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The girl's crisp voice came out, and the old lady in the yard laughed again after hearing the words. In fact, she was like this when she was young, even wilder than the two girls above her head.

"But this wild girl, once she meets her sweetheart, she will become a good girl."

The old lady murmured, then smiled and untied the apron around her waist, walked to the reclining chair woven with tree rattan, leaned on it gently, and then folded her hands on her chest, listening quietly Countless Leizhou citizens outside the house cheered like a tsunami.

She closed her eyes slightly, as if she saw her husband who used to sit on the branch of this big tube tree, looking at the direction of the city gate, waiting for her husband to return from his expedition.

Two lines of teardrops overflowed from the corners of the old lady's eyes and slid down gently.

Hot and hot!

In the westernmost part of Daxia Mingzhou, a carriage embroidered with blue waves and whale tails is moving fast on the wide Daxia Road, and inside the carriage, there is also an old lady with her eyes slightly closed, her hands clasped on her stomach , breathing steadily.

Inside the carriage, the Yumiao girl in a snow-white padded jacket, as usual, cautiously stretched out her hand to open the curtain, and looked out of the carriage through the gap. She was very curious about the outside scenery along the way, and came out of the tiger. After jumping the gorge, as the carriage traveled westward, the surrounding mountains gradually flattened, turning into a flat landform of Yimapingchuan.

"Rouge, where have we gone?"

The old lady opened her eyes, and a faint voice sounded, and then she was holding the small blue porcelain bottle, sipping the rouge from the purification potion, raised her hand and gently wiped the corner of her mouth, and then responded:

"Grandma, just now Commander Jiang just came to report, and after another fifty miles, he can leave Mingzhou and officially enter the boundary of Bingzhou."

The old lady nodded, and sat up with her hands supported by the middle-aged maid beside her. With a little memory in her eyes, she said softly:

"Let me tell you, this is Bingzhou. The whole state is full of cold pine forests. If you look at it from above, you can see thousands of ravines and pines surging like blue clouds. Far."

As soon as the old lady's voice fell, the little girl Yu Miao hurriedly nodded in agreement, came to Yanzhi's side, and added:

"Sister Empress, Songhai, who can't be seen from Bingzhou at a glance, is really beautiful and shocking."

"Then I'll have to get to know him better later."

Yan Zhi smiled and touched the fish fry's head, but outside the carriage, Jiang Tu, the commander of the Japanese army, suddenly heard the report of the uncontrollable excitement:

"The empress dowager, the empress, the battle report came from the southwest. The front line has won a great victory. Your Majesty has suppressed the Nanman and has returned to the court."

"good!"

The old lady let out a chuckle, squinted her eyes, and her eyes were full of relief, and then Jiang Tu continued to speak outside the carriage:

"Following the good news, there is also a letter from His Majesty to the Empress."

After the words fell, the curtain of the carriage opened outwards, Yan Zhi stretched out her hand to take the letter presented by Jiang Tu with both hands, above the envelope, a golden phoenix soared.

Then Rouge returned to the carriage with a smile, her big eyes narrowed into two crescent moons.

Under the constant instigation of the old lady and the young girl Yumiao, Yan Zhi in the carriage gently opened the envelope and took it out, only to see that there was only one sentence written on the paper.

"The flowers on Moshang bloom, and they can return slowly."

Chapter 0475

Since the birth of the City Portal Scroll, Great Xia's information transmission system has improved countless times, so in just half a day, the news of Nanman's victory has spread throughout the entire 36 states of Great Xia.

Afterwards, countless towns and villages held large-scale celebrations to celebrate the great victory in the Southwest. The stability of the Great Xia frontier was once again guaranteed, and Emperor Fuyao continued his invincible myth.

Especially in Huangcheng, the capital town of Leizhou, the people of Leizhou, who were already extremely hospitable, sang and danced around the giant bonfire in the central square of the city. The emotions that were hotter than fire almost ignited the flat rocky ground of the entire city.

They want to release the haze of war that has been weighing on their hearts to their heart's content, and at the same time celebrate the arrival of a new era.

"Xiaoyi, the wine made from thunder berries, don't think it's spicy at the first sip, but the more you drink it, the better it tastes."

On the street in the middle of Zhenhuang City, two figures were walking forward under the moonlight, and at the same time, a cute voice sounded, and then the drunken girl Ziyue waved her hand forward, and imitated the tone of the old men in Leizhou, speaking in a low voice. The voice spit out softly:

"It's delicious, it's delicious!"

After finishing speaking, the girl hiccupped very cutely, and vomited out a strong smell of alcohol.

Ziyue, a girl with two small canine teeth, obviously drank secretly during the celebration, and it was Leizhou's extremely strong Leijiang wine, so it was her first time to drink, and she fell to the ground after a few sips. Then, with Jin Yi's support, he dragged and dragged back to his home in the center of the city.

Generally speaking, after getting drunk, one should be unconscious, but Ziyue is a chatterbox after being drunk, talking to herself or talking to Jin Yi beside her, without stopping for a moment.

"Xiaoyi, we heard that His Majesty, who is about the same age as us, doesn't look like a young man at all. When the army returned to the city, he didn't even show his face. A long time ago, I wanted to see the face of the Holy Majesty with my own eyes. But I heard some storytellers in the city say that Your Majesty, Yan Ruyu, is unparalleled in the world, like a banished fairy descending into the world."

"Ziyue, don't talk nonsense, the Holy Majesty is something you can't argue with, talk less when you're drunk!"

Jin Yi hurriedly covered the mouth of the drunken girl beside him, and spoke with some resignation and reproach, and then heard Ziyue's words from between her fingers again:

"Xiaoyi, Your Majesty didn't see him, but Shunzi sitting on the tall horse is very beautiful. You can also see that the eyes of the girls around him are eager to swallow him up. It's really infuriating. You'll have to look after this from now on."

As soon as this remark came out, Jin Yi, who was originally supporting Ziyue, narrowed his eyes, and there was a trace of evil spirit in his eyes, but he subconsciously let go of his hands. When he came back to his senses, the drunk Ziyue in his hands Yue fell straight forward, face to the ground.

The girl Jin Yi exclaimed, and between lightning and flint, an extra thick hand stretched out from the side, and gently grabbed Ziyue who was about to fall. The moonlight casts a large shadow.

Jin Yi, who came back to his senses, hastened to pick up his companion Ziyue who was still talking nonsense, and at the same time looked up, and saw an extremely burly figure standing in front of her. , but Jin Yi has never seen a man who is even bigger than the one in front of him, and this man has a big bald head, which is shiny and round under the reflection of the moonlight.

A look of surprise appeared on Jin Yi's face, and then he thanked:

"Little girl, thank you brother for saving me."

Liang Po didn't reply, just nodded, and then turned sideways, revealing a tall and straight figure standing behind him.

Under the watery moonlight, Zhao Yu did as the Romans did, wearing a black blouse. Although he couldn't see his face clearly under the dim light, he looked much younger, with a little more youthful vigor, less A veteran who owns the entire Great Xia.

Then Zhao Yu walked in lightly, and a voice as calm as water sounded faintly:

"Girl, we are looking for a family named Jin Sheng, which is near here. Do you know which family it is?"

"Are you looking for my father?"

Miss Jin Yi showed doubts on her face, and then continued to respond:

"I only met my father at the gate of the city when I was in the Southern Barbarian Conquest Army Division. I guess I should be drinking before the celebration at the moment, but Mr. Xiao, you can go to my house to wait for a while, please come with me Bar."

Perhaps it was Zhao Yu, who had a jade-like complexion and a calm temperament, who could easily give people a sense of trust, so Jin Yi did not hesitate much, and took Zhao Yu and Liang Po to his house.

Because most of the people went to the center of the city to participate in the celebration, the streets were quite quiet. Fortunately, with the moonlight and lights as companions, it was not dark.

After the Battle of the Southwest ended, Zhao Yu, who was quite relaxed, stepped forward and looked around, then asked the girl next to him softly:

"Miss Jin, the houses around here are bigger than the others, and they are located in the center of this deserted city, very close to the Ximan Palace, but few dignitaries live here, why?"

"Because this area is the residence of the disabled soldiers prepared by the Ximan Palace. The Zhenhuang City is very large, but compared to other state capitals in Daxia, the number of people is much smaller, so this house is built larger."

In fact, not only is there a small population in the deserted city, but the entire Leizhou population is much smaller than other prosperous states. Without the imperial court, Leizhou is almost using the power of one state and countless sacrifices to fight against The entire Southern Barbarian.

Then the girl's voice fell, and Jin Yi looked at Ziyue who was completely drunk in her arms, turned around and put the latter on her back, and continued to speak leisurely:

"Ziyue's father is my father's old comrade-in-arms, but he didn't come back, so she arranged it next to my house, so I can take care of her. The Ximan palace treats the soldiers' families very well. This is also one of the old prince's earliest promises. "

In Leizhou, there is a saying that a man should be like the king of the western barbarians, which is enough to show the great achievements the old prince has made in the southwest over the years.

"I see!"

Zhao Yu nodded, then stopped talking, and together with Liang Po, followed the girl for about half a stick of incense, and then came to the door of a house.

Just standing firm, before pushing the door open, I heard bursts of booing from inside:

"Old Jin, go one, go one, Shunzi has finished drinking, it's your turn, if you can't drink it, don't say that a group of us bullied you!"

After hearing this, the girl Jin Yi raised her eyebrows, her face turned cold, and she kicked the door in front of her directly. Even though she was carrying a person behind her back, she was still vigorous and flashed into it.

Then Zhao Yu smiled slightly, and led Liang Po into the door as well.

Chapter 0476

On the night of victory, in the mansion belonging to Lao Jin, the yellow plantains dotted under the moonlight were vivid, but the originally tidy and tidy yard was in a mess.

Ten young teenagers were rolling up their sleeves to compete with a middle-aged man for a drink.

The one-handed and one-eyed Lao Jin, with messy and broken hair soaring into the sky, held a large bowl full of water in his right hand, sat with his back extremely straight, opened his mouth without blushing and heartbeat, and drank it in one gulp, then held up an empty bowl. The bowl gestured to the surroundings, which attracted bursts of applause.

And directly opposite Lao Jin, sat the dark-skinned young Shunzi, the big bowl in his hand was filled with spirits again, perhaps because he drank too much alcohol, Shunzi's eyes were slightly blurred, suddenly seemed to think of What, his face froze, and he said fiercely:

"Old Jin, if I beat you in the wine fight today, you promise to marry Xiaoyi to me."

Although Jiu Zhuang is cowardly, God knows that when Shunzi yelled this sentence, his whole soul seemed to be hit by a heavy hammer, his scalp was numb, and his heart was trembling wildly.

But this deafening oath still shocked everyone around, including Miss Jin Yi who kicked open the door and walked into the house with Ziyue on her back.

"Well, you little bastard, if you are a little promising, you dare to hit my precious girl's idea. If my girl gets married, you let me drink the northwest wind?"

Lao Jin came back to his senses, his hair was already messed up, but because of his anger, he seemed to be even more furious. He grabbed the wine bowl and made a gesture to smash it. He suddenly caught a glimpse of his daughter in the direction of the door. The two figures, one tall and one short, squinted their eyes and looked carefully, their complexions completely changed.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, Your Majesty."

Lao Jin scrambled and scrambled, rushed towards the door of the house stammeringly, knocking down the wine and bowl in front of him but didn't care, then came to Zhao Yu, wanted to kneel down to salute, but was caught by a wave of A gentle force stopped him, and then an extremely calm voice sounded in his ears:

"You don't need to be too polite, you can just call me Young Master Zhen, and I will meet you for a drink when the war is over. I can't break my promise."

Lao Jin took a deep breath to calm his surging blood, then turned to the shocked girl Jin Yi and continued to speak softly:

"Daughter, you put the child Ziyue in the inner room first, and then, together with Shunzi, go to the third tree in the yard and dig out the altar of daughter red that I buried back then."

After finishing speaking, Lao Jin swayed with his right hand, and then continued to speak in a still trembling voice:

"Young master is able to come, it is the blessing that I, Lao Jin, cultivated in several lifetimes, please come inside."

Then a group of people came to the center of the courtyard to take a seat. Lao Jin deliberately drove the teenagers from the reserve team aside, and gave up his seat to Zhao Yu, and then sat down, keeping his eyes straight, but kept swallowing his saliva. , indicating that its heart is not peaceful.

"It's just an ordinary drink and greeting between old friends, Lao Jin, you don't have to be too nervous."

Seeing that Lao Jin still looked like a soldier, Zhao Yu smiled lightly, signaling him to relax, and then continued to open his mouth and said:

"The Battle of the Southwest has come to a successful conclusion. You should drink and celebrate. You don't have to be too formal."

"Sir said yes."

Lao Jin pulled his face away and showed a rather weird smile. Seeing that Lao Jin, who is usually hot-tempered, was rarely deflated, and those reserve boys in front of him wanted to laugh but did not dare to laugh, and it was also extremely hard to hold back.

Fortunately, Miss Jin Yi brought Shunzi and the two of them back after digging up her daughter Hong, which allowed Lao Jin to find some topics. After taking the small jar of wine, he wiped the remaining dirt on the surface with his sleeve, and then When it was opened directly, a strong aroma of wine wafted out and penetrated into the nostrils of everyone.

Lao Jin licked the corner of his mouth in satisfaction, filled a bowl for Zhao Yu, and then said:

"This altar of daughter red was buried by me when my daughter was just born. At that time, the deserted town was not as prosperous as it is now. As for me, I rushed to the front line on the second day after my daughter was born. These things I can still remember it vividly, almost 20 years have passed in a flash, and this time has passed too fast."

"The mystery of time is the embodiment of Dao's ruthlessness and fairness, but the real speed is determined by the heart."

After finishing speaking, Zhao Yu nodded, picked up the wine bowl in front of him, and gently opened his mouth to take a sip.

This is Zhao Yu's third time drinking alcohol in more than ten years. The wine is not the top Xuantian or peach blossom wine in the entire Shenzhou Haotu, but this altar of daughter red has a kind of pyrotechnic atmosphere that belongs to the world of mortals, because it represents Ten years of time changes.

If Zhao Yu's own daughter was born, then he would also dig a deep pit under the Xuantian Tree of the White Emperor's Palace, bury a jar of wine, and when he was free, he would go to the Xuantian Tree to step a few times and look back at his daughter. The girl's head is tied with a red ribbon, and her eyebrows and eyes are like willow leaves during the Qingming Festival, getting brighter every day. This is the inheritance of the human race.

"Good wine!"

Zhao Yu gulped it down and praised, Lao Jin and the reserve boys beside him smiled, and Shunzi and the girl Jin Yi beside him looked at each other, feeling affection from each other's eyes.

Daughter Hong was buried when the girl was born, and was taken out when she was married. At this time, Lao Jin asked Shunzi and the girl to fetch wine together. It also took the light of the young emperor.

So Shunzi took the hand of the young girl Jin Yi beside him, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed heavily to Zhao Yu and Lao Jin in front of him, without saying anything.

"I didn't expect that I would meet a marriage if I come to drink a sip of wine. Naturally, it's not good to be empty-handed."

After the words fell, Zhao Yu raised his hand and gently grabbed it forward, took out a blue-green robe from the void, handed it forward, and continued to speak:

"I know that you have awakened the soul of the Dharma cultivator. This robe is called the mage's robe. It can increase your intelligence attribute, and it is my congratulatory gift to you for your wedding."

"Thank you, Your Majesty Ron!"

This time even Lao Jin knelt down to thank him with a red face.

In the sky above Zhenhuang City, there is a purple crane floating on it. There are two father and daughter on it, standing quietly and looking down, with fluttering clothes.

Chu Zhengyang, who stood with his hands behind his back, asked softly:

"Daughter, do you want to go down?"

"Not going, Dad."

Beside Chu Zhengyang, Yanyan girl with a calm face shook her head slightly, then pursed her lips, and continued to speak:

"He didn't go to Daqing in the city to show his face and accept the worship of his people, but went to ordinary people's homes to drink. His Majesty's heart is so big that it can accommodate the whole world, but his heart is also so small that it can only have one place."

Speaking of this, Miss Yanyan turned around and looked at her father's sea-like eyes, and she saw pity in them, but she smiled, and her gentle voice continued.

"I have liked it, I have been brave, and when I leave, I have to leave a handsome figure behind, even if no one sees it. Dad, let's go home."

"Okay, let's go home."

Chu Zhengyang raised his hand to touch the little head of his daughter in front of him, then nodded towards the void beside him calmly, and bowed his hands.

After a few breaths, the two beams of teleportation light shot straight into the sky and disappeared.

"I saw it, what a brave girl."