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- A long stick in the shape of a horse's head came in, opened the curtain, and walked in an old man with white hair and Mongolian pigtails. The old man couldn't tell how old he was. His eyes were red and there were heavy bags under his eyes. His face was covered with wind and frost. He was wearing a sheepskin jacket, which was not too early in August in the northern country. It's just that this leather jacket is full of holes, moth-eaten, and torn, revealing the colorful baize clothes underneath. He looks like a typical beggar.
"Who are you!" As soon as Huang Taiji said this, everyone in the room was shocked.
This is the Golden Tent of the Great Khan and the center of the entire Jin Kingdom. It was extremely strange to have an inexplicable beggar break in, not to mention that the beggar was still yelling and screaming, and even Tian Conghan didn't pay attention to it.
The Jurchen guards immediately pulled out their swords and guarded Huang Taiji, while they were worried about what happened outside the tent.
"I am Agula of Borzigit." The old beggar slapped his horse-headed staff hard and was neither humble nor overbearing in front of Huang Taiji.
Huang Taiji retreated to the back and sat on the throne of the Khan King, which was covered with fine furs. He also said in Mongolian: "How did you get in?"
"You're walking in." The old beggar paused his long staff and took a step forward.
His move is full of irresistible power, just like his name.
Agula, the mountain in Mongolian.
Borzigit is also the surname of the Golden Family and is a descendant of Genghis Khan. Huang Taiji was extremely familiar with this surname, because half of his concubines were from this family. It can be said that he used the influence of this golden family to connect Mongolia and Jurchen.
At least in terms of strategic posture towards Ming Dynasty, they are indeed together.
"You are an arrogant person, didn't you realize that he was lying to you!" Agula stared at Huang Tianba, the blood streaks in his eyes swelled, and he said with anger: "What has blinded your heart?" ? Unable to recognize that this is the most cunning fox on the grassland! Every hair on his body has been erected to deceive the condor in the sky, exuding the smell of fear."
Huang Tianba has never faced such pressure. He knew that his cultivation was not very high. In the face of that kind man who was making rapid progress, he could even be said to be a waste with limited talents and slow progress. However, even if a kind man kills his companions one by one and makes him fall into panic and fear, it cannot compare to the gaze of this old beggar.
This gaze went straight into Huang Tianba¡¯s heart.
It made him completely unable to move.
Even the twitching of the eyelids cannot be done.
Huang Taiji also noticed this strangeness, just because he was not under the direct oppression of the old man, so he could still maintain some dignity of the emperor. He only felt that a powerful force was invading his brain, making it impossible for him to have any other thoughts except the old man's words.
???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Not even fear.
Huang Taiji thought of the time when he chased and killed Lin Danhan into the grassland, and faced the vast grassland where the sky and the earth were connected. He also had the same feeling.
"I know there are people who want to change destiny," the old man stared at Huang Tianba, "but I can't let such people who rebel against the gods succeed! I want you to tell that person that anyone who dares to kill my blood will be killed. If you pay the price, you will have to bear the wrath of Changshengtian!"
Huang Tianba moved his lips, tried hard to straighten his tongue, and spit out one word: "Yes"
"Go!" The old man slapped his horse-headed staff hard.
A circle of red light lit up from the bottom of the long staff and gradually spread. Just between breaths, the ground was filled with red light. Huang Yuanba looked at the red light on the ground in horror. He felt his feet tremble and his whole body seemed to be pulled in by the ground. Finally, he let out an extremely frightened scream.
The red light suddenly exploded, piercing everyone present and had to close their eyes, and their eyes were still bright red like blood.
When the blood color gradually dissipated, everyone slowly opened their eyes. The old beggar and Huang Yuanba had already disappeared.
Huang Taiji sat blankly on the sweat seat, and it took a long time before he heard a "click".
This voice seemed to unlock a lock in his heart, causing him to gasp heavily and sweat pouring down from him in an instant. Not only was he, the King of Khans, like this, but even the elite guards who had experienced hundreds of battles were no different. Some even fell to their knees on the ground and vomited.
Huang Taiji did not blame the personal guard who had soiled his carpet. He barely held up his collapsed body, stood up, and shouted: "Here comes someone!"
There were two pops outside the door, which was the sound of the guard falling to the ground.
Huang Taiji closed his eyes slightly, and when the strength in his body recovered a little, he said: "Go and call Bakshi."
Bakshi means "master" in Mongolian. For the Jianzhou gangsters with extremely low levels of education, as long as they know how to read, they can be respected as "Bakshi". However, the guards all knew that if Huang Taiji said "Bakshi", it would only be the old man who was regarded as a treasure.
Erdeni.
Erdeni, who has lived in Ying'e, Dudu, has a surname of Nalan and is a native of Zhenghuang Banner. In his early years, he followed the Qing Taizu Nurhachi in the south and north wars. Because he was proficient in Mongolian, Chinese, and Korean, his main responsibility was "Recording Classics and Examples", so he was given the title "Bakshi".
In order to strengthen the sense of national existence, Nurhaci ordered Erdeni to create the Jurchen script.
The Jurchens once used a script that imitated Chinese and Khitan in the early Ming Dynasty, but no one recognized this script in the middle of the Ming Dynasty. Later, Mongolian script was used to write the Jurchen language. This resulted in the Jurchens who did not understand Mongolian being unable to read. It was Erdeni who used Mongolian characters, combined with Jurchen pronunciation, and connected them into sentences to create the "Old Manchu" that can be understood from the text.
In addition, Erdeni also started to translate many Chinese works into this Jurchen script. In the eyes of Huang Taiji, he was a "treasure" as his name suggests.
The old Erdeni is unwilling to join the army, but he is from the Zhenghuang Banner, and Huang Taiji is the leader of the Two Yellow Banners, and is his "master" in the true sense. As a slave, Erdeni knew his status very well and would never be presumptuous just because he had something in his head that other Jurchens did not have.
??Especially because he has died once.
Eight years ago, Erdeni was discovered by Nurhaci for hiding jewelry. In a rage, Nurhachi ordered him and his wife to be killed. It was Huang Taiji, who was still Baylor at the time, who secretly found a head with a similar appearance and sent it to him, thus saving his life.
"Master," Erdeni called Qian, "I don't know if I want to recruit slaves late at night. What are your orders?"
Huang Taiji knew that Baksh had gone to bed early, so he couldn't care less at the moment, and said, "Baksh, have you ever heard of Borzigit's Agula?"
Erdeni lowered his head slightly and did not speak for a long time, which even made Huang Taiji think that he had fallen asleep standing up.
"My slave knows him." Erdeni finally spoke, his voice trembling.
"Oh?" Huang Taiji suddenly became interested: "Tell me, Ben Khan, what kind of person is he?"
Erdeni raised his already cloudy eyes and asked without answering: "How did the master think of asking him?"
"Because he came just now." Huang Taiji shuddered as he recalled the situation just now.
Erdeni seemed to be even more stimulated, and was trembling all over. He even forgot about his duty as a slave and raised his head to look at Huang Taiji: "He's here? Is he here in person?"
Huang Taiji calmed down and described the old man who just called himself Agula to Erdeni.
¡°But is there a horse-headed cane?¡± Erdeni asked.
"Exactly," Huang Taiji said anxiously, "Baksh tell Ben Khan quickly, who is this man? Why does Baksh know him? Why can he make even Ben Khan's bravest Bagala unable to compete? "
"Because" Erdeni raised his hand to wipe away the sweat on his forehead, "He is the mountain. It is a mountain that is beyond the reach of mortals!"
Huang Taiji leaned forward and asked, "Is he Zhezhe's father?"
Zhezhe is the daughter of Manggusi, the great lord of Mongolia's Horqin tribe. She married Huang Taiji's wife at the age of sixteen. On the occasion of the wedding, Huang Taiji led his men from the city of Hetuala and traveled more than 300 miles north to the mountain city of Huerqi in Huifabu, where they killed cattle and sheep to hold a grand wedding ceremony and wedding ceremony. In the eleventh year of Tianming, Huang Taiji succeeded to the throne of Khan and named Zhezhe the "Great Fortune Jin". After her death, people could only call her Queen Xiaoduanwen.
Zhezhe, whose surname is Borzigit.
Erdeni shook his head: "He is the uncle of Manggus's great-grandfather."
Huang Taiji calculated Mang Gusi's age and exclaimed in surprise: "How could someone live so long?" For the Jurchens whose average life span is less than thirty years old, Nurhachi, as a god descended from heaven, is already considered extremely long-lived. Yes. It is difficult for them to understand that there are people who can live beyond a hundred years.
In fact, Agula, as the uncle of Manggusi's great-grandfather, is at least 140 years old. This number even exceeded Huang Taiji's imagination.
"Why have I never heard of such a long-lived treasure among people?" Huang Taiji was confident that he had read many books and could not help but believe that he had never heard of such a shining person.
"I'm afraid even Manggusi's father doesn't know him." Erdeni salivated from the corner of his mouth. He was so old that he couldn't even speak.Drooling often occurs during the period. However, at this moment, he didn't bother to wipe it. He just took a breath and said: "When he was very young, he followed a shaman to the depths of the grasslands and deserts, serving the Immortal Sky wholeheartedly."
The question once again returned to Huang Taiji¡¯s previous focus: ¡°How do you know him.¡±
"Replying to my master," Erdeni lowered his head, but there was a hint of escape in his voice, "When I was young, I was fortunate enough to study with him for three years."
Huang Taiji looked at the old Bakshi again, stepped down from the Khan's seat in two steps, stepped forward and held Erdeni's hand: "This Khan wants to find him."
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Huang Yuanba lost consciousness in the red light. When he woke up, he found himself in a vast grassland, surrounded by cold wind and howling wolves with murderous intent.
As the number one talisman master in the world, Huang Yuanba quickly took the talisman in his hand and looked around, looking for the monster that he could not resist at all. In the end, he found nothing. After carefully recalling the strange situation just now, he felt that his head was a little mushy: That man is so powerful, if he wants to cause trouble for the kindhearted people, why not just go to Daling River City? Why would you leave yourself in such a horrible place?
¡ª¡ªWell, yes! He actually doesn't know where the honest guy is!
Huang Yuanba¡¯s careful thinking quickly came to a conclusion that seemed quite reliable: he was playing the trick of knowing the way, and when I really went to find Hou Yaodao, he would follow me there. However, he missed one thing. I know that 80% of Houyao Dao is in Dalinghe, but with Houyao Dao's nature of not following the routine, it is likely to fall into the "20%".
Huang Yuanba sat down on the spot, ignoring the dew on the night grass that wet his trousers, and secretly thought: I want to gain the merits of Conglong Zhongxing. Even if I don't take a boat with Hou Yaodao, I will never look at the Ming Dynasty. The border fell. It seems that I can¡¯t go to Daling River. Not only is Daling River impossible to go, but even Shanhaiguan is a bit too eye-catching. If we lure this monster there, it will probably cause serious trouble.
Huang Yuanba thought for a moment and thought of returning to Maoshan first. I think that the master wants to bring bad luck to the kind person, and he is absolutely not willing to waste time in an irrelevant place.
¡ª¡ªWait!
Huang Yuanba was about to crush the city-returning talisman and fly back to Maoshan, when he suddenly thought: So what if I return to Dalinghe? If the kind man is not there, the master may not destroy the city. Otherwise, why would he have been there two years ago? Taking advantage of last year's Huang Taiji attack on Beijing, wouldn't it be the end if they just demolished the capital? If the honest man was in Daling River, he would probably kill the honest man alone. Hey, since that demon is confident that he will change his destiny against the will of heaven, why not see how great his fortune is?
The talisman master made up his mind, changed a talisman, pinched it lightly, and suddenly a blue light surrounded him, wrapping him up into the sky and flying towards the east.
Just where Huang Yuanba was just now, an old man slowly emerged from the shadow. The old man's eyes were red, like two red lights in this dark world.
Agula looked up at the direction in which the meteor was going, and took steps to catch up. Every step he took was senile, as if he might fall over at any moment. However, the scenery on both sides of him flashed backwards at high speed. This leisurely speed was close to the fastest speed of Qian Yiqun's ringing, wind walking, and leaping skills.
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Huang Yuanba¡¯s return talisman is not to return to Daling River City, but to the Jurchen camp. After he was kidnapped, his tent was empty.
No one thought he would have the guts to come back here again.
Because no one believes that there are people who would risk their lives for the sake of money and throw themselves into danger.
It was precisely this idea that allowed Huang Yuanba to successfully obtain his Qiankun bag, Taoist robes, and some painted talismans. He tidied up everything in the tent openly and walked out of the tent.
These days, he has been in and out of the Jurchen camp several times, and has been recognized by the Jurchens. Not many people knew that the Great Khan wanted to arrest him, and more people bowed politely when they saw him.
Huang Yuanba responded one by one, and when he reached a place where the patrol could not see him, he quickly cast out the Earth Escape Talisman, sank into the ground and headed straight towards Daling River City.
When he came out of the soil, he suddenly felt a chill on his neck, and a white blade fell on his neck.
"Aha!"
A voice that made Huang Yuanba disgusted, hated, feared, expected, and confused sounded from behind him.
The person who can make him so complicated is naturally the kind man Qian Yiqun.
"Why did Huang Daozhang come now?" Qian Yiqun saw Huang Yuanba, put away the Jie Yin Sword in his hand, and said, "You should have arrived two days earlier than me, right?"
Huang Yuanba gave a false alarm, turned around and said without concealing his ferocious face: "It's all your fault! My ten thousand taels of silver are now in vain, will you replenish it for me!"
?"I thought you took it when you came back." Qian Yiqun said nonchalantly.
He really doesn't care.
Anyway, even if Huang Yuanba got the money, he would not give him even a penny.
"That man Huang Taiji must have seen that you didn't come before he would give it to me!" Huang Yuanba spat, "You're so picky!"
"Okay, okay," Qian Yiqun said with a smile, "Does money still mean anything to you? Let's go see Marshal Zu first. Maybe he is willing to buy your talisman to enrich Guan Ningjun. In this way, you It¡¯s not a loss either.¡±
Huang Yuanba saw the patrolling soldiers walking around and didn't mind at all that he had suddenly emerged from the earth. He knew that Qian Yiqun had opened their eyes to them and the earth escape technique could no longer satisfy their needs. Feeling curious. Thinking of this, he felt a little disappointed, and he thought to himself: The only way is to go see those Qiu Ba first to see if he can make up for the loss of these ten thousand taels. Well, I want to be reborn from Long Zhongxing. Well, I¡¯ll give them a 50% discount.
Huang Yuanba made up his mind and followed Qian Yiqun to the government office.
Qian Yiqun seemed to be really relieved about him and asked some questions about the city return talisman. However, Huang Yuanba hated him so much that he was reluctant to sell to him even if he could make money.
¡ª¡ªUnless you pay five times the price!
Huang Yuanba said with hatred in his heart.
"By the way," Qian Yiqun suddenly stopped, "Just now I felt a very powerful force suddenly coming from Jiannu's camp. What's going on?"
"Huh? Did you feel it too?" Huang Yuanba asked with interest.
"Haha, it's like the sun has risen in the dark night, how could you not feel it." Qian Yiqun looked at Huang Yuanba, "It can't be some kind of talisman of yours, right? Stop hiding it, tell it and listen, maybe I will pay a big price!"
"You want to know?" Huang Yuanba narrowed his eyes, "First quote a price. If Master Tao thinks it's a good deal, he will naturally tell you everything."
"The Book of Immortals," Qian Yiqun said generously, "It's just a fragment."
Huang Yuanba was shocked by these three words, and thought to himself: I really want to see the reality of this Immortal Traveling Book. If you can travel to Taixu, it is not considered a Taoist practice. But this remnant
"Should I change it?" Qian Yiqun said, "I don't think you can create such a powerful aura. You won't lose the remaining part. What if chance and coincidence allow you to succeed?"
"Okay." Huang Yuanba thought to himself: You don't have a few good days anyway, so it doesn't hurt to tell you first.
He gloated about what happened in the Jurchen camp just now and gave a detailed speech. (To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature, the novels will be better and updated faster!) - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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