Chapter 1209 1209: The Eighth Year of Yuanhuang (Part 2) [Please ask for monthly votes]


    Fighting is impossible.


    Therefore, the censors who were deceived and accidentally eaten by Qi Shan became the only victims of this incident. The people from the Censorate once saw Qi Shan walking around the wall, for fear that the other party would find a biochemical killing weapon that could poison people from their sleeves! Life is worse than death!


    Spring goes and autumn comes, and cold comes and summer comes.


    Another year in the world.


    In the blink of an eye, time flowed smoothly to the eighth year of Yuanhuang.


    An uninvited guest came to Chen Tang''s palace.


    "Which mud are you rolling back from?"


    He spoke politely, and all the guards appeared in secret, surrounded Chen Tang who bent down to scoop water to wash his feet, and drew his knife to face the uninvited guest. Chen Tang threw the wooden ladle back into the water and waved his hand to signal the guards to retreat: "You don''t have to pay attention to this person."


    The guard received the news and hid back to his original place in an orderly manner.


    The uninvited guest sneered and commented: "A group of mobs."


    Is this strength still trying to compete with myself?


    Chen Tang said angrily: "They are still young and cannot compare to you in your 200s. There must be a limit for shamelessness. This is my palace. You can send people a message next time you come. If you say you come, just leave. Be careful that I will lift your ashes!"


    The uninvited guest did not feel at ease with Chen Tang''s words. As an inhuman, he has long since no such thing as a heart.


    "Uncle asked me to ask you, when will you do it?"


    The skeleton in front of me was Wei Cheng.


    Chen Tang pretended to be deaf and dumb: "What to do?"


    Wei Cheng knew she was intentional and still reminded: "You don''t have much time left, the world is only the northwest in your hands."


    The last time the war broke out was to use troops against Zhenguo.


    Wei Cheng''s uncle and nephew thought Chen Tang would continue to move troops to the southwest or central region while he was motivated. Unexpectedly, he had no intention of extorting a circle of small countries, and he would have won the benefits and stop satisfied. Until the eighth year of Yuanhuang, there was no war!


    Chen Tang: "What''s the hurry? It''s not half an hour since the end of this year''s diary. War is important, and having enough food is important."


    Food is the most important thing for people.


    With today''s productivity, it is still highly dependent on land output, and spring plowing is naturally a top-notch event. The rituals in Chen Tang''s mouth were the words of "Tiantian" before the spring plowing. The king and civil and military officials worked together to cultivate the trays and whip them. Chen Tang held the plows and held the whip, and the officials were responsible for sowing the seeds and worshiped the Spring God for a good year. Generally, a few pieces of farming are symbolically plowed, and as long as they are in place, they can use this to tell the people of Kangguo that they attach importance to farming, and most of the land is handled by specialized farmland leaders.


    But Chen Tang is a strange flower.


    She led all civil and military officials to pack up all the thousand acres of land, and then divided the pasta made from the crops produced in the last year into several parts, and rewarded part to the civil and military ministers, hoping that they would remember that "every grain is hard-working", continue to uphold the fine style of frugality, simplicity and integrity, and reward part to the farmers who came to watch the ceremony, thanking them for working with their hands to support Kang Guo.


    The rest are included in the warehouse for charity and relief.


    These things began since the Heyin period.


    Persistence until now the eighth year of Yuanhuang.


    Wei Cheng looked at Chen Tang who bent down and worked all day and was covered in fishy weather, and suddenly felt like he was hitting his fist on cotton.


    He said annoyedly: "What, I''m still wrong?"


    It’s really [the emperor is not in a hurry and the **** is in a hurry]!


    Chen Tang did not want to anger Wei Cheng, and comforted him, "Wei Chehou was naturally not wrong, but in war, it also pays attention to the right time, place, and people. Only by gathering all three can you defeat the attack and win the battle, and you will not lose any defeat."


    Wei Cheng didn''t use this trick at all, and he said disgusted: "Don''t drop the book bag with me. If you believe in military books, it''s better not to believe it. Who is following the military books in the war?"


    Lao Deng said so, Chen Tang simply shut up the wheat.


    Wei Cheng’s uncle and Chen Tang have different positions. The relationship between the two sides is not very good, and there are few topics to discuss together. Chen Tang closed the wheat, and Wei Cheng could only silence. The atmosphere was so awkward that the secret guards wanted to hold their breath and **** their feet. In the end, Wei Cheng couldn''t hold back his anger first, and in a few breaths, he made eight hundred small moves: "You, you-oh, Kang Guo is also very good."


    Chen Tang was finally willing to give him a look.


    "It''s rare, it''s good to let Wei Chehou say something..."


    She swore that she was not sarcastic, but it added a sarcasm to Wei Cheng''s ears. The flames in her eyes also pounded, and the color showed a bit of danger and deepness. He said in a deep voice: "It''s very similar to the future I imagined with the first lord."


    Kill through this turbid and chaotic world, and then the darkness is dawn.


    How many old friends back then had this idea?


    It’s a pity that the peaceful and prosperous times only stay at the illusory level of imagination. I have never seen it with my own eyes, and I feel regretful for life.


    Kang Guo seemed to have concreted this imagination.


    Get rich and well-don’t pick up any leave of absence on the road.


    Eastern and east, lined up front and back.


    My uncle has been trapped in Kangguo for several years and has self-inferior and has a calm mind. He occasionally sends his cultural energy to walk outside and has some breathing, which is inevitable to deal with Kangguo market. All of them are silent about food, clothing, housing and transportation.


    I recall that the Wei family was still suffering from hunger. Nowadays, the most ordinary people in the city have surplus food, and they are wearing coarse linen clothes without patches. Ordinary children can also go to local officials to read a few words. Widows, widows, widows, orphans and orphans have a basis...


    Wei Cheng was a little awkward and squeezed out a low voice.


    “…Uncle he… hope you can win…”


    [How unwilling to be such a grand scene is just a flash in the pan? 】


    Wei Lou knew that Chen Tang spent most of his energy and financial resources on governing Kangguo over the years. If it weren''t for this, how could there be earth-shaking changes in a few years? He has never seen anyone with great power, and can still stick to his original intentions as always, not arrogant, extravagant, not be happy with merit, and not abuse power... Occasionally, there are all kinds of messy scandals, which are just fabricated by the people and have no evidence.


    Just from the self-control that restrains desires—


    Chen Youli is indeed a god.


    But, this "god" should not forget the serious business!


    If the unification cannot be completed within a time limit, no matter how well the Kang Kingdom is managed and how prosperous it is, it will only become the afterglow of the sunset.


    Chen Tang was stunned for a moment, and his serious eyebrows eased: "I also know that time is tight, but I just have a chance."


    Or, there is one reason to attack!


    Wei Cheng rarely had an impatient attack: "I''m talking nonsense, what chance do you have? I might be able to give you some advice."


    After all, it was also the former leader of the Eternal Life Sect.


    Even though the current Immortality Cult has long been divided privately by major families in the southwest and seeking personal gain through doctrine, Wei Cheng can still do it if he wants to make trouble. For example, I issued an oracle to instigate believers with a certain status in the secular world to illegally invade the border of Kangguo. If it fails, I will randomly sacrifice a bad guy...


    With a handle, you can take advantage of the opportunity to attack and make the army famous.


    Chen Tang said, "What''s the hurry?"


    She took a sip of tea and said, "It''s already being arranged."


    Wei Cheng was so angry that he threw his sleeves away by Chen Tang''s temperament. Before leaving, he cursed: "Dog bite Lu Dongbin and doesn''t know the good people''s hearts!"


    The twenty-year-old Hou Che came to help, but she was not tactful!


    Chen Tang: “…”


    Looking at the direction where Wei Cheng disappeared, she pressed her eyebrows and vomited all her breath: "I''m quite impatient at such a young age."


    Doudu, 未分未—


    Chen Tang heard the sound of his wings flapping and flapping, and then something was in the rhythmic woodpecker window. She moved her heart, stood up and pushed the window open, and a blue bird jumped onto her fingertips, and then melted and stretched into a literary flower paper.


    The content of the flower note is only a few sentences.


    She looked southwest from afar and murmured to herself.


    "The wind is blowing, it''s the east wind."


    The spring is chilly and the young are killed.


    The weather has been repeated this spring, and winter has begun in half of the territory of Qi.


    The sudden drop in temperature made the already wet and dull dungeon even more chilled. The dark walls were covered with mold and moss, and the rotten haystacks left a few mottled spots on the ground. The woman in a thin spring shirt curled up in the corner, holding her knees with her hands and her forehead gently pressing against her knees.


    The door chain was opened.


    The metal touch made a crisp sound that broke the dark silence.


    This dungeon is low and cramped, and the door is open and cannot be filled with fresh air. The woman in the lead was wearing a gorgeous dress, followed by two jailers to help light the lights, and whispered from time to time to remind her to be careful of her feet. The woman said, "No need to serve here."


    The jailer looked embarrassed: "This, this won''t work..."


    The woman no longer forced her to hear this.


    The line of sight turned to the cell at the end.


    "Then you open the door, is that okay?"


    The prison guard did not dare to offend the famous people around the king, so he took out a bunch of keys and opened the door: "There is not much time, you can do it as soon as possible."


    The woman walked into the cell and called out: "Mrs. Cui—"


    The curled-up woman moved slightly, raised her head, revealing a haggard and pale face, her eyes were numb and unconscious, and she stared at the person who came for a while before she recognized the other person''s identity.


    The hoarse voice couldn''t hide its loss: "...it''s you."


    "yes…"


    The woman said weakly, "I thought it would be Cui Zhishan."


    "He can''t come now, but you can go out soon."


    Upon hearing this, the woman just shook her head, which was a little numb from the cold: "It doesn''t matter anymore, it doesn''t matter whether he comes or not."


    "You put on your body and take care of yourself first." The person who came shook the cold-proof clothes he brought, put them on the woman''s shoulders, and then used his literary spirit to warm her limbs, and said solemnly, "This time we were careless... Mei Jinghe''s good method! But this also proves that she has indeed been forced into a desperate situation..."


    With the continuous input of literary energy, Cui Hui could finally feel the already stiff and numb limbs. She tightened her cloak to leave this warmth: "Be careful to be careful about her... Be careful to force her to get over the wall and do something urgent... You can escape unstoppable, and I, an ordinary person, will suffer..."


    Cui Hui wanted to say something light and ease the atmosphere. A severe pain came from the depths of her mind, which made her eyes turn black.


    Difficult to stop, and cold sweat broke out.


    The person who came was angry and turned his head to question the prison guard.


    "Rareless! Who allows you to punish her?"


    The jailer was almost scared by the murderous aura that suddenly came, and Qiqi Aiai said: "This, this... the humble position is just to act on orders, everything is instructed by the superiors and ordered."


    My knees became weak and I almost couldn''t stand firmly and I knelt on the ground.


    Just when the prison guard thought that the noble man was going to start a massacre, the murderous aura came to an abrupt end. Cui Hui raised his hand and stroked the back of her hand: "He is just a **** under command. He is ordered to act, no wonder. It is said that he was punished, but in fact he is not injured."


    “There is no flesh injury, but—”


    The torture of the Spirit of Words mostly acts on the spiritual level.


    Physical tangible injuries can be cured with magic pills, but mentally invisible injuries are extremely difficult.


    There are only a few doctors with this ability in the world.


    The person who was sentenced will not care about the prisoner at all!


    Cui Hui lowered her eyelids: "I can''t die."


    As a chess piece used for gamble on the chessboard, Cui Hui knew how heavy the weight of this piece was.


    Mei Jinghe would not let her get into trouble easily.


    As for the previous punishment?


    The turbulent waves in Cui Hui''s eyes were completely restrained.


    When the heat is short, add wood to the fire.


    Mei Jinghe designed to capture herself, but she just wanted to use her chess piece to hit Cui and try the bottom line.


    The two sides have always restrained their anger when they confront each other.


    But this is not what Cui Hui wanted.


    How can it get out of control without fire?


    "After you go back, tell Cui Zhishan the truth about my situation." Cui Hui endured the endless numbness and dull pain from the depths of his mind and smiled miserably, "I also want to see how our calm head of Cui''s family will choose this time! How much do I have in his heart..."


    Miao Ne pursed her lips tightly: "Okay!"


    With Miao Ne''s assurance, Cui Hui''s tense heartstrings finally loosened, his consciousness gradually blurred, and his body became more and more heavy than ever before.


    Bang—


    There seems to be a loud crack in the door!


    "gram…"


    Immediately afterwards, a vague sound came from the sky.


    “Kewu…”


    The voice sounds a little familiar, it should be an acquaintance.


    Cui Hui tried hard to open her eyes, and her eyelids were as heavy as if they were filled with lead water. No matter how hard they tried, they did not move at all. The strong suffocation was accompanied by burning pain in the chest, bringing a terrifying experience of being close to death.


    "Kewu, wake up!"


    I don’t know how long it took, but my consciousness slowly recovered under the urging of noisy sounds. She opened a line of vain and a blurred figure appeared in her vision. It was this person''s tireless efforts to create noise.


    She said weakly: "Noisy...Shut up..."


    Cui Hui thought that her voice was very loud, but in fact it was not much louder than a mosquito, but this response was enough to inspire the man.


    "Kewu, I''ll take you home now!"


    A pair of powerful arms picked her up.


    Cui Hui subconsciously curled up in the familiar arms, letting herself fall asleep completely, and finally safe!


    She slept in a dim mood, but she didn''t know that the trouble was turning around outside. Cui Zhi, the head of the Cui family, led people to go to prison.


    Take away the prisoner Cui Hui and openly shelter him.


    "Cui Zhishan, you are openly despising the national law!" Mei Jinghe rushed over immediately after receiving the news. Seeing Cui Hui''s appearance of being punished, her heart was surging. Looking at Cui Zhi''s gloomy and fierce appearance, she immediately realized that she had been plotted against.


    Who instructed Cui Hui to punish him?


    "Shall the national law? Haha, what should I say about Mei Jinghe''s lynching without a conclusion?" Cui Zhi endured it and tried his best to restrain himself, "My surname is Mei, I won''t fight with you, but I will come to the door to calculate the details with you tomorrow!"


    A discerning person can see clearly, and this matter is difficult to deal with.


    The king of Qi State was in power for many years, and he raised the majesty of the person who was in power without anger and was arrogant: "Jinghe, is this what you promised to Gu? This time, not only did not touch Cui, but he made a family rebellious and advised you, and you must be held accountable."


    Mei Meng said: "Cui Shitun..."


    The king of the country asked sternly: "Where is the evidence? Do you still want to say that the evidence has been completely erased and there is no evidence at the moment! From beginning to end, Gu did not see the so-called evidence in your mouth. Do you think Gu is still a puppet you have to take power?"


    Plum dreams are like being struck by lightning.


    Cui Hui heard good news when she woke up.


    Mei Meng was demoted.


    She chuckled at Miao Ne: "Have you been promoted?"


    Miao Ne said: "The king also needs to explain the word "youhua."


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