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... erves as Minister of the Ministry of War of the Kingdom of Jin. younger brother.

   Of course, Wanyan Ningji could not come from Liaodong, but went south by detouring Juyongguan.

  Wanyan Ningji is a civil servant and knows Han etiquette quite well. Seeing Li Yanqing walk into the tent, he hastily bowed to salute, "Wanyan Ningji, Minister of the Ministry of War of the Kingdom of Jin, sees His Royal Highness the Regent."

  Li Yanqing waved his hand very politely, "Shangshu Ni ...

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