Many people don't have the essence of being an official and serving the people at all, and it is impossible for Ziyu and Libai to let that kind of person be a county magistrate or prefect as soon as they come.

The head of the fake Northern Emperor was sent to Luokou City by a small team of fast horses, and gongs were sounded everywhere they passed.

"The Northern Thief Emperor Xiao Yuanliang has a head, come here!"

The people who had received the faith waited early for the horse to pass by, and were glad to see the head of the man who was in front of the horse.

After all, not everyone can go to Yundu to see and behead.

…

Luokou City, Jiang Zifeng and Gao Feng read the official document signed by the emperor and the national teacher at the same time, and slapped the table and applauded loudly.

"On the sixth day of the first month, you can leave this matter to us with confidence, you can wait here!

I've wanted to Xiao Yuanliang for a long time, you don't know how embarrassed he is now, but I didn't expect to make a golden cicada out of his shell.

Now look at where he is going, he has to be caught and cut him with 3,600 knives, and he must become an adult. ”

Jiang Zifeng thought that in the future, when the soldiers ate every day, they would put Xiao Yuanliang, who had become a human, in the center.

Let everyone take him as a meal, and let people always remember the heinous crimes committed by Xiao Yuanliang.

"Brother Jiang, are you getting more and more talented, or are you happy on the border.

If we can directly fight Xiao Yuanliang, we won't have that good luck, I'm really envious! ”

The sixth junior high touched the armor on Jiang Zifeng's body, and he was very greedy, like a child who couldn't get his favorite toy.

"On the sixth day of junior high school, who doesn't envy you for being able to follow the emperor and the national teacher, we don't have that qualification if we want to.

Let's talk about the wonders of Yundu, the emperor and the national teacher must be showing their strength again! ”

Several people touted each other, and they also envied each other from the bottom of their hearts, so they could only say that they had their own merits!

As soon as he heard that he was going to talk about the wonders of Yundu, he talked endlessly, and his smug expression seemed as if he had done everything.

"You don't know that every month on the first day of the palace there is an open day, and ordinary people can make an appointment to visit the palace in advance.

Moreover, you can also bid for items used by the emperor or national teachers, not to mention small embroideries and second-hand clothes from the grandmothers in the palace.

Some merchants are specifically eyeing this piece, taking it out and selling it at a high price, and the people who buy it are about to go crazy. ”

When he thought of him resting, he also sold the old clothes he didn't wear, and he could sell them for five taels of silver.

Although there was not much silver, it made him very happy, and his old clothes were made into soles of shoes.

"No, brother, how can the emperor still have this trick.

Let me figure it out, it's going too fast to react. Gao Feng scratched his chin and asked.

"Isn't the emperor afraid that someone will buy clothes in the palace and impersonate his identity to do bad things?

For example, if something happens to the guard's uniform, wouldn't it ruin the reputation of the emperor and the national teacher! ”

"Hey, what's there to worry about, the more old clothes are revealed, the more people will understand that they are second-hand clothes, and they can be bought with silver.

In that way, you will not be deceived by people with ulterior motives, and you will understand if you pay attention.

Our clothes are distributed according to the season, and there are slight differences in the clothes of each season. "The seventh day of the first year is proud.

If it was really possible for people to pretend casually, the emperor would not let them sell their old clothes.

Besides, many clothes are torn and faded before they are sold.

Whoever is willing to give up seventy or eighty percent of the new clothes will not want it, they are all from hard times, and it is impossible to be extravagant and wasteful.

Besides, the emperor and the national teacher both uphold frugality, so what reason do they have to waste.

On the sixth and seventh days of the first month, you said a word to me, talking about the fake Beidi parade in the streets, and the people kowtowing to thank the emperor and the national teacher.

Several people were deeply emotional, and they were glad for their firmness at the beginning, otherwise how could they have a prosperous life as a common man.

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Jiang Zifeng took the sixth junior high to Huaide Mansion, and when he saw the Huaide Mansion Mansion that was leaking on all sides in the cold wind, neither of them dared to go to the room.

For fear that they would accidentally collapse the house and scare Xiao Yuanliang away, where would they arrest someone.

In order to let Xiao Yuanliang take a few more breaths, the two only hung their heads on the knocker of the mansion and left.

Of course, it is to go back and prepare for battle, no matter how defeated Xiao Yuanliang is, he still can't take it lightly.

Underestimating the enemy is a taboo for leading troops to fight, and the emperor and the national teacher often remind them.

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Three days later, the snow drifted.

In the weather where the dripping water turned into ice, on the border of Huaide Mansion, where thousands of people disappeared, a group of white-clothed clothes that blended with the snow slid by.

The Huaide Mansion, which was half crushed by the snow, was blown into the main hall that was still standing with the cold wind carrying the large snow flakes of catkins.

Xiao Yuanliang, who could only use tables, chairs and benches for warmth, was boiling in a broken hanging pot, and most of the pot of meat was tumbling.

Behind him was a horse that was half cut off, and even the bones were slowly chewed in the hands of hungry men.

"Whew... Cha! ”

Xiao Yuanliang of the Yin Owl had a beard on his face, silently sharpening the notched sword on the stone in front of him.

The subordinates in the broken house stared at the meat in the hanging pot with a bone, and their throats couldn't stop rolling.

Hungry and greedy, I can't wait to swallow the hanging pot.

"Eat, give Lao Tzu a big bite to eat, and after eating this meal, I will kill enough books." Gao Yuan, who had only one arm left, stared at everyone with hatred.

"Kill into the cloud capital, take the head of the emperor of the Great Xia Kingdom to sacrifice the flag, and avenge the blood hatred of thousands of compatriots.

Uh......"

Gao Yuan, who had not finished speaking, fell straight to the ground holding his throat, his eyes staring out in horror.

A big mouth opened and closed, but not a single syllable could be uttered, and the people in the room rushed to the weapons in the corner.

"Huh... Shout... Shout! ”

Rows of arrows rained down on the people in the house without saying hello, and an arrow rushing towards the fire instantly emitted a puff of smoke.

"Oh no, there's smoke!"

Xiao Yuanliang only had time to remind him, then he staggered and leaned against the corner of the wall without strength, and he opened his heavy eyelids unwillingly.

Looking at the figure that was getting closer and closer, the figure was blurred, and the head was slashed away, and I couldn't even feel the pain.

This also made Xiao Yuanliang understand that people don't feel pain before they die.

From beginning to end, Xiao Yuanliang didn't even see what the other party looked like, so he disappeared from this world forever.

I don't know who the emperor and the national teacher of the Great Xia Kingdom are, and I wouldn't have thought that the Great Xia Emperor was a woman.

Xiao Yuanliang, the Northern Emperor, who was famous for his brutality, withdrew from the stage of history forever and died nameless on this barren border.

Xiao Yuanliang's department, which was completely annihilated, burned down in this dilapidated mansion together with the head of the false emperor.

Jiang Zifeng, the sixth of the first month, the seventh day of the first month, the tenth day of the first month, the thirteenth day of the first month, Gao Feng and others, all showed a relieved smile when they looked at the fire with added materials.

The Beimang tribe is like a heavy stone pressing on their hearts, and if they are not destroyed for a day, they will not be at peace for a day.