"Yuanzi, after Oboi surrendered, he was still quite at peace. Unlike others, he was extremely utilitarian. If he had a utilitarian mind, he would be good, so he could be used. Therefore, I plan to send him to your army to help you. What do you think?" Zhu Youlang said to Zhang Jiayu.

Zhang Jiayu was stunned when she heard this and said to herself: "What is the intention of the emperor? Do you want me to observe Oboi and then use him again? Yes, the emperor is giving Manren a hint that as long as he sincerely surrenders, he can still be reused."

"Yes, I followed the order and heard that Shunning Bo was good at making decisions and was extremely brave and famous among the Manchus. During this Northern Expedition, I just rely on his surrender of the Qing army. In addition, I plan to let the son Zhang Hu follow Shunning Bo to learn from it. I believe that Shunning Bo will definitely live up to His Majesty's high expectations, kill the enemy bravely, and achieve great achievements." Zhang Jiayu replied.

"It's really easy to talk to smart people." When Zhu Youlang heard this, he knew that Zhang Jiayu had already understood his profound meaning.

"Your Majesty, Ning Wan, I would like to meet Shun'an Marquis. I wonder if it is allowed?" The military matter came to an end, and Huang Zongxi asked for instructions again.

"Accurate. After all, the two of them have a deep brotherhood. If they don't meet each other in front of them, they will be a little unkind. Not only can Jiergalang meet, Dahai and Hazhan meet, they can meet each other." Zhu Youlang said openly.

"Your Majesty, I am eager to meet Your Majesty. I wonder when your Majesty will be summoned?"

"I'm not in a hurry when he is anxious. I'll let him go for three days first and see him in three days."

"Abide by the order!"

...

That evening, an old man wearing a blue cloth gown came outside the inn where the Qing Dynasty mission was stationed.

The old man was fifty years old, with his waist and back, and stood outside the inn with his hands behind his back, following a housekeeper beside him, and behind him was a young servant, who was carrying a three-layer food box in his hand.

"Please inform us, Shun'an Hou Jiergalang came to pay homage to the Qing envoy." The housekeeper walked forward and said to the two soldiers guarding outside the door.

"Master Shun'an?" The soldiers guarding the gate did not know Jiergalang, but had only heard of it.

After the housekeeper reported it, he realized that the seemingly ordinary old man was Jirgalang, the regent of the Qing Dynasty.

"Greetings to the Marquis!" The two soldiers were stunned. When they reacted, they hurriedly knelt on one knee and saluted.

"Forget it. May I ask, who is responsible for the inspection of the inn?" Jirgalang waved his hand and asked politely.

"If you come back to the Marquis, it is the Jinyiwei who is in charge of the execution of the Qianhu Sun and Linsun." The soldier replied.

"Oh, please call Lord Sun."

"twitter!"

A soldier agreed and got up and ran towards the inn. After a while, Sun Tonglin quickly came out of the inn, bowed to Jiergalang from a distance, and then knelt on one knee near the front: "Sun Tonglin, the lower official, paid a visit to the Marquis!"

"Mr. Sun, please get up."

Jirgalang smiled and stretched out his hand and helped Sun Tonglin up.

"Mr. Marquis, what are your instructions to summon the officials to come?"

"Mr. Sun, I came to visit the Qing envoy. I wonder if it is convenient?"

"It's convenient. The emperor has issued an order, and the marquis can go to see the envoys of the Qing Dynasty at any time."

"It's okay to take a longer time, right?"

"It's okay. The Marquis will stay as long as he wants."

"Okay, then Benjue will go in?"

"Mr. Marquis, please understand the officials of the government."

Sun Tonglin stood at the door without moving, and his eyes were aimed at the food box in the servant's hand.

"Oh, it's all my fault. This is a dish specially ordered by Mr. Sun. Please check it." When Jirhalang saw this situation, he immediately understood and asked the servant to open the food box.

Sun Tonglin saw a bottle of "Pear Blossom White" wine in the first layer of food box, and the two layers of food boxes below were two hot and two cool dishes.

Two hot dishes are steamed mutton, one is mutton soup, two cold dishes are salted duck, and the other is cold lettuce.

"Mr. Marquis, please don't be surprised. The subordinates should try it in person."

"Please give me some advice."

Jirgalang understood that Sun Tonglin was so strict that he did not give him face, but because of his special identity, he had to consider the safety of group meals.

This was originally the responsibility of Sun Tonglin, so it is not surprising.

Sun Tonglin asked Bingding to find a wine glass, a pair of chopsticks, and drank a small glass of wine. He tasted all kinds of dishes symbolically.

Forget it, I stood up and stretched out my hand, let Jirgalang enter: "Mr. Marquis, please."

Jirhalang smiled at Sun Tonglin and walked into the hall.

As soon as I entered the yard, I hurriedly greeted Ning Wan.

"Prince, I think I'm a slave!" Ning Wan, I walked to Jiergalang, skillfully swung my horse's sleeves, and knelt in the patio.

Jirgalang did not see Duoduo and Dong'e, but saw Ning Wan, wearing familiar official clothes and performing familiar Manchuria rituals. Suddenly, it seemed that I had returned to Beijing three years ago, and I couldn't help but feel mixed emotions.

"Oh, Gongfu, please get up quickly. I am no longer Prince Zheng of the Qing Dynasty. It is really inappropriate to give this gift." Jiergalang hurried forward and helped Ning Bao.

"Prince, are you already determined to be the Shun'an Marquis of the Ming Dynasty?" Ning Wan raised my head and asked directly.

Jirgalang quickly looked at both sides, and saw that the Jinyiwei was standing far away, and he felt a little relieved, and sighed: "Oh, it's hard to say anything. Gongfu, I'm really speechless when you blame me for your righteousness."

"Prince, I dare not, but you are not happy about Shu and have forgotten your hometown, your master, and your old friend?" Ning Wan asked with a very sad look.

Seeing Ning Wan, I was so straightforward, Jirhalang said to himself: "Your Mah, you are such a solid person. That's right. If it weren't for this real situation, how could this labour fall on you?"

"Lao Ning, as an envoy of the Qing Dynasty, why did you kneel down to Minggou?! Get up!"

At this moment, Jirhalang suddenly heard a cold voice coming from the corridor. He quickly raised his head and saw Dodo, Dong'e standing at the steps. Dodo's eyes were full of rebelliousness and was looking at him coldly.

"Old Fifteen, how are you...? Dong'e, good niece, how are you?"

Jirgalang did not care about the disrespect in Duoduo's words. When he saw his relatives, he was in a state of excitement and couldn't help but walk forward quickly, wanting to hug Duoduo.

"Do not let go! Don't use your dog's paws to dirty my clothes!" Duoduo slapped Jirgalang's hand and said angrily.

"Fifteenth brother, you, why do you treat Brother Six like this?" Jirgalang's face changed several times. His longing for his relatives and his hardships that no one told him suddenly surged into his heart. Tears flashed in his eyes and said in a stutter.

"How did you tell me to treat you?! You forgot that the blood of the Aisin Gioro family flows on your body, and you forgot that your noble identity! You are afraid of death, you sell your country and seek honor, and you don't want to be a human being, but you go to be a dog! You still want to show your identity as your elder brother, which is ridiculous and hateful!" Duoduo's face turned red and he cursed loudly.
Chapter completed!