Xia Xun returned to the hotel and went into the room. After about half an hour, he called Xin Lei and Fei Hewei to go in. [] There was no pop-up window. They entered the room and saw Xia Xun sealing a letter.
It's a good paint, and there's a pile of letters on the table.
Xia Xun called the two men closer, picked up a letter he had written long ago, handed it to Fei Hewei and said: "Go to Liaodong quickly, give this letter to Kaiyuan Hou Dingyu, and ask Liaodong Chief Envoy Wan Shiyu to command the envoys.
Zhang Jun and him started the process together and acted as instructed, without delay, immediately!"
"Yes! I obey my orders!" Fei Hewei didn't dare to ask any more questions, so he quickly received the letter, gave Xia Xun a heavy fist, turned and walked out of the room.
Xia Xun handed the letter he had just written to Xin Lei along with the other two letters and said, "You must return to Jinling quickly and hand this letter directly to the governor of Dongchang Factory, Mu En.
The stakes are too high to be careless!”
Xin Lei agreed, and just after receiving the letter, Xia Xun said again: "After completing this matter, you will go to Suzhou and his party to see Song Hu, the Marquis of Xining, and then transfer to Shuangyu in eastern Zhejiang and give the letter to Xu
Hu."
Xin Lei was stunned and said: "In that case, wouldn't it be good for me to go to Suzhou first and then turn back to the southeast, and then go to Jinling and Shuangyu? As it is now, I have to walk a lot of wrong roads?"
Xia Xun said: "Things have priorities. The news for Mu En is important and cannot be delayed, so we have to go to Jinling first. As for Suzhou and Shuangyu, one to the east and one to the west, it doesn't matter which way you want to go first."
Xia Xun smiled and said: "Looking for a long time hurts the blood, lying down for a long time hurts the Qi, sitting for a long time hurts the flesh, and standing for a long time hurts the bones. You should walk more. Move around, and your kidneys will have enough water!"
After hearing this, Xin Lei immediately bowed his hand to Xia Xun and ran away without even letting go.
Xia Xun walked out of the room with a smile. The little girl Xian Ya hurriedly turned around from the corner of the landlord's wall. When she saw Xia Xun standing there, she couldn't hold back her feet and almost plunged into his arms. Xia Xun stretched out his hand to Xian Xun.
Ya pressed her shoulder, and a strong force came down, locking her there, and said funnyly: "You girl, what have you done in such a hurry?"
Xian Ya knew that the master had a gentle temperament, so she was not afraid of him. She stuck out her tongue and said with a smile: "Master, there are two adults who are anxious to see you. The maid just invited them into the living room, and both of them said yes.
I have important official matters to report to the Master!"
"Oh?" Xia Xun said doubtfully, "I'll go take a look!"
In the living room, two officials were sitting there drinking tea and chatting with each other. Xia Xun stepped in and Xian Ya said: "Two great men, our master is here!"
The two officials quickly put down their teacups and came forward to meet them. Once their names were exchanged, it turned out that one of them was Ye Jinting, a doctor of the Five Classics of Hanlin Academy, and the other was Chen Tao, the deputy supervisor of Qinyao Supervisor. Although the two officials arrived at the post at the same time, they were not
Came for the same thing.
Dr. Hanlin Ye Jinting came from Jinling. Since the "Yongle Dadian" had been compiled, Emperor Yongle ordered him to escort the Dadian to Beijing and store it in Beijing.
This treasure collection has gathered thousands of celebrities from all over the country, exhausting all the classics and chapters from the Three Emperors and Five Dynasties to the Yongle year of the Ming Dynasty. It can be said to be a peerless and priceless treasure. Yongle wanted to organize this religious event, of course, because of Yao's desire to become a scholar, but
Now that such an academic general outline has been compiled, of course I don't want to leave it in a treasure trove and let it decay.
Just compiling this collection cost a lot of money. Even if the imperial court prints and distributes such a huge collection of books, it is an unbearable expense. Moreover, this collection is all-inclusive, and it is impossible for the common people to have enough financial resources to purchase the entire collection.
There is no need to keep the entire collection.
Zhu Di still remembered the method Xia Xun said at the beginning, so he could copy it in each workshop, print a part of it with engraving, and distribute it exclusively for sale. In this way, this academic book can be truly used and benefited the people, and it can also make it
The branches and leaves spread everywhere, so after the treasure book is transported to Beijing, it must be handled accordingly.
Xia Xun is now on a secret mission, and Zhu Di doesn't want him to be distracted from handling this matter. This matter was originally supposed to be taken up by King Zhao and handled by the Ministry of Industry and Information Technology. However, the whole plan originally came from Xia Xun, so Zhu Di ordered Ye Jinting to
I went to see Xia Xun when I brought the treasure to Beijing.
Xia Xun was not asked to take care of this matter, but he supervised and advised the entire arrangement and cooperated with King Zhao and the Ministry of Transport. After Dr. Ye arrived in Beijing, he immediately went to see King Zhao, but King Zhao was not in Beijing. Now the treasure book is transported
The large cars were still parked in the city and had not been arranged, so they hurriedly turned around to see Xia Xun.
Xia Xun listened to his explanation and asked Qinyao Supervisor Chen Tao about his purpose. What Chen Tao said was about the construction of Yaotai.
Beijing originally had a Yaotai, which was built during the Jin Dynasty. After the Jin Dynasty destroyed the Northern Song Dynasty, Yaotai instruments were transported from Bianjing to Beijing and a Yaotai was built. After the establishment of the Yuan Dynasty, it was expanded to become the largest in the world at that time.
This is the Yaotai where Guo Shoujing observed the celestial phenomena at night and calculated the number of days in a year, which is only 26 seconds away from the current world-recognized value. The accuracy is shockingly high.
The Ming Dynasty established its capital in Jinling, and Yaotai was located in Jinling. However, when Zhu Di ascended the throne, he reopened Yaotai in Beijing, so that there were two Yaotai in the Ming Dynasty. Over the years, Yaotai in Beijing has recorded no less than 1,400
The conditions of the stars operating in the Chinese sky can accurately predict solar and lunar eclipses, and determine the positions of the Southern Cross and the Old Incoming Star in the southern hemisphere.
With accurate astrological research, we can accurately locate locations around the world, and we can also use the method of "crossing the ocean to guide the stars" to determine ocean routes, which is of great significance.
When the Qin Yao Supervisor studied the phenomenon, he felt that only the data from Beijing and Nanjing were insufficient for reference. After comparison and discussion, he felt that several Yao towers could be built in foreign lands and reported the data to the Qin Yao Supervisor on a regular basis.
It is more conducive to the study of Yaoxiang, but for such a big matter, Qinyao Supervisor is only a seventh-rank official, how can he have the courage to advise the emperor?
It is rare for an official as big as Xia Xun to be responsible for inspecting and supervising the construction of Beijing. If he were to advise the emperor, the weight of his words would be different. Therefore, Chen Tao mustered up the courage to come and advise Xia Xun. In front of Xia Xun,
Chen Tao was a little timid and hesitant, and it took him a while to explain his purpose.
Xia Xun pondered for a while and then laughed loudly and said: "This is a good thing, but most of the surrounding countries are not very stable. If you want to build Yaotai, it is only possible for North Korea and Japan at the moment. You two places
how?"
Chen Tao was overjoyed and said repeatedly: "It's enough to build star observatories in these two places!"
Xia Xun said with a smile: "In that case, you will write down the detailed situation and I will report it to you before the emperor! The emperor issued an order to order Korea and Japan to build Yaotai respectively to coordinate with the horoscope of our Ming Qin Yao Prison.
Research!"
Chen Tao burst into tears of gratitude and left with a lot of thanks. Xia Xun thought about the fact that he had just returned from Ji Gang and there would be no news today, so it would be okay to leave for a while, so he said to Ye Jinting: "Dr. Ye, King Zhao
I won't be back until two days later. I'll go with you to store the "Yongle Dadian" in the palace. When the King of Han comes back, we will discuss with His Highness the matter of printing and issuance."
Ye Jinting nodded in agreement. Xia Xun had not changed his clothes since he returned home, so he and Ye Jinting left the hotel again.
"Yongle Dadian" has 60 volumes in its catalog alone, 2,277 volumes in length, bound into 11,095 volumes, and collects seven or eight thousand kinds of ancient and modern pictures. Seeing the volume of pictures being moved into the warehouse, Xia Xun couldn't help but feel a sense of wonder.
Pride.
At this time, in Europe, Henry V only had copies in his library, and three of them were borrowed from convents! At the same time, Francesco Datini, the richest merchant in Europe, only owned ten copies of the library.
Two books, on religious matters.
And what about the Ming Dynasty? At this time, the Ming Dynasty was a well-deserved world-centered mind.
Beijing has gradually shown its royal demeanor, and Ming Dynasty has gradually shown its royal capital demeanor.
As long as the matter over there is solved... Xia Xun quietly turns his gaze to the north.
Different from other countries in Europe and Africa, the geopolitical structure and ethnic distribution made the powerful nomadic people around the Han Dynasty a lingering nightmare. Like maggots attached to bones, they always posed a powerful threat to the original people. When the Song and Yuan Dynasties
After that, when it was no longer possible for the Western Region to form an existence strong enough to threaten the original regime, the north became the only enemy.
"As long as we solve it again..."
Xia Xun secretly thought: "Yongle was a hero of the generation. He made great contributions to the Han Dynasty, Wu Dynasty and Tang Dynasty. However, he failed in his efforts. Although the Northern Wolf was beaten to death in his hands, he fled with his tail between his tails. In the end,
He was injured but did not die, leaving behind troubles. Since Yao sent me to help him fill in the gaps, as long as he solves the problem, my merits will be complete. By then..."
Xia Xun slowly raised his gaze, looking at the large black lacquered gold plaque on the top of the palace, "Yuan Pavilion", then slowly raised his head, his gaze was fixed on a wisp of white clouds under the blue sky.
Baiyun is leisurely, you are east and west... ※※※※※※※※ "The Great Khan summons!"
Nine contestants in three rows walked up the high platform with their chests held out and their bellies high.
Jinchuan was still wearing "Zhao Dege" wrestling uniforms, and Tang Wei and Zhao Feng were also wearing bright costumes. When they stepped onto the highest floor of the three-story platform, they stood still and Yang Gen, who was standing behind Wan Songling, looked away.
, but his hand gently moved to the handle of the knife.
Jinchuan, Tang Wei and Zhao Feng stood in a row in the middle. The three in front walked forward, stroking their chests and bowing their waists. Wan Songling stood up together with Hashiha and Mahamu on the left and right, and held up the ribbons representing the winners with a smile.
At their necks, another player picked up the tray and picked up the large wooden bowl filled with strong liquor. The three contestants took the wooden bowl, drank the wine in the bowl, flashed the bowl, put it back on the plate, then stepped back and stood aside.
Jinchuan took a step forward expressionlessly. Zhao Feng took a step forward almost at the same time as him. However, Tang Wei seemed a little nervous and was delayed for a moment, one step slower than them. Mahamu, Hashiha and others entered.
Seeing his embarrassed look, he couldn't help laughing. Wan Songling's eyes twitched sharply twice and he laughed a few times.
Three people caressing their chests and lowering their heads, the cheers from the audience, the horses neighing in the distance, the singing and dancing in front of the stage, and the chatter and laughter of the leaders before the banquet, suddenly seemed to be shielded by an invisible membrane, and the ear drums swelled.
, they can only hear their own heartbeat.
"Puff!"
"Puff!"
The sound is so clear.
The winning ribbons were placed around their necks, and then the three leaders each raised a bowl of wine and handed it to them with a smile. Jinchuan reached out to take the bowl, and stretched out a big hand. Just as it touched the edge of the bowl, it suddenly slid over the edge of the bowl like lightning.
, clamped down on Mahamu’s wrist like an iron clamp!
"Bah!"
Jinchuan roared loudly, Xiong's waist twisted, his body spun, and Tiger's back was filed open. Mahamu's huge body was lifted up like a windmill by him, and hit the ground with a "boo"!
With the sound of "唔", Tang Wei and Zhao Feng took action at the same time!
Tang Wei clasped Wansongling with his fingers like claws. This action was necessary because they must strive to implement the assassination plan perfectly. This grab to Wansongling was to clear Wansongling's suspicion.
Wan Songling was "surprised". Fortunately, Mahamu had learned from the past and caught his attention in advance. Wan Songling took a step back in time to avoid Tang Wei's grasp. The guard Yang Gen standing behind him reacted quickly and promptly
When the sword was drawn out, the scimitar flew across the air, like a trace of light flashing across the water.
Yang Gen's eyes flashed with pain, but the pain was hidden so deeply that it just flickered and disappeared in his eyes. He pursed his lips tightly, forming a line and slightly protruding, like a Wu hook.
The knife in his hand flashed away, and the light of the sword was still shining across the sky, and a burst of blood appeared. Tang Wei deliberately stopped for a moment, and all ten fingers of his hands were severed!
Ten fingers are connected to the heart, and if one finger is broken off, it will hurt the whole heart, let alone if all ten fingers are broken, Tang Wei roared in pain and staggered back a step.
At the same time, on his left, Jinchuan threw Mahamu up with all his strength. He swung it like a windmill and hit it hard behind the wooden platform. Ma bent down and grabbed the knife that Mahamu used to cut meat. The knife was not long.
But it was very sharp and pierced a fat and big piece of lamb.
Jinchuan grabbed the knife in his hand and immediately swung it with all his strength. Tuohuan, who was sitting next to Mahamu, saw his father being dragged outside the court and was violently raped to the ground. He was so shocked that he was about to pounce on him, but he never expected it.
Jinchuan slapped Mahamu hard, then turned around and rushed towards him. The target was him!
Tuohuan was so horrified that he wanted to retreat. He felt a coldness in his throat. When he fell out and fell into the arms of several guards, blood spurted out from his throat. Jinchuan's knife had already opened his throat. Tuohuan tightened his hands tightly.
He covered his throat tightly, blood gushed out from between his fingers, and his eyes flashed with horror.
As soon as Jinchuan succeeded, a guard next to him had already drawn his sword and struck him. Jinchuan was about to turn around to kill Mahamu, but with this blow, the entire right arm holding the knife separated from his body. Jinchuan was in great pain, roared, and struck.
He turned around, flexed and bounced his legs, and then pressed against Mahamu.
He threw Mahamu away and assassinated Tu Huan, only in the flash of lightning. Mahamu was strong and had been wrestling since he was a child. After being thrown by him, although his bones were in pain, his consciousness was still clear. At this time, he endured
He was about to get up in pain when suddenly Jinchuan, covered in blood, rushed towards him again. A body weighing nearly two hundred kilograms hit him hard again, forcing him to the ground again.
On the other side, Zhao Feng also grabbed Hashiha, using wrestling techniques. Hashiha stepped back in time to avoid his grasp, but the reaction of Hashiha's guards was not as good as that of Yang, who knew what was going to happen.
Just as his sword was halfway out, Zhao Feng jumped forward, made his fist like a beak, and hit Ha Shiha on the throat with a "pop" sound.
No matter how strong you are, your throat is still fragile. Zhao Feng has been practicing martial arts since he was a child. Even if you are an ordinary person who has practiced Qigong or has strong neck muscles, you will be prepared in advance and tighten your neck muscles to resist the blow.
Even though he could withstand a heavy punch, he couldn't withstand his needle-penetration technique of holding his fist like a beak.
Zhao Feng struck with all his strength, and there was a crisp "click" sound in Ha Shiha's throat, and his throat bones had been broken.
At this time, Zhao Feng had already stepped on the table with one step. Zhao Feng's lowering skills were extremely stable. This step was extremely powerful. There was only a "bang" sound, and the cups and plates were crushed together with the table under his feet.
, turn into powder under your feet!
Zhao Feng's body was raised and lowered, and his right hands were like knives. He struck down with his palm and struck the guard's neck with his palm, immediately cutting off his neck.
The guard's head limply tilted to one side, and blood spurted out from his mouth and nose, splashing Zhao Feng's face. Zhao Feng wiped the blood from his face with his left hand, pulled out the guard's steel knife with his right hand, stepped down with his right foot, and struck again.
There was a muffled "boom" sound, and Hashiha fell to the ground, covering his throat and taking in a breath, when Zhao Feng stepped on his throat and cut off his throat.
The force of this kick almost flattened Harshiha's entire neck. How could he still survive?
At this time, several guards behind Ha Shiha all reacted and all drew their swords to attack. Based on Zhao Feng's position at this time, he should take advantage of the opportunity to kill Wansongling, but they risked their lives to win Wansongling.
It could cause him harm.
The guards swarmed around him, which was exactly what Zhao Feng wanted. Such a reaction was what they had planned. Zhao Feng swung his sword and deflected several sharp steel knives, and threw it away.
This kind of situation, although complicated, only happened in an instant. The spear-wielding warriors around the three-story platform were all stabbing with their spears, like wolves and tigers. Tang Wei shouted, opened his arms and rushed forward, "Puff puff!
Poof!" Several spears penetrated his body.
The tip of the spear protruded from the back of the chest. Tang Wei's eyes were as red as blood. He roared, opened his arms, grabbed two more spears, and rushed forward, forcing the spear-wielding warrior to step back. Tang Wei grabbed the tip of the spear and exerted force.
Shake, shake the two guards off the high platform.
Death warrior!
Tang Wei's role was just to pretend to stab Wansongling, and then use his flesh and blood to fight for a moment of opportunity for the two partners! The two guards were shaken off the high platform, and Tang Wei finally died. He held two spears upside down in his hands.
The beard is splayed, the leopard eyes are bulging with anger, and he is still standing there, unable to fall!
Even though those guards had a wolf-like nature and were capable of killing ordinary people, Jing was shocked by his divine power. Several spears were pierced into his body. As he rushed forward, the spears all pierced his body, and Hongying was
The blood stuck into a strand, and the blood fell to the ground along the red tassel like the tip of a pen, and accumulated into a puddle in a moment.
At the moment when Tang Wei blocked the gun with his body and stopped several guards, Zhao Feng, who fell to the ground, danced his knife on the ground and rolled towards Jinchuan and Ma in a whirlwind from the space that Tang Wei had given him by blocking the gun with his body.
Beside Hamu.
There were stabbings with long spears and short knives all around, but no one expected that this person did not stand up and run over, but writhed on the spot, and his posture was extremely strong and agile. He reached Mahamu's side with only one leap from a distance of two feet.
, all of a sudden stabbed into the air.
Mahamu was knocked down by Jinchuan, and his elbow hit him hard in the chest, making him a little stunned. However, this was a life-or-death situation. How could Mahamu dare to neglect, and reached out to buckle Jinchuan's shoulder. Jinchuan was broken.
With one arm, I could only use my legs to tighten him, and with the other hand, I fought with him.
Mahamu grabbed it, right at the point where Jinchuan's arm was broken, and dug his fingers into the flesh. The pain made Jinchuan scream again. He lowered his head, opened his mouth wide, and bit Mahamu's nose fiercely. Mahamu was in pain.
Jingji roared, and Jinchuan tightened his grip on his neck, and Jing bit off his nose forcefully.
At this time, the warriors rushed in one after another to rescue Mahamu, but Zhao Feng was already lying on the ground with his sword rolling on the ground. The warriors approaching from all directions were slashed at their knees and ankles, and they fell out screaming. Jinchuan saw,
He yelled: "Come!" He picked up Mahamu with one arm and rolled on the spot, then turned Mahamu's back towards Zhao Feng!
Mahamu was horrified and struggled hard. Jinchuan held him firmly with both feet and tightened his neck with one arm. He glared at Zhao Feng and shouted: "Kill! Kill!"
Zhao Feng gritted his teeth, raised his arm and stabbed out a knife. With a "pop" sound, it penetrated straight into Mahamu's back and heart. Jinchuan held Mahamu tightly, entangled with each other without any gaps. The knife pierced through Mahamu.
His heart stabbed into Jinchuan's body.
Jinchuan's body trembled in pain, fearing that Mahamu would not die, so he grabbed Mahamu's neck and twisted his body left and right. He heard a "click" sound, and the steel-making knife in Zhao Feng's hand was broken off by the handle, and he was trapped in the
A long knife in Mahamu's body crushed his intestines, and the knife connecting Mahamu and Jinchuan's body was also broken, and a big hole was made in Jinchuan's chest, and blood spurted out.
out.
Mahamu and Jinchuan's eyes widened, and they died at the same time.
The guards who were forced back by Zhao Feng's lying knife rushed back like a tide. Yang Gen was also among them. He tensed his face and got in front of everyone. He raised his knife high and slashed hard.
.
Zhao Feng was lying on the ground, gasping for breath. When he saw Yang Gen's eyes filled with tears, he raised his knife to strike, and Yang Yao let out a long laugh: "Ha..."
With just a laugh, the steel knife fell, and a big head rolled out far away. A stream of blood spurted out, spraying Yang Gen's head and face. Yang Gen could no longer hold the knife, and his legs were as weak as
Noodles, he collapsed to his knees with a pop, and his heart just screamed: "Brothers, have a good trip!"
The tears flowed down together with the blood, and I couldn't tell where the tears were and where the blood was!
※※※※Two days later, King Zhao returned to Beijing, and Xia Xun made an appointment with Ji Gang to visit him at the same time. When King Zhao saw Xia Xun coming with Ji Gang, he understood what he was thinking. He was very unhappy, but it was hard to show it.
Xia Xun told King Zhao that the "Yongle Dadian" had arrived in the capital and had been installed in Yuan Pavilion. He also mentioned that the emperor had compiled the Dadian and wanted to publish it to benefit thousands of people.
This was a major religious matter, and it was arranged by Zhu Di himself, so King Zhao was very interested. Since he had conquered Beiping, there had been nothing in Northern Xinjiang and no way to show off his martial arts. It was a rare opportunity to make some achievements in the religious field, so he immediately made a big deal.
The land was taken and accepted.
If this matter comes true, it will be a blessing for the country and the people. Xia Xun saw that King Zhao did not deal with it because of his dissatisfaction with him, but was very enthusiastic about the matter. He was thinking about it and left immediately. When Xia Xun came to visit, Zhao Xun
Wang was so open-minded that he personally welcomed him outside the mansion. Seeing that he had no intention of surrendering to him, he lost interest and coldly sent Xia Xun to the door of the living room. He rolled up his sleeves and went back.
Xia Xun and Ji Gang were both waiting for news from Wala at this time. Before the news came, they could not take any action and could only go back to their respective houses and wait for the result.
It has been seven days. This afternoon, Xia Xun had nothing to do. He called Qiao Yun, Xiao Ying and Xian Ya to play leaf cards with them.
If you don't pay attention, call Xiaoying, Qiaoyun and Xianya each win a few times, and all three girls will be happy.
While playing cards, someone came in and reported that it was her husband who had sent in. Xia Xun quickly broke up the card game and rushed out. Xiaoying, Qiaoyun, and Xian Ya also chased out. As soon as they arrived at the hall, they saw the two idiots dressed in prostitutes.
, standing in the hall.
As soon as Xia Xun turned over, he bowed and said happily: "Congratulations to the master, congratulations to the master. My husband asked the younger one to come and tell the master the good news. Qifu and Rangnaf are born. They are both boys. Mother and son are safe."
."
Xia Xun heard the news and laughed happily. Xiaoying and Xianya hurriedly came forward to express their congratulations. Qiaoyun had been doting on the master these days, and she served as the pillow mat every day, but there was still no movement in her stomach. Then she heard that Qi Fu
Both Ru and Na had a son, and they were so happy that they had to pretend to be happy and happy in the future.
Xia Xun was very happy. Hearing Er Lengzi say that his husband asked him to name his two sons, he said: "The third son is called Huai'er, and the fourth son is called Huai'an. Haha, I already picked the names, but I didn't expect it to be so soon."
I’ve already used all of them. In this case, I still have to think of a few words to be used.”
In a blink of an eye, Xian Ya saw that Qiao Yun seemed to have something on his mind, so she whispered, "Husband, why are you in a hurry? It only took a month to accompany the master out, how could it be so fast?"
When Qiao Yun thought about it, he was indeed a little impatient, and he laughed out loud without realizing it.
At this moment, Xiajin came to report again, saying that it was Ji Gang who came to visit.
Xia Xun's heart was shocked, because the joy brought by giving birth was immediately replaced by nervousness. He quickly asked the female family members to avoid it, and the second fool also went down to rest, and then went to meet Ji Gang.
Xia Xun was relieved when he saw Ji Gang's expression. Ji Gang's eyebrows were dancing with joy, and he knew that the assassination was successful just by looking at him.
Sure enough, when Ji Gang saw Xia Xun, he burst into laughter and said triumphantly: "My lord, you are lucky to have lived up to your destiny! 'Jing Ke'... succeeded!"
※※※Khan’s tent, Jinyan Chuwen.
There was a strange sound, vague and absent, but extremely enchanting and soft. When he heard it, his heart was shaking and he couldn't control himself. Furu bent over and knelt on the couch, like a little bitch.
Er, raised her buttocks high, her face full of confused and tired emotions.
There were already shallow wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, but this did not detract from her beauty at all. On the contrary, it gave her a mature charm. Her face was full of reluctance, but she could not get rid of the man behind her.
Neng held onto Jinma tightly, bit the corner of the quilt tightly with his teeth, let out a long and thin moan, and allowed him to penetrate her body again and again.
Her body was still neatly dressed, but her lower body was smooth and smooth, as if she had been forced to push her down there. Her robes were piled around her waist, which did not hide the slenderness of her waist. Wave after wave of impact hit her.
Unable to bear it any longer, she opened her mouth and let out a mournful cry, then fell down softly. The man behind her lost his confidence and leaned on top of her.
Panting for a long time, Huo'a said coldly: "Let me go!"
Wan Songling's voice came from behind, domineering and unquestionable: "Now you are my woman, a woman who belongs to me alone, why should I let you go?"
Huo'a gritted his teeth and said: "You lied to me! You said you wanted me to help you create opportunities. You said you wanted to kill Mahamu, so Taiping and Batu Polo had to rely on you, and gradually regained the Khan's possessions.
Daquan, but... you didn't say that Ha Shiha was also your target!"
Wan Songling was silent for a while and said: "Yes, I lied to you about this!"
Huo'a stood up and was about to roll over, but Wan Songling restrained her with force and said in her ear: "Huo'a, you should know that only the three kings of Wala who were granted the title of the Ming Dynasty joined forces can compete with Hashiha, Mahamu.
After the death of Tuohuan and his son, I can certainly establish a new leader, but will Mahamu's other sons obey?
Would Taiping and Ba Tupolo not want to replace Mahamu? With Hashiha’s strength, he would then become the real Lord of Wala! Huo, I didn’t tell you in advance because I didn’t want to embarrass you.
After all...he is your nominal husband! But..."
Wan Songling said bewitchingly: "You were snatched away by him. Your original husband was killed by Elbek Khan. Hashiha killed Elbek Khan before he snatched you. You really love him."
Can you beat him? Hey, I am very happy to have your love, but if it continues like this, not to mention that my great cause is impossible, once he discovers our affair, even our lives will be in danger.
It’s safe.”
Huo Ayi was angry on the 1st: "You shouldn't have lied to me!"
Wan Songling rolled his eyes and said in a soft voice: "I'm just... worried that things will fail. If that happens, I will take full responsibility and don't want you to be implicated by me! And, frankly speaking, for the sake of the great cause,
Although it is a reason for me to take action, there is another more important reason why I want to kill Ha Shiha... I do it for you!"
Huo Giao's body trembled and she said: "For me?"
Wan Songling said: "Yes! For you! I can't let you go, I want you..."
Huo'a's tone became more relaxed: "I... am already yours..."
Wan Songling said excitedly: "That's right! But you are still Hashiha's wife. When I think that we can only be secretive, but he can have you openly, I get jealous!"
These words hit the weakest part of Huo'a's heart. His propped up body softened slightly, and he weakly murmured: "You...why are you doing this?"
Wan Songling felt secretly happy when he heard her relaxed tone, and quickly struck while the iron was hot: "Huo, help me consolidate the power of the Great Khan. I will make your son the leader of the tribe, so that we can stay together forever. When the storm subsides, I
I will officially marry you!"
Huo'a was moved by this, and his heart became even weaker, but he said: "Don't talk nonsense, my son is still young, and his brothers are already adults, how can they be willing to obey him? Besides, the Mahamu tribe's brothers are competing for the throne.
, the same is true. In the past, Taiping and Batu Polo only followed Mahamu's lead. Now that Mahamu is dead, they may not have the ambition to steal Mahamu's position! Alas! Do you know that you put Harshiha and Ma
If Hamu is killed, it will only lead to chaos in Wala..."
Wan Songling said calmly: "Not necessarily! I have already thought of what you said. If you can help me grasp the power to control the Oara tribes, even if it is only a part of the power, I will have the ability to decree that your biological son will be the leader of the tribe.
Leader. You have the largest territory and the largest number of herdsmen in the tribe, and with my full support, how dare those inexperienced sons of Hashha resist to resist even if they refuse to accept it?
Internal discord can bring in an external enemy to promote its integration. I have already made a plan to blame the Tatar Grand Master Arutai for this matter. Princess Samur has always supported me in regaining power, but she doesn't know
The real cause of death of her husband Mahamu. If you propose that I take charge of all the ministries, she will definitely agree. If I propose revenge against the Tatars, she will definitely agree with it.
Once Mahamu and Tuohuan died, she became the most powerful force in Mahamu's tribe. Her son had grown up. If she made her son the leader, the rest of Mahamu's tribe would not be able to compete with her.
Struggle. When the war against the Tatars begins, they will be both prosperous and devastated. Even if they are dissatisfied, they will not dare to create branches at this time and be conquered by foreign enemies.
In this case, when this war is over, your son and Princess Samur's son can completely use this war to eliminate dissidents and integrate the power of the tribe with your help. When the war is over, they can
My position is now unshakable, and I will truly be able to control the tribes of Wala. At that time, we will die here!"
Huo'a was a little startled and hesitantly said: "Start...a war?"
Wan Songling said: "Yes! War! You and I both need this battle! Huo, after this battle, I will be in control, and you and I will be able to stay together forever!"
Huo'a listened and remained silent.
At this time, a voice suddenly came from outside the tent: "Brother, the ceremony is about to begin!"
Wan Songling smiled slightly, stood up and tied up her robe, then helped Huo'a, who was a little at a loss, to pull down her robe sleeves to cover her plump and charming legs, straighten her messy hair at the temples, and gently
He said: "Let's go! My guild will present evidence in the mourning hall to prove that the assassin was sent by Arutai, the Tatar Grand Master. When the time comes, you and I will fully advocate revenge on the Tatars!"
Wan Songling pressed her head against Huo'a's cute ear like a Yuanbao, kissed her softly, and said softly: "In a funeral where you are personally involved, it will be easier to arouse the flames of revenge!"
A letter to readers of Jinyi states the following: When you read this letter, I have just made a very difficult decision. After acquiring Little White Wolf, Big Grizzly Bear, Ghost Princess, Princess Ming, Guang Guang, and the editor
Before Da Ru agrees, I have made a resolute decision to end "Night Walk in Jinyi" before the end of this year. I know that this will cause some inconvenience to you, but I have made my decision and I will write down the reasons for this decision below.
, I look forward to your understanding and support:
Haha, just kidding, this chapter should be more than 9,000 words. Because I have something to do early tomorrow morning, I can’t wait until the evening to correct it and then revise it, so I have to publish it all at once. I will leave extra words in the following chapters to make up for this.
A thousand words goes like this:
At this point in writing, I have almost all the stories I want to tell. Apart from the outline of the book, the voyage to the West, the story of Jian Jian and the Lord’s final destination, unless it is mixed with sand and water, it will be difficult to write about August! September!
!October! November! December! Two months should be almost the same, maybe a little more, or a little less.
If I write until the end of the year, I am expected to compete for the monthly ticket annual list. Currently, I have about 15,000 to 6,000 monthly votes more than the second place in the latest works. If I continue to write, with this leading advantage, it is very likely that I will win the monthly ticket.
After 2007, he once again won the monthly monthly ticket annual ranking. It is a pity to give up this honor.
However, the following story is limited, especially when it comes to foreign situations. Many readers cannot remember the foreign situations and the names of the many actors and actresses, and cannot sort out the intricate relationships, so I have written these parts.
I plan to write it as briefly as possible, so it will be difficult to guarantee that the story will continue until the end of the year.
The current results are very good. With your love and support, the subscriptions have been increasing steadily. However, I think that for a movie, you don’t have to wait until your subscriptions start to drop significantly before I want to finish it. I want to ask you.
Self: Is there anything else you want to write? Is there any interesting story to tell you? If not, then it’s time to end!
This is what I thought and what I did. My Hui Ming Dynasty ended when I could continue to rank first every month as long as I continued to write. Now, the number of tomes of five to six million words is increasing.
The more I write, the more, but I think it will be enough if I write about four million words in this book. If I write any more, it will be difficult to write something exciting, so I have to end it.
If words don't come true, sooner or later the game will be over. If you all treat me with sincerity, how dare I deceive you?
There are many plots requested by readers in this book that have not yet been used. The next book will give priority to the plots that have not yet been selected.
Finally, let’s talk about the shortcomings of this book so far. I will change the shortcomings of this book in the next book:
First, there are not many women in the drama, or to be precise, there are not many women in the drama that are analyzed in depth. This has been my intention since I opened the first chapter. I deliberately reduced the role of women and the description of women.
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When writing a drama with a female character, some people always say with disgust that there should be less female characters in the story, and the storyline can be promoted by either male or female characters. It seems that if the story is written with a male character, the taste will be improved immediately, just like some, as long as the male character is written
If you describe reality, he will think that your level is higher than that of others; if you write about tragedy, he will think that it must be more profound. If you only have one heroine, your level will be higher than that of others.
As a result, I became obsessed with these expert opinions and deliberately weakened the description of female characters. Then there were people who complained that there were no distinctive female characters. It was not as good as Hui Ming, and the female characters every step of the way touched my heart. There can be so many memorable ones.
Romantic plot.
From this, I remembered that I used to write history and cities, cities and fantasy, and so on, over and over again, and finally I was awakened by a reader's words and enlightened!
The general idea of what he said was: Jin Yong wrote about martial arts, Qiong Yao wrote about romance. If he was good at this, he would write about it. What a great achievement? Even those who sneer at the mention of romance and disdain it to the extreme, can he deny that Qiong Yao's romance novels are forty years old?
How much benefit has it created over the years? How many stars have been created? How many writers can have such achievements? Why don’t you farm when you listen to the cries of crickets? If you suppress your own strengths, you will be short-changed, and the wise will not take it!
Unexpectedly, I still fell into a miasma after all. I should pay attention to this in my next book. Let everyone have different opinions. Just write about your own strengths, write with care, and write to make yourself happy. Readers will naturally appreciate it. The flavor of the same dish,
It's impossible to please everyone, just write to those who appreciate your style!
There are thousands of avenues, but choose one and say it sincerely!
The second point is that the protagonist's status rises too high and too fast, so he cannot do many things himself. The excitement of the story is greatly restricted. As a result, the tension of the storyline is weak and there is no room for development.
One thing we should pay attention to in the future is to control the rhythm well.
So, this is a brief summary of this book so far. Next, I will concentrate on the creation of this book and enter the finishing stage. I think it should be almost completed in two months. Once the ending is completed, I will share it with you.
On to a new work!
There are not many days left to ask for votes for Jinyi, and there are not many opportunities to vote for Jinyi. Let me ask for your votes for Jinyi again!