Zhao Min hurriedly read the Chinese characters on the paper and glared at Xu Qian: "No way, even if I die, I will not agree to your conditions!"
Regarding Zhao Min's reaction, Xu Qian was very calm: "I think it is better for the princess to agree. Sometimes it is better to die than to die. Besides, if the princess wants to die, she may not be able to die."
Zhao Min's face changed, as if she thought of something terrible: a group of big men jumped on her and wrestled with her; she was stripped naked and hung at the city gate, with the words "Chahan Temur, King of Ruyang" written on her body.
"Female, Princess Shaomin of Dayuan" and other words...
In fact, Zhao Min was scaring herself. Although Xu Qian's moral level was low, it was still a little bit low. He would not do such a thing at all. The most he could do was to do experiments on her and make specimens after her death.
For people to study.
Zhao Min stared at Xu Qian and said angrily: "Aren't you afraid that the world will laugh at the fact that the dignified Mingjiao leader used such despicable means to force a helpless little girl?"
‘Dirty means?’
Xu Qian thought about it and understood what Zhao Min meant, but instead of explaining it, he said: "The princess is not a little girl who has no power to restrain a chicken. Moreover, when the Tatars took over the Han Dynasty, they slaughtered many cities and Han families.
Women have been insulted? Even now, many Han children are still being insulted by Tatars."
"Of course, the princess can say that these things were done by the ancestors and you were not involved, but you, the princess, have enjoyed the benefits. Otherwise, where would your luxurious life as a princess come from?"
"Since you have enjoyed the benefits, you will naturally inherit the responsibility. Just as your Tatar ancestors did to my Han children, I should do the same to you."
Zhao Min argued: "It's because you Han people are too weak, that's why you suffered like this!"
Xu Qian did not refute her, but nodded in approval: "The princess is right, so I am better than you now, and whatever I want to do to you, isn't it reasonable? The princess is a smart person, and I hope to make the right choice.
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Zhao Min was silent for a while, gritted his teeth and said: "Okay, I'll write!"
She followed Xu Qian's instructions and started writing on pieces of paper. Xu Qian was not in a hurry, and he and Zhou Zhiruo stood outside the prison and watched quietly.
Because there was a lot to write, it was not until more than two hours later that Zhao Min finally stopped writing. She shook her sore wrist, handed the pile of paper she had written to Xu Qian, and said with a bit of provocation: "Here are the things.
You, but does the leader dare to believe it?"
"Without the princess's trouble, Xu will have his own way to judge."
After reading what Zhao Min had written, Xu Qian raised his head and looked at Zhao Min. Their eyes met in the air. The next moment, Zhao Min seemed to have lost his soul, and his eyes were empty.
A disembodied voice rang in Zhao Min's ears. She didn't know where it came from or where it was going. She was like a mindless doll, instinctively following the voice and answering.
After Zhao Min finished answering all the questions, Xu Qian raised his right index finger and pointed it towards the center of her eyebrows. The remaining sparkle in Zhao Min's eyes disappeared.
Zhou Zhiruo looked on, feeling a little sad in her heart. Princess Shao Min, who was supposed to be her greatest enemy, just disappeared and died silently in this small prison...
Xu Qian handed the page to Zhou Zhiruo and said: "Zhiruo, these things are up to you. You find a way to do them well. Zhao Min is also up to you!"
Without giving Zhou Zhiruo a chance to speak, Xu Qian turned around and left the prison.
As soon as he got out of prison, Xu Qian got an interesting news. The mute Ku Toutuo he captured actually spoke and claimed that he was Fan Yao, the Right Envoy of Light. After being confirmed by the purple-shirted Dragon King and others who rushed over, Ku Toutuo actually spoke.
Toutuo is truly the right envoy of light.
Hearing the news, Xu Qian smiled. Of course he knew Kutoutuo's true identity, but he deliberately didn't tell him. If the revelation was revealed, how would he punish Fan Yao?
All the righteous factions that besieged Guangmingding were captured, and the Tatar army was defeated. Although some Tatars escaped, the Tatars would not take the initiative to inform the factions of what happened on Guangmingding. Moreover, each of the righteous factions was defeated.
The sect was scattered in various directions, far away from Guangmingding, and it was inconvenient for the news to spread.
Therefore, what happened on Guangmingding has not spread yet. Various sects thought that the six major sects had arrived at Guangmingding and might even have wiped out the demon sect. On their way back, they never thought that except for the Wudang and Luoxia sects, the other sects
All factions have been completely destroyed.
In this case, Xu Qian led a group of Mingjiao disciples from Guangmingding to Shaolin in Songshan Mountain. What he wanted was a gap in information and time. He wanted to destroy Shaolin while Shaolin had not received the news and was defenseless.
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Guangmingding is in Kunlun, and Shaolin Temple is in Songshan Mountain. They are thousands of miles apart from east to west. It took Xu Qian and more than a hundred Mingjiao elites half a month to get to Songshan Mountain. This way, the time for rest and meals was reduced as much as possible along the way. If he was traveling normally,
, I’m afraid it will take several months.
It’s no wonder that the six major sects in the original book were so angry when they arrived at Guangmingding. It was probably because they had traveled a long way and slept in the open air along the way. The further they walked, the more angry they became, and the more they wanted to destroy the Ming Cult.
Xu Qian arrived at Songshan Mountain at night, which was a time he deliberately chose. Although Shaolin will definitely be more alert at night, it is still much more relaxed than during the day.
Before arriving at the boundary of Songshan Mountain, Xu Qian deliberately slowed down his marching speed to allow the following Mingjiao disciples to recover. If he just wanted to be fast and rushed over, a group of exhausted Mingjiao disciples would face Shaolin who was in good condition.
Monk, there is a high probability of defeat.
At this moment, every Mingjiao disciple was in full condition. Under the cover of night, they divided into several teams to go to the Shaolin Temple.
A thousand-year-old boy, with a majestic central mountain, Songshan Mountain at night is like a majestic giant beast standing between heaven and earth, or like a supreme ancient god overlooking the vicissitudes of the sea.
There were no electric lights in this era, and most of the Songshan Mountains were dark. Only the Shaolin Temple was illuminated by light. It was a little bright among the darkness, and it was extremely conspicuous in the dark night.
Through this light, you can vaguely see a series of buildings sitting on Shaoshi Mountain, which is the thousand-year-old temple - Shaolin!
Years are passing by, time is dim, dynasties are changing, emperors are in smoke, talented heroes are always blown away by the rain and wind, and the old king Xietang Qianyan has entered the homes of ordinary people.
But after nearly a thousand years, this ancient temple is still standing there!
This is of course because it behaves well. When it is not strong enough, it closes its mountains and monasteries. It never shows off. Once it regains its strength, it jumps out to cause trouble.
As a major sect in the world, Shaolin has many monks patrolling even at night to prevent young people from sneaking in at night. However, Shaolin has accumulated power in the Songshan area for too long in recent years, and no one dares to stroke its beard.
The news from Guangmingding has not yet been sent back, so Shaolin's security is naturally not that tight.
After all, I have been the boss for too long and have been in a state where no one dares to mess with me. It is normal to have a relaxed mentality!