Chapter 30 Sister, Surrender

After hearing Zhu Yuanzhang's words, Minmin Temoore's heart shuddered, and a thin layer of sweat oozed from the palms of his two hands tied behind his back.I have long heard that the southerners are treacherous, cunning, despicable and shameless.Now it seems that is the case.

Anyway, she is also the princess of the Yuan Dynasty, the daughter of Zhennan General Chahan Timur.

In any case, the prestige of the Yuan Dynasty cannot be lowered and these southerners should not be tarnished.

Minmin Temoore's face was filled with a layer of determination, and he searched carefully for a hundred ways to commit suicide in his mind.

Unexpectedly, after learning martial arts for so many years, in the end, only suicide was used.

She put her tongue between her upper and lower teeth, and as long as these savage and absurd southerners dared to move a finger of her, she would bite her tongue and kill herself on the spot.

Ma Chunhua walked over with a smile, and gave Zhu Yuanzhang a blank look: "Bah, shameless."

After finishing speaking, he stretched out his hand to untie the rope on Min Minte Moore's wrist, and scolded: "Tang He, you are too rude. The one who has a grudge against us is the Yuan Army who bullied us. It's not like she is such an ignorant little girl. .Look at her hand, there is not a single callus on it, I am afraid that even if you give her a sword, she will not be able to kill anyone."

Minmin Temoore's face became hot. When she was in Dadu, under the request of her father and elder brother, she practiced martial arts since she was a child, but in the end, there were too many temptations in a life of rich clothes and rich food. Fishing for three days and two days Posting on the net is the normal state of her ten years of martial arts practice.Ma Chunhua has a sophisticated eye, and she can see her own details at a glance.

Tang He picked up Min Min Te Moore's belt, lifted her to the ground with one hand, and said carelessly: "Saint, you didn't see her gesture of encouraging the whole army standing on the corpse of the Yuan army, now think about it... ...Pfft...I still want to laugh! Yuan Jun...Yuan Jun thought she was crazy...hahahaha."

Thinking of the embarrassment on the battlefield, Min Min Temoore clenched his small hands into fists, and his small cheeks bulged into two small balls. He was afraid of the force of these southerners around him, so he didn't dare to talk back to them.

Ma Chunhua handed her a piece of bread with a smile: "Are you hungry? Eat."

Minmin Temoore glanced at the dark multigrain bread, and frowned: "What is this? It looks dirty, so I don't want to eat your food."

A gentleman does not eat food that is cheap.

It was the last bit of self-respect she could retain.

Zhu Yuanzhang got on his horse and reined in the reins: "If she doesn't eat, she will starve! Get on the horse and set off."

Tang He was just about to reach out to catch Min Min Te Moore, but was captured by Ma Chunhua first. Thinking of Ma Chunhua's skills, it was more than enough to deal with a little princess of the Yuan Dynasty. The female prisoner was handed over to Ma Chunhua to clean up.

Along the way, Min Min Te Moore was looking for opportunities to escape.Helplessly, Ma Chunhua was as delicate as silk, whenever she wanted to escape, Ma Chunhua would grab her wrist and pinch her veins.This kind of behavior made her very incomprehensible. If she wanted to kill, she would kill it, and if she didn't kill it, she would let it go.He doesn't kill him, but he doesn't let him go, what exactly is he trying to do?
Seeing that there was no hope of escape, Minmin Temoore's eyes lit up, and he started psychological warfare instead.

"Sister, I can see it. Among these people, you are the only one who is good."

"Can you let me go? I'll let the emperor make you an official."

"Or give you the Mongolian imperial flag and marry you to a dignitary."

"I will give you a large sum of gold."

The rewards that could be imagined were described from the big to the small, from the beginning to the end, and the only response to her was Ma Chunhua's silence.

Finally, Min Min Te Moore couldn't hold back, and the young lady became angry and cursed: "You don't want this and you don't want that. I think you southerners are rebellious in your bones. Brother Huang is so kind to you. After he ascended the throne, Regardless of the objections of the Mongolian ministers, the imperial examination was held to select talents among the Han people, and they listened carefully to their opinions. You southerners have starved to death long ago, how can you have the strength to rebel? The result? Brother Huang’s kindness feeds you white-eyed wolves. Han people are despicable, it’s true! Bah! "

Ma Chunhua's body trembled slightly after hearing Minmin Temuer's words.

Minmin Temoore never gave up on such a good opportunity, and took the opportunity to add embellishments and said: "The emperor has always believed that there is no difference between the Han people and the Mongols. He devoted himself to learning the culture of the Han nationality, advocating the theories of Laozi and Confucius. Together, the prime minister racked his brains for the promotion of the Han people, and formulated a series of Mongolian-Han blind date policies. Now, the emperor needs a group of Han generals to help him appease the rebellious people. You are the most suitable candidates. Sister , you are a good person, why do you have to go with those rebellious white-eyed wolves? My Dayuan million lions have crossed the Yellow River, and the day when these rebels will perish is not far away. The Dayuan Dynasty is full of grace, it is they themselves To die. In terms of emotion and reason, the Dayuan court has the upper hand. The Jiangnan rebellion will sooner or later be hated by the people who are deeply favored by the court. I know that you are only forced to join the rebel army. But Don't worry, as long as you send me back. I, Dayuan cavalry, will guarantee your safety. After all, you all survived by eating my Dayuan's disaster relief food, and you know our Dayuan court's policy and treatment for Han people..."

Before finishing speaking, Ma Chunhua reined in the horse, raised her right hand, and pointed forward. There was no emotion in her calm voice: "Look."

Minmin Temoore looked up, and not far away, several ragged old women squatted in a row, holding broken bowls in their dark and thin hands, and the rags were blown by the breeze, revealing distinct ribs. Their hunger has eroded their vision, and there is a white mist in their cloudy eyes.

Hearing the sound of horseshoes, these old women didn't even have the strength to stand up and kowtow, their dry and chapped lips moved, and their voices were inaudible: "Give it a stutter."

Ma Chunhua sighed, dismounted and took out the bread and put it in the hands of the old women. The blind old women took the bread with trembling hands and smelled it. The aroma of malt aroused the hope of survival.

They stuffed it into their mouths, afraid that a second later, the bread would be snatched away by wild dogs. An old woman hadn't eaten for days, and she was already on the verge of life and death. When she got the bread, she first He was stunned for a moment, then took a few bites, and then died with tears.

Minmin Temoore covered his nose, frowned and walked into these dirty old women: "This...?"

Ma Chunhua's eyes fell on the grandmother who had just passed away, and the temperature of her voice dropped suddenly: "This is the Han people who are deeply favored by the court."

(End of this chapter)

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