A few days later, it was another year of spring ploughing. Every family in Lanyancheng was festooned with lanterns and festoons. People always hope that the blessings to heaven will be exchanged for the good weather in the new year, but they don’t know how the weather is beyond God’s control. It’s the planet’s rotation, the change of the earth, and the rise and fall of temperature, but none of this seems to be important. People still have to celebrate the Spring Plowing Festival, which is more like a habit.
In the early morning, Lin Muyu led all the generals of Longdan Camp and above, heading to Zetian Temple to participate in the etiquette of the imperial spring ploughing festival, just like in previous years.
There was a lively and extraordinary scene in the Zetian Hall. The officials congratulated each other and saluted each other, just like the Spring Festival. Lin Muyu couldn't help but sigh secretly, remembering that he also participated in the Spring Plowing Festival five years ago, when Qin Jin was still there, and now, the veterans have died one by one, and the empire has been replaced by the younger generation, and the wheel of history has not been taken care of. Anyone's unwillingness and unwillingness are just rolling according to time, crushing all vows and dreams.
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Soon after, Qin Yin and Tang Xiaoxi went to the temple side by side, and the ministers knelt down on one knee to salute, and the mountain called Long live.
Before the celebration, the head of Tianshu Pavilion, Ji Lin, walked forward tremblingly, picked up a scroll and read it: "In recent days, Tianshu Pavilion has collected two lower grade books, 23 local books, and 97 books. Lingshu, 214 personal books, this is a detailed catalog, please have a look at it."
After Qin Yin finished reading, he said cheerfully: "Master Ji Lin has worked hard, so... This afternoon, the Shangshufeng Jigui Guild of the Ministry of War personally led the Forbidden Army to pick up the books in the Tianshu Pavilion. All major legions use it as appropriate."
Ji Lin bowed his head and said: "Thank you for your grace!"
The Tianshu Pavilion has been established for a long time, and there can be hundreds of books from the ground, and all of them are handed over to the Ministry of War. This directly makes Feng Jixing feel like a big family in an instant!
Qin Yin’s appointment of him as the Shangshu of the Ministry of War is also in response to this desire. Once Feng Jixing becomes the Shangshu of the Ministry of War, he can control huge resources. At least the Longdan Camp and the Forbidden Army will never be aggrieved in the distribution of equipment and grain. Not only will he not be wronged, but he will also become a son and be taken care of.
When the celebration began, everyone came outside together. Qin Yin wore a gilt and dark purple robe, standing in the wind with her sideburns swaying, her beauty was unbelievably beautiful, she looked behind her from a distance, and said with a smile: "Xi Princess Yu, Commander Yu, come with me to take the bull and hold the plow!"
Tang Xiaoxi and Lin Muyu walked forward happily.
At this time, the deacon of the temple, Xuan Yuanhong, holding the edict, walked up to the platform and began to read the words of the female emperor’s Spring Plowing Festival. The cultivation of the holy heaven was contained in the voice, very loud, even a crowd of hundreds of meters away. The people can also hear it very real.
When Xuanyuanhong was reading the edict, Lin Muyu also put a plow on a cow, and then walked with the cow on a piece of land dug out by the Imperial Forest Army. Qin Yin and Tang Xiaoxi each held a plow on one side and followed Lin Muyu with a smile. wasteland.
In the distance, the common people, Shanhu Long live, knelt down in pieces.
The Qin family has dominated the mainland for 10,000 years. Compared with the cruelty of the uprising and the country, it is still kind to the people. This is also the reason why Qin Yin has been supported. Moreover, many people came for the beauty of the empress. Looking from a distance, that The fluttering beauties in white robes are like fairies descending to the earth, how can they not be excited.
Lin Muyu slowly led the bull on the road, and whispered: "The Demon Race is moving, and the Yu Shu of these days is constantly flying reports, saying that the Demon Race's armored demon army is constantly gathering in Winterfrost City, according to their troops. Speed, within a month, the demons will inevitably attack the steel walls in the Cangnan Province."
"Yeah." Qin Yin nodded slightly: "It's going to fight again."
Lin Muyu smiled slightly: "This time, let's fight for a battle to determine the universe!"
"Oh? Does Brother Ayu have such confidence?"
"Yes."
Lin Muyu looked up at the sky, and remembered the situation of checking the firing of the magic crystal cannon last night. Qin Ziling's bombing technology has been well studied by Qin Ziling. Every cannon can basically sound. The only shortcoming is the range, which is up to 500 meters. The miraculous effect can only be achieved when it is very close to the target, but there is no other way. The lack of technology can only improve slowly, but Lin Muyu has ordered Qin Ziling to cast the magic crystal cannon in batches. In the next battle, the magic crystal cannon will Build amazing work!
Qin Yin didn't know what Lin Muyu was thinking, but Li Guo smiled and said: "I don't care, anyway, I will personally supervise this battle, and I will conquer it myself."
"Oh?"
Lin Muyu squinted her eyes and stretched her spirit pulse technique to explore the flow of fighting energy in Qin Yin's body, only to find that it seemed that Qin Yin's cultivation was invisible. The power flowing in her body was not a pure king's fighting flame at all, but a kind of fighting spirit. A mysterious power that is several times stronger than the king Dou Yan-supernatural power! Could it be that Qin Yin stepped into the realm of God? It shouldn't be. He broke through and stepped into the realm of God at the age of 25. This is unprecedented. Qin Yin is not so good even if he is talented!
Seeing that Lin Muyu was investigating herself, Qin Yin chuckled: "Don't look, I'm only in the Holy King Realm, but... I am confident that I can win more than 30% against the gods!"
"Thirty percent is not enough, I don't care, anyway, I don't agree with you to ask for it."
"Huh, I'm going anyway, I don't care..."
Tang Xiaoxi's scalp was numb when he was in the audience: "Good fellow, your sisters are going to be wayward at the sacred celebration, okay, I don't care, anyway, I'm going to fight anyway."
From a distance, Feng Jixing folded his arms on his chest, looked at Lin Muyu, Qin Yin, and Tang Xiaoxi's plowing land, and suddenly hesitated.
Zhang Wei squinted his eyes and asked, "Commander, what's the matter?"
Feng Jixing nodded, his eyes gleaming with wisdom, and said: "I don't care, anyway, I am going to the Hualou for a drink tonight. Once the war starts, there will be no such opportunity."
Zhang Wei's body was shocked, and he didn't know what to say. The whole person was messed up in the wind.
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In the afternoon, Feng Jixing transported batches of celestial artifact embryos from the Tianshu Pavilion, making Liu Feng, Liu Ying, Ouyang Bao and others in Tianshu Pavilion distressed, but this is fate, and the scribes who settled in the Tianshu Pavilion are doomed It is just a tool for mass-produced celestial scriptures. The purpose of their existence is to write more and stronger celestial scriptures for the empire in exchange for the glory of marquis-grant nobles.
In the Shangshu Mansion of the Ministry of War, before Feng Jixing came in, he saw a group of familiar figures, including Lin Muyu, Wei Qiu, Situ Sen, etc., and he was carrying hundreds of dragon battalion cavalry.
"Ouch, this guy..."
Feng Jixing complained repeatedly: "He is waiting for me before I enter the door, how come there is such a person!"
Zhang Wei smiled: "He was originally this kind of person!"
Lin Muyu greeted him with a horse, and smiled: "Big Brother Feng, my good brother, I'm here to receive the celestial bookware embryo from Longdanying, look... Are my five carriages enough to pull?"
Feng Jixing's eyes widened: "There are only five cars in total, so you can just take them all away, and take my life away too!"
"Oh, you said these are too strange, then I'll take three cars."
"Come on less, you guys are pulling manure, one car per car? One car at most for you."
"That won't work, the Gentian Legion is the first legion bestowed by His Royal Highness. You want to send me a cart, at least two carts!"
"Absolutely not, dozens of legions from all over the empire are waiting to distribute the artifacts of the heavenly books, all of which are given to you, what can we do, at most we will give you a cart and a half!"
"It's a deal, and one and a half cars is one and a half cars and a half. I'll suffer a bit."
Lin Muyu got off the horse, opened the first carriage, reached out and grabbed a dagger, weighed it, and it was covered with sacred texts, and said with a smile: "This middle-grade book is good, accept it, oops... this top-grade land The book is also the best, I want it, and there is this best book, so many good things..."
Feng Jixing was trembling with anger: "Ayu, these supplies must be registered. You thought you were allowed to pick them out! Bratty boy, you put down the best book for me, it was my first look."
"Look at your stingy spirit, how did you become an admiral of the Ministry of War, so stingy should go to the Ministry of Housing and become a servant."
Lin Muyu saw that most of the carriage was written from the ground, spirit books, or even no human books at all. They were the best artifacts of a cart. He couldn't help stepping forward with a grin, grabbing the reins of the trailer's horse, and rushing forward. The soldier on the horse smiled and said, "Brother, come down."
Where did the soldier dare to say more: "Yes, Commander Yu!"
"Hey, what do you want to do, kid?" Feng Jixing's eyes widened.
Lin Muyu stood up and got into the carriage, smiling very brightly: "What else can you do, Brother Feng, you said, give me a car and a half of the heavenly books, I want all the heavenly books for this car, hehehe..."
"It's so beautiful for you, no, you come down to me."
"Stingy, I don't think you will call Feng Jixing or Feng Jixing in the future. Let's have a brotherhood. Could it be that the military supplies in this car are not worth it? You let go, I drove the horse away, don't you I can't afford to be hit."
"Boy, don't go!"
Feng Jixing wanted to say when, Lin Muyu had already galloped away, and disappeared from the Shangshu Mansion of the Ministry of War. There was no difference between receiving supplies here and Mingqiang.
Feng Jixing gritted his teeth with anger: "My heavenly book, brat, I'm so angry!"
At this time, Situ Xue stepped forward with a beautiful smile on his face, and said, "Leader of the wind, we still have half a cart of supplies in the Longdan Camp, do I have to pick it myself?"
"No, absolutely not!"
"The celestial scriptures on this carriage are all good. Come and unload half of it. We drove the carriage directly. The Ministry of Defense is rich and oily, not bad for this carriage." Situ Sen was already busy driving. Up.
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Not long afterwards, a car and a half of the embryonic books of the sky was snatched away.
Feng Jixing stood there lonely, heartbroken, feeling like a group of robbers had been encountered by the Ministry of War.
Luo Yu coughed and said, "Commander, what should I do now? Do I still need to register?"
"Registration..."
Feng Jixing gritted his teeth and said: "Choose half of the remaining three and a half books of the earth and spirit books to be used by the imperial army, and distribute the rest to the various legions to deal with it. Also, all the lower-grade heavenly books are reserved for the imperial army."
"Commander, the lower grade books have been snatched away by Commander Yu, where is there any more!"
"what… "
Feng Jixing let out a miserable cry, and he didn't even have the thought of drinking flower wine.
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