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Chapter 659 Refugees besieged the city, underground gold mine

Two days later.

The heavy snow falling like cherry blossoms stopped, and the news that was supposed to arrive in Chu State yesterday has been delayed until now due to weather reasons.

In the palace.

Xiao Guizi received the letter from the secret guard and quickly walked to the imperial study. This was news from Ziyun Dragon City, and he did not dare to show any hesitation.

In the past few days, Chu Feifan has been saying that once the news comes, it must be delivered to him as soon as possible.

"Creak!"

There was a sound of pushing the door open, and Xiao Guizi entered the imperial study and walked quickly to Chu Feifan, who was reviewing the memorial.

"Your Majesty, news from Dragon City!"

"Yeah?"

There was obviously a hint of urgency in his tone. He put down his imperial pen, took the letter in front of him, opened it and stared at it intently.

a long time.

I saw him throwing his head back and laughing wildly, his eyes full of smiles, and he looked completely uncontrollably excited.

Seeing him laughing heartily, Xiao Guizi was a little surprised. It had been a long time since he had seen Emperor Chu looking so happy.

"Xiao Guizi, please send an order to Bai Qi and Ran Min to enter the palace immediately. Another eight hundred miles hasten to inform Generals Yue Fei and Qin Qiong in Zihan City to send their troops to Dragon City immediately."

"General Yang has truly made an astonishing feat this time, taking down the Ziyun Empire for Wu Chu without even a single blow."

Chu Feifan held the letter tightly in his hand, and with a powerful voice, Xiao Guizi took the order and exited the imperial study.

The Ziyun Empire surrendered, and Liang's crisis against Chu weakened. There were still three months to go before the warm spring of March. He knew that starting from now on, the Liang army would invade the country in large numbers, and it would no longer be possible to march straight in.

moment.

Fang Xuanling and Wen Boya arrived in a hurry. After entering the imperial study, they raised their hands and handed a memorial to Chu Feifan.

"Your Majesty, there are a large number of refugees from the Ziyun Empire in Fengyan and Jiangyang. Officials from various states don't know how to deal with them and have already sent a letter to Beijing."

"Ziyun refugees?"

"Xuanling, how many refugees are there?"

Just after receiving the news of Ziyun's surrender, a large number of refugees poured into the Chu region. It was snowing heavily and the ground was frozen and the sky was cold. Chu Feifan could not ignore the life and death of the people.

"Your Majesty, the number of refugees gathered in Fengyan, Jiangyang, and Hanyu cities alone is already as high as 30,000."

Fang Xuanling's urgent voice sounded. He clutched the letter in his hand tightly and his expression became solemn. This was indeed a very difficult matter.

Devastated by the war, people everywhere are suffering from the harsh winter. We have just solved the Northern Han Palace and raised money and food for the five cities and eighteen levels. Now these tens of thousands of refugees will need a lot of money and food.

"Xuanling, immediately issue a decree to the government offices of each state. We want all the refugees to enter the city. The money and food provided to the state governments in a short period of time should be able to sustain it. I will definitely send someone to deliver the required money and food within five days."

"I am ordering the officials of each state government, I don't want to see the corpses of people who starve to death or freeze to death, and we must not let the bones be exposed in the wild and starve to death everywhere."

"Otherwise, we will punish you severely and we will never tolerate you!"

Fang Xuanling knew that he cared about the world, loved the people, and knew that the people were the foundation of the country. However, the economy of Chu State was already stretched, and it was indeed difficult to accommodate tens of thousands of refugees.

It was obvious that Chu Feifan had a firm attitude and a serious look on his face. Fang Xuanling swallowed the words that came to his lips, followed the order and turned around to leave.

Chu Feifan looked at the memorial in his hand, suddenly looked up and saw Wen Boya still standing in front of him, closed the memorial and asked loudly.

"Bo Ya, what's the matter?"

"Your Majesty, Wei Chen and Lord Zhang Heng received news a few months ago that a mine was discovered hidden in the jungle south of Mingfeng City. Lord Zhang has visited it many times and has now determined the location of the mine through on-site inspections."

"Wei ministers are here to report, hoping that the emperor will issue an order to include that jungle in the royal garden, because Master Zhang and Chu Guards both suspect that there is a gold mine under the ground that has been around for hundreds of years."

"Gold mine?"

"He has no doubts about Zhang Heng and Chu Yanlong's judgment. Zhang Heng has the ability to explore the origin of the world and has a very good understanding of geography and humanities. Coupled with Chu Yanlong's dual-attribute warrior, he can determine what's under the ground based on his earth-attribute ability.

Do you have treasure?"

This has been verified many times and he is very convinced. This news really makes him feel like he is in trouble.

If a large amount of gold mines can really be mined underground, then Chu's economy will advance by leaps and bounds and it will become a resource-rich country in one fell swoop.

"Bo Ya, it's time to play."

"This matter must be sealed. I will immediately order the Iron Eagle warriors to be transferred to Mingfeng City to protect your safety."

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your permission. I will prepare now and start mining after the end of the year."

After Wen Boya bowed and left, he looked excited. Good things happened one after another today, which caught him off guard.

At this moment.

Bai Qi and Ran Min came outside the imperial study. They took off their robes outside the palace and strode forward.

"The last generals (Bai Qi, Ran Min), pay homage to the Emperor."

"The two beloved ladies are here, Xiao Guizi, please give me a seat!"

Chu Feifan's rich voice sounded, and he raised his hand to indicate that the two of them should sit down. The imperial study room was instantly filled with a strong aura of iron-blooded killing that is unique to soldiers.

"Bai Qi, Ran Min, the Ziyun Empire has surrendered. In order to allow Liang Guo to spy, I decided to let you lead your troops to Longcheng City to defend it."

"Whoa!"

"Whoa!"

When they heard the sound, the two people suddenly jumped up and knelt down with fists clasped: "Congratulations to the Emperor, the Ziyun Empire has surrendered. The last general is willing to go to Longcheng City to defend it!"

Ziyun, the only remaining member of the seventh-grade empire, has now surrendered, indicating that the Chu State unified the seventh-grade empire. Bai Qi was the first to follow Chu Feifan, watching the Chu State become stronger step by step.

It was already dark when generals Bai Qi and Ran Min left the imperial study. Chu Feifan told them what they should pay attention to when going to Longcheng, and at the same time issued an edict to reward Li Chong.

Li Chong changed from Emperor Ziyun to Xiaoyao Hou and would be taken back to Huxiao Imperial City by Yang Yansi. Chu Feifan placed him in the Peach Blossom Valley outside the imperial capital.

There happened to be an unused mansion there, which was renovated after the Chinese New Year and became Xiaoyao Prince's Mansion. Li Chong enjoyed the salary of a high-ranking official in the imperial court.

It's late at night and the earth is snowing.

In Fengyi Pavilion.

Chu Feifan took the beautiful Han Zhiyun into his arms. The beauty was warm and soft in his arms.

"Your Majesty is in a good mood today. What's so happy about you?"

"Zhiyun, the Ziyun Empire has surrendered, and the Chu State has unified the seventh-level empire. Such good news, how can I not be happy?"

"Ziyun surrenders. Congratulations to the Emperor for taking over the Ziyun Empire without bloodshed."

Han Zhiyun snatched out of Chu Feifan's arms, bowed and saluted, and a light voice sounded.

Seeing her faint smile, pink cheeks and blushing face, Chu Feifan's lips turned up with a hint of evil smile.

Fengyi Pavilion is as warm as spring and extremely fragrant. Waves of melodies are like sounds of nature, flying to the top of the sky with the wind.

(End of chapter)


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