Chapter 633

In other words, he still had eight experts who had yet to emerge into the world.

Moreover, within his Ming Wang Si, there were absolutely not a few great powers capable of reincarnation burden.

The potential of the Great Yuan was still very fearsome.

"I obey the command!"

Since Hearing Ying Zheng had already spoken, Li Si could now openly and legitimately go find the Renzongzhang Sect.

The Great Yuan Imperial Court.

"Hateful, infuriating! I had just invested a huge amount of resources to forge three Thirteen-Winged ones, and this news was leaked out so quickly."

In this Heavenly Dao Golden List, the Great Yuan occupied nearly half of the names.

Yet Tie Muzhen did not feel the slightest excitement.

Only because each of these three Thirteen-Winged ones had consumed the potential of the Great Yuan.

Before they had even warmed up in hand, other forces had already learned of them.

"Great Khan, the urgent matter at hand now is the matter of General Chilaowen…"

Yelu Chu broke out in a cold sweat; this time's three Thirteen-Winged ones could be said to have been pushed forward single-handedly by him before they could take shape.

Those chosen were all loyal generals close to Tie Muzhen.

Who would have known that Mu Huali and General Zhebie were fine, yet Chilaowen, just like Jamukha, was greedy for beauty.

The one he loved was still Khan Tie Muzhen's beloved consort Temür.

Although Tie Muzhen had not mentioned it now, Yelu Chu still brought it up.

"No matter, just a woman!"

Tie Muzhen's mouth corner twitched slightly; clearly he too truly yearned for Temür's tenderness.

But the matter of Jamukha came first; if another Thirteen-Winged one painstakingly forged was lost again over a woman—

As long as it was Tie Muzhen himself, he could not forgive himself.

"Yelu Chucai, go invite General Chilaowen and Temür over."

Yelu Chucai saw Tie Muzhen being so decisive this time, restored to his former wise and martial brilliance, and could not help but shout loudly,

"The Khan is wise."

Then he immediately went in person to invite Temür and Chilaowen.

Temür was within the inner palace; Yelu Chucai could not enter deep into the harem, and could only say a word to the eunuch.

Then he personally went outside the imperial court to invite Chilaowen.

Mu Huali oversaw the southern defense of the Great Yuan, and General Zhebie focused mainly on training.

On the contrary, Chilaowen, because he had always been favored by Tie Muzhen, commanded half of the Kesik guard, and his official yamen was right within the imperial court.

When the Heavenly Dao Golden List announced his appearance on the list, he was still quite pleased.

He thought to himself that he had finally won some face for the Great Yuan.

Unexpectedly, during his duty shift, relying on his favor, he began to drink.

He loved wine as his life; once he started drinking, he simply could not stop no matter what.

He ended up getting completely drunk.

On the contrary, his deputy general, after he was drunk, saw the following content and could not help but feel his heart pound with fear.

After much deliberation, the deputy general actually took matters into his own hands, gathering a thousand Kesik guard experts to form a great formation.

Intending to surround and contain Chilaowen.

He only waited for the Khan's decree to come down, then would immediately carry it out.

Therefore, when Yelu Chucai arrived at this yamen and saw this scene of swords drawn and bows strung, he could not help but be full of suspicion.

Could it be that this Chilaowen truly did not hesitate, for the sake of a woman, to betray the Khan?

Greatly anxious in his heart, he could not help but hesitate, not knowing whether he should enter this yamen.

Fortunately, someone reported to the deputy general.

Hearing that the Prime Minister had come in person, the deputy general immediately strode over quickly, saying from afar,

"Prime Minister Yelu, has the Khan already issued the decree?

This general has already used the great formation to suppress this bastard Chilaowen.

Now the Prime Minister can take this bastard away at any time, to be sliced into a thousand pieces, to dispel the Khan's pent-up anger."

What the hell?

What are you talking about?

I, for the sake of consolidating my own power and position, painstakingly forged a Thirteen-Winged one.

You want me to drag him off to be sliced into a thousand pieces?

Are you sick in the head!

Yelu Chucai cursed the deputy general wildly in his heart, and also understood what had happened here.

It turned out that this deputy general, on his own authority, had detained Chilaowen.

"You bastard thing, this is what you call a subordinate offending his superior! When did the Khan and this Prime Minister ever say we wanted to deal with General Chilaowen?"

"Ah? This lowly one knows his fault, this lowly one only…"

The deputy general was now greatly embarrassed, still wanting to explain a bit.

But Tie Muzhen was already waiting for Chilaowen and Temür to come, and Yelu Chucai was also too lazy to say more to the deputy general.

He waved his hand, cutting off his words.

Since it was not Chilaowen's rebellion, then this yamen could naturally be entered at will.

Yelu Chucai strode proudly into the yamen.

Along the way, seeing the Kheshig guards' experts all ready and in position, he could not help but feel angry again, and he rebuked the deputy general behind him,

"You fool, wait until I report you before the Great Khan!"

Is this what you call 'preparing for a rainy day'?

Besides, privately moving troops — even General Chilaowen wouldn't have the nerve for that!

Yelu Chu paid no heed to the deputy general's livid face behind him, and walked to the rear yamen to find General Chilaowen still drunk and not yet awake.

He assumed the blockhead was lovesick and frustrated, drowning his sorrows in wine.

He immediately fetched a sobering soup and had someone force-feed it to him.

After he was slightly more lucid, he said,

"General Chilaowen, why must you do this to yourself?

There are plenty of women under heaven — why must it be this one?"

General Chilaowen had not yet fully sobered up, and did not understand what Yelu Chu meant by those words,

"Prime Minister, this subordinate is happy — where is the suffering?"

As he spoke he even grinned; perhaps because of the wine, it only looked like a bitter smile.

"Enough, enough, I won't say more. Come with me to see the Khan! He will decide."

Earlier in the great hall, Tie Muzhen had seemed to intend to hand Temür over to General Chilaowen.

But since he had not said it with his own lips, Yelu Chu naturally dared not speak of it.

Otherwise, if this Great Khan were to go back on his word later, wouldn't he be the one getting burned?

"Good!"

General Chilaowen stood up, and seeing so many Kheshig guards' experts inside the government yamen, he could not help but be puzzled,

"Eh? When did I have you come to the yamen?"

Hearing this, none of the Kheshig guards' experts dared to answer, and could only retreat to one side.

"Enough, enough! My Grand General, the Khan is still waiting for you."

Yelu Chu personally supported General Chilaowen as they headed toward the great hall.

On the way, when they were almost there, Yelu Chu finally said,

"General, no matter what the Khan says later, you must first offer humble thanks.

In fact, once you go in, you must first confess your fault."

"Confess my fault? What fault?"

General Chilaowen looked utterly bewildered — I've made it onto the Heavenly Dao Golden List, and I still have to confess a fault?