Shen Yuan was right, this snake was indeed domesticated, Chu Li just put the snake in the pot one second ago, and the yard was surrounded by snakes the next second.

"Don't cook it, someone is coming." Shen Yuan put away the picture scroll on the table, held it in his arms, made a detour to the kitchen, and said to Chu Li, who was making snake soup.

Chu Li turned his head to look at Shen Yuan, but he still raised the knife in his hand, and the snake's head was cut off, but the snake body was still twisting, and Shen Yuan suddenly covered his face, "Hurry up and clean your hands, we're going to run away again." ”

"Huh? Aren't those old ministers coming? Chu Li asked, if it was those old ministers who wanted to take him back to the palace, they could just send him away.

Shen Yuan pursed his lips and said, "If those old ministers come, they won't greet you with a courtyard of poisonous snakes, but want to take a sixteen-person sedan chair to carry you back to the palace, but they want to put you on the throne every day." ”

Chu Xu, the king of southern Xinjiang, is now imprisoned in Chang'an, and the happiest people are the leaders of the tribes in southern Xinjiang, each of whom wants to establish himself as the king, but now there is Xiao Nanshan in southern Xinjiang, and they dare not rebel openly.

Xiao Nanshan is a god-like existence in the eyes of the people of southern Xinjiang, and anyone who disrespects God will be punished by heaven.

Therefore, those clan leaders naturally pointed the finger at Chu Li, who was most likely to succeed to the throne in place of Chu Xu.

Thinking of this, Chu Li's face sank, the kitchen knife in his hand chopped on the cutting board, and said slightly angrily: "I said that I am not from the royal family of Southern Xinjiang, how can this throne not be my turn!" ”

Seeing Chu Li's angry appearance, Shen Yuan sneered and said, "Okay, okay, we won't sit on the throne of Southern Xinjiang." ”

After all, Chu Li wants to sit on far more than just a southern Xinjiang throne......

Chu Li saw Shen Yuan laughing so hard that he couldn't straighten his waist, and instantly blushed, "What's so funny about this." ”

Shen Yuan saw that Chu Li's ears were red with shame, so he let him go, and said: "This southern Xinjiang throne still has to be Chu Xu to sit for a few more years, and fight with these tribes, this time we have to find a way to change him back when we go to Chang'an." ”

Speaking of business, Chu Li's expression also became serious, "I know." ”

Seeing that Chu Li had washed his hands, Shen Yuan planned to take him through the back door, but he didn't want to see poisonous snakes and poisonous scorpions all over the ground as soon as he turned around.

"Stand back!" Chu Li hurriedly took the flute and protected Shen Yuan behind him.

The poison crawled on the ground, gathering more and more, and there was no place to settle at all. Chu Li put the bamboo flute to his lips, and the sharp and strange flute sound resounded, and Shen Yuan frowned slightly in discomfort.

After the poisonous snakes and poisonous scorpions heard Chu Li's flute, they retreated like a tide as if they had received some orders.

Chu Li glanced at Shen Yuan, Shen Yuan ran to the back door with the picture scroll, and Chu Li quickly got out.

Shen Yuan ran to the door, and suddenly remembered that when he was painting in the morning, he put aside the delicate red bean dice he was wearing around his neck, and his heart tightened.

"What's wrong?" Chu Li saw that Shen Yuan's face suddenly changed.

Shen Yuan opened her mouth and tightened her hand holding the scroll, "It's nothing, let's go." ”

Chu Li led the horse over, but Shen Yuan didn't know how to ride a horse yet, so Chu Li could only take her and sit behind him and hold his clothes tightly.

"Where are we going now?" Far away from the courtyard where he had lived for half a month, Chu Li didn't know where to go for a while.

"There are seven days left before the day of departure, and we will return to Xuzhou." Yuzhou is the center of southern Xinjiang, equivalent to Chang'an in the Ming Dynasty.

"It's too close to the palace, what if those old ministers catch it?" Chu Li disagreed.

"The most dangerous place is the safest place, and we are much safer in Xuzhou." Shen Yuan didn't want to experience the feeling of being surrounded by poisonous snakes, poisonous scorpions, and poisonous spiders as soon as he opened the door in the morning.

In the end, Chu Li still listened to Shen Yuan's words and rushed all the way to Yuzhou......

At the same time, Chang'an City of the Ming Dynasty was empty of thousands of people.

The matter of Mingjun Wangsheng's capture of Chu Xu, the king of southern Xinjiang, has long been spread, and in three years, the little overlord of Chang'an in everyone's mouth has now become an invincible god of war on the battlefield, and now Wei Yan is more in the limelight than three years ago.

"Open the gates!"

The heavy gates of the city were opened, and the people looked forward to it, and the footsteps as loud as drums were uniform, and the army of 10,000 people poured into the city, and the momentum was magnificent.

"It's King Mingjun!"

I don't know who shouted, everyone looked at the head of the team, and the person sitting on the sweaty BMW was now the mighty Mingjun Wang Weiyan.

Wei Yan sat on horseback, his deep and narrow phoenix eyes were sharp, and the dark light flickered, like a dark cloud in the sky, and the tears under the corner of his left eye were demonic. The armor on his body was glowing with cold light, and he was full of evil spirits, and he rode by, and was taken by his momentum, and many people wanted to kneel down with weak legs.

There was also a prisoner cart behind Wei Yan, and the prisoner cart was locked in Chu Xu, the king of southern Xinjiang that he had captured, Chu Xu was sitting in the corner of the prisoner cart at the moment, his head was lowered, his long messy hair was blocking his face, his hands and feet were chained, and he didn't react at all.

The team entered the palace in a mighty way, and Wei Yan was directly summoned to the Hanguang Palace, where Emperor Yunjing and hundreds of civil and military officials had been waiting in the palace for a long time.

Emperor Yunjing looked at Wei Yan, nodded with satisfaction, and bowed slightly to Wu Quan, Wu Quan held the holy decree in his hand, and read it out loud: "Fengtian carrier, the emperor's edict said, the king of Mingjun fought on the battlefield in blood, was brave and loyal, raised the prestige of our country, gave Zhennan the Great Seal, and held 100,000 soldiers and horses, Qin this!" ”

The ministers in the palace were secretly frightened, coupled with the military power in the hands of the King of Qin, all the troops of the Qin Palace's total were almost equal to the forces in the hands of Emperor Yunjing, and the Qin Palace's Mansion was now the only one in the Holy Grace, and no family could cross them anymore.

Wei Yan took the tiger talisman, and finally there was a smile in her gloomy phoenix eyes, standing above ten thousand people, she could protect her for the rest of her life.

The nights in southern Xinjiang were always wet and cold, and because they didn't find the inn before dark, Shen Yuan and Chu Li had to find a broken temple to spend the night.

Shen Yuan still remembered the delicate red bean dice, Chu Li called her several times but didn't see her respond, "Senior sister, why are you always absent-minded, are you uncomfortable?" ”

"Nope." Shen Yuan suppressed the uneasiness in his heart and said, "It's just that I forgot a gadget to wear closely, and I'm a little unaccustomed to it." ”

"Did you fall into the courtyard?" Chu Li asked, "Then I'll take you back tomorrow to get it." ”

Shen Yuan shook his head and said, "No need, it's not very valuable anyway, forget it, you have to get used to it." ”

Chu Li was a little confused, and always felt that there was something in Shen Yuan's words, Shen Yuan's words changed sharply, and said: "Senior brother, instead of worrying about my affairs, it is better to think more about what to do when we arrive in Chang'an, it is not much of a problem for me to stay in Chang'an for a long time, after all, I am still the second lady of the Shen family, the county lord of His Majesty." ”

"But it won't be okay if the senior brother wants to stay for a long time, after all, he still has the identity of the little prince of southern Xinjiang."

Chu Li sighed and said in frustration: "I really have no blood relationship with the Southern Xinjiang royal family. ”

"Senior brother, don't always talk about this outside, if someone really suspects your identity, Master will be angry with you." Shen Yuan covered her mouth and said with a smile.

"Then how about staying in Chang'an as a proton of a defeated country?"

"Then the senior brother will wait to be imprisoned in the palace until he dies." Shen Yuan glanced at him with disdain.

Chu Li pondered for a long time, suddenly looked at Shen Yuan, and asked with an uncertain expression, "Then how about me joining your Shen family?" ”