After more than ten days of trekking, Tang Feng and a group of 100 people finally arrived at Liaoyang, where the capital of the Later Jin Dynasty was located. Liaoyang was known as Xiangping in ancient times. It has been valued by the court since the Qin and Han Dynasties, and established counties here. In the Yuan Dynasty, the Zhongshu Province was established and the provincial road system was established here. In the 17th year of Hongwu in the Ming Dynasty, the imperial court established the Liao Zhongwei, and established the commander commander and two states under the jurisdiction of the twenty-five prefectures. However, in the early years of the Tianqi period of the Ming Dynasty, the Later Jin Dynasty rose, Nurhaci took down the Liaoyang city and built the capital of the Jin Dynasty on the east bank of the Prince River outside the city. Only then did Liaoyang break away from the jurisdiction of the Ming Dynasty.

Standing by the Prince River flowing westward, Tang Feng couldn't help but feel a little emotion in his heart. It was such a not-so-prosperous and tall city that gave birth to a Qing Dynasty that destroyed the Ming Dynasty and changed the clothes of the Han people. "I'm here today. I'm going to give you a fatal blow when you are still forming a cocoon and before you turn into a butterfly. History will change its original direction from this moment!" Tang Feng made up his mind secretly.

At the city gate, there were several soldiers with thick braids standing behind them like Han people. When they saw the hundred knights walking towards the city gate, they immediately became alert. Someone had already raised the spears placed beside him and prepared to fight. Seeing this posture, Tang Feng just smiled contemptuously. It seemed that the Jin people's understanding of guards was far inferior to their attack. If the Ming army could send troops to attack them, perhaps only tens of thousands of elite soldiers could take down this not-magnificent city.

Zhou Tong drove the horses to meet them. When he saw the soldiers, he took out the token that Huang Taiji handed over to him and said, "I am the manager of the Si Beile Mansion. I brought the warriors of Korqin, Mongolia under the order of Si Beile. You don't have to panic."

The soldiers guarding the gate were actually Han people, and Jin soldiers would not do such a low-key job. Hearing this, he hurriedly stepped forward to check the token. After confirming that it was true, he signaled the soldiers to relax and let Tang Feng and the others go into the city. When Tang Feng passed by these people, he looked at their appearance carefully, and always felt that they were not like those fierce Jurchens. He suddenly felt contemptuous in his heart. He raised his head and entered Tokyo City with disdain.

There were several streets in the city that were arranged horizontally and vertically divided the entire city into several pieces. From time to time, there were people wearing leather or cloth robes and dragging braids like tails in a hurry. It seemed that they were not all Jin people. Tang Feng whispered to Zhou Tong and Zhou Tong nodded and said, "What the lord guessed is right. There are indeed many Han people in this city. Most of them surrendered to the Jin people after the fall of Liaoyang, but the Jin people only regarded them as slavery, and few could become officials of the Jin Kingdom." As he said that, he sighed helplessly.

Tang Feng also smiled bitterly. Traitors are very hateful, but the people in these cities cannot regard them as traitors. They are just for self-protection. In their minds, there is actually no difference between gold, otherwise the Jin people would not be able to gain a foothold here. However, this is the traditional habit of the Han people for thousands of years. No matter the dynasty changes, the people will only endure it silently until the last moment.

Because Zhou Tong led the way, although their team of about a hundred people was very strange and eye-catching, and attracted the attention of the Jin soldiers patrolling the city, there was no trouble. After all, Huang Taiji in Tokyo is in charge of everything, and no one in his house dared to ask about his identity. Tang Feng secretly remembered the important roads in the city. Although he didn't know what it was for now, he might use them at any time. Along the way, he could see that the Jin army's patrol in the city was not very strict, but he didn't know what would happen at night.

As they walked along the way, Tang Feng and his friends came to Huang Taiji's Beile Mansion. This was a large mansion, but it was just a big one. The other decorations and layouts were incomparable to the mansions of the dignitaries in the capital. In front of its gate were more than twenty Jin soldiers with bent bows and scimitars on their backs. They looked very energetic and fierce. Seeing that a hundred of them came over, they were not as nervous as the defenders at the gate, they just looked at them. Zhou Tong hurriedly jumped off the horse and whispered to one of the people who looked like the leader, he introduced Tang Feng and their identity as a member of the Korqin tribe of Mongolia.

The man saw Tang Feng and his team's appearance and horses and weapons, and finally frowned and said, "Mr. Zhou, it seems a bit difficult to ask them to enter the Beile Mansion. Let's do this. You can take their leader in first, and then decide after the four Beile comes back."

After Zhou Tong nodded, he told Tang Feng the captain's words. Tang Feng knew that it was impossible for the other party to let so many people in before he was confirmed, so he agreed to this suggestion and asked Song Yi to stay outside the mansion with the other people, while he himself followed Zhou Tong into the Sibeile Mansion with Lu An and Sima Junyi.

Although the decoration of this Beile Mansion is not very exquisite, its layout is similar to that of the Han people's residences. Once you enter the gate, there is a large screen wall, and there is a walkway. Behind the walkway is the lobby for the reception. Tang Feng was taken to the lobby to wait for Huang Taiji to arrive. There were many chairs in the hall. After asking Tang Feng to sit down, someone brought a drink - wine. Zhou Tong went to his residence. Looking at the jar of wine served, Tang Feng secretly complained. He thought of everything, but he didn't expect this. The Jurchens, like the Mongolians, are all drunken nations. Of course, they cannot use tea to treat them. Now that they come to see Huang Taiji as Mongolians, they will naturally be able to drink wine to entertain themselves.

Tang Feng knew that he could not refuse, and then asked someone to bring tea, so he had to pick up the jar and pour a bowl of wine, and then took a big sip. After drinking this big sip, he felt a fire burning into his stomach along his throat, and his face suddenly became hot, and it was so strong. Fortunately, he had been fighting outdoors every day during this period, so his face had long been dark and red. So although he turned red because of the wine, he couldn't see it very well, but he knew that his alcoholic strength was limited after all, and he didn't dare to drink too much, so he winked at Lu An and Ayi.

Ayi had long been slandering this jar of wine, but Tang Feng had ordered him to look at his eyes and act not to show his flaws, and told him not to speak. Then he endured it until now. Seeing Tang Feng signaling him to drink, he was not polite, so he went forward and poured himself a large bowl of wine, drank it clean, and then drank three more bowls in a row. Then he smiled with satisfaction. Lu An only poured one bowl. Although his alcoholic power was better than Tang Feng, he could not compare to Ayi, a gangster.

After drinking and resting for a while, Zhou Tong came over again. While treating them as an entertainer, he whispered to them: "I have already found out that Huang Taiji went to the palace, probably because he was dealing with government affairs and visiting his father. During this period, he had controlled the power of the entire Jin Dynasty and was very busy every day, so he would not come back until the evening. I have asked someone to go to the palace to report this matter. Maybe he will come back soon, don't worry."

Tang Feng nodded indifferently and said, "I understand. Go and do your own business. Don't let others see through your relationship with us. I will deal with the matter here."

The three of them waited in the hall until dark. The servants in the middle house brought some food and liquor, most of them entered Sima Junyi's stomach. Just as Tang Feng was a little impatient, a thud of leather boots came from outside, and the group walked in. When a middle-aged man in gray and black fur in the middle called Tang Feng and the others as soon as he saw Tang Feng and the others, he said something to Tang Feng and the others that made them confused.

"It's over, I'm too careless and forgot this!" Tang Feng felt panic. It turned out that he had made great calculations but forgot that he was not a real Mongolian and could not speak Mongolian at all. Now Huang Taiji spoke Mongolian to him, so what should I do? Suddenly, Tang Feng found that Huang Taiji's face was also a little embarrassed. He looked at a servant beside him from time to time and continued to speak after nodding. This made Tang Feng have a guess in his heart: he shouldn't be too good at speaking Mongolian.

At this time, I could only bet on luck, so Tang Feng also greeted him, and then strode his chest and said in some bumpy Chinese words: "Si Beile, it is better for us to communicate in the words of the Chinese people. I think you should understand what I am talking about, right?"

Huang Taiji immediately showed a glad expression on his face when he heard this, and he hurriedly said, "It turns out that the Mongolian envoys also know how to say the Han people. That's a good thing. Please!" He said the very standard Ming Dynasty official words. As he spoke, he raised his hand and asked Tang Feng to sit in the hall.

Seeing that Tang Feng avoided the danger of being discovered at this critical moment, Lu An was relieved. When he saw that the situation just now, he immediately wanted to take Huang Taiji as a hostage, but then he found that the guards who were following Huang Taiji were not ordinary people. Fortunately, he did not take action rashly, otherwise he would have all died here.

After both sides sat down, Tang Feng carefully looked at this historical figure who made the Qing Dynasty truly powerful with the light. He was about 35 years old, tall, and square face with a pair of eyes that exuded his spirit from time to time, showing his not only firm but also wise side. He did not have a thick and messy beard like an ordinary Jurchen, but had two beards on his lips, and his lower jaw was bearded like a needle.
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