At the beginning, there is smoke coming out of the ancestral grave, and the woman is busy in the imp

Buy some female slaves for the men in the two places to purchase, as long as they can give birth to children.

That female slave from the Western Region has a high nose and deep eyes, full of exotic charm, so beautiful!

Besides, isn’t it because Jiangling women are so tough because they have learned too much? As a woman, it is not good to study too much.

But he only dared to think about such thoughts in his heart.

Si Yuandao, Yang Chengwu, and their Majesty. They are all big-hearted people who are weak in water and only drink from one ladle.

I don’t understand a man’s true happiness at all!

The right servant of the Ministry of Civil Affairs was silent, listening to their heated discussion.

Unfortunately, the final result of the discussion was that this strategy could not be implemented for the time being, and we had to guard against the Huns in the north first.

However, with this good strategy, the Ministry of Revenue can first measure the land in the next few years.

Everything is ready, and when the Huns are defeated one day, they can be taken by surprise and implemented.

As for the dissatisfaction of the landlords and gentry? Oh, then if you are dissatisfied, we will directly suppress it with force!

After coming out of Zilizheng Palace, everyone except the right minister of the Ministry of Civil Affairs and Ye Zhongliang looked at Si Yuandao with envy.

The regret in my heart was that I was not the one who resigned in the first place!

For a disciple as smart as Bai Jian, why worry about not leaving a name in history?

Si Yuandao enjoyed the envious looks of his colleagues, feeling so proud in his heart.

Thanks to Chen Qiu, hahahaha, I got free time another day and invited him to a drink!

By the time Si Yuandao treated Chen Qiu to a drink, it was already August 27th.

That night.

Chen Qiu, smelling of alcohol, had just entered the palace and was about to report to His Majesty what he and Si Yuandao had talked about.

Just listen to the people below to report, "Boss, it's bad!"

"People from the City Defense Department came to report that a group of people had gathered outside the south of Shangjing City!"

Chen Qiu staggered, almost missing the steps, and bowed to the little guard.

He hurriedly sent him to report to the emperor, while he turned back to the city gate, got on his horse, and headed all the way to the south of the city.

When he rushed to the south of the city in a hurry, he saw the commander of the soldiers and horses in the south of the city standing on the wall with a confused look on his face, as did the archers next to him.

"What's going on?" Chen Qiu asked anxiously.

"This... my subordinates don't know, they are camping there."

Chen Qiu followed the direction of his finger and saw that they had set up a camp. They didn't even have a tent, just a few bonfires.

Chen Qiu resisted the urge to kick him off the city wall and personally mobilized a team of elites to leave the city.

Looking at the retreating team, the commander of the Army and Horses Division in the south of the city murmured:

"As expected of Master Chen, who can stop children from crying at night in Youzhou. His courage is truly admirable."

Over the years, people have become accustomed to the fact that Chen Qiu is the emperor's first personal attendant.

But who remembers that he was once the most fierce forward in the army and was never afraid of death.

When Chen Qiu and his people arrived not far from the bonfire, they saw that the group of people showed no signs of defense and seemed to be just looking for a place to rest.

Xie Tingjiang, who heard the sound of horse hooves, also stood up and looked towards the source of the sound.

Chen Qiu was startled after seeing clearly, and made a gesture to indicate that there was no need to attack.

"Xie Shenxiu? Why is it you?"

Xie Tingjiang cupped his hands and said, "I received a letter from Qingzhi a few days ago. My son..."

Listening to the choking in his voice, Chen Qiu also knew how worried parents would be about their children after receiving the news.

But his eyes turned and the corners of his mouth twitched, "Are these too?"

There are probably about fifty people gathered here.

Even Xie Yuheng's mother and his aunt, two women, were among them.

A strong man could not bear to ride on horseback one after another. The two ladies really moved Chen Qiu.

Mei Xingyun shook his legs, walked forward, bowed his hands to Chen Qiu and said, "Marquis Jiangling and I have been friends for many years. I was very worried when I heard about his sudden illness!"

After saying that, Mei Xingyun reached out and pressed his thigh. This was not the leg he wanted to shake.

It was really hard for him to control himself after riding for many days!

One after another, some people said: "I and the Marquis of Jiangling are from the same clan, and I have received his favor, so I came to see you!"

"Although I am not from the Xie family, I am not familiar with the Marquis of Jiangling."

"But there is no one in Jiangling who has not received the kindness of the Marquis of Jiangling. I am worried about my benefactor's illness, and I wish I could treat him as myself!"

Chen Qiu put down the horsewhip and walked to Xie Tingjiang's side. "Jiang Linghou's illness... is no longer serious. The imperial doctors have diagnosed him."

But no one knows whether Xie Yuheng's disease may be a new and unknown disease.

No one can guarantee that he can really live a healthy and healthy life...

Chen Qiu sighed and ordered someone to report the whole story of this oolong incident.

He himself sat down by the bonfire, "There are so many of you, and I don't have the right to let you directly enter the city. Please wait a moment."

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter if we just rest outside the city for a night?"

"My son and I are close, and I know she is well, so I feel at ease."

Meng Wanning's voice was firm, but in the ears of other soldiers, they felt that the wind was so strong tonight that it hurt their eyes!

Are precocious people destined to die young, and are good people doomed to not live long?

It's so unfair to be able to survive year after year despite such a scourge as Chu Tianchen!

The golden autumn moon filled the long street, and the soldiers who reported the news were rushing to and from Zhuque Street under the moonlight.

Finally, before midnight, His Majesty's order allowing passage was brought back.

Xie Tingjiang and his party were spared a night of using the sky as their quilt and the earth as their mat.

In the main hall of Li, Chu Heng lost all sleep after passing through Oolong, and took the queen on a night tour of the garden.

In front of the flowers and under the moonlight, the palace people are far away.

Ji Pingjun said slowly: "Aren't you afraid that the Xie family will be as ambitious as the Chi family in the future?"

Chu Heng squeezed her catkin a little harder and said, "At the age of one and a half, she can say words that set her heart for the world and her destiny for the people."

"I don't believe that the Xie family has the intention to harm the world."

Chu Heng smiled. If one day, he had died...

Daliang was surrounded by enemies from all sides, and Chu Chen could not resist them.

He hoped that the Xie family would rise up and protect the peace of the people of Daliang.

Those who are not of my race should be punished!

Seeing that he was in a low mood, Ji Pingjun shook his hand and said with a gentle smile: "Speaking of which, this young man from the Xie family has a bit of Xie Yanyi."

"Both have the surname Xie, both like the flute, and both are talented in economics and economic development."

"It's a pity that Xie Yanyi has no descendants, and his honor can only be seen in unofficial histories..."

Chu Heng paused and said: "It doesn't matter, I will clear the old man's name after the Chi family is destroyed."

"At that time, we can also give that little guy a reputable ancestor."

It's not like no one has ever done this kind of thing, like people randomly identifying their ancestors.

Hundreds of years have passed, and Xie Yanyi has no descendants, so it is not easy to just name him!

"You are such a person. Have you ever considered whether you would like to be the Marquis of Jiangling?" Ji Pingjun couldn't laugh or cry and punched him.

Unexpectedly, Chu Heng held him back, picked him up by the waist, and carried him into the palace.

"That little guy is very clever, I guess he will be happy!"