Rong Xian's domineering dictatorship directly went to war with the two countries. At first, Rong Guo's officials only had one sentence: nonsense.
But the resources sent to the army were completely brought out by Rong Xian from the secret realm. It can be said that she can use it however she wants.
One person raised the entire army, and in the end, he didn’t fight much, so he brought back ten counties first. Although it was a bit of a joke, it could be said that the two countries had been offended, but the incident had already happened, and everyone could only hold their noses. admit.
It was not until the veterans such as Duke Yu and the others put on their armors and headed to the battlefield, they finally realized that this was not a decision made by His Majesty on a whim, nor could it be decided by His Majesty alone.
That's what all the people want to do.
Looking up at the Jinyun Jinlong of Qiyun, who has a fierce civil war in the Air Yunyun Sea in Qianjing, no one has anything to say.
They cannot violate the monarch's orders, nor can they ignore the voices of the people.
One can only bite the bullet and help His Majesty clean up the mess and handle the internal affairs.
Two days passed quickly, Rong Xian leaned lazily on the dragon chair, and Doctor Jian closed his eyes tightly, so that he could not see.
He was tired just staring at His Majesty these two days, and even though His Majesty had a good temper, he didn't get angry after staring at him for so long.
After Kong Shisan knew the advance and retreat, Rong Xian's life was much more comfortable.
She used to be leaning on well, but now she's just half-lying.
Those pure eyes were slightly closed, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he had fallen asleep and was sitting on a sweet dream.
The prime minister, who was discussing state affairs below, couldn't help but glanced upwards one after another. In the end, he couldn't hold back. With a wave of his sleeves, he took out a table and a few chairs from the storage ring and placed them in the hall.
Seeing this scene, the ministers suddenly squinted, and all of them wentssip in their hearts.
The Prime Minister is not used to His Majesty's blatant look.
"The captain, the censor, and the great scholar, come and sit." Prime Minister Ye Cheng beckoned to Hua Kun as he greeted him.
Hua Kun, who was standing beside the dragon chair, pointed to himself, and the captain nodded.
Hua Kun secretly glanced at His Majesty, then walked down lightly and whispered, "What is the Prime Minister talking about?"
Ye Wenchun said righteously: "Ask someone to bring a pot of tea, and I want to discuss with my colleagues how to face the retaliation of Zhao and Jiang."
Hua Kun: Ah bah! This question has obviously been addressed.
Hua Kun snorted, but still walked outside the hall and called the little eunuch to serve tea.
After the tea was served, Ye Wenchun unceremoniously added a few cups of tea to several people and sat on the chair, looking very comfortable.
On the dragon chair, Rong Xian closed her eyes and did not move. She knew that Prime Minister Ye was childish with her, but such a generous emperor would of course tolerate the occasional petty willfulness of her subjects.
Her consciousness fell on the golden dragon of luck in the sky above Qianjing, and the golden dragon lying in the sea of clouds of fortune opened its dragon eyes.
The armor on its body did not disappear, but firmly covered its scales.
Rong Xian's consciousness had entered Jinlong's body, and there was a trance and pain in her consciousness. Countless voices and anger and resentment directly impacted her consciousness.
"It turned out to be the voice of the common people." Rong Xian rubbed her forehead and said in surprise.
She didn't expect that the war with Bei Zhao and Xijiang would awaken the blood in the bones of the people of Rong country.
Their anger and anger, all turned into energy condensed into armor to protect the golden dragon.
Their only hope was that the Golden Dragon would bring them victory, a relief from the pain of being oppressed and the despair of watching their most revered emperor slowly die.
Rong Xian's eyes flashed with golden light, and a small dragon groaned in her consciousness. All the voices instantly turned into a ball of energy, which was swallowed by the little dragon.
She consciously manipulated the golden dragon, the golden dragon hovering above the Tianzhu, and a pair of majestic dragon eyes looked around the entire country of Rong.
As far as the eye can see, the little golden dragons who stick to the place rushed into the void to respond.
The whole world was displayed in Rong Xian's eyes, without any concealment.
Suddenly, her eyes stopped in the slightly remote but chaotic Lianshi County.
Jinlong's eyes darkened, and its figure rushed towards Huangshi County.
In Ranshi County, Rong Yu had a big hole in his chest. He lay on the ground and looked at the man standing in front of him with dim eyes.
"Liu Xi, you betrayed the teacher." Rong Yu's voice gradually weakened.
From a few months ago, Rong Yu and the people who visited Si and Liu Xi cooperated with each other, and slowly brought down the five sects.
Seeing the Master returning to the imperial court, he will also give the five sects the final blow.
Unexpectedly, Liu Xi, who was on the same boat with them, betrayed them.
Rong Yu smiled bitterly, because he was used to it, and he really felt relieved about Liu Xi.
He should have been aware of the problem since he thought of a way to separate Qinghong and Zhou Chen.
No, no, maybe sooner.
No matter how much he suppressed the five sects, the five sects gave him the feeling that they were lingering, giving him a feeling that as long as they continued to suppress them, they would not be able to hold on.
Now that I think about it, this is simply an illusion.
It was an illusion created by the man in front of him and the people of the five sects.
Liu Xi looked at Rong Yu expressionlessly, and his voice could not express the sadness: "You don't have to be sad, I will kill you, and I will die. Emperor Xu will not let my wife go, and we will give it to you. You are buried with you, and you are enough."
"You are not qualified." An indifferent and cold voice suddenly came out.
Liu Xi's face changed greatly, Rong Yu looked overjoyed, and hurriedly looked sideways.
I saw Rong Xian wearing a deep and majestic dragon robe, and the bead on top of her head made her face looming.
She put her hands into her sleeves and stood not far away, not far or near, as if she had always been there.
But Liu Xi knew it wasn't.
Where Emperor Ruoxu was from the beginning, Rong Yu would never hurt him.
"Xu, Emperor." Liu Xi shouted in a hoarse voice.
Rong Xian didn't even look at him, her eyes fell on Rong Yu, whose vitality was rapidly passing.
Looking at the hole in her chest, blood flowed all over the floor, Rong Xian's pupils shrank suddenly, and then quickly returned to normal, without any trace.
"Yu'er." Rong Xian sighed lightly and said, "But you are dying after more than a month, it really makes me sad."
She walked towards Rong Yu unhurriedly, with a calm attitude that showed no sign of caring about Rong Yu.
Liu Xi stared at Rong Xian, but did not find the slightest loophole.
He had to admit that Emperor Xu was the most terrifying enemy he had ever seen.
Liu Xi's hands trembled a little, Emperor Xu is here, what about Taling
Rong Xian didn't even give Liu Xi a glance, and Liu Xi didn't dare to move while standing there.
Rong Xian squatted down gently, the long skirt of the dragon robe was spread on the ground, stained with Rong Yu's blood, she seemed unaware, reached out and gently pressed the wound on Rong Yu's chest, softly asked: "Does it hurt?"
Rong Yu grinned like a fool: "It doesn't hurt, teacher..."
"Call me aunt." Rong Xian said softly.
Rong Yu's expression froze completely.
Rong Yu: I think I might be cold!!! ∑(Дノ)ノ
(End of this chapter)