A national war, two countries rejoice.

No one could have imagined such an outcome.

It's just that the protagonist of Beiyuan was replaced by Xue Ming, he got up early in the morning that day, or almost didn't sleep, and got up as soon as the sky was bright.

Today is his big day.

The hundred officials who were confined in the palace were also very happy, no matter what, at least the dust settled today, and they could finally go back to wash and sleep well, and the concubines in the family were probably looking through the autumn water.

The people of the entire Immortal City are also very happy, the new emperor is on the throne, and there are always rewards and forgiveness, not to mention that it is decided early, and there is less worry.

As for the man who once sat on the throne for twenty or thirty years, although he was also very good to the people, he was dead, and people always had to look forward!

In King Yong's Mansion, Xue Yong took off his sackcloth and filial piety clothes, put on formal prince clothes, and before leaving, he opened the secret room of the study alone.

Looking at the light like a bean in the secret room, he said slowly: "I'm ready to go." ”

In the blurred light, a voice slowly sounded, "I didn't know what to say for a while. ”

Xue Yong smiled, "Then don't say it, just wait." ”

The voice laughed too, but it sounded a little forced, "Okay." ”

Exiting the secret room, Xue Yong glanced up at the sky, for the first time in so many days, he went out.

Beiyuan's enthronement has always been very simple, go to the ancestral temple to pray, sit on the chair in the Hall of Eternal Life, and drink to make the ministers shout long live.

After all, the tradition of the king of the strong soldiers is deeply rooted.

But now it's different, with the previous Heavenly Court Edict and the Yuan Emperor Sacrifice Heaven that followed, there will inevitably be one more procedure for this accession to the throne.

When the officials who were sent by Xue Ming to worship their ancestors in the ancestral temple returned, Xue Ming, who was dressed in a traditional black imperial robe made in a hurry, led the royal family and hundreds of civil and military officials to the altar in the Immortal City.

He tried his best to keep his steps calm, and more composed, but he always involuntarily lightened.

The spring breeze is proud, and the footsteps are fast.

In the harem, Concubine Ming took a few personal palace maids to move forward very briskly, and the destination of the advance was the Yi'an Palace where the eldest prince's mother, Concubine De, lived.

Outside the palace gate, a palace maid who was a close confidant of Concubine De stretched out her hand to block Concubine Ming's way, "Concubine Ming, my mother is still resting, please come back another day." ”

"Get out of the way. Concubine Ming said lightly.

The palace maid's hand was still stretched straight, without the slightest flinch, "Please come back another day." ”

Concubine Ming snorted coldly, her right hand was raised suddenly, and a calm voice came from the palace, "Let her in." ”

The palace maid immediately put her hand down, but Concubine Ming didn't let it go, and a loud slap instantly staggered the palace maid, and the trace of blood oozing from the corner of her mouth was shocking.

Concubine Ming didn't even look at it, and walked away.

Behind Concubine Ming, several palace maids smiled contemptuously at the palace maid.

On the wall on one side of the palace, there is a portrait that looks like the Taoist priest riding a bull.

Incense was quietly burning on the incense table in front of the portrait, and green smoke curled up.

One wears

The woman in the Taoist robe sat dignified and calm on a futon under the incense table.

Concubine Ming chuckled, "I didn't expect my sister to be really pious, and she can sit so peacefully at this time." ”

The woman in the robe is naturally the biological mother of the eldest prince, Concubine De, and she is also the candidate for Xue Lu to rule the harem before he set out on the expedition.

She didn't look back, her head hung slightly, and she said lightly: "Something?"

Concubine Ming looked left and right, and the palace maids in Concubine De's palace all inherited Concubine De's consistent rules and silently did what they were doing, which made Concubine Ming, who came to find trouble, feel a little bored, and it was fun to have more people loyal to protect the lord.

Smelling the incense in the air, she fanned her nose in disgust, "Now that my brother Ming is about to ascend the throne, what about your tiger general son, won't he be obsessed with the Huahua world of the Southern Dynasty and don't want to come back, sister still counts on it, right?" Could it be that this immortal master you have worshiped all your life came down from heaven to save you?"

Originally, Concubine Ming should have had more ridiculous words in her mouth, but since the bull-riding Taoist priest really descended from the sky and revealed that miracle, she no longer dared to have any disrespect for her.

Concubine De was still calm, "Your son ascended the throne, what does it matter to me?"

"Look, look, it's this light and breezy look again, maybe there's something unsavory planning behind it. Concubine Ming taunted with her green jade hands, causing several personal palace maids beside her to cover their mouths and snicker.

Unexpectedly, Concubine Ming walked over and slapped each of them loudly, "The matter between the masters and the master, it is also your turn to laugh at it?"

frightened several palace maids who thought they were favored, and quickly knelt on the ground.

"If you have something to say, you can say it, and if you don't have anything to say, you won't send it. Concubine De was unaware of all this.

"It's nothing, I'll just come and see my sister. Concubine Ming turned around, suddenly seemed to remember something, looked at Concubine De's back and said, "Sister, I heard that your clan used to have a tradition of husband and son, should I tell Brother Ming?"

Concubine De stood up suddenly, turned around, and turned out to be a beautiful face, with a goose egg face, bright eyes and bright teeth, and the traces of time were only a few extremely fine wrinkles, and the brilliance and brightness of her youth were still obvious.

But this face was full of anger at the moment, and she glared at Concubine Ming, "You dare?!"

Concubine Ming pretended to be scared and stroked her chest, and the towering place became more and more upright, but unfortunately no one appreciated the beautiful scenery, she smiled and said, "Sister, wait and see." ”

After speaking, he turned around and walked out of the palace gate, and returned to the palace abruptly, with a spring breeze on his face.

Concubine De stood in place and pursed her lips, she had devoted herself to cultivation all these years, and she didn't care about the plans of her mother and her son, only when they needed help to ask for help, she only stretched out a hand, and now that the situation has changed dramatically, how should she deal with herself for a while?

She didn't worry about herself, she had the power of the maternal clan as a guarantee, even if Xue Ming became the Yuan Emperor, she didn't dare to really do anything to her, she was just worried about her son.

If his son really has three longs and two shorts, what will happen to him?

She slowly walked to the palace maid's side, reached out to caress her face, and said softly, "Does it hurt?"

The palace maid shook her head, and Concubine De also shook her head, "It must hurt."

。 But it will pass. ”

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Tianjing City, today is also full of lights, crowds surging, as if to echo with the city of eternal life, the meaning of competition.

The triumphant army will enter the city from the east gate, so ten miles outside the east gate, a long carpet has been laid, and officials of all sizes stand and wait along the road, and at the same time, there are people and women with bouquets of melons and fruits to greet each other.

On the main road from the city gate to the palace, it is even more decorated all the way to the palace.

His Majesty Yongding's Luan Jia was also surrounded out of Tianjing City and personally greeted him at the gate of the city.

Wang Siwazi, a little beggar in the east city of Tianjing City, also took the opportunity to sneak out of the city, relying on his thinness and flexibility, squeezed for a long time, and finally squeezed into a position close to the roadside not far outside the city gate.

It wasn't long before I heard a commotion in the distance.

Wang Siwazi stretched his neck to look, and finally an extremely bright red appeared in his sight, which was the red tassel on a helmet, followed by a mighty sergeant in armor completely crashed into his eyes, and behind him, followed by many famous sergeants in sharp cloaks.

Red tassels, armor, spears, horses, these things come together to bring people an extremely shocking visual impact.

Wang Siwazi suddenly felt his head buzzing, as if there was a hot blood gushing up, are these the legendary sergeants? Sure enough, they are different from the fast guards who only know how to bully us everywhere!

This majesty! This heroic!

I'm going to join the army in the future!

In just an instant, a thought was deeply engraved in Wang Siwazi's heart.

Suddenly, an even more crazy exclamation sounded in the distance, which made Wang Siwazi couldn't help but be curious, and stood on tiptoe to look.

I saw that behind the imposing knights, a small mound suddenly appeared, which was placed on a cart and dragged forward by four sergeants.

Hey, people who haven't seen the world, what's so strange about that.

A small mound is followed by a small mound, and then a small mound.

When more than ten small mounds appeared in his sight, Wang Siwazi saw the true face of the small mound in the harsh screams and roars around him, and his legs were weak.

What kind of mound is there! It's clearly a hill built up by a man's head!

He fell to the ground with weak legs, but the crowd around him did not give him room to fall to the ground, but instead sandwiched him in the air.

He struggled a few times, but found that he couldn't struggle, so he simply ignored it, happy to save effort.

Several escorted sergeants shouted in unison, "Beiyuan Yidi, invade my rivers and mountains, and now it is broken, and the head of the owl is to build a view of Beijing, and raise my prestige!"

Domineering!

Although Wang Siwazi didn't understand the meaning of those words, he always understood that emotion.

He involuntarily shook his fist and roared wildly with the people around him.

"Long live Ota Big, long live Ota !!"

Excited, his eyes dared to look at the heads boldly, only to see that all the heads were a little gray, he didn't know that it was because of the lime, and he thought

For the northern abyss, the barbarians are like this.

Some of them have hideous faces, and their big brass bell-like eyes are deadly open, which is very terrifying;

Although some of them had their eyes closed, the corners of their mouths were open, as if they were smiling;

There are also terrifying appearances, as if they are not human, and they can see that Wang Siwazi is disgusted with the barbarians of the North Abyss, and at the same time admires these big-end soldiers, who dare to fight against these fierce gods and evil, the key is to win!

The hill of heads walked forward one by one, and behind them was a phalanx of sergeants, slowly moving forward, and in the middle of the phalanx, a sturdy and handsome red horse, sat a man in bright armor.

The red cloak on the man's back is waving in the wind, like a raging fire, showing the heroic posture of the god of war.

"Who is this man?"

Wang Siwazi muttered quietly, naturally no one paid attention to his question, but the question was quickly answered.

I don't know who shouted the first one, and gradually everyone was shouting his name.

"Wyvern General!"

"Wyvern General!"

"Wyvern General!"

The marshal of the Northern Army, the general of the Northern Expedition, Han Feilong!

The neat shouts formed into a rolling wave of sound, stirring everyone's eardrums, but they didn't care, they only felt blood and excitement.

The shouts and eyes followed Han Feilong to the city gate, he quickly dismounted, drove towards the bright yellow Luan in front of him, and knelt on one knee, the shouting also stopped abruptly at the same time as he knelt, only the burning eyes were still focused on him.

He shouted in a deep voice: "The last general, Han Feilong, long live your majesty!"

Luan's curtain was slowly opened by the two eunuchs, and Yang Hao, who was dressed in a bright yellow imperial robe, stood up from the chair, took a step forward, walked out of the curtain, stepped off Luanjia, personally helped Han Feilong up, and said with a smile: "Youliang will be like this, it is the blessing of me, the blessing of Daduan, and the blessing of all the people!"

Yang Hao patted Han Feilong's shoulder, turned around and got into Luan's car, and immediately a eunuch pinched his sharp voice and read the will of the reward aloud.

Han Feilong sealed the town of Beihou, increased the rank of general, gave good land, gold and silver, and the rest of the generals of the Northern Army also had their own rewards, and the sergeants also had rich rewards.

Every word of the eunuch seemed to have turned into steamed buns and copper plates flying in the sky, and Wang Siwazi was fascinated for a while, and he was even more determined to join the army.

In a joyful and exciting atmosphere, Yang Hao stood on the Luan driver, facing the triumphant army and the people of Tianjing City, waved his fist and said: "Daduan is the precious home we protect together, in the face of a strong enemy, we will never compromise, we will never back down, as long as our monarchs and ministers work together, the army and the people work together, those thieves who dare to covet our peaceful life will be like these heads, turned into our glory! I am with you! I am proud of you! Long live Daduan!"

"Long live Your Majesty! Long live Daduan!"

Under Luan's drive, Han Feilong took the lead in shouting, and then an earth-shattering cry sounded around him.

A dynasty is prosperous, and the people's hearts are attached to a good situation.

Wang Siwazi's face flushed, and she even felt that it was her blessing to be a beggar in Tianjing City.

Luan on the road, Yang

Hao stretched out his hand and pressed it, and the surroundings slowly quieted down.

He was about to speak, but a figure rushed to the open space in front of Luan's car, knelt on the ground and cried loudly, "Your Majesty, please, save the people of my Jin Kingdom!"

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In the southwest of the northern abyss, the grass is turning green, and Yunluo and Lu Qi are hurrying to the northwest.

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