Zongwu: Madam, please respect yourself.

"What does it mean?"

There were a dozen boxes placed on the ground in front of him.

This place is less than fifty miles away from the Xixia Royal City.

Logically speaking, it only takes half a day at most to return to the Xixia Royal City.

But there was only half a day left, but they couldn't go any further.

"What does it mean?"

Li Qiushui did not get out of her carriage.

But the cold voice made everyone feel numb.

It was obviously noon when the sun was shining brightly.

But at this moment, a deep chill shone on everyone's bodies.

Especially those Mongolians who came to deliver betrothal gifts.

But they still stood motionless.

They also have some confidence. Because the Mongolian cavalry is on the border of Xixia.

Although Xixia's troops are also mobilizing.

But just based on those Xixia cavalry who are all old, weak, sick and disabled in the eyes of the Mongols.

It only takes three days at most for the Mongolian cavalry to divide and eat the Xixia cavalry on the Gobi plain, leaving no one behind and no one left.

This is not how arrogant the Mongolians are.

It is a kind of self-confidence that comes from strength.

This kind of self-confidence is the self-confidence that the Mongolians fought hard on horseback.

It is also the biggest trump card of these envoys.

Of course, they didn't know that their backer, King Ruyang, had no intention of sending 300,000 cavalry into Xixia, because these 300,000 cavalry were used to defend the Manchus.

Parking it at the border is just a deterrent.

Li Qiushui sat in his carriage a little absent-mindedly.

She didn't expect that her youngest son would betray her, which she couldn't accept.

After all, this youngest son has always been submissive since he was sensible.

Li Qiushui did not immediately want to promote him to the position of King of Xixia.

What Li Qiushui likes most is his eldest son. That is, the eldest son who was killed by her own hands. For Li Qiushui, when she seduced the King of Xixia and became the queen of Xixia, it was just to make someone angry.

At that time, it was just a game to her.

It's an ordinary game that you can stop playing at any time.

However, as time goes by.

Li Qiushui gradually found that he was involved and couldn't extricate himself.

Especially when she has completely become Xixia's supporter.

Li Qiushui couldn't get away now even if he wanted to.

Think about the past often.

Li Qiushui would always feel extremely empty, as if no one would remember her throughout his life, and he was just a straw among all the living beings in the world, just a little prickly.

Under the influence of such emotions.

Li Qiushui takes power more and more seriously.

This led to the king's rebellion many years ago.

Li Qiushui personally killed his rebellious king's son.

Just because this king's son actually wanted to merge Xixia into the Qing Dynasty.

This is something Li Qiushui absolutely does not allow.

After all, she doesn't want her beloved toy to become someone else's toy.

What's more important is that if something like this happens, that damn Wu Xingyun mustn't faint from laughter.

"I ask one last time, what does this mean?"

Li Qiushui's words came from the carriage again.

The Xixia minister from the imperial party slowly took a step forward.

He said respectfully, "Queen Mother, please consider the millions of people in Xixia, please."

The words are not finished yet.

This Xixia minister split from the middle.

The body turned into two halves and fell to the ground.

No one saw how he died.

But that's how he was split in two.

In an instant, the entire atmosphere solidified again.

Li Qiushui walked slowly towards the carriage.

She held a long cyan sword in her hand, and the edge of the long sword shone with a dazzling cold light, which was so dazzling that it made people feel creepy, and cold sweat broke out all over her body.

She slowly walked to the wooden boxes.

He reached out and picked up a wooden box.

Golden pieces of gold fell out from inside.

Every gold nugget weighs a lot.

When it fell to the ground, there was a dull impact sound.

It is engraved with complex patterns.

Various weird symbols occupy almost every piece of gold.

Although the gold is of excellent quality, just from the appearance, you can tell that it is definitely not the gold of the Song Dynasty, but the Mongolian gold that can only be used in Mongolia, and the actual color is not as good as it looks.

The Mongols obtained a large amount of gold through their invasion. After recasting the gold, they mixed it with a large amount of silver and tin. This made the gold look bright, but the real gold content was not too high.

After other countries grab this gold, there is no way to put it into the market for use immediately. They must carry out tedious recasting before they can use this gold. Otherwise, they can only use this gold to fight with Mongolia. People trade.

As long as the Mongolians see the gold, they will repurchase it at a very low price, or use the marks on the gold to find out where the gold was lost, so that they can repay injustice and take revenge. Revenge is the most insidious thing about the Mongols. What they want is to prevent everyone from dreaming about Mongolian gold, thereby ensuring the safety of their trade routes.

Looking down at the gold on the ground.

Li Qiushui frowned and looked at the gold on the ground with a strange expression.

Slowly bent down and picked up a piece of gold.

On this piece of gold.

A strange-looking bird stands vividly in the center of the gold.

A sneer appeared on Li Qiushui's lips, "Wu Xingyun!"

Li Mochou opened the car curtain so that Wu Gong could see what was happening here.

As if sensing something, Li Qiu Shui looked back and silently shaped the gold in his hand into an irregular object.

Turning to the trembling members of the Xixia Imperial Party, he asked: "You are very well prepared. You actually went all the way to Tianshan to invite that damn guy here. That guy must have made sufficient preparations." Tell me, what exactly does she think?"

Li Qiushui put the long sword into his waist.

This seemingly indestructible sword was actually part of her belt.

The members of the Xixia Imperial Party looked at each other, and a woman slowly walked in from behind them.

This woman was wearing black clothes and had long hair, but her brows and eyes were filled with indescribable heroism.