In the East China Sea, the night is silent and the waves are gentle. On the rocks and beaches, there are fishermen's lights dotted. The fisherwomen use fish oil lamps to illuminate their fishing nets. The fishermen are looking at the moon and clouds in the night sky. They are used to it. It seems that tomorrow
It will be good weather, but you can’t say for sure... You have to wait for the weather forecast from the Crystal Palace, but sometimes... you can’t.
Previous storms buried many fishing boats deep in the Blackwater Ocean, but the impact did not extend here, which the fishermen feel is very lucky.
But the shocking news of the Han Kingdom's victory in the Eastern Wasteland seemed like a violent storm of information whirlpool, carrying the general trend of shooting down the Dark Emperor, Qiong Yang's two immortals, and burying Hongyun Yasheng and even the entire Hongyun Sect.
There was a stormy sea along the way. Many vassal states had vague expectations but were disappointed. They were even shocked by the strength Ye Qing showed.
Detailed battle reports were immediately disseminated within Wumai. In the eyes of the immortals, there were very accidental and unreplicable layout factors. The identities of hunter and prey were interchanged three times, and success or failure was often just a thin line away.
Awe is the layout and control of His Highness Qing Jin turning clouds and rain into his hands.
But the human way is different from the immortal way. Mortals always judge heroes based on success or failure, and are happy to praise the glory of heroes in order to gain a sense of security. All they see is the exaggerated victory result of "lonely destroying Hongyun Manmen" in the propaganda, especially in conjunction with the previous
The world is not optimistic about the future of Han's fate in this war, which is even more dramatic. Even teahouse storytellers have published "The Heroes of Han" overnight. In fact, they dare not directly play with the immortals, but make a living through curves, and the stars are shining in the moon.
His Highness the King of Han's heroic spirit in turning the tide...Although everyone knows that the story is false, people love to hear it.
The "Yuzheng 001" civilian air transport ship from Han, the flagship of the entire visiting fleet, was the first to land on the apron on the outskirts of the capital of Qinghou State under such a spotlight. The Qinghou Army sent
Dao soldiers went to unload supplies on each ship behind the flagship.
While they were working, they noticed that there were a group of old and young men in majestic robes waiting under the flagship. They counted exactly seven, and their respective concubines were waiting hand in hand... The princes and their wives greeted each other. This is the etiquette of international communication, but who would be like this?
It's a big deal to have the seven princes and seven concubines waiting for you?
After thinking about it, there was only one answer. The name that could no longer be said made all the soldiers and civilians feel a tremble in their hearts. Sometimes when a hero becomes beyond imagination, he no longer regards him as a human being, but as a kind of sacred being.
After all, he is not human.
The King of Han and the princess came out hand in hand to meet the immortal princes and Fanhou and his wife one by one. They greeted each other with a smile. It was impossible to really say anything in such an occasion. Ye Qing, accompanied by Princess Cao Baijing and the Han Dynasty civil and military envoys, all
He got on the carriage in a very low-key manner... At least he thought he was quite low-key. No, for this Qingdao Eight-Nation Summit, he personally took the princess on a trip to the seven countries of the Middle East, the East and the Sea, and specifically chose to arrive at dark night for the first stop.
Then, as soon as the motorcade started, there were bright music and fireworks, and the night sky over Qingzhou City became lively and noisy. There were even cheers that exceeded the rules: "Long live His Majesty Qingjin...Long live Qingmeng——"
"Are you trying to hold me up high?"
After Ye Qing was surprised, he felt that he was like a human-shaped torch pulling the wind in the dark night. In this world, it is nothing but fame and fortune, and the most murderous thing is invisible.
Cao Baijing was proud of her husband and smiled sweetly: "But even so, my husband will not stop cutting with the knife, right?"
"My beloved concubine knows me."
Ye Qing laughed, took his cousin's white and soft hand, and groped it carefully. It seemed that he couldn't do anything else except this. He couldn't help but feel sorry for his huge harem, and he exclaimed: "This makes me and the butcher
Same, and this time it is a soft knife. We should treat the enemy and ourselves clearly. It seems that we should treat our comrades as warm as the spring breeze... moisturizing things intangibly."
The princess gave him a charming look. The carriage was filled with warm spring light, and outside the window was the warm spring evening breeze, blowing slantingly, making people intoxicated.
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Qingzhou City is still a big city. When the ceremonial car drives into the city, you hear more and see more. There are restaurants and teahouses in the streets. Everyone is talking about the major event that the newspapers advocated for the confluence of the white, black, and green veins. You can't help but feel excited.
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"Based on this guess, the next step is to change the passive beating scene. After all, Qingmai is the one who can seal the saint from the outside world... What's the brand of that can? Yes, Qingzhu brand can!" A strong man shouted as he slapped the table.
Everyone looked sideways at the rash man: "Shh, keep your voice down..."
"What are you afraid of? Han Chinese cans are sold all over the world, and we still don't dare to scream? Anyway, there will always be someone tall to support us..." The man said hard, but in the end he showed a little timidity.
"This time, we have defeated the enemy's two-day Immortal in a row, a sub-sage. This son of destiny is in Qingmai. Doesn't it mean that destiny is in Qingmai?" Someone said in hindsight.
"No wonder Huang Mai has recently been desperate to suppress Qing Mai's Son of Destiny without any regard for shame. It's because he got wind of the news and became nervous. Unfortunately, he still fell short and was defended by the Han Kingdom!"
An old man stroked his beard and said: "The Han Kingdom has defended, and we, the Seven Kingdoms, no longer have to worry about being cannon fodder."
"The eight Qing League countries originally advanced and retreated as one..." the scribe said.
Most of this is actually not official news, rumors are still rumors, but they are different from the worries spread by Huang Mai, but they are exciting!
When the overall situation is optimistic, no one is worried about being annexed by the Han Dynasty, and they are even proud of it, which adds a sense of identity.
Between success and failure, people's opinions are different, which can be said to be respectable.
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"If you don't take it, you will be blamed!" In the early morning, Ye Qing was sleeping in a palace. He did not fall asleep. He watched a blue-purple light falling from the sky and said lightly.
Under Ye Qingwang's Qi, Qi was fully displayed, and within the seven states of the Qing League, white Qi was gathering, and yellow Qi was continuously generated and gathered. This was a manifestation of the people's hearts and minds.
"That's right. Now is the time for us to implement the Qing system." Fairy Qingluan came down and handed over an emperor's talisman edict without Ye Qing's bow: "You are the prince, and the prince is also the prince. Just call these princes
If you just offer soil, do you still need an edict from the emperor?"
"If the name is not right and the words are not right, the emperor must issue an edict." Ye Qing still bowed as a salute and took the purple talisman. When he opened it, he saw that it was the emperor who had officially issued the edict. Qingmeng
The seven vassal states in the region started the integration process with the Han State and immediately merged peacefully to form the Han Dynasty!
"As long as you like it!" Fairy Qingluan didn't say much, just smiled: "In fact, Huang Mai already knows about it, but this is Qing Mai's internal matter. Although Huang Mai is shocked, he can't object."
"Yes, in fact, why don't Huang Vein and Red Vein want to do this?" Ye Qingyan said with a faint smile.
However, the two families have great causes, high-level gods each support the vassal state, and small factions formed by joining forces with each other. The fierce internal inertia among the top leaders makes it difficult for anyone to decide which family is the most respected. Even the most powerful Cai
Behind the country, Taizu Cai Xuan was just an earthly immortal, relying on the Zhongyang Celestial Immortal to move up the ranks. He was a direct lineage of the Yellow Emperor, but he still found it difficult to convince the public. As soon as he lost his position in the Heavenly Mandate Dynasty, the local vassal states directly broke down, without giving any face.
This is not the influence of the high-level gods behind their respective backstages, who would believe it?
In fact, in ordinary calamities, the Yellow Vein has the advantage of being the leader of the five meridians. In order to ensure that the risks are dispersed and controllable, there is also such full internal competition to determine the strongest person who conforms to the external trend to unify the princes of the whole meridian to ensure suppression.
The wildfires of Red Vein can be said to be traditional inertia, but now is a catastrophe, and the most lacking thing is time, and the conservative tradition of Huang Vein is not good at adjusting speed.
At this time, the number of people in Qingmai was sparse, and the top management had a tacit understanding not to undermine each other. This tradition of unity became the first move when quick response was needed. No matter how you felt about Han Guo and Ye Qing, Qinghou, Ehou, Jianghou
The other seven vassal lords all had to listen to the instructions of the gods behind their respective backstages and rallied closely around the Han Kingdom. They never tried to undermine Ye Qing, the leader of the alliance, and could even merge with a single order... It was replaced by Huang Mai, and they were arguing in meetings.
It will last until next year, and the day lilies are already cold.
Thinking of this, the two immortals couldn't help but smile at each other.
Day 3·Early morning
In the capital city of Qinghou Kingdom, every household had already prepared the incense table according to the instructions. At the right time, they heard the sound of bells and drums, and the King of Han's motorcade was in front and the princes were on the side, driving away mightily.
As the motorcade passed by, the people around them knelt down and shouted: "The King of Han is a thousand years old, a thousand years old, a thousand years old!"
Qinghou looked a little pale as the people shouted. These were his people. After a while, they would all be handed over. He was very disappointed.
"However, the King of Han promised to keep one county. In the future, when the King of Han unifies the world, he can even move out and become a legitimate vassal state. This is not bad." Qinghou thought to himself.
It is said that in all previous dynasties, there were old princes and princes who served as vassals, so that their foundations could be deeply rooted. Naturally, it is the same this time. Thinking about this, there is finally hope.
This time, the three-story high platform was lined with green flags.
Ye Qing was dressed in Hanwang's imperial robes, and was armed with a sword. He was surrounded by people. At this time, his status was different. A vision suddenly appeared. Qingyun hung down. This was because of You's words. He burned incense and worshiped again. He slowly invited Fairy Qingluan to come down and read out the decree.
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At this time, Fairy Qingluan opened the edict and turned it into an edict. She showed no expression as she read slowly: "The King of Han is my prince of green blood. He has a noble character and is favored by heaven. He will surely show his virtue on earth and guide the King of Han."
Inheriting my destiny, the princes should bow in respect and salute—this is what I say!”
There were tens of thousands of people around the entire high platform, but there was no sound at this time. Only seven princes could be seen. Their faces were a little sad, but they all came out and bowed down: "I obey the order, thank you!"
Then, Qinghou was the first to respond and led the princes: "Today, by the decree of heaven, the King of Han must be the master. I pay homage to the King of Han. Thousand years old, thousand years old, thousand thousand years old!"
"A thousand years old, a thousand years old, a thousand years old!" At this time, all the scholars, officials and people all kowtowed together.
In the blink of an eye, the green and yellow aura of the seven princes suddenly turned into gold, while the faint dragons above them all let out a wail and dispersed into green snakes.