Leading by two tall and mighty black-armored warriors, Su Chonga walked into Zhang Ping'an's tent. Eight huge candles made him look bright for a while before his eyes could adapt to the brightness in the tent. He observed that there was a literati in the tent who was preparing his pen and ink at the desk, which seemed to be recording their conversation. A child about the same age as Zhang Ping'an was standing beside him. Eight powerful and tall black-armored warriors stood in every corner of the tent with their swords. Zhang Ping'an, the commander of the Po Slave Army, was leisurely trimming his nails. Seeing him coming in, he didn't say anything, pointed to the chair in the middle of the tent and signaled him to sit down.

Su Chong'a learned the lesson from the previous fight with Zhang Ping'an, and tried hard to cheer up and prepare to complete the errands assigned by Da Han.

When Zhang Ping'an saw Su Chong'a sitting down, he ordered his personal soldiers to pour a bowl of milk tea for Su Chong'a. He casually said: "Su Chong, is Bai Beile good?"

When Su Chong'a heard this, he admired Huang Taiji's vision very much. Before leaving, Huang Taiji said to him in front of Dahan: Zhang Ping'an is very thoughtful about people's hearts. If you want to ask about trouble, you will ask him first, and you will definitely not ask him how he is.

Su Chong'a followed the countermeasures ordered by Huang Taiji and looked gloomy: "Huang Taiji Beile had long expected Guishuai, and he asked me to give him a message. He was very good, so there was no need for Guishuai to worry about it!"

Zhang Ping'an was shocked when he heard this. It seemed that Huang Taiji was indeed a hero and was difficult to deal with. Zhang Ping'an was still so careless on the surface: "I have occupied Guangning and gained a lot! Otherwise, why would you let me come and give me a gift in the cold weather. It seems that I am in a good mood recently!"

Su Chong'a knew that Zhang Ping'an was talking sarcastic, but now he was asking for it. So he suppressed the anger in his heart and said calmly: "We Khan very much admire the method of using military forces. He specially sent me to bring heavy gifts to your army's garrison. He wanted to talk to you, stop the war and turn the war into jade."

Zhang Ping'an knew from his suppressed angry expression that Su Chong'a was angry. He decided to fill in another fire, so he smiled and despised him: "Will you give me a great gift? This is the funniest thing I heard! Don't gild his face!"

Su Chong'a's face changed drastically and he accused angrily: "Why does Guishou humiliate me so much? If Guishou is also a leader, why is he so narrow-minded!"

Seeing that Su Chong'a was angry, Zhang Ping'an prepared to speak clichés. He speeded up his speech and said loudly: "I have humiliated your old slave again and again. What if I humiliated him again? You have to give me gifts obediently! You go back and tell him that I have received the things, and I think the gifts he gave are too frivolous. You go back and tell the old slave to ask him to prepare ten more such gifts. I also want his concubine Abahai to bring a thousand young Jurchen women to my slave army and be a camp prostitute!"

Su Chong'a was completely angry. He pointed at Zhang Ping'an's nose and cursed: "You, a lowly man! Don't think that you will be complacent if you win a few times. As long as Huang Taiji Beile succeeds in planning, what awaits you will be siege from all sides!"

Zhang Ping'an immediately asked: "Where has Huang Taiji been?"

Su Chong'a unconsciously replied in anger: "Go from Guangning, Duoyan..."

Su Chong'a suddenly woke up and immediately stopped talking.

Seeing that his goal had been achieved, Zhang Ping'an picked up the milk tea and took a sip of pride. He immediately changed the topic: "Su Chong, tell me, the purpose of the old slave asked you to come is not to make peace with me. What does he want?"

Su Chong'a was extremely regretful at this time and was extremely cautious, but Zhang Ping'an took the bottom. He looked gray, trembling all over, and sweating all over his head. He asked in a trembling voice: "We are sweating so hard that we want to ask if Amin Beile is still alive?"

Zhang Ping'an was also very nervous at this time. He saw from Su Chong'a's expression that the Jurchens had invested a lot this time and wanted to completely remove him.

He could not show his timidity in front of Su Chong'a, but he could only keep his charming smile and said lightly: "There is a man named Amin. But he is not very good, not because he is in poor health, but he has a strange disease. If someone wants to shout in Jurchens, Zhang Ping'an is here! He immediately ran to the horse circle and buried himself with horse manure! Is this kind of waste too? "

Su Chong'a's purpose this time was to redeem Amin. He didn't care whether Amin was crazy or not. As long as the person was not dead, being able to redeem was his greatest achievement. So he said, "Your Magistrate! Can I let me meet people? As long as it is him, you can ask for conditions. I will try my best to meet your requirements."

Zhang Ping'an smiled and said, "You can't let others meet you. However, you can let you meet the Jurchens captured with him. If the Jurchens you met say irrelevant words, then he can only be killed in front of you!"

Su Chong'a heard Zhang Ping'an say so confidently, and knew that Zhang Ping'an did not tell lies. So he asked: "You handsome! What are your conditions for redeeming Amin Beile!"

Zhang Ping'an waved his hand: "I am a person who is honest! You see others first, and then talk about other things! You can also go down and think about what conditions to redeem people can impress me! After all, I have spent a lot of effort to raise this useless person! Come on! Take him down and rest!"

Watching Su Chong'a go out, Zhang Ping'an looked at Chen Liang at this time. Then he smiled bitterly: "It seems that there is an explanation for Lord Sun of the Ming Dynasty! Please write a letter to Lord Sun, saying that I will cooperate with Ningyuan to build a city with all my might! Don't let the main force of the Jurchen Tartars get close to Ningyuan."

Chen Liang nodded and admired: "Boss, you are so awesome. You even have such a secret matter as the Jurchen! As for the letter to Lord Sun, I will write it later. What do you think the Jurchens will do!"

Zhang Ping'an glanced at Chen Liang and drank milk tea: "Actually you heard it long ago. Yi'an! Did you hear it?"

Xu Yian said: "Justice Su Chong'a said just now: Huang Taiji went to Duoyan. But Duoyan was crippled by our army. Could he be looking for Lin Danhan?"

"Not bad! Yian can think of this, which means there has been progress! Mr. Chen, what do you think!" Zhang Ping'an nodded with satisfaction.

Chen Liang smiled and modestly: "It's okay for me to come up with ideas in civil affairs. No one can compare to your commander in strategic layout and battlefield layout!"

Zhang Ping'an asked back with some depression: "Why is it me again! You can't think about it for me!"

Chen Liang said seriously: "Master! I guess you have already had a preliminary plan! For the survival of the Po Slave Army, too many people will inevitably be mixed. Too many suggestions will affect your decision!"

Zhang Ping'an immediately started using his power for personal gain: "Okay! During this period, I will discuss other matters except for teaching Jinlang Camp! Wu Qitai asked Long Xiucai to send it! Mr. Chen was worried about the Jurchens. He said that Amin could redeem it and asked them to prepare 150,000 kilograms of iron, 50,000 kilograms of copper, and 100,000 kilograms of*! If they didn't agree, they would say that I had not received the goods in July. Then lower the price and I asked Amin to go back in batches!"

Xu Yian asked in confusion: "Boss! What is going back in batches!"

Zhang Ping'an smiled wickedly: "Just cut off all his hands and feet! Give them one at a time and finally give them the head! They handed over the goods. When Amin returned, in order to prevent him from pretending to be crazy, he broke his tendons and tendons!"

After Zhang Ping'an explained to Xu Yian, he continued his use of power for personal gain: "Mr. Chen, when I was thinking about countermeasures, I must build my coach's mansion in the shortest time! I need a quiet environment to think about countermeasures. Well, build the bedroom and living room first, and I also need a special toilet room. I asked Uncle Sun to burn the floor heating pipes. I need to lay wooden floors in the bedroom. My Uncle Li has prepared for me! Hey hey, Mr. Chen, don't leave! I haven't finished talking yet!"

Chen Liang didn't want to listen to Zhang Ping'an's nonsense. He knew that whenever Zhang Ping'an started talking nonsense, he might have already thought of a countermeasure. All he had to do was to try to meet the personal needs of the Grandmaster. He also knew that Zhang Ping'an was actually a person who likes to enjoy. However, Zhang Ping'an never built his enjoyment outside the scope of the Po Slave Army. On the contrary, Zhang Ping'an revealed to him many times that his biggest hobby was cooking.

Zhang Ping'an looked at the shaking door curtain and turned to ask Xu Yian: "Is my request too much?"
Chapter completed!