After understanding what Zhang Jiuyan meant, Huang Taiji was not angry about Zhang Jiuyan's killing of the envoy this time.

On the contrary, he was very happy, thinking that this time, the negotiations could extend the time for the two sides to start a war so that he could have more time to prepare.

Seeing the Ming army getting closer, Huang Taiji no longer hesitated and said to Fan Wencheng:

"Sir, Zhang Jiuyan asked Mr. to talk to him. I think he also admires and admires Mr.'s talent.

Since that's the case, I would like to ask Mr. to come and have a trip for my Dajin Foundation. I wonder if Mr. is willing?"

Fan Wencheng looked embarrassed and dared not go.

Fan Wencheng Xin said that Zhang Jiuyan was too moody and killed two groups of envoys in a row. Now he asked the name to go by himself. Who knows what he is doing?

It’s okay to let others do things, let others bear the risks, and hide behind and come up with ideas. It doesn’t matter even if the credit is small.

But you have to do things yourself and bear the risks yourself. These are two completely different problems;

Seeing that Fan Wencheng did not speak or spoke, Huang Taiji couldn't help but feel very disappointed and his face became gloomy.

Huang Taiji said: "What, sir, are you unwilling to work hard for me, Dajin? Is sir, sir, sir, sir, sir, sir, cherish his life?

Could it be that the life of the gentleman is life, and the life of my Dajin Warrior is not life?"

Huang Taiji said such words, which can be said to be extremely serious, and there is no need to say that his anger is angry.

If Fan Wencheng really refused to go, I was afraid that Huang Taiji would be angry and chop him up and feed him to the dog.

"The Khan misunderstood. The slave is just afraid that when he goes this time, there will be no one around him. At that time, he will be afraid that the Khan's major affairs will be delayed even more."

Fan Wencheng said, then changed his mind and continued: "It is better to recommend another person to the slave, and this person will definitely be able to replace the slave."

"No."

Huang Taiji directly interrupted him.

"Sir, this is a negotiation with the Ming army, delaying time and even turning swords into jade. This idea is made by you, Mr.

Now I need a teacher to take action, but he is pushing and hindering. Could it be that Mr. Khan asked me to kneel down and urge me to contribute to my Dajin just now?"

As he said that, Huang Taiji really looked like he wanted to kneel down to Fan Wencheng.

However, Huang Taiji is naturally false, but false.

If Fan Wencheng is not jealous, then he is afraid that in the next second, Huang Taiji will be ordered to kill Fan Wencheng's whole family and chop it up and feed it to the dog.

"Don't dare, don't dare."

Fan Wencheng was startled and hurriedly stopped Huang Taiji's move to kneel down.

It is difficult to ride a tiger, Fan Wencheng had to grit his teeth and said, "The Khan King has ruined his slaves, how dare he refuse? The slave just wants to stay by the Khan King's side and give advice.

Since the current situation is that I need a slave to meet the general of the Ming Dynasty, and the slave should devote himself to his own efforts and die until he dies. How dare the slave dare to be greedy for life and fear death? It is a joke."

"well."

Huang Taiji said two things in a row and sent him on the way to meet Zhang Jiuyan.

Soon, Fan Wencheng and a team of dozens of envoys came to the marching Ming army again.

However, their arrival did not change anything. Should the army go on a rush or rush? It was only at night that the army set up camp and Zhang Jiuyan had time to see him.

"Slave Fan Wencheng, I've seen it,"

"I am not your master, nor a Tartar. I don't need others to call myself a slave."

As soon as they met, Fan Wencheng was about to be polite, but Zhang Jiuyan interrupted him mercilessly, making him blush and ashamed and restless.

Zhang Jiuyan's mouth curled up and showed a sneer, "Fan Wencheng, do you know why I want you to come?"

"The students don't know."

Fan Wencheng was also puzzled about this. The two had no connections at all. He really couldn't understand why Zhang Jiuyan wanted him to be the envoy.

For this reason, Zhang Jiuyan did not hesitate to kill two groups of envoys, and was not afraid that Huang Taiji would take revenge wildly.

Facing Fan Wencheng Qiuzhi's eyes, Zhang Jiuyan smiled slightly and said, "It's nothing, I just want to kill you as soon as possible."

Fan Wencheng was stunned and couldn't react in his head. He didn't expect Zhang Jiuyan to say this.

When he realized it, he was also panicked. At the beginning, he tried hard to hold his airs, but now his hands and feet couldn't help but tremble.

"Master, Dashang, the student has no grudge against you. I wonder why Dashang wants to kill the student?"

"Hahaha,,,"

Responding to him was Zhang Jiuyan's smug laughing, with a loud laugh, which was both penetrating and made Fan Wencheng feel creepy.

Zhang Jiuyan smiled and walked towards Fan Wencheng, and there was an additional sharp sword in his hand.

When Fan Wencheng saw Zhang Jiuyan holding a sword and walking towards him, he knew that Zhang Jiuyan was not good at coming. If he really wanted to kill him, he was so scared that he was sweating all over.

Unable to stop, Fan Wencheng was so scared that he stepped back, but after just two steps back, he was so scared that his legs and feet were not smooth, and he staggered to the ground.

In a very embarrassing situation, Fan Wencheng had no sense of pride when he was with Huang Taiji at this time.

Zhang Jiuyan looked down at Fan Wencheng who was as white as paper on the ground and said:

"Fan Wencheng, if you hadn't sold your country and sought honor and defected to the Tartars, would the Tartars have been here so soon?

I pity my Emperor Taizu founded the prosperous Ming Dynasty and treated his scholars for three hundred years, but he raised you, a ungrateful wolf.

I am also pitiful that Mr. Fan was so worried about the country and the people back then. He was noble and honest, but he did not want future generations, but he had a scum like you."

The Fan Gong mentioned by Zhang Jiuyan was the famous Fan Zhongyan of the Song Dynasty in history.

Fan Zhongyan, such a glorious name, but he didn't want such a person to be like this, among his thousands of descendants, there is such a traitor who sells the country and seeks glory.

If Fan Zhongyan could think of this day, with his warm and caring heart and concern for the country and the people, he would probably never marry him for life to eliminate future troubles.

Zhang Jiuyan's words are full of ridicule and every word is sarcastic, which is ashamed.

But Fan Wencheng is not a shameless person. At this time, he didn't care about anything else, trembling and panic, saying:

"Master, Da Zheng, you can't kill me. If you kill me, who will spread the news for you and the Khan? If you kill me, the Khan will definitely raise troops to retaliate against you."

"Fan Wencheng, Fan Wencheng, you are a knowledgeable person at least. Why do you say things now, but what you say is like a child?"
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