From now on, let them take care of your daily needs.
After hearing Li Qin's words, Wanyan Gun's already somewhat stiff smile froze completely.
Do you want your people to take care of my daily needs?
Are you going to monitor me for twelve hours a day?
Moreover, if I were to harbor even the slightest dissatisfaction with you, you could easily use them to subtly poison yourself.
To die without knowing why.
Finally, they announced to the public that he had died suddenly.
This is practically handing your life over to him.
I'm afraid I won't be able to get a good night's sleep anymore.
However, Wanyan Gun dared not refuse Li Qin's arrangement.
He knew that accepting these things would still be a huge burden for him; it would simply mean a less secure position, more interference in his decisions, and less sleep each night.
However, if he dares to refuse, the large army surrounding Li Qin will make him sleep forever.
So now he can only grit his teeth and swallow it down.
He bowed to him and said, "I will leave everything to your arrangements, Uncle."
Seeing the very perceptive Wanyan Gun, Li Qin nodded in satisfaction.
He actually very much wanted to directly incorporate these tens of thousands of Jurchen troops into his army.
However, this army of tens of thousands of Jurchens is not just a number.
It can be done with a single stroke of a pen on the paper.
They are all thoughtful people.
In particular, they had been secretly confronting their own Liaodong government troops for many years.
How could they possibly follow my orders?
How could someone possibly work their life for themselves?
Therefore, Li Qin could only support Wanyan Gun, the Khan's own son, to lead them.
He, in turn, indirectly controlled them by controlling Wanyan Gun.
After making some other preparations, Li Qin led his army away from the Jurchen camp.
Wanyan Gun did so to show his loyalty and submission.
They knelt all the way to see Li Qin off to the outside of the camp, and then knelt to see Li Qin and his army off.
Before leaving, Li Qin glanced at him and thought to himself that he was indeed just like his father, both of them were the kind of people who could endure humiliation and bide their time.
However, it seems that this man is even more tolerant than his father.
However, this time, I won't give you another chance. You'll just have to endure it for the rest of your life.
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