Although Zhu Gui had already explained it clearly, Mr. Jin still looked doubtful.
If he hadn't been holding the important token given to him by Zhu Gui, the two sides might have started fighting now.
But in the end, he sent someone outside to gather information.
It can also be seen from here that although this organization composed of Mongolians may be large in scale, it is relatively isolated in terms of intelligence and other aspects.
But there is nothing we can do about it. Most of them are Mongolians. Once Mongolians appear on the streets of Nanjing, they will still cause a lot of commotion.
"Come with me to see the clan leader. This matter is very important and I can't make the decision."
After Mr. Jin finished speaking, a trace of hesitation flashed across his face, and then he returned the gold medal, the token of Empress Beiyuan, to Zhu Gui.
"I'll return this thing to you, but please keep it carefully. It is a very important thing for us Mongolians."
Zhu Gui nodded and said nothing.
I didn't expect that it would take so much trouble and words, and it has just begun.
Mr. Jin led the two of them through the underground maze again.
Just when Zhu Gui was about to wonder whether this underground building was larger than the entire city of Nanjing, Mr. Jin finally stopped.
But from Zhu Gui's point of view, there is not much difference between where the three people are and other places in the maze.
Just when he thought the other person wanted to stop and rest, the person actually pushed open the wall and walked in.
It turns out that this is another secret door. These Mongolians are really cautious.
But Zhu Gui had a big doubt in his heart.
The exquisite construction of this underground labyrinth far exceeds the average Ming craftsmen Zhu Gui has ever seen.
He wouldn't believe it if it were all built by Mongolians who only knew how to herd animals.
But now is obviously not the time to delve into these details.
The two of them followed Mr. Jin into the secret door.
After passing through another winding dark passage, we finally came to a spacious place.
"You guys take a rest here and I'll inform my father." Mr. Jin said.
It turns out that he is the son of the leader of this Mongolian tribe.
Another time of about one stick of incense passed.
A middle-aged man wearing the costume of a Mongolian nobleman walked in together with Mr. Jin.
The middle-aged man looked at Zhu Gui and Xu Yingxu, and finally his eyes fell on Zhu Gui.
"Are you Zhu Yuanzhang's son?" The middle-aged man's voice was loud and contained a calm and authoritative tone.
Although Zhu Gui didn't like Zhu Yuanzhang, a cheap man, he was still the emperor of the Ming Dynasty. Disrespecting him was tantamount to disrespecting himself, which Zhu Gui couldn't bear.
"Are you an orphan from the previous dynasty?" Zhu Gui asked back.
"Humph." The middle-aged man snorted coldly, flicked his sleeves, and showed an unhappy look on his face.
"If you are here to show off your power, then there is no need." The middle-aged man said coldly.
Zhu Gui glanced at Mr. Jin behind the middle-aged man. It seemed that he had not explained the situation clearly to his father.
Zhu Gui had no choice but to take out the gold medal again. This was the only token that could prove the connection between him and the empress of Beiyuan, the Emperor Tianyuan.
"Emperor Tian Yuan has surrendered to the Ming Dynasty. The Yuan Dynasty no longer exists. I am the acting king. Even Emperor Tian Yuan dare not speak to me like this."
Zhu Gui said very seriously.
"You, what did you say?"
The middle-aged man was so angry at Zhu Gui's words that his body trembled.
"Father, that is indeed the token of Emperor Tianyuan."
Seeing this, Mr. Jin couldn't help but remind him in a low voice, and at the same time lowered his voice and whispered something into the middle-aged man's ear.
Although Zhu Gui didn't hear Mr. Jin's words, he could roughly guess that he was introducing the changes in the situation on the grassland to his father.
The middle-aged man's expression changed, and his eyes looking at Zhu Gui also showed fear.
"How could this happen?" The middle-aged man's body swayed a few times and he almost didn't fall down. Fortunately, Mr. Jin held him up.
"Old man, the world is developing, so why do you cling to the past? The world is very big, and my ambition is not small. As long as you can cooperate with me, I promise that the Mongols can have more wealth than Genghis Khan.
A good future.”
Zhu Gui said confidently.
"Genghis Khan? Haha, boy, you are not old, but your tone is not small. Even your father would not dare to say such words. You are really not afraid of tigers."
The middle-aged man said with a sarcastic tone.
Zhu Gui shook his head helplessly. It seemed that it was not that easy to convince such a stubborn old man.
"Okay, believe it or not, but right now, I need your help. I heard that the Jin family has three passages that can safely leave Nanjing City." Zhu Gui explained his purpose.
"You are quite well informed? But why should I help you? Don't forget that we have an eternal feud. I wish I could skin you right now." The middle-aged man said angrily.
"Hey, there's nothing you can do about it, but I can use this as a deposit and at the same time give you a safety promise."
Zhu Gui said helplessly.
The middle-aged man glanced at leader Zhu Gui's gold medal and showed hesitation, but he still said: "What is the safety promise you are talking about?"
When Zhu Gui heard this, the corners of his mouth turned up. It seemed that although the other party was tough, he still took the bait.
"If you encounter a crisis in the future, I can come to your rescue once and then send you to Emperor Tianyuan. How about that?"
Zhu Gui said.
"It's a joke. According to what you are saying now, you can't even save yourself. How can you save us? What's more, we have been operating here for decades and there will be no crisis at all."
The middle-aged man said coldly.
"Don't be so excited. It's just a condition. It's best if you don't use it. But even if there isn't that condition, don't you want this gold medal?"
Zhu Gui turned the gold medal in his hand and asked.
"Okay, the secret passage can be lent to you for one use, but the number of people cannot exceed ten people. Let's see the guests off."
After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he winked at Mr. Jin, who immediately walked towards Zhu and Gui.
Zhu Gui handed the gold medal to the other party, then immediately turned around and prepared to leave.
Seeing how straightforward he was, the middle-aged man actually became a little suspicious.
The other party is the Ming Dynasty royal family. Now that they have discovered this place, will they let them go?
After thinking about it, the middle-aged man immediately called his servants and asked them to follow Zhu Gui, collect some outside intelligence, and snatch the money back at the same time.
Mr. Jin took Zhu Gui and Xu Yingxu out of the underground from another direction of the maze, which took nearly an hour.
The exit turned out to be the backyard of the Chenghuang Temple.
Mr. Jin said to Zhu Gui apologetically: "On behalf of the king, I still believe in your words. I hope that we will have the opportunity to continue to cooperate in the future."