The autumn wind blew across the land of Yizhou, and the fallen leaves of Xiancheng have turned yellow.

The backyard of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

The fragrant lotus root pork rib soup is boiling in a casserole, steaming hot.

In the study, Xia Gongni is writing with a pen, but he doesn't know where his mind has gone? From time to time, she glanced out the window, and the words on the paper were twisted and twisted.

"Father, why can you eat pork rib soup, and I have to practice calligraphy here?"

Xia Gongni looked at Yang Xian with an unhappy face, only to see him holding a small porcelain bowl, scooping a bowl of soup from the casserole outside, and drinking it slowly.

"How many times have you told the king! As a king, the most important thing is control. If you can't even stand the mere pork rib soup, why will you face so many temptations in the future? ”

As he spoke, Yang Xian bit the pork ribs, which didn't seem to be rotten, and swallowed it after a few bites.

"Humph! Stinky father, let you not let me eat pork rib soup, sooner or later I will strip you naked and spank you! ”

The little girl swallowed her saliva, thinking that she would be in power in the future, and let Yang Xian beg for mercy in front of her. When the time comes, you call me a good king, and I'll give you a piece of ribs.

No! Ten sounds!

Xia Gong Ni thought about it, and it was too much of a loss to scream, but it was still worth ten sounds.

"Is the king scolding me in his heart?"

Yang Xian saw that in the reflection of the starry sky, Xia Gongni's loyalty decreased slightly.

"Where?"

Xia Gong Ni's heart trembled, how did the secret Dao Father know that I was scolding him? But there was a smile on his face.

"Ni'er was just thinking about how to make a Northern Expedition to the Central Plains under the leadership of his father, pacify Huan and rebel, and govern my Great Zhou River!"

You can think about this to have a ghost!

Yang Xian rolled his eyes, but heard the sound of hurried footsteps. Yang Chun walked into the study in a military uniform and saluted to the summer palace.

"King!"

"Master Chun came just in time, the ribs should have been stewed, come and try a bowl?"

"Young master, there is an urgent military situation!"

"What?"

Yang Xian asked while drinking the soup.

"Huan Wu has already stopped his troops in Youzhou, and asked the imperial court to seal Jingyun as the Marquis of Yan, and also gave him Liaoxi, Liaodong and the surrounding barbarian land. The condition was that Jingyun would pay a tribute of 500 grassland war horses to the imperial court every year. ”

"Poof!"

A mouthful of pork rib soup squirted out, and Yang Xian took the information from Yang Chun's hand. To be exact, it can't be regarded as intelligence, but a canonization notice sent by Huan Wu to various places through the order of the Son of Heaven.

Although Jingyun is the lord of Youzhou, he is nominally the general of Zhengbei. In other words, Youzhou is not Jingyun's territory. His authority came from the power of moderation granted to him by the imperial court.

The Marquis of Yan is different, the court of the Great Zhou Dynasty does not allow different surnames to be crowned kings, and Hou is the highest title that can be obtained by different surnames. This also means that most of the land in Youzhou officially belongs to Jingyun, and it is hereditary.

Huan Wu doesn't seem to want Youning Iron Cavalry anymore, but plans to build an elite cavalry by himself. Although the process may be quite lengthy and cost a huge amount of gold and silver, at least this army is safer than taking the cavalry directly from Jing Yun, and Huan Wu can maintain absolute authority over this army.

"Yes! The old guy had two strikes, first to seize his land, and then to knight him. Jingyun agreed? ”

Yang Xian looked at Yang Chun and asked.

"Jing Yun is a person, although he is strong in appearance, he is weak in heart. Although Liaoxi and Liaodong are not prosperous, they can be regarded as a foundation. If Huan Wu is pressing step by step, Jing Yun will inevitably fight to the death. In this way, although Huan Wu seized his land, the relationship between the two families was eased. I have to say that Huan Wu's hand is really beautiful. ”

Yang Xian shook his head and said, "Not only that, I'm worried that Huan Wu is so eager to reach a peace agreement with Jingyun, and the purpose is not simple." ”

"The young master is worried that Huan Wu's next target will be to Yizhou?"

Yang Xian nodded, and Xia Gong Ni quietly slipped out with his small golden bowl while the two were discussing.

"Young master, rest assured, with the hardships and dangers everywhere in Shu, as long as there are 100,000 troops, even if Huan Wu is out of the nest, there is no need to be afraid!"

Although the first king Xia Yunhua basically did nothing when he was in power, at least he still repaired the customs defense at his doorstep, and he was not afraid of spending money.

"Now there are sixty or seventy thousand sergeants in the Changce army, and with a little practice, it is not difficult to hold Yizhou. I'm just worried that the Dongyang Sect and the Netherworld Prison will cause trouble at a critical moment. ”

Yang Xian calculated, the medicine he gave Ye Dongyang should have worked. Whether it succeeds or not, it depends on Ye Dongyang's own.

Netherworld.

Five figures walked quietly along the rocky aisle, looking hurried. Although they were dressed as Nether Prison Guards, they were clearly unfamiliar with the terrain.

In the hollowed-out prison above the rock wall, the soul dog is imprisoned. There was a cold light in the red eyes, and when he saw these people, he barked.

The leader of these five people had a sharp gaze, and the white fire in his hand came out, and he knocked the soul suppressant dog unconscious at once.

Outside the Netherworld, although the Dongyang Sect has withdrawn the siege. But Ye Qingqing was not ready to wait any longer, so she took the four talisman masters in the sect to sneak into this netherworld prison to rescue Ye Dongyang.

"Master, it's not a problem for us to run around like this. This soul dog is kept everywhere in this nether prison, and if people don't find out, the dog has to make a noise. ”

"I have studied and compared the map given by Yang Xian, although there are rectifications in the details, but the specific structure should not be bad. Father should be locked up in the deepest part of death row, which originally belonged to King Zhang Hai's palace. All we had to do was go down to the bottom and we would be able to see our father. ”

The five of them walked along the aisle outside the rock wall, and all the way they saw were the Netherworld Prison Guards in cultivation and the Soul Suppressor Dogs they raised.

Although this place is called Netherworld, there are not many real prisoners. The former prisons on the rock walls have been converted into dwellings and animal dens.

Ye Qingqing and the others went all the way, but they didn't cause much abnormality. Seeing that he was about to walk to the elevator, he could enter the bottom floor from here, but Ye Qingqing was stopped.

"Who are you, and how are you so raw?"

What stopped them was a greasy fat man, and when a pair of eyes saw Ye Qingqing, they suddenly lit up.

"We're from the Soul Locking Ministry! I don't usually come and go, and my brother feels that it's normal to be faced. ”

Ye Qingqing smiled and stepped forward, giving full play to the advantages that a beautiful woman should have, wanting to trick this fat man into letting him go.

"Impossible!"

Who knew that the greasy fat man waved his hand and said like a few family treasures: "Shuangshu of the Soul Locking Department, Senior Sister Lan of the Soul Snatching Department, and Qin Xiaojiao of the Shen Punishment Division, there are two departments, one division and eight prisons in this Netherworld Prison, but there are no beautiful senior sisters and sisters that I don't know." You're definitely not from our Netherworld. ”

“.......！”

Ye Qingqing never expected that he had already arrived here, but in the end, he was blocked by this fat house.

The riots began!

On the throne, Lou Jing opened his eyes, and there was a layer of cold light in his eyes.