Daming: I really don’t want to be an emperor!

Wu Renjie seemed to be possessed by a spirit at this moment, and he was talking nonsense.

The king was stunned by this.

"My king...you are so insolent!" The king didn't expect this guy to be so disrespectful.

If you apologize, I'll let it go, and then we can negotiate in a friendly manner. Isn't this the normal process?

Why don't you play by the rules?

how could you do this?

"A minister of a superior country should not bow to the ruler of a subordinate country. Don't you understand this principle? Get off your seat and meet the envoy of the Celestial Empire."

Wu Renjie yelled and cursed.

As a messenger, there is only one goal, and that is to commit suicide in various ways.

You can still be killed if you do it.

The first incense burner on Qingming Festival, a separate page in the family tree, a separate page in the history book, a stele engraved by the imperial court, a posthumous title, etc., who can refuse these honors?

Either die early or die late.

If you die late, you will be unknown; but if you die this time, it will be an earth-shattering event.

"How outrageous! How outrageous! Where are the guards? Drag him down and behead him! Execute immediately!"

The king slammed the table angrily, completely disregarding the so-called laws of the Celestial Empire.

At this moment, he no longer cared who this person was. He only knew that he had to be executed today. Even if the other party was the envoy of the general of the Ming Dynasty, so what? At worst, he would go to war with the Ming Dynasty!

“The long clouds from Qinghai darken the snow-capped mountains. The lonely city looks towards Yumen Pass in the distance. The yellow sands have worn away my golden armor through a hundred battles. I will not return until I have conquered Loulan. Come on, kill me. I will never resist.” Wu Renjie opened his arms, looking ready to die.

At this moment, the guards outside poured into the palace like a tide. They stood in unison, staring ahead with sharp eyes.

"Your Majesty, who do you want to arrest?" the leader of the Royal Guards asked respectfully with a bow.

The king's face was as gloomy as the dark clouds before a storm. He gritted his teeth and said, "Arrest him immediately, take him out of the palace and execute him on the spot. Put his head in a box and display it to the whole army. Finally, kick it back to the Ming army camp. It will be my greeting gift to the general of the Ming Dynasty!"

The king's voice was filled with anger and determination.

"Yes, sir!" the guards responded in unison. They acted quickly and arrested Wu Renjie without mercy.

Wu Renjie, however, burst into laughter, his laughter revealed a kind of heroic spirit of not fearing death, "The wind is whistling and the Yi River is cold, the warrior will never come back once he leaves, hahahahahahaha."

Wu Renjie read it out loud, as if declaring his fearlessness and determination to the world.

After saying this, he straightened his back and strode towards death with his head held high. He was escorted away by the imperial guards. His figure gradually faded away, but his spirit will always remain in people's hearts.

Wu Renjie was very happy, even though death was next.

die?

Death can be as light as a feather or as heavy as Mount Tai.

If I die, my son will become a beggar on the street, but he will be tougher than other beggars!

"Your Majesty, it seems that there is no need to send an envoy to the Ming Dynasty." A minister stood up and said.

They just came to their senses now that their king had actually ordered the execution of the Ming envoy.

"Your Majesty, please order us to spare their lives! If we really kill them, we will be cutting off our own retreat." A minister stepped forward hurriedly and said, his voice filled with anxiety and fear, with beads of sweat on his forehead.

However, before he finished his words, footsteps were suddenly heard in the hall. Everyone turned around and saw a soldier of the Imperial Guard striding in. He was holding a bloody head in his hand. It was Wu Renjie's.

"Your Majesty, the head is here, it has been beheaded." A soldier of the imperial guards shouted loudly.

The minister who had just spoken collapsed to the ground in an instant, his face as pale as paper. He opened his eyes wide, unable to believe what was happening before his eyes.

He realized that he had made a fatal mistake. He forgot that the king did not want to take Wu Renjie to the execution ground, but to behead him directly outside the palace. Now, it was too late to spare his life.