He has already found out this. There is no need to know the rest.
Fuchen looked towards the bed, remained silent for a moment, then quickly put the book back in its place, pretending that nothing happened.
After dinner, I put on the emperor's usual clothes.
Their clothes were divided into two halves, he wore black and she wore white. Each wore a dragon robe.
Putting on white satin, Fuchen jumped to the roof and looked up at the sky. Only when she was alone did she realize that she was connected to a person.
It is only at this time that you realize that there is someone who is very good.
[Host, you have collapsed.] System reminder.
"I'm not broken. I was originally this surly character. What your god likes is also this spirit of high-spiritedness. Not the laziness that came later." Fuchen said.
[But you are no longer suitable for the task.] The system said.
Fuchen was silent for a moment and said "Yeah". "So this is the last world. Let me take the villain's place and turn things around."
Fuchen was speechless, his face was dumb and speechless.
As soon as it was built, he was beaten by the dust. If she didn't kill anything else, she would kill the emperor - she wanted to see how the nobles would cover up their lies.
Fuchen looked carefully at the palace. This was the place she conquered: pride and deep responsibility.
No one came to make trouble last year, but they had some troubles in their own internal affairs, and some of them didn't like it.
Wanguo is directly focused on the smelting industry and animal husbandry, and most of the killer industries. It has relatively strong combat effectiveness.
She didn't have anything important in the room. Maps and documents were all in the military camp, and Sima Yiheng was completely prohibited from entering the area.
The head of the Sima family almost died and couldn't move away.
"There is no Princess Fuchen in the world. There is only an unknown general." She said.
As soon as there was a commotion in the south, the princes from all the kingdoms in the north came to ask for money, and brought five thousand troops to force them to the border.
Of course, the mausoleum was not built, but the previous emperor, King Xian who now guards the mausoleum, prepared an imperial mausoleum long ago.
The stone wall only tells some stories about how Princess Fuchen fell in love with her city, loved her brothers and sisters, and how she unfortunately died young.
Sima Yiheng pushed the coffin open and looked inside. It was indeed a double coffin. Inside, the jade pillow, the night pearl in the mouth and other funerary objects were doubled. They were placed at one end and the other.
She doesn't like to use official accent anymore. She knows that it's hard to hide a woman's identity. It's easy to hide it in the military camp on weekdays, but there are bound to be flaws once she gets close.
Sima Yiheng also silently acted as a military advisor and helped Fuchen make plans.
At least there is some harvest from planting in the northern part of Anguo, and it is possible to make a living.
"What are you thinking about?" Sima Yiheng made tea and gave Fuchen a cup.
In this way, Fu Chen has to reach 50,000 dans of grain, and it has to be said that the heir is precious.
It must be said that they have many capable men, but they do not have those who can lead troops in battle and command thousands of troops.
But Fuchen fought with the people of all nations and had long forgotten the world.
Fuchen sat down and pondered: if this country wants to exist forever, it must deal with its close neighbors: the nations in the north still have to fight.
Fuchen went to Guiwu to collect information, and Guiwu patted "Little Zhuge" on his fat rat head. Little Zhuge ran away, but unfortunately, he heard him scream even though he was far away, and ordered his disciples and disciples to inquire.
Five thousand... is really worth it. Do you think he is still a waste of Tianyu Kingdom?
Fuchen soon lost his patience with the nobles and directly tied up the heir of the Sima family and killed all the children of the right age in the Sima family, leaving only Miaomiao as the heir.
When the war started in the north, Fuchen sat in the south and pinched Sima Yiheng for food. If he didn't give it, she would go to Sima's house to call her father!
Everyone was clamoring for the Sima family to be Fuchen's "lady at the village," and even the mountain rat "Little Zhuge" came to join in the fun.
Fuchen simply gave up the stage and led his troops south as a general at the beginning of spring.
After the dust went down, he went into the palace and took out the human skin mask, and said in front of Liu Shen: "I will go to the Chen Mansion to discuss the war. You stay in the palace."
But it’s just uncomfortable to deal with it!
Liu Shen was stunned for a moment, glanced away, and then turned back after a moment of silence.
The princess mausoleum is just a coffin for the princess to sleep in.
In the main tomb, a huge golden nanmu coffin lies in the center.
Heirs are not that easy to train.
This land has too much trouble, and the nobles alone are enough to annoy her.
Fuchen also figured out the meaning: the real heirs of the Sima family had been hidden early on, and these few were just scapegoats. If he really became the emperor, the Sima family would have the means to kill the emperor and promote the heir to the throne.
The young master was sitting on the ground, but like a spotless immortal, he raised his eyes and said, "Sima Yiheng."
In the newly established country in the south, the Hanoi Sima clan pushed out a young boy and pulled out a royal identity, inherited the bloodline of the previous dynasty, and re-established the country under the banner of "restoring" the Tianyu Kingdom.
The harem is decent, just waiting for someone to get pregnant and preserve the bloodline.
Her words were a little desolate. Sima Yiheng stopped smiling and accompanied her lightly.
Fuchen smiled, "It's interesting."
Fuchen even arranged a flowing banquet to show her respect. She didn't say anything about the reason and let everyone else think about it.
"I'll do it." Obviously he knew the need to do this.
"How is your martial arts?" Fuchen asked.
The Sima family was extremely angry, but if a person is in the other party's hands, they can't really let the other party marry their own little golden man, right?
After re-cultivating the blood-consuming capital, food was still given after weighing the balance.
Liu Shen rolled his eyes, "You have no choice."
In the silence, Fuchen spoke, "You pack up and come north with me."
Fuchen didn't feel anything at all.
Except Fuchen is Liu Shen.
The meaning is obvious: If you continue to make trouble, I will make sure you never succeed!
All that's missing now is a princess.
Sima Yiheng said nothing when he heard this, and accepted his treatment from prisoner to "general's wife".
Sima Yiheng looked at the map in front of Fuchen and concluded: "You want to solve the matter of Wan Guo's Qiubi attack once and for all."
Fuchen coughed twice and said after deliberation, "One of us has to leave the virginity and go..." Fuchen waved his hands and considered the words, "Reproduce offspring."
"In case you die and the country still has an heir, there will be a need to pass on the legacy. Anguo will still be Anguo."
Not long after, Fuchen came back with a wooden face.
After all, the Sima family has too much, so it has to be guarded against.
"You want to attack all the ministers who agree, but the prerequisite is that there will be successors."
The gentry had their own inheritance, including the distinction between concubine and concubine, and the distinction between the main and outer sects.
The old friend is the "Princess Mausoleum" of Princess Fuchen.
They even invited the Sima family to ask if they would come, and we would hold a banquet!
Shan Shu entered the world for the first time and had no idea about the world of human beings. He also joined everyone in shouting, "Wedding banquet!"
Fuchen walked into the tomb chamber and went directly to the main tomb.
Fuchen entered the door and was startled when he saw someone in the room. When he saw it was a good-looking young man, he smiled and said nothing.
The South must be settled first so that there will be no worries later.
This fight is a winter and spring.
"You really did save a place for me. I thought the most you could do was throw me into a tomb and face me." Sima Yiheng looked at Fuchen.
Young Master Sima lowered his eyes and sat quietly alone - it really looked like that.
The new Southern Tianyu Kingdom was crushed, and everyone no longer had the high-spirited ambitions they had at the beginning. Anyway, only the people of the Sima family died, so let them cause trouble.
Soon, Fuchen took Sima Yiheng northward with him.
As for Sima Yiheng, he just raised his eyes to look at the person and continued to read his book. He didn't make any reaction to her nonsense.
Fuchen looked at his twin brother who looked nothing like him with a smile and killed him.
The Sima family's findings are also normal.
Fuchen just said casually, "Hey, I won't let you go to bed. You don't understand human tastes."
"After I die, I will be secretly sent here for burial."
Fuchen's eyes flashed, "Don't worry, we are born in different quilts, and we will definitely die in the same hole!"
The sheep of all nations were attacked by wolves, and they had to go back to hunt the wolves. The northern defense line took a temporary break.
The coffin was not sealed, and it was obviously waiting for the return of its owner.
Fuchen looked coldly, the five thousand people were beaten away by Gui Mandrill last time. Now, Liu Shen has to come on stage.
"Xiaoyi, oh, you are so valuable." Fuchen smiled and waved his hand to let someone transport the grain to the north.
That night, Young Master Sima was carefully packed and pushed to the Fuchen Room.
As for her husband, Fu Chen wrote a letter asking Liu Shen to posthumously make "Fu Chen" a princess, thus severing the practice of royal blood.
Either shouting, "I want domestic violence," or "I heard that your little one is pretty good, um, five years old, and after ten years of raising him, he's just in time to get married." Sometimes they even go to Sima's father-in-law's house and shout,
There is one sentence inside and outside the words: "If you don't give me food, I will make trouble."
It would have been impossible in 1989.
The environment in the north of Wanguo is similar to that of Anguo. Or almost the same.
Fuchen laughed: She wanted to push the defense line to Gala Mountain, and use the mountains of Gala Mountain as a natural protective cover to save herself from years of fatigue.
Another reminder: It will be posted again years ago. At this time, there is no need to press it.
"Little Zhuge" sometimes sneaked in and took a peek. He saw Fuchen sleeping on the small bed and asked what he was doing.
He makes sense.
If you pay taxes every year, you might as well use them to feed the soldiers. As a new country, you still need to deter the big guys next to you: I am not someone to be trifled with.
Fuchen caressed the stone door at the entrance, walked in, and looked at the life of Princess Fuchen carved on the stone wall at the entrance.
Fuchen looked at the heir. He was handsome and wise. He simply refused to let him go and threatened: "Give me food! If you don't call me your father, I will marry the young master of your family!"
Fuchen smiled, "What identity do you hope to be?"
When Fuchen saw the 10,000 loads of grain, he saw that the young master was smiling, "What's your name?"
She thought of going to see Prime Minister Zhang, and Zhang Quan taught him with the air of a teaching director: "Your Majesty, we are different from the past. In the past, if you had to attack the enemy, it was just an attack. If you can take it, you will get more."
Sima Yiheng still kept a smiling face and asked, "What does the princess want to say?"
Look at the map and you will see that the surrounding countries are all looking at you with eager eyes.
"Hmph, I've wronged you." Fuchen expressed his condolences, "I will definitely treat your child as my own from now on."
The Sima family was very tough and pushed out several people one after another.
"What's your identity?" he asked. This was also the first time he formally spoke.
"That's good." Sima Yiheng smiled brightly, as if he didn't understand the meaning of her words.
"Pack up and prepare to go north." Fuchen was silent for a moment, then returned to his residence and looked at Sima Yiheng.
"But it's different now. Once we established a country, we must uphold it and inherit it."
"The terrain here is flat, making it easy to attack but difficult to defend. But it is different here. There are mountains in the north, stretching for hundreds of miles, making it easy to defend but difficult to attack."
Fuchen took a deep breath, suppressed his emotions, and looked around the main hall to change his thoughts: looking far ahead, he saw the sky in front of the densely packed roofs. Standing up, he seemed to be able to see the horizon.
"But it won't take a year or two to accommodate them. So, you want to get a piece of land." Sima Yiheng pointed to a piece of land on the map, "Here, right?"
Sima Yiheng only raised his head to greet him and continued to drink his tea.
Sima Yiheng smiled, leaned over Fuchen and whispered, "Want to give it a try?"
After that, Liu Shen added a "lucky harem" item to her schedule. Occasionally, she would have to remind her: This concubine was being disrespected by her brother, who was suppressing her; this old man, Chang Zai, was very powerful and found a reason to be promoted.
"I think your husband is very good." Sima Yiheng smiled and raised his face to look at the person.
For the next six months, Fuchen asked for food in a similar way.
"Double coffins?" Sima Yiheng was slightly surprised, "Did you really save my place?" He stepped forward to look at the coffins and felt incredible.
"What's wrong?" Liu Shen felt that the person opposite had an "indescribable, confused" look.
"uh-huh."
Things changed at the end of autumn. A cold wave in all countries froze many cattle and sheep to death.
Now that the cattle and sheep are dead and there is no food for the winter, it is certain to come to Anguo to gain fat for autumn.
The Sima family quietly took up their banner and stopped talking about the Tianyu Kingdom. Instead, they talked about the old country and were willing to join the new country.
"Guess." She said lazily.
She just wants to occupy your house and refuse to pay the rent. Let's see what you can do.
But Fuchen felt uncomfortable and made plans in a muffled voice.
If I die, you will never live.
But there must be someone in the palace. There was no news about the heir in the palace, so she couldn't let Liu Shen go.
"Come here and take a look now. It seems like you can talk to me in the future, the me who lies here silently."
Cultivated by the Sima family...the Sima family that has produced emperors for generations.
So everyone assumed that Fuchen was sleeping with the Sima family, and assumed that Fuchen was on top.
Fuchen's eyes glanced over, "Would you like to go back to Ancheng with me? There is an old friend I want to meet."
After the person was abducted, the Sima family seemed to accept their identity as "family members" and silently transported food to An Guo. They did not want to give food to persuade other nobles to submit to An Guo, so the first thing they did was to provide food.
Fuchen didn't make any sign, he packed up his things and moved to the small room where the maid slept.
Soon, the Sima family pushed out another young man: this time for the same reason, and he was said to be the twin brother of the previous emperor.
Fuchen was silent and turned his face away.
Sima Yiheng didn't think much about it, and subconsciously looked at the tomb. He introduced the tomb to Fuchen: "This is Longtoushan. I heard that people who are buried here can cultivate immortality after death. The Big Dipper is decorated in the tomb, and the main tomb is facing the Ziwei star..."
Fuchen was confused, "How do you know so well? Your Sima family has been keeping an eye on this tomb for a long time?"
Sima Yiheng smiled and naturally took Fuchen's hand.
