In the royal court of Silumbia, the ministers were solemn and the atmosphere was tense. Guojun Rong Yuyang sat upright on the chair in the front, with a nervous look on his face.

Under the shadow of the catastrophe of national annihilation, the core of these countries must make a final decision.

"I have sent a letter of peace to the King of Qi Tian, hoping that he will bypass the people of Silumbia." Rong Yuyang sighed softly and finally spoke.

The ministers looked at each other with hesitant and nervous expressions, as if they all wanted to speak, but they were a little hesitant.

"I don't know...... Do I need chips? One of the ministers, who had long fluorescent blue hair and looked about 25 years old, asked hesitantly.

"But even if they do, who wants to go out?" A woman next to her rubbed her eyebrows, her face unbearable, "They are all the future of Silumbia." ”

To surrender to a major country and seek refuge, one generally needs "bargaining chips", that is, important descendants of important forces.

They carry the heavy responsibilities of the family, go to the great powers, or as the ministers, or as the emperor's wife, and do some things as low-level officials.

The more important the emissary's position in his or her own country, the more valuable the "bargaining chips" will be, and the more protection the big countries will give.

However, the higher the status of the new generation in the country, the more the future pillars of the country, unless they personally wish, the country generally will not send "bargaining chips" to the mission.

Because I went, I basically couldn't come back.

"Aoxue, now that the national disaster is at the head, if you don't have it, you have to have it!"

The man beside the woman sighed heavily, looked hesitant, and looked at a teenager next to him.

The boy looked like he was eleven or twelve, with the same long blue-black hair as the man, and he was sitting upright.

At this time, feeling his father's gaze, he was stunned for a moment and looked at his father in surprise, but the next moment, he lowered his head, clenched his fists, and looked firm.

The father didn't look over, he couldn't bear to see his son's reaction, and the woman known as Aoxue also looked surprised, and then, with a unbearable face, she bit her lower lip and endured her emotions.

In the autumn of critical existence, this kind of thing must be done by someone.

Even the slightest hope cannot be given up.

"That ......" At this moment, a female voice suddenly came from behind, and everyone looked back and saw a girl with long blue hair and sixteen or seventeen years old raising her hand weakly.

"I'll go, I'm a girl, I have an advantage!" She pretended to be calm and smiled nervously, as if she had made a big decision.

"No way!" The man next to her was immediately furious, "You are the only heir of our family, how can you go!" ”

The girl suddenly lost her voice, lowered her head, and looked hesitant.

"Dad, now that the country is almost gone, what else does the family have?" She asked weakly, as if she had plucked up a lot of courage.

"Why don't I go, I'm a sideline, and my position in the family is not very important." A teenager raised his hand, his face determined.

"You don't have enough of a bargaining chip." The elder of the other family shook his head and sighed, feeling that it was inappropriate.

The young man was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head, and seemed a little discouraged.

But then, his face was firm, he stood up directly, and said in a firm tone:

"Those with high status are not allowed to go, and those with low status cannot go, so who will go! Now that we are in a national crisis, are we still hesitating about the interests of our family? ”

As soon as these words came out, the audience was stunned, and the elders of the family lowered their heads and looked guilty.

Rong Yuyang looked at the young man in a daze, his heart surging.

"Let me go, I can do it!" The young man's tone was excited, and his expression was sincere, as if he was duty-bound on this matter.

"I'd better go."

At this moment, the door of the conference room slowly opened, and a young man with long dark blue hair pushed the door in. He had a fair complexion, messy hair, and a hint of coldness in the dust.

When everyone saw this, they were stunned and forgot to think.

Rong Yuyang, who was sitting on the throne, watched the young man step by step and approached, and couldn't help but look stunned, and slowly stood up.

The immature little face in the memory and the handsome face now gradually merge into one, and at the mouth of the heart, a strong emotion is surging, sweeping, and enveloping Rong Yuyang.

"Shuo'er?" Rong Yuyang looked at the young man in front of him in a daze, and slowly spit out his name.

Rong Shuo, his son, was sent by him to Wen Yuxian Academy when he was young to avoid the threat of Li Yu.

It has been a thousand years since then.

Rong Yuyang originally thought that after the last farewell, their father and son would be separated from each other and would never see each other again. That immature, hateful face will always be a pain in his heart.

But at this time, he actually returned.

In the shadow of the impending catastrophe of national destruction, he returned to his side.

"Shuo'er...... Are you really Shuo'er? ”

Rong Yuyang's face was stunned, tears had welled up in his eyes, flowing down his cheeks, he hurriedly stepped off the throne, came to Rong Shuo with nervous steps, gently held his cheek, and looked at it carefully.

Rong Shuo nodded slightly, and there was a hint of long-lost emotion on his cold face.

The ministers behind him also looked shocked, looking at Rong Shuo's familiar but unfamiliar figure, looking at each other, and then, all of them looked surprised, surprised and worried.

"Yes, Your Highness! His Royal Highness! ”

"His Royal Highness is back!"

"Oh my God, why did he come back at this time?"

"Your Highness, what are you doing when you come back, go back quickly!"

Rong Yuyang's face was excited, and tears had blurred his eyes. Helpless, he had to wipe his face with his sleeve, probably wipe the tears on his face, and hugged Rongshuo tightly in his arms.

"My Shuo'er...... Why did you come back at this time? ”

Rong Shuo was silent, his expression was a little dazed, and he seemed to be a little sad.

"Father......" he called softly in a hoarse voice, his shoulders trembling slightly, "the teacher told me that Silumbia was in trouble, and I came back." ”

"You kid, isn't that nonsense?" Rong Yuyang clenched his fists and smashed Rong Shuo's back with a punch, but he only used a very light force, for fear of hurting his son, who had always been on the tip of his heart.

He knew what Rong Shuo had come back for, but what could he say at this time?

They are the royal family of Sirumbia, and when the heavens of Sirumbia fall, they will be the first to rise up and protect the people of Silumbia.

This is their responsibility.

Father and son embraced, the ministers looked at each other, some wanted to dissuade, but they wanted to stop talking, and finally remained silent.

Rongshuo is the only heir to the throne of Silumbia, and his status is so important that no family can compare with it.

At this point, it was the best option for him to go, but it was also the worst option.

He took the initiative to ask for help, and the enthusiasm of the Tianjiao was overshadowed.

After hugging each other, Rong Yuyang also returned to his senses, letting go of his son, who he hadn't seen for many years, and his handsome face was regretful and unbearable.

"Father, Aiqing, you don't need to worry." Rong Shuo took a deep breath and bowed to Rong Yuyang and the ministers in the house, "The sons and daughters of the Qi Heavenly Kingdom have an old relationship, even if they go as protons, it will not be too difficult. ”

Everyone looked at each other and didn't know what to say.

"My child." Rong Yuyang sighed and patted Rong Shuo's shoulder, "In a thousand years, you have grown a lot, and I don't believe you don't know the benefits and losses in this matter." If you insist on going, your father will not be able to stop you. ”

Rong Shuo was silent, and his face was a little unbearable.

He could see his father's clenched fists, his trembling shoulders, and his silver teeth clenched and unwilling to reveal the unbearable in his heart.

Thousands of years, traveling all over the world, time has long diluted the hatred of being abandoned when he was young, maybe Rongshuo does not have much sense of belonging to Silumbia, but even as a bystander, he is willing to be in it to change the peace of the people, rather than watching the fire from the other side.

He chose to return to Sirumbia not because of what kind of prince he was or what responsibilities he had to shoulder.

It's just because of the kindness in my heart and the concern for my loved ones.

He didn't want his father to be a sinner.

As far as the power can be, so there is no turning back.

The dust is entangled, so it is a cocoon and self-bound.

The imperial city was still full of people, and the procession of the envoy to Qi Tian was quickly organized and soon marched, and the imperial city of Silumbia was empty, and the people marched together in grief and indignation, and repented in front of the statue of Firmman.

In addition to grief and indignation, except for the demonstrations and demonstrations carried out because of grief and indignation, the ordinary people only have their own one-third of an acre of land, and they cannot do anything.

Weak countries have no diplomacy, and the disaster of destruction is imminent, and without Li Yu as a backer, they can only compromise with Qi Tianguo.

Although, they actually didn't know that the army of Qi Tianguo had returned to the dynasty at some point.

Qi Tianguo has never wanted to put Sirumbia to death, even in the history of Qi Tianguo, Qi Tianguo has been a mess within it, and there has never been any force, in any name, to force any force or small country to a dead end.

It is expansion, and it is just under the leadership of the emperor, go to other star fields to eat some local products, follow the flow of the origin for a while, and then go home.

The first emperor Shen Yu once did such a thing, marching to Li Yu with a group of elites, and turning the king of Li Yu upside down, and the Void Ancestor was so angry that he didn't make a move, and he didn't say anything to occupy any territory.

After eating some roasted grasshoppers and wearing Li Yu's clothes for a while, he took people back to Qitian Continent.

Originally, in order to prevent Shen Yu from expanding his territory, the major countries of the universe that had made all preparations were directly dumbfounded when they saw this situation.

For a while, it was not to fight the Kingdom of Heaven, nor was it to fight if it was not to fight.

I owe it to the extreme, and I can't find a suitable reason to beat him.

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In the imperial city of Qi Tianguo, Shen Yelian led the army back to the dynasty, and the people were full of voices, and the people greeted each other.

The suspended mechanical islands and the rooftops of the sky pavilions are all crowded with young men and women, who are eager to squeeze out two more catties of oil in order to get a glimpse of the true face of the princess, so that they can be as slender as the wind and fly to the princess's side.

The red hydrangea flew into Shen Yelian's arms, but Shen Yelian didn't catch it, but passed it to the other people, jumping around on the people's heads.

Murray Leyu had already gone back to work at his grassroots level, and he didn't follow this time, otherwise, he would have been dizzy by the hydrangea.

Shen Huailing, escorted by the teacher of the Royal Teaching Garden, had secretly returned to the palace.

Although the news of his personal expedition had long since spread, he still secretly went to the Mana Palace to make a full set of plays, and glanced at the skinny dancing concubine who was already sick in bed before coming out of the Mana Palace.

The beautiful dancing girl back then, because of the backlash of the method of winning luck, was in her last years at this time, her hair was gray, and she couldn't even take care of herself.

Puchel came to Qi Heaven to win Qi Tian's fortune, but instead of winning it, he put himself in it.

Shen Huailing pitied Shen Yewen who was far away in the sky, but he didn't feel the slightest guilt about Puchel.

The accounts of the Jingyu Cadre Sect should also be calculated.

"See Your Majesty."

At the court meeting, the courtiers saluted Shen Huailing together, there were men and women in the court, and their appearances were all about 25 years old, and only a few, at the age of 212, were the new generation of Qi Tianguo.

Murong Feng'er was already sitting upright, on the dark phoenix chair, showing the dignity of the mother's world.

The status of the Empress of Qi Heavenly Kingdom is on par with that of the emperor, but her power is not as great as that of the emperor, so Murong Fenger is the only person in the entire Qi Heavenly Kingdom who does not have to salute Shen Huailing.

Shen Huailing's face was lazy and casual, the corners of his mouth raised an indifferent arc, and he strode towards the self-colored dragon chair and sat on it.

"Flat."

"Thank you, Your Majesty." After the courtiers responded in unison, they took their seats.

"If there is something to play, there is nothing to retreat."

Shen Huailing opened the bracelet casually, and the blue screen appeared, on which was the excerpt file uploaded by the ministers, and the content of the file was synchronized with Shen Huailing's bracelet in real time, including various strokes and calculations inside.

Shen Huailing didn't wait for the courtiers to say anything, he opened the first fold, picked up the pen and began to read it.

"Your Majesty, the Anluo River sluice gate has been completed by 80%, and the employment rate of the people has reached 77.25%, a record high in the history of the Kingdom of Heaven."

"Go ahead, allocate your own court." Shen Huailing said as he wrote a "read" on the document.

"Your Majesty, the construction of the western joint production field has been completed, and it is expected that planting can start next year."

"Let the Department of Agriculture submit the results of data analysis, draw up a detailed plan, and submit it at a later date."

"Your Majesty, the Lilita River has been flooded again, and the embankment is almost completed, please punish Your Majesty!"

"Let them continue to build it, and then come back to receive the fine when the dam is built, and in addition, allocate funds to the nearby people to ensure their food and clothing."

……

Shen Huailing was in charge of reviewing the copywriting, Murong Fenger was in charge of sorting out and distributing the documents, and the ministers were in charge of initiating the work.

The ministers presented their own affairs in an orderly manner, without grabbing words or pausing, as if this efficient and orderly way of early dynasty had become a habit.

Shen Yelian looked at the documents on her bracelet and felt a little nervous.

She is the eldest princess, and according to common sense, she is the first heir to the throne of Qi Tianguo.

But can she really do it, organize the court in such an orderly manner as her father?

The early dynasty was carried out in an orderly manner, with extremely high efficiency, and in less than a stick of incense, it was almost carried out.

"Your Majesty, I don't know how to deal with the peace matter of the Kingdom of Silumbia?" At last, the deacon of the ceremonial priest suddenly stood up and mentioned the matter of Silumbia.

"Poof!"

Shen Huailing was drinking the spiritual water next to him to quench his thirst, and when he heard this, he immediately sprayed the table.

"What's that?" He looked up in a daze and looked at the deacon of the ceremonial foreign director, his face strange.

The ministers looked at each other, and most of them turned their eyes to Shen Yelian, who was sitting quietly.

Shen Yelian was also shocked, obviously she didn't know about it, she looked at her father and queen mother, and her handsome face even had a trace of anger.

"The peace team of Sirumbia, the prince and the relatives, have arrived in the imperial city three days ago." Without waiting for the deacon of the Ministry of Rites to continue speaking, Murong Fenger continued, "I have taken over this matter, and I am waiting for your decision." ”

As soon as these words came out, Shen Huailing suddenly became two heads and two, looked at Murong Feng'er, and then looked at Shen Yelian, with a strange expression.

Among the new generation of imperial heirs, only Shen Yelian is of marriageable age and gender appropriate.

Moreover, even regardless of gender, the second prince, the fourth princess, and the sixth princess have all returned to the Heavenly Dao, the third prince was exiled, the fifth prince nested in the Wenyu Immortal Academy and did not come back, the seventh princess was only 10 years old, and the eighth prince and the ninth princess were only 9 years old, and they were not in the imperial city......

If Shen Yelian refuses to marry, then the prince of Silumbia can only marry Shen Huailing.

"No, you ......" Shen Huailing rubbed his eyebrows, his handsome face distorted.

He didn't want to marry, and he couldn't wait to send the concubines in the harem, let alone go inside.

Looking at Shen Yelian's complexion, she definitely didn't want to marry this prince.

But Murong Feng'er had already taken over the matter, and this time he and Shen Yelian returned to the city, and she even just informed them, without giving them a chance to refute at all.

"You can arrange it, and the wedding will take place on a certain date." Murong Feng'er took a sip of tea and said with an indifferent expression, "Although the Kingdom of Silumbia has always harassed our borders of the Qi Heavenly Kingdom, accepting their surrender and giving them protection will also help the Qi Heavenly Kingdom establish its prestige as a great power." ”

"Deacon, get in touch and let the prince come over now." Shen Huailing rubbed his temples irritably, and Junyi's face was also dyed with anger.

"Yes." The deacon replied, and then swiped his finger, and the screen of the bracelet instantly appeared with one more, and he quickly edited a message and sent it.

"Ladies and gentlemen, is there anything else?" Shen Huailing opened the last file on the screen, looked up and asked, "If it's okay, you can retreat first." ”

As soon as these words came out, the ministers moved one after another, saluted Shen Huailing, and retreated first.

"The minister retired."

"That Weichen also retired."

"The minister has also retired, our company has been very busy recently!"