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Chapter 89: Xu Xunuo, pity grandson

.The important thing is that his identity is the emperor of the Ming Dynasty. Even if he is imprisoned in Wasi, no one dares to ignore his influence. These days, Ah Ci, who has always been close to the ****

The third person in charge of thick tiles frequently walked around with Zhu Qizhen.

This caused an inconspicuous disturbance in the circle of the Wasi nobles. At this moment, Ye Xian focused all his attention on cleaning up the Tatar tribes and the threats from the Duoyan Tribes. He was worried about Boyan.

Swallowed.

He doesn't understand, but that doesn't mean that Boyantemur doesn't understand the hidden worries. This is why Boyantemur personally came to visit Zhu Qizhen today.

"You can't say that. I am a guest of the Choros family, but you and your brother imprisoned me in the name of Wac, right?" Zhu Qizhen's voice was slightly cold, and the smile on his face was

It hasn't changed at all. "Could it be that Boyan Pingzhang meant that I am just your prisoner and I am not qualified to make friends with the powerful people in Wasi? If so, Pingzhang said it bluntly."

"Your Majesty is joking. You are a distinguished guest of my Waci. How dare we be disrespectful? In fact, these days, I have been trying to persuade my brother to send your Majesty to the Ming Dynasty. I hope that your Majesty can understand that I, the Waci Wuyou, have nothing to do with the Ming Dynasty.

Enemy mentality."

"My ministers and elder brothers have always admired your majesty's character and treated him very respectfully. My brother, the king, has made it clear many times that no one is allowed to neglect the emperor. Anyone in the Waca family who dares to disrespect your majesty will be severely punished." Boyan Tiemu'er disagreed.

**explained with some headache. Regarding the big name Zhu Qizhen, he really couldn't beat him or scold him. He still had to offer sacrifices to his ancestors. This feeling made Boyan Tiemuer feel aggrieved.

Besides, he also felt a little melancholy. This is why Ye Xian seldom came to visit Zhu Qizhen in person. More often, he let his younger brother do it for him.

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If I hadn't always been kind to Zhu Qizhen and showed my kindness frequently, I might have received a lot of blank looks and cold treatment. It felt like I was the unlucky prisoner of war. Boyan Tiemuer held his mouth

I sighed with tears in my heart.

After hearing Boyan Tiemur's words, Zhu Qizhen couldn't help but feel a wave of excitement in his heart. Yes, Daming, that is the hometown of his soul and dreams. He finally suppressed the excitement in his heart.

, Zhu Qizhen said calmly: "Oh, Master Pingzhang has a good intention, I accept it, but since King Huai and you both want to reconcile with the Ming Dynasty, why do you still leave me in the grassland?"

"This is not because I am incompetent, but because affairs have been busy these days. Therefore, I have not yet reached an agreement with my brother. But your Majesty, rest assured that no matter what, I will try to send you back to the Ming Dynasty." Boyan Tiemuer grew up.

He stood up and knelt in front of Zhu Qizhen's case and bowed down. His tone was firm, as if he was not only an important minister of Wala, but also a loyal minister who was willing to hand over his life and death to the emperor of tomorrow.

Zhu Qizhen stared at Boyan Tiemur, who was leaning in front of the case, with his profound eyes. He knew very well that Boyan Tiemur was not so much making a promise to himself, the great emperor of tomorrow, as it was to give him a promise.

Put a footnote on your own ambitions and ambitions...

Zhu Qizhen stood up from behind the case, walked around the long case, stretched out his hand to help the bowed Boyan Tiemu'er up, and looked at the boy who was half a head shorter than himself, but his ambition was no less than his own.

Mu'er, Zhu Qizhen's face showed a trace of extremely gratified and sincere smile: "Boyan Pingzhang has this intention, I know it very well. If I can return to the Ming Dynasty, I will repay Boyan generously one day."

"With your majesty's promise, I will repay your majesty even if I don't care." Boyan Tiemur saw Zhu Qizhen's expression, and his heart was filled with ecstasy. As long as Zhu Qizhen didn't regard Wa Ci as his enemy, he would be happy.

Or as his ally against his brother, then all his efforts will be worth it.

"It doesn't have to be like this. I always repay my kindness. If anyone respects me, I should respect him a foot." Zhu Qizhen returned to the case and sat down with a smile, and started talking about the Guanghan high-speed train again.

"Lord Pingzhang treats me with sincerity, and I will naturally repay Pingzhang with sincerity."

"If someone offends his brother for one foot, it is almost as if he has to pay him back one foot." This is the most sincere truth in Zhu Qizhen's heart. As for respecting others for one foot, I respect one foot. In Zhu Qizhen's eyes, that is just taking advantage of others.

It's just something you use to fool people.

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The moon was rising, and in the back courtyard of the Duchang Earl's Mansion of the Ming Emperor, there were still a few lights on. A servant was leading the way in the dark night, holding a lantern. Behind him was a middle-aged man holding a letter in his hand.

He walked quickly towards the bedroom of Huichang Bo Sun Zhong in the back house.

"Who is outside?" Sun Zhong, an old man who was lying on the couch with his eyes narrowed and dozing, could not help but open his eyelids and asked softly when he heard the footsteps running quickly outside the room and stopping at the door.

"Father, it's my child, have you rested?" A respectful voice came from outside the door.

"It turns out it's Ji Zong, come in, someone, please brighten the candle." Sun Zhong stroked his long beard and motioned to the maid who was kneeling in the room.

After a short meeting, a ray of light appeared in the originally dark room. Sun Jizong, who was nearly fifty years old, walked into the room and bowed respectfully to his old father Sun Zhongchang: "It's late at night, why don't you take a rest?"

"As we get older, we sleep less." Sun Zhong turned over and sat up. He patted the head of the couch and motioned for his eldest son to sit next to him. He said with a smile, "What's the matter? If it's no big deal, don't you?

I will disturb my father over this matter."

"Yes, just now, someone came to visit the child with a letter written by the Emperor." Sun Jizong stepped forward, pulled the corner of the quilt for his old father, and said in a low voice.

"What?" Sun Zhong's **** brows couldn't help but raise, and his originally lifeless eyes suddenly lit up. "You mean..." Seeing his child nodding, Sun Zhong felt that his heartbeat seemed to be beating faster.

A lot. "You guys, please step back, Sun Liuwa, and guard the door for me."

"My servant knows." Sun Liuwa, the confidant of the Sun family who had been staying in the room, respectfully accepted the order and immediately drove all the serving maids out of the large bedroom and guarded the door. Indoors,

Only Sun Zhong and his son were left under the light.

"...My poor good grandson." After reading the letter, Sun Zhong, who was in agitated mood and burst into tears for a moment, couldn't help but said sadly. Sun Jizong was not much better off, with tears in his eyes.

"Father, don't be too sad. You should take care of yourself."

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ps: The first update has arrived. Well, there are still three days until December. I am looking forward to it and excited at the same time. I hope that it will make everyone more happy and happy to watch it by then. I will definitely not update it every day after entering v.

That’s it.

I said weakly: Book a monthly pass, I don’t want much, I just want a monthly pass for December.


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