I, Zhu Youjian: the first prodigal son of the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 122 Okay, deal!

Just when A Min was thinking wildly, someone at the cabin door reported: "Long Live Lord, the Enslavement Envoy has arrived."

Zhu Youjian hummed in his nostrils, and tilted his body to make himself lie more comfortably: "Bring them in."

Soon, with the sound of boots, a Jin Yiwei led the two enslavement envoys into the cabin.

"Great Jin envoys Tong Tulai and Nikan, pay homage to the Emperor of Ming!"

The two envoys who established slaves were both young, strong and capable, but they also had the character of a warrior who established slaves.

Zhu Youjian didn't say a word, ignored the two Jiannu envoys, took a bowl of tea, rinsed his mouth, and raised his neck——

"Ah~hoho~~TUI!"

Taking a sip of tea, he casually spit it on Amin, who had a bloody face and an 'average' appearance, and scolded in disgust: "Wei Zhongxian, you are getting fatter and fatter, this kind of tea, even those Jiannu dogs don't drink it. , you bring me to rinse my mouth?"

While speaking, he smashed the tea bowl directly on Amin's head.

There was a crisp sound of 'Boom'.

The teacup was broken.

The top of Amin's head was dripping with blood.

Amin: "..."

This young emperor of the Ming Dynasty really, really has a problem with his brain!
Why did you do it again?

To be honest, don't say that Amin looked confused, even Tong Tulai and Nikan, who had just entered the door, looked shocked.

And grief and indignation!
That bloody face, who dared not make a sound after being spat on, is our Dajin's Erbeile Amin!

The dog emperor of the Ming Dynasty is simply too deceitful!
"Your Majesty the Emperor of Ming Dynasty, you are extremely rude to insult my Lord Dajinbeile, please..." Tong Tulai took a step forward and said righteously.

As a result, before he finished speaking, the idiot emperor Zhu Youjian frowned slightly, and said calmly, "Tell him to shut up."

"Your Majesty, Emperor Ming, you... sizzling!"

Before Tong Tulai could finish his words, the Jin Yiwei next to him made a smooth stroke, and quietly wiped a little below his Adam's apple.

With a 'cha' sound, the knife was sheathed.

Tong Tulai still covered his neck with his hands, his eyes protruded instantly, his face turned purple, and he made a meaningless 'ho ho' sound.

From the mouth, nose, and between the fingers covering the neck, some blood slowly oozes out, and there seems to be a faint heat in the air.

Then, slowly fell to the ground.

His hands and feet twitched for more than ten times, and after a few kicks, he stopped moving.

His two protruding eyeballs were full of bewilderment, confusion and remorse, and it seemed that he couldn't figure out why this Daming Dog Emperor killed him if he didn't agree with each other.

Erbeile Amin and Nikan were stunned.

An envoy was killed just like that?
Others may not know it, but Erbeile Amin knows in his heart that this Tong Tulai is the second son of Tong Yangzheng, a giant of gold. The reuse of Emperor Gurtai...

That's it, dead?
"Zhu Youjian, His Majesty the Emperor of Ming Dynasty, what do you mean?"

Erbeyl Amin suddenly stood up, glaring at him.

"What do you mean? Are you blind?" Zhu Youjian glanced at A Min in disgust, and said with a smile, "Didn't you see that I had someone kill him?"

Amin: "..."

Nikan: "..."

Even Wei Zhongxian, the great eunuch who was accompanying him, had a look of horror, and two fistfuls of cold sweat were tightly clenched in his hands.

Long live God, it is too cruel.

"A Han army with the inlaid blue flag is nothing more than Huang Taiji's enveloping servant, and he is presumptuous in front of me. Who gave him the courage?"

Zhu Youjian took the bowl of tea that Wei Zhongxian handed over, took a sip, raised his neck, and said "Ah~hoho~" again.

Amin was taken aback, and hurried to the side.

This Great Dog Emperor doesn't do much harm, but it's too insulting. Even if Lord Ben Baylor is your captive, you shouldn't spit on people...

Unexpectedly, this time, he miscalculated.

After Zhu Youjian finished rinsing his mouth, he swallowed the tea with a 'gudong' sound, and burped comfortably by the way.

"This is the best tribute tea. It's grown on the thousand-year-old tea tree in Wuyi Mountain. It only weighs seven or eight catties a year. It's ruined if you spit it out on you."

Erbeile Amin was furious, but he had no choice but to sit down angrily and said: "The two countries are at war, if you don't kill them, you..."

A muffled sound of 'bang'.

Before Amin could finish his words, Zhu Youjian grabbed his hair by his hands inexplicably, and slammed his 'normal' face on the table again.

"The two countries are at war? Do you not kill the envoy?"

Zhu Youjian sneered and said: "Your ancestor who built slaves was once the commander of the left guard of Jianzhou in the Ming Dynasty, and he was a subject of our Ming Dynasty. Now that you have rebelled, you are a rebellious minister and thief. How dare you call yourself the country of Dajin?
As for not beheading, that's for people, not for the slaves who coat you. "

The idiot emperor took a sip of the tea, only to feel that his mouth was full of fragrance, and his mood gradually eased.

After killing Tong Tulai, Zhu Youjian was in a good mood.

You know, in the original script, this Tong Tulai... gave birth to a good daughter!
It's that empress dowager who is filial piety...

Cut weeds and roots, and leave no trouble.

"Amin, I actually wanted to let you go a long time ago.

But in order to catch you jackal, my army of 50 fought for half a year, and let your sweaty emperor Taiji blow up the Xifengkou Dam, annihilated 300 million fertile fields, and injured more than 80 people in Ming Dynasty crowd...

Should this account be settled? "

Amin wiped the blood on his face and roared angrily: "Zhu Youjian, if you have the ability, kill Lord Ben Belle!"

Nikan, who was standing aside, didn't dare to say anything, but the fierceness in his eyes was fully exposed.

Zhu Youjian shook his head, chuckled lightly, and said, "What I hate the most is those who fight and kill all day long. It's so boring."

"There is a rule for you to build slaves. A nobleman like you is captured on the battlefield. In order to survive, you can redeem yourself with cattle, sheep, gold and silver, women or land;

I am very interested in this rule.

I just don't know how much cattle, sheep and livestock are worth to you, Lord Baylor? "

Amin was furious and didn't say a word, but kept wiping the blood on his face with his sleeve, and the muscles in the painful neck trembled, making Zhu Youjian almost unable to stand it anymore.

At this time, Nikan spoke.

He bowed and clasped his fists, and said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty the Emperor of Ming Dynasty, my Dajin has a vast territory, rich products, cattle and sheep everywhere, and fertile land. In order to redeem Lord Erbeile, my emperor ordered us to come here to negotiate with His Majesty the Emperor of Ming Dynasty.

My Emperor Mang Gurtai said that as long as Lord Erbeile can be released, he is willing to advance and retreat with Ming Dynasty and enter Korea.

His Majesty the Emperor of Ming Dynasty, my emperor said..."

"HE~TUI!"

When Nikan was talking about the unobstructed place, when the expression on his face began to shine, he was suddenly spit out half of his face by the idiot emperor Zhu Youjian.

Nikan looked dazed and forgot to wipe the drool off his face.

'This Han emperor, is he still talking about reason?It's clear that every time I spit on Erbaile's face, why did I spit on my face this time? '

Zhu Youjian put down the tea bowl as if nothing had happened, stretched his waist, and said calmly, "Okay, it's a deal."

"However, you go back and tell the Second Minister Mang Gurtai to send 30 horses, [-] sheep, and [-] women between the ages of [-] and [-] in exchange for your waste Lord Belle.

Remember, the woman wants a pure-bred slave, if the one sent is a woman from another clan, A Min's dog's head will be cut off immediately.

Otherwise, no talk.

roll! "

(End of this chapter)