Xuzhou

Yingshi County

A middle-aged man in the study pinched his eyebrows. The picture scrolls placed on several cases clearly marked the fifteen continents of Shenghua. "Master, the third lady called you to eat," the maid knocked softly on the door, "Well. Hearing the third lady's middle-aged man's wrinkled brows, he was slightly soothed.

"The head of the house!" "The head of the house!" The middle-aged man pushed open the door of the house, and the hundreds of people in the courtyard saluted together, speaking of the mansion, which was really a large courtyard, and the hundred people standing did not look crowded at all. "The Son of Heaven has already entered the Northern Capital. The middle-aged man turned around and walked on the corridor, which was carved with mahogany and lifelike patterns. "The Son of Heaven was escorted into the capital by the princes, and the court will not make much movement for the time being. Two teams of 100 people followed behind the middle-aged man. "yes. . . I watched the sky at night, and although there was a sign of collapse of the national fortune when the blood of the Flying Emperor Butterfly was bloody, it was suppressed by a powerful force in the southeast. The middle-aged man stopped when he heard this. "Southeast?" the middle-aged man tilted his head to look at the man who spoke. "Come home, yes. . . The man returned the salute respectfully. "How many lives is it?" the middle-aged man frowned and asked, and the man responded respectfully when he heard it: "Destiny is clear!!" The middle-aged man turned around, "What else?" "This destiny is not inferior to the Ancestral Emperor!" Hearing this, everyone trembled. "Do you know who is carrying this fate?" the middle-aged man's pupils widened slightly. The man groaned for a long time, then suddenly knelt on the ground and said in horror: "The family is incompetent, the family is incompetent." "Hmph!" the middle-aged man shook off his robe, and everyone left to avoid the kneeling man.

"Don't frown every day. A woman said softly, pinching the middle-aged man's shoulders, she also saw that the middle-aged man's white hair on his temples was getting denser and denser. "Hey. . . The middle-aged man sighed a little comfortably. "The Wang family has already started to lay out, I don't know what Wang Lang, the old fox, is planning. When the woman heard this, she smiled lightly and hugged the middle-aged man from behind, "Aren't the Dongling family and the Wang family one family?" When the middle-aged man heard this, the hand that originally raised the chopsticks slapped directly on the table, and the maid next to him was also kneeling. The woman was also stunned, looking at the middle-aged man who threw herself away directly.

"S... A rich old man in the courtyard looked at the snowy sky, "It's cold... The old man tightened his collar.

"Master of the house!" the maid saluted to the old man. "Huh?" the old man sat on a wooden bench and took a sip of tea. "The head of the Qin family asked to see. Speaking of which, after Qin Yi ran out, Qin Qiong was not relieved, "Oh?" the old man got up and tidied up his clothes. "Please come to the study for tea. "Yes. ”

"Hahaha!!Brother Wang!" Qin Qiongren smiled before he arrived. "Brother Qin, how can you go to the border. Wang Lang also got up and laughed. "Cheng nephew is really, and he doesn't come back to my Qin Mansion first, do you think my Qin Mansion is shabby? Qin Qiong teasingly motioned for Wang Lang to sit down, and Wang Lang also motioned for Qin Qiong to sit down. "Brother Qin is here to find Zicheng to ask for guilt?" Wang Lang pinched his goatee and said with a smile, "Hey... Brother Wang, I just want to ask how my daughter is. "Let's be honest. Brother Qin, I don't know... Wang Lang picked up the teacup. "Isn't Zicheng back?" "I went to Nanling Pass ten days ago. "En?" Qin Qiong looked at Wang Lang with some puzzlement, "What are you doing as your eldest son?" Wang Lang waved his hand, "Young, light, people, things, feelings... This young man, Wang Lang, said that it was very slow, and Qin Qiong was even more puzzled.

"How is the Western Regions?" Wang Lang asked, Qin Qiong took a sip of tea and said with some pride: "Big Broken Black Horse, but other tribes in the Western Regions have also joined. "That's fine. . . Qin Qiong was puzzled: "War is most afraid of war of attrition, is this okay?" Wang Lang shook his head, "Destroying the black horse now will do more harm than good." Wang Lang's eyes were a little cold. Qin Qiong also rolled her eyes, as if she was recalling this sentence. "For ... As soon as Qin Qiong wanted to ask why, he was robbed by Wang Lang, "If the West equalizes its military power, it will inevitably be taken back by the Son of Heaven." When Qin Qiong heard this, he immediately understood that the military power returned to the hands of the Son of Heaven, that is, it returned to the hands of the princes. [Now that the black horse is destroyed, within a few years, a stronger force than the black horse will invade the Western Regions... Wang Lang looked at Qin Qiong, who was the same as herself, and smiled bitterly in his heart.

Nanling

Wang Zimou dragged Yuan Ying, and the little fox girl Yuan Ying hugged the pillars of the corridor, "I'm not going!" After a few days of getting along, the original jumping out of Wang Zimou and the cute little fox girl mingled, one came to the Young General's Mansion, as long as he was two years old, he could talk about his heart, and secondly, Wang Zimou had no intention of hearing that the kind of leisure life of the Southern Fox Clan.

Speaking of the Southern Fox Clan, which wants to level southern Xinjiang from the ancestral emperor, of course, this is also a simple statement here. Nanling was originally the imperial capital of the Southern Fox Clan, and the Southern Fox here is mainly matrilineal, because the main thing is that the Southern Fox Clan is a very special ethnic group, there is no male fox, pay attention to the male fox, and the child conceived by the female fox must be a female fox, no matter what ethnic group of men, the child conceived by the female fox will definitely be a female fox. This was also discovered by the Southern Fox Clan three thousand years ago, the male fox guarded the Nanling, and then was almost wiped out by Li Jun, so the male and female of the Southern Fox Clan were seriously unbalanced. The ancestral emperor Li Jundangping Nanjiang did not rush to kill everything, okay, the main reason is that the ancestral emperor was fighting, and he had feelings for the princess royal family of the Southern Fox clan, and then he went off the rails. The ancestral emperor pacified Nanling and did not expand, and he did not want to be like other foreign races of the Nanhu tribe, the Nanhu clan could learn Chinese, they could learn Chinese, they could also retain their own culture, and they could even live with the Chinese, [this is the ancestral emperor burying his own blood and blood] so that the royal family of the Nanhu clan continued to live that carefree life in addition to paying tribute next year. It's okay to fish in the creek, walk on the grassland, find your father when there is a famine, Shenghuaguo borrows grain, and when you are beaten, you cry to find Shenghuaguo, who called their father really Li Jun Shenghuaguo, the founding emperor of Shenghuaguo...

"If you don't go, I won't teach you how to learn Chinese characters. Wang Zimou deliberately threatened, and Yu Ying's fox ears moved slightly, and then let go of Wang Zimou, who was dragging behind him, staggered and sat directly on the ground. "Hee-hee-hee... ”

"Brother Zicheng?" Yuan Zetian looked at Wang Zicheng, who had been looking at the map of southern Xinjiang for the past few days. "Brother Zetian, are you sure that the Southern Fox Clan has been destroyed?" Wang Zicheng frowned, and Yuan Zetian sighed, "There are more and more homeless people in the Southern Fox Clan, but it is very strange to lure me out of the customs many times, according to the previous group of sisters, I will definitely let me rest, and don't hit their paradise if I have nothing to do." Wang Zicheng's face twitched when he listened, [You, the young general, are just moisturizing. A large harem. "Ahem, cough, cough" Prince Cheng cleared his throat, "It's not a good thing that the Southern Fox Clan has been destroyed. "Oh?" Yuan Zetian raised his eyebrows. "En?" Wang Zicheng also looked at Yuan Zetian curiously, [Black. It's too TM black. Nanhu must have come to ask for help if he was beaten, Yuan Zetian would definitely not go to the aid in order to go out of Nanjiang, as long as Nanhu was destroyed, Nanhu's territory would no longer be Nanhu's, it was a foreign clan, he was a major general of Nanling, for the sake of the ancestral emperor and for Nanhu to send troops to recover, is it not natural? ]

"Hey, hey, hey. Yuan Zetian smiled evilly and was seen.