If Hailanzhu had an idea now, it was to use Nuke. After all, Nuke was invited by the Ming court and should have a say.
This was also her guess. As for the hostile relationship between the Zalantu and Khorchin tribes, it was because of the Later Jin Dynasty after all. They were all Mongolians, so there was no need to kill each other, right?
Hailanzhu was like this: desperate people try any possible means. On the grassland, she was filled with rage, wanting only to find her parents and relatives, even if it meant dying together with them.
Even though he might not die, he still had to try his best to find a solution. After calming down, his original thoughts changed.
"The Ming emperor wouldn't kill all the leaders of the Khorchin tribe, would he?" Bumbutai tried to comfort her sister, but even she didn't believe her own guess. "Surrender is fine, right? The Khorchin tribe never defeated the Ming Dynasty, and their alliance with the Later Jin was forced, so it's understandable."
Darhan scratched his head and gave a grim smile. Let alone between nations, even between the various Mongol tribes, how could there be any justification? The stronger had the final say, and the more powerful was always right.
Hailanzhu smiled at her sister comfortingly and gave her a piece of meat, but her heart was filled with bitterness, sadness and helplessness.
Darhan sighed secretly and said, "After dinner, let's go for a walk in the capital and take a look at the imperial palace!"
"If we can see the palace, we might also be able to see the people inside." Bumbutai's eyes lit up. "Is it okay to ask him to deliver a message to the emperor?"
Hailanzhu smiled and thought to herself: If I could easily convey a message to the emperor, then what would the palace be like? It would not even be as good as my own house!
But it's good to have that little hope. There's no way to stay in the inn anyway, so I might as well try my luck.
Darhan quickly warned, "Don't act rashly. The soldiers and guards outside the palace are very fierce. If someone gets beheaded, the emperor won't even know about it."
Upon hearing this, Hailanzhu became even more determined. She had already come here with the intention of dying, so what was there to be afraid of? Thinking of this, she ate her food with big mouthfuls.
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Inside the palace, Zhu Youxiao was unaware that two maids were about to break into the palace. He was sitting majestically in his imperial chair, looking at the palace gate, waiting for the audience with Liu Xingzuo and his brothers.
Although "Li Xianzhong of the Great Song Dynasty" was used as an incentive and although it was decided to reuse Liu Xingzuo, the emperor's majesty still had to be displayed to make him in awe, to make him more loyal, and to make him work harder to achieve achievements in the future.
"I, the guilty minister Liu Xingzuo (Liu Xingren), kowtow to the emperor. Long live the emperor! Long live the emperor! Long, long live the emperor!"
When Liu Xingzuo was brought into the palace by officials from the Ministry of Rites, he already felt the power and majesty of the imperial authority.
The tall palace walls, the magnificent halls and pavilions, and the solemn imperial guards create the royal majesty, which makes people feel awe from the bottom of their hearts.
Waiting outside the Palace of Heavenly Purity to register, the Liu Xingzuo brothers dared not even raise their heads. Inside the palace was the Supreme Ruler, the Emperor ruling over billions of people and the supreme commander of the millions of Ming troops.
"Call Liu Xingzuo into the hall!" It didn't take long, but Liu Xingzuo and his brothers seemed to have been waiting for a long time. Perhaps it was because of the hot weather or because they were nervous, but their backs were already sweating.
Liu Xingzuo and Liu Xingren walked with heavy steps. As soon as they entered the hall, they could only vaguely see the bright yellow figure on the throne, then they knelt on the ground and shouted "Long live the emperor".
Zhu Youxiao pursed his lips, paused for a moment, and then said in a deep voice, "Mr. Liu, please stand up."
Liu Xingzuo and Liu Xingren kowtowed again to express their gratitude, then slowly stood up, bowed, and lowered their heads.
"Look up and watch, I don't blame you." The emperor's voice sounded again.
Liu Xingzuo and Liu Xingren hesitated for a moment before slowly raising their heads, glancing at the emperor, and then lowering their eyes again, not daring to look directly at him.
They understood it correctly. When they looked up, they were not really staring at the emperor, but because the emperor wanted to see what they looked like.
Zhu Youxiao looked at the two men, then spoke again after a moment, his tone much more relaxed. "After your families fled, you two managed to escape and return home, just like Li Xianzhong of the Song Dynasty. You also restored Fuzhou to the Ming Dynasty, and your contributions are outstanding. You are truly worthy of praise."
Liu Xingzuo quickly bowed his head and wept, "I, a guilty minister, have aided my slaves in the attack on the Ming. Even death cannot atone for my sins. Your Majesty, for not blaming me is a sign of your great grace. How dare I, a guilty minister, accept the credit and receive a reward?"
"You have the will to rebel, and you are not afraid of danger. If you act accordingly, your previous crimes will be forgiven. You two should not dwell on the past," Zhu Youxiao said. "From now on, if you only focus on serving your country and achieving great things, the world will only know you as the Ming generals Liu Xingzuo and Liu Xingren who fought for your country, and not just remember the past."
"Thanks to Your Majesty's magnanimous pardon, I, a guilty subject, dare not fail to serve you till death with all my heart to repay you and China." Liu Xingzuo and Liu Xingren knelt down and kowtowed.
Zhu Youxiao nodded with a smile, waved his hand and asked the palace servant to bring over a large wooden tray, which contained the imperial sword and two sets of armor.
"Your Majesty, I thank you for your grace. Long live the emperor, long live the emperor, long live the emperor!" The Liu brothers took it with both hands and thanked you again.
Zhu Youxiao stood up, stepped down from the throne, and walked to the sand table in the corner of the hall. He extended his hand and beckoned, "Liu Qing, please come closer and tell me about the mountains and rivers of Liaodong, as well as the strength and weakness of the Jiannu."
Liu Xingzuo and Liu Xingren handed the wooden plate to the palace maid, walked forward respectfully, looked at the sand plate carefully, identified the geographical mountains, rivers, and began to tell the story.
Although the sand table became more and more sophisticated with the help of officials from the Ministry of War and Liaodong officers, it was so sophisticated that even Liu Xingzuo and his brothers were surprised and impressed.
However, although Zhu Youxiao had a foresight into history when he formulated an action plan based on a sand table, it could not avoid the suspicion of being just empty talk.
Zhu Youxiao had not yet finalized the plan for the winter-spring offensive of next year, and the Ming troops in Liaodong were only speculating, unaware of the court's specific plans.
The reason why it was not finalized was that Zhu Youxiao learned the lesson of dividing the troops into different routes at Sarhu.
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