"I think I can keep Mao Jue."

It was still the same voice. As soon as he slowly spoke, Mangourtai exploded and roared in anger.

"Dog slave, what did you fucking say? I've chopped you alive!"

He stretched out his hand and touched his waist for a while before he remembered that Huang Taiji had cancelled the right to carry other Beile's swords a while ago, but his anger was not gone. The reckless man actually rushed out of the Chaoban and grabbed the man's neck.

"Mangguertai!"

He was really angry. Huang Taiji suddenly stood up and yelled angrily. With his roar, he rushed and rushed in at the door with more than a dozen yellow flags and personal soldiers. Those who were carrying swords and guns were about to rush over.

At this time, the Great Bellard-Daishan became a peacemaker. He blocked the thorns with his arm at the door, and shook his head with a smile.

"Go out! Go out! Some things between us brothers cannot use swords and guns!"

He was obviously hesitant, and he looked at the angry Huang Taiji in the position of Khan, but he didn't say anything. Dai Shan's goatee lit with a smile, and these personal soldiers finally retreated.

"Master Fan, you scholars like to talk nonsense, and they don't apologize like Master Mangourtai!"

However, when Manguertae pulled his collar, the newly-promoted college student Fan Wencheng still had a thorn in his neck, held his head high, and hummed hard.

"It was the Khan who asked the slave! The slave answered why the slave wanted to apologize to Master Mangourtai?"

"You! I!"

He was so angry that he couldn't speak. The blue veins on Manguertai's face burst out, and he tightened Fan Wencheng's collar again. However, Huang Taiji on the face showed a look of appreciation on his face. Seeing his index finger pointing at the table and making a clattering sound, Dai Shan felt anxious.

On the charge of Khan's failure to behave before, Huang Taiji had already punished the Niulu of Mangurtai, Dorgon, Amin, and Ajige. This time, Mangurtai did it out of line. If Huang Taiji, the old eight, really got angry, I don't know how he was unlucky.

From the original co-governance of the four major benevolents to the present time Huang Taiji is called Khan alone in the south, he has seized too much power, and the other benevolents are increasingly controlled by others. Originally, Zhenglan Banner was the weakest banner, but now Yizhou's incident has been injured. If Mangourtai is fucked by Huang Taiji for a while, it is estimated that Zhenglan Banner will become dispensable.

Thinking of Dai Shan's smile, he lost his voice, but instead became a little stern and scolded him in a gloomy manner.

"Even if the Khan asked, you, the servant, can't talk nonsense! The Minggou in Dongjiang Town has just captured our Later Jin city and cut off the thumbs of the soldiers' hands. You actually said that this thief should not be attacked! Don't you know the crime?"

"Daishan Beile is right!"

With a relaxed face, Huang Taiji raised his hand forward, nodded with a smile and said, "Why should I keep Mao Jue and Scholar Fan? Let me tell you why!"

Fan Wencheng doesn't care if he can be reasonable. Although he is just a juren who fails to pass the imperial examination, he is not too polite. What he fears most is that Mangourtai is unreasonable. Jin Gebao seems to be right. Obviously, Huang Taiji admires himself for embarrassing the other banner masters. He pulled the collar back from Mangourtai's hand and straightened his clothes. Fan Wencheng then stretched out his hand and pointed down like a moral gentleman.

"It's because of this wine!"

"Isn't it just some soju?"

This Mangurtai immediately roared angrily, and followed the other court officials of the Later Jin Dynasty nodded and said yes.

"That's right, I have tasted this wine, and there is no other benefit except for being a little bit stronger!"

"Yes! Isn't it just wine? Just because this one lets go of the Mao surname?"

"Indeed, this is ordinary soju, nothing special, but Dahan, don't forget the person named Mao sent someone to bring him. He said he had a lot of wine and could even open a border market with us!"

“So what?”

He leaned forward slightly, and Huang Taiji also showed a look of interest. When he mentioned this, it was as if he had reached Fan Wencheng's most proud itchy place, and a strong smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. The scholar in his thirties, who was over thirty, smiled and bowed.

"Khan, masters, Mr. Beile! Don't forget, what is this wine made? Grain! Three pounds of grain only produces one pound of wine. Mao Wenlong is Gu Xuan overseas. Most of his military rations have to be supplied from Shandong. When he arrives in Liaodong, only one pound of rice is left! He has a prodigal son, who uses grain to make wine!"

The smile became particularly sweet, as if he was not a Han person. Fan Wencheng laughed and arched his fist at Huang Taiji.

"If we buy him a pound of wine, the Dongjiang River will be less than three pounds of grain, and the Ming Dynasty will be less than nine pounds of grain. Originally, the Ming Dynasty was already in turmoil. In order to supply the front line, I don't know how many Ah Ha's clothes will starve to death. If we don't need to attack, there will be refugees in the Ming Dynasty. What should we do if we beat him like this?"

"This statement makes sense!"

At this time, the Later Jin Dynasty was still in the rising period. Although the Bells were intriguing, they still tried their best to move upwards. Even Daishan, Haoge, Ajige, Dorgon and others couldn't help but nod. Among these people, only Manguertai was uncomfortable. Seeing that the brothers around him were convinced by this Han dog, the blue veins on the head of the Zhenglan Banner Lord all rose and roared angrily.

"Then I won't take revenge from Zhenglanqi? More than 900 people! The Mao surnamed is so poisonous! Even the teenager cut his hands and thumbs down!"

No wonder the senior generals of Tieshan agreed to put back more than 8,000 old, weak, women and children. Mao Jue used a trick, which he learned from Caesar, cutting off all the captured male and reserved male dicks. In this way, even if these people grow up, they can't hold the bow and can't move the knife, so naturally they don't think about coming back to take revenge on him.

It not only consumed the opponent's combat power, but also sold it well, killing two birds with one stone. It's no wonder that Manguertae was so awkward when he ate a fly.

"Of course not!"

Before this guy could finish roaring, Fan Wencheng had already added with a smirk.

"The attack on the flag diary of the Lan Banner just showed the guilt of the surname Mao. He was afraid that Master Beile! He was afraid that you would come back, otherwise he would not dare to kill our tribe and even sent it back!"

"If we order troops now, the eighth floor of Mao will run away. It would be better to support him like this for a few years and consume him for a few years of food. At that time, when our army comes out, the Mao surnamed Mao will lose his guard. Isn't it better to recognize you, Master Beile!"

This scholar is really not a stroll. When he changed his tone, he gave Mangourtai a step. Seeing that many Belors nodded secretly, Huang Taiji also meant this, and this reckless man finally got down and nodded with an ugly face.

"Okay, let the Mao surname live a little longer, but my Lan Banner suffered such a big loss! My Banner needs to be divided into more spoils!"

"Yes, I will pay more than 100,000 taels of silver for the Zhenglan Banner, and I will deduct the share of my two yellow banners!"

Huang Taiji also stood up at this time and laughed heartily.

He is worthy of being a hero. Huang Taiji plays this trick very badly. Later Jin is a slave society and has little commodity economy. Apart from being good-looking, silver is actually the most useless object. Real grain and population are the strength.

But Huang Taiji damaged his property to supplement the Blue Banner. One hundred thousand taels of silver was enough for his face! Moreover, Huang Taiji was in exchange for these most useless things. Think about it, what should the Zhenglan Banners who had broken their fingers and finally escaped back with the warm silver given by the Great Sweat? But Manguertai, the reckless man, did not notice the trick at all. He held his fist and emitted a golden light in his greedy eyes.

After this matter was resolved, Huang Taiji walked forward two steps and slapped the mud seal of a can of wine. The rich aroma of wine suddenly appeared, and he sniffed, and Hou Jin Dashen said with a smile.

"Since the boy Mao in the east has good wine, we should not be stingy. It just so happens that the severe winter is hard to end. I plan to go to the border market to buy three thousand jars of soju wine! Zhu Beile, where are you!"

"I am a thousand altars of red flags!"

"Haha, it just so happens that the wine insects under my command call every day, and I will only have 1,500 altars of two hundred flags!"

Looking at the Bells below, Huang Taiji was sitting down again, and his fat and straight face also looked like he was smiling, but there was always a kind of insidious look at the hawks and wolves in his smile.

Politics is never as simple as the surface. Fan Wencheng said so well, but they are actually all additional. The reason why Huang Taiji did not want to send troops was that he had just conquered the Ming Dynasty, and the Eight Banners of the Later Jin really needed rest and digestion. Secondly, he was happy to see the weakening of the Zhenglan Banner! The battle at Guangqumen was because these banner owners, Beile, did not obey the military orders and attacked Yuan Chonghuan's central army without authorization, which gave the Ming army a chance to turn the tables. In the battle of Dingmao, Amin also made an independent king in Korea, which was all manifestations of the lack of authority of the Khan.

These days, Huang Taiji tried his best to establish his authority. Manguertai was an old man and always boasted about his military achievements. This time, Yizhou was seized, which would have a great blow to his prestige. If he was asked to lead the army to fight Yizhou back and wash away this shame, his influence would rise within the flag, which Huang Taiji would not want to see.

However, he really didn't think about what Fan Wencheng mentioned. It seems that the Han people are still very useful. More importantly, they are not like the Manchus of each banner, and those unruly Mongols. They know who their master is! For whom they are this dog! Today, Fan Wencheng is very good at calling him! It seems that he should raise more such Han dogs!

In just a short time, there were countless thoughts in the mind of the hero outside the pass, but at this moment, two thorns suddenly rushed in at the door.

"Report! Khan! News came from within the pass! Bele Amin killed 30,000 people, gave up the four cities of Zunhua, and fled back to the grassland!"

Huang Taiji had been waiting for this news for a long time, and felt ecstatic in his heart, but his face looked gloomy and angry. He slapped the dragon throne and stood up suddenly.

"Amin! So brave!"

In North Korea, Amin once planned to become independent, and Huang Taiji wanted to deal with him. Many people also knew that the question was, if the blue flag in the inlaid was over, what benefits could he get?
Chapter completed!