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Chapter Twelve Too Arrogant?

Chapter 12: Too arrogant? ("")

And Zhu Qizhen's good mood also disappeared without a trace in an instant. Damn it, prisoners of war also have the dignity of prisoners of war. What's more, I am the prisoner of war with the highest reward value in the world. What the hell do you dare to do?

Humiliate me.

"Which family's wild dog barks really unpleasantly?" Zhu Qizhen looked at this powerful Mongolian nobleman coldly, his eyes were like looking at a maggot scurrying around in the mud of the ditch.

"Damn it! How dare you insult me." Upon hearing this, the Mongolian noble's face suddenly turned purple with anger, and the riding whip in his hand was pointed directly at Zhu Qizhen, with a fierce light in his eyes.

However, Zhu Qizhen pushed away Yuan Bin who was guarding him without any timidity, turning a blind eye to the Waqi cavalry who shouted loudly, his eyes as cold as knives. "I am the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, the king of competition, Boyan

Timur, and Grand Master Ye Xian, will not be so presumptuous in front of me. Who are you? Do you think that your power and strength are already above Grand Master Ye Xian?"

As soon as Zhu Qizhen finished speaking, the clever Ha Ming immediately shouted Zhu Qizhen's words loudly in Mongolian. The Waqi cavalry who were still angry at first couldn't help but look at each other, it was the one with murderous intentions.

The big hand that the Mongolian nobleman had just placed on the scimitar at his waist could not help but freeze.

"Tursun, what are you doing here?!" At this moment, Tengger, carrying a half-eaten leg of lamb, ran over from the crowd of onlookers and pointed at the Mongolian man named Tursun.

The nobleman roared angrily. "He is the grand master's guest. If you want to make trouble, just go somewhere else."

"Tenger, you are just a newly promoted captain, what qualifications do you have to yell at me." Torson shouted at Tengger who hurried over with an angry look on his face.

Tengger grinned his oily mouth, and his eyes were equally unruly: "I was ordered by the Grand Master to guard the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty. If anyone dares to be rude in the army, I will report it to the Grand Master for a decision.

"

Hearing this, and seeing Tengger's subordinates gradually surrounding him, Tursun couldn't help but snorted, knowing that he couldn't please him. He gritted his teeth and shouted in a low voice: "The grand master has an order, please do so."

Emperor Ming went to the Chinese army's tent for a banquet. I have already received the order. Let's go!" After saying that, Tursun glared at Zhu Qizhen hatefully, reined up his horse and headed towards where he came from, followed by all the piao cavalrymen.

It ran away wildly.

"Your Majesty is so courageous. You actually dare to do this in our Wacai camp." Tengger threw the half leg of mutton to the soldiers beside him, turned around, and smiled at Zhu Qizhen, with a smile on his face.

His expression was also quite admiring.

"If he treats me with courtesy, why should I do this?" Zhu Qizhen wiped the cold sweat from his palms, but the expression on his face still looked so heroic. After racking his brains and sweating, he finally suppressed it.

There is a classical Chinese saying: "Those who respect others will always be respected by others; those who insult others will always be humiliated by others."

Yuan Bin and others couldn't help but have expressions of respect and admiration on their faces, but Zhu Qizhen was already the emperor of the Ming Dynasty, and he was more of a lord than a lord. Therefore, there was no need for them to cry and shout and rush over to hug Zhu Qizhen's thighs.

When you shout "Lord", you can only convey affection with your eyebrows? The waves of admiration should be conveyed between your eyebrows.

As Tengger arrived at the heavily guarded Chinese army's tent, Zhu Qizhen looked at the curtain opened by the soldiers, and couldn't help but sigh softly, and bravely followed Tengger's urging.

Entering this big tent where singing and laughing came from.

As soon as Zhu Qizhen, a fair boy who could tell at a glance that he was not a Mongolian, appeared, the noisy tent suddenly went silent as if someone had turned on the power button.

The one who was smiling couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and opened his mouth, but it seemed that he couldn't remember how to speak for a while.

"I don't know why the Grand Master sent me here. What's the important thing?" Zhu Qizhen saw that the people in the tent all looked like a bunch of clay Buddhas, so he had to speak first.

Ye Xian finally came to his senses, quickly threw the food in his hand on the table, stood up, and was about to salute Zhu Qizhen, but Fang felt that it was inappropriate and sat back again, and said in an authentic tone

"Come here, please sit down, Your Majesty." His expression was very excited, his eyes were very hot, and he looked at Zhu Qizhen with a look that could not earn him a fortune in half a year. The Hong Kong kidnapper, who was already so poor that his chest was pressed against his back, suddenly saw Li Zekai alone.

Hang out around the neighborhood.

Zhu Qizhen, who didn't understand and was muttering something at first, couldn't help but shudder. "Damn it, even though I'm your lover, you are still a prime minister of a small country. Please don't look so naked in your eyes, okay?"

?

Ha Ming, who had entered the camp before Zhu Qizhen, quickly translated Ye Xian's words to Zhu Qizhen. Zhu Qizhen was not polite at all, mainly because he didn't know whether he should be polite or not, but he was treated badly by Ye Xian, a bastard.

If you are a prisoner and you are polite to him, what if these guys think you are showing cowardice? Besides, you are still the emperor after all, so doing so seems to harm the state, right?

Seeing Zhu Qizhen sitting calmly and calmly in front of the banquet, as if this was his palace, without even the slightest consciousness of being a prisoner, the officers and nobles were stunned. Boyan Tie next to him

Mu'er also reacted at this time and looked at Zhu Qizhen carefully. It had to be said that Zhu Qizhen had a good appearance, with a dignified appearance, red lips and white teeth, sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, showing that he was not angry at all.

Although he still looks very young, when facing such a large group of Dayuan (self-proclaimed) civil and military forces who want to take life and death, he still looks like he is walking into his own home. This kind of courage, Boyan Tiemuer thinks that

Can't do it.

Little did he know that there was a shameless time traveler hidden in the body of the emperor in front of him. Zhu Qizhen, who knew the direction of history, naturally expected that these guys would not embarrass his super meat ticket, so he could be so comfortable.

"Your Majesty, I wonder if you are getting used to it these days in my camp?" Ye first raised the wine glass in his hand and asked Zhu Qizhen with a smile.

"It's not bad. It's quite comfortable to eat and sleep. However, the food seems to be a bit monotonous. It's just mutton, so I'm a little tired of it." Zhu Qizhen rolled his eyelids and said rudely.

Ha Ming's eyes froze for an instant, but he opened his mouth but couldn't even utter a single word. Zhu Qizhen couldn't help but glare at Ha Ming, "You are the translator."

Ha Ming lowered his voice and said quickly: "Your Majesty, is this..." You are too arrogant. Boss, although you are the emperor, you are now a prisoner. If you are too arrogant, aren't you afraid of these barbarians getting upset and suffering a loss?

Zhu Qizhen was angry. The body of a tiger, no, the body of a dragon was shocked, and he glared at Ha Ming again. "Translate it as I intended."


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