Ming Dynasty: Tanks blocked the door and you said to me, "Long live Ming Dynasty"

In this way, there was a reason to attack the city without caring about the Han people!

Chapter 285 Huang Taiji and Xiao Hanbao

The construction of the Shenyang Imperial Palace began in 1625, the tenth year of the Tianming reign, which was also the fifth year of the Tianqi reign.

Now, three years have passed, and only the Daijoden and the Juou Pavilion have been completely completed.

After Nurhaci's death, Huang Taiji did not move into the Da Zheng Hall immediately, but instead began to convert his Fourth Beile Mansion into a new imperial palace.

Today, except for the Chongzheng Hall, Phoenix Tower and Daqing Gate which have been completed and put into use, the rest are mostly still in the state of rough construction.

At this time, Daqing Gate had no other meaning and was merely a word transliterated from Mongolian.

Daicing means warrior.

The sedan stopped outside the Daqing Gate. Oboi lifted the curtain and glared at him unhappily.

"We're here! Why aren't you coming down yet?"

However, Youtong sat in the sedan chair with his eyes closed, not even glancing at him, let alone responding.

Aobai was so angry that he jumped up and cursed: "Your father, are you going to get down or not?!"

Yutong then pretended to have just woken up and asked in a daze, "Where are we?"

Aobai gritted his teeth and spat out three words: "Daqing Gate!"

But after hearing this, Youtong shook his head, snatched the curtain and let it down.

"No more!"

"What the hell is Taiqing Sect? We've never even heard of it!"

"All we know is that when this old slave was alive, he was usually a director at the Daijoden!"

"We are on a diplomatic mission on behalf of the emperor, so only the Daijoden is worthy of our status!"

Oboi was so angry that his teeth were itching, but since Huang Taiji didn't let him take any action, he had to endure it.

However, he could not make the decision on his own about Yutong going to the Da Zheng Hall, so he had to ask Huang Taiji for permission.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Youtong secretly looked through the window and took a closer look inside the Daqing Gate.

When Oboi came back, he deliberately raised his voice and complained inside the sedan chair.

"Pooh......."

"This shabby house dares to be called a palace..."

"It's not even as good as Wang Shiqi's cat bed..."

Oboi took a deep breath, winked at the servants carrying the sedan chair, and then walked towards the Da Zheng Hall without saying a word.

This eunuch!

So vicious!

The Da Zheng Hall is located in the most central part of Shenyang City. On both sides of it, there are ten pavilions, which are called the Ten Kings Pavilions.

They are the Left Wing Royal Pavilion, the Right Wing Royal Pavilion, and pavilions named after the flags of each banner.

Opposite the Daijoden is the East Gate of the Imperial Palace, and there are two music pavilions inside the gate.

When Youtong walked out of the sedan chair, the first thing he saw was Huang Taiji in the Daizheng Hall.

Although this guy had not yet proclaimed himself emperor, nor was he wearing a dragon robe, his bright yellow armor was enough to prove his identity.

Youtong just glanced at him, and then his eyes passed over the Ten Kings Pavilions one by one, and finally pointed at the two music pavilions and shouted at Aobai.

"Do you know why we came here today?"

"Let alone the officials of the Jin Kingdom kneeling to welcome you, where is the music? Where is the dance?"

"How could you be so ignorant of etiquette?"

"How is such behavior different from that of a barbarian? Do you still dream of a long-lasting national prosperity?"

"What are you dreaming about?"

He really wanted Aobai to eat shit, but considering his status, he decided to change the last sentence.

Aobai could no longer suppress the urge to kill in his heart, and with a swish, he drew out the scimitar from his waist.

"Southern Barbarian Boy!"

"How dare you underestimate my Great Jin? You will die here today!"

As he said that, he raised his scimitar and chopped it towards Yutong's head.

But in the next second, an arrow shot out from the Daijoden and knocked his scimitar away.

Oboi turned his head to look at Huang Taiji and growled with an unwilling look on his face.

"Sweat!"

"This little southern barbarian is going too far!"

But Huang Taiji's voice came slowly from inside.

"Do as he wishes!"

Afterwards, to the sound of silk music, a group of Jiannu women came from a distance as if they were performing a shamanic dance.

It was only at this time that Yutong officially stepped onto the steps of the Daijoden.

In the Da Zheng Hall, Huang Taiji sat in the center, and on both sides of him stood Tang Gudai, Tabai, Abatai and other brothers.

After Youtong entered the hall, Huang Taiji asked coldly.

"Ming people, the Emperor of Ming asked you to come here, what does he want?"

"I'm hungry!" Youtong rubbed his stomach and talked about something else.

Huang Taiji was stunned when he heard this: "What did you say?"

Yutong looked at him in surprise: "My family said, I'm hungry! Don't you understand?"

Having said this, he waved his hand and continued in a tone as if he were treating a junior.

"If you have an ear disease, treat it as soon as possible, don't delay!"

"Otherwise, it will be too late to treat it after you become deaf..."

"Oh, by the way, you Jiannu people don't seem to have any decent doctors, only shamans who perform rituals to ward off evil!"

"For the sake of these ears, listen to our advice and surrender!"

"My emperor is wise and has promised to spare your life."

"When the time comes, I will plead for you and ask His Majesty to send two imperial doctors to take a good look at you. Don't dare to delay the treatment of this disease!"

"It's not a good thing to hide your illness and avoid seeing a doctor. Do you understand?"

He spoke very fast, like a machine gun, and didn't give others a chance to interrupt.

Huang Taiji's face was distorted to the extreme, his nails were about to dig into his palms, and he growled, suppressing his anger.

"Is this the etiquette of you southerners?"

"No matter what, this Khan is still the ruler of the Jurchens. Is this how Zhu trains his slaves?"

Being mocked by him, Youtong was not angry at all. Instead, she smiled and took out a cloth bag from her arms.

"Gift? Oh, just a little bit. I really forgot about this!"

"This is a gift my Majesty ordered me to bring you."

As he spoke, he opened the cloth bag layer by layer and handed the contents to Aobai.

Looking at what Oboi presented to him, Huang Taiji was full of questions.

this......

Two pieces of meat in the steamed bun...

A piece of what looked like a castrated pig's testicles.

The other piece looked like pork tenderloin.

What do you mean?

As if seeing his confusion, Yutong kindly reminded him.

"My Majesty has spoken!"

"You are the eighth son of this old slave, so this thing is called..."

"The Emperor of the Ming Dynasty bestowed upon us - Lao Ba's secret hamburger!"

"My Majesty also said so!"

"After eating Lao Ba's secret hamburger, I don't have to worry about my three meals a day."

“Lao Ba’s secret burger is both affordable and filling!”

"Fried marinated eggs, fermented bean curd meat, one bite and you want three more!"

He said it seriously, but when Huang Taiji heard it, it took on a completely different meaning!

He is the Khan of the Jin Dynasty!

But why call this thing "Little Sweat Burger"?

Jiannu eggs!

Captive meat!

"Snapped!"

He picked up the hamburger from Aobai's hand and threw it out of the hall angrily, pointing at Youtong's nose, no longer able to control the anger in his heart.

"The Ming people are going too far!"

"Somebody come!"

"Drag this barbarian eunuch out and skin him alive!"

Chapter 286 The Romance of the Three Kingdoms said that this was an open conspiracy

As soon as he finished speaking, Aobai strode towards Youtong.

But Youtong directly pulled out a fire lighter from his waist and shook the mandarin duck battle jacket filled with gunpowder a few times.

Ignoring the big hand extended by Oboi, he looked at Huang Taiji with a playful expression and said.

"Are you sure..........."

"Are you going to move our house?"

Looking at the black powder spilling from his battle jacket and then looking at the fire lighter in his hand, Huang Taiji's face suddenly turned extremely pale.

"You are crazy!"

Oboi also stopped. He was the closest and saw it clearly. It was gunpowder!

Youtong glanced at Abahai, then strode towards Huang Taiji.

"It doesn't matter whether I'm crazy or not. What matters is that I just told you that I'm hungry!"

Faced with the suicide infantry that were getting closer and closer, Huang Taiji's heart suddenly rose to his throat.

And some of his brothers were so scared that they ran away on the spot.

Damn it!

This Ming man is so cruel!

Seeing how panicked they were, the people beating drums and performing shaman dances outside the temple all stopped at the same time. However, they did not dare to leave without permission and could only stand there trembling.

Inside the hall, Huang Taiji looked at Youtong whose face was almost touching his, jumped up, moved a few steps to the side, and said to Aobai.

"Go, get him something to eat!"

After a cup of tea, Youtong sat on the steps in the hall, gnawing on the roasted lamb leg sent by Aobai, not seeming to worry at all about being poisoned.