After wearing cannon fodder, I attacked Master

"We don't dare." An Jiuxiang said lying on the ground: "It's all my fault. I shouldn't have mentioned this matter today. It ruined such a great day of the Holy Dragon's Birthday. It has nothing to do with the kings. Please don't be angry."

"Heh..." Wei Siying flicked his slender fingers carelessly on his knee twice, "Do I seem to be so talkative? How about it, don't care what day it is, you all speak out what's on your mind. I'll see. You will be punished one by one."

"Get up first."

The people below couldn't laugh or cry, they got up and sat back in their seats. All the kings are first-class masters on the battlefield.

But if they discuss the affairs of the court, they are not measured. They know that although the new king in front of him is young, he is a master with a clear mind.

The kings looked at each other in blank dismay, and finally turned their attention to Panlong envoy An Zechuan.

An Zechuan picked up the wine glass in front of him and drank slowly, then walked out of the seat.

"Your Majesty..." He bowed deeply, his slightly curly long hair fell loose, and the purple dragon crystal glistened on his forehead, "We bad old men don't have bad intentions, and we lived a good life before. But Over the years, the people of the clan have been displaced, and their lives are precarious. Now they all rely on the Holy Majesty, and finally they can eat enough, wear warmth, and live a hard-won life, so everyone cherishes it very much."

Wei Siying raised his eyebrows: "Go on."

"The Holy Majesty's decision is wise. In the past three years, Mingxiu plank road has secretly taken over Chen Cang, and won the territory of Yicheng City in one fell swoop, and then wiped out the surrounding small countries and small factions with the momentum of thunder, and built this impregnable fortress, finally made the My Dragon Clan once again has a foothold.

All of you here have followed your predecessors and fought on the battlefield for many years, but you also wholeheartedly worship the Holy One.Here, the subordinates would like to bless the gods with long blessings and longevity. "

After An Zechuan finished speaking, he bowed deeply again, and all the kings also stood up, congratulated loudly, and saluted deeply.

Wei Siying raised the corners of his lips and smiled: "The old man is really long-winded, the flattery is over, and then?"

"The Holy Majesty wants us to speak from our hearts, and this is what we have in mind." An Zechuan looked up at Wei Siying, with starlight in his eyes, full of admiration.

"This is all from our hearts." All the kings below also echoed in unison, loudly.

"Okay..." Wei Siying made a gesture and ordered everyone to sit down, "Since you all said that my decision was wise, now is a good time to make a performance. This year's attack on Tianyan Kingdom, the armaments of all ministries have been arranged gone?"

"Ah, this..."

All the kings looked around, all with distressed expressions on their faces.

Only then did An Zechuan step forward and said, "My lord, if the Financial Secretary doesn't give you any money, how do you ask your lords to arrange it? Jiuxiang, if your lord asked you to speak, just tell the truth."

Financial Secretary An Jiuxiang offered the expenses for one year, and said in a deep voice: "Now the money and food in the treasury are only for three months of expenses. This does not include the repair costs of middle and high-level magic weapons and weapons, as well as the cost of guards. The maintenance cost of the city magic circle.

In addition, we have to support nearly [-] Mandou.Of course, Mandou can produce Transcendence Crystal Soul, the quantity is limited, but it is essential...

But what the subordinates don't understand is that such a waste of time and money to build cities and palaces, and let the money and black crystal stones be destroyed and lost, the subordinates feel...the subordinates feel that the Holy One loves the people like a son, what is the purpose of doing this? "

"Good question, Elder An."

Wei Siying glanced at the crowd indifferently, "Then do you know why we plundered so much supplies, but squandered them in just three years? Even if I don't build castles or palaces, at most I will Ten years to come, 20 years to come. But one day, it will be where it is today."

"That goes without saying, of course it's because there is no income." King Antai said.

Wei Siying chuckled: "So? According to your old method, risking being discovered by the cultivation world, going hunting, working, or even doing business, to earn a little hard money.

In other words, grow food in enclosures and be self-sufficient?But this is impossible to achieve in a short period of time. Firstly, the land is small and there are many people; secondly, most of the clansmen have to practice and prepare for war, because in this world, there is no room for the weak to survive. "

He stood up slowly, and an indescribable coercion immediately filled the huge palace, the breath of the dragon passed by, and the kings and Panlong envoys had to concentrate and adjust their breath.

But Wei Siying's expression was still lazy, and his eyes, which were too beautiful to look at, were also inadvertently casual.

Only his tone of voice, which was always clean and pure, was as cold as the wind and snow outside.

"From today onwards, not only do I need to spend money, but you also need to spend money, up and down."

"Only when you've had real abundance do you want more, and once the money runs out, you go back to that precarious life, hiding like a mouse, and you die."

"So, great dragon people, do you want to choose to live the best life, or choose to die humble?"

"If it's the former, then please take over Tianyan Kingdom within half a year, the richest Shang Kingdom in the world, fed with the flesh and blood of the Dragon Clan for 600 years, slaughter their cities, rob their resources, Take back what's ours."

All the kings stood up in unison: "We want to get back what belongs to us."

"It's a word."

"A word is settled!"

In the middle of the night, it snowed heavily outside again, and even the palace above the sea of ​​clouds was covered with snowflakes.

Wei Siying was so drunk that he staggered across the corridor and walked back to his bedroom.

In the courtyard outside the sleeping hall, there is a red gazebo with a stone table and two stone benches in the gazebo.

There is a pair of bowls and chopsticks on the table, and in the large celadon bowl, there are noodles with light wheat golden yellow, simmering in the Hotan warm jade cauldron, steaming.

Gu Xifei sat quietly on the stone bench. He was wearing a light blue brocade robe, the cuffs and hem were rusted with silver thread, outlining a few honey-gathering butterflies. The embroidery was extremely exquisite, as if he was about to fly out anytime, anywhere. .

The sea of ​​clouds built by the Dragon Clan cannot isolate the four seasons. He looked up at the sky, and saw that the snow was falling continuously from the dark sky without stopping at all.

He estimated that it was almost time, so he picked up the umbrella in the corner of the gazebo and was about to go out to pick up people.

Traces of the chains were dragged out in the snow, but the "squeak" sound of the black iron colliding was not so real. Gu Xifei raised his wrist and adjusted the iron chain to a comfortable position that he could bear.

Just when he was about to reach the door, the door opened and Wei Siying walked in.

Emperor Si Ying wore a black flame fox fur cloak with a golden dragon pattern on the side, and a thin layer of snow. When he saw Gu Xifei, he was not surprised or greeted, and walked past Gu Xifei silently.

He went straight into the gazebo, sat on a stone bench, and took out the longevity noodles from the Hetian Nuanyu Ding, he was not allowed to touch the wine of the world.

Especially Nurhong, who was still drunk at this time, and his hands were shaking a little, but he picked up the chopsticks and ate without hesitation.

The red pavilion was dimly red in the snow, but the emperor in black blended into the night. Gu Xifei walked in and stood beside him silently.

A bowl of noodles was eaten very slowly, as if there would be no next meal after eating, the whole bowl of noodles became cold, and a thin layer of ice formed on the noodle soup, Wei Siying buried his head and continued eating without putting down his chopsticks mean.

Gu Xifei pushed the Hetian Nuanyu Ding in front of him: "My lord, do you want to warm it up?"

Wei Siying finally put down his chopsticks, and said coldly, "No need, you can go back."

"I heard that the kings promised you to prepare for the battle?" Gu Xifei's voice was very gentle in the snowy sky.

Wei Siying didn't even look at him: "I warn you, you don't care about the affairs of the Dragon Clan."

Gu Xifei sighed: "Unexpectedly, it has been three years, and you still refuse to forgive me. Once you are successful, since you are already a dragon king, why worry about the past? I just want to do something for the dragon clan That's all."

"Boom..."

A muffled sound of air currents caused all the crushed snow in the yard to disappear, and Gu Xifei's light blue robe was blown up by the wind.

Only the blue-and-white noodle bowl on the stone table and the Hetian Nuanyu Ding with a small flame were intact and unaffected.

"I'll say it again, the Dragon Clan doesn't need your help."

Wei Siying stood up, and the burst of dragon's breath in his body made him surrounded by faint golden scales. His black eyes were dyed golden, and his eyes fell from Gu Xifei to the distant sky.

"What happened three years ago, do I need to say it again? In Black Marsh Dragon Village, you already found out that something was wrong with He Jiyou, but you deliberately concealed it.

With your cultivation base and medical skills, you should know that Lu Fan planted the soul-eating knot on He Jiyou, so he can track He Jiyou's traces anytime and anywhere, and find Longcun.But you still made He Jiyou stay in Longcun, and finally killed so many people in Longcun, don't you feel guilty? "

"I only do what I should do." Gu Xifei looked at his back, and his tone was as calm as ever, "If I didn't do that, you wouldn't stay in the Dragon Clan. The blood of the Golden Dragon is the blood of the Dragon Emperor. It can only It belongs to the Dragon Clan, and I will not let you take it away. Emperor Si Ying, since he has chosen you, whether you live or die, you can only belong to the Dragon Clan in this life."

"Aren't you afraid that I'll kill you?" Wei Siying turned around.

Gu Xifei looked at him quietly: "Since you have stayed, you will not kill me, because you are the emperor of the Dragon Clan."

After he finished speaking, he raised his right hand and gracefully placed it on his chest, bowed, and the chain entangled his sleeve and slid down, revealing the deep red marks on his wrist.

The black cloak brushed the ground and passed before his eyes.

When Gu Xifei raised his head, in the empty red pavilion in front of him, only the flames of Hetian Nuanyu Ding were flickering. He lightly flicked his fingers to extinguish the flames.

At dawn, Wei Siying woke up with Xiao Xuanzi in his arms. At some point, Xiao Xuanzi fell in love with snuggling up to him while he was sleeping, and sometimes hugged him from behind.

"Tsk tsk, are you really smart? You've learned to pretend to be asleep." Wei Siying pinched Xiao Xuanzi's face, smiled and watched his eyelids move.