His tone was suddenly shocked, and the last few words suddenly turned sharp. If there was floating ash on the eaves, it was probably shaken down by his voice.

"Be quiet. Feng Miaojun covered her ears and looked dissatisfied, "You broke into my palace, but you don't know who I am?"

He had come to find the queen, but the person in front of him was clearly not the same person he had seen before!

Zhao Hongyin was shocked: "What's going on!"

There was a flash of golden light in Feng Miaojun's palm, and a golden pestle slowly emerged, six feet long, taller than her person.

She held the pestle, and tapped the bottom on the ground lightly, and heard a crisp sound of "Chang" echoing far away, obviously this is just a small hall, but it lingers with the effect of spreading for ten miles.

"I am Changle, the Lord of New Summer. She held the golden pestle, her eyes drooped slightly, and her treasure looked solemn, "General Red has forgotten the number of etiquette?"

Zhao Hongyin's eyes were stunned and confused, but after frequently looking at the golden pestle, he still pushed the golden mountain and poured the jade pillar, knelt down on one knee, and said in a deep voice: "Knock on the king!"

He is a general, and he has to salute when he sees the king no matter what. This golden pestle is a magic weapon used by Anxia Gaozu, and only his descendants can pick it up by his direct bloodline. Feng Miaojun can hold it in his hands, and it is the undisputed pure bloodline of the royal family.

But......

As soon as he knelt like this, the menacing momentum came to an abrupt end, and Feng Miaojun was also satisfied, so he softened his voice: "Please get up." ”

Zhao Hongyin stood up, her eyes were still roaming over her face, but after such a scene, she couldn't ask the original difficult words, and only said, "This, what's going on?"

Feng Miaojun sighed deliberately: "In the past, under the fence of Yan Guo, I didn't dare to show my true face. Until the foundation of the utensils and the canonization of the national division, Changle was able to face the general without makeup. She touched her face lightly, "General Hong has seen my parents, and I look like my mother?"

She said that she had always shown herself to be disguised. Now this face is indeed more seductive than the original, although the original Princess Changle is beautiful, that beauty can still be outlined, but now it teaches people to look left and right, I don't know where to start the pen.

It seems that even the Danqing Holy Hand can't catch her charm.

Zhao Hongyin knew that Princess Changle had lived in Taiping City for at least three years, and the life under the fence was not easy, and the place in Yandu was the first class of luxury in the world, and even Puguo Proton as a man could not escape the fate of being played by the people, if she asked for help from Yan with this true face of the people of the country, I am afraid that Fu Lingchuan would not be able to protect her no matter how capable she is.

It's easy to look for self-preservation, and it seems to be passable. Besides, the golden pestle has proven her identity and lineage. He knew that King Anxia only had one descendant, that is, Princess Changle, and no one else could afford this magic weapon except her.

What's more, she has already passed the ceremony of worshiping the heavens, and even the heavens have recognized Xinxia and its queen, what else do others have to say?

Identity, bloodline, no problem, what does that face matter? Zhao Hongyin understands even more that even if she is not Princess Changle, but the illegitimate daughter of King Anxia, her current status will not be shaken in the slightest.

Her bloodline is the source of orthodoxy that can unite all the forces in Anxia.

"Like, like pole. Her appearance is indeed six or seven points similar to the late Queen Anxia, and with this face alone, he can basically identify her as Princess Changle. Zhao Hongyin calmed down for a moment, "I heard that the king is unwilling to go to Lubo City?"

His voice was like a bell, and it still shook the cups on the table a little. It's not that this person is angry, it's that he is full of energy, and his voice is naturally so loud.

Feng Miaojun only replied to him with one word:

"Yes!"

He asked crisply, and Feng Miaojun answered more neatly. Zhao Hongyin choked instead: "Why! Lubo City is the place where your ancestors have established the capital for generations, and it is the place where the gods have blessed it!"

Feng Miaojun put a smile on his face and said word by word: "If there is really a blessing from the gods, why is there still the day when the country and the city are destroyed in Anxia? Why is my father Wang benevolent and forgiving, but after death, he can't even leave all the corpses? My mother is beautiful and intelligent, but in the end she swallowed poison and died?" she looked directly at Zhao Hongyin and said quietly, "On the day the city was broken, where was General Hong, and had you seen what I had seen? I still remember the scene when the war was raging, the city was broken and the country was destroyed, and there were Wei soldiers wielding knives to kill people in the nightmare at midnight!" Why do you want me to live in that place of sorrow, in the palace where my father and mother died?"

Zhao Hongyin moved his mouth, but he couldn't say anything. He is accustomed to killing on the battlefield, but the king is right, his sons, grandsons, and great-grandchildren are all very filial, and he has never had the experience of destroying his family and dying only himself. The queen suffered from the loss of her country and family at a young age, and it is understandable that she is reluctant to set foot in that capital again.

"But-" He thought for a moment and found another reason, "Anxia's ancestral shrine is there, and as a monarch, you shouldn't ...... it" shouldn't be too far away from the ancestral hall.

Before he finished speaking, Feng Miaojun had already interrupted him: "But An Xia's lineage is here, right in front of you." She raised her head slightly, arrogant but glamorous, "Where I am, there is the capital of the country!" This old man keeps the old rules, but can't see clearly that what he should be loyal to is in front of him?

Zhao Hongyin was a little helpless: "Your Majesty, don't you plan to stay here ......?"

"Yes. She smiled smartly, "Urssel is a good place, and I want to move my capital here." ”

Zhao Hongyin's eyes were about to be as big as a dragon's eye.

"Does the National Teacher know about this?" Zhao Hongyin's face turned cold, "Or did he encourage the king to move the capital?"

Feng Miaojun looked at him in surprise: "What is the benefit of encouraging me to move the capital?"

"Yes, how could it not be!" Zhao Hongyin was furious, "For his own selfish desires, he doesn't focus on the overall situation." Wait here, Your Majesty, until I go and scold him!"

He is a general who leads the army, and he has elite soldiers under him, and his own cultivation is excellent, so he does not have much awe for Fu Lingchuan. He is willing to support the queen, but he is loyal to the royal family.

"Slowly, that's not what he meant. It's just that Fu Guoshi should be able to perceive my intentions. Feng Miaojun shrugged his shoulders, "Besides, he is the national teacher, I am the national monarch, and the decision is made by me." ”

Zhao Hongyin only felt that all he inhaled was cold air. This aunt and grandmother are too nonsense, can they be casually talked about?

Feng Miaojun crossed his arms and asked him: "General Hong, what advantages does Lubo City have in the past? In the past, the Wei army invaded the northwest of Anxia and fought from the border to the national capital, and the cities and villages on this section were basically destroyed, both in terms of city defense and private houses. How much effort does it take to rebuild it now? The treasury is partial and empty. Except that the roads are ready-made, what is better than the Red Meadow and the city of Ursel?"