The fiefdom increases by 1 soldier in 1 second, and the empress kneels down and begs not to rebel

These words were like a sharp knife piercing Jin Fengluan's heart. She opened her mouth, but didn't know how to refute.

Qin Ze's voice gradually turned cold: "My father fought for Daqian all his life, and he devoted himself to it. This country is vast enough, and there are many people like him."

"If you were a wise ruler, even if you were a little stupid, you would have been able to stay on the throne for a longer time. But besides being stupid, you are narrow-minded and jealous of talented people. For this reason, you forced those loyal people to death."

"Since I started my army in Beiliang, I have been victorious in every battle. Although my army is brave, the troops under your command are too weak."

"Before coming to Nanze, I had already found time to destroy the sinister island nation of Fuso, and what has your so-called Great Qian Zhisheng been doing in the past few years?"

Jin Fengluan's face turned pale. This was something she didn't understand.

Did he destroy Fuso after he left Jinling? If he had known this earlier, he should have fled Nanze earlier.

Since he already has the ability to destroy Fuso, then for him, wouldn't it be as easy as taking something out of a bag to take Nanze? Jin Fengluan felt extremely regretful.

Qin Ze continued:

"The country was won by others, and you sat on the throne and reaped the fruits of your labor. It would have been fine if you hadn't made any progress, and even became more corrupt and incompetent. You have collected all the resources in the world to support your Jin family."

"Now that you are in this situation, is there anyone who can help you?"

As soon as the words fell, Jin Fengluan gritted his teeth and said, "It's you! It's you who issued those notices that tarnished my reputation, so they won't..."

Qin Ze interrupted coldly: "That's just because I don't want innocent people to be bullied by you and die in vain."

"Do you think you can rest easy hiding in Nanze? To me, Nanze is just a piece of cake."

Having said this, Qin Ze slowly stood up and continued expressionlessly:

"You are hiding here, it will be easy to kill you."

"And what I am going to do next, whether it is you or your Jin family, even if you are given a hundred years, you will not be able to do it."

As soon as these words came out, Jin Fengluan unexpectedly sneered:

"My kingdom is now in your hands. You are the emperor and have supreme power. Yes, you can do whatever you want. Just wait. Sooner or later, you will be pulled down from the throne!"

Hearing this, Qin Ze narrowed his eyes and actually laughed.

"is it?"

"It is indeed much more difficult to defend a country than to conquer it."

"but....."

He looked directly at Jin Fengluan's resentful face and said calmly, "I didn't say that I would sit on the throne, enjoy the wealth and glory of the emperor, and hold on to the throne tightly."

Then, Qin Ze waved his hand and pointed at the soldiers following behind him:

"We are still building our own kingdom now!"

"You, the Jin family, are a bunch of troublemakers. The wolves and tigers you have attracted are all eyeing our Yan Country covetously. They all want to come to our land and bite off a piece of our flesh and blood."

"It's ridiculous that you guys flatter them as if they were your masters, hoping that they can help you regain the imperial power. I have killed their leader, a foreigner, in Nangang."

"Next, I will not stay in my territory to stop them, but will take the initiative to attack and declare war on all nations!"

Having said that, Qin Ze spread out his arms, his eyes shining with brilliance, and Jin Fengluan didn't dare to look him in the eye.

I only heard him say:

"There are mountains beyond mountains and seas beyond seas. This world is extremely vast! Those foreign nations entrenched overseas are all sharpening their knives, all wanting to expand their territories and become the masters of the world!"

"Our Yan country is vast and rich in resources. It is a place where tigers and dragons crouch. We have been at war for thousands of years and have gone through several dynasties, but we are also good at fighting!"

He clenched his fist, waved his arm, and then shouted:

"As all nations compete, our Yan Nation should also strike with the force of thunder and stand proudly at the top of all nations!"

"Wherever the sword points, it will be invincible and indestructible!"

With a loud shout, Jin Fengluan's whole body trembled, and even Hu San, who was sitting on the edge of the field, was shocked with his eyes wide open.

Qin Ze lowered his head and looked at Jin Fengluan:

"Yesterday, under your foolish rule, this land was weak and decayed. Now, with you removed, it will soon be restored to its original state."

"And tomorrow..."

Qin Ze laughed.

"Let those wolves, tigers and leopards salivating over our territory feel the majestic dragon power coming from our Yan Nation!"

Sudden.

"I don't want to fight, I just want to farm." Hu San, who was sitting on the ridge of the field, lowered his head and said in a muffled voice.

Qin Ze burst out laughing.

Seeing Hu San say this, Jin Fengluan sneered: "Fight, and make the people miserable!"

"Drag everyone to the battlefield to fight! After everyone is dead, you can go on with your dream."

Qin Ze laughed even louder and said to Hu San:

"Father, just keep farming!"

"We have been cultivating the land in this country for thousands of years. We cultivated the land in the past, we still cultivate the land now, and we will cultivate the land even more in the future."

"I will lead the soldiers to fight the war, and you just need to focus on your livelihood and live well!"

Hu San still hung his head and said in a muffled voice: "War is always bad. People will die all the time."

Qin Ze nodded, his eyes fell on the paddy field, looking at the seedlings and said:

“But it has to be done.”

"You just farm your land and don't bother others, but there will always be people who want to stop you and even take away the rice you harvested."

"If you try to stop them when they arrive, it will still delay your farm work, so you should tell them in advance that the knife in my hand is very sharp."

Hu San stopped talking. He didn't quite understand what was said, but he stood up, grabbed the seedlings that were trampled and floating near the edge of the field, and bent down to reinsert them into the field one by one.

Qin Ze waved his hand, and two soldiers walked towards Jin Fengluan.

Jin Fengluan panicked and kept shouting, "What are you doing! What are you doing!"

"I am the emperor. Even if I die, I will never..."

Qin Ze frowned and interrupted: "Come on, give her a knife and let her kill herself."

As soon as he finished speaking, a soldier drew out a knife and handed it to Jin Fengluan.

Looking at the knife being handed over, Jin Fengluan's pupils shrank and her body trembled like a sieve.

"Take the knife. It's already this late. Why don't you die and atone for your crime?" Qin Ze shouted.

"Catch it!" The soldier glared at Jin Fengluan and urged her.

Jin Fengluan was panicked and kept retreating until she reached the ridge of the field.

Want to slit your throat with a knife and commit suicide? How can that be possible! Who can bear that?

Just thinking about it was enough to make one's hair stand on end, and she quickly looked at Qin Ze.

Qin Ze was also staring at her: "What? You don't dare to commit suicide? You want me to help you?" As he spoke, he walked towards Jin Fengluan.

"No! No!!" Tears burst out like a dam breaking. Jin Fengluan leaned back, lay down on the edge of the field and sobbed.

Qin Ze, who walked in front of him, suddenly laughed: "I knew you didn't dare to die."

"But today, I didn't think of taking your life."

"But..." He leaned his head forward, staring at Jin Fengluan with a cold smile on his face.

Looking at the devil-like smile, Jin Fengluan covered her face with her hands and cried even louder.

"Hahaha!"

Qin Ze stood up and laughed. In the midst of his laughter, Qin Ze waved his hand and said, "Come on, plant all the overturned seedlings in the farmland."

After that, the soldiers rolled up their trouser legs and began to work efficiently.

Qin Ze looked at Hu San and clasped his fists and said, "Father-in-law, thank you for stopping this woman."

Hu San was flattered and waved his hand quickly.

Qin Ze continued in a deep voice: "I promise you, as long as I am here, no one will force you again."

"Of course, you always have the right to say 'the other way around'."

"treasure!"

Without saying anything more, Qin Ze jumped on his horse. Two soldiers picked up the howling Jin Fengluan from the ground and left immediately.

The soldiers were quick and efficient and finished the work in a short while. Then they all mounted their horses and left. However, Hu San was still standing in the paddy field in a daze.

After they had all left, Hu San walked towards the ridge of the field, taking one deep step and one shallow step.

Looking up at the sky, the sun was still as blazing as ever above the clear sky. Hu San glanced at it and then lowered his head, muttering, "I'm not an old man. I'm not even forty yet."

Just as he was about to step onto the ridge of the field, Hu San frowned and grinned.

"Damn it! Did you step on the broken pieces of the kettle? How did it end up here with me?"

Before he could even lift his feet, a figure came running towards him. It was his son who had been driven away earlier.

"Dad! Are you okay?" The son ran over anxiously. It turned out that Dad did not go home, but had been hiding under a ridge not far away.

"Very good." Hu San replied sullenly, and then added: "My kettle was broken and fell into Wang Ziqiang's field. We have to fish out these pottery pieces." He pointed to the adjacent field.

"Oh, go home first, Dad, we'll talk later." The son was still frightened and just wanted to go back quickly.

Hu Sangang lifted his foot and checked the sole of his foot to see if there was any cut. Fortunately, there was no injury on his foot. He squatted down and groped for the mud under the turbid water, saying:

"After we fish it out, we need to go home and do what we can right now. We can't put it off until later."

The son had no choice but to go to the field carefully.

As soon as he landed, a cry of surprise rang out from the side: "What, what is this object?!"

The son quickly turned his head to look.

Under the scorching sun, Hu San, whom Jin Fengluan called a lowly farm slave, stood in the paddy field, all wet. He still bent his back as if he couldn't straighten it up.

In his skinny and dark hands, which looked like dry claws, he held a piece of jade that was stained with mud but still looked crystal clear and square.

What is it? Hu San, who has been farming all his life——

I don't know.

After groping for a few times, he placed it on the ridge of the field.

A gentle breeze blew, and Hu San turned his head to look at the paddy field. The rice seedlings, which had regained their neat shape, were swaying slightly.

"It should be ripe by the end of September or the beginning of October." Hu San smiled.