Star tracing

"I don't know what you guys think?"

There were many discussions in the court, but most of the courtiers thought that King Qingcheng was the most suitable, and only the veterans who stood in the forefront did not say a word. Ling Guang, who was almost the most vocal, directly vetoed this proposal. Li, if King Qingcheng is appointed as the feudal lord, within a year, the heavens will surely be forgotten by the soldiers again." Ling Guang looked back at the minister who was the most vocal, "King Qingcheng is extremely ambitious and demagogic. If he For respect, there is no doubt about it.”

"In the eyes of Vulcan, who is more suitable?"

"In my opinion, Yu Yan, the king of Gucheng, is the most suitable king. Among the ten kings of the devil world, only the kings of Yancheng, King Gucheng, King Biancheng, and King Qingcheng can be appointed. However, King Yancheng is weak, King Biancheng is hypocritical, and King Qing The king of the city is too ambitious, only the king of Gucheng is the safest person."

Yingxi, the flower god, also agreed, "My minister seconded the proposal. Before that, the demon world ran out of food. I heard that only Gucheng King bought food from the human world to solve his urgent needs."

Runyu nodded, "What you two are saying is very true. Furthermore, I heard that the surrender of the table was promised by the King of Gucheng. If my heavenly world does this again, at least a hundred years later, if I want to stabilize the demon world, I will definitely rely on my heavenly world. I will get twice the result with half the effort." "

"Your Majesty"

"The matter of the Demon Realm was settled in this way. The author drafted an edict, the Demon Realm returned to the Heaven Realm, and the war was eliminated. Kyushu was fortunate. Since then, the Demon Realm has been renamed the Demon Capital, and it will no longer be a realm. , report government affairs to Jiuxiaoyun Temple every hundred years, and choose a day to announce the world"

"The minister waits to congratulate His Majesty on his great joy"

"May I ask Your Majesty, the former Demon Lord and Demon Queen have been escorted outside the palace, how should we deal with it?"

Runyu squinted her eyes, then turned to ask Junze who was on the side, "What do you think Ze'er can do?" Junze had been thinking about this matter since the army came back yesterday, and never expected that his father would ask him directly, Xie Mei smiled, "Father, since he is a member of the Demon Race, he will naturally be dealt with by the King of Gucheng. After all, if they didn't know the heights of heaven and earth and provoke them wantonly, how could the Heaven Realm subdue the Demon Realm so quickly?"

Runyu didn't need to think about it, this little guy was uneasy and kind, but it didn't hurt, this kind of thing always wins and loses, it's just that some people refuse to admit defeat! "My son is right, so General Yutao will send the two of them to the capital city, and tell the king of Gucheng to let him deal with it, and the heavens will never interfere."

"Subordinate to the order"

At the end of the court meeting, Junze happily left the Jiuxiaoyun Palace and entered the Xuanji Palace.

"Because my father guessed that you were here"

"Ah? Father?" Xiaotuanzi slumped on the couch and stretched out his small arms, "father's hug." Runyu came over and took his son in his arms, gently stroking his back, "what's the matter? Are you so tired? You only have two hundred Years old, I told you yesterday that you are too young, don’t get tired, you just want to go, who is to blame now?” Junze flattened her mouth and puffed her face, “I’m going, besides, just sleep Oh, isn't it very lively today? Hee hee..."

"Little devil! Go to bed when you are tired, and get up for breakfast later, and let someone prepare your favorite sweet-scented osmanthus cake and taro cake."

"I want my father to hug me to sleep"

"Okay, I'm holding you to sleep, I'm such a little grinder." The tone was helpless, but the tenderness and happiness that could not be concealed on the gentle face, the childish voice, time flies, took away the loneliness, leaving only the quiet years