Zeng Pan looked at the place that had changed a lot, swallowed hard, and deeply realized the meaning of the most poisonous woman's heart.

After dealing with Suzhou, Ning Chengyun also wrote a letter, asking her to temporarily guard Jiangnan and ordered Zeng Pan to bring back a 50,000 army to support.

Zeng Pan was really rushing past ten thousand grass and mud horses. He traveled thousands of miles to Jiangnan. It would be fine if he couldn't fight. He was still severely hit by Tang Ning here. Before the person recovered, he wanted to lead his troops back. It was simply a waste of his life!

Tang Ning also frowned, "Actually, I want to go back to Chaozhou, so we might as well discuss it with Mr. Ning."

Zeng Pan was almost crying, "Little ancestor, I thank you, you should be honest and obedient and guard Jiangnan."

Ning Chengyun asked him to bring his 50,000 troops back to the scene, which was clearly preparing to officially face Xijing. It was definitely a tough battle. Jiangnan deducted the soldiers killed and injured, and left the total number of more than 20,000 people to Tang Ning. It is not easy for these more than 20,000 people to defend the entire Jiangnan. I am afraid that only Tang Ning will feel at ease in Ning Chengyun.

Tang Ning was very reluctant, but he knew that even if he wrote a letter, he would still be the same. He could only sigh and prepare 50,000 elite troops for Zeng Pan. Those who stayed in Jiangnan were the elderly, weak, sick and disabled, and more than 10,000 navy she brought.

What they are more important in defending Jiangnan is to eradicate Qiu Zhuo's remnants, and they really can't use so many people.

She had sent Chai Jianshu to search and suppress the remnants of Qiu Zhuo, and it would be a result soon. It was not a solution to sit like this when she was idle. She rode her horse back to Anhong County where she once lived for a few times and found that the people here were walking around, and all the people who were left were not ordinary people.

The second time, they were nepotism with the powerful and nobles in Xijing, and some were royal relatives of the Great Zhou Dynasty. However, after Qiu Zhuo occupied Jiangnan, these people were nothing, and lived a more poor life and miserable life. There was no trace of the splendor of being a noble.

Tang Ning looked around and only had one feeling - Feng Shui took turns.

She didn't want to add insults, nor did she want to say anything sarcastic. After briefly understanding the situation in various places, she ordered the people of the four prefectures to start farming and implement some reward policies. At the same time, she ordered all soldiers to join in order to build embankments, open up river banks, and build large-scale construction.

Jiangnan suddenly became active from the silence, feeling like he was in trouble.

Some Jiangnan people who fled to the southwest Lingnan rushed back after hearing the news. Tang Ning only asked someone to find out that they were in a good state and let them go into the city. They temporarily moved into an empty house without anyone, and then planned it later.

Tang Ning was very busy in Jiangnan, and Ning Chengyun also led an army of more than 100,000 to attack Xijing.

Qiu Zhuo stationed an army of 80,000 in Xijing, far less than Ning Chengyun's people, so he could only guard the city gate and resist to the death.

Qiu Zhuo sat on the dragon chaise in the hall, listening to the rapid reports, his face was so gloomy that it was about to drip into the water.

Mrs. Qiu walked in with luxurious clothes surrounded by maids, saluted respectfully, and signaled her maid to step down and said, "Master, I'm here to accompany you."

Mrs. Qiu's eyes were like a pool of stagnant water, and she could not see any vitality.

Qiu Zhuo suddenly glared at him and gritted his teeth and said, "I haven't lost yet! As long as I'm still alive, there is still a chance!"

Mrs. Qiu didn't say anything, and at this time, another soldier hurried in to report: "Lord, Ning Chengyun's people are starting to break through the city gate."

Qiu Zhuo suddenly stood up and asked, "Where are the archers? Are the archers dead?"

The soldier said weakly with his head down, "The other party also has archers, and they attack with fire. Our people were knocked down as soon as they hit the wall and could not attack..."

"Wastes are all a bunch of waste!" Qiu Zhuo's eyes were so bloody that he couldn't figure out how Ning Chengyun trained soldiers to this level in just a few years. After pondering for a long time, he asked again: "Is there still no news in Jiangnan?"

The soldier replied truthfully: "The last news was to ask the lord for help, and then there was no news coming."

Qiu Zhuo closed his eyes in grief and anger. He knew without thinking that Jiangnan must have fallen.

Before he could resent him for a long time, another soldier came to report, "Lord is not good, Ning Chengyun has broken the city gate and rushed in."

Qiu Zhuo was panicked and immediately ordered: "Close the palace gate tightly and stop the rebels to the death!"

The soldier retreated quickly.

Mrs. Qiu said in a low voice with a blank face: "I have ordered someone to secretly send out the master's concubines and grandchildren, so I should be able to save a trace of blood from the Qiu family."

All the sons and daughters she gave birth to died, and her only grandson died due to a cold. She knew that the child's death could not be separated from the secrets of the Houzai, which was ridiculous that she could not pursue the bloodline of the Qiu family now.

Qiu Zhuo stared at his wife in a daze, suddenly laughed wildly, and tears fell down with laughter, and shook his head heavily and said, "If I'm done, what good end can they have!"

He knew the virtues of those concubines and grandchildren. Among all the sons, Qiu Zonglie was reluctant to take action. Unfortunately, he died young. He originally planned to ascend the throne and then choose some concubines of good family background to enter the palace, give birth to a few more sons, and choose the best son from them to inherit the throne in the future. Now let alone ascend the throne, he probably will explain it here today. What if the blood of the Qiu family is left behind?

Will you live like a rat in a gutter hiding in a dark place forever?

Mrs. Qiu didn't say anything. She had done what the mistress should do, and she was worthy of her heart. The Qiu family would have nothing to do with her in the future.

The couple guarded the hall and waited silently for the news.

As night and dusk fell, the palace was quieter than during the day. They vaguely heard the sound of fighting in front of them. According to this situation, you don’t have to think about what the result was.

When Mrs. Qiu was flashing his spirit, Qiu Zhuo had already changed into a dragon robe, put on the crown, sat upright on the dragon chaise, and said seriously: "Madam, would you like to sit with me?"

Mrs. Qiu was stunned for a moment, but still walked up the steps without saying a word and came to Qiu Zhuo's side.

The two sat side by side, speechless.

Just after midnight, Zeng Pan led a group of people into the hall. When he saw Qiu Zhuo wearing a dragon robe, he immediately spat out, "Bah! He is shameless, the performer wearing a dragon robe, and he can't become the emperor no matter how good he is!"

Qiu Zhuo looked at Zeng Pan coldly, pulled out the sword beside him, and smiled sinisterly: "Zeng Pan! I shouldn't have left you a dog's life at the beginning! I want to kill me, dream!"

He cut off the ribbon around him, and for a moment, dense hidden arrows flew out around the hall. Fortunately, those who came in had climbed a few of them with good skills. Everyone cooperated with each other before avoiding a wave of arrows.

But this is enough for them to be vigilant. Be careful and leave the hall.

Ning Chengyun also came with a team of men and asked, "How?"
Chapter completed!