"My lord, Nanyang's side has already made preparations, just wait for Han Fei to enter Qin, and then he can move the momentum."

Although Zilanxuan is repaired tonight, it is the same in heaven and earth, although there are fewer and fewer people from the family in Xinzheng now, but yesterday a good news came out, which made many nobles who wanted to escape from the disaster breathe a sigh of relief.

Since South Korea is worry-free for the time being, it is time to have fun.

In the hall in front, there was a burst of warblers singing and dancing, but in the courtyard behind it, it was much quieter, and there were many people gathered in the courtyard area where Zhou Qing was.

Sitting quietly on the top, Bai Qianhong, Yao Jia, and Xushou were lined up below and left, and Xiao Ling and Xiao Yi were also in place, and their sides naturally carried the Flame Spirit Ji, who had been quite sticky in recent days.

"Haha, if Nanyang is surrendered to Qin, I am afraid that now that Korea has directly lost most of its territory, it will no longer have the strength to resist Qin, even if the general Wei Zhuang still has 100,000 troops in his hands, it is not a matter of worry."

"Such a great achievement, Yao Jia should be congratulated as Wu Zhenjun!"

Today's South Korea is only a fragmented area of thousands of miles, of which the more complete and prosperous piece is Nanyang, and the rest is a radius of three or four hundred miles centered on Xinzheng.

If the land of Nanyang does not exist, then Korea will really only have the last hundreds of miles of land left, compared to more than a hundred years ago, the territory is thousands of miles, almost a dead country, compared to the original country of ten thousand times, and now it has become a country of a thousand times.

Shangqing Yao Jia looked happy, although Han Fei's entry into Qin was not what he expected, but Wu Zhenjun's stroke was enough to make up for the army's deterrence of the Shandong countries, and yesterday he withdrew the news from the Shangdang, Li Mu seems to be no longer in Taihang Mountain, but has returned to the land of Yanmen to fight against the Huns.

In this way, without the constraints of Zhao General Li Mu, I am afraid that the place where the party will stay will once again achieve good results, and the goal of the camp outside the gate will be achieved, and it will only take some time to completely go east.

"The merit of dedicating the soil is not in me, but in Ye Teng!"

"His people know the general trend and understand the righteousness, and they should be rewarded heavily, thinking that they are an example for the countries of Shandong."

Zhou Qing shook his head, dedicated the credit of Nanyang Land, he didn't care, now he is already a feudal monarch, although he is not among the twentieth rank of military merit in Great Qin, but if he rewards himself again, I am afraid that he will have to be a marquis.

One day before the general trend started, he directly sealed the marquis, it was too conspicuous, not what he wanted, although he was not afraid of trouble, but trouble did intrude on people's hearts, one hand slowly swinged, without much to say.

"General Mengwu sent a message that General Zhao Li Mu has returned to the land of Yanmen, and only 50,000 troops are left to defend the Taihang border, however, the king has not yet had a clear document on the handling of General Huan Qi."

"Although Huan Qi suffered a defeat, his credit is still there, I think that there will be documents in the next two days, no matter what, an extremely heavy punishment is indispensable."

Huan Qi was captured by Zhao General Li Mu, such a humiliation of the country and the defeat of the army, the punishment will not be less, and this eastward trip is of great significance, Mengwu has obtained a lot of warring states, and the reward is not small.

Thinking that it is difficult for Huan Qi to turn over this time, but his people are also dying, so he retreats, which is a good strategy, and the conversation is changed and transferred from Nanyang to the party.

"The king has an order, tomorrow I should return to Xianyang together, along the way, take care of Han Fei, the son of South Korea, in case the rangers of Shandong countries rush, Mr. should prepare early tonight."

To this day, all the mundane things in Xinzheng, South Korea, have been settled, and I have waited here for a long time, but I never thought that such a thing would happen, and I also took an errand to escort Han Fei into Qin.

It is estimated that the king is not at ease with the rangers of the six countries of Shandong.

"What Wu Zhenjun said is very true."

"All things must be, early tomorrow morning, Yao Jia has to go to the West Palace, bid farewell to King Han, and lead Han Fei out of Xinzheng, so that the courtiers can enter Qin, which is also a bit cumbersome."

Yao Jia shook his head, accompanied by a whisper in his mouth, the whole person got up from behind the case, walked to the hall, and bowed, compared to Daowu Zhenjun, there are still quite a lot of things on him.

"Sir, go."

Zhou Qing waved his hand.

Yao Jia saluted again, turned around and left, walked out of the main hall, and walked out of heaven and earth.

"Xushou, after I leave tomorrow, you will continue to stay here, with the current situation of Xinzheng, there will not be too much intrusion, you can also defend yourself with the sword of the general."

Glancing at the hall, Bai Qianhong was going to go to Xianyang with her, and she still needed to stay in the heavens and the earth for the time being.

"Yes, Uncle Shi."

Standing up, he bowed.

"Xiao Ling, early tomorrow morning, you and Xiaoyi will go south and stay by my side for three years, and all the truths will be handed over to you and others, with the current background of the two of you, when the earth branch is rotated, there is a great possibility to break into the gods."

"I have already handed over some pills to you and others, so that I can practice and don't need to pay attention to the mundane."

Nodding at the void guard, his eyes turned again, looking at Xiao Ling and Xiao Yi on the side, with their own cultivation, now their cultivation has reached the level of innate elites.

It is only one step away from the innate peak level, and under the step-by-step order, it will soon be able to break into it, and at that time, the god is only one step away, and only by stepping into the god Xuanling, in the summer, can it be regarded as having the power of self-preservation.

The Fixing Spirit Pill and the Gathering Spirit Pill have also evolved from the Age and handed them over to them to provide cultivation.

"Yes, Uncle Shi!"

Xiao Ling stood up and saluted, and the crisp voice fell.

"Yes, Senpai!"

The ethereal and melodious sound swirls, and under the heavenly sound, it also follows.

"So, be a great good!"

Zhou Qing raised the wine bottle in his hand, greeted the people in the hall, and glanced at the flame spirit Ji beside him, and drank it all, after tonight, Zhu Xia should open a new page.

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As soon as the next day, a long line of three luxurious carriages lined up at the back door of heaven and earth, and did not wait for Yao Jia and Han Fei and others who entered Qin in the city, nor did they pay attention to South Korea's cautious etiquette on this matter.

One step ahead, the three horses and carts marched outside the north gate and waited for the convoy behind.

As soon as the hour entered, the early morning sun jumped out of the distant horizon, illuminating the vast plain outside the north gate of Xinzheng, and a peculiar chariot walked alone, slowly coming out of the north gate of Xinzheng.

This is unique to Korea and the Warring States period has been difficult to see pig iron car, the body is gray and black rough, there is no bronze car elegant and noble, the pig iron umbrella cover is thick and simple, like an ugly pot lid buckled a small carriage.

South Korea has the world's largest Yiyang Iron Mountain, the Korean ancestors used the Fenfa, then replaced the scarce bronze car with pig iron, although it is too simple, but it is a symbol of South Korea's temporary efforts.

Under the ugly iron umbrella cover stood the son Han Fei, who seemed to be inconspicuous today, wearing an eight-inch white bamboo crown on his head, wearing a coarse linen robe with a collar that looked like blue and non-blue, black and black, and the splendid Han Wang saw off the team on one side, and the prince Han Yu's send-off team became different from ancient and modern.

This kind of clothing is the originality of Han Zhaohou, who is most famous for his frugality, and it is also one of the traces of the hard work of old Korea. Now Han Fei is coming from this car and this clothes, and under the glorious sunrise, it is an ancient ancestor who has been resurrected.

Only on this car and this clothes, can you see the past style and glory of Han, Han Fei entered Qin, but entered Qin as an envoy, although maverick, but only into Qin, everything is irrelevant.

Yao Jia, the pedestrian secretary of the Qing Dynasty, has been leading the way in front, for such a strange car, not much to say, his expression has not changed, waiting for the etiquette of Han Wangan and others outside the suburban pavilion of the north gate to finish, and the people of the crown prince Han Yu retreated behind him, watching the pig iron car continue to advance.

On the rear road not far from the side of the suburban pavilion, a group of quicksand also appeared, looking at their eyes, quietly watching this scene, the silver-haired and black-clothed Wei Zhuang, his expression was still cold, and he stood on the sword with one hand, without saying a word.

The purple girl and the young man in the green shirt were sad for no reason, and he ...... He used to be the most elegant young man in Xinzheng City, but now he is trapped in a pig iron car, coarse linen clothes, fine wine is not there, beauty is not there, and he is alone in Qin.

The red-shirted girl was also in the column, holding a red sword, while looking at her brother's whereabouts, she looked at the silver-haired man in black with a blurred eyebrow, her brother's trip was for Korea, and her father told him so.

He ...... Finally left Xinzheng. ”

White-haired and red-robed, with the body of a marquis, riding on a horse with white beard, watching this scene from afar, wisps of warm sunlight shone on his body, and suddenly in a radius of ten zhang, ice crystals manifested and frost condensed.

For several years, this person who has been against him is finally leaving Xinzheng, finally leaving South Korea, and next, he wants to regain the glory and glory that he has lost for many years.

"The quicksand is defeated, now in Xinzheng, there is a mother in the palace, and there is a marquis outside the palace, and the night will fall on Korea again, haha, it seems that the day of my fortune is approaching."

On his side was an extremely fat man, middle-aged, with a fat body, all his clothes were splendid, wearing gold and silver, and the wordless aura of wealth came to his face, squinting a pair of small eyes, looking at the location of the ninth prince Han Fei, whispering and chuckling.

"Ninth brother, fourth brother toasts you."

Han Yu came in person, stepped forward, looked at the Zhuxia Kingdoms, a pig iron car that belonged to Korea, felt something, took a deep breath, glanced at Yizi on his side, and then a pot of wine and two jasper wine bottles came out.

In any case, the ninth brother's entry into Qin prevented South Korea from falling into ruin, and this merit deserves its own cup.

"Fourth brother!"

In addition to the identity of the royal family, they all have the same blood flowing in their bodies, and if they say goodbye today, I am afraid that there will be no chance to see each other again, after they leave, according to the means of their father, I am afraid that they will be promoted.

Thinking of this, Han Fei couldn't help but feel cold in his heart, and his heart gradually became cold, he took the jasper wine bottle from Han Yu's hand, sniffed the mellow aroma of the wine, breathed greedily, and after a few breaths, drank it all, and threw away the wine bottle in his hand.

Stepping on the pig iron car, he shouted softly to the emperor, and the heavy iron car creaked up, following behind Yao Jia, the Qin envoy in front, and headed towards the territory of Qin.

One by one, the eyes fell on the pig iron car, and a round of tomorrow in the eastern sky slowly rose, and the shadow of the car was getting longer and longer, and finally, I don't know when, the car disappeared completely.