Liu Xiuyong grabbed his arm and helped the person up, and then said with a smile: "With you, these seven states will never be poor, and the treasury only needs you, which is an inexhaustible source of gold, silver and jewelry in the world."

The breeze outside the house blew the corner of the curtain, and the drumming caused the dim light to shine into the room, and also illuminated the man's ground.

This man has three hideous scars on his face, but his clean and fair complexion still reveals the pampered appearance of the past.

This person is the former leader of the money gang on South Street in Waijiucheng.

Golden abacus.

The golden abacus bowed respectfully and said, "The little one will definitely do his best to earn gold and silver for His Highness, so as to help His Highness recruit troops and horses and achieve the emperor's business!"

Liu Xiuyong turned his head and smiled at the vast pond, his white fingers kneading and grasping a handful of fish food, and then suddenly let go.

The next moment, he suddenly turned the bowl upside down and threw it towards the pond, and the pear-like fish food fell into the pond in the rainstorm, causing countless ripples and attracting countless carp to compete for food.

He smiled sideways and said.

"It's just seven states, and what this king wants to buy is the world."

The furnishings of the inner sanctum resemble a Taoist temple.

Emperor Jingcheng walked barefoot in the hall slowly, and the jade floor under his feet was as warm as mutton fat, making the soles of his feet on his head feel like stepping on the clouds.

He stepped into a delicately colored map, and immediately put one hand behind his waist and gently rubbed the green whisker on his chin with the other.

"The overall situation of Shang Shutai has been decided." Empress Jiao held the thin wisps of floating veil, poured tea in a teapot with her bare hands, and stared at the slanted tea with her soft eyes, "Although they are all children of the poor family, most of them are capable people that Your Majesty has recorded in the book over the years, and now everything is in Your Majesty's hands. Your Majesty has endured for half a lifetime, and finally returned to Zhongtian, which is gratifying."

"King Yu Wenzhi of Jin is good, he is a material that can be made." Emperor Jingcheng glanced at the neatly placed folds on the bookcase, "The regulations on the handling of domestic affairs are clear, meticulous, and worthy of it. It is worthy of being taught by Pang Boyi, hehe. I can't teach it."

"Your Majesty's skills can no one learn." Empress Jiao glanced at Emperor Jingcheng with a smile in her eyes, "Your Majesty is the king of saints, and the kung fu of doing nothing is a godsend, and it is a great blessing for ordinary people to be able to learn a point."

"I have only learned this kung fu for half a lifetime, and I have not learned anything well, so there is no need to teach others." Emperor Jingcheng stepped on the center of the map, which was the location of Chongdu, "The forbidden army in the west of the city is now properly trained, and the conscription order is a good way, Pang Boyi, Pang Boyi, I regret it now, this person should not be killed, if he is used for ten years, the weather in Kyushu can be greatly changed and prosperous."

"The King of Qin is now in charge of the army, and he is diligent day and night. When the concubine heard this......" Empress Jiao lowered her voice, "The generals in the army now respect him, and the military style is not the same as the image of the past."

"What else is your son doing? Xiuliang has put his heart into it, and what should be his is his." Emperor Jingcheng stepped on the location of the military camp on the outskirts of the map, "The armor soldier is properly drilled, and the blade is in full bloom, so it should be taken out and shined."

"Your Majesty's will." Empress Jiao had a heart, "Full of Red Pass."

"This plug is not only my heart disease, but also the heart disease of the previous emperors." Emperor Jingcheng stood in the position of Chongdu and looked to the north of the map, "The military power has been controlled by the Zhen clan for many years, and the Jiashi even compared the line of King Zhen to the same as me, and the rules of who is the master and who is the servant are all messed up, and I have to take it back."

"A few days ago, the harem chatted and said that there was another war in the Red Pass. The outer vassals have entered the desert, and they say that there are millions of masters." Empress Jiao said lightly, and the tea was brewed just right, "Your Majesty, use tea."

"The Canaians, the teacher of millions." Emperor Jingcheng took the tea handed over and didn't drink it, he stared at the Manhong Pass on the map, "If there are really a million, there are indeed fewer defenders at this pass, the pass cannot be broken, and the troops must be increased."

Empress Jiao's white fingertips pressed against her chin, and she pondered and said, "But now there is no general to guard the Red Pass, and the armor soldiers in the north are now leaderless, and the increase in troops still needs to be considered in the long run."

"The only one who can take on this great task is Jiao Hongxue." Emperor Jingcheng shook his head slightly, "The Western Realm is his territory, and he can't do it without him. The Red Pass still needs to choose someone else."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Queen Jiao, and his eyes showed curiosity and temptation.

Empress Jiao's words changed sharply and said, "There are also foreign criminals, if they want to fight, they will also start the army, Your Majesty can wait and see the reality and strike later."

Emperor Jingcheng drank the tea with a chuckle and said, "If I feel sorry for my son, I will say bluntly, if Xiuliang wants to be powerful in the army, he can't do it without military exploits."

Empress Jiao cast a complaining glance at him, Emperor Jingcheng dodged sideways, and Gu Zi held the teacup and looked at Yanzhou in the map.

Empress Jiao followed his line of sight, and then said sadly, "This big water ......."

"The flood has trapped a poor man." Emperor Jingcheng stared at him in a daze, and spoke in a daze, "The Chen family has been honest and noble since ancient times, and he is a talent who stands out among the children of the Chen family in this generation."

"Your Majesty, if he were not there, Yanzhou would be chaotic, and now that he is there, Yanzhou will definitely be." Empress Jiao said comfortingly, "When the port is built and the waters of Kyushu are opened, the treasury will soon be full."

"yes, when did I become so reluctant?" Emperor Jingcheng smiled wistfully, "Then let him toss."

"You can be anxious about governing the country, but your majesty should not be in a hurry." Empress Jiao smiled, raised her sleeves, and said, "Your Majesty, concubine, please sit down."

"You're used to self-cultivation, I can't compare." Emperor Jingcheng was helped to sit down, and held Empress Jiao's hand behind his back, "Over the years, you've worked hard."

His tone was very soft, and Empress Jiao looked at him, and saw the appearance of her former worship from that softness. The fairy wind bones many years ago, only this deep softness now belongs to her, and the woman who once had this gentleness has died.

Now he has only himself by his side.

Her expression showed the shyness of her daughter's family, but her words were still reserved.

She said, "Being able to do your part for Your Majesty is a blessing that the concubines have cultivated for three lives."

"I spent half my life with you, and you gave me a son. I owe you, I remember." Emperor Jingcheng's face was indifferent, and he pointed to his heart, "Remember here."

He squeezed Empress Jiao's hand, and then slowly let go.

Empress Jiao sat on the side in a regular manner, gently hanging Emperor Jingcheng's legs, and said, "The concubine and His Majesty have been blessed for half their lives, and the concubine has never regretted it. It's just that the concubine thought to herself, Your Majesty should also make a decision."

"Hmm......" Emperor Jingcheng nodded and hummed in a nasal voice, and then said, "Let's see that the war in Biansai is certain, I am announcing it."

Queen Jiao didn't urge or make trouble, but just smiled and bowed slightly.

The two of them sat like this for a long time, one drinking tea, and the other kneading and beating his legs.

I don't know how long it took, it seemed like a lifetime, and it seemed like an instant.

Two bodies lay back to back in the skins of animals in the sand.

The fishy smell of the hides still lingered on the wild smell, neither of them snoring, and the steady breathing made the surroundings silent.

"Hey." Burigood opened his eyes and looked at the hazy light of the fire that swayed through the gauze of the tent, "Have you slept?"

"I have a name." Jiaohe closed his eyes and said coldly, "Don't call for hey."

"Crossing the river." "Did you sleep?"

"Guess." Jiaohe's tone was still cold, "I'm answering."

"It's just that I didn't sleep." Břigood turned his head slightly, then turned back and asked, "Are you married?"

"If you can't sleep, think about how to convince those outsiders...... Desert people." Jiaohe shifted his body, "Don't ask me about private matters."

Prigood stared at the light of the translucent tent and said, "I'm just curious, do you have a beloved girl?"

Jiao He simply said, "No."

"I don't think so." Břigood laughed, and he turned his head again, "Drinking in the tent today, the hot women are all looking at you, but you don't pay any attention."

Jiaohe opened his eyes, his tone was a little colder, and he said, "We're here to do business."

"It's also right to marry a woman and have children." Břigood retorted, "If you don't get married, you don't get down to business."

Jiaohe sat up suddenly, and he looked sideways and said, "There is a war going on outside."

When Burigood saw him sit up, he did too

Then he sat up and said, "Marry a woman and have children, and do not delay the war."

Jiao He stared at him with staring eyes, and said in a cold voice, "Do you foreigners only know how to marry women and have children?"

Brzygood said solemnly, "If you have a woman slave, you can give birth to her."

Jiaohe's face approached, and he asked with a glaring eye, "We pay attention to the fact that the media is marrying."

Břigood obediently said, "We will have children as long as we are women." Z.br>

Jiaohe sneered and scolded: "Livestock."

Pointing to himself, he said, "What I say is true, my father is the one who was born of a slave."

Jiao He's face froze, he paused for a while, and said, "So what exactly do you want to say?"

Břigood was also a little closer, but his face was full of curiosity.

He asked seriously, "Do you like men?"

Jiaohe felt a little annoyed when he heard this, and he said coldly, "Yes, why, you also like men?"

Burigood stared at him carefully, then nodded and said.

"Yes."

Looking closely at the face that came closer, Břigood's wild temperament was indeed rare in the world.

His chin is very pointed, his face is handsome, his thick eyebrows and big eyes are unique to a desert man, his eye sockets are very deep, the bridge of his nose is straight, his eyes are bright like an eagle, and his body is tall and strong.

But it was so close that Jiaohe could almost smell the other party's slightly heavy breathing.

The thin fabric could not hide the scorching body temperature, and it was like a hot fire, burning more and more in the cold desert night, and the desire hidden in the hearts of the two fellow patients was purged.

"You ......" Jiao He swallowed silently, and continued quietly, "I'm talking about ...... once."

"I said." Břígood hummed the word in a nasal voice, "Yes."

He was still getting closer as he spoke, and the two looked at each other with eagle-like eyes, and what Jiaohe saw at this moment was the vague appearance of Burigood.

Being rounded up by jackals, tigers and leopards in the desert is a common thing that every Manhongguan scout experienced, which also made every scout who has been deep in the desert all year round have developed a sense of being extremely sensitive to the approaching danger.

Now a jackal is approaching.

He tensed as he watched Burigood approach, his face straight in front of him, the smell of the desert on his lips accompanied by the smell of the desert's liquor, and one more point closer, and he would break the prohibition that he had not touched for many years.