Sun Chengzong put his hands behind his back and said indifferently: "Even if the sword and axe are added, this official will never negotiate peace with Jiannu!"
You go back and tell the thief chieftain, I hope he will attack the city on the same day, otherwise wait for the food and grass to run out, from Shanhaiguan to Jinzhou, I have hundreds of thousands of soldiers and horses, and this official will personally choose a feng shui treasure for him to bury!
” Fan Wencheng stood there, looking at Sun Chengzong with cold eyes, he could feel that Sun Chengzong was forcing him, or forcing Huang Taiji to attack the city!
The more worried he was, the more confident Sun Chengzong was, the more unlikely it would be for Huang Taiji to get what he wanted, and even Sun Chengzong was still calculating Huang Taiji.
However, he calmed down in a blink of an eye, and said in a deep voice: "Lord Sun, don't think about it, it's only four hundred miles from Shen/Yang to Shanhaiguan, mobilize grain and grass to Guangning, and it will be there in half a day, not to mention Jinzhou, even if you besiege Ningyuan for half a year, it's completely okay, but I don't know if Lord Sun, this Ningyuan City, can last half a year!"
” Sun Chengzong looked at Fan Wencheng, smiled quietly, and said: "It seems that you really don't know how to soldier, okay, then the official will wait and send off the guests!"
” After all, Fan Wencheng was still not as good as the old and spicy Sun Chengzong, his eyes flickered, staring at Sun Chengzong and said, "Lord Sun, it seems that you are determined to fight." ” Sun Chengzong said categorically: "If you don't fight, you have to fight!"
If Huang Taiji does not attack the city within half an hour after you return, the official will cut off the heads of Haoge, Azig, Sakhalian, Yue Tuo and others and hang them on the city gate!
” Haoge is the eldest son of Huang Taiji, Azig is the brother of Huang Taiji, and Yue Tuo is the eldest son of Daishan, each of these is very important.
Fan Wencheng took a deep breath and said, "War is just a tool, Lord Sun might as well make it clear, how to negotiate peace, my Dajin seeks peace with war, and hopes that Liaodong can be stable and war-free......"
Sun Chengzong looked at Fan Wencheng, his expression also moved slightly, and he caught a glimpse of Zhu Xu also standing at the side door, groaned, and said, "Let's talk about you first." ” Fan Wencheng's face was calm, and he said with full confidence: "As long as Da Ming gives up the big and small Linghe Forts, the right tun, and then compensate ......."
Sun Chengzong waved his hand and said, "This official is very busy, if your envoy is bored, you can go back and persuade Huang Taiji to attack the city." ” Fan Wencheng's eyes were cold, and he said, "Master Sun, is there really no sincerity at all?"
Today you can resist my Dajin's troops, and I Dajin will also attack the city with artillery in the future, can you still be so calm?
If the Ming Court summons you back to punish the crime in a few days, and change people, can he keep this Jinzhou and Ningyuan?
” Sun Chengzong's expression did not fluctuate, and said, "Come on, send off guests!"
” Fan Wencheng's heart was cold, and he hurriedly said: "Master Sun, if you have something to say, you might as well say it directly, I can discuss everything!"
” "No need."
Zhu Xu came out of it, he really couldn't bear it, and he really wanted to pull out a knife and stab him to death.
Fan Wencheng's face changed slightly, and he looked at the person who came out.
Isn't Liaodong the biggest in Sun Chengzong?
When Sun Chengzong saw Zhu Xu come out, his expression was slightly surprised, and he immediately bowed down and said, "Your Majesty." ” Fan Wencheng's face changed suddenly, his eyes were wide open and he stared at Zhu Xu, the golden soldier behind Fan Wencheng, his right hand held the handle of the knife fiercely, as if he was about to rush over and kill Zhu Xu.
Zhu Xu walked to the main seat and sat down, and poured himself a cup of tea.
Fan Wencheng's heart turned upside down, and in his heart and even most of the people in the Jin Kingdom, he thought that the emperor of the Ming Dynasty was just a ten-year-old naughty boy, with an uncertain mind and arbitrary behavior, which made the Ming Dynasty uneasy and the country was full of smoke.
But how could a naughty boy appear in Ningyuan quietly, and they didn't receive any news!
Fan Wencheng's countless thoughts flashed in his heart, and he looked at Zhu Xu indifferently, holding the teacup and drinking tea with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and looking at him with a smile.
He felt cold all over his body, as if he had been struck by lightning, and he realized in an instant, and all his previous doubts suddenly became clear!
What arbitrarily acts, what rebellion and disorder, what discord between monarchs and ministers, are all illusions!
It's all the tricks of the little emperor in front of you!
Thinking about this, he was cold, and finally understood why Liaodong had suddenly changed, it wasn't the king of faith behind him!
Instead, it was this little emperor who supported it all the time!
Suddenly, his body trembled violently, from head to toe, the whole person trembled violently, and his eyes looked at Zhu Xu in horror.
He was starting to get scared.
Even if it was just hanging the heads of Haoge, Mang Gurtai and others on the city gate, it was enough to anger the Jin soldiers, even Huang Taiji couldn't control it, so he had to attack Ningyuan City.
If you add the little emperor in front of you, I'm afraid that Mrs.
Huang will not be able to control himself!
However, the little emperor came out on his own.
This is naked/naked/naked impotence!
Fan Wencheng can now be sure that this is a conspiracy, a trap, a big trap, a trap that the little emperor in front of him has dug a long time ago!
This trap can't help them not to jump, the little emperor is behind him, pushing them hard, and he has to jump if he doesn't jump!
Zhu Xu finished drinking the tea, put the teacup aside, looked at Fan Wencheng with a smile, and said, "Lord Fan, it seems that you are frightened by me?"
” Fan Wencheng came to his senses, looked at the smiling little emperor, he raised his hand slightly, bowed down, and said stiffly: "Fan Wencheng has seen the emperor of the Ming Dynasty. ” Zhu Xu smiled and said nothing, looking at him.
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Fan Wencheng took advantage of this time to think about it, the situation in front of him was very bad for Jin Guo.
Ning Yuancheng is obviously a trap, even if the 100,000 army is finished, it will definitely not be able to be attacked.
But they can't hide, they can't choose!
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He took a deep breath and said with a calm face, "Dare to ask the emperor of the Ming Dynasty, how to negotiate peace, my Dajin is not belligerent, and I want Liaodong to be safe and war-free......"
Zhu Xu looked at him and nodded thoughtfully, "It seems that Huang Taiji didn't give you much power." ” Fan Wencheng was seen through at a glance, his expression remained unchanged, and he said: "If the emperor of the Ming Dynasty has anything to say, I can convey it to the Great Khan of our country on my behalf." ” The corners of Zhu Xu's mouth curled slightly, turned his head to look at Cao Bianjiao on the side, and said, "Bianjiao, how is your right hand?"
” Cao Bianjiao stood not far from Zhu Xu's side, turned sideways when he heard the words, and said, "Go back to the emperor, it's no big deal." ” Zhu Xu nodded, the more mysterious his smile became, he looked at Fan Wencheng and said: "The words conveyed will inevitably be a little biased, and they will change and break the limbs of this Lord Fan, so that Huang Taiji should be able to understand what I mean." ” Fan Wencheng's eyes shrank, and he said in a deep voice: "Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, do you really want peace in Liaodong?"
My Dajin cavalry is invincible in Liaodong, even if I will be defeated today, I can think that I will come again tomorrow!
” Zhu Xu stood up, stretched his waist, and said, "If you don't beat you, you'll come, so, change Jiao, just beat, don't beat him to death, and ask him to pass on the word." ” Cao Bianjiao didn't care much about a literati, after all, he had killed Mang Gurtai, and he still had to listen to Zhu Xu's orders, so he walked towards Fan Wencheng with a spear.