"What is the real Celestial Dynasty?" Dorgon's eyes were bright, "Only those who control the three realms, dominate reincarnation, and confer gods to patrol the sky can the real Celestial Dynasty be."
"How dare a secular court like Daxia dare to call itself the Celestial Dynasty? The Emperor of Daxia is only the Son of Heaven, not the Emperor of Heaven."
Luo Ning showed a look of astonishment, "Control the three realms, dominate reincarnation, and confer gods to patrol the sky... Is this really possible?"
Dorgon's expression also became confused, and the light in his eyes dimmed.
"Whether it's true or not, I actually don't know. Maybe... maybe."
"But the Great Khan said that no matter whether he can do it or not, he must at least unify the world and integrate the kingly spirit of the world."
In fact, he didn't believe what the Khan said either.
Even the Great Khan himself probably doesn’t quite believe it.
Mostly it is an inspirational pie.
"That's right." Dorgon suddenly remembered something, "Turg said that the new owner of Qianqiu Mountain, Yun Fuyao, has already served for Daikin and will become Niulu Ezhen of Zhengheiqi."
"Zhengheiqi... is actually like the two secret agents of the Xia people, not as good as the old Eight Banners with their upright and red roots. That Yun Fuyao's Niu Lu'erzhen is not a formal official, and does not have the aura of a great golden king."
"To put it bluntly, Yun Fuyao is just a pawn of Zhengheiqi. Zhengheiqi hopes to use Yun Fuyao to integrate the surrounding demon cultivators and green forests."
"However, since Yun Fuyao has agreed to work for Dai Jin, he can be considered one of our own. You can ask him for help to deal with those who are unfavorable to you."
"I will ask Turge to tell Yun Fuyao and ask him to cooperate with you. Only with the help of the demons from Qianqiu Mountain can you gain a firm foothold in Longcuo City."
"As long as the two of you work together, you may really be able to accomplish something in Shunzhou in the future."
Luo Ning drank a glass of wine, coughed, and nodded: "Okay, I understand. Yun Fuyao...this name is quite domineering. I don't know where it comes from."
Dorgon shook his head: "Who knows what the background is? He is a demon cultivator after all. The Qianqiu Mountain was previously the master of the peacock demon, but who knew that this person took away the position of demon master."
"Luoning Anda, since Yun Fuyao can seize the throne, he must be quite capable and cunning. You have to be cautious when cooperating with him."
"Zhengheiqi wants to take advantage of him, so why doesn't he also want to take advantage of Zhengheiqi? However, this kind of person is a mother if she has breasts, so it is actually easy to take advantage of her."
"When necessary, give him some benefits and he will naturally cooperate with you."
Luo Ning looked a little lazy, "Dorgon Anda, you asked me to take charge of the three tribes of Longcuo. I am actually very embarrassed. How can those three tribe envoys obediently hand over their official positions and leave the three tribes?"
"It may not go smoothly just by relying on Her Majesty the Princess to file a petition."
"Yes." Dorgon thought for a while, "That's okay. The princess brought five thousand elite Tibetan guards with her for this marriage. I asked her to allocate three hundred troops to you in the name of protecting the dowry territory."
"These people are all Tibetan soldiers, and Jiedushi has nothing to say."
The two discussed for a while, drank a pot of spiritual wine, and then Luo Ning said goodbye and left.
When Shoton performed, the two met again in Songyuan Castle.
Luo Ning left the mission camp and saw a somewhat familiar Jurchen kneeling outside the camp.
No, it’s not the Jurchens, it’s that Fan Wencheng!
Unexpectedly, he was actually allowed to find the Jin envoy alive.
I saw him kowtow and loudly say: "Fan Wencheng, a scholar from the Xia Dynasty, was instructed by the gods to abandon darkness and turn to light, and asked to see the great Jin Jiubele!"
He screamed so loudly that his forehead bled, but the Jurchen armored soldiers at the gate of the camp all looked at him coldly, as if they were looking down at the pigs and dogs.
"You...are Luo Opera Master!?" Fan Wencheng looked up and suddenly saw his "acquaintance" Luo Ning, and was overjoyed.
When he saw Luo Ning coming out of the camp, he immediately said with a look of surprise:
"Master Operator, I have been instructed by the gods and want to see Jiubele..."
Luo Ning walked over without even looking, leaving only Fan Wencheng who was embarrassed.
How could he introduce someone like Fan Wencheng?
………
The mighty Cangyan River flows eastward.
On the official road on Jiang'an, Luo Ning rode a white top-notch thousand-mile horse, followed by the ninth-grade demon ox Lao Qiang.
Before leaving, Dorgon still gave him a magical horse.
Yinzi and Eshu followed on horseback, one on the left and the other on the right.
Luo Tianxia rode on the white horse, thinking about the harvest in his heart, and felt very satisfied.
The Lord of Longcuo City who has jurisdiction over a territory of five hundred miles.
The princess's retainer, Polo Mi Kao, wears a big insect skin scarf.
No need to pay tribute.
The white flag and the cow record the truth, sharing the king's energy.
The cultivation level has been promoted to the middle stage of seventh grade.
Cultivation resources, top-notch horses.
Oh, I almost forgot. There are also two subordinates with perfect seventh-grade cultivation.
As soon as Dorgon helped me, I was almost dead. I achieved a qualitative leap in one fell swoop. How much less effort was needed?
This was all thanks to my aunt Tang Xiang. How could I have defrauded Dorgon of his friendship without my aunt's secret help?
My aunt is dear.
Luo Ning almost laughed when he thought of this.
But in front of the two slaves Yin Zhen and Eshu, he always looked as calm as a white cloud, which made them admire him even more.
"Ezhen (Master)." Eshu took two steps on his horse and brushed his hair from his ears, "Ezhen is already the Lord of Longcuo City, but we have not yet accepted the power of the three tribes."
"Yes, it's true." Yin Zhen also said, "The three tribes of Longcuo City should take over as soon as possible to prevent those tribal envoys and headmen from causing trouble."
Luo Ning's face suddenly turned cold.
Yes, you should immediately accept the authority of the three ministries.
How could those tribesmen not hate themselves to the core when they lost their official positions? They obviously did not dare to oppose the princess's appointment, but they would definitely take action secretly.
Not only were these three tribal envoys serious Tubo officials, they were also powerful Xia people who had surrendered to Tibet before, and they all had family influence.
They have been ruling the Three Tribes for decades, and they have reaped countless benefits. They are all so rich, how can they be willing to spit out the Three Tribes?
Moreover, the soldiers and horses of the three tribes are all in their hands. These soldiers and horses are nominally Tibetan soldiers and horses, but in fact they are their private soldiers.
Eshu said with a little worry: "Well, those three tribal envoys all have private soldiers. If the princess leaves, they will do so in disguise..."
"Don't rush yet." Luo Ning said calmly, "Dorgon Anda wants to ask the princess to keep three Tubo centurions, but the princess has not agreed yet."
"When the princess agrees and has three hundred elites on hand, things will be much easier to handle."
Yin Zhen said: "Well, if the princess doesn't agree, then we can only ask Jiubele to keep some troops."
Once they became Luo Ning's slaves, the two of them immediately thought of Luo Ning wholeheartedly.
It seems that "I, Daijin," am truly unrivaled in his ability to train his slaves.
"No!" Eshu immediately shook his head, "Yin Zhen, don't you know the military system of Dajin? Every Eight Banners armored soldier must be registered with the Ministry of War. Military status management is extremely strict and it is difficult to manipulate."
"If Jiubele leaves a few soldiers, how will he explain it to the Khan when he returns? If there is one missing soldier, the Ministry of War will ask for it!"
"Besides, Shunzhou is the territory of the Tubo people. How can the Tubo people be willing to leave the golden armored soldiers behind?"
"Think about it, if this was easy, why would Jiubele ask the princess to leave three hundred Tibetan elites?"
Luo Ning also shook his head: "E Shu is right, now we can only wait for news from the princess."
Even if Dorgon was willing to keep some Eight Banners soldiers, he was not willing.
He didn't want too many Jurchens around him.
Do you really think he would consider the Jurchens as friends?
How is that possible.
"Eshu, Yinzhen, as soon as the princess's three hundred troops arrive, you will be ready to receive the three troops."
"嗻!"
…
"Master is back!"
"The lord is back!"
"Dear Sir, you have appeared with good luck!"
As soon as Luo Ning's figure appeared in Dawa Linka, everyone in Luo's class cheered.
Xi Guan'er, Fu Guan'er, Alu, Aji, Tongyan Shaman... and Xiao Hei, who was wagging his tail, all came out to greet them.
Xiao Hei shot at Luoning's feet like an arrow, his tail wagging desperately.
The Tubo servant looked strange.
The Luo opera master is back, so will the abandoned wife be kicked out of Davalinka?
Poor woman.
Where is the new lady?
The Tubo servants all looked at Eshu behind Luoning.
Is this the new wife? She looks pretty good, but how can she compare to the divorced wife?
They regarded Eshu as their new wife, and they all felt sorry for "Su Chuo" who was divorced.
Su Chuo couldn't help but feel a little confused when he saw Luo Ning's familiar figure.
It seems... long time no see.
"Brother Luo..." The girl's autumn eyes met Luo Ning's warm eyes, and her heart couldn't help but ripples.
A cool summer breeze blows, and the petals by the lake fall like powdery snow.
Su Chuo walked briskly with lotus steps, and ran a few steps towards Luo Ning gracefully. Then, like a swan wandering in the wind, he stopped a little dazedly.
"Chuo'er." The young man also smiled in the wind and flowers.
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