Thousands of miles of waves are like mirrors, and thousands of miles of remnant sun are like blood.

The large boulder was repaired, and on the plank road deep into the sea, most of the capital of Nanzhan Zhou guarded Wang Li, and waited silently with a group of people.

They were waiting for the Emperor to arrive here, and they looked at the sea in the distance, where the Emperor's fleet was already sailing over.

As for this harbor city, it used to be called a big mountain, but now, it has been renamed Lizhou.

That's right, because Wang Li won the battle against those who wore eyeliner and eyeshadow, so it was named after him.

There are too many such things, because Great Qin has obtained too much land in the world, and even choosing a name has become a trouble.

At Li Yunze's suggestion, Zu Long naturally agreed to this method.

For example, in the Western Regions, there are Duanzhou, Hezhou, Lizhou, and Xinzhou.

On the westbound road, there are Mengzhou, Tianzhou, Zhangzhou, Handanzhou, Xinzhou, Shengzhou and so on.

Even on the side of Tianzhu in the south, there are new place names such as Neizhou, Tengzhou, Tangzhou and so on.

The sky was getting darker and darker, and the lighthouse not far away, which was more than 30 zhang high, was already lit with a raging fire, but the crowd on the trestle did not have the slightest anxiety.

Finally, a clipper boat was the first to approach the pier.

A large number of palace guards poured onto the trestle, first saluting everyone wearing official uniforms and wearing hats with two red streamers hanging from both ends, and then quickly controlled the entire trestle.

Several more clippers came up to the pier one after another, and groups of palace guards poured up and went deep into the harbor to expel all irrelevant people.

Both dark-skinned locals and Greek colonists with heavy eyeshadow were driven out.

These young palace guards from Middle-earth have long since lost their initial surprise, after all, they have seen all kinds of people along the way.

Black, white, yellow, long, short, rolled, clothed, unclothed, or simply nothing at all, etc.

Traveling thousands of miles to the west, it is really a long time to see.

As Zu Long got older, his mind became heavier and heavier.

After experiencing Jing Ke's assassination of the King of Qin, Zu Long would wear the armor that Li Yunze gave him on his body wherever he went.

The clearance before the landing is just a routine matter.

There were even a lot of parts and components from a clipper ship, and the simple carriage was assembled on the trestle.

Finally, the big boat that Zulong was riding gradually leaned towards the trestle.

The cable was thrown down, and a group of palace guards dragged it and tied it to the huge stone pier.

Originally, this kind of thing should have been done by those dark-skinned locals, but whoever let them be driven away, they can't let the king leave them, right?

"Welcome to Your Majesty, Your Majesty for ten thousand years, ten thousand years, ten thousand years~~~"

When the ancestral dragon wearing a black and red dragon robe appeared on the deck, Wang Li immediately led everyone to salute.

In other words, since he left Xianyang City to participate in the Western Expedition, Wang Li has not returned home for many years, and even the daughter-in-law who is married to the family is directly sent from Xianyang City, and even the memory of Xianyang City is a little blurred.

"Get up."

The voice of the ancestral dragon was as majestic as ever.

Everyone got up, and then they looked at the emperor.

At first glance, the emperor's face was wrinkled and gray.

Wang Weizhong sighed that when he left Xianyang City, the emperor was in the prime of life, and it was the most majestic time, but now

If you want to say how much you are in awe of the emperor, it really doesn't seem to be so respectful.

The reason is very simple, thousands of miles away.

Fighting abroad all the year round, each holding the military and political power of one side, how many people's life and death are in the palm of their hands, and one by one they have become masters, and the fear of the emperor has long been suppressed to the lowest level.

In fact, if it weren't for the steady stream of immigrants from all over the world, and if it weren't for the distant relationship between the railway lines, it would have been all over the place.

After all, if there is no railway line, you will be the king and hegemon thousands of miles away, what can you do to me?

Can you really send out an army of 100,000 and run 10,000 or 20,000 miles to fight me?

It was because of the railroad that the ambitions of the civil and military forces in various places were suppressed, because they knew the power of the railway, and knew that once something happened, the imperial court would be able to mobilize a large army for half a year to a year at most.

Just like the year before last, Meng Tian, the commander of the Western Expedition, was transferred to Tianzhu to do the metropolitan protection, because the output and technical strength were concentrated in the construction of the westward railway, which led to Tianzhu not being repaired at all, and the control was greatly reduced.

Meng Yi is a good man as a civil official, but his ability to be a military general is really difficult to praise.

Zu Long had no choice but to transfer Meng Yi back to Xianyang City and arrange for Meng Tian to calm the chaos in Tianzhu.

As for the Western Expedition here, it was led by the prince Fu Su Yao.

has been a student of Li Yunze for many years, even if the teacher is perfunctory, he is like an ancestral dragon who has entered the treasure mountain, and he can still dig up a lot of treasure knowledge.

For example, the matter of making a prince should be judged is naturally learned.

Moreover, Fusu did not learn any Confucian doctrine, but also studied with Taifu, and his ability was trustworthy.

Regarding Wang Li's superficial respect, Zu Long didn't have any superfluous thoughts in his heart, he had seen too much along the way.

To put it simply, the closer you are to Xianyang, the more respectful the place will be.

And the farther away you are, the worse this performance becomes.

Wang Li is the heir of the Wang family, but he can go tens of thousands of miles away to fight, and he has no fear of the emperor in his heart.

Going to the battlefield all the year round, wandering between life and death, who will you fear if you are used to seeing people who live and die?

Zu Long didn't say anything, got into the carriage and rushed to the city under the escort of the palace guards.

At this time, many of the ministers who followed got off the ship one after another.

Wang Li saw Li Yunze, and his gaze was suddenly different from before.

This is a common sight, and even the expansion and reconstruction of this harbor has been completed by him.

The most important thing is that Wang Li has witnessed the strength of this person with his own eyes!

Zu Long came to the city and stayed in the palace prepared for him.

His palace was not the royal palace of the previous pharaohs, but lived directly in the temple.

Zu Long was a proud man, and he had never been to the palaces along the way.

The widow is the emperor, how can he live in any palace and surrender his identity.

Moreover, many places that claim to be royal palaces are actually inferior to the noble families in Xianyang City.

He basically lived in the car all the way, and occasionally got out of the car and stayed overnight in places like temples.

In this era, Europa worshiped the gods very much, and the large and small national city-states and tribes, no matter how big or small, basically spared no effort in worshipping the gods, so the construction of the temple was still very good.

The renovated temple became the emperor's temporary residence.

Lying in the marble-paved bath, watching the bronze beast head on the opposite side keep spitting warm water from its mouth, Zu Long's gaze was a little distracted.

He wasn't thinking about what kind of beast the unknown beast head on the other side was.

Nor is it a matter of considering what a crucial moment the conquest of Europa has reached.

At this time, the only thought in Zu Long's heart was how to get the method of immortality from Taifu.

Although Li Yunze has always denied it, Zu Long didn't believe it no matter what, seeing his face that had remained unchanged for decades.

Between the shifts of thoughts, there is even a slight tendency to want to fall asleep in the past.

"Your Majesty?"

Zhao Gao, who was also already showing his old state, cautiously walked to his side and called softly.

Zu Long's eyelids didn't lift, "Huh? ”

"It's time to take the elixir."

"Hmm."

Zu Long's taking of immortal medicine has always been hiding and hiding and not daring to let Taifu know.

Because Li Yunze once clearly told him that relying on medicine to seek longevity will not end well.

However, Zu Long executed well at the beginning, but as he grew older, out of fear of death and attachment to the authority of the vast territory, he really couldn't help but want to try anything.

It is natural to pray to God and worship Buddha and immortals, and even when I traveled west, even those immortals who had never heard of them worshipped.

Li Yunze's self-cultivation is naturally there, but the world is so big, and the daily work is so busy, Zu Long really can't cultivate.

Although there is a light paper to replace the heavy bamboo slips, the weight of the various pieces of writing that Zulong passes every day has not been reduced too much.

The reason is very simple, Great Qin is much larger than in history, especially after the Western Expedition to obtain a huge territory, all kinds of things and various problems can be called countless.

And Zu Long is a diligent, or rather keen on monopolizing power, he wants to know everything by himself and control it himself, so it has become a habit to stay up late every night to work.

His temper hasn't changed much, and he's still angry.

Self-cultivation? It can only be said with mouths.

The only thing that really does what Li Yunze taught is food supplements.

Reasonable diet, light oil and less salt, is the only thing he can do.

As for controlling the things in the room, Zu Long was busy all day long, thinking about the world's major events, where would there be any status of Yingying Yanyan.

Although there are countless beauties from all over the world in the palace, Kuryū really owes the opportunity to take a look.

He is a man who does great things, and he is not a sissy sand sculpture in the female frequency.

Holding the world in his hands, any beauty can give what he wants, would he die for a crossing woman?

Why?

Big or tight?

Or how many poems can you memorize?

Almost all the methods that can be used have been used, but Zulong has never seen results.

In the end, he could only put his hope on the elixir.

Fortunately, he learned mathematics, physics and chemistry and knew that heavy metals could not be eaten, so those ways of refining the elixir containing heavy metals such as mercury were buried by Zu Long.

What he eats now is all the elixirs refined from the Tianshan Snow Lotus, the hundred-year-old mountain ginseng, the thousand-year-old Tai Sui, and the brain oil of the giant kun in the sea.

Even, some of the prescriptions were arranged by himself.

Zu Long's idea was simple, he wanted to absorb the essence of these animals and plants with long lives to continue his life.

Zhao Gao took the elixir and served Zu Long to take it.

But there was a report from the eunuch outside, "Taifu asks to see ~~~"

'Ahem cough cough ~~~'

The ancestral dragon who had just swallowed the elixir was almost choked!

(End of chapter)