Tizhu's surprise smile was like a flower blooming. Jiang Anyi was fascinated by the past. He responded with a smile: "Long time no see, Tizhu girl."

"Bold", "Rareless, dare to call him the name of a saint", "How noble is the saint, how noble is, how can he be the sister of a lowly Zheng people?" Several rebukes sounded at the same time, and many desert people glared at Jiang Anyi.

Tizhu is young and beautiful. After Wushi Dahan's death, she ran around many times, trying her best to prevent her two brothers from fighting and splitting the desert, and even joined the Sadu Cult to become a saint. She worked hard for the stability and unity of the Demon clan. Most of the Demon people were grateful to her. The younger generation of Demon people regarded her as the saint in her heart, and there were fanatical followers like Atina who were willing to die for her. There were many such people in the Golden Wolf Guards in the tent.

Tizhu smiled and said, "You must not be rude. Brother Jiang and I are old acquaintances. It is not wrong for him to call me a girl."

Seeing the saint looking at Jiang Anyi affectionately, countless fragile hearts broke, Atina's left arm tightly grasped the hilt of the knife, suppressing the urge to draw the knife. After Jiang Anyi was cut off from his right arm, he did not return to the tribe to heal his wounds, but continued to stay in the Golden Wolf Army. The Golden Wolf Army lost more than half of its personnel, and the newly recruited personnel needed to step up training, Tizhu asked him to train these newly joined Golden Wolf Cavalry. Atina found a reason to say a few more words to Saint Tizhu. Tizhu understood his thoughts and was heartbroken on his right arm. He talked to him with a happy face every time, which made Atina ecstatic.

Confucius secretly complained that there were many admirers among the desert people. He wanted to use Jiang Anyi to reach a peace talks with her to make a mistake. Thinking of this, Confucius quickly spoke out: "Saint, the Dharma King, Kong came to the peace talks with me, hoping that the two countries can turn wars into jade and silk."

As soon as he finished speaking, Kunbo, who was sitting on the left, shouted coldly: "The war was initiated by your Zheng Kingdom. If you can't win, you want to negotiate. How can you do such a cheap thing? Let your emperor clean his neck. I will cut off his head with my own hands."

"Yes, your Zheng State has been defeated by us. What qualifications do you have to negotiate with us? We will go to your Zheng State to get whatever you want."

"Most of the warriors in our tribe died, how could they just let it go? The blood debts and blood are paid. The Zheng people are waiting for our iron hooves."

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There was a lot of yelling and scolding in the golden tent. Chen Guang's legs, which had finally recovered from calmness, began to shake again. Jiang Anyi ignored the clamor of the desert people beside him, and looked at each other calmly. Dharma King Badorje coughed lightly and said, "Don't be noisy, let the people of Zheng think we are rude."

As soon as the Dharma King spoke, he immediately became quiet. Confucius keenly realized that the Dharma King's prestige was still above the Saint and Kunbo and Liman. If he could convince the Dharma King to discuss great things, he would be successful. Seeing that the Dharma King was kind and looked like the monks in Mingpu Temple, he should be a compassionate person, and perhaps he could be convinced.

Tizhu asked everyone to sit down, and the maid presented butter tea. Before Kong Sheng came, he learned about the customs of the people of Mo people. He did not rush to bring a bowl to drink tea. Instead, he asked the Dharma King for a few words of the sutras of Saduism. When the maid came to the front of him with a teapot again, he picked up the bowl and blew it gently, blew the oil on the tea, took a sip and praised: "Good tea, fragrant and delicious."

Put down the tea bowl and talk about the serious business, Confucius stopped the two countries

During the war, the Zheng army retreated to Zhenbeicheng, opened a mutual market, exchanged prisoners of war and other conditions. As for compensation for silver and materials, Kong Province did not say anything, and it was left to be given to future negotiations.

After listening to Cong Sheng's statement silently, Badorje asked: "My disciple Lehake is in the hands of your army."

Kong Sheng was happy in his heart. The attention of King Badorje of Leha so much showed that Leha was a powerful bargaining chip. He hurriedly said, "Master Leha is in my camp, except for some inconvenience in movement."

"Send Master Leha back, we will have a peace talk." Kunbo interrupted. The black wolf suffered heavy losses at the moment, and his strength was not as good as Liman. Master Leha supported him to take office and fell into Zhengren's hands. Kunbo was a little anxious. If Master Leha could return Master Leha, it would be better to pretend to talk to Zhengren.

Li Man sneered in his heart. This reckless man jumped out in a hurry and did not save Master Leha. He clearly pushed Leha out. He picked up a bowl and took a sip of tea. Li Man watched the show leisurely. This time, the Qu Master made a plan to reverse the situation. The support of the tribes for themselves increased significantly. He only waited to drive the Zheng army out of the grassland and he could become a new Khan in one fell swoop. The war had just ended, and all the people needed to rest. You might as well play with the Zheng State's mission for two days. When the army was rested, change into the equipment seized from the Zheng people, and teach the Zheng army a heavy lesson. Only fools would have peace talks. Why do you have to talk nonsense on the table if you can get on the battlefield? Zheng State has a lot of good things. If you can take advantage of the victory to enter the pass, it would be beautiful.

Both sides had what each other wanted, and the peace talks began. Zheng State took Kong Province and Chen Yinguang as the main force, and Mo State was Zuo Dajuqu and Kalu. This kind of kung fu invasion and water grinding was extremely challenging to patience. Jiang Anyi sat behind Kong Province and looked around boredly. A maid quietly approached his side and said, "Master Jiang, the saint, please go and talk."

Jiang Anyi was stunned. His identity was the deputy envoy of Zheng State. Tizhu was the saint of the Demon State. He had nominal leader. He met in private. Moreover, when he went to the royal court the previous time, someone used Princess Lihua (Limanqian) to frame him, which forced him to kidnap Tizhu and escape from the Western Regions.

When Kong Sheng heard this, he said with anticipation: "Master Jiang, you might as well go and meet the saint. It would be better if she could persuade her to agree to stop the army."

Kong Zuoxiang said, but Jiang Anyi had to respond to "yes" and stood up and followed the maid out of the tent. This time it was not a trap. Jiang Anyi saw Tizhu in the tent not far away. The space inside the tent was quite large, separated by a light yellow silk curtain. In front was a place for the guests, and the tables and chairs were simply placed. The furnishings were very simple. The only thing that was eye-catching was flowers. On the table, under the tent window, and in the middle of the coffee table, were placed in colorful ways, making the simple tent full of vitality.

Back then, Jiang Anyi mistakenly broke through Tizhu's tent. The decorations inside the tent were luxurious and mostly fashionable furniture in Zheng State, which was a world of difference from the simple ones in front of him. Tizhu changed into a red dress and complex gold patterns embroidered on her sleeves, making Tizhu look more and more beautiful as a flower.

Seeing Jiang Anyi looking at his residence, a red cloud appeared on Tizhu's face and he greeted in a sweet voice: "Brother Jiang, my sister's residence is simple, which makes you laugh. After more than ten years of separation, I didn't expect to see Brother Jiang in the royal court. My sister cooked butter tea with her own hands and asked Brother Jiang to try it. I haven't seen her for so many years, so I wonder if Brother Jiang is in Zheng State?"

"You are polite to Saint, Jiang doesn't dare." Faced with Tizhu's enthusiasm, Jiang Anyi remembered the situation in the tent and did not dare to call Tizhu girls arrogantly.

On the contrary, Tizhu said coquettishly: "This place is not a gold account, it is my sister's private account. Brother Jiang doesn't have to be so apart. Over the years, my sister often thinks of Brother Jiang, but I wonder if Brother Jiang has ever thought of her."

Tizhu's direct words made Jiang Anyi feel a little overwhelmed, so he had to change his words: "Jiang often misses the girl. I heard that the girl is so majestic in Moting, so I am happy for the girl..."

Jiang Anyi and Tizhu sat cross-legged, and they talked and laughed about the situation after they parted. Before they could tell a stick of incense, there was a quarrel outside the tent. Jiang Anyi stopped talking, Tizhu frowned and asked, "What's going on outside, who is making noise?"

"You can't go in, the saint is meeting the guests." The maid's voice came from outside, and immediately raised the curtain. Atina broke in. Atina held a large handful of flowers in his left hand, glared at Jiang Anyi with a angrily eyebrows and said loudly: "Saint, how can you meet with the deputy envoy of Zheng State in private? It would damage your reputation for being pure and purity when spreading it. That Zheng man, don't get out yet."

Tizhu raised her eyebrows and angrily shouted: "Atina, bold, when is it your turn to point fingers at this saint? Get out of here."

Attina's face suddenly turned pale, her left hand drooped weakly, and the big hand in her hand fell to the ground. She glared at Jiang Anyi fiercely, and Attina shook the curtain and left.

Jiang Anyi stood up uneasy and said, "Girl, I am the deputy envoy of Zheng State. It is inconvenient to meet you in private. It makes people misunderstood and will affect the peace talks between the two countries. After the peace talks are successful, we will find time to talk."

Tizhu lowered her head and sighed softly: "Brother Jiang, actually, my little sister knows that you two countries are in war. It is impossible for us to sit together and joke like brothers and sisters. But...Brother Jiang, I miss you very much. I often dream about you, dreaming of riding horses and hunting with you..."

The words became deeper and deeper, and finally became silent murmurs. Jiang Anyi felt sad when he saw Tizhu crying, and forced a smile and said, "Girl, when the two countries no longer fight, I can come to the grassland to see you, and you can also go to Zheng State. The future is long. Okay, girl, I'm leaving."

Looking at Jiang Anyi's back as he left, Tizhu's tears rolled down and she cried silently. She knew that the two countries of Zheng and Mo had fought, and hundreds of thousands of casualties were killed or injured. How could such a deep blood hatred be easily resolved? She and Jiang Anyi belonged to the two countries and were destined to have no result.

Kong Sheng was a little surprised. Why did Jiang Anyi come back in less than a quarter of an hour? After a closer look, Jiang Anyi was wearing Qi Rong's face and his heart sank. Is there a dispute between Jiang Anyi and the Saint? Before Jiang Anyi's butt was hot, there was a noise outside the golden tent. Someone was shouting, "Get out of the envoy of Zheng State, get out of the saint", "Zheng envoy blasphemed the saint, and deserves to be killed", "Kill the envoy Zheng and avenge the tribe members"...

Chen Yinguang looked at Jiang Anyi resentfully, without asking about the trouble caused by this guy. The man was unreasonable and often swung his sword to kill people. He was dragged by Jiang Anyi in the tiger's den and was afraid that his life would be difficult to save.
Chapter completed!