"Anbei Hou is upright, meritorious and exemplary, a model of hundreds of officials, although I sit in the Quartet, but still grateful for the merits of Anbei Hou, I will give Xinhe Mansion, Huai'an County to Cangling Mountain to Anbei Hou, and add Anbei Hou as 'Cangwang', supervise all government affairs of the five prefectures of the Northern Desert, hereditary replacement!"

"King Cang?!"

"Hereditary replacement!"

"Huai'an County to Cangling Mountain area!

Zhang Yangping and the villagers stared blankly at the Imperial Forest Army standing in front of them, and they were completely stunned. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

King with a different surname!

Since the founding of the Great Xia Dynasty, the first king with a different surname was less than eighteen years old, and this king with a different surname still grew up in a place like Beishan Village.

Founder ......

What the hell did he do in Yanjing City?

If it is said that Fang Zhengzhi was named a first-class member, or even to Anbeihou, they can figure it out, but it is really an exaggeration to be named a king with a different surname.

More than a month ago, Fang Zhengzhi appeared in Beishan Village, and at that time he was still a fugitive, but more than a month later, Fang Zhengzhi returned to Beishan Village again.

But he has already been crowned king?

How can Zhang Yangping and the villagers figure it out?

"Zheng'er has been crowned king, Zheng'er has really been crowned king...... Houde, our son, he has been named the king with a different surname, he is the king of Cang, the king of Cang......" In the crowd, Qin Xuelian's voice was so excited that it was almost crying.

And Fang Houde, who was standing beside Qin Xuelian, let Qin Xuelian shake his arm, his eyes were shining with tears.

Fang Zhengzhi felt the excitement of Qin Xuelian and Fang Houde behind him, and subconsciously wanted to say, father, mother, isn't it just a king with a different surname, what is there to be excited about?

However, when the words came to his mouth, he swallowed them.

Because, he is afraid of being struck by lightning.

"Congratulations to King Cang!" The Imperial Forest Army led by him put away the holy decree in his hand, and then handed the holy decree to Fang Zhengzhi with both hands, with an unusually respectful expression.

"Thank you for the Emperor's grace!" Fang Zhengzhi finally nodded this time, took the holy decree in the hands of the Imperial Forest Army, and then also showed it in front of everyone.

He once negotiated a hundred-mile mansion with the saint Lin Mubai in Yanjing City.

Of course, the meaning of this big mansion is actually equivalent to a fiefdom.

And now, the saint Lin Mubai has given him all the territory from Huai'an County to Cangling Mountain, which is actually equivalent to fulfilling the original promise.

After the grace of the saint was displayed, Fang Zheng's eyes subconsciously looked into the distance again, and a group of figures soon appeared in his sight.

Fang Zhengzhi was slightly stunned.

Zhang Yangping and the villagers of Beishan Village have long been stunned.

"And?!"

"They have all been crowned as the king of Cang, can they be sealed again?"

"There has never been such a thing in history, has it? King with a different surname, that is the highest grace except for the saint, and it is impossible to Zen any higher, right?"

No one could understand why there were still people coming after the king with a different surname was crowned, and it was still a far stronger team of the Royal Forest Army than just now.

Bright red colored silk hung from the horses, and dozens of carriages lined up in two rows behind them.

"It's the prince!"

"The person at the front is the prince!"

Soon, Zhang Yangping and the villagers also recognized that the young man at the front of the team was obviously wearing the court clothes of the prince of the Great Xia Dynasty.

"It seems that this time is really the last one. Fang Zheng looked directly at Lin Yun, the Nine Emperor Prince, who was getting closer and closer, and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Lin Yun, the prince of the Nine Emperors, came over to congratulate him, which did not make Fang Zhengzhi feel strange, but the red silk hanging on the horses surprised him a little.

However, it didn't take long for Lin Yun, the Nine Emperor Princes, to also arrive in front of Fang Zhengzhi.

"I've seen King Cang!" Lin Yun, the Nine Emperor Princes, didn't wait for Fang Zhengzhi to speak, he immediately jumped off his horse and took the lead in saluting Fang Zhengzhi.

"His Royal Highness King Xian is polite, His Royal Highness has now been named 'Prince Xian', there is no need to greet me, right?" Fang Zheng looked directly at Lin Yun, the former Nine Emperor Prince in front of him, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"It turns out that he is the Nine Emperor Princes who guard Golden Scale City?"

"Be quiet, you're Prince Xian now!"

"Yes yes yes ......"

When the villagers heard Fang Zheng's words, they looked at the young man in front of them with a little more respect, after all, the matter of the Virtuous King Lin Yun leading his army to resist the Northern Barbarian Army in the Golden Scale City had long been spread in the Northern Desert.

"King Cang's merit is several times greater than Lin Yun, if there is no King Cang, there would be no today's Great Xia, let alone today's virtuous king, and the father emperor also said in his will, let Lin Yun see King Cang as if he saw his father, then, naturally, Lin Yun should pay tribute to King Cang!" Lin Yun did not straighten up because of Fang Zheng's words, and still saluted.

"A king is a king, a minister is a minister, no matter how great the merit is, even if he is named a king with a different surname, he is also a minister!" Fang Zhengzhi smiled again, and then picked up the dustpan on the ground again: "However, this is Beishan Village, it is my territory, if King Xian doesn't mind, we can put the court-China etiquette aside!"

"Okay!" Virtuous King Lin Yun nodded quickly, and then, his eyes also looked at the surrounding villagers who were stunned in place: "But first of all, I have to wait for me to finish passing on my father's will!"

"And the will?!"

Zhang Yangping and the villagers looked at me one by one, I looked at you, they naturally knew Lin Yun's identity, but why did they still have a will?

When Fang Zhengzhi heard this, the corners of his mouth also moved.

After the First World War in the Southern Regions, he was just a squire of the Sanpin Rite Department, but after the First War in Yanjing City, he was directly named the king with a different surname, which is already a great grace, and it is almost enough for the Holy Lin Mubai to do this.

Further up?

Fang Zheng's eyes looked at Lin Yun again, as well as the Imperial Forest Army standing behind Lin Yun, and the colorful silk hanging on those horses.

For a moment, he seemed to understand.

daddy!

Fang Zhengzhi scolded secretly in his heart, he really didn't think that the Holy Lord Lin Mubai would give him this play, why did he want to give himself a marriage?

Which minister, or the daughter of the family, was "fooled" by Lin Mubai?

"Ahem, can I not accept this will?" Fang Zheng looked directly at the holy decree that had been touched out of Lin Yun's arms, and the corners of his mouth were a little helpless.

"No, why?" Lin Yun blinked, looking puzzled.

"I've been pretending to be stupid in Yanjing City for more than ten years, and in my Beishan Village, there's no need to pretend anymore, right?" Fang Zheng looked at Lin Yun's appearance directly, and he was not polite.

"Ahem......" Lin Yun coughed violently twice, looked at the confused faces of the villagers around him, and finally laughed: "Father does have a secret will, if you really don't want to accept this will, he won't force it, but don't you really think about it?"

"Why do you want to think about it?" Fang Zheng pouted.

"Thirteen princesses!" Lin Yun leaned into Fang Zheng's ear and said softly: "You should have heard of this thirteen princess, right? She is the princess who is the most favored princess by her father besides Pingyang! Moreover, the most important thing is that the thirteenth princess is very beautiful, and the age difference is only one year from you!"

"Wouldn't it? The emperor actually gave me the thirteenth princess to marry?" Fang Zhengzhi thought that the Holy Lord Lin Mubai would give him a marriage, but he really didn't think that the Holy Lord Lin Mubai would give him the Thirteenth Princess.

After all, in Yanjing City, he had heard of the name of the thirteen princesses.

The thirteenth princess was a princess born a year earlier in Pingyang, and she was also the youngest princess at that time, and she was favored by the saint Lin Mubai as soon as she was born.

However, after Pingyang was born, all the favor was naturally transferred to Pingyang.

But even so, the Thirteenth Princess still has a great reputation in the palace, and, most importantly, the Thirteenth Princess is different from Pingyang.

Binh Duong is delicate and capricious.

However, the thirteen princesses are elegant.

Not only proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, but also singing and dancing, it can be regarded as the dream of all the sons of the family who want to be a horse in the entire Great Xia Dynasty.

After all, there are not many people who want to marry Binh Duong.

"Well, the Thirteenth Princess has now settled in Huai'an County, as long as you accept this will, you can choose a day to get married, no problem, right?" Seeing Fang Zheng's hesitation, the Nine Emperors also immediately persuaded again.

"I'll think about it!" Fang Zhengzhi's body stiffened slightly.

All along, he had a dream, that is, to marry a gentle and virtuous woman to live, this woman must have an elegant temperament, and she must be gentle enough.

It's obvious......

The thirteenth princess is such a candidate.

Moreover, now that everyone has been sent to Huai'an County, as long as you nod your head, maybe you can spend candle night in the cave tonight, in the end, do you want to light this head?

Fang Zhengzhi hesitated.

"Do you still have to think about this?" Lin Yun was a little incredulous, and then leaned into Fang Zhengzhi's ear again: "You don't think about yourself, you have to think about the Fang family, right?"

"For the Fang family?"

"Yes, you think, if you marry the thirteenth princess, then, with your father's favor for the thirteenth princess, your father and mother, as well as the Fang family, will definitely be able to keep the glory and wealth in the future!"

"I see!" Fang Zhengzhi nodded.

He seemed to understand the intention of the saint Lin Mubai, marrying the noble thirteenth princess was so that the next generation of Fang Zhengzhi could better inherit the throne.

I have to say that Lin Mubai thinks about it quite long-term.

It's just that......

I don't think there's something right with this feeling.

Obviously, Lin Mubai meant that he would not live for half a year, so he hurried up and smacked with the thirteenth princess and took advantage of this half a year to give birth to a descendant.

Right?

"King Cang, do you understand what your father meant?" Lin Yun saw Fang Zheng nodding upright, his eyes lit up, and then, he also took a step back.

"Understood. Fang Zhengzhi nodded again.

"Okay, King Cang will take the decree!" Lin Yun no longer hesitated at this time, and directly unfolded the holy decree, and opened his mouth to prepare to read it.

It's just that before his words really spoke, a figure had already appeared in front of him, and the black emerald smoke light gauze dress fluttered gently under the mountain wind.

Lin Yun's gaze froze, looking at the woman who suddenly appeared in front of him, at the little bright red cinnabar on the woman's forehead, and then at the dejected and upright person who was hanging behind the woman.

This moment......

He seemed to understand a little, Fang Zhengzhi's sentence just now, I thought about what it meant.

"His Royal Highness King Xian, what do you want to be square and direct?" The woman's eyes narrowed slightly, and her gaze subconsciously looked at the holy decree in Lin Yun's hand.

"Well, actually...... Hehe, there is no purpose!" Lin Yun's gaze turned, but the movements in his hand did not delay at all, and he quickly put away the holy decree.

"Could it be that the Holy One wants to give marriage?"

"No, absolutely not!"

"That'...... Why are these horses covered in red silk?"

"Festive!" Lin Yun's forehead was sweating, and then, his eyes also looked around: "This is also to congratulate King Cang, I'm afraid that the red silk in Beishan Village is not enough!"

"I see, His Royal Highness the Virtuous King of the hard work!" Hearing this, the woman also nodded, and then turned around and walked out of the crowd: "His Royal Highness the Virtuous King will eat in Beishan Village at night." ”

"Okay, then bother!" Lin Yun nodded immediately.

And Fang Zhengzhi looked at the figure walking into the distance faintly, and sighed helplessly in his heart, of course he understood what Lin Mubai meant, but can Wu Yu'er understand?

In fact, from beginning to end, Fang Zhengzhi didn't think too much about other issues, he only thought about one point, Wu Yu'er doesn't seem to have left yet, right?

......

Tonight's Beishan Village is destined to be a sleepless night.

Hundreds of Imperial Foresters sat down in the square, celebrating with the villagers of Beishan Village, the fire was shining, the stars were shining, and the laughter was endless.

And in the middle of the field.

Fang Zhengzhi's family of three, as well as Wu Yu'er and Xianwang Lin Yun, as well as the village chief were sitting on the table, and compared to the other tables, this table was obviously a little empty.

Six people, all with smiles on their faces.

No one talked about anything else, until the night was already getting dark, Fang Houde returned to the Fang family's small courtyard with Qin Xuelian's support, and the village chief also went back to rest with the help of several villagers.

So far......

The sound in the lively square is much quieter.

However, there are still guards and villagers who are swinging their fists, eating meat and drinking wine.

Xianwang Lin Yun's brows furrowed slightly at this time, he knew that Yan Xiu and Shan Yu were no longer in Beishan Village, but he didn't guess that Wu Yu'er would be.

His eyes glanced at Wu Yu'er's body again, and Lin Yun's words stopped.

"Your Highness has something to talk to Fang Zheng, right? If there is really something, please say it directly, I am not an outsider!" Wu Yu'er looked at Lin Yun's expression and said with a generous face.

It's not an outsider, that's ......

You can say it from your own mouth, huh?

Lin Yun looked at Wu Yu'er's sincere appearance, and then looked at Fang Zhengzhi, who was silent next to him, and for a moment, he seemed to understand a truth.

Shameless, in fact, it can be contagious!

"King Cang...... Are you really going to stay in Beishan Village all the time?" Lin Yun finally reached out and drank the wine glass in front of him after a moment of silence, and asked.