Golden Age Of Phoenix: Tyrant’s First Class Virtuous Imperial Concubine

Zhu Feng said: "The name of this village is written by my imperial pen."

When everyone heard this, they were all stunned, Shi Nianyi even held his breath, only opened his eyes and looked at the three words.

Zhu Feng said: "This village is determined by me, and you are all my people."

"..."

"No one can drive you away from here."

"..."

"This is your home."

Hearing these words, each of these villagers' eyes reddened, and Shi Nianyi looked at Zhu Feng, shaking with excitement, and fell to his knees with a thump.

"emperor!"

He squashed his head and tremblingly said: "The emperor, the emperor is so generous to the grass people, and the grass people wait for nothing!"

Said, crying.

The other villagers also knelt down and kowtow to Zhu Feng.

"Caomin wait, thank God!"

"Long live my emperor, long live, long live!"

Zhu Feng walked slowly among them, watching the excitement of these people starting to cry bitterly, and said calmly: "This time, you have done something for me, so I will pay you back. A home."

"..."

"However, there is one thing, I want to explain to you first."

"..."

"The name of the village is written by my imperial pen, but it is just for you to live and work here in peace and contentment. You cannot use my excuses to cause trouble or even slander. If I find out, I will also kill your villagers!"

Shi Nianyi kept kowtow and said eagerly: "Don't dare, Caomin don't dare!"

In fact, Zhu Feng also knew they were afraid.

However, things bestowed by the emperor, after all, are different from other things. He seldom leaves his own handwriting in the folks, so he must first scare these people.

Then he said: "Well, you guys, go into the village."

These villagers prayed and bowed to him three times again, thankful, and then got up and walked cautiously into the village.

In his mouth, he even kept chanting Buddha.

Shi Nianyi walked in, and as he walked, he said to the villagers around him: "This plaque is the treasure of our village. We must protect it and pass it on from generation to generation."

The people around said seriously: "Yes!"

Looking at the gratefulness of these people, a smile appeared on Nan Yan's face.

At this time, I felt the clothes being pulled.

Looking down, it was a little stone standing beside him, looking up at him.

"Auntie."

He yelled, his mother was frightened, and hurriedly ran over to kneel: "The concubine empress, forgive me, the child is ignorant."

After finishing speaking, he hit Xiao Shitou's **** again: "Who made you bark? This is the empress!"

Nan Yan smiled and said, "You don't have to be so formal."

She looked at the little stone: "What are you going to tell me?"

Xiao Shitou was also scolded by his mother and woke up, and said in a low voice, "Niang Niang, I am here to thank Niang Niang."

Nan Yan smiled and said: "No thanks. From now on, I will live a good life here with my parents. When I grow up, I will do things diligently to make my life better. In this way, my aunt will be happier and proud of Little Stone. ."

Hearing her words, Little Stone was a little solemn.

With a serious look on his childish little face, he solemnly said: "Little Stone must be obedient!"

Nan Yan smiled and stroked his hair.

His mother kowtowed to Nan Yan, and she also came into the village with a little stone thankfully.

A burst of laughter and joy.

Two people stood at the entrance of the village, listening to the laughter and the voice of gratitude. After a while, Zhu Feng said: "The wind is rising, go back."

"Ok."

Nan Yan nodded, holding his hand.

The two returned to the carriage together, and soon drove to the Yanwang Mansion.

Sitting on the carriage, Nan Yan's ears seemed to keep echoing the laughter from Juyu Village just now, and the corners of her mouth were tilted upwards.

She glanced at her sitting next to her. Although there was no expression on her face, there was still a beam of joyful Zhu Feng between her brows.

Softly said: "The emperor, thank you emperor."

Zhu Feng raised his eyelids and glanced at her: "What are you thanking for?"

Nan Yan smiled and said, "The emperor is really kind to be able to forgive this villager's life."

"Humph."

Zhu Feng snorted in disdain, and after a while, he said: "I, I just forgave them because they did something for me."

Nan Yan immediately moved a little closer to him and leaned on him: "It's the monument, right?"

Zhu Feng looked down at her and let out an "um".

Nan Yan nodded gently, and sighed in his heart: As expected.

The timing and location of the monument were all too coincidental, and even the inscription on it seemed to have come specifically for that incident.

So, after seeing the inscription, she was a little skeptical.

Zhu Feng brushed his clothes and said, "Since the ministers said that lightning strikes against the city wall is an ominous omen, then I will turn ominous into auspiciousness."

"So, the three days given by the emperor were actually used to carve the stele, and to bury the stele in that place, right?"

"Not bad."

"But that monument looks really old, even the ministers in the court can't see it."

Zhu Feng said: "Because, that is a very old monument."

"what?"

"Do you still remember the story that Shi Nianyi said. After Shi Lian poisoned Shiye's family and committed suicide, their ancestors carved a huge stone stele and buried it under the ground as a town. The law of the house."

"Ah!" Nan Yan suddenly thought of it, "It turns out that it's the monument!"

Zhu Feng nodded and said: "There was originally the word'Chang'an' engraved by their ancestors, but I just asked them to engrave the word'Beiping' on the back of the stele. This is enough to resist the ominous ministers. That's it."

"It turned out to be so."

Nan Yan nodded, thought for a moment, and then said, "In fact, this time, the emperor didn't plan to kill these people from the beginning, did he?"

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"From the beginning, you planned to keep them, right?"

"Humph."

Zhu Feng just snorted coldly, closed his eyes and said nothing.

Nan Yan smiled and leaned her head on his shoulder.

However, there was still a little doubt in her heart.

Zhu Feng had been planning this matter since that time, in other words, he was preparing to do this trick with the ministers, even before the ministers attacked him.

He seemed to have foreseen this matter in advance, as if he had prepared in advance.

Those three days were only the time to erect, carve and bury the monument.

However, how did he foresee all this in advance?