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Chapter 969

I only hope that it will not be too unexpected for my uncle, and I hope that His Royal Highness Tukun and his uncle can get through this difficulty, otherwise, the good situation that Totohai has just opened up will become a beautiful dream like a bubble, and it will burst as soon as it is poked.

Tukun and the old man took the carriage, day and night, and they were about to be scattered, so they rushed back to Totuohai and saw the right captain Tuton.

And the burly Tutun looked at these two dusty and tired important prisoners, and his face was extremely ugly. "His Royal Highness Tukun, who fits Zuo Danghu, dare to ask where the two of you went, and why did you delay for so long? Could it be that in the eyes of the two of them, the will of the great Moli Khan is no longer important?! ”

Tuton had waited too long, and the important thing was that he had not returned to the Golden Horde for so long, which had provoked the anger of Moli Khan, and he had already sent another man to rush over, expressing serious dissatisfaction with his behavior of not even bringing back a person for such a long time.

And Tuton has already asked for someone from Crutin a few times, but the thing is pretending to be deaf and dumb all day long, or he simply hides himself, even if he is blocked by himself, he really doesn't know, he doesn't believe you search for it yourself.

When Tuton's patience was directly polished away, and he gritted his teeth and almost wanted to burn this Totuohai with a fire, he saw Tukun and fit the old master, how could this make his mood better?

Seeing Tutun, whose face was so blue that he was afraid of people, sneered again and again, Tukun and the mood of the old man were not much better. Ni Ma, I finally took a lot of effort to dig up the three counties of Hetao from the hands of Cao Hu'er, the bastard, and before I got the heat, and the matter was not straightened out, you rushed to the door to bring us to the Golden Horde, can we be in a good mood?

"Why does the right lieutenant feel that he was sent by my father Khan to summon him and feel very wronged?" Tukun's expression instantly became gloomy, and he stiffened up such a sentence without yin or yang, rolling Tuton's eyes.

However, the other party is also the son of Moli Khan, His Royal Highness the second prince, although Tukun is suspected of conspiracy, but it is only a suspicion, and he really doesn't dare to offend this master too much.

Maybe if one day the waves turn, although he is the right captain, but people have missed days, horses have stumbled, who does not have ups and downs, thinking of this, Tu Dun finally suppressed the anger that had just arisen, and snorted and decided not to fight with this highness again. "Please also ask Your Highness and the Boss to hurry up and get on the road, Your Majesty has already sent someone over to urge you after the last general came to the Toto Sea."

"What is the matter with my father Khan seeking me to go to the court of the Golden Horde? I also bothered Lord Tutun to sue one or two. Tukun didn't move immediately, but lowered his voice and asked Tutun straight to the ground.

This made Tutun stunned for a moment, and after coughing dryly, he took out the words that His Majesty had ordered before and perfunctory them again.

Tukun listened, stroked the short beard under his chin and looked at Tutun with a smile, until he saw Tutun's heart hairy, Tukun slowly shook his head. "Lord Tuton, do you think this king will believe it?"

Without waiting for Tutun to speak, Tukun turned and stepped onto his carriage, which had been overhauled and replaced with horses.

Stunned looking at the slowly moving carriage, thinking of Tukun's meaningful gaze, Tutun couldn't help but reach out and scratch his head, do you love to believe it or not, it's your father, the great Moli Khan ordered, do I dare not say that?

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Tukun boarded the carriage, but the old man did not board the carriage, but rode side by side with Na Tuton to brag and brag, the problem is that Tuton, the right lieutenant, is a rough man, what can he talk about with a man of culture.

What's more, the old man's mouth is bad and bad, which makes Tuton ignore him, but it's not easy to offend, after all, the Bu family is a big family with a lot of Qihu, and even the Ji family is the sister of this old family, among the royal highnesses of several princes, Tukun and the ninth prince Lahan were born to the Ji family. As for the eldest prince, Hassan, he was born to the former Tsan clan.

Well, if you can't afford to mess with it, what should you do? Hide, you can always afford to hide if you can't afford to provoke you, right? Tutun simply rode his horse around, and after three or five down, the old man with the old arms and legs couldn't keep up with his rhythm, so he could only stare at his back, which made Tuton secretly proud in his heart.

But he didn't notice that the old treacherous guy who fit the old man also showed a hidden smile that his trick had succeeded, but it was fleeting, and no one noticed the weird smile at all.

Tutun ran away, and the old man simply talked nonsense with the guards of the Golden Horde, the old guy's eloquence is indeed quite good, not to mention that he is a relative of the emperor, and this Golden Horde Janissary will naturally not let go of this opportunity to shoot the uncle of the country.

Tutun saw that the old man was bragging and farting with those Golden Horde guards, so he naturally didn't bother to pay attention to it, but he didn't notice it at all, and he didn't know when, there were a few more silk cloths in the cuffs that fit the old master.

After camping that night, after staggering around the camp for a while, he slowly walked into the royal tent of His Royal Highness Tukun, and outside the royal tent, it was naturally guarded by His Royal Highness Tukun's own prince.

As for those guards, it was naturally impossible for His Royal Highness the Prince to be held as a prisoner, but they still intentionally or unintentionally surrounded Tukun's royal tent and his two hundred guards firmly in the center of the camp, of course, in the name of protecting His Highness's safety.

"Why are you here...... It's already so late and you still haven't rested? Tu Kun, who was sitting in front of the small iron stove, sipping milk tea and looking at the Han family classics in his hand, saw that the old man had stepped into the camp, and he couldn't help but be a little stunned.

"Your Highness, haven't you rested yet? The old minister is old, he doesn't sleep so much, he sat in the carriage for a day today, his legs and feet are numb, and it's good to be active more......" The old man laughed, stepped forward and bowed and explained.

"Then sit down, come on, this king just made a pot of milk tea, take advantage of the heat to drink some to warm up, now it is getting closer and closer to winter, the wind on this grassland, just like a knife." It's better to be careful so as not to catch the cold. Tukun nodded, personally lifted the pot, and filled a cup of milk tea for the old man.

"Thank you Your Highness for the tea, Your Highness has good craftsmanship, this tea tastes really good......" After taking a sip, he praised loudly with a smile on his eyebrows. However, at this time, Tukun's eyes were staring at the side of talking and laughing loudly, while dipping his finger in the milk tea on the desk and pointing to the handwriting of the milk tea on the desk.

After Tukun saw the things that fit the old man's writing, his eyes instantly widened like the incandescent light bulb. But soon, under the hint of the old master, he came back to his senses, pretended to be casual, and chatted with the old man for a while.

In line with the old master's proposal, since you can't sleep, why don't you just talk about it with the two of you? His Royal Highness Tukun naturally raised his hands in approval, so the two began to play Go in the tent.

"Playing chess? What the hell is going on in the middle of the night, okay, Captain Pontus knows, you go down first, just keep an eye on them, don't let them find out we're spying on them, understand? Tuton touched the thick beard under his chin, rolled his eyes helplessly, and decided not to bother to pay attention to these two guys who were too obsessed with Han culture.

Of course, he didn't think that these two guys were playing chess, but they were exchanging information and discussing countermeasures under the guise of playing chess. And during today's march, those silk cloths that I don't know when they were stuffed into the sleeves of the old man have been spread out under Tukun's eyes.

Looking at the contents of the silk cloth, Tukun's expression was as if he had just rushed into the pigsty and accidentally jumped and fell on the pile of pig, and his open mouth was also stuffed with that thing.

Surprisingly angry, aggrieved, and mad, countless grass and mud horses in my heart are running wildly.

He never thought that he would be framed like this, and more importantly, the woman who claimed to be a fox chan master and was mistaken by himself for being the female disciple of the ** king of the Western Regions, would actually be the princess Zhaoyang of the Tang Dynasty, what is the situation?

Tukun had an expression of being struck by a series of lightning chains on his head, and the whole person was stunned, looking at the scribbled information in a daze, and the shock in his heart was definitely no less than the huge tsunami that had engulfed Atlantis.