little emperor of Ming Dynasty

Chapter 258 Fate
"What did you say?" There was a startled and angry slap from inside the golden tent, followed by a crisp clang, as if something had hit the ground, several guards outside the tent looked at each other, and one of them couldn't hold back his breath after all. I couldn't help opening the tent door and looking in... I saw the bitter and pungent smell of medicine in the tent, and a piece of broken porcelain explained the origin of the crisp sound just now.

Half up, Qing Jia stared angrily at Lin Poluo, her skinny face was full of shock, anger and disbelief, she suddenly reached out and thumped the soft couch with a low voice. He shouted, "Are you crazy?"

Seeing that his father was very angry, his originally bad complexion turned sallow like ginger, panting like a bellows by the stove, Lin Polo felt regretful in his heart, and lowered his voice involuntarily, almost begging: " Ama, right now is indeed a rare golden opportunity, whether we Haixi Jurchen can grow from this, all depends on this."

"A good opportunity? A good opportunity!" Qing Jia was trembling with anger, suppressing the anger in her heart forcefully, and snorted: "Tell me, what kind of good opportunity is it that makes you so suddenly mad?"

I have to say that my father's words were quite harsh, and Lin Polo lowered his eyelids, and said patiently: "Ama, in recent years, Daming's officials have been corrupt, and the frontiers have been neglected. All kinds of chaos have occurred frequently, which is already a sign of chaos! Our world I live in Liaodong, but I have been bullied and persecuted by them several times! But even a humble messenger under Uncle Ning Yuan dares to act recklessly in front of me!" At this point, the originally low voice gradually became louder, which also brought On the sonorous iron intention of some gold and iron horses.

Qing Jia stared at him angrily, the astonishment on his face was far greater than the anger, and there were faint tears in his sickly eyes.

"At this moment, all the domestic soldiers of the Ming Dynasty will be assembled by the Yalu River. It is really a golden opportunity for us!" After saying this, Lin Polo, who was completely excited, couldn't help but stood up, stretched out his hand and pointed outward, "As long as they cross the river to fight, we can send troops to take Liaodong first and kill Li Chengliang. From then on, the foundation will be settled. One day, our Yehe tribe will march on the southern border and compete in the Central Plains."

Lin Polo, with a smile on his face and sparkling eyes, thought that his words in this long speech would be enough to impress his father, but unexpectedly, the facts speak louder than words. After he finished speaking, he saw that his father was still It was an iron blue face, and Lin Polo suddenly felt an inexplicable anger in his heart, and there was no anger in his voice: "Ama?"

"Don't call me Ama, I don't have such a foolish son as you!" Finally, Qingjia couldn't help but burst into anger, and the thick veins on his forehead bulged up. At this moment, he didn't have the slightest sign of being seriously ill or dying. , glared at Lin Polo viciously, and roared loudly: "What you said is not a peerless opportunity, but a peerless murderous opportunity to ruin our Yehe clan!"

Lin Polo, who was lowering his head, suddenly raised his head, his eyes were full of rebelliousness, and he retorted loudly: "Ama, you are already old, so you don't have to worry about these things anymore, everything is up to you. Can you do it for your son? Our Haixi Jurchens have been huddled in a corner for many years. If we don’t seize this opportunity, I’m afraid we will have to stay here to herd sheep for the rest of our lives. Suppression and extortion, I've had enough of this kind of life!" The first half of the sentence is still pleading, but the second half of the sentence is already a decisive decision that will never turn back.

Sensing Lin Polo's fierce and fierce fighting spirit, Qing Jia's face turned from livid to white as snow, and his body without the support of his anger finally limp on the soft couch, his voice was so weak that it was almost inaudible: "One faction Nonsense, put the cart before the horse! The enemy in front of us is not Daming, but Jiannu! If you send troops here to attack Ming, you won’t be afraid that Nuerhachi will bring people to steal your way!"

Lin Polo was not surprised at Qing Jianu's statement, and smiled calmly: "Don't worry, Ama, the son you can think of will naturally want it and think more thoughtfully. The relationship between Jiangou and Li Chengliang The relationship has always been close. This time Zhengchao Shuerhaqi brought people to help. My son, let’s tell Ama the truth. Let’s take the troops to conquer Liaodong directly. Jiangou is not in a hurry. If he dares to come, it’s just right Annihilate them on the spot." After saying these words, Lin Poluo couldn't help laughing wildly, indescribably complacent, as if everything had been won.

Qing Jia, who was lying on the couch, stared angrily at this completely unfamiliar son, the anger and surprise at first had all subsided, and what was left at this moment was not only disheartened, but also deep sadness.A few turbid tears rolled out of the sunken eye sockets, and he sighed, "If you attack Jiannu, I will support you with all my strength, but if you attack Daming, have you ever thought about your brother Lin Jiluo? By doing so, how will he treat himself in Mingchen's eyes by the prince's side?"

His father's words hit Lin Polo's heart heavily like a hammer, so that when he saw his tearful father just now, the guilt and uneasiness in his heart disappeared instantly, his eyes turned red because of jealousy, The corner of his mouth twitched slightly, and he breathed straight into his chest. He couldn't help laughing and said: "It turns out that Lin Jiluo is the only one in Ama's heart, but not our Yehe family? If he hadn't been taken to Longhu Mountain by Daoist Chongxu since he was a child Xueyi, the position of Khan King, has it been passed on to him long ago?"

Qing Jia was so angry that her hands and feet were cold, she sank and trembled, stretched out a finger vigorously, pointed at him slightly and said: "You... Presumptuous!"

It's useless to say this, the atmosphere in the tent was almost frozen, Lin Polo didn't want to stay here for a minute, so he took a few deep breaths, knowing that if he stayed any longer, he would definitely go crazy, Glancing at the ashen-faced father, feeling a little regretful and sad, he sighed and slowed down his voice: "The son didn't mean to offend, and it's not worth it to get angry. Let's talk about this later. Please rest at ease, Ama."

Qing Jianu couldn't say anything for a long time, and there was only his panting voice in the tent. Lin Boluo strode to the door of the tent, and when he was about to lift the tent to go out, he finally couldn't help turning his head and said: "Ama, don't worry, you are still the Khan King of our Yehe tribe. I will not go against your will if you don't want to. But my son, please think about it carefully. This time, our Yehe tribe really made a mistake. Shiliangji." After glancing at the indifferent Qing Jianu, he blurted out the words that had been suppressed in his heart: "Could it be that in father's heart, there is only one Nalin Jiluo? The future of our entire Yehe tribe is not as good as yours Is a son of yours important!"

Qing Jia closed his eyes tiredly, the shock and anger just now had exhausted all his little physical strength, and now he couldn't even move his little finger, "You go, I'll think about it..."

Never expecting that his father would say such a thing, Lin Polo was both surprised and delighted: "Ama..."

Qing Jianu turned around with all her strength, her voice was like a silk thread but extremely firm: "Get out!"

Seeing his father like this, Lin Polo didn't dare to stay any longer, hesitated to speak for several times, finally sighed, turned around and stepped out of the tent, and left dejectedly.

A few soldiers sneaked in nervously, trying to clean up the mess on the ground.But he heard King Khan's feeble voice on the couch: "There's no need to clean up, go and ask Daoist Chongxu to come and say that I have something to say."

The little soldier had been waiting close to him, so he could hear that King Khan's voice was quite different from before. Before he could react, he heard Jia angrily shout: "Hurry up!"

Only then did Xiao Bing reflect, and hurriedly said: "Yes, I'll go right away." Turning around, he ran out of the tent and was about to get on his horse, when his eyes suddenly blurred, and a breeze blew past his ears, bringing a cool feeling He couldn't help shivering, when he raised his head and looked around, he found no one was there, so he spit on the ground boldly, and said, "It's really fucking evil." After finishing speaking, he went to The tent in front galloped away.

Qing Jia was lying on the soft couch in anger, only to feel the soreness in the bones of her body coming out from the cracks, her eyes turned black, and she couldn't help coughing violently, suddenly felt something dripping from the corner of her mouth, stretched out her hand Wipe it, only to find that one hand is full of blood.

Staring blankly at the blood on his hand, feeling the fishy sweetness coming from his throat, Qing Jianu's heart is more awake than ever, his time limit has come, and the time left really won't be too much...

At this moment, a breeze suddenly came from inside the tent.

Qing Jianu, who was in a daze, suddenly came back to his senses, and then smiled: "It really is you, old friend, you should have come a long time ago."

Laughter stopped and the wind stopped, and he let out a soft laugh, as if he hadn't thought of self-deprecating, he let out a chuckle: "You are indeed a hero of the generation, although you are old and sick, but your mind is not confused at all. I really admire you, Haixi Among the four Jurchen novels, Ye He is the only one who stands out, which is really not a coincidence."

Qing Jia burst out laughing angrily, not knowing the strength, but forced herself to sit up, such a simple movement already made him sweat profusely, "I understand your thoughts, but mine My son, Nalin Polo, is not a brainless person, so your provocations are probably in vain, he is stunned right now, but I believe that after a while he will eventually understand that your calculations are doomed to be in vain."

"You actually know that I did it?" Daoist Chongxu was stunned for a moment.

Qing Jia shook her head angrily and smiled bitterly: "Who else could it be if it wasn't you? Isn't that great ambition just now what you have been pursuing all your life? It's just that I didn't expect that one of my sons would be taken away by you, and this is the only son left." You are still unwilling to let him go, insisting on using him as a sharp knife in your hand to make meritorious service for killing people, your heart can be regarded as cruel and poisonous."

Daoist Chongxu stared at Qing Jianu at this moment, the person in front of him was like a candle in the wind, only a little spark was left, and he could be wiped out with just a breath, suddenly smiled wryly: "It really is You are old and smart, you see through everything, but you may not be the same as you." Sighing, he said leisurely: "Do you think I provoked your son Fa Ming? If you really think so, then you are wrong. La."

"There's no need to play tricks on me anymore." Qing Jia smiled angrily, calmly and with a hint of pride: "When I first met you decades ago, I knew that you were a hundred times smarter than me. But this time you can't hide it from me. Polo and Nalinjiro are the best brothers, blood is thicker than water, he is not someone who ignores his brothers, no matter how perfect your plan is, I am afraid that you did not think of this."

Almost looking at him with disdainful eyes, Daoist Chongxu suddenly turned his back and laughed lowly, the huge figure was like a ferocious dancing phantom constantly changing and magnifying on the surrounding walls, Qing Jia was furious The smile on his face remained undiminished, but his body was already crumbling.

"You really don't know your son! I just put everything I know in front of him; and he just made a decision that no one with a little ambition would refuse!" Speaking of which, Chongxu laughed out of contempt: "There is nothing like a father to know a son, you are right, then Lin Polo will definitely not put his brother in danger."

Qing Jia, who had changed color again, laughed extremely happily, her eyes full of pride.

Daoist Chongxu suddenly turned around, his eyes suddenly lit up with a strange light, extremely dangerous and terrifying, Qing Jianu frowned instantly when he felt something was wrong, a shadow appeared in his heart: "You ... What other conspiracy?"

Looking at the vigilant Qing Jianu, Daoist Chongxu's eyes were full of mockery: "Old friend, your time is running out, let's get to know each other once, when I was seriously injured and hid outside the pass, if you hadn't saved me, I would have Not today, today I will tell you the truth, so that you can leave with peace of mind."

Being gripped by a huge fear, Qing Jia was so nervous that she was almost out of breath, and her eyes widened fiercely: "What are you going to say?"

Reverend Chongxu couldn't help smiling: "You're right, that Lin Polo can't hurt that Lin Jiluo, but what if that Lin Jiluo isn't that Lin Jiluo?" Reverend Chongxu's tone changed Weird and unpredictable, "So old friend, you can go there with peace of mind. Daming cannot escape from this war, neither can Ye Hebu, nor can your two sons escape."

Under Qing Jianu's unbelievable eyes, Chongxu Daoist turned his back and let out a gloomy and cold low laugh...Qing Jianu suddenly stretched out his hand, beat his chest hard several times, spurting out a mouthful of hot blood far away, His whole body fell down lightly like burnt paper ash.

"This is fate, or fate. No matter what the ending is, it must be very exciting... It's a pity that you are not lucky enough to see it."

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