Although Wang Xian did not hesitate to sacrifice himself to save his brothers, but now that the brothers are safe and sound, of course he will try his best to survive. Wang Xian has no hope at all about returning through official channels. The reason is simple. With Emperor Yongle
With his face-like temper, he would never pretend to recognize his grandson just to protect an insignificant minister. On the contrary, the emperor would try his best to publicize that his grandson had returned to camp. Not only would he tell the Ming army, but he would also let the people of Wala also do so.
You know, they were tricked, fooled, and fooled, so that this Northern Expedition would be considered complete.
After thinking about this truth, Wang Xian knew that his time was very tight. If he was exposed by one of his own people, it would be great fun. Mahamu became so angry that he cut him into pieces, which was considered merciful... So
Must save oneself
Fortunately, he is not fighting alone. He knows that his brothers will not give up on him and he also has a secret weapon... When he was looking for Jianwen Jun in Pujiang, Wang Xian once gave Na Wei Wuque a Wudang meal with the help of Ling Xiao.
He secretly prepared the spices from the mountains, and then used specially trained beagles to track him. Although Jianwen Jun ran away in the end, at least he found Wei Wuque accurately.
Wang Xian was fully prepared for this expedition. At that time, he also took two of the seemingly useless beagles on the road, thinking that even if they were of no use, they could still stew dog meat in case of a shortage of food.
Who would have thought that there would be an accident involving Zhu Zhanji's rash pursuit. Wang Xian was able to rush to support so quickly because of the nose of a beagle... When Zhu Zhanji led his army to attack, Shuai Hui and Er
Hei secretly applied the spice to the Xue brothers. Needless to say, Wang Xian was invited as a guest by the Wala people, so he must have also smeared the spice on his body, so that Wu Wei and the others could follow easily.
As for going out to hunt this time, he really didn't want to take the opportunity to escape, because he knew that he couldn't escape at all. Baoyinqiqige still underestimated Wang Xian's IQ... He came out this time just to send a message to his brothers
That's all, let them know your plan so that they can cooperate with you to escape.
While hunting that day, Wang Xianzhen didn't catch a single prey. When he returned to camp in the evening, the news spread throughout the Wala military camp, and even Mahamu knew about it. While feeling relieved, Mahamu felt that he was too disrespectful to his grandson.
Face is not a good thing. I asked Bao Yin Qiqi to give her a hard time and ask her to take proper care of His Highness, and asked Tuo Huan to teach His Highness Taisun archery.
"His Royal Highness Taisun also knew his shame and then became brave. He practiced archery hard with Tuohuan. Not to mention, his understanding was really good. After Tuohuan gave him a few hints, his skills immediately improved greatly. Even Tuohuan praised him for his magic arrows.
hand potential
"Of course, I am born to learn whatever I want, and I will be good at it after a while." Wang Xian said, "Grandpa Huang praised me, I am a god-sent general." As he spoke, he shot an arrow into the wooden target that was shaking in the distance: "
Watch me cum for several days and make that stinky bitch pee all over her."
"Haha..." Tuo Huanxin said, why did this sound so awkward? He couldn't help but curiously asked: "I would like to ask, your highness and Baoyin are not happy, what's the past unpleasantness?"
"I really don't have any personal grudges against her," Wang Xian shook his head helplessly, "It's just that she was captured by my men. She may have suffered some humiliation, and she has become more extreme." Think about what he has done.
Actually, he had no doubt that if he hadn't been pretending to be his grandson, Bao Yin Qiqi Ge would have shot him to death with an arrow, which would have been really retributive.
"By the way, how did Baoyin's face get changed? I won't tell her if I ask her." The key to Tuo Huan is to know the answer to the last question: "Is there any possibility of recovery?"
"I don't know about this," Wang Xian pushed Yu Jingjing aside and said, "I'll write a letter and ask the people below to see what they say."
"Oh, what a pity." Tuohuan said with regret, "Otherwise, she would be such a beauty." She swallowed her saliva as she spoke.
"It's a pity that the heart is like a snake and a scorpion," Wang Xian shrugged, shot another arrow, and spat: "It's better to stay away from such a woman."
"Actually, Baoyinbieji used to have a very good temper. It may have something to do with her appearance. As long as she can regain her true appearance, it will be fine," Tuo Huan said with a smile: "Otherwise, she and His Highness are really a good match."
"Pfft..." Wang Xian almost missed an arrow hitting his own foot, and said angrily: "Do you think Gu is a masochist?"
"What is a masochist?" Tuohuan was stunned for a moment, then he understood a little bit: "That's not what I meant.
"Then what do you mean?"
"Actually, it's my father. I heard that His Highness is not yet married, and I can't bear to have you alone here." Tuo Huan said with a smile, "So I want to find a wife for His Highness..."
"Is this..." Wang Xian squeezed out a smile and said, "You still have to obey your parents' orders. You are not good at making decisions."
"We Mongolians are all about mutual love. Your Highness, can you do as the Romans do when you are in the country?" Tuohuan said with a smile that didn't care: "Besides, my father also has good intentions. Your Highness can't bear to brush him off?" He said with his hands.
He broke a wolf-fang arrow into two pieces and laughed loudly: "This arrow is too weak. The bastard who made the arrow really needs to be repaired."
"..." Wang Xian was speechless. "People are swordsmen, and I am fish and meat. This sentence is really appropriate. It should be said that Mahamu wanted the grandson of the Ming Dynasty to marry a Mongolian woman as his official wife. This was a clever move.
In this way, Wala and Daming become in-laws, and it is difficult to use swords and guns again. Moreover, Wala's status will be greatly improved and the losses on the battlefield can be made up for.
But if he really marries, is this wife Zhu Zhanji or his own? Wang Xianxin said, that doesn't mean he is cuckolding Zhu Zhanji. Even if Zhu Zhanji doesn't care now, there is no guarantee that he will get angry one day in the future, so this marriage is absolutely not allowed.
Knot...
Just when Wang Xian was racking his brains to think of ways to escape the fate of being taken to the bridal chamber, he suddenly found that the direction of the wind had changed... The vegetables for breakfast every day were gone, and he didn't show up much when he was having sex. Even when they met, Wang's eyes turned cold.
Xian proposed to go hunting again, but Tuohuan hesitated and refused to agree. These signs showed that Zhu Di did not take him seriously as expected...
Sure enough, the next day when he was shooting arrows, Baoyinqiqige came over and sarcastically said that if he wanted to catch up with him, he would have to spend the rest of his life like this. Wang Xian was so angry that he whispered: "Anyone who escaped came back."
Prisoners, report to the Grand Master that the Ming Dynasty’s grandson has returned to the Ming army’s camp.” He glanced at him and said, “What are you going to do?”
"As expected." Wang Xian shot another arrow, but it missed the target. Obviously, his mood was not as calm as he appeared. But he did not change his words at all: "How about we escape together?"
"Run away?" Baoyin Qiqige said angrily and funny: "If I ran away, why should I take you with me?" She said with a sad expression: "Besides, you are already under surveillance..."
"Since I called you, when have I not been monitored?" Wang Xian rolled his eyes and said, "Even when I poop, someone comes over to sniff me."
"..." Baoyin Qiqige blushed when she heard this, glared at him fiercely and said, "If you are really tired of living, just feel free to anger me."
"So, you have something you can do?" Wang Xian touched the quiver, pulled out the only remaining long arrow, and aimed at the target. But he hesitated to shoot. This is to exercise endurance and stability. You can only practice by opening the bow.
Only when you feel as relaxed as breathing can you adjust freely on horseback and make sure your arrows are missed.
"Humph, what else can we do?" Baoyinqiqige whispered: "My brother has already felt the danger, and Mahamu will soon be suspicious of him, so he made up his mind to find a suitable one.
It’s time to defect to your emperor..."
"Isn't this still running away..." Wang Xian lowered his arrow and said, "How is it possible to run away?"
"The golden cicada escapes from its shell." Baoyin Qiqige said vaguely: "My brother means that I can take you with me, but I have to dispel their suspicions first. The people in Mahamu are too strict now, and there is no chance."
"That's it." Wang Xian thought for a moment, then raised his arrow and said, "Just wait and see, maybe there will be a turn for the better in a few days."
"Are you hiding something from me?" Baoyin Qiqige noticed.
"You've even seen my naked body. What else can I hide from you?" Wang Xian rolled his eyes and said, "I just have a feeling. I'll see if it's accurate in two days."
Seeing that he refused to say anything but nonsense, Baoyin Qiqige turned around and left in anger.
With a bang, Wang Xian finally loosened his bowstring and hit the target with an arrow.
That night, Tuohuan came over and told Wang Xian that his father invited you to dinner. Tuohuan didn't use your highness to call him, obviously he had doubts about Wang Xian's identity.
Wang Xian pretended to be nothing, and went to the grand master's tent with Tuo Huan. He saw that there was no one else in the tent. Only Mahamu was sitting by the fire pond, silently thinking about his thoughts. On the fire rack, roasted venison
It gave off bursts of fragrance. Drops of oil splashed on the fire, making a sizzling sound, and the aroma was tangy. Mahamu cut off a piece with a knife, chewed it hard, and after swallowing it, he said quietly: "Your Highness, I am
I heard a rumor that Zhu Zhanji, the great grandson of the Ming Dynasty, has returned to the Ming army camp. What do you think of this?"
"Uh..." Wang Xian said with a look of astonishment: "Then why am I still here? Is there another me?"
"Of course there is only one grandson." Mahamu slowly raised his head and stared at him with a scary look: "But which one is true and which one is false?"
Because of Baoyinqiqige's reminder, Wang Xian had already been on guard, so whatever expression he put on at this moment was all planned. After a brief moment of shock, his face became angry and he frowned: "What do you mean, Master?"
Do you think Gu is fake?"
"I don't dare." Mahamu said slowly: "It's just that we Mongolians are real and we are always afraid of being fooled by you Han people." He paused and said, "Besides, why haven't your emperor's envoys come yet?"
That was what puzzled him the most... Ordinarily, the grandson of the Ming Dynasty was captured by the Wala people. The emperor should have sent envoys to negotiate as soon as possible and make every effort to rescue him. But now, it has been five days since the Battle of Jiulongkou.
It's been over, why didn't they send even a single human hair over there?