Ye Chunqiu could feel countless pairs of bad eyes towards him, but at the same time he felt the anger and unwillingness expressed by Zhu Houzhao holding his hand tightly.

Because...at this moment, Ye Chunqiu believes that most people empathize with it...

He took a deep breath and tried his best to calm himself down.

Batumonk is in a good mood now, so good that he is a little uncomfortable. He looked at the angry Ye Chunqiu and then said, "But... this should be what your Emperor Ming Emperor promised. You are a little editor, with a low position and a low position. Can you also agree to your emperor's food and grass? Haha... Ye Xiu, you are a noble lady of Xiao Han, but it's a pity... What Xiao Han needs is the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty saying this in person."

Zhu Houzhao was furious. He turned around and wanted to pull the Polu Sword on Ye Chunqiu's waist, and he wanted to kill Batumonk with one sword.

Ye Chunqiu blocked him. He held the hilt of the sword at his waist tightly, preventing Zhu Houzhao from pulling out the sword.

Zhu Houzhao was stunned for a moment, then looked at Ye Chunqiu angrily: "Ye Aiqing...you..."

Ye Chunqiu was much calmer than him and said, "Your Majesty, please pay attention to Junyi."

It was these words again, these ridiculous words again.

Zhu Houzhao was so angry that she trembled all over and looked at Ye Chunqiu coldly.

Ye Chunqiu suddenly approached him and whispered: "Have you asked me if I am willing to help Your Majesty make a splash and accomplish my immortal achievements?"

"What?" Zhu Houzhao looked at Ye Chunqiu in surprise. He could not have thought that Ye Chunqiu suddenly said this at this time.

Ye Chunqiu's eyes seemed very firm at this time. He knew that he must be firm. In this era when the king was young and was not yet mature and stable enough, the officials in the temple were powerless and knew how to talk loudly, but in this era when literature suppressed martial arts, he must also be calm.

He looked at Zhu Houzhao deeply, with a bit of care in his eyes. He wanted to lower his voice, but the voice still came out of his mouth hoarse and powerfully: "Your Majesty, I remember that my answer is... I am willing to go through fire and water, and I am willing to do anything, not because Your Majesty is my king, nor is it because Your Majesty is worried about the humiliation of the minister. The emperor is humiliating and the minister dies, just because Your Majesty is Your Majesty. Your Majesty should keep the promises of the Tatars, and I should also keep the promises to Your Majesty. Today... is the time to fulfill it!"

Zhu Houzhao widened her eyes: "You...what did you say..."

Ye Chunqiu raised his head, focused on himself, and no one else, his only target was Batumonk.

He was angry.

Perhaps it was the national hatred and family hatred, or perhaps it was because of the ruthless slaughter of people who were as flesh and blood as him, or perhaps it was because of this humiliation that made the king and himself as he was equally ashamed, he looked directly at Batumonk and said fearlessly: "The officials can make the decision, and the promises to you can be fulfilled."

Batumonk smiled as he looked at the conversation between the king and his subjects. He was a little surprised that this Ming Dynasty editor was so bold.

Does he want to take it? But can he afford it?

Ye Chunqiu said word by word: "However, I don't know if Dahan is interested. It just so happened that the lower official had a sum of silver, not much, only 100,000 taels."

One hundred thousand taels, this is definitely an astronomical figure for Batumonk. The Tatars' life was primitive and backward, so where have they seen so much gold and silver?

Ye Chunqiu was obviously only half of his words, and Batumonk was puzzled, but the 100,000 taels were enough to make him continue to listen to Ye Chunqiu's next words with great care!

Ye Chunqiu continued: "We might as well compete with each other. If Ye loses, the money will be given. If you lose, the food and supplies will be written off."

As soon as Ye Chunqiu said this, Batumonk frowned deeply, but no one expected that Ye Chunqiu would make this request at this time.

Zhu Houzhao was stunned.

He had seen the power of the Tatar Iron Cavalry. After hearing Ye Chunqiu's words, he couldn't help but shivered. Just now... he might have some complaints about Ye Chunqiu, but when he thought that Ye Chunqiu had decided so, he immediately said angrily: "Ye Chunqiu, what are you going to do? Are you crazy?"

Ye Chunqiu ignored Zhu Houzhao and just looked at Batumonk.

Everyone looked at Ye Chunqiu, and many people started whispering.

Everyone never expected that Ye Xiuke wanted to stand up...

Suddenly, many people's resentment and anger towards him disappeared in an instant.

Batumonk hesitated. One hundred thousand taels of silver was indeed a considerable amount, but... he smiled like a fox: "No need, it is enough to make up for the shortcomings of the Tatar tribe this year, so... Xiao Khan would not accept it."

Batumonk is worthy of being a hero of a generation. He is definitely not a greedy person. He obtained what he had already obtained by using aggressive methods. There is no need to make trouble for a sum of money. No matter what he does, he knows how to stop at the right time.

Ye Chunqiu's eyebrows didn't move, and he didn't blink for a moment, but continued, "Then... what about 150,000 taels."

150,000...

This is the limit of Ye Chunqiu's selling power. This young man who usually performs rituals always exposes his crazy temperament at some point.

Many people looked at Ye Chunqiu in surprise, not understanding his behavior. What exactly is Ye Chunqiu... going to do? Isn't he afraid of death?

Batumonk still shook his head: "Little Khan is not interested. Tomorrow, Xiao Khan will go back to the desert. Since the Ming Dynasty is willing to stick to it..."

Suddenly, he discovered that Ye Chunqiu had moved.

Ye Chunqiu's speed was extremely fast. Before he could react, Batumonk saw a fist appear in front of him.

The next moment...bang...

Batumonk's smile disappeared, replaced by a bloody and bruised face. He covered his face. Even the hero on the grassland could not bear the huge pain. Batumonk angrily said, "Bold, you..."

Ye Chunqiu took a step forward and his eyes were calm. Under everyone's even more shocked and shocked eyes, he stepped forward slowly: "Now... Is the Khan willing to give it a try?"

Are you willing?

Batumonk opened his eyes, with red eyes, and the bloodiness of the grassland people was stimulated by Ye Chunqiu. What is the difference between today's agitation and his provocation to Zhu Houzhao a few days ago? It's just that Batumonk uses his mouth, while Ye Chunqiu is simpler and direct, and he likes to use his fists.

Batumonk looked at Ye Chunqiu with a bloody grin and said, "Will you end up?"

This is the answer he urgently needs to get now. He hated Ye Chunqiu and wanted to kill him immediately. He wanted his warrior to ride a horse and crush him to pieces.

Ye Chunqiu smiled at him, but put his fists away, bowed to him and said, "If the Khan is willing, the official is willing to give it a try."

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I recommend a good book "The First Auxiliary of the Uncle Family" to my friends who are short of books. I will continue to code the ninth update later. It is late at night, and those who are tired will go to bed first and read it tomorrow morning...
Chapter completed!