But King Zhenbei was known to the world to be poor.
Geographically, the north is originally poorer than the south. The twenty-seven cities in the north of Zhenbei have to face the invasion of foreigners from the far north at any time, and also face the eager eyes of the Later Qin State and the King of Lingnan, who spend a lot of time recruiting troops, buying horses, weapons, and military supplies.
Money is as scarce as running water, so money is needed everywhere in the twenty-seven cities of Zhenbei. The king of Zhenbei is very poor.
Now that she has a large amount of wealth in her account, it should be used where it should be used. Her military factory is currently self-sufficient.
"Thank you, mother, for thinking of me."
"Just ask." Beiming Changfeng reached out and rubbed Ziyu's hair, his always cold voice showing a hint of softness.
Ziyu smiled at Beiming Changfeng: "I won't be polite to you."
There is no need to be polite to her husband. Whenever she is really short of money, she will definitely go to Beiming Changfeng first.
"By the way, Lingnan has been swallowed up by us and the Later Qin State. The three-legged confrontation is no longer possible. The Later Qin State has only us as an opponent, and Zhenbei is in danger." Suddenly thinking of this, Ziyu looked to the north with a slightly worried look.
Ming Changfeng.
When Beiming Changfeng heard this, he smiled coldly and arrogantly: "He will not start a war within three years."
"Why?" Ziyu was a little interested.
Although the Later Qin State was corrupt to the core, a lean camel was bigger than a horse, and it was not difficult for the Later Qin State, which occupied 60% of the mountains and rivers, to send troops.
"The forces in Lingnan need to be digested." Beiming Changfeng said calmly.
Such a large area of land as King Lingnan could not be digested overnight after the Later Qin State swallowed it up. It would take time to smooth out the remaining hostile forces in Lingnan. He originally invited the Prince of Later Qin to join him and gave him the Lingnan Mountains and Rivers.
This is where the force most hostile to the Later Qin State exists. Since he dares to give half of the power in Lingnan to the Later Qin State, he will naturally have a place to check and balance them. How can he give them half of the world for free?
"That's good." Ziyu understood.
Three years is enough time for Zhenbei to quickly become stronger.
"I'll be back from a little tryst tomorrow." Seeing Ziyu planning the future of Zhenbei Twenty-seven Cities, Beiming Changfeng flashed a tenderness deep in his eyes.
Upon hearing this, Ziyu immediately stood up and left: "I haven't looked at the account books yet."
In the past few days since she came back, she didn't have time to look at the account books that Xiaoyou asked someone to bring to her. If Xiaoyou asked about it tomorrow, she would still be clueless.
When Beiming Changfeng saw this, he stood up, walked to Ziyu's side in two quick steps, stretched out his hand to pick up Ziyu, and left.
"Put me down, I want to look at the account books." Ziyu screamed in his heart.
"Look." Beiming Changfeng carried the man and walked towards the bedroom.
"We're going the wrong way." This is not the way to the study.
"No." Beiming Changfeng firmly carried Ziyu towards the bedroom.
"This is the way to the bedroom." Ziyu said anxiously.
"Well, you do what you want, and I'll do mine."
"Beiming Changfeng, you big bastard, I can't stand it anymore, I'm going to kill you."
"You're still alive and well."
"Let go, let go, you will die if you do it."
"If you die, it's mine."
"..."
Ziyu was completely defeated, and was led leisurely into the bedroom by Beiming Changfeng. On the bedside, between a row of ledgers, Ziyu looked in front while he worked hard behind.
Look, how good it is to do two things at once.
As for whether Ziyu takes it in, is it none of his business?
A man who only cares about you is sometimes not good. Alas. This wealth is obviously considerable.
But King Zhenbei was known to the world to be poor.
Geographically, the north is originally poorer than the south. The twenty-seven cities in the north of Zhenbei have to face the invasion of foreigners from the far north at any time, and also face the eager eyes of the Later Qin State and the King of Lingnan, who spend a lot of time recruiting troops, buying horses, weapons, and military supplies.
Money is as scarce as running water, so money is needed everywhere in the twenty-seven cities of Zhenbei. The king of Zhenbei is very poor.
Now that she has a large amount of wealth in her account, it should be used where it should be used. Her military factory is currently self-sufficient.
"Thank you, mother, for thinking of me."
"Just ask." Beiming Changfeng reached out and rubbed Ziyu's hair, his always cold voice showing a hint of softness.
Ziyu smiled at Beiming Changfeng: "I won't be polite to you."
There is no need to be polite to her husband. Whenever she is really short of money, she will definitely go to Beiming Changfeng first.
"By the way, Lingnan has been swallowed up by us and the Later Qin State. The three-legged confrontation is no longer possible. The Later Qin State has only us as an opponent, and Zhenbei is in danger." Suddenly thinking of this, Ziyu looked to the north with a slightly worried look.
Ming Changfeng.
When Beiming Changfeng heard this, he smiled coldly and arrogantly: "He will not start a war within three years."
"Why?" Ziyu was a little interested.
Although the Later Qin State was corrupt to the core, a lean camel was bigger than a horse, and it was not difficult for the Later Qin State, which occupied 60% of the mountains and rivers, to send troops.
"The forces in Lingnan need to be digested." Beiming Changfeng said calmly.
Such a large area of land as King Lingnan could not be digested overnight after the Later Qin State swallowed it up. It would take time to smooth out the remaining hostile forces in Lingnan. He originally invited the Prince of Later Qin to join him and gave him the Lingnan Mountains and Rivers.
This is where the force most hostile to the Later Qin State exists. Since he dares to give half of the power in Lingnan to the Later Qin State, he will naturally have a place to check and balance them. How can he give them half of the world for free?
"That's good." Ziyu understood.
Three years is enough time for Zhenbei to quickly become stronger.
"I'll be back from a little tryst tomorrow." Seeing Ziyu planning the future of Zhenbei Twenty-seven Cities, Beiming Changfeng flashed a tenderness deep in his eyes.
Upon hearing this, Ziyu immediately stood up and left: "I haven't looked at the account books yet."
In the past few days since she came back, she didn't have time to look at the account books that Xiaoyou asked someone to bring to her. If Xiaoyou asked about it tomorrow, she would still be clueless.
When Beiming Changfeng saw this, he stood up, walked to Ziyu's side in two quick steps, stretched out his hand to pick up Ziyu, and left.
"Put me down, I want to look at the account books." Ziyu screamed in his heart.
"Look." Beiming Changfeng carried the man and walked towards the bedroom.
"We're going the wrong way." This is not the way to the study.
"No." Beiming Changfeng firmly carried Ziyu towards the bedroom.
"This is the way to the bedroom." Ziyu said anxiously.
"Well, you do what you want, and I'll do mine."
"Beiming Changfeng, you big bastard, I can't stand it anymore, I'm going to kill you."
"You're still alive and well."
"Let go, let go, you will die if you do it."
"If you die, it's mine."
"..."
Ziyu was completely defeated, and was led leisurely into the bedroom by Beiming Changfeng. On the bedside, between a row of ledgers, Ziyu looked in front while he worked hard behind.
Look, how good it is to do two things at once.
As for whether Ziyu takes it in, is it none of his business?
A man who only cares about you is sometimes not good, alas.