reincarnated as king

On the clear blue sea, under the clear sky, a light mast and fast sail broke through the waves, splashing the blue waves.Behind it, several large ships that were several times its size were closely attached, and the distance between the two kept getting closer.Seeing that the small boat in front was about to be chased away, the sea suddenly darkened, and a storm gradually rose.

The sky changed as it said it would, and in a blink of an eye there was a gust of wind and a shower of rain, and the sea changed from calm as a mirror to surging waves, causing people and things on the deck to shake.

"Enough, it's almost within range, let's fire." Among the several large ships that were chasing closely, a man in a robe stood on the side of a ship covered with iron, looking at the distance between the weather and the front , issued an order.

"My lord, didn't you tell me to catch as many alive as possible?" The man standing beside him asked hesitantly, his mustache swaying slightly.

"Are you the captain of the Dingxun, or am I the captain of the Dingxun?" The commander blew his beard and glared at him: "Hurry up and get rid of the deserters of the Guli royal family, so we can go back and return! Pass my order , Fire the cannon!"

Mustache opened his mouth and closed it again.To be honest, after soaking in the sea for a whole year, although I often go ashore for supplies, I miss Middle Earth a little.The natives in southern Xinjiang also have some ships, although they are fast, they are really unbeatable.Like this ship, which played hide-and-seek with them at sea for several months, it was still caught.As for the harassment of those wandering soldiers on land, a few incendiary bombs passed by, and thousands of trees instantly turned into a sea of ​​flames... Later, this trick was no longer used.It is said that the murder is too heavy, there may be ominous, mentioning that scene, even some veterans turn pale.

However, in the eyes of Xiao Huzi, killing is the second most important thing. After all, such a thing that can turn thousands of miles into a sea of ​​​​flames with one shot is better left as a deterrent.Moreover, I heard that after that trial launch, General Murong specially issued an "incrimination letter", and the imperial decree sent back also fined him half a year's salary.There is also a sentence in the imperial decree, "The forests in southern Xinjiang are of extraordinary value, and you will burn them all with one fire, and you will not lose money." According to the soldiers, Lord Murongde's expression at that moment was very exciting.

After the incendiary bombs were used against Nagul along the Huajiang Estuary, the strength of the local resistance suddenly decreased a lot.Perhaps in the words of the captain of the Dingkun, "Hit hard, and help the hozen learn to behave"...

Mustache withdrew his thoughts and looked at the small boat fluttering in the wind and rain in front of him, and the white flag that had been raised, but the gunfire around him didn't stop at all, hitting the ship one after another as if he didn't see it.Big waves turned up, and water rushed into the bilge of the boat from the breach.Across the sound of the rushing rain, the shouts and cries not far away were not heard at all. The struggling figures and the overturned boats made people feel as if they were watching a pantomime... In less than two sticks of incense, there were only A few pieces of driftwood remained, and there was no sign of the boat just now.

"Return trip!" The captain of the Dingxun waved his hand and shouted loudly.

When the bow turned around, a ray of sunlight pierced through the dark clouds and cleared away the haze. The mustache squinted his eyes, watching the bright sunny day with no clouds in the blink of an eye, catching the cloudless sun that was handed to him at an unknown time. A bag of wine.Soldiers have never been bored, because my hometown is far away.

In August of the fourth year of Qianning, the Guli rebellion was suppressed, and the Nanyang Navy reported frequent successes.In September, Dasheng returned to the country, and the Dajin signed a vassal agreement with dozens of large tribes in southern Xinjiang and Nanban, demanding to raise funds for war reparations.Due to the extinction of the Guli royal family, the Nanyang Guli military base was established, and the navy was stationed in the harbor all year round.

In the same year, Bei Gongdi announced that since the fifth year of Qianning, southern Xinjiang will be included in the scope of Youyi immigration.

In the Wanxin Garden in the capital, there is an endless stream of people coming and going.Today, Beigong Di invited all civil and military officials to hold a banquet here to congratulate the soldiers who returned from Nanyang. The protagonist is sitting beside the highest emperor's seat.

Murong De took off his military uniform and put on the ceremonial robes of the children of the aristocratic family. He looked gentle and handsome, which made many girls who secretly knocked on him blush.Bei Gongdi asked Murongde a question with a faint smile, the corners of his lips slightly curled up, showing his complacency.

"The prince is here!" After a burst of communication, the young man in bright yellow came over, bowed to Bei Gongdi, turned his head to see Murong De, and said with a smile: "This is our new Ann Nanbo? Gu Chang I heard from Qiu Yuan that your military strategy is extraordinary."

Murong De hurriedly saluted and said: "I don't dare to be a humble minister! Your Highness is too famous." He was dressed in a moon-white gown, with a handsome demeanor, and Bei Gong Yuming couldn't help but nodded in appreciation, and said: "You will return to the South soon , this time back to Beijing, why not reminisce about the old days with Qiu Yuan, I just heard that you are in the same year."

Murong Bo agreed with a smile.

Beigong Yuming sat on the prince's seat set up next to the emperor's seat.At the beginning of the fourth year of Qianning, Bei Gongdi suddenly ordered the prince to go to the court together and participate in political affairs.For a while, the "dispossessed queen storm" flying all over the sky suddenly disappeared - Bei Gongdi said clearly that if the prince does not move, the queen will naturally not move.

Someone suggested to Bei Gongdi that there should be a talent show, and tactfully expressed that His Majesty's heirs were not abundant. After a few days, Bei Gongdi transferred all these people to the north... After that, no one mentioned the harem anymore.

The banquet soon entered the time when the generals were fighting for wine, and Bei Gongdi and the prince withdrew from the banquet at some point, leaving behind the noisy guests who had already let go of the wine.

The privy envoy Bai Feng squeezed in front of Murong De's seat, and said: "Murong, you are a good boy, you have greatly grown the face of my great Jin warrior, here, I will offer you a toast!" Murong De drank it without changing his face, and smiled meaning unchanged.

Bai Feng raised his eyes in surprise: "Good boy, that's fine! Have another drink!" Everyone booed, Murong De's face flushed a little, and he drank another glass.

"One more drink!" "Come again!"... I don't know how long it took, everyone was already staggering, only Murong De sat on the seat with a calm expression.Just at this time, a young man hurriedly walked to the side of the table, he was slightly taken aback when he saw this, and he couldn't laugh or cry: "Your Highness asked me to pick you up earlier. Naping, you are amazing." He sighed in admiration , stepped over the crowd and came to Murong De's side.

"A chance," Murong De suddenly reached out and grabbed him, looking straight at Qiu Yuan with his beautiful eyes, "How are you doing recently? Do you like the coral tree I brought from the South China Sea?"

Qiu Yuan was taken aback by his gaze, and when he came back to his senses, his face turned red and he was secretly annoyed. "Last year, I was transferred to Zhan's office in the East Palace to teach the prince. There is no one else. Do you want hangover soup?" He quickly glanced at Murong De's drunken eyes that were misty and watery, and looked away.

"Where's Zhou Ying?" Murong De was pulled up by him, and half hung on his body, "I still remember that the three of us were in the same class, parading with hairpin flowers..." He babbled, recalling the past in a whisper Coming towards him, Qiu Yuan didn't respond to him, he concentrated on looking at the road and walked steadily.

At this moment, Zhou Ying, who was being talked about by Murong De, was in a sheepskin tent, tied up like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, and two Di warriors threw him heavily on the carpet.

Zhou Ying raised her head, with an angry and terrified expression on her swarthy face, she kept shouting, "Don't catch me——I'm a traveling businessman from the Anyuan Tea Shop in Pingzhou! We are the one who owns [-]% of the tea supply in Qingyuan Grassland. Merchant!"

A chuckle came from the tall chief seat in the center of the tent, and in an instant, a golden scimitar was clasped around Zhou Ying's neck.A middle-aged man with big earrings and braided hair was quite close, with a malicious smile on his face.Zhou Ying's face was as white as paper, as if caught by the sharp cold light, she tried her best to tilt her neck back.

The middle-aged man said softly, as if in love, in Di language: "Call, why don't you say it!" Seeing Zhou Ying's trembling look, the blade slashed across his beard and cheek, and stopped right in front of his eyes.Zhou Ying backed away with all her strength, looking terrified, and there was a burst of laughter from the warriors standing around.

However, Zhou Ying seemed to be stimulated by the contemptuous laughter, her face flushed and she shouted again: "You can't catch me..." The knife light approached a little, and he quickly closed his mouth again.

The middle-aged man seemed to have had enough fun, so he withdrew his saber in dissatisfaction. While playing with the saber that cut iron like mud, he asked in Dajin official dialect: "Anyuan Tea House has always been doing business in Qingyuan Grassland. Come to our Tianlan?" Zhou Ying flinched again with his cool smile.

"Yongzhou Forbidden Pass, I had to borrow the way from Heizhou and go west to Qingyuan via Tianlan. Your Majesty, I'm just a tea merchant, please let me go." Zhou Ying said tremblingly, and finally showed a weeping and begging expression.

A soldier quickly came to the man, lowered his voice and said in Di language: "Wang, the horses are carrying the best Pingzhou high mountain Yunwu tea, which weighs dozens of catties, and has a complete range. Anyuan Trading Company was also searched." The customs clearance documents..."

The middle-aged man returned to the main seat. Under Zhou Ying's uneasy look, he suddenly withdrew his smile: "Lie! I just caught a businessman from Anyuan Tea Shop a few days ago."

Zhou Ying froze, clenched her hands behind her back tightly, her face was blank, and then she yelled, "Impossible, my lord, I am responsible for the company's goods this year, that person must be a fake! Caomin dare not deceive you!"

The middle-aged man showed an impatient expression: "Drag it on, it will be cut like the last one."

"Forgive me, I really belong to a commercial firm. Your Majesty, if you withhold tea, the Qingyuan Tribe will be angry! Your Majesty, please forgive me!" Zhou Ying, who was dragged out by two warriors by her shoulders, shouted loudly, her feet kicking wildly. , tears running down his unshaven face.

Seeing that Zhou Ying was about to be dragged out of the tent and become a dead soul under the knife, a cold voice came from the chief seat: "Wait."

Zhou Ying, who escaped from death, collapsed on the ground, her eyes full of fear eagerly looked at the middle-aged man who approached again, only to see him squinting his eyes to size him up for a while, and said, "Spare him first."

Zhou Ying was thrown into a dilapidated tent by the warriors, he excused himself, the two untied him, and stood guard outside the tent with disgusted faces.Zhou Ying immediately began to rummage through the tent, and sure enough, she found a white tunic somewhere. While looking around, he quickly took off his undershirt and put on this one. The warrior at the door seemed to hear the sound and immediately asked: :"What are you doing?"

"Master Jun, I'm looking for toilet paper." Zhou Ying pretended to be embarrassed.While putting on the untied clothes, put the changed clothes back in place.There was a sound of cursing at the door, and a corner of the curtain was lifted, and a few dried long leaves were thrown in.Seeing this, Zhou Ying grinned, patted her chest with her hands, and thought to herself: Master Fang Jingxuan is not only a great Confucian respected by thousands of people, but also can predict things like a god, which is truly unparalleled in strategy!This group of Di people tried again and again, and they must have believed my identity this time, and it was not in vain for me to pretend to be a tea merchant and sell tea on the grassland for half a year...