Countless Tsing Yi Wei masters shouted in unison.

Meng Li's body, as far as the eye can see, is full of iron hooks, dripping with blood.

He screamed miserably, roared again and again, and single-handedly dragged everyone around.

"Shoot the arrows!"

With an order, the sound of armor rubbing was everywhere, and the soldiers of Xuan stepped forward quickly, bent their bows and arrows in unison, aimed at Meng Li, and launched a volley.

At this time, the latter was being pulled by countless ropes, and could not move significantly at all.

The dense arrows came in an instant, and under the direct shot, some were nailed to his chest, and some were nailed to his calf.

"Put it again!"

Plop puff plop!

This time, it was even more dense, and in an instant, the whole body was full of carved feathers.

No matter how high a person's martial arts are, he can kill ten, a hundred, or a thousand people, but he can't kill 100,000 people, not to mention, what he is facing now is still a group of Tsing Yi Wei masters and countless Xuanguo Central Army.

No matter how brave he is, there is no doubt that he will die.

Seeing that he was nailed like a hedgehog by sharp arrows, a group of Tsing Yi Wei masters couldn't help but let go of the rope in their hands.

"The King...... Let's go......"

This was the last thing Meng Li said, and as soon as the words fell, he also knelt on the ground with a puff, and his head hung down.

Such a brave general, died here, King Jin saw this, he couldn't help it anymore, knelt on the ground, and cried loudly: "General! General—"

Immediately afterwards, under the signal of Yang Zhao's eyes, a group of Tsing Yi Wei masters began to surround and step forward, but they still walked cautiously, which showed that although Meng Li was dead, his shock was still there.

After rubbing forward, one of them nervously reached out to probe Meng Li, and then nodded at Yang Zhao.

At this time, King Jin also began to have red eyes, looked around, and said sadly:

"King Xuan! King Xuan! The mouth of the green bamboo snake and the needle behind the tail of the wasp are neither poisonous, and the most poisonous woman's heart!! ”

"Death." Yang Zhao would ignore him, and said directly with a cold face.

"No!" Following his order, someone immediately stepped forward, one left and one right, pressed King Jin there, and at the same time drew the war knife at his waist.

"Hahahaha-"

Before he died, King Jin also let out a desolate laugh.

The cold light came down from above, and the head fell to the ground, and a king was beheaded here, and ended up so tragically.

From this moment on, several generations of powerful Jin Kingdom also completely disappeared in the long river of history.

The famous general Ren Ying, the tiger general Meng Li, the king of Jin and his ministers and others, all died at the hands of King Xuan.

It can be seen how decisive this queen is.

"Clean up this place." After dropping a sentence, Yang Zhao also packed the head of King Jin in a delicate brocade box and went to the palace to restore his life.

Half an hour later, the palace study.

After listening to Yang Zhao's report, King Xuan sighed lightly and said: "Mengli's loyalty and courage are really a model for the world's generals, so he will be buried and posthumously crowned as the Marquis of Zhongwu." ”

"In addition, tell the prime minister to let him set off as soon as possible, go to Qinzhou, and meet the king of Qin."

"Yes." Yang Zhao bowed his head, King Xuan was very beautiful, every time he reported, he almost didn't dare to face the latter, which was not only a fear in his heart, but also a kind of dare not blasphemy.

A few days later, Qinzhou.

Because Xiao Yuan passed through various places, he had some patrols and stops, so he didn't return to Qinzhou until now.

Today's Qinzhou City is not the same as in the past, it is much bigger, with the royal city as the central point, the surrounding streets, prosperous and lively, pedestrians and business travelers, that is an endless stream.

The development here is very good, because of the strict law of Qindi, the big merchants of various countries, come and go very frequently, if you walk in the market, you can see shops unloading everywhere, and you can hear the sound of selling everywhere.

In the morning, when it was learned that the king was about to return to the capital, the Wuwei Mansion, which received the news, began to urgently deploy defenses, and hundreds of civil and military officials also hurriedly welcomed out of the city.

At the east gate, hundreds of officials were in front, and there were many soldiers on both sides, and after Xiao Yuan's car arrived, everyone knelt on the ground and shouted in unison:

"Welcome the king back to the capital—"

"Get up." Xiao Yuan lifted the curtain and looked at it, and then lowered the curtain.

"King Xie—" The people got up one after another, followed the king, and entered the city.

At this time, Xiao Yuan's prestige in the Qin State no longer needed to be said.

He was the one who overcame public opinion and insisted on destroying the Jin, and finally won the war, and it was he who led the old Qin people to have a foothold, which was great from the world.

It is conceivable that in the hearts of the people of his own country, what a wise monarch he is.

When his king appeared in the city, the streets were filled with people, causing thousands of people to empty the streets.

Countless people began to wave their arms in their hands and shouted loudly:

"Ten thousand years of the king!"

"Ten thousand years of Qin!"

Countless soldiers began to use the halberds in their hands as railings, struggling to block them on both sides.

Hearing such a movement, Xiao Yuan looked at it slightly, and then called Liu Yuzhi over.

"The King." The latter hurriedly approached and bowed slightly.

"Why do you have to make such a big show, does it make sense?" Xiao Yuan said.

"This is not arranged by the ministers, but by the people spontaneously." Liu Yuzhi returned.

Xiao Yuan was stunned for a moment.

Liu Yuzhi continued: "This is the will of the people, and it can also be seen that the prestige of the king. ”

"When will the prime minister learn to pat on the back?" Xiao Yuan asked funny.

"Huh." Liu Yuzhi smiled dryly.

The car drove all the way to the palace, and after the ministers dispersed, Xiao Yuan also returned to the study.

But before his ass was hot, Liu Yuzhi came to ask for a meeting.

After ordering him to come in, the latter naturally gave a salute first, and then directly took out a roll of bamboo slips from the cuffs of his official uniform, respectfully put it on Xiao Yuan's table, and said:

"This is the Beiling County Shou's previous report to the royal court, mainly explaining the settlement of more than 60,000 young people of the Jin Kingdom, please take a look."

In the days when Xiao Yuan was not in the capital, the government was temporarily led by Liu Yuzhi, and some small things were handled by him, and some of the larger ones needed to be seen by Xiao Yuan himself.

After unfolding the bamboo slip, Xiao Yuan looked at it carefully, and at the same time nodded slowly: "Well, these young men all hope to take their families over, which is very good, and it also shows from the side that the Jin Kingdom no longer exists." ”

"Yes." Liu Yuzhi echoed a sentence, and then pulled out a roll of bamboo slips from his cuffs, and said: "This is the upper sparse of the Longyou County Guard, which is related to the construction of the Chuanjiangyan embankment. ”

Xiao Yuan took it and couldn't help muttering: "This Zhang Jingrui, repair a Chuanjiangyan, it has not been completed for so long." ”

"The Chuanjiangyan project is huge, and the Ministry of Industry also dispatches officials, so Master Zhang does have many difficulties." Liu Yu's way.

Xiao Yuan shook his head slightly, if he wants to be a Ming Jun, then he has to deal with political affairs, understand the country's people's livelihood, no matter how tired he is, he must do it.

After reading Zhang Jingrui's Shangshu word for word, Liu Yuzhi pulled out a few more volumes.

Xiao Yuan discussed with him seriously again, and then pointed to his cuffs: "How many official documents can be hidden in the prime minister's sleeve?" ”

"Not much, not more, and a few more." Liu Yuzhi said with a smile.

Xiao Yuan was a little speechless.

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