Rongqing Hall.

After receiving the report from the maids below, Jia Mu sat on the chair in the main hall, waiting quietly for Jia Jing and Daiyu to come to serve tea.

After a while, the curtain in front of the hall was lifted by the maids.

Jia Jing supported Lin Daiyu and walked in slowly.

When she saw Lin Daiyu walking, Jia Mu didn't know what had happened.

Although she was quite happy with the love between the two, looking at Lin Daiyu's delicate and powerless appearance, Jia Mu felt very distressed.

Immediately, Jia Mu advised: "Brother Jing, you are newlyweds and you are inevitably greedy for a while. This is normal. But Daiyu is weak, so you should be more pity!"

In a word, Jia Jing and Lin Daiyu both blushed, and Lin Daiyu hid directly behind Jia Jing and refused to come out.

Jia Jing blushed and replied awkwardly: "Yes, grandson understands!"

In the subsequent tea ceremony, Jia Mu thought of Daiyu's body, and did not even ask Daiyu to kneel down to serve tea, but just stood and brought the tea over.

After celebrating tea at Jia Mu and receiving two more red envelopes, the two went to Jia Sheyuan again.

Jia She and his wife were also waiting for Jia Jing Daiyu's arrival.

Seeing the two of them coming, they immediately called to kowtow and worship tea.

After drinking Lin Daiyu's tea, Jia She gave him a big red envelope and left in a hurry. Mrs. Xing also gave Lin Daiyu a complete set of gold faces.

After being pulled by Mrs. Xing for a long time, Jia Jing and Lin Daiyu were able to say goodbye and leave.

After finishing the etiquette of ceremonies of tea, Lin Daiyu returned to the marquis' mansion with Jia Jing. After rushing to eat some food, she was so tired that she went back to her room to take a break...

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In the north of the Seitun, Kalaqin tribe.

In the scattered tent group, a huge golden tent stands in the middle of many tents.

This is the golden tent of the Khan of the Tatar court.

Khan Molun sat on the top of the tent, with two grand sages, Bolai and Maoriya on both sides, and under them were Chahar, Tumot, Korqin, Ordos and Asu.

Sitting on the top, Moron took the lead and spoke:

"Before ten days, the three major camps of Kyoto and the 12th Regiment camps from the Great Zhou Dynasty, and 200,000 troops came straight to our Urianha area. How should we deal with it? I would like to ask the Grand Tutor and the leaders to come up with a charter!"

"What else do you need to use for this?" The leader of the Tumot tribe spoke below and said: "The Great Zhou was heading for the three guards of Urianha. When the three guards surrendered, whoever benefited from it would work today. This is the fairest thing. Do you think it is?!"

"Yes, that's the reason!" The leader of the Asubu tribe wore a burgundy gold pattern hat and responded, "Anyway, I, Asubu tribe, didn't even see a single hair!"

The Ordos tribe also said: "Whoever says it is not, weapons, armor, soldiers, food, horses, salt and tea are all in their hands, and we will do our best to cheer and shake the flag for them!"

For a moment, half of the tribal leaders in the big tent decided to watch the wall, and the atmosphere instantly became cold.

Bolai secretly signaled Moron, but Moron was still sitting there silently.

Seeing this, Bolai glanced at Moron on his right hand again. Since the three Gury Ha guards were put into operation before the New Year, Moron no longer followed his advice and began to have his own opinions and became increasingly difficult to control.

"Ahem!"

Bolai coughed twice, focusing everyone's attention in the golden tent on himself.

"Dear leaders, I think everyone should understand the principle of losing your lips and cold teeth. Now that the Great Zhou is coming, we can only protect ourselves by working together!"

Maori turned the silver bowl in front of him and said without raising his head: "Everyone can say beautiful words, but the benefits of the three guards of Duoyan have been taken over by you. We all have not eaten mutton, but we will be smeared with a slut. Even if you lose money, you will never do it, right?"

Below, Tumot and several leaders of the Asu tribe also nodded, "What Maurika Taishu said is very much!"

Bolai's expression condensed, "Mauri Hai Tai Shi, you might as well say something!"

He threw the knife in his hand onto the table, and Maorika looked up at Bolai without any hesitation.

"We only have one condition! The weapons, armor and salt tea of ​​the three guards of Duoyan are divided into half!"

Hearing this, Bolai narrowed his eyes slightly, pressed his right hand on the table, leaning forward with a tall and burly body, and a flash of killing intention flashed through his eyes.

This is the center of Kalaqin tribe!

But there was a slight smile on the corner of Maori's mouth, and he looked at him without any hesitation.

The air in the golden tent seemed to be about to solidify...

In the solemn atmosphere, the tribal leader below couldn't help but press his palm on the knife handle at his waist.

The face of Bolai was unstable...

Although with his order, the children in the tribe would rush up and chop the group of scum who were against his family in front of him into meat paste, the 200,000 troops in the Great Zhou were like a mountain, pressing heavily on Bolai's head, making him dare not act rashly.

If there is an internal strife at this time,

I am afraid that the day when the country and the Yuan Dynasty were destroyed is right in front of me!

With a sharp turn of thought, Bo can measure the gains and losses in it.

...

a long time.

"Okay! Just half!"

Bolai said in a deep voice.

In an instant, the tense atmosphere in the golden tent faded away, and even Khan Molun, who was sitting upright, quietly put his heart back into his stomach.

Seeing that the atmosphere in the golden tent was still not so harmonious, Moron immediately smiled and smoothed out:

"The two Taishis must also put state affairs first. The army is approaching, and the two Taishis need to work together!"

Bolai gave Moron a cold look and did not answer the conversation.

"Then let's discuss how to deal with this Great Zhou advance!"

On the other hand, after getting the things, Maorika and others all had a little more smile on their faces.

Half an hour later, many leaders left one after another, and went back to gather the army to gather together, preparing to fight against the 200,000 troops of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

...

After everyone left, Moron leaned leaning against the low-slum in the golden tent, quietly watching the charcoal fire that was constantly tumbling in the brazier in front of him.

I couldn't help but feel a little dazed.

"Moron Khan is worried?"

The one who pulled the brazier in front of Moron was the mysterious man in a black cloak.

"In the past, my army of Mongol Yuan was destroyed by a battle, but the number of soldiers and horses of that person was only less than 30% of us. Now, when I faced the 200,000 army of Great Zhou, how could I not worry?"

As he said that, a young figure wearing a armor appeared in front of Moron, and the flag of generals that were rushing in the wind.

If you accidentally encounter it again on the battlefield...
Chapter completed!