Wang Xuejun led the African Legion across the Yellow River and saw a red figure lonely on the bank of the river.

Wang Xuejun's heart warmed up.

When the red figure ran towards him, Wang Xuejun ran to meet her with his arms open.

The two of them ran closer and suddenly stopped, but in a blink of an eye, they ran forever again. In the eyes of countless soldiers, the two finally hugged each other tightly.

Zhang Ziyan smashed Wang Xuejun's chest with her fist and cried.

Wang Xuejun was bearing this gentle iron fist one after another, and shed tears silently.

"Miss, stop beating, Prince, you are vomiting blood." Zhao Zhenwu reminded:

Wang Wenzheng stopped him: "Miss, if you knock on him again, you will be knocked to death."

Zhang Ziyan stopped, but the two did not separate, but one lowered his head and the other raised his face and stared at him.

Zhang Ziyan asked softly: "Do you like me?"

Wang Xuejun nodded firmly.

Zhang Ziyan said: "Then let's elope."

Wang Xuejun staggered and almost collapsed to the ground.

This is too fast. In this feudal era, it seems unnecessary.

"Not it, the princess seems to have agreed long ago, and she is also careful to poke it. There is no need for us to elope."

Zhang Ziyan suddenly smiled miserably: "It is not the princess who block us, but the emperor."

At that time, Wang Xuejun was shocked: "We love each other, and the Lord supports us. What's the matter for him? "

"Because a minister suggested that the emperor marry me as the queen, the emperor agreed."

Wang Xuejun broke free from Zhang Ziyan's arms.

When Zhang Ziyan saw her, her gentle and firm eyes just now turned into despair.

Wang Xuejun jumped: "What does the emperor mean? I, Wang Xuejun, fall in love with a girl, and can I still get my wife to agree. Is it easy for me? What are you doing to snatch me?"

Then he asked Zhang Ziyan: "Ziyan, do you want to be the queen and mother of the world, or do you want to be a concubine with me, a poor boy and a fisherman?"

Zhang Ziyan's eyes regained her anger and firmness: "Women in the world, how can you live happily with your beloved day and night?"

"Okay, with your words, I will go back to Yangzhou now, fight with the emperor and grab my wife."

Duel with a love rival, which is very gentlemanly and glorious in the West.

However, this is not the West, this is the East, it is ancient; all evil is the feudal era that was deeply influenced and trained by Confucian culture.

Duels are not allowed.

Fighting with the love rival the emperor is a rebellion and annihilation of the nine clans.

Even if the emperor promises to duel with you, your fate will be: kneel in front of the emperor with bare hands and stretch your neck.

This is a big deal.

"Don't worry about this, you'll leave it to me. Go back and prepare your wedding dress, and wait for me to marry you openly."

Wang Xuejun comforted Zhang Ziyan with confidence.

If a girl falls in love with a man, her IQ will drop to negative and she will trust the boy infinitely. Even if he says that he can tame the Milky Way, she will firmly believe it.

Wang Wenzheng asked carefully: "Prince, how should we fight this battle next?"

Wang Xuejun waved his hand impatiently: "What else can you fight? My wife is about to rob you. The world is robbing the wife of the most. I ordered to withdraw the troops and I will go home and rob my wife."

The generals in the tent were completely overturned.

Of course, if you have to make careful arrangements for your wife with the emperor, you will be able to make plans for the long term.

The war in front of you cannot be ignored.

I have to clean up my hands if I make such a big mess. Anyway, the emperor's wedding will be in April next year. It has not been officially announced yet, so it is still time.

He put the letter from his future brother-in-law and his little wife in his arms, and told Zhang Ziyan, who was reluctant to leave and wanted to go back: "Tell me that my brother-in-law Zhang Zhiji, and act according to my words. He told Changping and tried every means to prevent the Ministry of Rites from telling the world this matter clearly."

"It's no problem to write a wedding book. After all, the elder brother is a father, so he's just talking about it."

"The source of disaster, the mess is Jiang Yueguang. Although he is a national hero, he is also an old stubborn person. This time he is here to Xinming to cause trouble."

"that is."

"His purpose is to restore orthodoxy, to carry me as the regent, and to let the Donglin Party members restore the Ming Dynasty."

"They deserve it too. Do they have the ability?"

"In their eyes, it is their responsibility to preserve the emperor's orthodoxy in this world and restore the Ming Dynasty. If they are not allowed, I, the Regent, are a great rebellion."

Zhang Ziyan sneered contemptuously: "It's really time for them to go to the battlefield to face the Qing Dynasty. They don't even know how they died."

"This is the most deadly thing. The question is that they really dare to die for the so-called righteousness, but they have to accompany them to bury them with thousands of people. For example, Shi Kefa."

Zhang Ziyan shut up.

"But fortunately, Jiang Yueguang is better than Shi Kefa, so he still knows that he can't make big waves in our new Ming."

"But his all-in-one means will harm our Xinming even more."

"I am so scheming and have a long-term strategic vision, and even I feel inferior to myself."

"We must not let him succeed." Zhang Ziyan was already very angry with Jiang Yueguang.

"But this person has too high reputation and cannot be defeated in a short time. I can't do it."

"Then let's see him jumping up and down to harm Xinming?"

"That's not the case. When you go back, tell the Hongniang Ministry of the People's Republic of China not to approve him to rebuild the land of the Imperial College, and tell the princess that the Ministry of Revenue will not allocate him the start-up capital, let him cool down first and wait for me to go back to clean up him."

"How do you deal with him?"

Wang Xuejun pinched his chin and sneered: "I was just about to build a real university, but I was afraid that the opposition would be fierce. Well, the great scholar Jiang Yueguang is here. If you ruin my business, you have to do something for me first.

I want to change the enrollment brochure of the Imperial College, and I want poor children to enter the Imperial College, turning the Imperial College into a university, rather than a cradle for the training of officials.”

Zhang Ziyan didn't understand these words, so she asked again, "But those bastards from the Ministry of Rites would like to nail the emperor's wedding to death, how can we stop it?"

"Tell the princess that her elder sister is better than her mother. She doesn't agree. It's natural. Once the Ministry of Rites insists, then roll around and scold the streets in the Ministry of Rites."

Zhang Ziyan nodded: "Yes, I'll go with my sister."

Wang Xuejun immediately stopped him: "She can, you can't. You have to pretend that you don't know and stay at home honestly. If you go and make a fuss, the emperor will be young and will not be able to bear the face. Then it will be counterproductive."

Zhang Ziyan thought about it, and the person she liked was rejected, and she was very embarrassed. She wouldn’t hate him for the rest of her life?

If this is on his own, on the edge of the Yellow River, and when he asks Wang Xuejun if he likes him, if he dares to say no, he will throw Wang Xuejun into the Yellow River and feed the turtle. At that time, she grabbed Wang Xuejun's belt, and as long as he takes out the small cap, the world will be quiet.

Fortunately, the guy in front of him had the correct answer, so he saved his life.

"I have everything, and I will let the emperor give us the marriage obediently."

"Really?"

"Believe me."

"I believe in you. But you have to hurry up." Then he whispered in a low voice: "I can't wait."

Wang Xuejun looked around with a scammer's eyes, lowered his voice and whispered: "Why don't we find a place without a person now?"

Dong-Wang Xuejun felt that he had at least three ribs broken.

Wang Xuejun looked at Zhang Ziyan who was running out and began to regret: "If this is the future, the couple will fight and quarrel, how many times will they die? I am not a cat and have nine lives. When I came, God did not guarantee that I would not die."

"No, I have to discuss with the God who sent me, and give me an immortal amulet."

A cold snorted from the sky: "You think you are beautiful."

Wang Xuejun was so scared that he shrank his neck.
Chapter completed!