followed Old Man Hu around Zhuangzi for a whole circle, and sat under the big tree at the head of the village and chatted for a while, and the two chickens were ready.

A small chick chicken is tender, and it is a fresh pepper chicken made of Luzhong flavor.

The other is a three-year-old hen, which is a good chicken for stewing chicken soup!

Plus a pot of self-brewed turbid wine in the Zhuangzi, let's eat!

On this Zhuangzi, chewing slowly will only make people worry about whether they have neglected the owner, and the cheeks that gobble up and eat are too late to speak, which is the way to make the big guy smile.

This Zhuangzi not only has the aborigines of Zhuangzi, but also the wives and children of his old generals of the Jia family and Jia Hui's cronies.

Of course, there are hundreds of households, and one Zhuangzi is definitely not enough to live in, and it will definitely cause a lot of conflicts. Therefore, several villages around were bought by the county government, and Jia Hui chose to break up these people and distribute them to various villages. The contradiction between the Turks and the Turks has also been balanced.

Next, it is up to time to smooth out the contradictions.

After being full of wine and food, Jia Hui patted his stomach, refused Old Man Hu's best efforts to keep him, and told them again to take care of the rye he brought, Jia Hui and one person left Zhuangzi with two killed chickens.

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Nameless view in the depths of the Qinling Mountains.

Maybe there used to be a name, but the plaque is missing, and everyone doesn't know what this temple is called, so it's called the nameless temple.

Lao Daopan sat on the futon, looking at the ledger.

Sad!

Originally, Jia Shaozhan could provide some silver, but since he supported himself to death last month, everyone's survival pressure has increased sharply, and they can concentrate on practicing battle formations and practicing martial arts, but now there is almost no surplus food, how can they still have the heart to practice martial arts?

Although there are still some people who are donating money to the East Palace, it is just a drop in the bucket, and the biggest income of the East Palace comes from Jia Shaozhan! Without Jia Shaozhan's silver, his income is directly reduced by half, and the remaining half of the money still needs to be used to build weapons and armor.

Is it true that you really want to make a cameo appearance as a bandit and go down the mountain to grab money and food?

Can't you?

"Alas" Lao Dao put down the account book in his hand and looked at the statue of Lao Jun in front of him with a bitter face.

"Master Sun" A young man wearing a Taoist robe, white and clean, and a little uncomfortable looked, walked in.

"Your Highness, you're here." Lao Dao barely squeezed out a smile.

The young man looked at Lao Dao cautiously: "Master Sun, you, you are looking for me"

"Your Highness, you have to call yourself this palace!"

The old man, who had just looked kind and kind, instantly exploded, and suddenly glared at the young man.

"Ben, Hongu."

"Stand up straight and speak, look at your melon cowardly appearance, you don't look like a prince at all, you don't stand or sit together, you don't sit or sit, you are the child of the first emperor, you and the first emperor are not like it at all, not like!" Lao Dao suddenly stood up like a mad dog, grabbed the young man by the collar and fell to the ground, punching and kicking.

"Master, this palace is wrong, this palace is wrong, don't fight anymore." The boy fell to the ground and curled up in a ball, pleading with Lao Dao

Seeing the young man's appearance, Lao Dao was even more annoyed, looked around angrily, picked up the candlestick and smashed it

Click!

"Ahhh!!hhh

With the sound of a broken bone, the boy couldn't bear the pain anymore, and kept struggling and twisting on the ground holding his broken left arm, kicking Lao Dao in the stomach, kicking him to the ground, and the candlestick in his hand was also thrown to nowhere.

It's not just luck or misfortune, Lao Dao's head fell on the futon, and it didn't cause any damage except for a kick in the abdomen.

"Uh" Lao Dao covered his stomach and moved to the young man's side with difficulty, but he was so frightened that the young man ignored the pain of the broken bone in his left arm, and kicked his legs hard to retreat towards the temple gate.

"Your Highness atonements, Your Highness atonements, the old minister knows that he is wrong." Lao Dao kept muttering some nonsense in his mouth, and crawled towards the boy with his hands and feet, and the young man's mind could no longer support it, and he was so frightened that he cried.

Again, and again, why am I the man's son, why, why!

gave birth to me casually, and then threw me and my mother into the small yard and didn't care, every time I was angry, I came over and tossed my mother full of purple and green and dying, and beat me. Even if they died, they couldn't live in peace, and this group of defeated criminals rushed into the small courtyard to kill their mothers, and locked themselves in dark boxes for several days

Why me!

Am I not the prince of your mouth? Why do you still beat and scold me and often make me hungry for days?

I just want to live my life with my mother.

Then marry a wife and have children, honor your mother, stay away from that beast, and live your own little life in harmony with the family.

Why not.

"Your Highness, you can forgive the old minister, Your Highness!"

After all, the pain in his left arm still affected the boy's movements, and an inadvertent knee veteran grabbed his ankle, and the veteran immediately saved the boy's leg and cried bitterly.

Again

The young man could only rest his head on the threshold and look at the kind old gentleman with a painful face.

The boy has long understood that this group of people who have a grudge against him to kill his mother are a group of crazy losers who are immersed in their own world and want to do something about restoration with eggs and stones!

Losers are not scary, what is scary is that they are still crazy!

They will do anything to make their ideas come true!

"This palace has forgiven you, Master Sun, this palace has forgiven you, please let it go." The boy almost pleaded.

With all his lives in the hands of these crazy people, what else can he do?

Who's going to save me!

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As for the development of Xianbeilia with rye, the emperor felt that there was a problem, but the emperor felt that it was not necessary.

Nu'er Gandusi is already bitter and cold enough, and this has to go north, so there's no need for this, right? Don't really want to give the exiles a way to live?

However, the attitude of the two saints towards one more kind of food is the same, ecstatic!

I was especially happy to hear that this grain could be grown in high mountains and cold places.

If this is planted in Qinghai, the grain pressure in the northwest can be greatly eased, after all, rye is much more productive than barley.

Moreover, it can also greatly increase the number of garrisons stationed on the plateau, and truly bring the plateau under the rule of the Great Qi

But that's a few years later, and the most important thing is to breed first.

At least let's see how much the yield per mu is

The group of Rakshasas are also escorting to the Shendu, and the latest report says that they have entered the customs, and they will be able to reach the Shendu in more than half a month.

It is still the Metropolitan Governor's Mansion of the Left Army.

The lieutenant sat behind the court case, dealing with the paperwork.

An application for additional artillery from the Southwest.

The war in the southwest went very smoothly, and the army successfully surrounded the Donghu Wang Mang Yingda before he left Lashio City, and successfully repelled several breakouts of the Donghu army, and also severely damaged their ace elephant troops, and the artillery fire almost completely wiped out the war elephants

The following document is the document for Yun Yu to ask the imperial court what to do next.

Is it to end the war by doing the king of this generation of Donghu, or to destroy Donghu in one go.

In the past, Yun Yu naturally wouldn't ask, and directly smashed Huanglong to defeat Donghu.

But after all, it's time for someone to change the story.

Well, I'll go to the palace and ask later.

"General, new discovery!"

Hu Jiu ran over with an excited face and leaned into Jia Hui's ear.

"General, I have found traces of the remnants of the East Palace!"

"Huh? How was it discovered? ”

With joy in his heart, Jia Hui asked.

So the brothers went up to the hill to cut wood in the guise of woodcutters, and then found a group of men hunting together, in all sorts of combinations very similar to those in the army, but without military uniforms.

Later, when I went to the Lantian camp to inquire, I found that there were indeed no troops who went out to hunt and sacrifice teeth. Xiuyi also came to report, saying that the garrisons from all over the country did not enter the Qinling Mountains.

The most important thing is that when the brother who was pretending to be a woodcutter was selling firewood at the market at the foot of the mountain, he happened to see the leader of the hunting team selling furs on the street. ”

Hu Jiuzheng said, taking out a scroll from his arms.

Jia Hui untied the tether and slowly opened the scroll.

Hiss. This mouth is a little familiar.

It seems to be. Like

The East Palace Zuo Si Yu led the command to make Wei Ci!

When he was a child, Jia Hui and his friends saw him when they went to the East Palace to play, and he also gave himself candy from Sugar Fuji!

Especially this open-mouthed, it was an assassination of the prince, and Wei Ci sacrificed his life to block the knife and was cut like this!

Back then, I heard that when the corpse of the six-rate officer was counted, his body was not found, and the remnants of the Zuo Si Yu asked anyone that they were broken by a direct hit by a cannon, and there were too many people to liquidate at that time, and there were not many people to look for, after all, he Wei Ci was just a small commander in charge of a thousand people

Damn, it's really a remnant of the East Palace!

Goodbye to the old man, Jia Hui was full of emotion for a while.

"Continue to follow up, just follow that market. But it's still the same sentence, don't startle the snake! ”

"Yes!"

Hu Jiu received the order and trotted out of the festival hall.

"Hey, finally, finally got you. The remnants of the East Palace"

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West Garden, Yeonko-in.

The emperor dragged Jia Hui here.

The impact of both things is too great, and the emperor himself can't make up his mind, especially the matter of the East Palace, and if he is not careful, it is easy to provoke the emperor or get angry

It's better to tell the emperor completely.

A burst of music full of Western style came from the Yanguang Courtyard, which was also mixed with the laughter of some old men and the coquettish panting of the girls, which embarrassed the emperor Jia Hui and the two who stood at the gate of Yanguang Courtyard and looked at Dai Quan.

"The emperor, the captain, the minister has already informed the emperor, and the emperor has told him to let the old man listen to this song."

There's no way, you can't break in to see the 60-year-old comrades wandering and have an unobstructed meeting with a group of little girls without clothes

The emperor and the captain are both decent people!

"Ahem, then I'll be waiting outside with Captain Jia."

The Emperor quickly adjusted his expression to show understanding.

Dai Quan also breathed a sigh of relief, he was really worried that the emperor would break in regardless of it

Hurriedly asked the little eunuch next to him to move two chairs for the emperor and the captain to sit, Dai Quan confessed to the two, and then reopened a crack in the door and quickly entered the Yanguang Courtyard.

Good milk whites.

The Emperor and the Captain glanced at each other and smiled at each other.

As a high-pitched female voice stopped with Hu Le, the emperor and the eunuch stood up together and tidied up their clothes.

Soon, Dai Quan came out of the crack in the door again.

"Emperor, Captain, the Emperor is invited!"

Dai Quan said to the two of them very respectfully.

The two of them didn't have anything else to say, they stood up with the armrest of the chair and followed Dai Quan into Yanguang Temple.

As soon as I entered, I saw a group of blue-eyed, green-eyed, brown-eyed, yellow-eyed, and black-eyed girls dressed quietly in a white single-layer white gauze robe, and four girls with black, blonde, red, and flaxen hair who were still on the couch that the emperor had moved to the courtyard.

The one with all kinds of hair must be orchids, and the one with black hair and black eyes doesn't seem to be a Han girl.

After all, they had endured the emperor's rain and dew, and several girls did not show their timidity in front of the emperor and the princess, and made a generous salute to the two people who walked into the courtyard, and lined up to follow the little eunuch out of the courtyard.

The emperor was not so particular, but put on a pair of shorts, a crane, and his chest covered with rich chest hair collapsed on the bed, holding a wine jug and drinking in small sips

"The sons and daughters meet their father."

"Ministers meet the emperor"

"Okay, if you have something to say, let it go."

"Yes!"

Sitting on the low pier prepared by Dai Quan, the two monarchs and ministers spoke to the emperor.

"Father, I came here today for two things. First things first, Captain? ”

This matter is military, let the lieutenant say it is best.

"Yes. Qi played the emperor, the southwest Yun Gong sent a war report, Yun Gong had already surrounded the king of Donghu Mang Yingda in Lashio, and asked whether we should destroy Donghu in one go, or only kill Mang Yingda to deter the central and southern countries? ”

Jia Hui roughly told the emperor about the affairs of the southwest.

The Emperor thought for a moment, and as if he had thought of something, he turned his head to look at the Emperor.

"What do you mean, Emperor?"

"Father, emperor, and son, can't make up their minds."

"If you can't make up your mind, you have an idea, say!"

"Here's what you do!" The emperor just wanted to shirk it and let the emperor take the idea to carry the pot, but when the emperor picked up the plate containing the fruit and looked at him with an unkind face, he followed his inner choice

"Father, the son-in-law thinks that Mang Yingda must die, but it will be a bit too much to destroy Donghu, so it won't be like this." The emperor cautiously looked at the emperor lying on the couch, and the two trembled, almost wanting to go first.

Father, don't blame me for calculating

"Kill!" The emperor suddenly threw it away, stared at the emperor with red eyes, bounced up from the couch as if he was possessed by the king of Daxi across time and space, and jumped to the emperor who was about to run away with his right foot, and a long leg full of leg hair kicked forward and kicked the emperor to the ground.

"Kill, kill, kill! Kill! ”

I've been waiting for a long time, this should have been an update from last night, and I'm still writing today...

(End of chapter)