Li Junhua looked at the account books, a trace of greed flashed in his eyes. He knew very well that Xu Hanfeng had been in the cloud for five or six years, and he was very transparent from top to bottom. The evidence he left was even better than those found by Pei Yuanqi, but his instinct told him that this matter was not that simple. He opened a book and saw the dense data of the name on it, which was recorded in detail. He quickly closed it and asked, "General Hanfeng, what do you want to exchange for these?"

Xu Hanfeng said lightly: "I don't want to use this for life. I just want to know me in advance when the prince wants to strictly investigate the border government and clean up the administration of the Qing Dynasty. He will tell me in advance, a glass of poisonous wine, but he will not live a life of life and avoid being humiliated by trial again. I think my father will never forgive me in this life."

Li Junhua never thought that Xu Hanfeng's requirements were so low, but instinctively told him that there was no such cheap thing. After thinking about it, he couldn't see through the secrets, so he simply accepted the gift. He bid farewell to Xu Hanfeng and left with the account book.

After Li Junhua left, a man dressed in a businessman came to the back hall. He smiled and wanted to pat Xu Hanfeng on the shoulder, but he was disgusted by him. Although this person was dressed up normally, if Li Junhua was here, he would have recognized him at a glance as the head of the King of England's guard Lin Xitang.

"General Han Feng, you have helped Prince Ying so much, Prince Ying will not forget you." Lin Xitang said with a smile.

Xu Hanfeng smiled coldly, sat at the low table again, drank it himself, and said, "I did this, but I didn't want to take the blame for others, and I had no intention of helping the King of England. If you had not informed my prince in advance that he had found out the deficit in the clouds, I would definitely not have done this."

"No matter what, General Hanfeng helped my prince."

Xu Hanfeng looked at Lin Xitang with contempt and sneered: "I know your prince's little thoughts. My account book involves many noble and vassal ministers. I gave the prince a hot potato. He offended many people when he dealt with these people. If he did not investigate, he lost trust from the emperor, making the emperor think that the prince was a person who sacrificed the interests of the empire in order to compete for the throne. Humph, but I tell you that the prince is not a fool, and he will be able to see through the interests of the emperor, but he still needs those account books. With this, you King Ying is not as good as the prince. Get out of here, think about the friendship you and I have worked in front of the emperor at the same time. I won't kill you anymore, get out of here!"

"Since General Hanfeng still misses the friendship between you and me at the same time, I can speak up for the next thing. King Ying wants these people." Lin Xitang put a piece of paper in front of Xu Hanfeng.

Xu Hanfeng glanced at the list. It seemed that he had heard of the familiarity on it. But he couldn't remember it. After thinking about it carefully, it might be because of drunkenness. The more he thought about it, the more he felt pain. He grabbed the list and tore it into eight petals, and shouted: "I don't know these people, get out immediately, otherwise don't blame me for being rude to you!"

Seeing that he had already gotten up and took a knife, Lin Xitang retreated repeatedly and disappeared in the back hall. After Lin Xitang left, Xu Hanfeng called a servant, pointed to the scraps of paper on the ground, and said, "Piece up the scraps and check who are on it. I remember that there are thorns sent by Jiangnan on it, find them out, and kill them all!"

"Yes, general!" the attendant whispered.

Xu Hanfeng felt more and more angry the more he thought about it. He grabbed the wine jar and wanted to take a few sips, but he staggered and fell, his head hit a corner of the table, blood flowed, and the wine was still scattered on the wound. He screamed in pain. Although this accident made him feel very painful, he also woke up a little and said loudly: "Where is the person who came in just now?"

"General, Zhang Yong took a torn note. After reading it, he said it was the thorn of several slaves, Qi Zuoli, who likes to shout the most on weekdays. He took a few brothers to arrest people." Another servant ran in and answered truthfully when he heard the news.

Xu Hanfeng covered his head and said, "Go and tell him not to kill those people. If you tie them up, you will send them to the prince. When the prince asked, he said it was the person that King Ying wanted, so he asked him to take it back."

"Yes, I'll do it now!"

Mobei Helin.

In the huge tent, Emperor Xuanye was not the child who escaped from the capital. He is now fourteen years old and a heroic young man. According to the standards of the Eight Banners, Xuanye is already considered a male. This little emperor was covered in pockmarks because of the smallpox and was covered in pockmarks. He listened to Sony, who was kneeling on the ground, reporting on the empire's envoy.

"Master, the Eastern Federation mission has been settled. From naturalization, there are 72 people, more than 200 horses and camels. They have settled at the foot of the Temur Mountain. They are sending Wu Yifeng to be a close minister around the Yimai Chief of the Eastern Federation. They are said to be the son of Wu Mu, the powerful general of the Eastern Federation......"

When Xuanye heard this, he asked, "I remember, that Wu Mu seems to be from the East China Sea Jurchen?"

"Yes, when the Eastern Conference in the early years caused trouble in Heilongjiang, Wu Mu was the first to join the Yimai." Sony introduced carefully.

"The dog slave who is my Qing family slave, relied on his power in the East Fan, dared to go to his master to be arrogant, scammers, and scammers!" Xuanye was so angry that he stood up and said angrily: "Let that dog slave come, I want to see what he is."

Sony said in embarrassment: "Wu Yifeng sent people to say that we should first talk about the etiquette, and it is not too late to see you again."

"Etiquette, what kind of etiquette?"

Sony said in embarrassment: "The squid means not kneeling when he sees the king."

"Damn it! Seeing me, the Emperor of Qing, how could I not worship you!" Before Xuanye could speak, the ministers on both sides shouted.

Sony had no choice but to say, "The thief said bluntly that if we insisted on kneeling down, we would send troops to kill all the missions, or they would leave on their own."

Sony knew very well that Wu Yifeng insisted on not kneeling. The empire did not recognize the Qing Dynasty as a country at all, nor did he recognize that the Qing Dynasty was a dynasty in Chinese history. For example, after the establishment of the empire, it was the Ming Dynasty rather than Qing Dynasty. The empire believed that the Qing Dynasty was just a local rebellion by the former Ming Dynasty, but the scale of this rebellion was too large and Zhu Ming was destroyed.

"If you don't kneel, don't kneel. The Yimai of Dongfan sent people to come. We must always hear what they mean." Empress Dowager Bumubutai walked out. Xuanye hurriedly stood up to help him and asked him to sit down. Then he said, "Old ancestor, if you don't kneel to me when you come to Dongfan, will I lose all my face?"

"If you send another mission to the capital, you won't just be the leader." Bumubutai was able to see it.

Xuanye was a little dissatisfied. His eyes turned and he came up with a plan. He waved to Prince Yu Fuquan and said, "Fuquan, you sit on the imperial throne. He doesn't want to kneel on me. I don't want to talk nonsense to him. Fuquan, come on my behalf, I want to see what kind of person this lifeless guy is!"

"Brother, this... how can this be done?" Fu Quan said he didn't dare.

Bumubutai's crutch knocked on the ground: "Fuquan, the emperor said it would be OK."

Fuquan could only climb onto the imperial throne. Xuanye whispered a few words in his ear, and only then did someone invite Wu Yifeng. Wu Yifeng entered the tent alone. He saw a young man with a pretty face sitting on the imperial throne, staring at him, while a young man with a knife was standing beside him, using fire chopsticks to clean up the charcoal fire in the brazier. Wu Yifeng looked left, then looked again, and sneered slightly.

"Why is the envoy laughing? Is it a sneer at my appearance?" Fuquan asked in anger.

Wu Yifeng smiled and said, "I dare not, I dare not, the Lord of Manchuria is very proud, but I think that the person who catches the sword around you is a great hero!"

"Oh, is that?" Fuquan asked with a smile, and Xuanye also smiled.

When the two laughed, Wu Yifeng laughed loudly, as if he had heard the best joke in the world. He laughed as if he was tilting backwards and finally sat directly on the ground with his stomach covering his stomach. It was still hard to stop. The Manchu and Meng ministers were stunned and looked at each other, thinking that Wu Yifeng was crazy about gaining and losing his heart.

"The Lord is so crazy and has no manners. If you don't control me, don't blame me for being sued." Sony shouted loudly.

Wu Yifeng laughed again and said, "You have lived in the grassland for a long time. Maybe you don't know that the capital is prosperous and there are many business trips, which makes the folk art industry prosper. I always like the folk art industry, and countless folk art clubs have been born in the folk. The most popular thing in the capital today is dramas. Some people rehearse some story novels and perform them publicly on stage. Some of the famous actors are worth a lot of money, no less than the famous actors on the Qinhuai River in the south of the Yangtze River. Among them, the role of the role of Sun Wukong in Journey to the West is particularly popular. Foreigners in the embassy also love to watch it. Therefore, they call themselves international movie stars and let him appear. It costs no less than a huge amount of money. I thought he was the first player in the empire, but when I met you two today, I realized that the first player in the empire is not someone else, but you, the Lord of Manchuria."

"What are you talking nonsense?" Sony asked.

Wu Yifeng smiled and said, "I don't know who the one is sitting on the imperial throne, but I know that the young man carrying a knife next to me is the real Manchurian lord, Aisin Jueluo Xuanye, right? I just said that the person who catches the knife is a great hero, and it's just to cooperate with your performance."

"Do you know me?" Xuanye's face turned pale and he sat back on the imperial throne.

Wu Yifeng shook his head slightly to express his lack of recognition. Xuanye asked, "Then how did you recognize me?"

Wu Yifeng said: "Don't say it's my dignified empire, even if you catch a five-year-old boy from the capital and choose from you two, he will know who the real Manchuria lord is."

"Why?" Xuanye was even more puzzled.

Wu Yifeng coughed lightly: "I have a song sung by a child in the capital, which specifically describes the current Manchu lord. When I sing it, don't be upset."

"You sing, I have a lot of pride and broad mind, so I will naturally not cause trouble for you." Xuanye was young after all, and his curiosity was swelled up, but it was difficult to resolve. He had to break the casserole and ask the question to the end.

Wu Yifeng cleared his throat and sang: "The Manchu master got the ceiling, and his little face made him bumpy. His real name was originally Xuanye, and everyone called him Kang Fangma..."

"Stop!" Sony became more and more unable to listen. He rushed up and wanted to fight Wu Yifeng. However, Wu Yifeng was very good at being guarded against the other party. He turned over and pressed Sony on his body, pulled out the waist knife on Sony's side, pressed it against his heart, and said lightly: "What your master asked me to sing was not what I sang on purpose. If you say insult, it was also his own humiliation. Although you are now running to Mobei, you are more generous than when the 30,000 Jurchens of the Waterfront. Why are your master doing these untuning things, not being a little emperor, becoming an actor, and playing with the tricks of Cao Cao during the Three Kingdoms? Haha, although I don't practice literature, I am also a person who loves to listen to stories. You treat us as barbarians from the frontier. If I can't see through these little tricks, this is not a good person."

"Come here, kill him, the king and the ministers die. Can you see your master being so humiliated?" Sony shouted loudly.

"Slow down, slow down! Don't do it." Seeing everyone surrounding him and about to kill Wu Yifeng, Xuanye shouted quickly. He was not able to tolerate this guy who insulted him, but was worried that Sony would also lose his life. Sony was a trustworthy old minister, and it was not worth exchanging his life with a small person like Wu Yifeng.

"Wu Yifeng, don't move. If you let Sony go, I won't kill you." Xuan Ye said gritting his teeth.

Wu Yifeng shrugged, stood up indifferently, threw the knife aside, opened his hands, and looked like he was willing to die generously. The minister of Man Meng made an act of taking action, but Xuan Ye immediately stopped him: "Don't you take my order seriously?"

Everyone pushed away, and Xuanye returned to the imperial throne, stopped playing with the cleverness he had just now, and went straight to the main topic: "East Fan Envoy, what will your lord send you to do?"

"Stop!" Sony became more and more unable to listen. He rushed up and wanted to fight Wu Yifeng. However, Wu Yifeng was very good at being guarded against the other party. He turned over and pressed Sony on his body, pulled out the waist knife on Sony's side, pressed it against his heart, and said lightly: "What your master asked me to sing was not what I sang on purpose. If you say insult, it was also his own humiliation. Although you are now running to Mobei, you are more generous than when the 30,000 Jurchens of the Waterfront. Why are your master doing these untuning things, not being a little emperor, becoming an actor, and playing with the tricks of Cao Cao during the Three Kingdoms? Haha, although I don't practice literature, I am also a person who loves to listen to stories. You treat us as barbarians from the frontier. If I can't see through these little tricks, this is not a good person."

"Come here, kill him, the king and the ministers die. Can you see your master being so humiliated?" Sony shouted loudly.

"Slow down, slow down! Don't do it." Seeing everyone surrounding him and about to kill Wu Yifeng, Xuanye shouted quickly. He was not able to tolerate this guy who insulted him, but was worried that Sony would also lose his life. Sony was a trustworthy old minister, and it was not worth exchanging his life with a small person like Wu Yifeng.

"Wu Yifeng, don't move. If you let Sony go, I won't kill you." Xuan Ye said gritting his teeth.

Wu Yifeng shrugged, stood up indifferently, threw the knife aside, opened his hands, and looked like he was willing to die generously. The minister of Man Meng made an act of taking action, but Xuan Ye immediately stopped him: "Don't you take my order seriously?"
Chapter completed!