Chapter 198 The poor dagger shows hidden evil intentions

After Prince Zhongchun received the military intelligence report.

Immediately arrange for the Liaodong Town army to rush to the Acropolis.

Just because he was worried about the safety of Jia Cong, Tu Xun and others, he simply led the army here in person.

It was just when he led the army to the Acropolis.

The war has stopped, a complete victory has been achieved, and the harvest has been fruitful!

Jia Cong smiled and said: "Uncle, you came just in time."

"We got this guy!"

Prince Zhongchun pulled the rat tail braid and looked at it carefully.

He raised his head and laughed: "Hahahahaha!"

"This guy's worth is not low!"

Jia Cong's eyes flashed with golden light, and this Ye He Dabeile instantly became a golden man made of gold.

"How much silver can I exchange for?"

Prince Zhongchun smiled and said: "Ten thousand taels of gold, five thousand war horses, countless cattle and sheep, and ginseng skins!"

"I can trade it for this guy!"

Ye Heda Beile's face was ashen: "Shameless!"

"This is the lion's opening!"

"Father Khan will not give it to you Nanbarbarians!"

Prince Zhongchun sneered: "If you don't agree to the exchange, you will die!"

"But, I heard that your father Khan still values ​​your stick!"

"Why did you dare to come here and die last night with only 20,000 troops?"

It's okay if he doesn't ask, just ask.

Yehe Dabeile is getting more and more angry!

Continuously struggling on the ground!

"This cunning Nanman deceived me!"

"He said everyone from Beijing is trash!"

"The Acropolis is rich in food and grass!"

It is extremely cold outside the customs this winter, and the white hairy wind often lasts for ten days.

The area around Liaodong Town is pretty good, but it gets colder further north.

Nala's four provinces are close to food and grass, and there is not much food available at the horse market.

Only then was he bewitched by this great Chu man and rashly sent troops to defend the city.

Only then did Prince Zhongchun cast his gaze on the big Chu man's face.

"Huh?"

Just as he was about to speak, he felt Jia Cong gently tug on his sleeve.

"Uncle, I can use this person."

Jia Cong stood on tiptoes and lowered his voice in Prince Zhongchun's ear.

"Also, this guy is definitely not a spy we sent out!"

Prince Zhongchun nodded slightly and said with a smile: "Uncle, do you want someone to help you?"

Jia Cong shook his head: "No, I have a way."

The interrogation and confession methods used by Prince Zhongchun were all passed down by Jia Cong.

Of course he doesn't need the help of Prince Zhongchun's people.

Prince Zhongchun asked about the situation of the battle last night, ordered Shen Ling and Fang Yu to count the military merits, and arranged for someone to return to Beijing to report.

Then he said: "Cong'er, Xun'er, Youlu, you can still stay in Liaodong for ten days."

"In ten days, follow me back to Beijing!"

Jia Cong opened his mouth wide: "Ah? Why did you return to Beijing so early?"

He originally planned to go into the depths of the White Mountains and black waters after spring to search for the descendants of Tunguska wild boar skins.

Those people have always been in his heart and will never be forgotten.

Compared with the Nala tribe and the Sochuro tribe, the Aixinjueluo tribe is the most serious problem!

Prince Zhongchun smiled and said: "Your ninth uncle is worried, so he asked me to take you back to the capital to worship your ancestors."

"I haven't returned to Beijing for three years, so I just want to go back together this time."

Jia Cong asked: "What about Uncle Shen and Uncle Niu? Aren't they going back to Beijing?"

Prince Zhongchun said: "They will stay in Liaodong for the first half of the year and change their defense tomorrow summer."

Tu Xun scratched his hair: "Then can I..."

Prince Zhongchun didn't wait for Tu Xun to finish speaking, then reached out and patted him on the back of the head!

"You don't have to think about it. You will prepare for your wedding when you return to Beijing!"

"Speaking of which, your unmarried little wife is a perfect match for you!"

Jia Cong chuckled.

He quickly asked: "Did Sister-in-law Lai Xun sneak out again?"

Prince Zhongchun couldn't help laughing: "This time I sneaked into Tongzhou and was caught back by Xiao Qi himself!"

"Yes, where is that bastard Hou Xiaokang?"

"Let him come here!"

Jia Cong quickly ordered Wu She to call Hou Xiaokang.

The battle last night went very smoothly.

Niu Jizong, Liu Fanghou, Xiaokang and others followed the second batch of soldiers who went out to fight and picked up many heads.

These are all military achievements.

It’s certain that my title will be raised once I return.

When Hou Xiaokang came in, he first met Prince Zhongchun, and then met with Shen Lingfang, who commanded the apostles to pay tribute.

Prince Zhongchun laughed and scolded: "Lao Hou, your Duke Xiuguo Mansion is a sieve?!"

"Your niece, the Kong girl, ran away one after another?!"

Hou Xiaokang's head was buzzing: "What? Mingxia girl ran away again?"

On the day they left Beijing, Kong Mingxia, her disciple Jia Cong and others all ran to the capital camp.

He was laughed at by Niu Jizong and others all the way.

How many days have you been in Liaodong?

That little girl ran away again?

Where did you get so bold?

Hou Xiaokang turned around and raised his hands to his apprentice: "Master, I beg you, please return to Beijing quickly..."

Tu Xun's long reflex arc reared its head again.

Hanhan asked: "Uncle, Mingxia ran out because she wanted to fight. What does it have to do with me returning to Beijing..."

Jia Cong covered Tu Xun's mouth and sighed softly.

"Brother Xun, are you going to get married when you return to Beijing?"

Tu Xun blinked his big eyes and nodded.

"Then let's get married. You are getting married. Can Sister-in-law Xun still run away?"

Tu Xun scratched his hair and laughed: "That's true..."

Shen Ling found it funny.

"Your Majesty, didn't you arrange the troops to ambush and occupy the high ground to intercept last night? Didn't you do it in an orderly manner?"

"Why do you get confused when talking about wedding?"

Jia Cong let go of his disciple's coffin and spread his hands.

"Uncle Shen, uncle, you have to get used to it..."
To be continued...