The First Family of Tang Dynasty

"There's still two more, Li De and the others won't have any problems, right?" Cheng Chubi turned his head and looked at Li Ke, who finally dared to stick his head out of the backyard.

"Impossible, they, look, aren't they here?"

Following the direction of Li Ke's hand, Cheng Chubi turned his head and saw Li De with a lantern with an excited smile, walking quickly.

Behind the buttocks, several guards of the Wu Wangfu were holding two men in black who had bound their hands and feet, gagged their mouths, and were still struggling in despair. "It's me." Zhu Qizhen kept his head high and his chest held high, looking directly at the thorn general, calmly speaking, but his big hands hidden in his sleeves and clenched into fists were already so tight that the knuckles turned white .

The tile-thorn military general laughed strangely like an owl, then waved his hand and shouted a Mongolian language that Zhu Qizhen couldn't understand. Behind them, the cavalry cavalry who had surrounded Zhu Qizhen in a crowd rushed out like a group of vicious dogs. In a short period of time, the eight unarmed guards and the middle-aged The eunuchs were thrown down on the grass, unable to move.

"What are you doing?" Zhu Qizhen saw that the guards were only captured by those thorn cavalry, and they were not killed, he couldn't help secretly relieved, and said solemnly to the thorn general.

"The emperor of the Ming Dynasty, how could there be so many soft **** around who don't even have weapons? You must be pretending!" The military general of the tile thorn suddenly shouted and choked, and the machete around his waist was instantly unsheathed. A dazzling cold light spun out in the air, slashing towards Zhu Qizhen's face.

Zhu Qizhen did not react in the slightest in the face of the machete slashing head on, his eyes were flat, his expression was calm, and he didn't even blink his eyelids. Scimitar stopped suddenly when it approached Zhu Qizhen's front door.

The knife force stopped a few inches away from Zhu Qizhen's face, but the wind of the knife blew up Zhu Qizhen's slightly messy hair.

"...Unexpectedly, he is really a good man." Seeing that Zhu Qizhen didn't even respond to his knife, he was not angry, but showed admiration.

But until this time, Zhu Qizhen, who was actually frightened by the sudden action of the tile thorn general, came back to his senses. Hearing the tile thorn general's words, Zhu Qi's clothes were soaked in cold sweat. Zhen grinned forcefully, showing a smile that was no better than crying, but his voice was controlled quite well, and it was still so steady and calm: "I am the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, with swords and soldiers on my body, what else is there to do? ?!"

Hearing what Zhu Qizhen said was similar to the scene where the underworld gangs of later generations were fighting against the lower peak to support the stage, the few guards who were struggling couldn't help being full of admiration and fanaticism. Your Majesty is truly extraordinary...

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Who would know that Zhu Qizhen, who was talented just now, was just stupid because he was too confused to react for a while? However, being able to make these people make such a misunderstanding saves Zhu Qizhen's shameless explanation of the stupid theory that I will stand still with a knife and axe.

"Although I admire you as a good man, I have no way of determining whether you are the emperor of the Ming Dynasty. Just wait." The tile-thorn general shouted a few more words around him, and someone immediately responded, and then , Zhu Qizhen saw several tile-thorn soldiers rushing down the hillside, and it seemed that they were looking for a higher-ranking general to recognize them.

After giving the order, the general tile thorn sat down on a big rock next to him, but he kept looking at Zhu Qizhen.

After being frightened just now, Zhu Qizhen, who already felt that his legs were a little weak, didn't care, he just sat down on the spot with his legs crossed. It seemed that the soldiers had already been explained, and they didn't rush up to tie themselves up. , just tightly surround yourself.

Seeing those Thorn soldiers staring at him, their eyes were full of excitement, curiosity, and even a little doubt, as if he had gone to the zoo to see gorillas for the first time. Tired, thirsty, even frightened and panting, Zhu Qizhen, who became a little nervous, simply closed his eyes and tried his best to regain some physical strength, so as to deal with everything unknown in the future. On the one hand, he was trying hard to find everything about the tile thorns in the fragmentary memory that remained in this body.

After only about a minute or two, Zhu Qizhen, who closed his eyes and meditated, heard the rumble of hoofs, and it seemed that a group of cavalry were rushing towards this hillside.

Accompanied by a loud shout from far to near, the over-hundred-watt thorn soldiers squeezed on the top of the hill were like butter cut by a hot knife. The passage of several horses galloping together. A troop of men and horses galloped up, and the leader was a sturdy man with dazzling eyes, a bright brocade robe, and a thin chain armor covering his chest and abdomen. Although the strong horse on his body had been restrained by the reins, Still snorting, his four hooves pedaled endlessly.

Zhu Qizhen stood up slowly, stood with his hands behind his back, and looked at the Mongolian general who was sitting on the war horse without fear.

The Mongolian general stretched out his hand and gently stroked the mane between the necks of the war horse under him. He looked at Zhu Qizhen who was standing in front of the horse and said in a deep voice, "You are the emperor of the Han people?" His Chinese is far more fluent than that of the general.

But Zhu Qizhen didn't answer his question. After looking at him carefully, he asked in a calm tone, "Who are you, still Boyan Tiemuer or Saikan King?"

As soon as these words came out, the senior general of the tile thorn who was sitting on the horse proudly looked at Zhu Qizhen couldn't help but his face changed greatly. He threw the riding whip to his subordinates and walked to Zhu Qizhen. He was not tall or tall, but his straight spine and calm expression were all unspeakable. His graceful bearing, as if he was not facing a general Tashi Thorn who could behead his unarmed self at any time, but only facing one of his servants.

After beckoning and calling out the general Tashi, who had been guarding here, the two quickly communicated in Mongolian, and the senior general looked at Zhu Qizhen with a few more gleams.

"Although I can't be sure of your identity, I can tell you that I am the third younger brother of Tai Shi Ye Xian, King Sai Kan." When King Sai Kan, who stood in front of Zhu Qizhen again, spoke again, there was no talent in his tone. The arrogance, but a little more humility.

"It turned out to be the King of Saikan. I don't know where the master is?" Zhu Qizhen breathed a sigh of relief.

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