The Ming army generals basically agreed with the negotiations on peace talks with the Qing court.

Entering the North Korean war is not a joke. Since the Tartars are asking for peace, they can solve the problem at the negotiating table, so they can avoid sending troops to make trouble. It is considered to be the perfect end of the Northern Expedition.

Chenyang City, the newly listed Protectorate of the East End.

The negotiation place is very spacious, it is the Dazheng Hall on the right side of the former Shengjing Imperial Palace, which was the place where Huang Taiji and the Eight Banners Banners were discussed in the past.

Niu Jinxing felt very unfamiliar with this place, but the two Tartar envoys behind him looked at the hall with a respectful look on their faces and almost knelt in the hall.

Without any nonsense, Niu Jinxing was also a person who had seen big scenes and said directly: "I will not cede land in the Qing Dynasty, and I will not surrender. I will only pay compensation to women, 100,000 taels of silver, and 16 girls. I will pay it in one lump sum. It is not paid every year. You will return it to Jianzhou, which is the ancestral land of Taizu in my dynasty!"

Chen Zhenhui looked surprised and said, "Dare you dare to ask, are you suddenly crazy? My Ming Dynasty tax revenue is more than tens of millions of taels a year, but I lack the 100,000 taels of silver for you?"

Niu Jinxing smiled and said, "Do you love it? This is the conditions for my Qing Dynasty!"

Seeing that the other party was unreasonable, Chen Zhenhui frowned and said, "I want to ask, is it that my Ming Dynasty won this battle, or is it that you won?"

Niu Jinxing said calmly: "I lost in the Qing Dynasty, so what? We can afford to lose!"

Chen Zhenhui and several officials from the Ming Dynasty were very depressed. I don’t know where the genius found by the Qing Dynasty was trying to force himself to the dead end?

An Ming official said: "Since you can afford to lose, just listen to the conditions of my Ming Dynasty. Dorgon went to the imperial title to bow down to my Daming Emperor Tianwu, ceded all the land north of the Datong River in Pyongyang, and compensated me for one million taels of compensation for the Ming Dynasty war!"

Niu Jinxing said decisively: "It is impossible! You Ming Dynasty want my Qing Dynasty's Peace Road, right? You fight, come on!"

An official from the Ming Dynasty said, "Then you have to go back and ask Dorgon, in addition to cede land and complying with him, what other tricks can he do!"

Niu Jinxing said righteously: "You are powerful, but how long can you stretch the front line? How long can you spread the battlefield?"

"Although my Qing Dynasty is weak, my weapons are not as good as human beings, but my Qing Dynasty unites as one, even if I use my flesh and blood to drag you down and you to death!"

Chen Zhenhui was speechless. He had never seen such a shameless person who actually said that the Manchus had such a sense of justice.

If the two Manchu Tartar envoys said this, they would be somewhat moved, applause, or something. The key is that some words actually came from the mouth of a two Tartar!

No matter how you talk, Niu Jinxing looks like a hob. The Qing Dynasty looked like a bullied girl. Seeing that several officials in the Ming Dynasty wanted to kick him.

"So shameless!"

Chen Zhenhui, one of the four young masters of Jinling, is already forty years old. The more you read, the less you lack the aura you were when you were young. If you want to be strong, you will never be strong. After all, military operations are not something he can do.

In the end, Chen Zhenhui left, and the negotiations ended, and they were in a deadlock.

Niu Jinxing was not in a hurry. Instead, he left the Great Protectorate and visited Chenyang City leisurely.

Zhu Cilang was a little surprised when he learned about the negotiations. Unexpectedly, Dorgon sent Niu Jinxing, the two-player, and even used the routine of benevolence, righteousness and morality.

On the second day, the negotiations continued. The Ming Dynasty negotiating team changed a wave of people, and all civil servants were replaced by military generals. The leader was the rough man Li Shaoyou.

At the beginning of the talks, Li Shaoyou curiously asked a heavy topic about the Qing Dynasty mission: "I'll ask, "I'll ask, is Dorgon dead?"

"Rareless! My Emperor of Qing lives forever, and the sea is gone..."

A Tartar deputy envoy was so angry that he was incoherent that he didn't know what he was talking about.

Niu Jinxing did not answer this topic positively, and still said calmly: "The conditions for my Qing Dynasty are very simple. We will pay 100,000 taels of silver in one lump sum. The Ming Dynasty withdrew its troops and returned it to the Jianzhou ancestral land north of Hetuara."

Li Shaoyou smiled: "My army occupied the land and still want to go back? I dare to ask what you ate for breakfast?"

Niu Jinxing said again: "It's easy to talk about money. I can add another 100,000 taels to my Qing Dynasty. Are you satisfied now?"

Li Shaoyou slapped the table and said, "What a satisfaction! What is your Jiannu's situation? Do you have no idea? Are you still pretending to be stinking with me?"

Niu Jinxing still showed very toughness: "I am so happy in the Qing Dynasty!"

Li Shaoyou pointed at him and said, "Okay! I like a happy person like you. My Ming Dynasty is also very happy. You cede land, pay compensation, give women, and compensate our army for its destruction, one million taels of silver!"

Niu Jinxing shook his head and said, "You are too greedy, my Qing Dynasty cannot accept it!"

Li Shaoyou waved his hand and said disdainfully: "Then let's not talk about it. I will hurry you straight into the sea and get anything!"

Niu Jinxing said with a shameless face: "Then you fight! My Emperor of Qing has arrived in Pyongyang, and you continue chasing me, why don't you chase me?"

"Just, I, the Qing Dynasty, aren't even afraid of being alive, are you still afraid of death?"

Li Shaoyou laughed and said, "Are you giving up on yourself and planning to give up?"

As he said that, he held Niu Jinxing's small body in his hand and smiled and said, "Are you really afraid of death?"

Niu Jinxing was shocked and said repeatedly: "Who are you...you, dare you to move me?"

Li Shaoyou carried him around twice, then threw him on the ground, and shouted, "I will ask you, do you two Tartars represent the Tartar Qing Dynasty and want to fight with me, Ming Dynasty? If so, please respond happily. I will order the war on the front line!"

Niu Jinxing squatted on the ground and said dissatisfiedly: "Who are you? Do you dare to start a private war during the peace talks?"

Li Shaoyou said: "The eight thousand cavalry outside your Pyongyang City are my subordinates! I was ordered to pursue Dorgon. If the person was not received, the order would not end. It's a nonsense to start a private war!"

Niu Jinxing's face showed a look of shock, and he quickly stood up and said, "Oh! It turns out it is... General Cao, I'm rude! I'm rude!"

No one knows the Longwu Army outside Pyongyang City, but Niu Jinxing will not know him. I heard that the eldest brother Li Zicheng was chased to death by them. He was also chased by this group of people for hundreds of miles a while ago. He was deeply impressed.

Li Shaoyou was admitted to the wrong way and said impatiently: "Stop talking nonsense. Talking about it if you can, and beating if you can't. Just beating like a sissy!"

As soon as these words were spoken, Niu Jinxing, who had always been calm, was a little panicked. The other party's rogue habits didn't look like he was pretending, so maybe the conversation would be broken this time.

What did you do if the talk broke down? Don’t want the title?

Niu Jinxing smiled and said, "General, calm down, the conditions you just said are easy to say. This time I came, I have brought sixteen young women. Even if the general chooses at will, it is easy to say for compensation."

Li Shaoyou nodded and said, "What about compliments?"

"Let the Qing Dynasty surrender? Yes!"

Niu Jinxing lowered his posture and said, "Since he has been vain, should the Ming Dynasty return to the land of Jianzhou, so as to leave a ancestral land for the Qing Dynasty, right?"

Li Shaoyou waved his hand and said firmly: "Impossible! Every inch of land in Liaodong was exchanged for flesh and blood by our soldiers with sword and fire. I will never want to give it! Not only will you not give it, you will also cede the Ping'an Road north of the Datong River to the Ming Dynasty. The conditions are here, and there is no other thing to discuss!"
Chapter completed!