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"According to my son, this time I went south to the Central Plains with Your Majesty to participate in the so-called Tianxia Daohui, Miss Chang, you should stop being the King of Nantian, and go directly to our northern border to settle down in Daxia.

"Although according to the laws of Daxia, it is very difficult for foreigners to become naturalized, but I am willing to give you a guarantee and endorsement, girl.

"As long as you get the corresponding credit for this trip and regain your freedom, then the world in the northern border and the customs and customs of Great Xia will be up to you to visit and appreciate!"

After Sima Annan's teasing voice came out, his complexion suddenly changed slightly, because Chang Xiliu in front of him did not show any disapproval on his face, but his golden eyes lit up, and he nodded solemnly, The sound comes out:

"If possible, it would be a good choice to settle in the Great Northern Territory."

As soon as these words came out, not only Sima Annan and the Black Dragon guards in the carriage, but even the little girl beside Nantian Wang Xiliu looked extremely terrified.

Then Chang Xiliu, who was completely disapproving, flicked his golden hair lightly, and the voice continued to come out word by word:

"As for obtaining the living conditions of Ertai Daxia, then marry your majesty. To put it bluntly, I, Chang Xiliu, am still a woman. After all, I want to marry someone."

The voice fell, and the entire carriage became extremely silent in an instant.

At the same time, Sima Annan and the others seemed to have turned into stone sculptures, with their mouths open and motionless!

Chapter 1710

"Cough, cough, cough!"

In the market square of Taiping in Shenjing City, although it was raining, there were still people coming and going. In a large carriage parked outside the door of Crescent Moon Restaurant, a very young cough sounded suddenly.

After the cough fell, there was an extremely gentle reminder:

"Your Majesty, eat slowly."

After the sound came out, inside the carriage, there was no rouge wearing the elegant and luxurious emperor's back robe. Shui Ling's eyes looked at the young emperor who was coughing while putting down the big bowl, the corners of his mouth raised, and he said with a smile:

"Your Majesty, although we haven't eaten the noodle soup from the wine restaurant for some days, we still have to taste it slowly, you are choking on it."

After the words fell, the smile on the corner of Rouge's mouth became more and more intense, and finally she couldn't help muttering:

"I didn't expect that the supreme Fuyao Emperor, who covered the sky with one hand in the northern border, would choke while eating noodles."

"I just felt something in my heart. It seems that something rather troublesome has happened."

Inside the carriage, Zhao Yu, who was also not wearing the emperor's robe, swallowed the noodle soup in his mouth, raised his head, frowned slightly, and the steady Diyin continued to speak:

"Rouge doesn't need to worry too much. It's just a sudden whim, and it's not a big deal. Continue to eat noodles. After we go south to the Central Plains this time, I'm afraid we won't be able to eat this noodle soup for a while."

After finishing speaking, Rouge nodded with a smile on her face, then took a bowl of steaming noodle soup from the desk in front of her, and gently pushed it in front of Zhao Yu.

"Liang Po!"

After a while, the voice belonging to the young emperor continued to be heard in the carriage, and then the curtain of the carriage was lifted, revealing Liang Po's burly figure with a bald head and shiny head, and at the same time, a magnetic response came out:

"Your Majesty, here is my minister."

"How is the arrangement for going south this time?"

Zhao Yu's inquiry came out, Liang Po's young face remained unchanged, and he continued to respond:

"Returning to Your Majesty, it has been arranged according to His Majesty's will. In terms of government affairs, the time when His Majesty is going south will be temporarily handled by the cabinet, and the Sitian Supervisor will pass on the news."

Having said that, Liang Po paused for a breath, and continued to speak:

"However, those veteran ministers in the cabinet collectively wrote a letter earlier, saying that His Majesty is the foundation of the Great Xia. He sits in the center and must not leave Shenjing City for too long. Therefore, they hope that His Majesty will return within February."

"They were already quite critical of my going south, saying that they hoped that I would return within February, which is too much."

After Zhao Yu's response fell, the young emperor swallowed the noodles in his mouth, and after a moment of thought, the voice of inquiry continued:

"How's the situation on the shore of the North Sea?"

"Returning to Your Majesty, at the Bafeng Pass, the crescent moon treasure ship responsible for entering the Central Plains has been prepared, and the Forbidden Ones of the Radiant Army and Night Dire Division are also in place."

"Where are the others I'm bringing with me this time?"

Inside the carriage, Zhao Yu continued to raise his hand to pick up the last noodle soup with chopsticks in the bowl. After the calm and majestic Emperor's voice came out again, Liang Po didn't think too much, so he said directly:

"Taoist Guanyun and Taoist Tingchuan from Dayan City arrived at Bafeng Pass yesterday, and at the same time Lord Sima is bringing Nantian Wang Xiliu to Taiping Ruins."

"Since everything is almost done, when Chang Xiliu arrives, let's go directly to Shenxian City by the North Sea."

"As ordered!"

After Liang Po's young and steady voice of responding to orders fell, the young emperor just finished eating the noodle soup in front of him, then picked up the big bowl, took a sip of fresh soup, and continued to say in a moderate voice:

"Liang Po, I have a few things to explain. First, tell Li Chunfeng that he will continue to be responsible for the ancient secret realm. This time, there are many good seedlings in the younger generation who can be cultivated.

"The second point is to inform Wang Jing that the military training of the Great Xia army after the beginning of spring must not be sloppy. I will go and have a look. If I see that I have slackened because of no war in the past two years, I will take him as a question!"

Zhao Yu's words contained a very strong imperial prestige. Whether it was a young emperor or other officials in the court, they all understood that the Great Xia at this time was not completely settled once and for all. Today's peace is so hard-won.

Only the strongest army can keep a paradise in the chaotic and ups and downs. Strength is always the eternal truth!

"promise!"

Liang Po's response was full of air, and in a sense, he was also a soldier.

"Then comes the third point."

In the next breath, the voice of the young emperor continued:

"This time I went south with Yanzhi, and the two emperors stayed in the palace. Huang Ting was in charge of teaching, and the White Emperor's Palace Internal Affairs Department and the maids of the summer palace were in charge of taking care of them. My Zhao clan is sparsely populated, so I have to stay. Down the blood."

"Your Majesty, it should be so."

It is true that until now, the greatest weakness of Daxia may be the rare blood inheritance of the Zhao family.

In other words, all the strength of this great country in the north rests on Zhao Yu's shoulders.

But now the veteran cabinet minister who is worried in his heart is not wrong, the foundation of Daxia is Zhao Yu!

Throughout the ages, there were not many situations like Da Xia's situation, and the young emperor also understood that Da Xia and himself had not reached the peak.

Chaos is about to sweep the world, and the soul and blood are the foundation for the continuous rise of Great Xia.

"Okay, you go and explain for me, I took Rouge and wandered around the Taiping Market."

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

After Liang Po's magnetic voice fell, he turned around and walked away quickly. Then, in the carriage under the Crescent Moon Restaurant in Taiping Ruins, a big black umbrella stretched out to block the continuous spring rain from above.

In the next breath, two young figures stepped down from the carriage, holding black umbrellas, and walked towards the center of the Taiping Ruins not far away.

What's weird is that even though the big black umbrella under the spring rain and the pair of young Bi people under the umbrella are very conspicuous, none of the people walking by on both sides responded.

The black umbrella of the young emperor seemed to have a vast and mighty power to cover his sight and secrets, making Zhao Yu and Yanzhi walk freely on the endlessly flowing Taiping Ruins.

"well!"

Suddenly, there was a burst of enthusiastic applause among the crowd gathered in front of the front, and then Rouge's curious voice sounded:

"Your Majesty, there is a storyteller ahead."

"Then let's go and see together."

Zhao Yu stared at the look of longing that flashed in Rouge's eyes beside him, took the latter's hand and walked forward.

In the center surrounded by people, an old man with white beard and hair, with a bright red face, spoke the most exciting part.

In the next breath, the old man raised the gavel in his hand, and slapped it on the desk in front of him, and his voice grew louder and louder:

"I saw that Yu Pengfei, a disciple of the White Emperor's Academy, closed his eyes in the face of the all-conquering thunder shot, and finally cut out the wooden knife in his hand at the critical moment!"

Speaking of this, Mr. Yu paused for a moment, and finally got so excited that he stood up, raised his arms and shouted:

"What a powerful knife this is, the old man can only describe it in one sentence.

"With one strike, the thunder strikes, and there is no god in the world!"

Chapter 1711 Tell my people

"it is good!"

In the Taiping Ruins of Shenjing City, bursts of extremely enthusiastic cheers came from the mouths of all the listeners.

"Wonderful, wonderful!"

Afterwards, these cheers, one after another, spread out very clearly, resounding through the noisy and wide central market.

However, the people who shopped and wandered in the Taiping Ruins have long been familiar with it. This can also be said to be one of the unique scenery of the Taiping Ruins.

Because Taipingzhixu, as the largest business district in Shenjing City and the location of Shenjing Station, not only has the most dazzling array of shops and restaurants, but also has the best storyteller.

As Yin Wen, the third prince of the Central Empire, said before leaving, storytelling is not an easy task, because it requires language talent to describe, and passion to infect the audience.

At this time, the impassioned Mr. Yu on the center stage of Taiping Ruins is undoubtedly the number one storyteller recognized by Shenjing City.

"A sword strikes a thunderbolt, there is no god in the world, Your Majesty, what this old gentleman said is really good."

Rouge under the big black umbrella had praise in his big eyes, and then Zhao Yu, who was holding an umbrella beside him, nodded, staring at Mr. Yu, who was flushed in front of him but very energetic, nodded and responded:

"The protagonist in the old man's book is his little grandson, so the story is naturally very passionate."

Not long after the young emperor's words fell, Mr. Yu calmed down a little, took a deep breath, scanned the lower part, raised the gavel in his hand, and patted it lightly, and then the old voice came out :

"Everyone, this is the end of today's martial arts performance of the younger generation in Daxia. I can predict what will happen next. Please listen to the next chapter to break it down."

As soon as this remark was made, an unwilling commotion erupted among the crowd below, and then the old man raised his hand and pressed down, and the voice continued to sound:

"Today, my old grandson is at home, so I will spend more time with him. You know, at my age, how many days I can live is up to God's will. Therefore, the days spent with my family are also less and less every day.

"By the way, there will be other storytellers coming on stage to tell stories, so you might as well listen to them."

After finishing speaking, Mr. Yu, with a smile on his face, raised his hand to the audience below and cupped his hands, thanked him again, and began to pack his things with his head bowed.

As an old man who has been talking all his life, he keeps all kinds of words in his heart, so every time he tells a story, he almost always comes empty-handed. A gavel and a pot of tea are all the objects.

A few breaths later, after the old man packed his things, he waved his hand to the bottom under the voices of persuasive urgency, and slowly walked off the stage.

After about ten breaths, Mr. Yu walked to the restaurant behind the stage, waved to the apprentice who was opening the umbrella, and waited quietly under the eaves.

The old man's face was calm, watching the dancing spring rain in front of him, with some thoughts flowing, the next breath, a young voice sounded in his ears:

"Mr. Yu, long time no see. How are you doing?"

As soon as the words came out, the old man turned around, only to see two young men, a man and a woman, appeared beside him.

Among them, the man was holding an extra large black umbrella, with a handsome complexion, wearing a black shirt and a cotton cap on his head, his ebony-like eyes were as deep as a black hole that attracted all the light around him.

It has been several years since old man Yu met Zhao Yu last time, so after seeing the young emperor's face, a little dazed look appeared on old man's face.

After a few breaths, a trace of excitement emerged from the old man's black eyes, and then his somewhat crooked figure shook slightly, and hurriedly said:

"I don't know that the son is coming, the old man is so negligent, I really deserve to die."

After Mr. Yu saluted, seeing Zhao Yu still standing in the rain with rouge, he hurriedly stepped back a few steps, and the voice continued:

"Young master, hurry up and get under the eaves to avoid the rain."

"We haven't seen each other for many years. We just listened to it outside. Mr. Yu's storytelling is still a masterpiece in the Taiping Ruins."

After Zhao Yu praised with a smile, he took Yan Zhi's hand and walked under the eaves. Then he put away the black umbrella in his hand and continued to speak:

"Even Rouge was full of praise just now."

"It is the honor of this old man to be in the eyes of the young master and his wife."

Old Master Yu's face suddenly became extremely solemn, and then he continued to salute Zhao Yu in front of him solemnly, and a very respectful voice came out:

"Young master can let the old grandson enter the palace to practice, there is the grace of regeneration, my grandfather and grandson are very grateful."

"This is the boy's own good fortune. To be honest, this is not my arrangement. Lava Kua likes your grandson very much."

Zhao Yu's response was still young and steady, and then he looked at the old man with white beard and hair in front of him, raised his hand, and said in a response:

"A few years ago, on the eve of Daxia's birth in Beihai, the land of Taixuan, the world had undergone major changes, and the road ahead was treacherous. All the people of Daxia were like boats floating in the infinite darkness, unable to see the exact direction and scene ahead. .

"Darkness and the unknown will breed infinite fear, and although I and the entire imperial court have made preparations in advance, they have no time to deal with the impact of the entire land of Taixuan.

"And at that time, it was precisely because you took the lead, Mr. Yu, that you spontaneously organized a storyteller to go to various cities and places throughout the Great Xia, lobbying and telling all the people over and over again, eliminating the hesitation and anxiety in their hearts. fear."

Speaking of this, Zhao Yu's black eyes showed a hint of gratitude, and then the voice continued:

"It is also because of the hard work of these storytellers like you that my Great Xia was able to survive this catastrophe in such a safe and peaceful way. I will never forget this."

From the beginning to the end, Zhao Yu was a person who knew his kindness and repayed it. Everyone who made contributions to the rise of Great Xia, the young emperor never forgot.

"Young master, you are serious. Although we storytellers used to come up with three strange and bizarre anecdotes just to make a living, and the rivers and lakes with swords, lights, swords and shadows are easy to come by, but if we really want us to go to the battlefield to kill the enemy, it is just to die. part."