After retreating from the court.

The Eighth Prince’s Mansion.

Ying Ziye tasted the osmanthus cake made by Lu Zhi and Lu Su and the other girl.

The lips and teeth are fragrant.

Lu Zhi and Lu Su were wearing snow-white velvet coats, and their small faces were as white as mutton fat, which was similar to the white snow outside the window.

The two sat behind Ying Ziye, gently beat, kneaded and massaged him with their little hands.

Li Si took a sip of the osmanthus cake, drank the hot porridge, and joked: "The two girls are so considerate, the young master is so blessed!"

"I wonder when the young master will marry him so gentle and virtuous?"

When Lu Zhi and Lu Su heard this, they covered their mouths and laughed secretly, and a hint of shame appeared on their faces.

Ying Ziye waved his hand and smiled, "Go and go, I even teased me!"

But I couldn't help but feel touched in my heart and remembered a handsome figure of a girl.

I wonder if the other party is fine in South Vietnam...

"Young Master!"

The bad man appeared in the room, wearing a black robe and a large cloak stained with snowflakes, and he respectfully reported: "The subordinates and others have found the traces of Zhuoqing Hou, but no traces of his ancestor."

With the cultivation level of the land gods of Lao Zhuoqinghou, it is difficult to investigate when Yuan Tiangang is not there.

Ying Ziye pondered in his heart and asked, "Where is the trace of Zhuoqing Hou going?"

No matter what, even if the old one runs away, he will catch the younger one.

"In the fief!"

The bad guy replied.

Ying Ziye nodded slightly and ordered: "Take him back, and you can kill him if necessary!"

His eyes were full of murderous intent.

"promise!"

The bad man responded respectfully and left immediately.

"Yang Fan!"

Ying Ziye shouted loudly.

"I'm here!"

Yang Fan responded respectfully.

"Go and invite Longhou of the South China Sea!"

Ying Ziye ordered.

"promise!"

Yang Fan bowed and walked out of the hall door.

Soon, Zhao Tuo arrived at the mansion accompanied by Yang Fan.

"Eighth Master!"

Zhao Tuo smiled warmly, bowed his hand, and sat down casually.

“Try this.”

Ying Ziye picked up a piece of osmanthus cake and threw it over.

"Thank you!"

Zhao Tuo took it easily and asked with a smile: "I eat people with short mouths and soft hands. I don't know what the Eighth Master has to give me."

Ying Ziye did not hide it and said seriously: "I invite Longhou of the South China Sea to come today. I intend to arrange for you to lead the cavalry to rush to the fief of Zhuoqing Marquis."

"oh?"

Zhao Tuo took a sip of the pastry and asked, "What did he do?"

Ying Ziye shook his head and said, "Although he is just a lie to disobey him, he will not die if he is just a crime with Fang Fenghou and others."

"There is no conclusive evidence to prove his other crimes, but being a thief is guilty of escaping Xianyang is the biggest suspect."

"If private soldiers rebel in the fiefdom, please suppress the Longhou of the South China Sea immediately!"

Zhao Tuo nodded slightly when he heard this and said, "Okay, since the Eighth Prince has made some arrangements, I should help you."

"Thank you then!"

Ying Ziye bowed his hand.

Let's talk.

Zhao Tuo immediately left the Eighth Prince's Mansion and returned to the military camp.

Under the starry night, the moon shines.

The earth is mottled and white, and it is also shining with light in the dark night.

Banners are waving, and thousands of horses are galloping.

Zhao Tuo, the dragon leader of the South China Sea, set off with his army and rushed to the fief of Zhuoqing Hou overnight.

at the same time.

The Eighth Prince’s Mansion.

Ying Ziye frowned, looked meditating, and felt quite uneasy.

The son of Mr. Zhuoqing, the previous man, is already dead. Now there is only one grandson like Mr. Zhuoqing, and it is absolutely impossible for him to give up easily!

But now it has disappeared without a trace, which inevitably aroused Ying Ziye's suspicion.

"You said, where did that old Zhuoqinghou go?"

Ying Ziye gently tapped the table with both hands, making crisp sounds.

Li Si's eyes were deep and analyzed: "Will this old Zhuoqing Hou have other backup plans?"

"After all, after the title was hereditary, this person rarely appeared in his sight."

When Ying Ziye heard this, his eyebrows frowned slightly, but his heart moved.

Li Si's analysis is not impossible!

The next day!

The land of South Vietnam.

The waters behind the South Vietnamese Kingdom.

A black shadow gradually emerged from a distance, and when it got closer, it was discovered that it was extremely huge.

That was a warship!

It was the army led by Wang Ben.

The black dragon flag of the Great Qin Empire fluttered in the wind, and the iron-armored warships reflected the sun's blazing golden light.

It quickly approached the coastline of South Vietnam.

The Nanyue Kingdom is a semi-agricultural, fishing and hunting nation. From ancient times to the present, it has been engaged in fishing, and is close to the ocean.

Therefore, although the South Vietnamese country is a barbarian, its cultural level is not high.

But shipbuilding is still good, at least it can keep up with the Central Plains' shipbuilding technology thousands of years ago.

It is still OK to build some small wooden boats and sampans, and simple large boats.

The people of South Vietnam fishing in the sea were sliding on the small sampan and staring at the behemoth.

It is dozens of feet tall and several feet tall!

A layer of light shining all over his body, like a divine object.

At the same time, we also saw the soldiers of the Great Qin Empire above.

They are all proud and burly, and are taller than the people of South Vietnam.

The living standards of the Great Qin Empire were far better than those of Nanyue. The soldiers were full and nutritious, so their natural body development was stronger than that of Nanyue.

"This is this!"

When the people of South Vietnam saw this scene, they were stunned.

Looking at the tower ships and warships of the Qin Empire in disbelief, I was deeply shocked.

"No, no, no, no, no!"

"A man of God has called from the sea."

"The heavenly soldiers are heavenly soldiers..."
To be continued...