It is impossible to fight.

Therefore, the censors who were coaxed and mistakenly eaten by Qi Shan became the only victims of this incident. The people at the censor station once saw Qi Shan walking around against the wall, for fear that the other party would take out something from their sleeves. A biochemical weapon that poisons and mutes people! Life is worse than death!

Spring passes and autumn comes, cold comes and summer comes.

Another year of heaven and earth.

In the blink of an eye, time flows smoothly to the eighth year of Yuanhuang.

An uninvited guest came to Shen Tang's palace.

"Which muddy field did you roll back from?"

His words were not rude. All the secret guards showed up and surrounded Shen Tang, who was bending down to scoop up water to wash his feet. He drew his knife and pointed it at the uninvited guest. Shen Tang threw the wooden ladle back into the water and waved his hand to signal the guards to retreat: "You guys Don't pay attention to this person."

The guards received the news and retreated to their original places in an orderly manner.

The uninvited guest sneered and commented: "A bunch of rabble."

With this little strength, do you still want to compete with yourself?

Shen Tang said angrily: "They are still young and cannot compare to you who are more than 200 years old. There is a limit to shamelessness. This is still my palace. You can let others know when you come next time. You can come as you please Just leave as soon as you say, or I'll spread your ashes!"

The uninvited guest did not take Shen Tang's words at heart. As an inhuman being, he had no such thing as a heart.

"Uncle asked me to ask you, when will you take action?"

The well-camouflaged skeleton in front of him is none other than Wei Cheng.

Shen Tang pretended to be deaf and dumb: "What action?"

Wei Cheng knew she was doing this on purpose, but still reminded her: "Your time is running out. Only the northwest of the world is in your hands."

The last time there was a major war was against Zhenguo.

Wei Cheng's uncle and nephew thought that Shen Tang would take advantage of the morale to continue to move troops to the southwest or central part. Unexpectedly, he had no intention of doing so. He blackmailed a circle of small countries, collected enough benefits, and stopped contentedly. Until the eighth year of Yuanhuang, there was no one. fighting!

Shen Tang: "Are you in a hurry? This year's Tiantian Ceremony has not been over for half an hour. Fighting is more important than having enough food."

Food is the most important thing for the people.

With today's productivity still highly dependent on land output, spring plowing is naturally a first-class event. The "home field ceremony" mentioned by Shen Tang means that before spring plowing, the king of the country and the civil and military officials work together to personally cultivate the land. Tang supported the grass and held the whip, while the officials were responsible for sowing and worshiping the God of Spring to pray for good weather this year. Generally, a few plots of land were plowed symbolically, as long as the meaning was in place. This was used to show that the people of Kang State valued farming. Most of the land was dedicated to farming. The top farmer on the farmland is responsible for handling it.

It's just that Shen Tang is a strange flower.

She led the civil and military officials to clean up the thousand acres of land, and then divided the snacks and pasta made from last year's crops into several parts, and rewarded some of them to the civil and military ministers, hoping that they would remember that "Every grain of rice is hard work." , continuing to uphold the fine style of frugality, simplicity and honesty, some of the rewards were given to the farmers who came to watch the ceremony, in gratitude to them for working with their hands and feeding the country of Kang.

The remainder was put into the treasury for charity and disaster relief purposes.

She has been doing these things since the Ha Yin period.

Yuanhuang has persisted for eight years until now.

Wei Cheng looked at Shen Tang, who had been bent over and working all day and was stained with dirt, and suddenly felt like he was punching cotton with his fist.

He said angrily: "Why, I'm still wrong?"

It’s really [the emperor is not in a hurry, but the eunuch is]!

Shen Tang did not want to offend Wei Cheng, so he comforted him and said: "Of course Wei Chehou is right, but in war, we also need to pay attention to the right time, place, and people. Only when the three of them are gathered together can we conquer the enemy, win the battle, and lose no one."

Wei Cheng didn't want to be fooled by this trick at all, and said in disgust: "Don't throw away your book bag with me. If you believe in the military manual, it's better not to believe it. Who fights according to the military manual?"

Since Lao Deng said so, Shen Tang simply shut up.

Weicheng's uncle and nephew had different stances from Shen Tang. The relationship between the two parties could not be said to be very good, and there were not many topics to talk about when they got together. Shen Tang closed the mic, and Weicheng could only keep silent. The atmosphere was so awkward that all the secret guards wanted to Holding his breath and picking his feet. In the end, Wei Cheng couldn't hold his breath first. He made 800 little moves in a few breaths: "You, you--hey, Kang Guo is pretty good too."

Shen Tang was finally willing to give him a look.

"It's rare to be able to get even Wei Chehou to say a good word..."

She swore that she had no yin and yang aura, but it sounded bitter to Wei Cheng's ears, and the flames in his eyes also buzzed, and the color showed a bit of danger and depth. He said in a deep voice: "It's very similar to the time with the First Master. Let’s imagine a future together.”

Fight through this turbulent and chaotic world, and after the darkness comes dawn.

How many of my old friends had this idea?

It's a pity that the peaceful and prosperous age only remains in the realm of imagination. I have never seen it with my own eyes, and I will regret it for the rest of my life.

Kang Guo seems to have embodied this imagination.

Have plenty of food and clothing, and don’t pick up lost things on the road.

The east and west are arranged in rows, and the front and back are parallel.

In the past few years, my uncle has been trapped in Kangguo for self-imprisonment and self-reflection. He has a peaceful mind. Occasionally he will send his Wenqi incarnation to go out for a breather, but he will inevitably interact with the people of Kangguo. Everything about food, clothing, housing and transportation makes this descendant of a noble family more than two hundred years ago silent. .

I recall that the Wei family was still suffering from hunger in those days. Nowadays, the most ordinary people in the city have more than enough food in their households, and their coarse linen clothes are not patched. Ordinary children can go to the local official school to learn a few words. The widows, widowers and lonely people all have something to rely on...

Wei Cheng felt a little awkward and managed to say something in a low voice.

"...Uncle, he...hopes you can win..."

【Why would you be unwilling to accept that such a grand scene is only fleeting? 】

Wei Lou knew in his heart that Shen Tang had spent most of his energy and financial resources on governing Kang State in recent years. If not, how could there have been earth-shaking changes in a few years? He had never seen anyone with great power who could still stick to his heart as always. Don’t be arrogant or extravagant, don’t take great pleasure in success, don’t abuse your power... Occasionally there are all kinds of messy scandals, but they are just folk fabrications and have no evidence.

Just judging from the self-control of restraining desires——

Shen Youli is indeed a god.

However, this "god" must not forget about business!

If reunification cannot be completed within a time limit, no matter how well Kang Guo is managed and prosperous, it will only become the afterglow of the sunset.

Shen Tang was stunned for a moment, and his serious eyebrows softened: "I don't know that time is running out, but there is still a chance."

In other words, there is just one less chance of an attack!

It was rare for Wei Cheng to get impatient: "Luo Li, if you have any chance, I might be able to give you a push."

After all, he is also the former leader of the Eternal Life Cult.

Even though the current Eternal Life Sect has long been secretly carved up by major families in the Southwest and seeks personal gains through its teachings, Wei Cheng can still do it if he wants to cause trouble. For example, he can issue an oracle and instigate believers who have a certain status in the secular world. , illegally invade the border of Kang State, and if that doesn’t work, I will randomly sacrifice an unlucky guy...

Once you have a handle, you can use your mobile troops to launch an attack, and your division will be famous.

Shen Tang said: "What's the urgency?"

She took a sip of tea and said, "It's already being arranged."

Wei Cheng was so angry at Shen Tang's temper that he threw up his sleeves and left. Before leaving, he cursed: "A dog bites Lu Dongbin and doesn't know a good heart!"

Twenty years later, Chehou Yu condescended to come to help, but she didn't know what to do!

Shen Tang: "..."

Looking at the direction in which Wei Cheng disappeared, she pressed her eyebrows and exhaled all the turbidity in her chest: "You are quite impatient for your age."

Toot toot, toot toot—

The tip of Shen Tang's ears heard the sound of flapping wings, followed by something rhythmically pecking at the wooden window. Her heart moved, and she stood up and pushed the window open. A bluebird lightly jumped on her fingertips, and then melted and stretched into a piece of wood. Wenqi flower note.

The flower note contains only a few sentences.

She looked to the southwest and whispered to herself.

"The wind is blowing, it's the east wind."

The cold weather in spring will kill young people.

The weather is changing again this spring, and half of Qi State has entered winter overnight.

The sudden drop in temperature made the already damp and dreary depths of the dungeon even more chilly. The dark walls were covered with mold and moss, and rotten haystacks left mottled spots on the ground. A woman in a thin spring shirt huddled in the corner, holding her knees with her hands, her forehead Touch your knees lightly.

Crash--

The gate chain is unlocked.

The metallic touch made a crisp sound, breaking the dark silence.

This dungeon was low and cramped, and there was no way for fresh air to come in even if the door was opened. The leading woman was dressed in rich brocade clothes, followed by two jailers who helped light the way with lights and occasionally whispered to remind her to be careful where she steps. The woman said: "No need to wait here."

The jailer looked troubled: "This, this can't be done..."

After the woman heard this, she no longer pressed her.

His eyes turned to the cell at the end.

"Then just open the door. Is that okay?"

The jailer did not dare to offend the famous person next to the king, so he took out a bunch of keys and opened the door: "Time is running out, please hurry up."

The woman walked into the cell and whispered: "Mrs. Cui——"

The crouched woman moved slightly and raised her head, revealing a haggard and pale face. Her eyes were numb and lifeless. She stared at the person for a long time before she recognized the person's identity.

The hoarse voice could not hide the disappointment: "...it's you."

"yes……"

The woman said weakly: "I thought it would be Cui Zhishan."

"He can't come now, but you can get out soon."
To be continued...