Infrastructure Throne

Shen Qingze's hand was held tightly, not only the hand, but also every nerve, every thread of thought, even the heart was caught by something.

At this moment, the noisy crowd seemed to become an irrelevant background sound, and only the unbalanced breathing, the beating heartbeat and the unbridled countercurrent of blood remained in my ears.

Shen Qingze lowered his eyes, facing Shang Yanzui's raised gaze, the midday sun fell on his eyes, filled with warm amber light.

In a daze, he went back to the time when he first saw Yan Zui at the sacrificial ceremony that year. The heroic military uniform, the long hair flying wildly, and the scenes were blurred by memory. As breathtaking as ever.

Countless pairs of wide-eyed eyes watched this scene, and the tide-like cheers were gradually replaced by exclamations and discussions, and then subsided involuntarily, holding their breath, and their longing eyes expressed wordless expectations.

At the gate of the city and on both sides of the road, the endless crowd stretched their necks to look at the two of them, remembering the public kiss of the chief priest at the Autumn Harvest Festival, and the expressions of joy on their faces were tinged with ambiguity.

"Yan Zui, get up." Shen Qingze's throat was hoarse and dry from the dryness.

Yan Zui stared into his eyes, a gentle smile fainted at the end of his eyes, still holding his hand tightly, this time, instead of bowing his head, he took the back of the other's hand and brought it to his lips. The pecking of feathers.

It's not as solemn as before, but more like a lover's teasing.

"Is this an order?" Yan Zui smiled in a low voice, his voice was extremely soft, almost a mouth shape, "My king."

Shen Qingze took a breath, and suddenly understood what he meant.

For a long time, Yan Zui has been clear about his plans, his ideals, and every move he made. This is a tacit understanding between the two of them.

But I didn't expect that Yan Zui would choose at this moment, in full view, in front of all the people of Yuanliu City, to be willing to regard him as king.

Shen Qingze's eyes gradually darkened, she gathered her five fingers and clasped the man's hand tightly, and pulled him up.

Yan Zui stood up following his strength, but the strength of his hand still did not restrain, until he was firmly in his arms, his chest was pressed against each other, and his breath was smelling.

Surprised only for a moment, Yan Zui immediately relaxed his body, wrapped his arms tightly around the opponent's back, and stroked the butterfly bones of the shoulder blades with warm palms over and over again.

"Yan Zui..." Shen Qingze hugged his narrow waist, rubbed his chin gently against his ear, and whispered the man's name as if sighing.

The soft breath made Yan Zui's ears tingle, he raised his head, his eyes flicked over the other's eyelashes, nose bridge, and slightly parted lips, his eyes were deep and eager.

Want to kiss, right now.

But he just stared at each other restrainedly, only his Adam's apple couldn't help sliding slightly.

Shen Qingze smiled at him rarely, the curve of the corner of her mouth made Yan Zui's heart skip a beat.

He blinked, pressed the back of Yan Zui's head, and gave a long, passionate, and deep kiss full of desire.

It is completely different from the shallow kiss of the autumn harvest festival. It seems to get rid of the shackles, break the restraint, and let the surging emotions sing.

Everything around them was frozen. The shocked eyes of the soldiers, the exclamation of the people, and the blushing expressions of the officials were all ignored by the two of them.

The two kissed like no one else, whether it was the scorching sun, the turbulent crowd, or the flag flying high on the city wall, they all became onlookers and witnesses...

At that time, the sky was high and the clouds were wide, and everything was full of spring.

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Two months have passed since the triumphant return of the chief priest and the blushing kiss with the city lord in front of the city gate.

People who love gossip in Yuanliu City are still talking about it. The hottest issues in the major taverns and teahouses in the city are when the country will be formally established, and when the two adults will get married.

The news of the founding of the country was first spread from the mouth of a drunk attendant in the city lord's mansion, and it was well spread, and it ignited the enthusiasm of the people overnight.

It has been hundreds of years since a unified country in the north was divided and disintegrated.

The people of the Northland have long forgotten the former kingdom of the Northland. They are used to the city being ruled by lords and nobles. They work as servants for the nobles and serfs in the manor. The best days are just a family that barely plugs the leak. In the house, eat a meaty meal.

Each city does its own thing, and everyone has never felt that there is anything wrong with this.

Until the arrival of Shen Qingze, Yuanliu City was rising in the north at a rocket-like speed, with rapidly expanding wealth, increasingly powerful force, and most importantly, people lived a better life visible to the naked eye.

The small rural Tucheng, which used to rely on cheap iron ore for a living, has finally become a big city that everyone in the Northland yearns for. It is strong, safe, prosperous, and rich. Even the former Pearl of the Northland has to bow its head to express its submission.

The City Lord's Mansion neither refuted the rumors nor admitted that the people's rising sentiments for nation-building were rising day by day. In the past few months, in addition to sending newly selected officials to Mingzhu City to restore production order, they also built a flat and wide road without stopping. The cement road completely connects Mingzhu City, Yuanliu City, and South and North Jicheng to form a whole.

With the heavy industry workshop in Yuanliu City in full swing, the steel track at the three-way intersection now has another branch, and sleepers of exactly the same size are laid flat on the gravel and fine sand, and the iron-gray rails are all the way to the west. extend.

The people hauling wood and rails back and forth are endless, and the horses pull the material trucks, one after another, running between the four cities.

After a complete truce, the stagnant economy once again exploded with strong horsepower.The commercial center of Mingzhu City, which was destroyed by snake venom, gradually migrated to Yuanliu City.

The successive battles not only did not cause too much damage to Yuanliu City, but after the war, it was flooded with orders like flakes.

In the ancient city of Pearl City, after the upper nobles were wiped out, the great wealth accumulated by the Moti family was piled up in the warehouse to accumulate dust. From the remaining noble forces to the armed defenses of the inner and outer cities, everything was destroyed. Cleaned lightly.

The fields in the suburbs belonged to the self-cultivators, and they remained the same, while the manors belonging to the nobles were all confiscated, and they were unified and integrated under the planning of the Ministry of Agriculture.

In order to restore the vitality of the city as soon as possible, new workshops and shops have sprung up one after another. Those merchants who failed to compete in Yuanliu City flocked in. The huge demand for post-war reconstruction is the biggest driving force, pulling this dying city. Rejuvenate.

New jobs are being recruited every day. Self-cultivating farmers can receive free spring plowing seeds and iron farm tools from the city lord's mansion officials. Common people who are really inseparable can go to Yuanliu Bank to get small loans to tide over the difficulties after the war. .

After the change of rights and the cleansing of wealth, the income of the common people at the bottom has not decreased, but has increased greatly.

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For several months in a row, the four cities of Yuanliu have been intensively preparing for a major event from top to bottom.

In the center of the inner city, a large area of ​​the old city not far from the City Lord's Mansion was bulldozed and rebuilt. Every day, people can see the scene of labor at the construction site from a distance, and the sound of tinkling bells and beating can be heard endlessly.

After a long construction period, people finally saw the prototype of this new building clearly.

Its area is more than ten times that of the City Lord's Mansion. The outer wall is made of the strongest moon rock mixed with cement. The natural rock texture is like a natural sculpture. paint.

Behind the well-manicured gardens and lawns, there is a magnificent palace. A meridian in the center divides the left and right ends into complete symmetry, surrounded by circular minarets, like loyal soldiers guarding it, and the whitewashed walls are as white as snow. , the roof is covered with light golden glazed tiles.

In the warm morning light, the glazed tiles glowed with a golden halo, and the whole palace was bathed in brilliance, magnificent, solemn, and solemn.

Right in front of it is a circular square with a diameter of hundreds of meters, and a columnar building stands in the center, covered tightly with red cloth, which has attracted many speculations among the market.

Some say it's the statue of the priest, some say it's a gift from the gods, and some say it's just a decorative fountain.

Soon, people's attention was successfully diverted by a new announcement from the City Lord's Mansion—the four cities of Yuanliu are about to formally establish a country, and the officiant will become the only monarch in this land!

Ever since the city lord Yan Zui offered his surrender and loyalty to Shen Qingze in public, the people had already expected this major event, but when the city lord's mansion issued an official announcement, everyone was excited again!

I didn't expect that I could witness history in my lifetime!

For hundreds of years, the northern land, struggling to survive between the orcs and the three empires, ushered in a brand new kingdom for the first time.

Although the territory it owns is still small, there is no force in the entire Northland, even including the Grand Canyon of the orcs, that can match it!

Another year's Autumn Harvest Festival, unlike previous years, this year's Autumn Harvest Festival, Yuanliu City does not plan to hold any activities.

The aristocrats and merchants in the cities of the North looked forward to the stars and the moon, but in the end they were looking forward to a notice—Yuanliu City was about to establish a country, and the National Day Ceremony was the day of the Autumn Harvest Festival. The city lords, nobles and envoys from all walks of life were invited to go there. Yuanliu City to watch the ceremony!

In just half a month, the news of Yuanliu City's establishment of a country spread like a thunderbolt in the north, completely panicking the rulers of other cities.

This is an extremely dangerous signal, such a huge monster is about to complete its integration of hands and feet, and then bared its fangs unscrupulously to them!

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City Lord's Mansion, bedroom of the chief priest.

The floor-to-ceiling windows were opened a crack, and the breeze brought a touch of autumn coolness.

Shen Qingze stood at the window, silently looking towards the direction of the palace.

His system layout, the main task [The Fallen Pearl of the Northland] was completely completed after the restoration of order and production in Pearl City.

At the top of the branch of the technology tree, the three big characters of the shiny steam engine are already lit up, ready for him to withdraw rewards at any time.

[System: Congratulations, your prestige has reached Megatron, you have four main cities, and you meet the basic requirements. Players can establish their own kingdoms. Your kingdom will leave a strong mark in the history of the Dawn Continent! 】

【Please set a country name for your kingdom】

Shen Qingze's brows moved slightly, he held a huge oval milky white eggshell in his hand, and when he struck it, it made a hollow sound.

"What are you doing?" Yan Zui leaned on his back lazily in his pajamas, "What monster's egg is this, so big, is it for dinner tonight?"

Shen Qingze's hand trembled, and he almost didn't hold it. He turned his head and looked at the other party inexplicably: "..."