Dressed as the teacher of the Black Lotus Emperor

In the second year of the Apocalypse, the emperor personally conquered, and the Youbei army won a complete victory.

General Shen Fenglan of Shenwu captured the leader of Xirong alive, and the Rong tribe lost the last leader. The major general of the Rong tribe led the remnants of the tribe, surrendered to the ground, begging for mercy, and begging to return to Dayong.

The Youbei iron cavalry has driven them to the deepest part of the desert, losing the pastures and water sources they depend on for survival. Their horses will soon starve to death, and their women and children will gradually wither until they lose their vitality.

Fortunately, Emperor Dayong accepted the surrender of the Rong tribe, and after beheading the leader of Xirong with his own hands, he was appointed Major General of the Rong tribe as King Shunning.

Since then, the Rong people have become part of the Youbei border, accepting the civilization of Dayong, communicating with Youbei, and also taking on the important task of maintaining the stability of Dayong's border.

And General Shen will lead an army of [-] to guard the Great Territory of Youbei, like the most unbreakable barrier, guarding the people of Dayong for decades.

"In this battle, Dayong not only subdued the Rong people, but also shocked the border ministries that were ready to move." Shen Qingzhuo stood on the city gate, looking at the endless grassland in the distance, "If the country is rich and the army is strong, the princes will obey their policies, and the neighbors will fear Its prestige, so the country is peaceful and the people are safe, and the people live and work in peace and contentment."

The young emperor stood by his side with his hands behind his back, but his eyes were not attracted by the scenery of the thousands of miles of grassland, but always fell on the gentleman's beautiful profile.

"Sir, why are you in a daze when talking to you?" Shen Qingzhuo couldn't help but look sideways when he didn't get a response, only then did he realize that Xiao Qi was staring at him obsessively.

"I heard what you said, sir." Xiao Shen raised his hand and caressed the hair that was blowing in the breeze, his tone was gentle and firm, "Mr.'s wishes will all come true one day, and I will work hard for it all my life."

He doesn't love this beautiful country, but he loves the person in front of him deeply.

He exhausted his entire life just to let his husband get what he wants and what he wants.

During the brief silence, Shen Qingzhuo seemed to understand the deep emotion in the emperor's eyes, and slowly held his hand.

"Sir, do you want to see the grassland under the afterglow of the setting sun?" After a while, Xiao Shen approached his ear and bewitched, "It must be beautiful, very beautiful..."

Shen Qingzhuo thought to himself, I don't know when I will return to Youbei next time, so I nodded.

The two of them rode a tall and healthy war horse together, and walked slowly on the grassland.

Sitting on the horseback, Xiao Shen hugged Mr. into his arms from back to front, whispered in his ear and asked, "Sir, won't you faint at such a speed?"

"It's okay." Shen Qingzhuo stroked the slightly prickly mane of the black horse, "Mr.'s health is much better now, and he is not so fragile."

"Really?" Xiao Shen laughed, his feet pinched the horse's belly, and the horse finally let go of its hooves and ran.

"Ah!" Shen Qingzhuo let out a low cry, bent down subconsciously, and hugged the horse's neck tightly with both hands, "Xiao Qi!"

"What are you afraid of, Mister? I'm here!" Xiao Shen laughed triumphantly, picked up Mister amidst the whistling wind, and held him firmly in his arms.

Leaning his thin back against his solid chest, his high-hanging heart fell to the ground in an instant, and then turned into another kind of worry. Shen Qingzhuo turned his face and shouted: "The wound! The wound will collapse!"

Xiao Shen didn't care, pinched the delicate and lovely jaw, took the opportunity to bite the parted lips, and fed his fiery tongue into it.

When Shen Qingzhuo came back to his senses, he was hugged and kissed face to face by the young man, and the running horse also slowed down.

The hot kiss continued to fall on the tip of the crimson ear, Xiao Shen tightened his arms, and laughed hoarsely: "Sir, do you want to try it, right away..."

The tip of Bo Hong's ear was bleeding red in an instant, Shen Qingzhuo resisted him in shame and fear, "Don't mess around, if the wound is opened, should we go back to Beijing?"

Xiao Shen pestered him relentlessly, "The big hole is blocked, how can it be so easy to open again?"

"Xiaoqi, don't act foolishly just because you are young and strong..." Shen Qingzhuo tried hard to avoid the eager kiss, and lowered his voice, "Qilang, shall we get off the horse to watch the sunset?"

The call of "Qilang" made Xiao Shen's muscles go limp in an instant, and he finally let him go.

The two dismounted and walked on the pasture hand in hand.

Youbei Grassland is flat and vast, and the distant sky is like a flame-like sunset, covering the green land with a layer of colorful clothes.When the strong wind crosses the pasture, the green grass surges like waves, and the scenery in front of you is picturesque.

This is the fertile grassland that many frontier tribes have desperately fought for throughout the ages.

As he was walking, Xiao Shen suddenly stopped, and lay down on the deep grass in a big shape, "Try lying down, sir, it's very comfortable."

Shen Qingzhuo hesitated for a moment, then lay down as promised.

The afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled generously, he turned his face and looked at the handsome face that was close at hand.

Xiao Shen also looked at him, and soon couldn't help but leaned over and kissed his husband softly.

Shen Qingzhuo's eyes were slightly closed, and when he was enjoying the rare warmth and tranquility, he was suddenly pulled and rolled onto the young man.

He quickly supported the grass with his hands, not daring to get down on the ground, "Xiao Qi, what's wrong?"

Xiao Shen raised his head and bit his lower lip, and smiled vaguely.

The sun gradually sank below the North Dome Mountains.

"Qingqing, my dear Qingqing, open your eyes and take a look at the beautiful scenery of the grassland..." Xiao Shen kissed the trembling thin eyelids, and insisted on telling him to open his closed eyes.

The eyelashes like crow feathers fluttered open, and then closed again quickly, "Xiao Qi, I want to go, go home..."

"Sir, if you say something nice, I'll take you home."

"Qilang, Shen...what's your name..."

"I'm called Mr. Xianggong..." Xiao Shen smiled wickedly as the fiery kisses filled the air, "Sir, I want to say, Mr. Xianggong, I beg you to take Qingqing home."

Shen Qingzhuo couldn't cry out, but as the night got thicker, he could only beg in a low voice: "Good husband, please take Qingqing home..."

The sky sits on the ground, as you wish.

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At the end of March, the spring was just right, and the holy master led the army back to the court.

The gate of the city was wide open, and the people in the city lined up and cheered, just to see the face of the current saint, Long Yan.

Finally, the sound of rumbling horseshoes sounded from far and near, and thousands of troops and horses stirred up dust flying all over the sky, which seemed to shake the entire road and the hearts of the people.

In the lead is a tall and heroic black war horse, and the young emperor is dressed in golden armor, enveloping his innate dignity and majesty.The heavy helmet hides the face of the saint, only those exposed black eyes are dark and sharp, revealing a cold and murderous air, which makes people involuntarily submit to the emperor's power.

And no one knew that sitting in the carriage behind the emperor was the most expensive Tai Tuo of the dynasty, and occasionally when the wind blew through the curtain, one could vaguely glimpse the appearance of a heavenly man.

Among the people who knelt down to greet him, some people boldly raised their eyes secretly, and at a glance, they lost their minds immediately.

The emperor rode his horse and rode to the gate of Shenwu. The civil and military officials of the Manchu dynasty had already been waiting in front of the city gate. When they heard the news, they all knelt down and shouted long live: "Welcome to the triumphant return of the emperor! Long live, long live, long live, my emperor——"

Xiao Shen raised his hand to signal all the officials to get down, jumped off the horse in a sassy manner, and then walked to the carriage behind him, "Sir, we are here."

A jade-white slender hand lifted the curtain, and under the eyes of everyone, the Holy One carefully helped the emperor to get off the carriage.

Afterwards, the emperor and the emperor's teacher returned to the palace surrounded by civil and military officials.

After returning to the palace, the sage rewarded the three armies with rewards based on meritorious deeds. He also appointed Shen Fenglan, the great general of Shenwu, as the northern king of the small town.

Half a month later, news came from Youbei that King Zhenbei had passed away.

When Shen Qingzhuo received the letter from the family, he was reprimanding the young emperor in the imperial study. After hastily scanning the contents of the letter from the family, he suddenly lost his strength and supported the desk.

"Sir?" Xiao Shen hastily put down the memorial, walked around the desk to support Mr.'s shoulder, "What happened?"

Shen Qingzhuo calmed down, and whispered back: "Father is gone."

Xiao Shen silently embraced Mr. into his arms, let him lean on him, and said hesitantly, "Sir...do you want to go back to Youbei for the funeral?"

"Forget it." Shen Qingzhuo raised his hand to hug him back, "When I rush to Youbei, the funeral will be over long ago."

To be able to see his father for the last time in this life has fulfilled his wish.

Xiao Shen secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but continued to comfort him: "If Mister still wants to go back to Youbei in the future, I will go back with Mister."

Shen Qingzhuo stopped talking and closed his eyes in his arms.

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In the next six months, the imperial court issued a decree on the development of commercial trade, and began to concentrate human and financial resources on the development of livelihood projects.

The official roads were repaired to make the roads of Dayong extend in all directions, the canals were opened, water transport was able to flourish, water conservancy projects were built to control drought and flood prevention, and at the same time, high-yield and drought-tolerant crops were vigorously promoted.

Every pile and every piece is actually working for the well-being of the people.

After autumn, the Holy One ushered in his 20th birthday.

At this time, the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty remembered that this young emperor who had swept the border with a thunderbolt within two years of ascending the throne and transformed the Dayong Dynasty had not yet reached the crown this year.

Just as the courtiers were discussing how to arrange the grandeur of the Holy Majesty's birthday, the Holy Majesty was racking his brains trying to get into the Taifu's room.

"Sir, sir!" Xiao Shen slammed on the window vigorously and shouted loudly, "Sir, open the window and let me in!"

The room was silent.

Xiao Shen became anxious, turned around and shouted: "Xiang Chen, is sir in the room?"

Wait, sir, didn't you sneak away again while he wasn't looking?

His handsome face sank instantly, and he gritted his teeth in his heart thinking, if the husband dares to run again, this time he must catch him back and lock him up firmly...

"Master is in the room." Xiang Chen jumped down holding the sword, "I didn't come out after dinner."

Xiao Shen frowned, "Then why didn't you let me in?"

"Probably..." Xiang Chen seemed hesitant to speak.

"What did you say?" Xiao Shen was about to ask, but he heard the door open with a creak.

He ran to the door with lightning speed, "Mister finally opened the door!"

Shen Qingzhuo stared at him angrily, "Why don't I open the door, don't you have any idea?"

"What's the matter, what did I do wrong again..." Xiao Shen asked aggrievedly, and squeezed in calmly, "Could it be because that night——"

The door was still open, and Shen Qingzhuo was afraid that he would be speechless, so he rushed forward and covered his mouth, "Don't say anything!"

Xiao Shen rascally kissed his tender palm, and said with a soft smile: "Sir, don't be angry, at worst, I will let you bully me back..."

Shen Qingzhuo was angry and ashamed, kicked the door of the room hard, and walked in with his hands, "The majestic lord of a country steals people's windows every day, and spreads out to see where you put your face?"

"Turning through Mr.'s window, how can it be called stealing?" Xiao Shen replied eloquently, and then rubbed behind Mr., "Sir, my 20th birthday is coming soon, what birthday gift does Mr. want to give me?"

Shen Qingzhuo was softened by his rubbing, and cursed in a low voice: "I'll give you a slap in the face."

"A big ear scraper, how is it enough?" Xiao Shen kissed the sensitive ear tip, and took advantage of the opportunity to hold his slender hand and greeted his face, "After the ear scraper, can I ask for a birthday gift?"

Shen Qingzhuo completely limp in his arms, "What do you want?"

Xiao Shen hugged Mr. tightly, touching the smooth and cool skin back and forth with his fingertips, but his tone couldn't be more serious, "Mr. knows best what I want."

Shen Qingzhuo took a breath, turned around from his arms, and faced him.

Xiao Shen was full of expectation: "Sir?"

"Think about it, Qilang." Shen Qingzhuo looked into those deep and affectionate black eyes, and said in a serious tone, "I have never been the kind of broad-minded person. If I identify with someone, I will not tolerate sharing the slightest bit with others. .If you fail me in the future, I will definitely not let you go easily."

Xiao Shen's eyes not only did not have fear and hesitation, but were filled with ecstasy, "I wish for it!"

"With me, you can't have Sannomiya Sixin."

"Qingqing is stunning, what Sangong and Sixth Court do you want?"

"With me, you cannot have children."

"Sir taught me to love the people like children, and all the people in this world are our descendants."

Shen Qingzhuo laughed: "You are quite good at comforting yourself."

Xiao Shen's eyes flickered, and suddenly he knelt down on one knee, begging solemnly and piously: "Sir, marry me, and share with me the world of Great Yong and the prosperity of the dragon."

Shen Qingzhuo lowered his eyes and said with a smile: "Sir, I don't want to be a demon concubine described by a historian who will bring disaster to the country and the people."

Xiao Shen took his hand and kissed it, then he made the best choice: "Then... would you marry me, sir?"

At this moment, fireworks burst out of the window.

Under the reflection of the extremely gorgeous fireworks, Shen Qingzhuo said softly: "The moonlight tonight is beautiful."

Xiao Shen was slightly startled: "What?"

Shen Qingzhuo helped him up, and took the initiative to kiss his lover's thin lips, "I love you too."

The moonlight is just right tonight, and lovers will finally get married.

The author has something to say:

It's over!Thank you very much, dear readers, for being with me all the way, I love you Manman as always~

Fanwai is currently planning to have a big marriage, a mandatory line in the past life, and a parallel line in the modern era. If there is anything else the wives want to watch, you can tell me in the comments!

Finally, I will push another ancient pre-acquisition, "I ran away after the scumbag of the demon king", if you are interested, you can bookmark it~

Since she was born, Shen Yanxi has been the young son of the fairy family who is surrounded by stars.

He is extremely talented, and he is a rare immortal cultivator who is rare in ten thousand years. At the age of only 17, he wielded the Fengyue Sword and singled out the eight major sects of immortal cultivation, becoming famous in one battle.

That year, he went down the mountain and met a handsome Leng Mei. After stalking her for a while, he put on his belt and ran away.

Three years later, the demon king was born, and he defeated the eight major sects of cultivating immortals overnight, causing disaster to the world.

The family of Xianmen is struggling to survive, and they urgently launch Shen Yanxi to fight against the devil.

Shen Yanxi took up the sword to fight, and took a closer look, huh!

Isn't this the cold beauty he accidentally scumbag a few years ago?

And the big devil who made Xianmen fearful, stared at him with red eyes: Do you know how long I have been looking for you?

Shen Yanxi retracted her sword and looked up at the sky: Beauty, you seem to have misunderstood the person...

The genius of the sky, the fairy son shou × cool, crazy, infatuated, easy to coax the devil to attack

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