The emperor's carriage passed by, and then followed the following according to the level of the civil and military ranks of the embassy, ​​while the treatment of the Mongols could only be held on the tail of the team. The team entered Chaotianmen and walked forward on the street. Tiemur knew that this was not only the victory of the Southern Dynasty in promoting the Northern Expedition, but also showing off its military power to foreign vassals like himself and demonstrating the dynasty's power to ordinary people.

Although Tiemur could not see the grand occasion of the welcoming carriage ahead, the sound of the deafening mountain shouting made him feel harsh. The people along the way also decorated the lights and burned incense and prayed along the way. Some idle prodigal sons chased the carriage regardless of the sticks of the yamen runners to maintain order, shouting long live, just to see the dragon face. According to the message ahead, the young emperor of the Southern Dynasty ignored the "safety" on the way, and asked the eunuchs to lift the curtains of the carriage and waved to the welcome soldiers and civilians.

As the saying goes, the enemy's victory is his own failure, which makes Tiemur feel very difficult and even regrets joining in the fun. After finally waiting for the car to stop again, he has already arrived outside the Taimiao and is scheduled to enter again. At this moment, the drum and music are all stopped. This is a ceremony to be held for the temple announcement, but few people present were lucky enough to enter the temple to accompany the sacrifice, and Tiemur could only poke the square outside the hall like everyone else to watch several important officials accompany the Southern Dynasty emperors into the interior.

The etiquette of worshiping the temple was cumbersome and the process was lengthy. Tie Muer was extremely impatient. Li Qian, who was by his side, couldn't help explaining to him the source and meaning of each behavior during the sacrifice. At the same time, he also pointed out that some of the details were inconsistent with ancient rituals and inconsistent with etiquette. He also lamented that the power of Confucianism and law in the Southern Dynasties was declining, but he did not follow the Zhou rituals and deleted them at will, which was not as good as the northern Confucian village. If this lasted for a long time, etiquette would inevitably be lost, people's hearts would not be in the past, and they would be defeated in the future.

Tiemur was very annoyed. He knew that Li Qian was not only showing off his knowledge, but also intended to imply that he could only revive the Mongol Yuan by following the Han laws. He knew that he was the backbone of the eldest brother as the crown prince. He might not have made him go to the Southern Dynasty this time because he instigated his father Khan. If he wanted to fight for the throne of Khan, he had to eliminate these Han ministers from the court, especially him.

So Tiemur could hear what he said, but now he was still not apart, so he could only pretend to be listening to the teachings. But he, who was already unhappy, became more and more annoyed. He had already cursed all his ancestors in his 18 generations. He thought that if his father Khan had not trusted you, Han ministers and implemented Han laws randomly, how could the state affairs decline in just two years, leading to the defeat of the war with the Southern Dynasty and the cemetery of cemetery. He had to cede land and beg for peace.

"It seems wrong!"

"Pingzhang, what's wrong?" Tie Muer was already disgusted with him, and was so impatient by his long-windedness that he wanted to pick up the guide, and turned his face and forced a smile to express his smile.

"After the ceremony of worshiping the temple was completed, it should be a 'captive ceremony', but I didn't see any prisoners being taken to the steps!" Li Qian frowned and replied.

"What does Ping Zhang mean? Will it be your intention to take our captured soldiers, naked clothes and Bai Lian, to the temple, and let the barbarians of the Southern Dynasty humiliate and then kill them in the city?" Brother Sang, who had not spoken, suddenly asked.

"I...I don't have this intention, I just feel that it is inconsistent with etiquette and will never be insulted by the dynasty!" Brother Sang's sudden question made Li Qian unprepared, and what he said was heartbroken and he stammered.

"It may not be true if the following officials are!" Brother Sang sneered, "Since this time, Pingzhang has been talking nonstop to praise the Chinese law. What is the meaning of?"

"I just think that the etiquette and etiquette in the Southern Dynasty are incompatible, so how could it have any intention!" Brother Sang asked repeatedly, causing Li Qian to make excuses, but suddenly the defense seemed so pale and powerless.

"Pingzhang is a great Confucian scholar in the world, and this is well known to everyone. We should know that the criticism of other countries in public on such occasions is also inconsistent with etiquette and law? Is Pingzhang intended to anger the Southern Dynasty to disrupt peace talks, hoping that the two countries will start again!" Brother Sang asked again.

"No, how could I have this idea?" Li Qian said angrily.

"Pingzhang wants to show his talent and attract the attention of the Southern Dynasty, and want to join the new master!" Brother Sang said in a deep voice, "Pingzhang hopes that the Southern Dynasty will tie me up with His Highness and escort me to the front to pay tribute, and then drag it down and kill it with one knife, as a rank of promotion. But don't forget that your family is still in Dadu!"

"I am talking nonsense. How can I betray my faith and do such a ruthless thing if I am grateful to the Khan!" He said that he wanted to take advantage of the peace talks to treason and surrender to the enemy, which made Li Qian furious and scolded angrily.

"Shut up, don't lose your manners, two envoys!" The two's quarrel finally attracted the attention of officials of the Southern Dynasties, and the inspector came over and warned him.

"Yes!" The two of them did not dare to make trouble again. After all, peace talks are the current priority. Because the dispute over intentions caused the peace talks to fail, no one could afford it, so they hurriedly said.

The three of them had their own thoughts, but they were all worried about the subsequent "captive ceremony". According to the convention, those who sacrificed to the Taimiao were all captured enemy officials. Although they were often pardoned and released on the spot after the prisoner offering ceremony to show the kindness of the Southern Dynasties emperors. However, there are exceptions to the matter, and they must be handed over to the Yousi Department after the ceremony and sent to the execution ground for beheading and being beheaded for public display.

They were either princes or high-ranking officials of the current dynasty. Many of them were familiar with the generals and local officials, and some were their disciples. Thinking about them being bound to show their heads to the temple, and after being despised by thousands of people, they were chopped off their heads like porcine sheep, and they could only watch from the side and were unable to rescue them. What an unbearable shame and embarrassing thing.

But what they were worried about did not happen, but what was waiting for was a scene that made them even more ashamed. Suddenly, the sound of war drums sounded, which was the drum music urging war on the battlefield, which was sonorous and powerful, making people excited. Amid the drums, a group of South Army soldiers with a stern appearance lined up, and they dragged the military flags forward and threw the flag under the steps of the Taimiao.

"Magnificent, majestic, majestic, majestic, majestic of the Song Dynasty!"

"Magnificent, majestic, majestic, majestic, majestic of the Song Dynasty!"

"Magnificent, majestic, majestic, majestic, majestic, majestic of the Song Dynasty!" As the first flag was thrown down, deafening cheers burst out from the Southern Army.

"This is the commander's flag of the Henan Protectorate!"

"That is the commander-in-chief of Shandong Protectorate!"

"Yuxi Timuer's flag!"

"The flag of the guards of thousands of households!"

"The flag of the Gui Chigu Wanhu will be the one who is in charge!"

"Long Town Wei Wanhu General's Banner!"...

Tiemur saw clearly that the battle flags thrown in front of the steps were all the commanding flags of the Mongolian Yuan tribes and the generals of the commanding generals. At first, he could recognize them as the flags of a certain division. However, as more and more flags were thrown, it was difficult for him to distinguish them one by one. Among them, there were many battle flags granted by Genghis Khan when the Mongolians rose up. Countless soldiers had gathered under their command to fight south and north. They followed the battle flags across the south and north of the desert, expeditioning to West Asia, destroying Jin and Song, but now they were dragged into the city, thrown underground, and trampled on others.

Tiemur knew that each flag represents a thousand households, thousands and hundreds of households. Once the military flag is lost, it will be wiped out and will be removed from the army. The glory it once represented will disappear. Therefore, losing the military flag on the battlefield is the greatest shame for the soldiers. Even if it is rebuilt in the future, it will be a unit that has lost its soul.

Seeing that the Mongolian Yuan army flags piled up in front of the steps were growing more and more, and they could not see a thousand sides at a glance, and they formed a colorful hill. This made Tie Muer's face burning and ashamed of himself, and had never felt so powerless. He hated himself for facing such humiliation from the southerners, but he could not feel rebellious and did not dare to kill the young emperor of the Southern Dynasty who was just a stone's throw away.

What made Tiemur even more embarrassed was that the thieves in the Southern Dynasty were not over, and the flag-throwing teams were about to end. Another soldier came forward, holding military talismans, seals, tiger-headed gold medals, silver medals and other items in their hands, and fell to the stairs. The gold medal was obtained by those who made special merits for the country, and they had supreme honor in the Dayuan; the military talisman was given by the Great Khan for the mobilization of the army, and now they all fell into the enemy's hands, and the holders would inevitably either die or be captured, becoming a ghost of the wilderness or a prisoner under the stairs.

The seals made of different materials of gold, silver, jade and copper not only represent the status and official rank of the holder, but also mark the power of the emperor to guard one side. It is also a county, a state, and even a province. Now that the seals fall into the hands of the Southern Dynasty, it means that the provinces, prefectures, and counties are occupied by the enemy, and the population, land and property belong to the enemy country.

"Your Highness, the sage said, 'If the heaven gives a great responsibility to this person, he must first suffer his heart and mind, starve his body, and act and chaotic what he does.' The Southern Dynasties invaded our country and captured our people was a great shame. Now he has humiliated our dynasty in public, so he wishes he could not forget this. But there is no need to hurry. In ancient times, King Goujian of Yue slept on firewood and tasted gall to restore the country. Your Highness can also follow him. He will go to Jiangnan to report his shame today!" Li Qian saw Tie Muer's face extremely ugly and his body trembled. He knew that he was already very angry. He was worried that he would do irrational behavior rashly, so he hurriedly advised him to calm his emotions.

"Well..." Tie Muer let out a long sigh, then suppressed his mood and hummed, "The day is long, what day is this day, how long is it? One year, two years, ten years, twenty years. I can't bear it for a day, and I wish I could return to Beijing immediately to ask for an order, leading my army south to capture and kill the thief, eat his flesh, and sleep with his skin, so that I can eliminate my hatred today!"

"Your Highness, it is the critical moment of peace talks. Don't act arbitrarily and ruin the Khan's plan!" Seeing Tie Muer's face was ferocious and his words were cruel, Li Qian knew that he had not listened to his advice and said seriously.

"Peace discussion, peace discussion, if you hadn't bewitched father Khan, how could there be the humiliation of today!" Tie Muer shook his sleeves and said.

"Your Highness has such ambition, and I am the best!" Brother Sang said, "Your Highness will never forget the humiliation of today and now. On the day of going south, I will definitely follow the efforts of your dog and horse and lead the horse and fall into stirrups for you!"

"Left Prime Minister, before leaving, Khan entrusted you and me, and decided to reach a peace agreement with the Southern Dynasties as soon as possible. Wouldn't you bear the Khan's heavy trust?" Li Qian said angrily after hearing this.
Chapter completed!