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

Just to seek a little mercy from the immortal and to live longer.

The soldier in charge of guarding rode his horse over, raised his hand and whipped it, hitting Chu Tianchen directly on the back of his finger.

He sneered, his tone contemptuous, "You've been in the men's gym for so many years, and you're still dreaming!"

"Don't you see what you are? You have been doing evil for so many years. Do you think you deserve the blessing of the divine bird?"

Looking at Chu Tianchen, he was twitching in pain in the prison van.

The soldier curled his lips. If he didn't have to take him back alive, he would have killed him right now.

……

The supernatural power flowed from the fingertips and continuously entered Suzaku's body.

A feeling of warmth covered Xie Yuheng's whole body, preventing her from hypothermia while speeding at high altitude.

Another passionate cry echoed through the sky.

That was Suzaku asking, "You, really don't regret it?"

Her voice was firm and resolute, "Live as a hero, die as a ghost hero!"

"I hope that the cold stars will not notice. I have sacrificed my blood for Xuanyuan. Why should I regret it?"

Once upon a time, when the country was in turmoil, thousands of our ancestors used their flesh and blood to hold up the sun and spread the light of new life across the streets and alleys.

What her ancestors could do, she could naturally do too!

It's better than letting the people continue to sleep in closed rooms.

Although the road is far, you will reach your destination; although the task is difficult, you will succeed!

"And in the name of your divine bird, I will be able to do more in the future."

"You know... how much I look forward to Daliang growing step by step into the world's most powerful country."

"One day, there may even be a grand unification."

Zhuque was in a heavy mood and did not speak. It knew that was the long-cherished wish of thousands of people in Xie Yuheng's original world of time and space.

It is the painful lesson that those who lag behind will be beaten, and it is the blood feud of tens of millions of compatriots!

Compared to this divine bird in charge of the southern stars but with no magical powers, Xie Yuheng is more divine than it.

The red bird streaked across the sky of Wusun like a meteor. Countless people knelt down and prayed for gods’ blessings when they saw it.

At the same time, Xie Zhuqing led cavalry from three Western Regions tribes and rushed to Shangjing from the northern part of Yizhou.

However, all the major granaries along the way were controlled by local landlords.

There are also the tenant farmers’ militias they organized, which harass us from time to time, which is really annoying!

Xie Zhuqing's adjutant couldn't sleep at night because his hands were shaking so much after the first time he killed someone.

By now, he could keep a straight face and send the other person to report to the underworld with one single strike of the sword.

They were attacked at night again, and the defense was successful. The adjutant couldn't help but curse: "These people are sick, right?"

"After the land tax was distributed, they could leave the area and find work elsewhere, but they insisted on working as dogs for the landlords."

"It's true that wild boars can't eat fine bran, and stupid people can only be as stupid as cattle and horses!"

Xie Zhuqing leaned against the tree trunk tiredly, and said with a helpless smile: "The tenant farmers rarely leave the farm."

"For them, the landlord's word is heaven."

"If the taxes that the landlords have to pay increase, their rents will naturally increase. If that happens, the sky will fall."

"As for finding work..."

Xie Zhuqing paused for a moment, licked his cracked lips, and continued:

"I've thought about it carefully. Logically speaking, the best time to implement the land tax system is a few years later."

"At that time, the wooden tracks in Jingzhou had been laid. Jingzhou was located in the middle of Daliang, so it was convenient to go to other places for work."

"The important ministers in the cabinet will also improve this, but unfortunately, it was leaked in advance and distorted..."

The adjutant frowned, "According to the saying, the court should explain the rumors, but we have been here all this time, and the tenants are still like mad dogs."

Xie Zhuqing looked towards the starry sky in the northeast, "So, after sending a letter to Marquis Jiangling and persuading another tribe to send troops, I decided to return."

"But the mountains are high and the roads are long, and there are often sandstorms in that damn place of Wusun. I don't know if we can get there..."

"Oh, I hope it has been delivered."

The adjutant said this, but he had no hope in his heart.

There is no other reason, Liangzhou is too far away from Shangjing.

Even if the cavalry traveled day and night, it would still take nearly ten days.

Besides, traveling day and night is too much for both people and horses!

"I am worried about the capital. The Xu thief is coming with great force and must have been prepared."

"I wonder if Your Majesty and the others can hold out until we can come to help."

……

Shangjing.

Last night at midnight, Duke Xun sent out his troops to test the situation, but they were defeated by the little prince's thunder.

Moreover, the assassination by the Chi family's assassins that had been arranged in the city long ago went wrong.

Anyway, the soldiers remained in good order and there was no panic at all.

After the rebels temporarily withdrew, the two sides engaged in a game of chess.

You know I'm stalling for time, and I know you don't have many troops.

However, Shangjing only needs to wait for any of the large armies to return for support before it can deal a heavy counterattack to the rebels.

"Tianlei?"

Nie Nishang leaned lazily on the chaise longue.

She giggled, lowered her eyes slightly, and took advantage of her male lover's hand to bite the purple grapes.

When she looked up again, her eyes were filled with loneliness and coldness. "There are so many villages around here, there must be people who can't enter the city."

"Tie them up and use them as human shields."

"If our Crown Prince is willing to send down thunderbolts as punishment, then let him do it."

Duke Xun frowned as he listened. This woman is simply a lunatic!

"If you do this to lose the support of the people, even if you capture the capital, there will be chaos everywhere in the future."

"No, no, no..." Nie Nishang stretched out her slender jade fingers and waved them in front of him.

"The most important thing for the Duke right now is to capture the royal city, kill Chu Heng and his son, and push Chunzong to the throne."

"As for whether the people have the support of the people or not, that's a matter for after the war."

"Then, we can just push out a scapegoat and say that he did it."

"Who would have known that the Duke was the driving force behind this?"

Just as Duke Xun Guo opened his mouth, someone came to report that the richest man in Jizhou had sent a message through someone.

"The princess led several thousand cavalrymen through Handan yesterday evening and headed west."

To the west of Jizhou is Shangjing.

Duke Xun Guo slammed the teacup in his hand onto the table and asked in a stern voice.

"Isn't Chu Zhen on the front line in Youzhou? How could he get the news so quickly?"

The servant who reported was sweating profusely and stammered, unable to explain clearly.

Nie Nishang smiled and covered her lips, "Why would the Duke embarrass a servant?"

"How can you expect him to know something you don't even know?"

"It's possible that there is a spy among the merchants, or that Chu Heng's secret department must have some means of communication that we don't know about."

"The most important thing right now is to capture Shangjing City as soon as possible."

Nie Nishang looked at Duke Xun with a smile, the light in her eyes flickered, covering up the deepest filth.

She wants Chu Heng and his son to die, and the Chu family to be in chaos.

As for whether Duke Xun Guo could become the regent and what the people's sentiments were, it had nothing to do with her!

Duke Xun narrowed his eyes slightly and thought over Nie Nishang's previous proposal again and again.

In the end, he didn't say whether he agreed or disagreed, but just turned away and called the generals to discuss the matter.