"Tell me."
"Hebula is Hebula! Qiyan is Qiyan! Eastern Mongolia is Eastern Mongolia!" Hebula raised his head suddenly. "Although these three things are connected, they are definitely not the same thing!"
"You are really smart!" Zhao Jiu finally laughed. "This is what I wanted to tell you... And I also wanted to say that your Qiyan tribe is the Qiyan tribe, your cousin Anbahai's Taichiwu tribe is the Taichiwu tribe, and Borjigin is Borjigin."
Hebule was finally stunned, but then he shook his head: "Anbahai is my brother, he will not betray me."
"I didn't say Anbahai would betray you... But after Anbahai and you die, the Qiyan tribe and the Taichiwu tribe, which have complicated origins, are destined to fall apart." After Zhao Jiu finished laughing, he couldn't help but shake his head. "I have ten thousand ways to make you Borjigins strife among yourselves."
"It's useless to think too much about what happens after death." Hebule tried to answer again.
"That makes sense." Unexpectedly, Emperor Zhao nodded in agreement. "Then let's talk about the living and the current situation... That's right."
"Xiao Wang is here."
"Hebula, you are absolutely right... I must protect Eastern Mongolia." Zhao Jiu said frankly. "But you and your cousin Anbahai must be punished... And whether the Qiyan and Taichiwu tribes can survive depends on your performance."
"Eastern Mongolia still has ten thousand cavalrymen who are willing to serve as the government's vanguard to take Yanjing." Hebula came to his senses and quickly expressed his position.
"You don't need to go to take Yanjing, and you are not allowed to go." Zhao Jiu continued to shake his head. "Yanjing is my Yanjing... You guys rushed over and burned, killed, and looted all the way. How can I control you? I even withdrew Western Mongolia."
"That……"
"You and Anbahai must work together to conquer Zhongjing Road (the area of Chifeng and Chengde today) for me." Zhao Jiu finally revealed his final verdict on Eastern Mongolia. "If everything goes well, you and Anbahai can live... but you must bring the hostages and children of the two families to live in Tokyo permanently; if things don't go well, you and Anbahai will both die... If you don't want to die, or don't want to come, or if only one of you is willing to come, I will let Toli deal with the Qiyan tribe for me, and then find someone from the Merkit tribe or even the Tatar tribe to be the leader."
"Touli..." Hebule suddenly became a little flustered.
"Yes, Toli... Huerzahusi Khan died in the battle." Zhao Jiu responded calmly. "My bodyguard, his son Toli, used a spear to tie the crown of Western Mongolia to fight for me... Just this morning, he just came back from sweeping away the defeated Jin army for me, and then I distributed the spoils of war that we agreed on in advance to him here, and then crowned him... This is also the second thing I want to say. From now on, I will not care about other places, but if Eastern and Western Mongolia, Goryeo, and Jurchen can survive and want a royal succession, I will crown them, otherwise they will be rebels and will be cut into pieces! What do you think of these two things? Can you agree?"
Hebuler was silent for a moment and did not give a direct answer.
And Zhao Jiu did not urge him, but just looked up at the Hutuo River in front of him in a daze... Han Shizhong and others looked at each other, and it was not easy to interrupt for a while. However, a few of them who were ready for consultation could not help but look at the Hutuo River, guessing that if the Eastern Mongolian King did not respond, the official would sink him to the bottom of the river.
After a long time, Hebule finally spoke again: "Official."
"What?"
"I saw someone burying a body on the road." Hebule said seriously on the ground.
"yes."
"Are those the bodies of Song people or Jin people?"
"Golden man?"
“Are they all golden?”
"yes."
“How many Jin people died?”
"More than 30,000 people died on the spot. They kept dying these past few days... The stench of corpses couldn't even be dissipated. I had no choice but to send the bedridden prime minister to another place for recuperation."
"What about the Song people?"
"What?"
"How many Song soldiers died?" Hebule said earnestly. "How many of the emperor's troops died in this battle?"
Zhao Jiu finally became alert, like a lazy and depressed cat that suddenly hunched its body: "Why are you asking this?"
"Knowing this, I can roughly know whether to agree to the two conditions of the government." Hebule was still very serious.
Zhao Jiu looked him up and down, waited for a while, and then calmly said, "More than 8,000 people died at that time, and more than 10,000 have died in the past few days... They are not buried here, but on a high ground on the opposite bank."
"Then what does the emperor think of these dead subordinates?" Hebule continued to ask seriously.
This statement also aroused the curiosity of many people present.
Emperor Zhao paused for a long time before he suddenly spoke in a serious tone:
"The ground collapsed, the mountains were destroyed, the warriors died, and then the ladders to heaven and the stone steps were connected... That is to say, so many people died before a road was paved... So, no matter how many weeds there are on the road, I will go on! And I will pull out all the weeds!"
"This is what I want to know." Hebule finally nodded: "This is what I want to know... I am willing to accept your two conditions! But please agree to my small request."
"Where did you get the courage to..."
"Tell me." Zhao Jiu stopped several of his subordinates from exploding.
"If I don't make any more mistakes, please let the emperor make the same arrangement as Western Mongolia, with the son inheriting the father... After I take over Zhongjing Road for you, let my youngest son Hutula take over... Before that, let Hutula serve as your bodyguard." Hebula gritted his teeth.
"Sure!" Zhao Jiu said without hesitation. "Who told me that Bahai didn't come?"
Hebula immediately kowtowed again, and the soldiers behind him let go of his hands at the right time.
Zhao Jiu immediately looked around and asked, "Are you busy today?"
No one around responded for a moment.
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