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Chapter 262 Daming must explain to me

On the banks of the Huqiangou River, Khan Nurhaci had been sitting for a long time.

The sunset on the top of the mountain in the distance has already set, and the cold wind blowing on the river is faintly heard with a whistling sound.

No one dared to come forward to disturb Nurhaci, He Heli, Baduli and others sighed not far away. The Huangqi's subordinate An Gui stamped his feet from time to time, but what's the use? Without the Khan King's words, who would dare to act rashly?

"Sir, you should go and persuade the Khan. It's so cold this day. The Khan is sitting like this, but it will be cold." Baduli didn't dare to persuade him. The Khan didn't look like this, so he had to ask He Heli to go there.

"Okay, I'll persuade you to restrain your troops here and don't send the news back to Hetuala for the time being." He Heli considered that Guangluo Beile, who had just been appointed as the crown prince by the Khan, was impatient, and if he knew that the Eighth Prince asked Mingjun to kill him, he might lead his troops. At that time, he was afraid that the sad Khan would really go to war with the Ming Dynasty because of this.

Jianzhou has not yet had the strength to go to war with the Ming Dynasty. He Heli is not only the five ministers, but also the son-in-law of Nurhaci. He knew that Nurhaci had always been resentful of the Ming Dynasty, so he was unwilling to get close to the Ming Dynasty in his bones, which led to Shulhaci's independence from Jianzhou.

But even though the Khan always wanted to break with the Ming Dynasty, he had to endure it over the years. The reason was that Jianzhou had not yet unified the Jurchens. Although there were 40,000 elite soldiers, it was still not enough to compete with the Ming Dynasty. It should be noted that in Liaodong alone, there were more than 80,000 Ming troops. If the war really started, Jianzhou would have very little chance of winning. At that time, not only would he face the military pressure of the Ming Dynasty, but he would also face the attacks of Ula, Yehe, Korqin and other tribes. If a careless foundation that the Khan finally founded would be ruined.

If you want to break with the Ming Dynasty, you have to unify the Jurchens. This is a condition that He Heli, Fei Yanggu, Eyidu and others have discussed long ago. In the words of the Han people, it is necessary to settle the country before fighting against foreign countries. Therefore, Heheli cannot make the irritable Qiying cheer up on the fire.

The Huangqi soldiers were always under the control of Wubeile Manguertai, so it was impossible for An Gui and the other two sects to cross their banner master to contact Ju Ying directly. Baduli was a member of Baiqi, but he also knew the importance of it, so he did not dare to send news privately back.

He Heli walked to the riverside in a heavy mood. In his sight, King Khan seemed to have become old again, and just sat on the ground and looked straight at the river.

It's almost October. Although the heavy snow has not yet fallen, the temperature is already very cold. There is no freezing in the middle of the river, but there is already thin ice on both sides. By the side of the river, you can breathe white when you open your mouth.

After all, King Khan is fifty years old. Although He Heli is only five years younger than King Khan, he is his son-in-law, so he really can't bear to see the cold here. Thinking of the Eighth Prince Hong and the old friend Fei Yanggu, his heart was so sad. He sighed inwardly, and walked to the Khan, bent down, and shouted softly: "King Khan!"

"Didn't I tell you not to come?" Nurhaci moved his body and looked at He Heli with some displeasure.

"Slaves are worried." He Heli wanted to speak but stopped.

"What's wrong with me? Can Ben Khan still jump into the river?" Nurhaci said in a muffled voice. The soil on his right hand was actually caused to sink him deeply.

He Heli didn't dare to speak and stood there. Nurhaci ignored him and still looked at the center of the river silently. The two men, both the father-in-law and the master-slave, stayed there quietly until He Heli's ears were frozen and stiff, and Nurhaci's instructions came from his ears: "Go and call Baduli over."

He Heli quickly agreed and turned around and waved to Baduli who was looking at this side. Seeing this, Baduli rushed over.

"I kowtowed to King Khan!" Baduli knelt beside Nurhaci with a "plop".

"Get up."

Nurhaci slowly stood up from the ground, gently patted the soil on his butt, and then asked Baduli coldly: "How did the Eighth Prince and Fei Yanggu be killed by the Ming army? Tell me carefully."

"Yes, King Khan!" Baduli quickly stood up and told the matter.

"The slave was the news delivered by General Li Yongfang of Fushun yesterday. They said that the Eighth Prince and Fei Yanggu were ambushed by the Ming army in a place called Changsheng Fort, and no one from the Eighth Prince escaped. Li Yongfang also said, "Baduli suddenly stopped, obviously not knowing whether the following words should be said to the Khan King.

"What else do you say!" Nurhaci's expression was very ugly.

"Li Yongfang also said that the heads of the Eighth Prince and General Fei Yanggu are now in Shenyang." Baduli did not dare not refuse to report, and after saying that, his head had already hanged deeply.

He Heli's expression changed drastically. He didn't dare to look at his father-in-law. He also hated the Ming Dynasty in his heart. He didn't even say that he killed someone, but also cut off his head. This is too much bullying!

Both of them thought that the Khan would be furious and cursed, but they didn't expect that the Khan King had no reaction at all. He Heli and Baduli were frightened and raised their heads with courage. They found that although the Khan King's face turned pale, they seemed to be thinking about something. After a while, Nurhaci asked Baduli in a deep voice: "Why did the Ming army ambush the Eighth Prince and the others?"

"I don't know." Baduli shook his head, "After I received the letter, I rushed to report the news to the Khan."

Nurhaci's eyes flashed: "Who led the Ming army?"

Baduli hurriedly said, "Li Yongfang said that the one who killed the Eighth Prince and Fei Yanggu was a deputy envoy named Wei Liangchen."

"Wei Liangchen?" Nurhaci seemed familiar with a name, and then he opened his eyes: "Is it the boy sent by the emperor to pay me back?"

"It's him!"

He Heli also remembered that the Shenyang Dushi sent a document to Jianzhou a month ago, saying that the imperial court sent a deputy envoy to Fushun Pass to investigate Gao Huai's debts. The deputy envoy was Wei Liangchen.

Nurhaci had no expression on his face and slowly walked forward a few steps. Suddenly he started to swear, saying, "Wei Liangchen, a young envoy of the Ming Dynasty, killed my beloved son and killed my general. I have a great hatred for life, and I swear to be with him!"

He Heli and Baduli were so scared that they all knelt down. He Heli felt something was wrong. Could it be that King Khan would not start a war against the Ming Dynasty because of this?
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