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Chapter 142

As expected by Wan Lei, Beiyuan sent an envoy to Juyongguan early the next day, saying that they were here to continue the peace talks. The leader of the delegation was Arutai, the political minister of Pingzhang in Beiyuan.

His status is second only to the one in charge of military affairs, Zhiyuan Guilichi. He can be regarded as a figure, but now that he is sent as an envoy, he is obviously sent to take the blame.

As for the current Great Khan of the Northern Yuan Dynasty, his name is Kun Tiemur Khan. This guy is just a puppet. He has no soldiers, no money, no money. Apart from being a descendant of the Golden Family, he is nothing. He usually has to watch ghosts.

Li Chi acts with his face. It can be seen that no matter what era it is, political power comes from the barrel of a gun.

Arutai came to Juyongguan tremblingly. He brought generous gifts and asked to see the leaders at all levels of Shuntian Mansion. However, he was sent to sit in a side hall. No one came out to pay attention to him for a long time. The longer he waited, the more frightened he became. After all, he

My boss, Gui Lichi, just used troops against others. If he becomes angry, he may be cut into pieces.

From morning until noon, Wan Lei finally came in with Zhao Hongru and others. Arutai didn't know Wan Lei, because it was either Tie Xuan or Zhao Hongru who came forward to negotiate with Bei Yuan. Few of them knew Wan Lei.

Lei

However, the Arutai people are mature and discerning. When he saw that Zhao Hongru was respectful to Wan Lei, he knew who he was from without asking, so he immediately handed over the gift list, which showed all the etiquette required.

Didn't fall.

Wan Lei sat on the main seat and complained that he was too busy to leave and neglected the guests. After exchanging pleasantries, Arutai began to talk. Seeing that Wan Lei's face was not angry, Arutai felt that the heart was hanging on his throat.

My heart felt relieved again.

"Last night, an army raided our Gubeikou Pass City and was annihilated by our army on the spot. These people actually pretended to be sent by your Great Khan. Is this true?" Wan Lei asked seriously, his face not angry.

Self-prestige.

"Where can such a thing happen? We, the Mongolian Khanate, have always put integrity first, so why would we send troops to attack our allies? This is obviously someone else pretending to be someone else, in order to slander the reputation of our great khan and alienate friendly relations." Arutai hurriedly denied.

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"I don't believe this is true either. Since it wasn't done by your country, it must have been done by the three guards of Duoyan in the northeast. These thieves have always coveted my Shuntian Mansion and have used troops against me many times, but they were all repulsed but still survived.

Xin, now that he has come up with such a plan to divorce, it shows how despicable he is." Wan Lei said angrily.

"This must be the case. Those traitors in Duoyan's three guards are unfaithful and unjust and should have been controlled long ago. However, our Khanate has just suffered a disaster and its military strength is insufficient. Therefore, it is temporarily unable to do justice for heaven. When the army is strong, we will

The army is determined to attack the thieves' lair to defeat the evildoers and eliminate the thieves." Alutai hurriedly agreed.

Of course, Bei Yuan has long thought about the so-called attack on the den of thieves. Because in Bei Yuan's view, they are the orthodox Mongolian people, whether it is the Duoyan Three Guards or the Waladao, they should obey the big brother. But the fact is

, the three guards of Duoyan first surrendered to the Ming Dynasty, and now to the Yan army, while Wala directly started a separatist regime, and did not follow the Northern Yuan Dynasty at all, let alone listen to orders.

Wan Lei didn't have the energy to intervene in the right and wrong struggle between the various Mongolian tribes for the time being. He changed his tone and said: "Since these people are not sent by your country, then I can rest assured. I will drag them back to work as slave labor and work in mines."

good."

"That's that." Arutai echoed, but his eyes quickly turned a few times, and he asked again: "I wonder how many prisoners you have captured?"

"Not many, only 1,400 people. The leader is a fool named Mahachi, and there are many famous and unknown people below. We are too lazy to interrogate them. Anyway, they will not go back alive to mine."

Wan Lei said calmly, as if he was talking about not 1,400 human lives, but 1,400 livestock.

"Ah!" Arutai couldn't help being surprised, because both that Maha Ci and the others were all members of the tribe he knew, so he hurriedly said: "I have an unkind request, I don't know whether to say it or not."

"You are a distinguished guest. If you have anything to say, it doesn't matter." Wan Lei said, picking up the teacup to hide the look of amusement on his face.

"I would like to ask you to release those prisoners. This shows your unparalleled benevolence and righteousness," Arutai said.

"Release people?" Wan Lei frowned and said, "This is not a bad idea, but our Shuntian Mansion is short of labor. If there are no prisoners, who will do the extremely dangerous work of mining underground?"

"These prisoners are yours, and I will not take them in vain. How about exchanging a good horse for a prisoner?" Arutai asked again.

"A good horse in exchange for a prisoner?" Wan Lei shook his head and said: "A horse can't go down a mine to mine, so how can it be worth a prisoner? Besides, these people are not your clansmen, how can we ask for it?"

Do you want ransom?"

Seeing that Wan Lei refused to agree to redeem people, Arutai became even more anxious. He rolled his eyes and began to make up nonsense again: "Young master, you don't know. In the past few days, my tribesmen have been repeatedly attacked by the thieves of Duoyan Sanwei. Many of them

The tribesmen were taken captive, and I want these captives so that I can exchange them for my tribesmen."

"Oh, that's it." Wan Lei pretended to believe the other party's nonsense, but still frowned and said: "It's just that our army suffered many casualties in order to capture these prisoners. We originally asked these people to mine to pay for their crimes. If

If we let him go like this, wouldn't our army suffer even more losses?"

"That's true." Arutai also felt a little unreasonable. His old face turned red and he said: "The two horses can be exchanged for one. That's okay."

"It's not that we don't want to release the prisoners, it's just that someone has to go down the mine to mine, and horses can't work down the mine like people, so it's useless to come." Zhao Hongru had long understood that Wan Lei was taking the opportunity to rip off Wan Lei, and kept Wan Lei talking.

, so he refused first.

"We really need these prisoners. If you come to Renyi, can't you bear the pain and part with them?" Arutai still refused to give up and had to get the prisoners back. After all, for Beiyuan, who was severely beaten by the Ming Dynasty.

,Population is the most precious resource.

"This..." Wan Lei closed his eyes and pondered for a long time, and finally let out a sigh of relief, as if he had made a lot of determination, and said: "Since you insist on taking prisoners, we can't refuse anymore.

.Let’s do this, one prisoner and four good horses.”

"One captive of four good horses? This, this is too expensive. You are taking this opportunity to extort money." Before Arutai could say anything, an accompanying envoy jumped up and objected.

"If you think it's expensive, don't change it. We still think the price is too low." Zhao Hongru immediately responded tit-for-tat and said coldly: "This is not your world in Dayuan. In the past, losing a sheep was worth a human life."

The old accounts cannot be regarded as the current market."

"Okay, I'll pay you four if I pay you four. When will the deal be done?" Arutai gritted his teeth and agreed.

"Those prisoners have been escorted to Beiping City. They will be brought here soon and can be traded at any time." Wan Lei took a sip of tea and added: "As for the salt, iron, tea cloth and other goods, they have also been shipped, and they can be traded now.

For transactions, as long as you bring the corresponding materials, the things can be taken away. Our Shuntian Mansion always puts benevolence and righteousness first and will never bully customers."

"I have to report to the Great Khan first, and I can only reply after receiving the order." Arutai stood up, bowed, and said goodbye to leave.

Wan Lei waved his hand to signal him not to leave yet, and then waved to the guard. The guard received the order and immediately moved a large box, which contained a large new clock. Wan Lei pointed at the clock and said

: "You have come a long way and worked hard, so we have many treasures to send you. I specially send you a clock as a witness to the friendship between you and us."

"Clock? What is it?" Arutai asked curiously.

"The clock is used to record time. It has the same function as the time leakage, but the clock records time more precisely. One day is divided into twenty-four hours, each hour is divided into sixty minutes, and each minute can be divided into sixty minutes.

Seconds. On this clock, you can tell at a glance that it is two seventeen minutes and forty-two seconds in the afternoon. Isn't this very intuitive? You, Khan, will probably like it."

"It is indeed very exquisite. I, my ancestors, have thanked you for your generous gift." Arutai certainly would not refuse the gift given to him.

After sending the clock away, Wan Lei no longer kept the guests. He saw the guests off outside Guancheng Gate and then returned. Zhao Xueer, who had been guarding the side, looked unhappy, especially when Wan Lei gave away the clock for free.

, she was even more furious.

Although Zhao Xueer was born and raised in the Ming Dynasty, she often heard her parents talk about the brutality of the Northern Yuan Dynasty. Her hatred for the Mongols had long been deeply rooted in her bones, and she was too ruthless to drive out all the Tatars. Now Wan Lei not only

She was about to release the prisoners, but also gave things to the Tatars for nothing, which made her very disgusted.

"Why are you so nice to those Tatars?" Zhao Xueer asked as soon as she returned to the camp and saw no one around.

"Am I good to the Tatars?" Wan Lei asked back. Seeing that Zhao Xueer was about to get angry again, he said: "It is never too late for a gentleman to take revenge in ten years. There is no hurry."

"Even if we are not in a hurry to seek revenge against the Tatars, there is no need to give them anything for nothing. That clock is the hard work of two junior brothers, Chixinchicheng. To give it to these Tatars is really a waste of heaven and earth."

"You are a girl after all, and you are too petty." Wan Lei smiled slightly, tapped Zhao Xueer's nose, and smiled mysteriously: "There is a magic box that is very beautiful on the outside, but inside it contains everything in the world.

Evils - greed, jealousy, desire, killing and fear, etc. Those who get the magic box will not only lose happiness, but will also face endless disasters and pain."

"You are so mysterious. Who can understand you? I think you are just pretending to be mysterious." Zhao Xueer was naturally not convinced after being made fun of.

"Haha, when a person has something that no one else has, he often attracts not only envy, but also jealousy, and even violence and bloodshed."

"Oh, so you want to sow discord among the Tatars and make them fight among themselves." Zhao Xueer is not stupid. She heard what Wan Lei was going to do, but she said with concern: "It's just a small clock, I'm afraid it can't make them fight among themselves.

ah."

"Of course not a small clock. In the future, I will continue to give people all kinds of refined and practical gifts, but these gifts are only one gift. As for whose hands it will end up in, I am eagerly waiting for it.

Yes. It means that two peaches kill three soldiers, and a fake sword is like frost."


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