When Xiao Jiaojiao got married, the crippled king stood up and pampered her.

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Just finished speaking.

There was a "wow" sound!

Yin Lu raised his big hand, his robe flying.

The soldier was instantly knocked dozens of meters away, flew out of the hall, rolled down the steps at the bottom of the hall, and fell with a bloody head.

Yin Lu stood up, wearing a black gilded dragon robe, tall and majestic, arrogant and with the power to swallow up the world.

"Just follow what King Fengyi said."

"Anyone who disrespects King Fengyi will die!"

After he finished speaking the last word, he waved his hand again.

The spear in the hand of a soldier outside the hall was suddenly controlled and flew into the air.

The soldier who had just climbed up from the steps had not yet stabilized his body.

Another "click" sound!

The sharp spear actually pierced the soldier's throat directly from front to back.

Blood gurgled.

The soldiers just stood up and fell straight down.

Everyone in the hall instantly knelt down and shouted with great respect:

"Long live the Yin Emperor! Long live King Fengyi!"

Yun Jinghuang looked at the corpse that fell to the ground, and his eyes trembled slightly, but he didn't show it.

The day.

Yin Lu took Yun Jinghuang to dispatch the giant ship and headed towards the Nancang fiefdom.

Cheng Kuijin and others are there, and they can send over some of the seeds that Yun Jinghuang had previously placed in Ying Palace.

Yin Lu also issued an imperial decree to set up a medical table in the Altar of Heaven.

Anyone who is interested in medical skills can come and try it.

After briefly reading the medical books for half a day, Yun Jinghuang asked questions and selected the talented ones among them for training.

Although all the soldiers in Xizhou disdain medical skills, many of them are born not good at fighting and want to find a way out.

Coupled with the imperial edict, many people came to worship at the Temple of Heaven that day.

Yun Jinghuang sat in front of a table and chair on the altar, hand-copying some basic and brief theories from Treatise on Febrile Diseases.

When someone came, the maid Pu Ning helped distribute one.

Yin Lu stood on a tall building in the distance, looking down at the woman below.

I thought she was just fooling around, but she was copying very seriously.

When someone comes, they will patiently distribute papers and explain the selection rules.

The afternoon sun is scorching.

Yun Jinghuang's fair skin was slightly reddened by the sun, and beads of sweat oozed from her forehead.

The blush made people feel inexplicably dry.

Yin Lu narrowed his eyes and waved his hand.

Not far away, nine huge Xizhou flags suddenly flew over, "Boom! Boom! Boom!"

One after another, they penetrated into the ground, surrounding Yun Jinghuang in the middle.

A piece of black cloth not far away suddenly flew over and landed on the nine long poles, which happened to be spread out.

It cast a shadow on the woman below.

Yun Jinghuang was sitting there writing when he saw a number of large poles suddenly standing beside him.

The shade enveloped her, and the sun was no longer so scorching.

Looking up, I still saw the black cloth fluttering in the wind and the flag flying high. The scene was very unique and shocking.

This is the first time I have seen such a unique way of shading.

And such a high level of inner strength...

Yun Jinghuang turned around and saw Yin Lu's standing figure on the tower not far away.

The black dragon robe and complicated gilding look like the mysterious and distant leader of an ancient tribe.

He is obviously a decisive and murderous person, but he still knows how to protect her from the cold?

Moreover, the tall building where he was standing was also directly illuminated by the sun.

Yun Jinghuang raised her lips in his direction and smiled, patting the chair next to her.

Yin Lu narrowed his long eyes, and before he could think of anything to refuse, he already flew up.

As soon as he put on his ink robe, he landed next to Yun Jinghuang.

"Since Emperor Yin is bored, why not help me distribute medical papers?"

She handed a stack of copied papers to Yin Lu.

"Bold!" Pu Ning scolded immediately.

No one has ever dared to ask Emperor Yin to do something! Yun Jinghuang is simply lawless!

But Yin Lu glanced at Pu Ning with his stern eyes, and then he actually sat down on the chair next to Yun Jinghuang.

"Aren't you afraid that this emperor will see through your plan?"

"I have a clear conscience, what is there to be afraid of?"

Although Yun Jinghuang did want to slow down Xizhou's combat effectiveness and distract their attention, he also really wanted to improve Xizhou's environment.

Hundreds of thousands were thrown into the mines and waited for others, including countless children.

Such a country may be strong, but it is not a healthy country.

She picked up the pen and continued to write sentences on the paper.

She learned that handwriting from Rong Ji, who taught her to write. She learned a bit of the clearness and elegance of Rong Ji's handwriting, and a bit of her own arrogance.

The small font looks particularly beautiful.

When Yin Lu looked over, his long eyes narrowed again.

People from Xizhou write in large characters, with simple, rough and messy strokes.

It turns out that handwriting can be so beautiful?

Someone came to collect the paper, and when they saw it was Yin Lu, they all knelt down and saluted on the spot.

Yin Lu ignored everyone and handed out the paper when someone came.

The two of them wrote and published at the same time, and they cooperated with each other in a rare tacit understanding.

As Yun Jinghuang wrote, he unknowingly became dazed.

In fact, she once fantasized about handling affairs side by side with Di Yi and working in perfect harmony with him.

But I don't know why, it turned into that state without me noticing...

After all, if Di Yi wanted to come find her, he would not wait too long.

It’s been a whole day yesterday, plus today…

Did he encounter Yin Lu's ambush when he came to find her, or... Di Yi didn't care about her at all... and didn't come to find her at all?

"You're lost in thought."

Yin Lu's pleasant and magnetic voice suddenly rang in his ears.

Yun Jinghuang came back to her senses, thought about the important matter, turned her head and looked at him:

"Emperor Yin promised me that if I stay, you will not take action against Emperor Yi again."

"So you were thinking of him?"

There seemed to be a hint of displeasure and contempt between Yin Lu's long brows under his mask, "Don't worry, I always keep my word."

Yun Jinghuang looked at his eyes and felt relieved. She smiled back:

"Thank you."

The sun was shining brightly, but the smile on her face was like spring returning to the earth and flowers blooming.

No one in Xizhou likes to laugh, and it is almost impossible to see anyone smiling.

Everyone had a stern face and was doing their job in a businesslike manner.

At that moment, Yin Lu's eyes seemed to change slightly.

In the afternoon, Yun Jinghuang handed out hundreds of scrolls.

When someone came to answer, she patiently asked questions.

Each person is asked three questions to determine whether he or she has medical talent.

In the whole afternoon, only a dozen people were picked out.

This kind of thing cannot be rushed.

Yun Jinghuang got on the horse again and followed Yin Lu to choose a site.

A huge medical school must be built to facilitate everyone to come and learn medical skills every day.

The distance is far, and accommodation for the students must be provided.

Yun Jinghuang told Yin Lu his thoughts while choosing a location.

Yin Lu glanced at his subordinates, and they went forward to take charge of the matter.

Finally, the sun set and the sky turned dark.

Especially the site is located in a spruce forest one mile away from Beijing. When the sky gets dark, the light in the spruce forest becomes even dimmer.

When Yun Jinghuang turned around, she saw Yin Lu still following her.

It must be said that he did give her all the space to display her abilities, without any control or restrictions.

But following her was mostly to monitor her every move in Xizhou.

The national policy can be changed little by little, but the murderous intentions of people like Yin Lu must be gradually reduced...

Yun Jinghuang lowered her eyes, and suddenly thought of something, then raised her eyes to look at Yin Lu...