally using a slightly immature beauty plan.

There is no way, the higher the position and the more powerful he is, the more suspicious he is. "He cannot look at people close to him with a pure look... Even a loyal and honest person like Noyandala wants to take advantage of the situation and let him throw Jusan into hell? But he doesn't blame Noyandala. It's not easy for everyone in this world to live. If a person is not punished for himself, heaven and earth, this is something that no one can say.

What's more, it is this girl who is elusive like clouds on the grassland.

, Only women and villains are difficult to raise. If they are far away, they will be resentful, and if they are close, they will be not rude. , Chen Si couldn't help but think in his heart: It seems that the Master is still a person with a story. , "One" one, "One" one, "One" one, "One" one, "One" one, "One" one, "One" one, "One" one, "One" one, "One" one, "One" one, "One" one, "One" one, "One" one, "One" one, "One" one, "One" one, "One" one, "One" one, "One" one, "One" one, "One" one, "One" one, "One" one, "One" one, "One" one, "One" one, "One" one, "One" one, "One" one, "One" one, "One" one, "One" one, "One" one, "One" one, "If they are not happy, they can come back, if they bully you, they can come back at any time, and in the future, I will help you, and after such promises, "I'll coax you, and" Zhong Jin finally stopped crying, sobbing and stretched out his little hand.

"What are you doing?", silent and frightened.

"A gift..." Zhong Jin hasn't forgotten this.

"I said it to you, why are you crying?" Chen Si stood up depressedly and returned to the big case.

"I feel depressed, can't I cry?" Zhong Jin said with tears in his eyes again: "I just don't want to marry that kid."

"Okay, it's too good." Chen Si completely admitted defeat and didn't dare to entangle anymore." He took out a dark brown carved wooden box from the drawer and said, "This is what I promised to give to you." As he said that, he opened the lid and saw a pair of short guns lying quietly on the dark green wool lining.

One of them was bright silver "Zhong Jin was very happy when he saw it." He picked up one and looked carefully. Compared with the bulky spears she had seen, this gun looked very light, with an elegant and harmonious appearance, full of the beauty of artwork. The grip of the gun was designed in a streamlined design, made of walnut wood, and the outer layer was inlaid with ivory pieces carved with flying sky. It not only has a luxurious appearance, but also very comfortable to hold.

Chen Si took the gun from her hand," explained to her: "This is a cavalry pistol, the principle is the same as the Longqing style, and there are also major improvements... Because the horse's back is bumpy and the gun is easily dropped, this fixed push rod was specially designed." As he said that, he took out an ammunition and demonstrated to Zhong Jin: "There is a dumpling chain with a fixed push rod under the muzzle, and there is a ring at the end of the hinge. "Insert the push rod into this ring to fix it firmly. When loading, "pull out the push rod" and then insert it in the barrel in the opposite direction to load the bullet."

"Can you shoot this way?" Zhong Jin blinked.

"I haven't installed a fire yet, so I can't fire." Chen Si shook his head and said, "But don't think it's slow. The fire rate of this gun is much faster than that of the Longqing style."

"I still can't defend myself." Zhong Jin frowned and said, "I have the ability to recharge." He has shot the arrow long ago."

"Who said this is self-defense? This is to let you hang it on your waist without any trouble and show off your power." Chen Si smiled and picked up another small gun that was the size of a palm and said, "This is specially designed for those who perform secret missions. After pre-loading, you can be on standby at any time, and you have insurance, so you won't get out of fire." Then he said proudly: "It's really a must-have artifact for home travel, killing people." He picked up the inconspicuous little gun, Zhong Jin couldn't believe it: "Can this hurt people?", "It's more than just hurting people? Within five steps." Just aim at the vital point and kill them with one shot." Chen Si smiled and said, "Compared to that big one, this is the real weapon of killing. If it weren't for your marriage to Tumote, I wouldn't have given you this one."

"This is a good master..." Zhong Jin smiled sweetly.

"Snobbish." Chen Shi glared at her, then took out a flat gold box and said, "This is the second gift."

Zhong Jin picked it up and opened it and saw that it was the imperial edict that he had granted himself the title of Princess Heshun. He couldn't help but pout and said, "This is given by the court, not a gift from the master."

"Look carefully." Silently smiled, "This is the treatment that only your father can get."

Zhong Jin opened it and saw that at the end of the edict, she said that she had granted two tributes a year, and the regulations were based on the rules and regulations. She immediately wet her eyes, looking at the silence with gratitude, and she said in tears: "Master..." As mentioned earlier, for the Mongolian tribes, what does tribute mean? With this edict, she could send a certain size of mission to Beijing to pay tribute twice a year, and get ten or even a hundred times the rewards she paid, and then exchange these rewards with the goods she carried for the production and living materials needed by the tribe at the Huitong Pavilion! The harvest was so rich that it could not be compared with the invasion and robbery, not to mention that she was regarded as a guest of honor, and she would not have to exchange them for her life.

For more than two hundred years, this kind of qualification for tribute has been the most dream of Mongolian tribes. "Not to mention other examples, just think about Mr. Altan's blood and tears and painstaking history, and you can know how rare this thing is. It is very certain that as long as you have this, no matter what the future will be, your status will be guaranteed... Because no one can take this kind of thing, and no one can take it away. If you want to take a ride, you can only discuss it with yourself honestly.

This is his worth! Zhong Jin cried like a tearful person, but this time he was not cheating, but was crying gratefully. In this world, "the only man in front of him can think about himself for so long and take care of him is that he can't even do it.

"Don't cry, don't cry." Seeing that she was crying, she was still a little sore in her nose and hair. She actually felt the bitterness of marrying her daughter, took out a handkerchief and handed it to Zhong Jin and said, "This last one is the dowry given to you by the master."

"It's already a lot..." Zhong Jin shook his head and said, "I can't ask for it anymore."

"Don't listen first?", said with a silent smile.

"...", Zhong Jin stopped and looked forward to silence.

"Haha...", silently looking at her little fox-like appearance, smiled: "I discussed with your father." He will give you a thousand warriors as a dowry, be your teacher, and help you equip these thousand horses, how about it?"

"How to equip?" Zhong Jin said with wide eyes.

"Qing Yishui's three eyes were sharp, plus two hundred Longqing styles. He smiled silently and narrowed his eyes and said, "This dowry is reasonable...why, are you stupid?"

"...", Zhong Jin bit his lower lip tightly." His eyes looked at him with watery eyes and said, "Master..."

"Ah, what's wrong?" said Silently.

"You're going to get your eyes..." Zhong Jin's voice trembled slightly.

"What the hell do you want to do?" said silently alert.

"Shut up..." Zhong Jinshi Jiao said.

"Oh, there's nothing I can do with you." Chen Si had to close his eyes as he said.

I felt a wave of a girl's body fragrance coming to my face, and I was wrapped around my neck by a pair of delicate arms. Just as I was about to speak, a pair of hot lips were printed on his lips...

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The next day, Zhong Jin and his father returned to the tribe, preparing for the dowry, and waiting for Dacheng Taiji to come to welcome the bride.

Because the father and daughter were already princes and princesses, they were silently brought Zheng Luo and Qi Jiguang to see each other off, looking at the backs of their group. Zheng Luo sighed lightly, "Looking at Princess Heshun's crying like tears, the lord can bear it."

"What should you do if you ask the adults?" Qi Jiguang waited for him and said, "She is the princess now." Could she be a concubine for the adults?"

"That's right..." Zheng Luo said: "It's a pity, what a great girl."

"You don't understand Zhong Jin," silent but shook your head, and said in a complicated expression: "A woman like her may become a legend comparable to Mandu Sea, but the premise is that she cannot leave the grassland.

"When she said that, she sighed in a low voice: "Once she leaves the grassland, she will never be the master of fate again..."

Seeing the silent back a little desolate, Zheng Luo and Qi Jiguang were tactful and stopped making noise. They accompanied him to watch the changing clouds in the sky and the storm.

Silence was in Ijin Holo for another day, and when the merchants agreed to the contract, they set off to win east. On the way, they received an urgent report from the Military Information Department that there was a riot in the tribe... His eldest son Behe, under the instigation of the tribe shaman, killed more than ten Yellow Sect monks and more than a hundred tribes who defended the lama!

After receiving the news, Chen Si was furious at first, but soon calmed down and asked Qianhu who reported the news, "What's the situation now?"

"General Xiaoqi has used the fastest time to suppress the rebellion." Qianhu replied respectfully: "Unexpectedly, Beihe's younger brother Tzehe also joined in and helped his brother resist together." So it took some trouble to take them all down."

"How is Axing Lama?" Silence is most concerned about the political lama.

"On the day when he was halfway, he preached in another tribe..." Qianhu replied.

"That's good." Silent nodded and said, "Is there anything else?"

"General Xiao Qi asked for instructions" How to deal with those rebels?"

"This is the matter between the Huang Cult and the Mongols." I believe they have rich experience to deal with it," Chen Shu shook his head and said, "I will sell their personal favors this time." Let Qi Jimei listen to Axing Lama."

"go……,…"

Silently, he ignored him, but Noyandala in the room was in trouble. The newly-private king of the imperial court was already full of sadness because his beloved daughter was about to get married. After returning to the camp, he learned that his two sons were in trouble. He was immediately angry and anxious, and his eyes turned dark and fell to the ground.

When he woke up, he saw his wife and daughter's haggard appearance, and struggled to think about it, but felt half of his body was out of control, and couldn't help but say in surprise: "What's wrong with me?"

"Axing Lama said," this kind of thing cannot be hidden, so his wife Arou said to the truth: "You have a stroke, you have to be well recuperated and you can't get angry." You will recover slowly."

"Oh..." Noyandala said discouragedly: "How could this happen?"

"Dad, don't be depressed. I have sent someone to tell my master that he will definitely send the best doctor here." Zhong Jin comforted.

Noyandala knew that there was only one master in Zhong Jin's eyes. He heard her mention of silence, but he didn't care about him and asked anxiously: "What do you say about your brother's affairs?"

"The master said, "This is a matter between us and the lama." Zhong Jin glanced at his father, "I believe you can handle it well."

Noyandala frowned for a moment, he had to make his mind turn around. Only then could he figure out the meaning of silence, and after a long time, he said: "Then... what does Ah Xing Lama mean?"

"My Buddha is merciful." A gentle voice sounded. "Lama Axing, who was black and thin, wearing a shabby cassock, appeared in the tent, clasped his hands together and said: "Buddha is used to resolve hatred and stop killing. As long as they can put down their butcher's knife, they can still become Buddhas on their own."

"The master is compassionate and can forgive my unworthy son, but I, a father, cannot help but atone for him." Noyandala thought for a while and said in a deep voice: "This time, twelve monks died. I am willing to build twelve temples for the Huang Cult and hand over the evil beast Behe ​​to the master for disposal.

"Amitabha." Lama Axing proclaimed the Buddha's name.

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Noyandala knew very well that as long as the Huang Cult still wanted to hang out on this territory, it would be impossible to deal with his son. She simply wanted to be a little bitch and leave it to them for treatment.

What he could not imagine was that Lama Axing had used some method to convert Behe, and at the same time he worshipped the Buddhist sect, the Shaman Boji. This incident made the people of the tribes realize the vastness of Buddhism. Overnight, almost all of them converted to the Three Jewels and became believers of the Yellow Sect.

At this moment, Noyandala finally knew why the mysterious Supervisor Chen had to work hard to bring the Lamaism to the grassland. It turned out that they would really take away people's hearts... but he was no longer in a state of mind, and physical recovery was important. Besides, his daughter was getting married just in front of him, and there were too many things to be busy with. As for what people wanted, Supervisor Chen would not harm him.
Chapter completed!