No one cares what Ding Ruyu wants to do, except herself. When Uncle Zhong went to Temasek to transfer those 100 people, he just told her that training was a good thing, but he should be careful not to cause trouble for the young master. Ding Yi also did not expect Ruyu to do anything grand. Even if she was very young and had done murder, in Ding Yi's feeling, he was at best a top female killer.

A person's growth environment often causes him to have certain thinking limitations, even Ding Yi is no exception. For Ding Yi, who practices free fighting since childhood, after he grows up, goes to the army after reading books, receives regular training in the form of regular exercises, and is then selected to special forces for hell-style training, and finally goes into actual combat to grow up. Ding Yi, who has been promoted from the platoon commander of the class and platoon after he has been transferred to a career, started as a grassroots criminal policeman, he is superstitious about exercises, and this is his limitation.

Because in his growth path, he has seen too many failures of wild paths. Whether it is fighting or military squad actual combat, the so-called talents and geniuses are all destroyed by strict training and strict combat plans. The so-called murderous monsters and international fraudsters, as long as there is no problem within the police force, in front-line confrontation, no matter how accurate the marksmanship and extraordinary scam skills are, they are good at 17, either killing them or becoming prisoners.

But he forgot that if Huo Yaopi's success could be attributed to the crushing national strength of the Han Wu period, which was enough to make people grow up in battle; then Han Xin, the three heroes of the Han Dynasty, did not receive any strict training in the teachings; Yue Wumu was not necessarily famous; Zhu Yuanzhang was even a monk with "no stone of land". In fact, there are many examples.

In this world, some people may not have the opportunity in their lifetime, and they do not have the ability to get it; but if they give him a little sunshine, they may not be able to break through the ground, and they will thrive into towering trees!

Ding Yi didn't have time to think about these things, because the person he was waiting for finally came.

The long-planned action is about to break out.

On this day, Wu Dugan angrily left the Oirat camp stationed in Maoerzhuang. She asked Yesen to see him, but the latter did not give her any good face. Instead, he asked her with a drunken attitude: How strong is her than the Tongtian Shaman in the Genghis Khan era?

This was a warning, she could hear it clearly, and Yesen was hinting that her patience with her had reached its limit. If she continued to toss, she would end up like Tongtian Shaman Kuokuo and be killed. So he was originally going to tell Yesen that there was a tribe of thousands of people who were very likely to be loyal to Ding Yi, but he had no say in the end.

It’s not that she has any friendship with Ding Yi, but that she wants to save her life.

If you say this, you will most likely be knocked out by her.

He was the Taishi, the actual lord of the grassland. Should he obey her command and send troops to help her take back her tribe? Now that he is fighting with the Ming Dynasty? It is very likely that he will kill him. So she left silently. Although she was also a huge and terrifying existence on the grassland, there may not be no other forces that can take advantage of the situation, such as the nominal Khan, Tutuobuhua.

Yesen was in a good mood this day, because the Ming Dynasty finally sent a high-ranking official, the third-rank high-ranking senior official, Yang Shan, the Minister of Rites, who was also verified from Xining that this person was indeed a high-ranking official, and a civil servant, not a military position like those commanders and assistants before.

Following Yang Shan, there were twenty tall and burly knights wearing black battle robes and black fish scale armor as guards.

This shows that the Ming Dynasty began to face up to what Yingzong was in his hands.

He invited Yang Shan to a banquet. Although Yingzong was sick and did not accept his invitation, he did not make Yesen feel anything bad. After the banquet was dispersed, Yesen also said to Yang Shan: "I won't let you go to see the emperor. He thought about his family. This disease is probably caused by anxiety. Please comfort him. When the day comes, I will naturally teach you to take the emperor back."

After Yexian left, the confident smile on Yang Shan's face disappeared.

He said to Ding Yi: "It seems not easy to deal with."

It is indeed not very good. In history, Yang Shan was the one who welcomed Yingzong back. In fact, Jing Zong did not issue an order to welcome Yingzong back. It was entirely due to Yang Shan's words and Yingzong's deception in the Oirat for more than a year. All this happened more than a year later. Not only time, but more importantly, many things happened at this time.

For example, Yesen's failure to attack the capital, and after being taught by Yu Qian, Yesen retracted the grassland and licked his wounds. His feelings for the Ming Dynasty were completely different from the current arrogant attitude of victory. For example, when Yesen attacked the capital, Tuotuobuhua held troops in the back, and once Yesen defeated, Tuotuobuhua would never be willing to act as a puppet-like khan again. This made Yesen discover later that the intrigue on the grassland was no less than that in the Central Plains. During the period of Yingzong's time in the Oirat, with his unique personal charm, he won the trust and sympathy of a series of senior officials of the Oirat including Boyan Timur, Boyan Timur's wife, etc., which made them talk to him again and again.

And now, nothing has happened.

Although Yang Shan fulfilled his promise to Ding Yi and received the intention of Emperor Jing to send him to visit Yingzong, he felt a little incapable of starting when he arrived at the Oirat camp in Maoerzhuang. No matter how much he took advantage of the situation, he had to have the power to be able to play it out. It was just 200,000 troops that made people lose their lives. Now that the Oirat has increased its troops, Yang Shan couldn't fool him even if he had seven or eight tongues.

"Then I won't do it." Ding Yi's answer was also very straightforward. He said to Yang Shan, "The emperor has also seen it, go back to the capital."

He grabbed Yang Shan's arm, and the latter's face changed because he felt Ding Yi pressing his arm, and he heard Ding Yi say, "Go back overnight and take Yuan Bin and Ha Ming back." He did not call Yang Shan Si Jing, but said to him, "Old brother, be careful all the way."

A smile appeared on Yang Shan's face, and he nodded and said, "Okay, then leave overnight."

When Yexian received the news that Yang Shan said goodbye, he was extremely surprised. No matter how hard he rushed, there was no need to go back to Beijing overnight, right? The person who came to report said that Yang Shan was too old. After drinking on the table, the wind blew again and started to sway. If he didn't hurry back to the capital to seek medical treatment, he might not have lived long.

Yexian felt something was wrong here, so he called Saikawang and Boyan Temur over and said to them: "I see this person, very suspicious. Let's go and see them together. If you are really sick, you will give up; if you are not sick, you will be cured of illness." The heroes on the grassland have never been ruthless and kind.

But when he went to Yang Shan's tent, he was really panting, his face flushed, and his whole body shivered and shaking. It was really worrying. Ye Xian calmed down for a while and asked Ding Yi, who was in the tent: "This disease will kill people. Someone on the grassland has committed it, and there is really no way."

Listening to this, Yesen seemed to have a somewhat humanitarian spirit. Ding Yi knew that this was definitely a temptation. He did not avoid Yesen's eyes and smiled and said, "Yes, it would be a plague if it was not done well. But it's hard to say that the old man was sweating and could hold on to sleep. He would be fine if he woke up tomorrow morning."

"Oh?" Ye couldn't expect Ding Yi to answer this soon, and he couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

"If Yang Shan dies here, you won't get any rewarded money and food. At least three or five years, no high-ranking officials will come to you to talk about this matter again. Or do you think that if someone is an official who has been a third-rank official and does not enjoy the world of flowers, he will be despised to be long-term?" Ding Yi said indifferently, rolling a tea and cigarette roll and lit it. "Don't think about what kind of good name is for tens of thousands of years. Who wrote the book? This thing was not written by the emperor, and the person who does this job is a civil servant. If the third-rank official dies here, do you still expect that the civil servants who are from scholars will write your name into the book?"

Boyan Timur listened beside him and couldn't help but say to Yesen: "What he said is a bit confusing."

"Save a guest or say goodbye, think about it yourself. I don't know why I have to keep Yang Shan and not teach him to go back to ask the doctor." Ding Yi was a little impatient and said, "Don't teach this old man halfway. Otherwise, why don't you teach him to go, otherwise you will go home, and the soldiers can't explain clearly and think they were killed by you."

The King of Saiqian listened and said, "I sent Yuan Bin to go back with him and made it clear, but it was not the Grand Master who killed him." As he thought, Yuan Bin, the guy who kept crying at the corner of his eyes, was a completely harmless character. Boyan Temur went into the tent and looked at Yang Shan again, and nodded in agreement when he came out.

"If you want to send someone, why don't you send Ha Ming with me? Otherwise, Yuan Bin will just cry when he goes home, and I'm afraid he won't be able to explain it clearly." Ding Yi said casually from the side, causing Yexian to be angry with the guards of Saiqian King and the guards: The Grand Tutor Yexian, Saiqian King and the Special Zhiyuan, what are you talking about?

The hand was pressed on the handle of the knife, and as long as you turned your eyes first, many swords would be cut down, and Ding Yi would be cut into meat paste.

But Ye Xian nodded after listening, because Ha Ming was a Mongolian, and the ministers of the Ming Kingdom might not believe what he said. Yuan Bin was crying in the Oirat camp and almost became a reserving program. So Ding Yi's prompt was reliable, but this hero was a conspiracy after all: "Why don't you send me?"

He looked at Ding Yi and said like this.

Ding Yi took a few sips of cigarettes, and the smile on his face was reflected in the extinction of the fire: "If I want to leave the emperor, I don't have to come back." It's not that Ding Yi didn't want to leave, but that he knew very well that if he nodded, he might also order the guards to cut themselves under the knife in the next moment, and all the arrangements would be left to waste.

Yexian finally stopped being tense. He walked over and patted Ding Yi on the shoulder: "You are a loyal person. If you are willing to vote for me, you will not be wronged." Then he did not say anything, and led Boyan Timur and Saikawang, and went on horseback while the guards were hurried. He did not say that he would let Yang Shan go, nor did he say that he would leave him.

Then a small leader of the Oirattatars came over and told Yang Shan's servants that if they were to leave, they could leave.

Ding Yi did not continue to stay there. He returned to the outside of Yingzong's tent, sat under the flag with Jeddah, watching the stars in the sky flashing. After a while, Ah Moe ran over quickly and said to Ding Yi: "Master! The old man and his men were stopped when they left the camp. They were asked to take off their helmets to check, and someone was searching for the old man's carriage..."

Hearing this news, Ding Yi threw away the cigarette in his mouth and held the long knife.
Chapter completed!