Just as Yang Ning and others followed Du Shan to enter the tall wooden city tower in Kuhetun City, the Mongolian defenders on the city tower suddenly burst into a shocking cry of joy.

Yang Ning couldn't help but be surprised and said happily: It turns out that he and others are so popular.

When I looked up, I saw a large number of Mongolian defenders on the city tower shouting excitedly. I waved my hands in the distance. Yang Ning looked in the direction when he came back. But I saw an elite cavalry team of about a hundred people appeared on the grassland horizon in the distance. A large and exquisite pink-topped carriage slowly heading towards Kuhetun City.

Damn, I am really an old peacock spreading my tail... I am so passionate about myself.

"Sir Zuo Xiang, I don't know who is coming from the carriage on the grassland. It seems to be very popular with your soldiers." Yang Ning looked at Du Shandao, who was turning his head to look at the carriage. The expression on Du Shan's face actually contained a hint of respect.

"Oh. That is the 'Pearl of the Grassland', 'Emporter of Happiness', the Incarnation of Wisdom and Nobleness... The Jade Princess is back from going out." Du Shan's words could not hide a sense of respect.

Isn’t the Jade Princess the same woman who calls Hannaji’s sister, Altan Khan’s granddaughter and think tank, the strange woman Wang Chonggu mentioned who was praised as the “goddess” by the Tumots?

Looking at the direction she came from, it should have come from the Girat tribe. When she thought of the Nomin she met in Girat market town, Yang Ning couldn't help but feel shocked: It wouldn't be that coincidental.

Nuomin inadvertently revealed noble and indifferent temperament. Hamu's attitude towards Nuomin, Nuomin's two powerful followers.... He thought about it little by little. The more he thought about it, the more he felt possible. He wanted to wait until the team of cavalry approached to see if he had the chance to see the people in the carriage. But Du Shan urged him into the city.

Dushan's personal guards opened the way far away to guide Yang Ning and his group through. The Tumote people who were shouted to both sides of the road looked at Yang Ning and the others with curious eyes. Kuhetun City was the location of Altan's Khan tent. Unlike the market in Jilat, the Han people here were almost extinct. Therefore, these Mongolians felt particularly strange when they saw Yang Ning. Especially Yang Ning and the others were wearing bright python robes and brocade clothes, which looked particularly dazzling in the winter sun.

Walking slowly along the way, Yang Ning was also paying attention to the customs and customs in Kuhetun City.

Most of the buildings in Kuhetun City are yurts one by one. Occasionally, you can see wooden and earthen houses similar to those of the Ming Dynasty.

The streets of Kuhetun are much more lively than Jilat. There are bustling crowds and vendors everywhere. The transactions of this Mongolian tribe are far different from those of the Han people. Most of the transactions here are still in a state of exchanging goods. This makes Yang Ning sigh. The Tumote tribe is still quite backward in many aspects. Not to mention this transaction method, just talk about the clothes worn by these ordinary Tumote tribes. Most of the clothes are worn by them. Most of the clothes are mostly coarse cloth, erectile scents, etc. Some even wear thick animal skins.

After passing through the streets, the group finally arrived at the center of Kuhetun City. Here, a large and magnificent building is the location of the royal tent of Altan Khan, the leader of the Tumot tribe.

Everyone dismounted. After the people reported it, Du Shan led Yang Ning into the inside. Zhang Weinian and others wanted to follow him, but were stopped by Du Shan's subordinates. Zhang Weinian's eyebrows were raised and he was about to take action. Yang Ning stopped him and signaled him not to act rashly. Then he followed Du Shan in.

This Altan's mansion was built in an imitation of some luxurious mansions in the Ming Dynasty. Most of the buildings were made of civil and wooden texture. However, in the center of the mansion, there was a huge and gorgeous Mongolian tent. It seemed that it meant "king tent".

As soon as he entered the tent, Yang Ning was stunned. He didn't expect that there were so many people in the tent at this time.

At first glance, Yang Ning saw a high golden throne sitting on a golden pedestal, wearing a gorgeous brocade robe, white-bearded and quite rich-looking Mongolian man. His eyes opened and closed, and a glimmer of light shone. A momentum of power without anger arises naturally. I guess this is Altan, the leader of Tumot. Judging from his demeanor, he is indeed worthy of being a hero.

It was the rich old man on the Golden Statue in front of him who had grown the Tumote tribe with one hand. Since the beginning of Jiajing, he has repeatedly led his troops to harass the border of the Ming Dynasty. He also rushed to the capital of the Ming Dynasty several times, becoming the biggest threat to the Ming Dynasty in decades.

Next to Altan's seat is a small silver seat. But at this time the seat is empty.

On both sides of the thick carpet, there were a row of officials standing. Civilian officials were all wearing gorgeous Mongolian robes. Military generals were all wearing leather armor and bare heads. They looked very fierce and fierce.

Yang Ning looked at these people and stopped paying attention. Instead, he walked calmly through the middle. He walked to Altan's golden throne, bent over and bowed gently and said, "The eunuch who was in charge of the Ming Dynasty, and the emperor of the Ming Dynasty appointed Yang Ning, the special envoy of the imperial envoy. He has met the eldest king."

"A bastard. Why don't you kneel down to worship after seeing my Lord?"

Altan has not spoken yet. Someone under Altan's seat on both sides shouted loudly.

Yang Ning was too lazy to look at the man. After paying tribute to Altan, he stood up straight and stood there with a faint expression. He didn't say a word. Du Shan presented Altan with Yang Ning's envoy seal.

Altan on the golden throne glanced at Yinxin. Then he raised his head and ejaculated at Yang Ning. A powerful aura soared into the sky. It was a bloody domineering aura formed by the change of storms and corpses and blood. He raised his hand. The originally noisy tent immediately became silent. But Yang Ning was not interested in this "turtle" aura. He said disdainfully: Old man, play this trick with me. He thought that his eyes would scare me if he stared like a copper bell. I am a "flying immortal from the sky". His aura is naturally higher. Any great figure in this era.

"Young man, I admire your calmness very much. But why don't you kneel down to worship when you see me? Do you don't even understand these rules?" Altan finally spoke slowly.

Yang Ning smiled indifferently and said, "The eldest king is such a bad word. I am a messenger from the Heavenly Kingdom. Now I am ordered by the emperor to come here to discuss with the eldest king about ordering Sun to surrender to my Ming Dynasty. Where did the rules come from to kneel down to the eldest king?"

"Hmph. The Heavenly Kingdom. You Mingren are really arrogant. Over the past few decades, you have been led by me to attack and plunder. You have been defeated step by step. Even your capital has almost fallen into my hands several times. You are so embarrassed to call you a 'Envoyee from the Heavenly Kingdom'. It's a joke." Altan said disdainfully.

"Yes. The boss said it very well. This barbarian is so ridiculous."

"Haha. Ming people are all toads at the bottom of the well. They are used to being arrogant."

"It seems that no one in the Ming Dynasty is almost there. Look, this time I sent a young man who is still dry. It's really not too cold."

...

Following Altan's words, the officials under the seat were sarcastic.

Yang Ning still stood quietly and said nothing. When the sarcastic voices gradually subsided, he shook his head disdainfully and said, "Barish barbarians are barbarians. They are all barbarians who are transformed from outside. They don't know any rules at all. In this solemn tent, they are solemn where state affairs are discussed. They are talking nonsense and don't even have the minimum rules. It's really ridiculous."

"Damn, what did you say, little bastard?"

"Don't you, a little man, want to live?"

"Believe it or not, Grandpa cut you into two with an axe."

...

Yang Ning's words immediately attracted even more violent scolding and criticism from the officials. Several impatient Mongolian generals were eager to rush forward.

"Stop your mouth." Altan Khan on the golden throne suddenly frowned and said. "Everyone will return to their own positions and stand alone. Don't interrupt randomly, so as not to make people laugh."

After Altan's words, the powerful Mongolian generals immediately remained silent and returned to their own position to stand. As the leader of Tumote, Altan has led troops to fight for many years and his reputation is extraordinary.

"The envoy of the Ming people. Speak less nonsense. Let's talk about the serious matters. Originally, this time I was Feishu and invited you, Governor of Xuanda, Wang Chonggu, to discuss the matter with my king. Unexpectedly, the Ming people sent you here. Although you are young, I know the title of the Ming Dynasty's Silijian. Since you are here, can you speak completely on behalf of the Ming court?" Altan leaned over and stared at Yang Ning and asked.

"That's natural." Yang Ning replied without hesitation.

Altan nodded and said, "Since that's the case, the king asked you. My grandson is so good now."

"It was good originally, but it's not great now." Yang Ning said leisurely.

Altan frowned and said, "Oh. What does this mean?"

Yang Ning sneered and said, "Hmph. I think the eldest king should understand this. You must know. Since the beginning, he has ordered Sun to surrender to our court. My dynasty has not taken over him, and then threatened him to surrender. After he surrendered, my country of benevolent and righteousness in the Celestial Dynasty, the sage master, not only took him in, but also gave him high officials and generous salaries, red brocade robes. It can be said that he enjoyed all the preferential treatment in our court. But looking at what the eldest king did, not only did he not be grateful for the benevolent and righteousness of our court. He sent an envoy to discuss the matter well. Instead, he raised an army of 100,000 and offended my border. He tried to oppress our court with force. This act of kindness and revenge was really cold."

This made Altan look ugly. All the officials under him looked angry and wanted to refute Yang Ning. However, they took Altan's order just now and did not dare to speak casually. They could only watch Yang Ning speak in a slight manner.

"Ha. Haha." Altan was silent for a while and suddenly burst into laughter. He then stared at Yang Ning and said, "No wonder the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty wanted to send you to serve as an envoy. He was very good at speaking at a young age. I was just worried about my Sun's safety for a while. At that time, I didn't know how you Ming people treated him. Therefore, there was no question of "repaying kindness and revenge". Even if you tell me these things now, that's just your one-sided statement. How can I believe it?"

"The boss is also very eloquent. But you said something a little unreasonable. If I, Ming Dynasty, don't want to treat Ling Sun well, just kill him. Why should I send me to serve as an envoy?"

Speaking of this, Yang Ning suddenly looked dark and said with a hint of impatience in his tone: "Boss King, I came here with full sincerity. Now, let's not go around. I only asked the boss one question... Does the boss still care about Ling Sun's life?"

Altan was stunned. Obviously he didn't expect Yang Ning to be so straightforward. He didn't know how to answer for a while.

Yang Ning said impatiently: "If the boss still cares about making his grandson's life, then we can continue to talk. But if the boss doesn't care, then I don't think we have anything to say. I'll leave the account and go back to the Ming Dynasty. We should do whatever we want in the future. Of course, don't want your grandson's life."

"You dare." Altan Khan finally couldn't help but change his color. He stood up suddenly with his seat armrests.

Altan's anger made Yang Ning completely relieved. He finally made sure that Altan was still very concerned about taking Hannaji's grandson. Then everything would be easier.

"Come on. Take this little barbarian." Seeing Altan getting angry. Standing in the civil servants' line, a middle-aged Mongolian official behind Du Shan shouted immediately.

When Yang Ning glanced at him, he saw that the middle-aged Mongolian official had narrow eyes and a nose like an eagle hook. His face was full of sinister aura. Yang Ning couldn't help but jump: This is a very cunning and extremely difficult person to deal with.

With the shouts of the middle-aged official, two strong Mongolian warriors came in outside the tent and were about to come and get Yang Ning.

"Slow..." A crisp shout sounded from the side of Altan's throne. Then the curtain was lifted up. A Mongolian woman with bright eyes and white teeth and glamorous eyes came out.

After seeing the woman's appearance clearly, Yang Ning couldn't help but feel shocked: It was indeed her.

Although this beautiful Mongolian woman was wearing a white and elegant, spotless Mongolian woman costume and a Mongolian felt hat covered with golden bells, Yang Ning still recognized it at a glance. This woman was the pretty fake scholar who had met her twice...Nuomin.

"You retreat." Nuomin did not look at Yang Ning directly. Instead, he ordered the two Mongolian warriors first. The two Mongolian warriors did not hesitate and immediately withdrew from the tent.

Nuomin changed his tone again and said to the middle-aged Mongolian official: "Right Prime Minister, the two countries are fighting, and the envoys will come. If we are rude to this envoy, wouldn't we let the Ming people laugh at me?"

It turned out that this middle-aged official with a slutty appearance was actually Tumot's right prime minister. His status is quite good. Judging from the position he was standing, among the officials, I am afraid that only the left prime minister is good.

"The princess said it very well." The right minister forced a smile to squeeze through his erratic face. Then he retreated and stopped talking.

Nuomin then turned to Yang Ning and said, "Brother Yang. I didn't expect that we would meet again so soon. I didn't expect that Brother Yang was the envoy sent by the Ming Dynasty this time. Brother Yang kept it so tightly. I was so rude before. I would like to forgive Brother Yang."

Yang Ning laughed and said, "Didn't you hide it so hard? Uh. It seems that you shouldn't call yourself 'little brother' anymore. But you should call yourself 'little sister'."

The two of them had a smile on their conversation, which made everyone in the tent stunned. They really didn't expect that the "Jade Princess" who was deeply loved by them had known each other for a long time with the Ming envoy.
Chapter completed!