Chapter 469

Seeing the sudden death of the commander, there was no sadness on their faces. They glanced at each other and dropped their bows and arrows one after another.

Xi Yan smiled, that smile was very penetrating, under the golden sunlight, it was gorgeous and dazzling.

The guards on the city wall looked at Xiyan, full of hope, as if making a silent invitation, Xiyan smiled, tore apart the pieces under the skirt, and walked along the steps happily like a butterfly, but everyone I feel as if I saw an eagle flying, spreading its wings under the blue sky.

Xi Yan went to the city gate, directly took down the flag belonging to Zhilan, threw it on the ground, then walked to the middle of the group, looked at the [-] soldiers who were pressing down on the border outside the city gate, and faced the horses sitting on the ground. Li Li and Cai Yun, who were on their backs, smiled.

"Open the gate."

The loud voice pierced Bixiao.

On November 20th of the [-]th year of Dajing, the Liuli army captured Lancheng without a single soldier. The country of Zhilan disappeared completely on this continent, and an army of [-] troops entered Lancheng.

On November 20th of the 25th year of Dajing, the political situation of Soochow was in turmoil and exhausted, so envoys were sent to deliver a letter of surrender to Xiyan who was in Lancheng.

On December 20, the 23th year of Dajing, Hedian, one of the three major kingdoms, was pushed back because of the rebellion of the people. On the first day of his ascension, the newly established king, Chen Shu Liuli, was willing to be a subsidiary, waiting for Liuli to be demolished.

A natural disaster was neither small nor big, but the imperial courts of various countries opened a gap for Liuli to unify and dominate the great cause because they did not care about the lives of the people.

"Oh, I'm exhausted."

The sky is blue and the sun is bright, and Xia Yebai is sitting on a round table with Xiyan in his arms, flirting openly and aboveboard with the golden sun hanging high above the blue sky.

The two who came in were Xiao Jian and Mo Qing. Seeing this very unsightly scene, they looked at each other with a tacit understanding, smiled knowingly, and then hurried in, walked to the round table, and gave themselves He poured out a glass of water and gulped it down into his stomach.

Xiyan was sitting on Xia Yebai's lap, this fellow was completely less shameless than before, eating at the same table and sleeping together, of course, it was normal for this couple, even It is acceptable to use hands and feet while sleeping, after all, Xiaobai is also a man of blood, and unlike other men with three wives and four concubines, he only has himself, so try to be satisfied.

But this person is completely pushy, he has to take a shower together, and even join in the fun in the last hut, just like now, even if he stops to catch his breath and drink tea, he still wants to hug her, put his hands up and down, and take advantage of it.

Xiao Jian and Mo Qing poured tea three times before sighing in satisfaction, put down the teacups in their hands, and lay down on the table directly, with their eyelids turned up, reflecting the sunlight, they could clearly see the layer under their eyes A clear layer of jet black, also on the chin, especially Mo Qing, at his age, he is in the development stage, and he hasn't cleaned it up for a few days. Compared with Xiao Jian, the ruthlessness on the chin is very conspicuous.

"Master, I haven't touched a woman for nearly two months."

Xiao Jian looked at Xia Yebai who was caressing Xi Yan carefully, thumped the table vigorously, and began to complain every day.

Occupying Lancheng and unifying the southern region is indeed a great event for Liuli, and it is the same for Xiyan. At least now, he can concentrate on dealing with the Xiongnu.

But Zhilan, the small countries of Eastern Wu have been self-contained for hundreds of years. After all, they are not different from the people of Liuli, and not every common people wants to rebel. Everyone is a narrow nationalist individual. Forced to be helpless, if Liuli can't give them the life they want, or if their life is not as good as it was before the prehistoric, someone will definitely fan the flames, and then it will definitely cause internal and external troubles for Liuli, and such a situation , is the last thing she wants to see.

The homes of the common people were destroyed, and it was not a long-term solution for those people to live in tents outside for a long time. After calming down, Xiyan decided to start rebuilding their homes. This is a huge project, and it cannot be completed overnight. It will consume a lot of manpower, material and financial resources, Xiyan doesn't care about these, at least in her opinion, it is worth it, as long as the construction starts, the support and support of those victims will definitely be obtained.

Due to various complicated situations, although the Southern Territory is now Liuli's, there are still a small number of forces that are constantly resisting. A single spark can start a prairie fire. She will not give a single spark a chance to start a prairie fire. She will fight against all reactionary forces. Nip in the bud, and she needs to marshal those forces that yield.

So during this period of time, Xiao Jian, Mo Qing, Mo Li Caiyun, and the people who came with her were all dispatched. They could only sleep for two or three hours a day. Fortunately, they are all skilled in martial arts, so although they were tired, none of them fell ill.

In the beginning, Xiyan was also like this, because for those people, such a person who coexists with the gods naturally has to play the role of the backbone.

Later, when Xia Yebai saw that her face was tired and she lost a lot of weight, she couldn't stand it anymore, so she didn't say anything and let her go out. The reason was that Princess Gong was overworked, and when she came back late at night, she suddenly passed out and needed a good rest. I heard that Concubine Gong fainted because of their affairs, and when I thought of those foolish lords, I felt more and more grateful and admired. At the gate of the post station, there were ordinary people with baskets in their hands every day, almost crowding the whole place. Came to give something to Xi Yan who was lying on the bed.

Mo Qing chuckled a few times, and patted Xiao Jian comfortingly, expressing his condolences. Their son only cared about his wife's life and death, and used them as mules.

Sure enough, after Xia Yebai heard Xiao Jian's words, he raised his head and glanced at him, and snorted coldly, both the look and the sound were extremely dissatisfied: "Mo Li Qi Su is busy outside every day, I I have never heard them complain, and Caiyun is a female stream, and she will never come back halfway to drink tea and be lazy."

He is the only one who sings tiredly or shouts that he has no women every day, and he can still think of women. It can be seen that he is not very busy.

A certain eldest son doesn't think about it himself, every time he comes back, he sees the love scene between him and so-and-so. Even if he is too tired to think, he will never forget women, especially Xiao Jian. Merry ghost.

"Brother Xiaojian, don't let sister Caiyun hear your words, or you will really end your life in that fireworks and willow alley."

(End of this chapter)

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