It's almost time.

Wisps of warm golden sunlight poured unscrupulously into the study of the side hall through the half-open windowsill.

It adds a little softness to the study room of the side hall of the huge carrying hall.

The side of the study side of the hall of the carrying hall.

Xu Yi leaned against the bookshelf, and slowly opened a picture with strong traces of time with a deep gaze.

As the yellowed paper slowly unfolds.

The female Qi City, which had been sealed in the dust for more than 50 years, gradually appeared in front of Xu Yi's eyes.

Through the map full of traces of time.

Xu Yi suddenly seemed to see the majestic city that had stood in Yandi for hundreds of years and sheltered generations of Yandi people.

I don't know how long it took.

Xu Yi sighed softly, and then returned the yellowed Kanyu map full of traces of time to its original position.

Then he walked behind the book again.

More than ten years later.

Xu Yi sat upright on the Taishi chair again, and his deep eyes looked quietly at the old site of Nuqi through the half-open windowsill.

In fact.

Long before Xu Yi was in the land of Yan.

He has already familiarized himself with the local chronicles of the states and counties of the Great Zhou Dynasty for nearly 300 years through Zongzheng Temple.

After the domain swallow land.

In order to understand the livelihood of Yandi more quickly, in order to integrate into Yandi more quickly.

He had read the local chronicles of all counties and counties in Yandi for nearly three hundred years in his busy schedule.

It naturally also contains the local chronicles of Nuqicheng, which has disappeared for more than 50 years.

Merely.

At that time, when Xu Yichu arrived in Yandi, there was nothing.

I don't have the extra energy to go to a Nuqi City that has been in ruins more than fifty years ago.

And now.

With its complete foothold in Yandi.

As the power under his command continues to grow.

With the dispute between Yan, Dai and Liao, the curtain has come to an end.

With 20,000 war horses from Dai and Liao into Yan.

It is bound to once again set its sights on Nuqi City, the former third male city in Shanggu that has disappeared for more than 50 years.

And the reunion with Li Shixin.

It just speeds up this step.

Inside the study room of the side hall of the carrier hall.

Xu Yi gradually withdrew his gaze in the direction of the old site of Nuqi City.

Immediately, the back of the waist leaned on the soft back of the Taishi chair, the hands were naturally crossed behind the head, and the legs were naturally upturned to the eucalyptus.

Wait until your body and mind are completely relaxed.

Xu Yi slowly closed his eyes, and kept pondering about the female Qicheng in his mind.

The biggest problem they face today is that their horse farms are too scattered.

Notice.

The tide of battle is changing rapidly.

And the horse breeding land that is too scattered is destined to be unable to recruit all the war horses in the shortest possible time.

And a war horse that can't come in handy, can it still be considered a war horse?

Or can it still be regarded as his own war horse?

Besides.

Another problem is that the land they have today is too limited.

According to the estimation of him and Wang Daying's generals.

Today, the maximum number of horses owned is 40,000.

Once the number of war horses raised exceeds 40,000, it will inevitably be such as the exhaustion of water and grass, the emaciation of war horses, and even the disease.

Once there is a problem in the horse breeding land, the combat effectiveness of Wang Daying's soldiers will inevitably be greatly affected. ….

The reason why Xu Yi ordered Yang Xian'an to find a few more places to raise horses was precisely for this reason.

So.

It is imperative to rebuild Nuqi City.

Correct.

The rebuilding of Nuqi City is simple to say.

But doing so is tantamount to climbing to the sky.

Especially now that the finances of the Yan Wangfu are close to deficit.

That's what I think about.

Xu Yi sighed helplessly in his heart.

Then he slowly opened his eyes and sat upright on the Taishi chair again.

His eyes were full of thoughts.

I don't know how long it took.

Xu Yi got up from the Taishi chair, then picked up a glass of water and slowly poured it into the inkstone.

After counting the interest.

Xu Yi lifted an ink ingot and slowly grinded it in the inkstone.

Wait until the ink is thick and appropriate.

Then he pulled out a slightly yellowed piece of rice paper from the side of the book.

After the yellowed rice paper is spread on top of the eucalyptus.

Xu Yi sat upright on the Taishi chair again, and then picked up a wolf pen and wrote on the yellowed rice paper: "Yanling knife, Tiefutu, Xinguandao, Nuqicheng. ，

The pen is written into.

Xu Yi slowly put down the wolf pen in his hand, and then stared at the twelve big characters on the yellowed rice paper with deep eyes.

No doubt.

Now the biggest financial resources of Yanwangfu are these twelve big characters.

Correct.

Whether it is the forging of the Yanling knife or the iron futu.

Or the construction of the new official road and the Nuqi City.

These are all things that it is impossible to stop at this stage.

Therein.

The wild goose knife and the iron floating slaughter are killed.

This is the most indispensable thing for the outward expansion of a party's forces.

New official road, female Qi city lord, people's livelihood and horse politics.

This is the most indispensable thing for a party to develop in the long run.

Correct.

With Xu Yi's existing money.

Even if you count the income of the seller.

It's only enough to satisfy two or three of them.

Is it necessary to give up one of the four?' ，

Inside the study room of the side hall of the carrier hall.

Xu Yi stared at the twelve big characters on the yellowed rice paper with deep eyes, and muttered in a low voice.

The words fell.

Xu Yi slowly got up from the Taishi chair and walked to the half-open windowsill.

Look deeply out the window at the warmth.

Time flies by in the midst of hard thinking and struggling.

When the sun is turning west and the sunset is gradually emerging.

Xu Yi's pensive face suddenly outlined a slightly crazy smile.

"Yan Ling Knife, Tiefu Tu, New Official Road, Nu Qi City."

"In the dictionary of loneliness, there is never a word for renunciation."

"As for the lack of money, it is up to you."

Xu Yi slowly raised his head and looked at the direction where Mobei was.

His eyes were full of madness and determination.

After more than 100 breaths.

Xu Yi's footsteps were unusually firm, and he walked behind the book again.

He sat upright in the Taishi chair, and his hands quickly made a slightly strange gesture.

After counting the interest.

A whistle with a certain melody came out of Xu Yi's mouth.

Just over a hundred years later.

Outside the study room of the side hall of the closed carrying hall, an extremely low footstep suddenly sounded.

'Winter, winter, winter. ，

"Master."

The leader of the heart walked out of the dark corner of the carrier hall, walked to the door of the study of the side hall of the carrier hall, gently knocked on the door, and then took half a step back and bowed respectfully. ….

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"Remember, this redraw must be done in every detail."

"In addition, everything you see and hear at the former site of Nuqi City must be written down."

"After returning, they will be presented together."

Xu Yi sat upright on the Taishi chair and ordered in a deep voice with a serious face.

"Obey!"

When the leader of the heart of conscience heard this, his face instantly straightened, and then he bowed solemnly again.

After the figure of the leader of the heart completely disappeared in the study room of the side hall of the carrier hall.

Xu Yi got up from the Taishi chair and picked up the yellowed rice paper placed on the eucalyptus.

Then he walked to the stove on the side of the study.

After the yellowed rice paper with twelve large characters written on it was completely destroyed.

Xu Yi walked out of the study room of the side hall of the carrier hall without looking back.

......

......

Unitary time.

The afterglow of the setting sun quietly shone in the inner court of King Yan's mansion.

It added a little warmth and peace to the cold and deserted inner court of Yanwang's Mansion.

Since leaving the Carrier Palace, Xu Yi has not returned to the Cunxin Hall where he slept last night.

Instead, he went to the inner court as usual.

"Slave maid to meet the prince."

"Slave maid to meet the prince."

Along the way, the young female officials and palace maids have always heard the sound of Yingying Yanyan.

Xu Yi nodded slightly as usual, and then walked towards the Changchun Hall without the slightest pause.

A moment later.

Xu Yi stood in front of the gate of the Changchun Hall and quietly took a deep breath several times.

After all the negative emotions generated during the foreign court are cleared up.

He took another step and walked straight towards the Changchun Palace.

Fang Yi stepped into the Changchun Palace.

A smell of food that was so rich that it didn't make the slightest sense poured into Xu Yi's snort unscrupulously.

The stomach that had not eaten on the day of the straight hook rumbled again and again.

"Slave maid to meet the prince."

Tan'er, the female official standing at the gate of the Changchun Palace, saw Xu Yi coming, so she bowed respectfully.

"The princess is going to the kitchen again?"

Xu Yi paused, then looked at the female officer Tan'er and asked.

"Return to ......"

"Back to the ...... of the King"

"The princess is now in the dormitory with the princess, not in the kitchen."

The female official Tan'er's face paused slightly when she heard this, and then she quickly lowered her head and replied in a low voice.

'Now? ，

Xu Yi muttered in a low voice when he heard this, and then walked towards the dormitory with helplessness.

......

......

In the dormitory of the Changchun Palace of King Yan's Mansion.

Princess Yan, dressed in a white loose brocade dress, leaned on a soft couch.

Holding a needle and thread with a face full of soft sewing of the clothes in your hands.

beside it.

The princess, dressed in a plain brocade dress, sat on a rose chair.

With a serious face, he outlined the silk in his hand with red silk threads. ….

Inside the huge Changchun Palace.

Although the two princesses of Yan on one side did not have the slightest verbal communication.

But for some reason, there is a sense of harmony between the two all the time.

I don't know how long it took.

Zhu Wanning gently picked up the golden scissors placed on the small wooden table beside her.

After gently cutting the silk thread in your hand.

With a smile on his face, he raised a pair of palm-sized clothes in his hand.

"Sister, how about looking at the longevity lock I embroidered?"

Zhu Wanning looked at Wang Qiujin, who was leaning on the soft collapse, and asked lightly with a smile on her face.

"Wan Ning's hand is really amazing."

Wang Qiujin got up slowly and took the shirt from Zhu Wanning's hand

After a moment's careful scrutiny, he then exclaimed with sincere admiration on his face.

"My sister has won the award, and my sister's female celebrity is even better than Wanning."

Zhu Wanning chuckled when she heard this, and then picked up a shirt again.

"You, you, why are you so humble."

"How am I a female celebrity, I know it in my heart."

"In the future, the child's clothes, I'm afraid it will be more troublesome Wanning."

Wang Qiujin chuckled and shook her head, and then slowly spoke.

"Sister, didn't the prince name the child?"

Zhu Wanning smiled, then changed the topic and asked softly.

"There's no urgency."

Wang Qiujin paused slightly when she heard this.

Then he slowly looked up and looked in the direction of the carrying hall outside.

"I don't know if my husband has eaten."

A trace of worry flashed in Wang Qiujin's eyes, and he muttered in a low voice.

"It's this hour."

"I want to come...... I guess I've eaten it."

Zhu Wanning was slightly stunned when she heard this, turned her head slightly to look at the sky outside the window, and then replied.

"I hope so."

Wang Qiujin glanced up at the sky, and replied softly.

However, the worry in his eyes did not diminish in the slightest.

"I heard that my sister and the prince met in Guanzhong for disaster relief?"

Seeing that Wang Qiujin's eyebrows and eyes were full of worry, Zhu Wanning, who was afraid that she would have a fetal gas, hurriedly changed the topic again.

"The memories of my first encounter with my husband are not good."

Wang Qiujin nodded slightly when she heard this, and then slowly replied.

Zhu Wanning felt helpless when she saw this, and was about to divert the topic again.

Wang Qiujin slowly spoke again with a look of memory on her face, "When I first met my husband, it was when the Wang family was in trouble."

"A son of a family surnamed Liu and a wicked official surnamed Lu led people to the house."

"Force Grandpa to hand over Uncle Zhou's relics."

"Grandpa didn't obey, and was knocked unconscious by that evil official."

"My father was angry, and was beaten unconscious by the wicked officer."

"My mother was beaten unconscious to protect her father."

"The youngest brother Qiu'an was hidden in the water tank by his mother beforehand, so he survived."

"At that time, only my uncle, aunt, me, and my infant cousin were left in the family."

"However, the son of the family surnamed Liu and the evil official surnamed Lu will not give up just like that."

"In desperation, my uncle and I knew that the mantis arm was used as a car, and we could only resist to the death."

"But, the mantis arm is the mantis arm when the car is, after all."

"Outnumbered, my uncle and I were knocked to the ground one after another." ….

The words fell.

Wang Qiujin paused slightly, and couldn't help but smile from the bottom of her heart.

Don't wait for Zhu Wanning to react beside her.

Wang Qiujin then spoke slowly again, "However, just when I was full of despair."

"Husband, he's here."

"I'll never forget the look of my husband."

As soon as this statement came out.

Seeing that Wang Qiujin's mood was improving.

Zhu Wanning, who was curious, couldn't help but ask softly, "Why did the prince appear in the Wang family?"

Judging by what you've learned.

At that time, Xu Yi should be appointed by the imperial court not long ago.

"Later, I asked my husband."

"The husband said that he wanted to go out of the city to inspect the disaster."

"Before leaving the city, he stopped at a street inn to inquire about the situation inside and outside the city."

"Unexpectedly, this inquiry revealed that my grandfather had organized the neighborhood to write a book of all people for Uncle Zhou."

"On that day, the husband went to his house for the sake of the book of all people."

"Unexpectedly, when he arrived at home, it coincided with a sudden change in his home."

"Later."

"The husband easily resolved a tragedy with his own martial arts."

"That's why."

"Fang and her husband know each other."

The words fell.

Wang Qiujin lowered her head slightly, and the corners of her mouth rose slightly and gently stroked her slightly bulging lower abdomen.

"It's really fate."

Zhu Wanning, who heard this for the first time, looked at Wang Qiujin with a happy smile on her face, and couldn't help but sigh sincerely.

"Just."

"At that time, the husband always gave people a gloomy feeling."

"It's nowhere near as likable as it was later."

Wang Qiu stroked his slightly bulging lower abdomen and shook his head with a chuckle.

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