Bei Liang's breach of the contract came quickly and quickly.

Princess Anping of Southern Chu had just sat on the big red sedan chair on the front foot, and the red makeup of ten miles was sent into the territory of Beiliang, and the news of the whole army of Beiliang setting off and arriving at the border of Southern Chu came from the back foot.

This time, Beiliang even took the life of Princess Anping and waved his army south to Shengjing, the capital of Chu.

Nan Chu was already suffering from a lot of vitality, and he originally wanted to rely on the princess marriage to survive and get a chance to breathe.

But who knew that Bei Liang was such a group of bastards who did not preach morality, wolves, and dogs!

Xiao Jing had already dropped the teacup on the ground, and the ministers who were kneeling down were all colorless, and they didn't even dare to raise their heads.

"Gentlemen, didn't you swear and speak well before?" Xiao Jing sneered and looked at the trembling crowd below, and mocked mercilessly, "My sister has been sent to Bei Liang's hands as you wished, who should be sent out to kiss now, is it me?" ”

After Xie Li fled from Shengjing, Xiao Jing ignored the ancient system of keeping filial piety for the first emperor for three years, ascended to the throne with lightning speed, and proclaimed himself the "Holy Sect of Zuntian".

The world was in an uproar!

Then, he carried the disheveled Ye Wanrou up the ninety-nine steps, the beauty was in his arms, the fragrant shoulders were half exposed, and the white neck could even see the red marks planted when the night was crazy.

The faces of the officials in Nanchu turned blue, white, and blue, and with the blessing of the sharp blade, no one raised the slightest question about Xiao Jing's ridiculous behavior......

Xiao Jing stood on the nine-fold high platform with satisfaction, and threw Ye Wanrou on the high platform with his backhand.

Everyone only heard a "stab", and the thin scarlet clothes on Ye Wanrou's body were played with by Xiao Jing expressionlessly.

Ye Wanrou was already ashamed and indignant, and her translucent and fair skin was suddenly exposed to the cold air, and goosebumps all over her arms appeared.

She looked at Xiao Jing with tears and looked at herself lightly, from top to bottom, through that undisguised frivolous gaze, it seemed that her whole person was completely delayed from the inside out.

What's more, the high and low uproar below, as well as the mocking and disdainful gazes.

"Jump!" Dropping a word, Xiao Jing sneered and looked at the unknown people below.

"This is my queen, Ye Wanrou, very good at dancing."

As if he hadn't seen everyone's shock, he continued, "But the Empress of the Heavenly Saint Sect is still gone, if one day I can find her......

Speaking of this, he stopped talking, lazily lay down on the dragon chair, looked at Ye Wanrou who was cowering in place motionless, and frowned, "Don't want to?" ”

Ye Wanrou was almost defeated by this bitter humiliation, her knees were weak, and she seemed to kneel on the high platform at any time.

Seeing Xiao Jing looking at herself, she cast her last hope on her husband, "Your Highness, I ......"

"If you don't want to, get out!"

However, what interrupted her mercilessly was a loud shout.

"It's just a slut."

Ye Wanrou was stunned on the spot, and after a long time, her toes were slightly on her toes, and big tears fell from her delicate face.

She began to move, step by step as if she was stepping on the incomparably noble face of the Southern Chu Imperial Court.

Ye Wanrou became the queen of Nanchu, a joke-like queen.

It seemed that recalling the blood of that day, the officials kneeling on the Jinluan Hall did not dare to comment on a word, and the sweat drops of bean size "ticked", "ticked" fell on the smooth marble floor, and Xiao Jing was even more upset.

"What do I want you to do!" Another teacup was thrown down, this time I don't know which unlucky guy was hit, and everyone heard only a muffled snort, and then a muffled sound of a heavy object to the end.

"Your Majesty...... Your Majesty, Your Minister...... Bei Liang doesn't talk about faithfulness, so it's naturally their fault...... "Finally, someone couldn't stand such a depressing atmosphere, and opened his mouth to stumble and talk.

Xiao Jing patiently lowered his eyes and motioned for the warrior to continue.

"The only way now is to find someone who is good at leading troops to fight, and directly drive these barbarians out."

"So, what about my sister?" Xiao Jing sneered, obviously this was the plan before, but it was because of these people who were greedy for life and afraid of death that Yue'er went to Beiliang alone.

"Her Royal Highness the Princess......" He pursed his lips and kept wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, "Her Royal Highness the Princess is the most honorable person in Southern Chu, and now ...... Sacrificing their lives for the country, the people of Nanchu will always remember the great grace of Her Royal Highness the Princess. ”

After he finished shouting these words as if he were at home, the Jinluan Hall was so quiet that even the sound of a needle falling on the ground could be heard clearly.

The other ministers were even more careful to press their already depressed breathing lower, eager to turn into dots one by one, and teach Xiao Jing not to see or touch it.

Xiao Jing didn't speak, silently looked at the "bold" young official for a long time, and laughed after a long time.

"What's your name?"

"Minister...... Xie Jinglin. The young officer wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Where?"

"Lin'an people."

Xiao Jing's eyes were slightly empty, "Lin'an people? ”

"Chen was born in Lin'an, and later studied at Bailu Academy." Xie Jinglin hurriedly explained.

Xiao Jing touched his chin, "So, Xie Qing's family, is there a suitable candidate?" ”

Xie Jinglin obviously didn't expect Xiao Jing to ask himself, he was stunned for a while, and suddenly came back to his senses, his face turned red, and he banged his head, "Minister...... Willing to lead troops into battle. ”

Xiao Jing smiled again, "But you're a scholar." ”

"Before the country, regardless of identity, although the minister was born in the last minute, he was literate in reading, martial arts, riding and archery, and he was involved." Xie Jinglin gritted his teeth and looked up at Xiao Jing, "I hope Your Majesty can give your ministers a chance to make contributions." ”

The hall was silent, and Xiao Jing rubbed his chin and was silent for a long time.

It wasn't until Xie Jinglin thought he had no hope that Xiao Jing's voice sounded faintly above, "Who did you learn from?" ”

Xie Jinglin's heart sank, and he hesitated for a while before replying: "Chen's teacher is Mr. Qingheng. ”

As soon as the words fell, Xie Jinglin was ready to be pulled out and unloaded, closed his eyes and paused on the ground, not daring to talk again.

But he didn't expect Xiao Jing to laugh out loud, "Mr. Qingheng's student, no wonder he has such courage, very good, very good!" ”

Xiao Jing's two "very good" in succession soothed Xie Jinglin's heart, and he raised his eyes slightly to look at the young Tianzi sitting on the dragon chair, and pursed his lips.

It's a very beautiful and powerful face.

"Mr. Qingheng has been a guest in the palace for many days, Xie Qing's family might as well go to see Mr. first, and then lead the troops to the battle." After laughing enough, Xiao Jing lazily leaned back on the dragon chair, "If Mr. Qingheng also approves of you, then I don't want to." ”

"Your Ministers obey."

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