302. Chapter 301 Bing Ge Iron Horse Cold Light Splash 12
Zhenjin's expression changed slightly when he heard the other party's words. Then he glanced at Arnold secretly and his expression returned to normal. His eyes were lowered, and he paused for a moment before saying in a deep voice: "Come in!"
Bayin walked in in a dusty manner, only briefly glancing at everything in the tent, and then hurriedly walked to Zhenjin with his head lowered, "Your Highness, the secret report just came from Lin'an in the Southern Song Dynasty." He said, kneeling on one knee.
Kneeling down, he dragged a small bamboo tube in his arms to Zhenjin.
Arnold glanced at Zhenjin curiously and saw that there was no change in his face. It seemed that he had already guessed what the secret report in his hand was, so he was not surprised. However, this secret report must be very important.
Otherwise, it would not have been possible to spread it all the way back from the Southern Song Dynasty and spread it to the military camp so quickly.
Qianhe noticed some changes in the atmosphere in the room, and left with a smile on her face, pretending to go out to find something.
Bayin's eyes were fixed on the ground, and he acted like a quiet and loyal dog without saying a word.
Although Arnold didn't speak, his eyes would glance at Zhenjin from time to time. She wanted to know what kind of important news it was, but she was a little afraid of knowing it. This news might very well affect her parents.
Her life and death are also related to the lives of people she knows.
She had no feelings during the Southern Song Dynasty, and patriotism was nothing to her. She didn't care whether she was loyal or not. Her so-called loyalty meant being loyal to herself, and filial piety meant being filial to her parents. In her heart, there was no difference between the Yuan and Song Dynasties.
, maybe she had Mongolian blood flowing in her body in the previous life.
If she remembered correctly, from the beginning, since Emperor Chi You's war, although the Han people were a nation with a large population, they had merged with the ethnic minorities in the later period. The Xiongnu during the Qin and Han Dynasties, and the Huns during the Tang Dynasty
People, including current Mongolia, as well as those rumored Xianbei, etc., and finally the Manchu Qing Dynasty.
Having experienced so many ups and downs, pure Han people are probably the real minority.
The silence in the tent made Bayin feel a little uncomfortable, so he tried to remind his master, "Sir, has this news reached Dadu?"
Arnold's eyes lit up, it turned out that the news had not been sent to Yanjing yet. She looked at Zhenjin, wanting to know how Zhenjin made his choice.
Zhenjin raised his hand and said, "Hurry up and hurry up for eight hundred miles. Let the Khan recruit 100,000 troops, and Namuhan will lead the army to join us."
Conscription of 100,000 troops? Is it a big deal?
Bayin said "yes", stood up from the ground, and strode out of the tent.
When only Zhenjin and Arnold were left in the tent, Zhenjin looked at her instead, "Don't you want to know what this secret report is?" He raised a small piece of cloth in his hand.
The cloth strips showed a reddish color, with faint ink stains on them.
Arnold didn't want to deceive, so he looked at him and said calmly: "I want to know, what happened in the Southern Song Dynasty?"
Zhenjin turned the cloth over, and Arnold could see the words on it clearly. He said slowly: "Emperor Du Zong of the Southern Song Dynasty died suddenly."
"What?" Arnold's hand shook, and the clay pot he had just held in his hand fell to the ground.
With a "pop" sound, countless pickled plums rolled to the ground.
"Boom"
Suddenly there was a loud thunder outside the tent, and the rolling thunder was like the roar of nature.