"Do you really want to attack our tribe tomorrow?" Weng Guodai asked seriously after pondering the film.

"If you continue to stick to your route and policy, you must attack, there is no doubt about this."

Zhu Yiliu once again made his attitude tough and said, "I am the emperor, I have nothing to say, but I think I'm just scaring you?"

"Why?" Weng Guodai asked again.

"The border troubles of the Ming Dynasty have not been effectively solved for more than two hundred years, I am not at ease!"

Zhu Yili sighed to the sky, and then said with emotion: "Isn't it good for the two tribes to live in peace and work together to seek development? You said you would like to guarantee that you will not offend the border in the future, but what about other tribes? The Ming Dynasty is much richer than you, but you always want to rob, kill and loot. For you, it is not a long-term solution, right?"

"I agree with peaceful coexistence and hope to seek development wholeheartedly." Weng Guodai blurted out, "We can avoid offending the border, killing and looting, we can all do it. Why do we have to incorporate all this territory into the territory of the Ming Dynasty to be willing to do it?"

"Say it again, this territory belongs to the Ming Dynasty, but the Ming Dynasty has given up management for a long time. You can give up management power to you for a long time, and think it is yours."

Zhu Yili was serious and stared at Weng Guodai and argued with reason: "Your tribe members have also ruled the Central Plains. Isn't this territory and the Central Plains connected to the same country?"

"..." Weng Guodai stopped talking.

"I hope you can change this concept and not put yourself in a dead end." Zhu Yiliu solemnly spoke in a warning tone.

"Even if we attack our tribe tomorrow, we will surrender to you for a while. What can we do?" Weng Guodai said to defend himself, "Will you garrison troops in this territory in the future and support them for a long time?"

"What I am doing now is to clarify the boundaries of the Ming Dynasty and implement regional ethnic autonomy in the future, just like the Jilin Province that has just been established."

Zhu Yiliu said, pausing for a moment.

He also said: "In this way, the Ming Dynasty does not have to worry about border troubles. You can also learn the advanced lifestyles and concepts of the Han people, develop in unity and make progress together. Isn't it better than fighting and killing now? Why can't you turn this corner?"

"..." Weng Guodai stopped talking again.

"Look at what you are doing now, have you brought your tribe into the gutter?"

"I don't think."

"I'm still stubborn, so I won't save you." Seeing that Weng Guodai didn't listen to his advice, Zhu Yiliu said anger.

"I said that it is a fact that I owe you a life. I will remember it in my heart, but don't kidnap me with this morality and want to change my attitude."

Weng Guodai still insisted on himself.

It seemed that he had not changed his original attitude and philosophy at all because he was injured by an arrow.

"Forget it, as long as you can't die, I don't want to play the piano against the cow." Zhu Yili waved his hand.

"Are you worried that I will die?" Weng Guodai asked hurriedly.

"To be honest, I was a little worried before, but now, if your tribe has chosen a new leader, it doesn't matter."

When he mentioned the new leader, Weng Guodai's heart felt so painful as if he had been stabbed with a needle.

"There are so many things tomorrow, I won't talk to you more. Since you are not dead, just live well."

Zhu Yili left.

But before leaving, he waved to the military doctor, and then gave a few instructions to the military doctor.

Weng Guodai fell into deep thought and didn't care.

The military doctor walked over and said to Weng Guodai earnestly: "I am just a doctor and I don't understand political affairs, but I know that the emperor is a wise ruler. Will you be better than you or other leaders by handing over your Korqin Department to him for management? What do you think?"

"I admit this. He is a good emperor. He is definitely better than anyone else in the Korchin tribe. We cannot surrender because of this. This is a dispute over sovereignty rather than a matter of strength."

Weng Guodai said to the military doctor with a clear attitude, showing a dissatisfaction.

Then, he compared:

"This is like the two of us. You are better than me, richer than me, and everything is better than me, but you are you, I am me, I am willing to follow you, and I am happy, and I am also happy; but if I don't want to follow you, you can't force me, right? What kind of way do I choose? It's my own business. I think this principle applies to the two major ethnic groups, right?"

"Okay, I'm too much." The military doctor stopped and felt that Weng Guodai was stubborn and couldn't persuade him.

Indeed, the emperor couldn't persuade him. How could he be a military doctor?

"Put aside the national issues, thank you for saving me." Weng Guodai said sincerely.

"It is our duty to save lives and heal the wounded, and saving you is the emperor's will."

"Can my injury heal?"

"Yes, but first, you need to be conditioned, second, you should not be too excited or be stimulated by any major stimulation."

"How long will it take to heal?"

"It depends on your own condition." The military doctor explained, "All diseases in the world are like this. Drug conditioning, diagnosis and treatment are only part of it, and the other part depends on everyone's body and mind. The same disease occurs in different people and the result will be very different."

"Can I walk now, can I run?" Weng Guodai asked again.

"Of course you can walk, but try to avoid running to avoid the wound breaking."

"Oh, I got it, ouch!"

Weng Guodai suddenly screamed in pain, then covered his heart and said to the military doctor:

"Why does the wound hurt so much? Is it because I was too excited when I was talking to the emperor just now that the wound was cracked? Doctor, come and take a look."

"good!"

As soon as the military doctor approached, Weng Guodai swung the big bowl when he was eating and smashed it at the back of the military doctor's head.

The military doctor fainted on the spot.

"You saved me, so I don't want to kill you."

After Weng Guodai said this, he took off the military doctor's clothes and put them on himself.

The Ming army will attack the Korqin tribe tomorrow, and he thought he would have to go back today.

But if the emperor asks the emperor to release the person at this time, the emperor will definitely not let him go, so he can only make this bad decision, knock the military doctor who has rescued him out of the military doctor, put on the military doctor's clothes, hoping to escape from the Ming army camp.

I don’t know how long it took, the military doctor woke up, touched the back of his head, remembering what the emperor told him before leaving, and couldn’t help but sigh:

"It turns out that the emperor really has the ability to predict God!"

But then he thought again, but why was the emperor so sure that Weng Guodai would not kill anyone?

The military doctor got up. It was getting late at this time. He kept in mind Zhu Yili's instructions and did not shout loudly, as if nothing had happened.

Anyway, the emperor had already expected Weng Guodai to escape, so he must have made arrangements long ago. He, a military doctor, couldn't help much, so he went to bed.

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Chapter completed!