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During lunch, the leaders gathered again, and when Ah Tai announced the plan, the whole audience was silent.

Fang Xing glanced at the group of people and said arrogantly: "This is what Your Majesty means. The Tatars should be under the jurisdiction of King Hening to get the support of the Ming Dynasty."

Zhu Di was still watching, wanting to see if the Tatars could completely surrender before they could be awarded the title, such as the former Nuergandusi.

The person below had no expression on his face, and Atai shook his head slightly at Fang Xing, indicating that it was not feasible.

Fang Xing stood up and said, "Three days, three days later, I will see the people, otherwise... I will let you know what the anger of the Ming Dynasty is!"

Fang Xing left with his sleeves, and Atai sat blankly, like a... a puppet.

Yes, he was originally a puppet. He used to be Alutai's puppet, but now he has become a puppet of the Ming Dynasty.

Soon, the only group of people was left Chahan.

Chahan frowned and said, "Prince, Xing and Bo are too anxious! Maybe they will anger."

Atai narrowed his eyes slightly and sneered: "All ambitious people, it's better to clean up everything. This grassland cannot accommodate a second owner."

Atai forgot that he was not the owner of this grassland, and the anger of being humiliated by the leaders just now burst out.

"The Oirats are not having a good time this winter. If they go to join, they will fall into the trap! Go! Go!"

Atai waved his hands and his face turned red.

"The Ming Dynasty would not rob our pasture at least, at least it would not kill our herdsmen for no reason, but they would! Kill people in Yingye, kill them! You know how to kill them, and then go and rob them! I thought this was in the former Song Dynasty! Idiots! They are all idiots!"

Yuelu sent a glass of water over, interrupting Atai's anger.

After drinking water, Atai's expression cleared a little and said to Chahan: "You must stare at them. If you find any abnormalities, send someone to report the news immediately."

Chahan nodded and said, "Don't worry, your prince, but will the Ming army take action first?"

Atai said: "No, the Ming army is here to appease, the army is just a demonstration."

...

Fang Xing left this matter behind and took his servants around the grassland all day long. Unfortunately, there was no prey nearby, so he could only return with regret.

In the past, the Tatar tribe did not dare to grazle in this place not far from Xinghe Fort. Now it is different. The herdsmen are very satisfied with the grass here and are busy collecting it all day long.

The leaders did not move after returning. It is said that several of them came out to patrol in their boots at night, flashing in the dark, particularly dazzling.

Atai just drinks alcohol every day, and only Chahan is accompanying him, which seems to be weak.

The next day, Fang Xing went out again.

The flowers on the grassland are blooming, wandering in it, as if they are in a fairy tale world.

This is the most beautiful season on the grassland. If a poet is here, he will definitely recite a few poems.

Xin Laoqi and others looked at Fang Xing, thinking about such a beautiful scenery, the master had to write a poem no matter how much he said.

Fang Xing also felt a little emotional in his heart, but after thinking for a long time, he remembered a song.

"You are a wild horse, but I don't have a grassland..."

Fang Xing held it in for a long time and finally wrote these two sentences.

Is this a poem?

Fang Xing turned around and saw that Xin Laoqi and other servants looked strange, like constipation, and coughed dryly and said, "What do you know? This is a postmodern poem, cough cough! It is simple and meaningless."

Only Xin Laoqi can believe Fang Xing unconditionally. Even if Fang Xinger pulls down the moon tomorrow, he will praise him: "Master is so amazing!" and then do whatever he should do.
Chapter completed!