"Fan Li, what's wrong with you?" Xiang Ning saw that his face was wrong, and asked with concern.

Fan Li had already interrupted the conversation with the system.

He returned to reality and looked at Xiang Ning with a complicated expression.

"Your Majesty, you will never know what the minister has just experienced."

Decade?

Destroy the Daci Dynasty?

Although Fan Li had already realized that he and Empress Yaoguang were endless.

But the system released this kind of task, and he was still shocked!

Xiang Ning really didn't understand.

But she at least knew that the man in front of her was carrying a load, for her.

Xiang Ning wanted to say something, but he didn't know how to speak.

Thanks to him?

Many women are good at using cheap thanks to repay the happiness that men have fought for her with blood and sweat.

Xiang Ning was reluctant to say thank you, she felt that her simple 'thank you' was not worthy of Fan Li's dedication.

Apologize to him?

Do you blame yourself for dragging him down?

No.

Between himself and Fan Li, there has long been no such hypocritical politeness.

"You...... It must be hard. Xiang Ning asked in her gentlest voice, full of concern.

She boldly looked up and stared at the handsome, slightly pale cheeks.

She found it.

This man is good at hiding his tiredness, but he still finds it himself.

Fan Li's sideburns have a white hair that does not belong to his age.

"Nothing."

Fan Li smiled freely, and unconsciously stretched out his hand and touched the top of Xiang Ning's head.

Between kings and ministers, no matter how justified this kind of behavior is, it is a great rebellion.

What's more, in addition to the monarch and minister, the two are also different from men and women.

Fan Li didn't realize this, and he opened his mouth to comfort Xiang Ning.

"This is all the duty of a minister, Your Majesty does not have to worry."

"Everything is in the hands of the minister."

Xiang Ning was stunned.

She captured one more detail!

In Fan Li's eyes, there were obviously more bloodshots than ordinary people.

He hasn't had a good break lately?

Or maybe you don't have time to rest at all?

"Fan Li!"

Xiang Ning finally couldn't help it, and Wen Xiang Nephrite's body threw herself directly into the man's arms.

Fan Li was stunned.

According to his past habits, he even had reason to suspect that Xiang Ning was going to attack him suddenly.

However, in addition to the softness in her arms, there was only a slight whimper of a woman.

"Woo woo woo ......"

"Fan Li, I'm sorry for you......"

"I'm useless, if I'm as powerful as the Taizu Overlord, they won't be able to make things difficult for you like this......"

"Fan Li, I want to fight side by side with you......"

Xiang Ning cried while disorganized his heart.

Although the preface often does not match the afterword, it is all from her heart.

Xiang Ning, grateful to Fan Li.

"Ahem!"

"Your Majesty rest assured, the minister can bear it."

Fan Li's mind is still quite clear.

He soon realized that he and Xiang Ning maintained a ...... that surpassed the monarch and the minister, and surpassed ordinary men and women Attitude?

What should I do?

Fan Li tried to gently push Xiang Ning away, but as soon as he made some movements, he was hugged tightly by Xiang Ning's hands around his waist.

The woman continued to cry and continue to speak her heart.

Fan Li was helpless, so he could only comfort himself: "Lao Tzu is a traitor, what if he has a little skin-to-skin relationship with the empress?" Lao Tzu also did the [Harem of Trouble] mission! ”

This self-consolation, originally wanted to find a step down.

However, Fan Li's high-quality brain immediately made up various pictures of himself and Xiang Ning.

When he even thought of the child's name, he finally realized that something was wrong.

Syllable!

Fan Li slapped himself directly in the face.

Xiang Ning, who was crying to the pear blossoms and rain, heard the sound of slapping, subconsciously raised his head and looked at Fan Li in confusion.

"Yes...... There are mosquitoes. Fan Li said with a flush on the right cheek.

This interruption, Xiang Ning couldn't cry anymore.

But she still didn't realize the posture of the two, and comfortably snuggled in the man's arms, muttering quietly.

"Fan Li, I am truly grateful to you."

"Don't blame me, I can't give you anything now."

"If we can get through this, what do you want in the future?"

"Is it okay to be crowned king?"

"I will give you land in Dachu and let you build a vassal state. Let's come just like in the ancient Zhou Dynasty, I am the son of Chu, you are the king of Jin, and your status is only below me. ”

Without waiting for Fan Li to answer, Xiang Ning remembered something again and hurriedly added it.

"But you are not allowed to go to the country!"

"You're going to stay with me!"

"I ...... I am still young, and I still have a lot of government and state affairs that I need your help to take care of. ”

Fan Li couldn't cry or laugh when he heard this.

He made up the picture of his promotion from the Duke of Jin to the King of Jin, and he still had a feudal country in Dachu.

That's really, Sima Fan's heart is known to passers-by.

"Your Majesty."

"Huh?"

"Are you done crying?"

"Ah!!h

Xiang Ning finally came back to his senses.

His dignified descendants of Emperor Chu and the descendants of the overlord actually cried in the arms of his subordinates for a long time.

Her cheeks flushed instantly, and she wanted to find a crack in the ground to get into.

However, the feeling just now is really wonderful like never before.

"Fan Li!"

Xiang Ning bit his lower lip lightly, annoyed in his heart.

But she was very confused, should she blame herself, or Fan Li?

"The minister is here." Fan Li smiled bitterly.

"You are not allowed to say what happened just now!" Xiang Ning stomped his feet and said.

"Yes." Fan Li agreed very happily. "The minister must have forgotten everything."

He thought that Xiang Ning regretted promising to be crowned king to himself.

That's fine.

Fan Lidu has already founded the country, so naturally it is not rare to find the so-called king of Chu.

As soon as he said that he was going to forget, Xiang Ning became even more anxious.

"Forget ...... Don't forget it, just keep it in your heart! ”

"Uh, yes."

Fan Li was a little surprised, but he thought that Xiang Ning believed in his words, and he was indeed much stronger than Xiang Chong.

It seems that the treatment of his Great Chu Jin King is stable.

"Your Majesty, Bai Nineteen has been waiting for a long time, it's time for the minister to leave."

"Please take care of your majesty's body, continue to be patient, and swear that there will be a day when your majesty will return to the court."

Fan Li was embarrassed to say that he let Xiang Ning wait for him for ten years.

Although for a practitioner, ten years is not a long time.

Xiang Ning heard him say this, and the tears that had just stopped instantly overflowed his eyes.

"Hmm...... I'm waiting for you......"

……

…………

Fan Li and Bai Nineteen each took a car.

The car was pulled by six spirit horses, and the travel speed was extremely fast, thousands of miles a day.

The car is made of special materials, which are invulnerable to fire and water, and extremely tough.

Pulled by the spirit horse, not only over the mountains and mountains like walking on the ground, but also on the water.

Although the cost is extremely expensive, it is difficult to defeat Fan Li, who is rich and rivals the country.

"The South Nest began in Xia and was built by the descendants of the Chao clan."

"The South Nest is the country of the Nest, the distant country of the South."

Fan Li talked eloquently.

Thanks to the blessing of the original owner, he has a belly of knowledge at such a young age.

Like a tea talk, Fan Li slowly told the information about Nanchao recorded in ancient books.

Bai Nineteen listened carefully at first, but gradually showed impatience.

"It's all empty words, no useful information at all."

"I've found out where it is."

"Nanchao is not only the site of the ancient country, but also the burial of an ancient emperor."

"The ancient chess game I asked for was left by the emperor."

After Bai Nineteen finished speaking, he glanced at Fan Li proudly and contemptuously.

Pedagogy?

It's just talk!

Really useful information should be like what I said.

"Oh? It turns out that this trip is a tomb visit? Fan Li was curious, and asked while driving, "Which ancient emperor is it?" Please tell me about it, so that you can prepare early. ”

"This ......"

Bai Nineteen was suddenly speechless.

All she knew was the information she had just had.

She really didn't know what kind of ruins Nanchao was and which emperor was buried.

After all, the first emperor burned books, many ancient books were lost, and the ancient records were incomplete.

What's more, before Qin, the Son of Heaven was divided, and there were many princes in the world.

The ghost knows how many vassal states there used to be on the original site of Nanchao, and it is impossible to know which emperor Bai Nineteen is looking for.

Fan Li simply stopped Bai Shijiu, a little disappointed.

He added: "Why did the Holy Lord accompany him by name this time? With this duke here, it seems that it can only affect the Holy Lord's strength, right? ”

Bai Shijiu's face sank when he heard this!

Truly!

Fan Li's inner demon, she only has the cultivation of the five grades of the Dao Realm at the moment, and she has fallen to a big realm!

This is definitely the biggest shame in her life!

"If I don't kill Fan Li, it will be difficult for me to succeed in this life!"

Bai Nineteen thought so, the hatred in his heart was monstrous, but he could only try to restrain it.

She said faintly: "According to the information of this seat, in the tomb of the ancient emperor, there is an unfinished chess game. Only after that game is played, the winning side can inherit the Emperor's game. ”

Fan Li nodded, turned to a man beside him, and said, "You come to drive for me, and I will chat with the Holy Lord." ”

"Yes, Jin Gong."

Bai Shijiu was driving alone, but Fan Li's car still had a Confucian student in a green shirt.

Confucian looks thin and looks quite reserved.

Especially after hearing about Bai Nineteen's identity as the Holy Lord, he immediately showed a look of surprise and fear.

His expression was not like a disguise, and Bai Nineteen could see through it at a glance.

Coupled with the cultivation of thin Confucianism, it is only the ninth grade of the Yuan Infant Realm.

In the face of the Great Mercy Holy Lord whose strength and position far surpassed his own, Confucianism's fearful reaction was also normal.

In Bai Nineteen's heart, he was originally a little worried.

Therefore, when Fan Li offered to take a companion with him halfway, she only thought that Fan Li had some conspiracy.

But after seeing the thin Confucian student, Bai Shijiu immediately put his mind at ease.

This is a man who is weak and ant-like, and can never threaten himself.

"Tell me about it."

"Huang Longshi, a disciple of the Marquis of Wenxin in Lu Cheng. I am very knowledgeable, and this trip will definitely be an aid to me and the Holy Lord. ”

Fan Li deliberately emphasized the identity of Huanglongshi Lucheng's students.

Everyone in the world knows that Wenxin Hou Lu Chunqiu is a great Confucian in the world.

He has 3,000 disciples, including 72 sages, who may not be in a high level of cultivation, but their Confucian attainments are extremely profound, and they are recognized by the world as great Confucianism.

Among them, a few people, such as the late Yan Yuan, are recognized as Confucians.

"Oh?"

Bai Nineteen pretended to be interested, and there was a rare hint of hypocritical smirk on his face.

"He is one of the seventy-two sages? May I ask the name of Gao? ”

When Huang Longshi heard this, his hands shook in fright, and he almost didn't hold the reins of the horse.

He replied with a stammer: "Xiaosheng...... Huang...... Late-born...... Juniors ......"

Fan Li saw that Huang Longshi was so nervous that he couldn't speak, so he kindly patted him on the shoulder.

"Take a deep breath, be nervous, and speak slowly."

Huang Longshi nodded again and again, and glanced at Fan Li gratefully.

"The junior Huang Longshi does not dare to be tied with the seventy-two senior brothers."

"The younger generation is fortunate to listen to the teacher's teachings in Lu Cheng, but he is just the most mediocre of his three thousand disciples."

When Bai Nineteen heard this, a trace of contempt immediately flashed in his eyes.

It turns out that he is not even seventy-two sages?

There are indeed many mediocre disciples in Lu Cheng.

It's just that Wenxin Hou values talent and virtue, and some young people with poor talent but good conduct, as long as they are dedicated to learning, he will also open the door to accept them as disciples.

Bai Nineteen looked at Huang Longshi carefully, and really couldn't see that he was the slightest bit amazing, so he immediately classified him as a mediocre talent.

"Could it be that this person reads through ancient books?"

"Fan Li needs him to accompany him to investigate Nanchao, hoping to get useful information from ancient books?"

Bai Nineteen thought about it, and felt more and more reasonable.

She couldn't have guessed that this thin and inconspicuous mediocre Confucian in front of her was the one who had defeated her in the Rotten Ke game for months!

Nanchao, the distant country of the south, lives up to its name.

The group walked from the Daci Dynasty in the southwest and far away to the southeast.

They crossed the Chu realm and plunged headlong into the Wanzhong Mountain of Nanling.

"The South Ridge is blocked and deserted."

"But in terms of the vastness of the territory, Nanling is not inferior to the Central Plains."

"When Zhou Tianzi was the son of Zhou, the princes of the world were divided, and Nanling used to be more than one country."

"But the princes have been divided for many years, and there are many things that rise and fall. In the end, Daqin swept the world. The remote place of Nanling is not as prosperous as the Central Plains after all. ”

"During the Qin period, the southerners moved north into the Central Plains, and the Nanling Mountains gradually fell into ruin."

On the second day, Bai 19 showed off his knowledge to the two from time to time.

She is the holy master of chess, but she is also familiar with the subset of scriptures and history, but she does not practice Confucianism and Taoism.

Otherwise, the name of the Holy Lord of the Book, she is more suitable than Jinde.

There are two men in front of him, one is the head of the hundred officials of the Great Chu and Jin Dynasty, and the other is a famous Confucianism and Taoism.

Bai Jiu felt that he could surpass Fan Li and Huang Longshi in terms of knowledge and knowledge, and he had a greater sense of accomplishment than cultivating to defeat the two.

"Hasn't Nanchao arrived yet?"

Fan Li lowered his head, holding a pen and paper and calculating something from time to time.

He asked casually, but he didn't listen to Bai Nineteen's teasing at all.

"Humph!"

Bai Nineteen had a cold face.

In the face of her own chess demons, she was not only helpless, but also had a faint sense of fear in her heart.

She can't kill Fan Li, otherwise the demons in her heart will never be eliminated, and the chess path will be directly abolished, and her cultivation will not be able to go any further, and the immortal path will be indefinite.

Unless the two play another game, Bai Nineteen wins, and the demons are automatically broken.

But before getting the ancient chess game, Bai Nineteen was not confident that he could defeat Fan Li.

Patience, only patience!

"Half a day at most, and we'll be there." Bai Nineteen said coldly.

"Half a day?"

Fan Li nodded.

The speed of the car is almost fixed, and now the approximate time is again and the distance can be calculated.

The distance between Jincheng and Nanchao.

……

…………

At the same time, Jincheng.

The Great Jin Palace has been completed!

In the palace, in addition to Prime Minister Wang Ban and the founding princess Fan Yuehua, Fan Li sat on the dragon chair.

He was wearing a dragon robe, exuding the supreme momentum of the Son of Heaven from the inside out.

Wang Ban bowed down and saluted with sincerity, and even Fan Yuehua restrained her usual playful temperament and greeted the Son of Heaven with the royal princess ceremony.

At this moment, Fan Li seems to have been born to wear a dragon robe.

"Announce him in." Fan said as he left his mouth.

Fan Li, who usually plays the role of Emperor Jin, is still in the territory of the Ming Dynasty.

The dragon robe Fan Li, but he had just arrived from the Chu State.

There is only one thing that he must complete as Emperor Jin.

A tall man wearing a cloth robe and an extraordinary bearing walked slowly into the Great Jin Palace.

The man's expression was resolute, but there was still surprise in his eyes.

He ignored Fan Yuehua, who was beautiful and captivating, and did not look at the Wang Ban who cultivated in the Mahayana realm.

His gaze was firmly locked on Fan Li, who was sitting upright on the dragon chair.

Poof!

The man pushed the gold mountain and poured the jade pillar, and bowed down to Fan Li.

"Minister Hu Zongxian, meet Your Majesty."

"Good."

Fan Li nodded.

"Feng Hu Zongxian is the captain of the Great Jin Dynasty, he is a product, he is given a gold seal and purple ribbon, and he is in charge of the military affairs of the Great Jin Dynasty."

Hu Zongxian said goodbye.

"Command, thanks."

Fan Li smiled and calmed Hu Zongxian, and then said, "Hu Aiqing, there is one thing right now, just ask you to come out......"

Kaven seriously, forgive everyone.

There are only 4,000 words, and I can't change it anymore from more than 10,000 words.