starling is not a bird

When Fourteen Baylor knelt down, Eight Baylor clearly saw how firm his straight back was. Kangxi shook his head: "You are still young."

Fourteen Baylor walked a few steps closer to the emperor: "Huang Ama, Brother Ninth is in danger this time. That bastard can't avoid being involved, so let my son go. You have to find out the matter no matter what. If Brother Ninth is safe and sound, They can still keep their family members, if something happens to brother Jiu, Huang Ama, you can't be foolish and let them go!"

Dunbeile stood up and said, "What my brother said is that if it is possible, Huang Ama, my son is willing to go there, but the son here in the capital is also worried about Huang Ama, and he wants to come to Huang Ama is also in the same mind!"

Kangxi sighed, with a face of deep exhaustion. He had few relatives in his life, sent away his parents and his first wife, and countless children died young. No matter how hard his heart was, he could not bear such repeated trials.

: "Su Nu will set off tonight. Brother Fourteen, you can go with me now, and I will send my belongings to you as soon as possible!"

Fourteen Baylor was overjoyed, knocked his head a few times, got up and left, stopped when he passed by Babeile, and pinched Babeile's shoulder: "Brother, don't worry, I will definitely bring Ninth Brother back. "

Babeile held his younger brother's hand behind his back, his voice trembling: "Well, bring your Ninth Brother back well, Bage is waiting for you in the capital!"

Kangxi only felt that the boundless darkness was about to cover him, and the heavy weight on his back made it difficult for him to even breathe. He could not accept such a result. How many years had passed? Nothing in the year made the emperor who held the world in his hands feel powerless.

Kangxi had a lot of doubts about the chaos in Tibet. Didn't Sunu drive them to the extremely cold place?

Even if my confidant is in the past, it means that everything is under control, Tibet has been calmed down, there is nothing to worry about, and it will be stable soon.

So how did these stragglers rob Brother Nine?Kangxi knew that his son would not be under a dangerous wall at will, and even those who followed him couldn't help him taking such risks. The place in Tibet was bitterly cold, and Brother Jiu would not walk around at will. Brother, are there any other factors in this?

Kangxi became more and more gloomy as he thought about it, and it took him a long time to remember that Babeile was still kneeling: "Brother Bage got up and sat down, your legs and feet are not good, and you will feel uncomfortable if you kneel for a long time."

Babeile struggled to get up, and sure enough, he was numb below the knees. When he was shaking, Dubeile quickly came over to support him, much faster than the servant.

Dumbele supported Babeile to sit on the chair, and carefully flicked the hem of his clothes. Babeile frowned: "The ground is clean, there is no dust."

Dumbele smiled: "Brother, don't you like to be clean?"

Listening to their usual conversation, Kangxi's heart suddenly softened, and he said softly, "If you miss Xiao Jiu so much, he will definitely come back safe and sound. Old ten, you are good at work. I will leave this matter to fourteen, old Ba, don't be idle, come to the court tomorrow, and you have to watch over Lao Jiu's matter!"

Babeile stood up and responded: "My son must do his best!"

Kangxi waved his hand: "I know what you are doing, what is it that you didn't put your heart into? Let alone your brother's matter? I am very relieved, but I hope you will calm down and report everything you find out to me, so that you are not allowed to mess around. "

Babeile was dizzy, but his mind was still as sharp as ever: "Does Huang Ama know something inside?"

Kangxi didn't answer him directly: "Whether there is an inside story or not, your brother's life is in the hands of others, so you have to be careful."

Leaving the palace, Babeile turned around and went to Dunbeile's mansion, and called out the chief manager directly: "Tie up that barbarian who sweeps the floor in your backyard."

Throwing the tightly bound people onto the horse's back, Babeile rode straight to the west gate of the city, and the guards behind beat the horse desperately for fear of losing him.

When they arrived at the city gate, Fourteen Baylor had already taken out the warrant to open the city gate, and Sunu's carriage had also been inspected. Eight Baylor hurried over, Sunu got off the car to salute, and Eight Baylor waved: "Get up, sir! There is something serious to explain."

As he said that, he tore off the human bun on the horse's back, kicked it to Sunu, leaned over, and said softly: "This is Cangyang Gyatso, the living Buddha, you take him there, and exchange him for my younger brother." .”

Su Nu was stunned for a long time before recovering, and said vigilantly, "Master, did you just hand him over to the slave?"

Babeile nodded: "Just do it yourself, I will take care of everything! Don't talk about anything else, but my brother's life is important, and it would be best if I could come back with my whole body. The emperor and I will remember you. If you have to, I will also take care of you." To save his life, you can use money and people as you like!"

As he spoke, he took out a few banknotes from his purse, and Sunu took a closer look, and found that they were all in large denominations of [-]: "My lord, you really are."

Babeile waved his hand, dragged Fourteen Baylor over, and stuffed him with a purse: "Time is too tight, and there is no time to prepare anything. I will rush over to give you something tomorrow. Who doesn't love money? No matter how much you spend, you must I want to rescue your ninth brother!"

Fourteen Baylor nodded, with a resolute expression on his face: "Myna, don't worry, I didn't expect to come back alone when I went this time. I will definitely bring Jiuge back with me."

Babeile clenched his hand, and only looked at Fourteen Baylor seriously. Before he knew it, this younger brother had already grown so tall. His shoulders were really strong, and his hands were really strong. Then , Entrust your trust to him, it must be fine.

Chi Chi stood in the wind, watching the shadows of the people traveling far away slowly disappearing into the night, the person next to him couldn't help persuading him: "Master, it's late at night, go back."

Babeile muttered to himself: "He will definitely come back, right? For sure."

The wind in Tibet was howling, and the cave was already dripping with ice. Wrapped in a tattered fur, Minbeile's face was blue from the cold, he clenched his teeth, and never bowed his head.

All the guards who followed along the way were killed. Min Baylor watched the people who accompanied him day and night being killed one by one, and watched their bodies being dragged out without even a burial. His heart ached and he secretly vowed to survive. , Escape, give these guys a good look, and avenge their own people.

: "Drink, drink water." A Tibetan forced a dirty broken bowl into Minbele's hand. Minbele wanted to have the backbone to refuse, but he hadn't touched his teeth for three days, so he had to shut up. Closing his eyes, holding his breath, he managed to take a big sip, but luckily the water was warm.

Before the water fell into the stomach pouch, the hot air had just passed through the throat, and Min Baylor was dragged up by the collar again: "Go, go, go!"

The water he just drank was choked out like this, and Min Baylor felt that he had suffered all the hardships in his life this time, so he staggered to follow, stuffed into the sled, and swallowed the cold wind in the snowstorm.

After finally reaching a deep valley with a leeward wind, Minbeile walked forward in the heavy snow with one foot deep and one foot shallow, and there was a white tent in the distance. It seemed that he had arrived at their lair.

Stumbled into being locked up, Minbeile found an angle to curl up his body. These people don’t speak Chinese, and they don’t understand Tibetan, so they can’t communicate at all. The guards here are also very strict. To be honest, Minbeile doesn’t dare to guess himself s future.

Babeile began to go to court, and the courtiers saw Babeile's resoluteness for the first time, handling things so ruthlessly, leaving no room for others.

After interrogating all the people who followed Minbeile, he took the opportunity to reach into the military department, cleaned it up, pulled out more than half of the nails, and went to investigate who had funded those rebellious soldiers.

After this investigation, the prince's eyeliner and the county king's disciples actually have their own ideas. The military department is no different from a sieve. They dare to release any news. Those nobles dare to intervene in any matter and accept any money.

Babeile did not forget Kangxi's instructions, and reported all the things that he thought would not affect him, no matter how big or small, to Kangxi, and any behavior that required Kangxi's support, all reported to Kangxi to make a decision.

In private, Fourteen Baylor sent two private letters a day without stopping. Eighth Baylor transferred half of the people who needed it here to go to Tibet. He didn't care about the loss of manpower, as long as his brother was safe.

The dark thread buried in Tibet was also mobilized, and the servants with supernatural powers also went straight to Tibet at night. When Babeile was in a state of anxiety, the prince actually stretched out his claws in an attempt to make a profit.

: "Let Achadu transfer people to the Sichuan area, and you can't let Sunu take all the credit alone." The second elder brother's idea is very straightforward. He has just regained his favor, and he most hopes to have a big credit for himself to show off. , His shaky crown prince can't be taken by others.

Although the crown prince no longer has the title of crown prince, his majesty is still there, and what he said is very effective, so people in Sichuan non-stop began to fight for credit and news, regardless of Min Baylor's life or death.

What made Fourteen Baylor even more depressed was that someone dared to seize the opportunity to snatch the business from Min Baylor. Prince, you are such a good brother!

Fourteen Baylor was too busy spending money to receive news, and had no time to argue with the prince, but Sunu was afraid that he would be dragged down by his dog teammates and couldn't do business, so he entered the capital with a secret letter.

"Did they hide the news and not tell your master?" Babeile's voice was very calm, without ups and downs, but it was inexplicably chilling.

: "It's either covering it up, or not taking the initiative to tell Lord Baylor. Fortunately, the servants were alert and found the news, so they found the clue. Otherwise, if they wait for them to investigate slowly, I'm afraid it will delay Min Baylor's life!" The people below I still don't dare to accuse people casually, who knows what will happen in the future?But it's okay to take yourself out first.

"My Lord is not short of money or people. Use money to hold them back. Be vigilant in everything. Tell your Lord Baylor to be patient beforehand. Everything is to save Min Baylor. When this is over, someone will naturally have to pay for it." !" Babelor's expression was cold.

Babeile couldn't tolerate the obstacles at this time, sitting alone under the lamp in the study, rubbing the white jade pieces on the chessboard, the deeper the exposure, the bamboo shadows whirling, the guards outside didn't even dare to breathe hard, for fear of disturbing the master thoughts.

Putting down the chess pieces, there was no big change on the chessboard, but Babeile's breathing became heavy. When he opened the door, the clear shadow of the moon came through, and the servants hurriedly followed the waiters, but Babeile only let them follow from a distance : "Master is going to take a walk, you don't have to follow closely."

The stone path pierces the soles of the feet, numb, but the sour taste can make people concentrate. I have risked even putting the Buddha back, just for the safety of my brother, but why do people always think that they can bear it again and again? being exploited?Those people who only have interests in their eyes can really regard family affection as dung in their hearts. I am used to seeing it in my last life, but I am still unwilling to accept their thoughts in this life.

The prince stretched his hands a little longer and moved a little harder, it's not unbearable, but I don't agree because of Xiaojiu, you are blocking his way home, I want him to come back quickly, so I have to cut off your disobedience The commanding arm is gone.