Chapter 145: The car of Prince Jin and his son will be broken into pieces!

"yes."

Li Qiufu nodded in agreement, and then ran quickly.

Li Qiufu has always been solely responsible for the cooperation with the Iron Empire.

After about an incense burner, Wang Baobao put away his fishing rod and glanced at the approaching team in the distance. Under the leadership of Li Qiufu, a delegation of more than ten people came slowly.

Among the leaders, Wang Baobao looked normal.

Although their faces are somewhat mixed-race, if you look carefully, they all have serious faces.

As for the style of clothes on the body, although they look a little different from those of Yuan people, if you analyze them carefully, you can still find similarities between them. They are all the same rough.

However, the appearance and clothing of the seven or eight people following behind were different.

All of them were wearing black or gray robes, and only one of them was wearing a red robe. They all wore horned hats, and there was a strange aura about them.

Looking at the faces, one has a high nose bridge, blue eyes, and the skin is whiter than the last.

'Damn, what a bunch of white-skinned things.'

Wang Baobao cursed in his heart, he hated this kind of white-skinned people the most in his life, and thought to himself, how could that cripple Timur get involved with a white-skinned person, so he still had the nerve to go around saying that he was a descendant of the Golden Family?

I bother!

Wang Baobao thought this in his heart, and smiled on his face.

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Imperial Capital of the Ming Dynasty, Yingtianfu Palace, and Wuying Palace.

Zhu Xiongying looked at the two people kneeling before His Highness with great interest. Their clothes were in rags and in tatters. They were the deposed King of Jin Zhu Xi and the crown prince of the deposed Jin Dynasty Zhu Jixi.

"Zhu Xiongying, if you want to kill or behead me, please do as you please!"

Zhu Xi looked at Zhu Xiongying attentively, and his tone was domineering, as if he was fearless, which made Zhu Jixi next to him stunned. He thought to himself, Dad, this is not how we plan together outside the city!

Didn't we agree that this time we would go to Beijing and take the initiative to surrender to Zhu Xiongying? As long as we can save our lives, find a place to shelter from the wind and rain, and beg for a meal, that's it!

Why did you become so tough all of a sudden?!

Zhu Jixi was stunned for a moment. He turned to his father from the corner of his eyes and winked at Zhu Xing, hoping that his father would stop committing suicide and reform himself. Maybe there would be hope for a turnaround.

But what Zhu Jixi didn't expect was that his father, Zhu Xi, would give him a look that said, "Don't worry, I'll take care of everything."

Zhu Wan: 'Silly son, what kind of person is Zhu Xiongying? How can he let you and my father go when he begs for mercy? My father's operation is to suppress first and then to strengthen, to show his character. Zhu Xiongying will definitely not kill you and my son after seeing this, and

Seeing how proud you and my son are, I will definitely blame you and me lightly.'

Zhu Xi felt confident in his heart, and was certain that his operation would be absolutely flawless.

Originally, he did not dare to come to Yingtian. The reason why he brought his son Zhu Jixi here now is because he heard that Zhu Di was only lightly punished after his defeat. Not only was he not beheaded or put under house arrest for life, but he was given a life.

As for the count's position, he was even sent to Yunnan to lead the army with Mu Ying and perform meritorious service.

Although he is controlled by Muying on the surface, he has great autonomy.

In Zhu Xang's view, Zhu Di, a man who rebelled with a big banner and fought all the way to Shandong, can be pardoned. What he did is not a big deal!

'Is this still possible?'

Zhu Jixi cast a suspicious look at his father, but Zhu Xi's confident look was his reply.

Taking a deep breath, Zhu Jixing thought to himself, since his father recognized it so much, he had to cooperate and show that father and son were of the same mind.

"Yes, Zhu Xiongying, if you want to kill me today, you can kill me. If my father and my son frown, they are not men!"

Zhu Jixi roared loudly, sweeping away the weak and timid look just now.

At this time, Zhu Xi stood up directly, pretending to die generously.

"How can I be afraid of death with my seven-foot body?"

"The wind is rustling..."

He held his head high and began to think to himself. From the corner of his eyes, he glanced at Zhu Xiongying who was sitting on the dragon throne. Zhu Xi showed the same style as when he was the king of Jin.

Song Yi next to him looked at this scene and his eyes narrowed sharply.

I thought to myself that these two people had been begging for food on the road for so long that they had a brain problem.

Master Zhu, who was sitting on the dragon throne, calmly watched the performance of the father and son.

If it were another emperor, such as Zhu Yunwen, a fool with an underdeveloped cerebellum, he might have been fooled by Zhu Xiong's saucy maneuver. But what kind of person is Zhu Xiongying? His mind-reading skills can see through Zhu Xi's heart at a glance.

"good very good."

Zhu Xiongying clapped his hands to show encouragement.

"Uncle Wang is indeed a hero among men, and Ji Xi is worthy of being a good son of our Zhu family."

After hearing this, Zhu Xi became more and more proud. He felt that his plan had succeeded, and thought that Zhu Xiongying was nothing more than that.

He raised his head and glanced at his good son Zhu Jixi beside him. The meaning in his eyes was: 'Believe in your father and you will have eternal life!'.

Zhu Jixi was also very excited. The father and his son no longer wanted to be kings and hegemons, they just wanted to make a living.

At present, everything seems to be going smoothly, and I can even retain a title or something.

At this time, the expressions on the faces of the father and son were like those of a righteous man who had cut off his wrist.

"In this case, if I fail to fulfill the two of you, it would be like robbing others of their beauty. Wouldn't it be a pity?"

"Someone is here to escort the deposed Jin Wang Zhu Feng and the deposed Jin Wang Crown Prince outside the Meridian Gate."

Zhu Xiongying's face showed a look of heartache, and he waved his hands helplessly.

"The car broke."

The moment the words 'car cracked' were spoken, the expressions on Zhu Xi and Zhu Jixi's faces, which were still holding their heads high, froze instantly.

The Han general outside the palace received the emperor's order and quickly stepped inside. When he came up, he was about to press Zhu Xi and his son until the car broke apart at the Meridian Gate.

"Stop, stop!"

Zhu Xi's expression suddenly changed.

He violently shook off the big Han general who was grabbing him, and knelt down again with a 'plop', his expression suddenly changed.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, forgive me!"

"The northern territory was lost entirely because of the criminals' poor defense!"

"I have long noticed that Zhu Di's traitor has disobedient intentions. In order to defend the country, I collaborated with the kings and prepared to fight to the death with him. However, who knew that Yan Ni had many tricks and the guilty minister was negligent for a moment, so he did not

Shen lost the land of Jin and has never dared to return to Beijing to see His Majesty."

"I would like to ask your Majesty to convict you!"

As soon as Zhu Xi finished speaking, Zhu Jixi next to him was stunned.

What script is this?

There was no communication at all beforehand!

My father's brain is spinning so fast! Can you still play the blame game like this?

For a moment, Zhu Jixi almost thought he was a hero protecting his family and country.

Yin Songyi of Yingtian Mansion who was standing by was even more stunned when he heard this. What does this mean? Can black be said to be white?

Being awe-inspiring by Zhu Xi's righteousness, Zhu Xi not only was not a rebel king plotting to rebel, but also became a loyal minister who guarded the country.

Zhu Xiongying glanced at this guy, how could this put some money on his own face? He didn't know how Zhu Chongba gave birth to this guy. It was such a fucking embarrassment to the old Zhu family.

After waving his hand, the Han general who entered ignored Zhu Xi's struggle and forcibly dragged Zhu Xi out. As for Zhu Jixi, he could only accept his fate and be dragged away with his father.

Zhu Wang's voice echoed throughout the entire Wuying Hall.

After the sound was completely gone, Song Yi was already covered in cold sweat. He was stunned for a moment, then suddenly thought of it and asked quickly.

"Your Majesty, yes, is the car broken?"

Zhu Xiongying glanced at Song Yi and asked back.

"How does Song Qing think we should deal with it?"

When Song Yi heard this question, he broke out in a cold sweat. He thought to himself, could a little Yingtianfu Yin answer this question? Is he going to die?

Faced with this kind of question, my legs started to sway, and I was so stuttering that I couldn't even speak a complete sentence.

"I, I, I don't know."

Looking away from Song Yi, Zhu Xiongying said lightly.

"Take the deposed Jin Prince and his son into the clan's mansion."

Of course he would not break up the car of Zhu Fang and his son. Zhu Xiongying's usual approach to these Lao Zhu's sons, life and death, was to leave them to Lao Zhu to deal with.

And now Lao Zhu is still half-dead, so naturally there is no way to see Zhu Wan.

Song Yi was stunned when he heard the sound, and he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. Then he quickly saluted, bowed and bowed again, and exited the Wuying Hall. Breathing the fresh air outside the hall, his back was already dripping with sweat.
To be continued...