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Chapter 2009 Guizi scroll is too long to reach, a promise of gold

Feng Ziying's soft-spoken and methodical words made Busia Mara feel uncomfortable and uncomfortable.

She hated the condescending attitude of the other party, although she also admitted that what the other party said was correct, the future of the child needs to be discussed carefully, and a decision cannot be made hastily.

But every word and every sentence of the other party looked down on him from the perspective of a big Zhou person, and he believed that the child could only have a brighter future by following him, but he was also a noble daughter of the Haixi Jurchen, Ye He Although the princess in the Ministry did not believe in the words of the great shaman that "the world can be prospered, the world can be destroyed", the imprint of this sentence is still deeply engraved on Busia Mara's heart.

Feng Ziying noticed the subtle changes in Busia Mara's facial expression, and also roughly understood the unconvinced and dissatisfied mentality in her heart.

The number and strength of the Yehe tribe are not worth mentioning compared with the Great Zhou, but its special position on the Liaodong prairie makes it stand out and be extraordinarily special, so Busia Mara, the pearl of the Yehe tribe, is even more important. For highlighting.

In addition, Busia Mara's appearance is superb, and she is crowned with beauty, whether it is the evil businessman and Menggebulu from the Hada tribe, Buzhantai from the Ula tribe, Baiyindari from the Huifa tribe, or Nurhachi all coveted it, and as a result, Eishang, Menggebulu, Buzhantai, and Baiyindari were all saddened by themselves, and Hada, Ula, and Huifa had withdrawn from the stage of history.

So the name of Kexing Tianxia seems to have some meaning, but Kexing Tianxia has not seen the omen, maybe Busia Mara really believes that this kind of thing will happen to her?

If you really want to think this way, it's really interesting. Idealism and such prophecies can really fascinate many people.

"Brother Dong, I heard that the shaman in your clan said that you would 'prosper the world and perish the world' and then died of illness. Rumors in the grasslands said that he leaked the secret, so he was punished by the heavens, and because Evil merchants, Buzhantai and even Nurhachi all flock to you, but 20 years have passed, and you have a child with me. Do you say that the sentence "the world can be prosperous, but the world can be destroyed" is not applicable to us What about the child?"

Feng Ziying's words that were only meant to be ridiculed originally made Busia Mara contemplate, obviously thinking about Feng Ziying's topic seriously, and then slowly shook her head for a long time: "I didn't really believe this, and the great shaman is also because I passed away after a long illness, but the business and Mengge Bulu's matter was my father's original decision, and I have no right to comment on it. Baiyin Dali was blinded by his own lust, so it's not worth mentioning, but the Buzhantai matter , I feel ashamed of him, but as a member of the Yehe tribe, I can only put my personal grievances aside,..."

"Then what about me and you? What about me and your child?" Feng Ziying also restrained her previous playful expression and asked lightly.

"Uncle and brother used me to attract the Ula remnants of Buzhantai, and later reached an alliance with the Liaodong and Neikalkha people. I have done everything I can. As a woman, I think I am worthy of Yehe The Ministry, including Delgler and Niyaha, all expressed respect for my ideas, and my uncle and brother did not say anything. Now I just live for myself. Of course, if within the scope of my ability, I will also I will do my best for Ye Hebu,..."

Busia Mara stood up slowly, clasped her hands together, her heart was still a little tangled, "So as long as there are people from the lineage of Qing Jia Ni and Yang Ji Ni, the patriarchs of the Yehe family, my children will not get involved. To the fate of Yehebu."

Now the Yehe tribe is mainly dominated by Busia Mara's uncle Jintaishi and elder brother Buyangu. They are divided into East and West Baylor. Jintaishi is getting older and in poor health. It is estimated that the position of Dongcheng Baylor will be passed on soon His son, Delgler, will be in charge of the entire Yehe tribe in the future, namely Buyangu and Delgler.

"Okay, Brother Dong, with your words, no matter what happens to this child in the future, you are his (her) mother, and this will not change. As for his (her) future, I think it is still time to wait." Come and make a choice for him (her) slowly." Feng Ziying said with emotion.

Busia Mara's crystal eyes flickered.

She knows the rules of the Han people, and it is impossible for her to marry the other party. However, the children of these wealthy Han people, all the children born to the concubine's house are not the concubine's own in name, but belong to the concubine's wife, so they can only be called concubines. A wife is a mother, and even a biological mother can only be called an aunt, but Feng Ziying generously promised that she could be the mother of the child in her womb. This promise can be described as solemn.

Seeing Busia Mara's expression, Feng Ziying knew that the other party understood the meaning here, and nodded slightly: "I said it, it won't change."

Busia Mara let out a long breath of foul air, and said faintly: "If the Yehe tribe is really at the most dangerous time,..."

"That has nothing to do with you, Brother Dong, as a woman, you have already made the greatest contribution to Ye Hebu."

Of course Feng Ziying understands Busia Mara's worries. In fact, he also predicted that maybe soon after he went to Shaanxi, Nurhachi would cause chaos in Liaodong, and the Yehe tribe should bear the brunt of it. It might even be Nurhachi who used it to sacrifice the flag or enrich Jianzhou. The first target of Jurchen Strength.

His father was only the governor of Jiliao in name, and he was not sure whether Cao Wenzhao could work together with Zaisai to contain Nurhachi's offensive against Yehe's tribe.

Cao Wenzhao may be good at fighting, or in the use of tactics, but he is still not ready for this kind of strategic planning and use, and his prestige is not enough to calm down such as Zhao Srate, Juniper, Mao Wenlong, veteran generals from Liaodong, wanted to command the Liaodong generals like Feng Tang commanded the Northwest Army Liu Dongyang, Liu Baichuan, and Tu Wenxiu like Feng Tang.

What made Feng Ziying even more worried was that her father had only just had time to start cleaning up some of the long-standing abuses left by Li Chengliang, and many tasks had not had time to be pushed away.

In particular, military officers like Li Yongfang, who are duplicitous and colluding with Jianzhou Jurchen, still hide a lot in Liaodong Town. If they stab in the back at a critical moment like the battle of Fushun Pass, the consequences will be disastrous.

Moreover, Feng Ziying judged that there is a high probability of such a fatal incident, because Cao Wenzhao's complaint from his father mentioned that Zhao Srate, Jun Song, Mao Wenlong and others were very resistant to this kind of clean-up, and they had always been obedient and obedient. It directly caused the tension between Cao Wenzhao and the generals, and the possibility of rebellion by generals and military officers who heard some rumors increased.

In addition, Zai Sai, the leader of the Neikalka people, is suspicious. Apart from trusting himself, it is difficult for Cao Wenzhao and You Shilu to gain his trust. It is very difficult for Liaodong Town and Neikalkha to join hands to support Yehe tribe.

Under such circumstances, Feng Ziying certainly could not allow the pregnant Busia Mara to return to Liaodong and get involved in the Ye He tribe's life-and-death battle.

"But do you think I can just watch my uncle and brother and the whole clan being killed by the Jianzhou Jurchen without moving? I can't do it!" Busia Mara said with some pain: "In that case, my heart There will be no peace for the rest of my life, I said that as long as they are still alive, I can ignore them, but now they may have no bones left, so I can’t ignore them.”

Feng Ziying also let out a long sigh. Under such circumstances, it would be too much to force Busia Mara to pretend to be deaf and dumb.

But if he wants to intervene in the upcoming war in Liaodong, he has no strength to catch, neither Cao Wenzhao nor Zai Sai are his direct subordinates, and he has no ability to make them bow their heads and obey orders, and even if Cao Wenzhao is willing Listen, but he can't even do it himself.

"Ziying, you can do it, right? Help me, help Ye Hebu."

Busia Mara has almost never shown her weak side in front of Feng Ziying. She always has the heroic and heroic spirit in front of Feng Ziying.

But today she finally sensed the crisis, and as a mother, she also has the feeling of licking the calf, so she naturally didn't want her child to die without seeing the sky, so she put down her face and begged Feng Ziying.

Feng Ziying thought for a long time, this matter is really difficult, but it is not impossible, but he is not sure how effective the method can be, and the sentence "too far away" should be the best interpretation of his current situation.

"Okay, Brother Dong, I see."

Although it was just a simple "I see", it sounded like a voice to Busia Mara. Feng Ziying didn't make a clear promise, but those four words were like a mainstay, making people feel at ease.

Seeing that Busia Mara relaxed immediately, Feng Ziying shook her head, "Come here."

Busia Mara showed a rare shyness, "What are you doing?"

"What are you talking about?" Feng Ziying feigned anger and said, "It's been almost two months, right? I should be more careful, don't rely on my health to mess around..."

"As long as you don't torment me, I'll be fine." Busia Mara rolled her eyes at Feng Ziying, "I know how to protect myself, we Jurchens are not as pampered as you Han people, and we also have to ride horses to work before giving birth ,..."

Feng Ziying was too lazy to talk to her, so she stretched out her hand and pulled Busia Mara over, and pressed the other side's lower abdomen, which was still wrapped in leather armor, "At this time, in the capital city, you don't need to wear armor, right?"

"I'm used to it. It's uncomfortable not wearing armor." Busia Mara didn't break free from Feng Ziying's hand, her face was blushing, and she was a little uncomfortable with this form of intimacy. "When are you leaving? Do you want me to escort you?" A ride?"

(End of this chapter)