"The armed forces of some divisions in the Southern Theater Command and the Eastern Theater Command have been integrated..."
"Under that lord's miraculous power, most financial groups in the southeast area have begun to completely favor our family."
"After the miracle and the imprisonment of the imperial family members, public opinion began to turn against us..." In the main hall of the palace, Hong Chengzhi considered his tone and looked at Hong Jianglin who was standing by the window looking at the rainy scene outside: "Father, , I think you are ready to proclaim yourself emperor and make the Northern Expedition..."
"In the meeting just now, everyone hoped that you would go north to overthrow the Zhao family and establish a new dynasty in accordance with God's will and to calm the people's hearts." Hong Jianglin looked out the window expressionlessly at the heavy rain that had fallen for several days, and said calmly: "There is no rush. ." Why are you not in a hurry?
I still want to become the prince as soon as possible... Thinking about it, Hong Chengzhi persuaded again: "Father, that gentleman has blocked the signal in the entire south. The north must not know what happened, and even several reconnaissance teams in the northern theater The troops have also been detained by us... now is the time to catch them off guard!"
"Furthermore, although the Chang'an Army has moved south to the west, it has certainly not yet completed the counterinsurgency. Now that it has broken its skin, it should take advantage of its unpreparedness to capture most of the western areas and build up the entire defense line, so as to prevent the Chang'an Army from possible attacks in the future. Western outflank..."
"Okay." Hong Jianglin interrupted Hong Chengzhi's voice directly: "Do you think this era is still like the early days of human magic in ancient times, where you can start trouble with just a kitchen knife?"
"How can today's regime change be so simple? People's hearts are part of it, and more of it is the power of military power and magicians."
"The two hundred and ninety-two-year heritage of the Imperial Family is not comparable to that of any magic family. What's more, the Imperial Family also has the blessing of a dragon soul."
"Even so, there are quite a few magic families who support our family now..." Hong Chengzhi looked at his father's majestic eyes and his voice became lower and lower: "When will father prepare to wait?"
"On the first day of the new year." Hong Jianglin said calmly: "The imperial family's pilgrimage ceremony cannot be stopped. At that time, powerful princes and clan members from all over the imperial family will participate..."
"If Su Yijing really wants to do something, then he will definitely not miss this opportunity. In this way, the top forces of both sides will have no time to care about anything else when they compete in the capital..."
"With the addition of a cabinet, when these three parties are fighting each other and all three are defeated, they can go directly north and take the imperial capital easily."
"In this way, even if they find something is wrong, the situation is over."
"Chengzhi." Hong Jianglin looked at him seriously: "Looking at the overall situation, you have to understand that even if we integrate the southern forces, we are still no match for Chang'an's hundreds of battles."
"So we must let them internalize first, do you understand?"
"I understand." Hong Chengzhi lowered his head. He was still far behind.
"Did that adult also say that?" Hong Chengzhi asked again.
"That one is the Demon King." Hong Chengzhi said calmly: "That one has already paved the way for the Nanwang Mansion. Is it possible that we should be ignorant and just take one step at a time under that person's order?"
"If it's so useless, the other party will find another spokesperson sooner or later." Hong Chengzhi raised his hand and placed it on the window sill: "For that kind of big shot, the most important thing is whether it is valuable, and there is no value in even using your own brain. Our family’s tombstone has now been erected.”
"If you don't take what God gives you, you will suffer the consequences. Do you understand?"
"My son understands."
"Yes." Hong Jianglin nodded: "But we can't just wait now."
"Amaterasu Co-Prosperity Kingdom will definitely not miss this opportunity. Now you will follow your third uncle to the Eastern Sea for exercises to deter the Amaterasu fleet..."
"While paralyzing the imperial family and cabinet, we will look for opportunities to directly capture the eastern military port. Once the Northern Expedition is launched, we will be able to take the lead in controlling the entire sea area and complete sea control."
"What about the southern sea area?" Hong Chengzhi asked: "Those countries in Fanyue Kingdom will definitely take the opportunity to cause trouble..."
"With the help of that adult, I have reached a cooperation with the Demon King Whale Abyss who lives on the bottom of the Southern Ocean. There is no need to worry." Hong Chengzhi looked at Hong Jianglin's majestic profile, and he became more and more respectful in his heart. As expected, I am still me, and I am still the same. Much more tender.
"Father, I'll set off first."
"Go, be careful." Sheng'an City, the Royal Palace.
"Since the past few days, the southern part of the empire has been cut off from the north. After several days of visits and investigations, it was discovered that the cause of all this was a vision from the sky. This was a vision recorded by people at that time..." Breakfast was being eaten. Emperor Xuan'an Zhao Xian looked at the news with a cold expression, and the long chopsticks in his hands were broken directly by him.
"Visions descended from the sky, purple energy came from the east, dragons came to Dingnan... What a king of Dingnan, what a Hong Jianglin, how could he make such a big noise!" Zhao Xian was very angry, but what made him most angry was not This, but he only knows the news now!
Even if the information network in the south is temporarily disabled by this celestial phenomenon, what about those people in the south?
Don’t you know if you can run back to the north in a short time to send a message? !
"Wei Jin!" Zhao Xian slapped the table: "Is this how the Divine Guard I entrusted to you does things?"
"This slave has neglected his duty!" Wei Jin quickly knelt down and said, "Please forgive me, Your Majesty!"
"Excuse me?" Zhao Xian kicked Wei Jin on the shoulder: "Now my contact with the outside world depends entirely on the palace supervisor. You don't know about such a big movement?"
"The cabinet is unreliable, the garrison is unreliable, and now I have to go through the news to know this news. Do you forgive me? For what crime?!" Wei Jin knelt on the ground: "Slave, this is..."
"What's that?" Zhao Xian snorted coldly: "You can't control the north, so why should you care about the south?"
"Slave, slave..."
"Damn Hong Jianglin, how dare you betray me!" Zhao Xian's eyes were sinister: "Betray me..." The only remaining dragon in the world lives in the palace, and Zhao Xian is sure that the vision caused by Hong Jianglin is absolutely It was achieved through certain means... But the vision of being able to form a dragon is undoubtedly related to the ancient dragon magic. Did Hong Jianglin cooperate with a certain demon king with dragon blood?
Zhao Xian clenched his fists: "You all deserve to die!" Although he had Di Yuan as his source of confidence, Zhao Xian was still upset by these pieces of bad news. He wanted to overthrow everyone, even if you didn't see how confident you were. ?
"Your Majesty, the King of Chang'an has arrived." A young eunuch reported cautiously. Zhao Xian took a deep breath: "Invite him in."
"My slave obeys your orders."
"You should get up too." Zhao Xian glanced at Wei Jin expressionlessly, and then looked at Su Yijing who walked in with a calm expression.
"Your Majesty, Su Yijing, has met the Emperor."
"Sit down." Zhao Xian looked at Su Yijing who was sitting down and said calmly: "The Chang'an Army moved south to the west, and now the Ninth Army Corps has taken over the defense of the imperial capital... Tell me, what do you want to do?"
"Coup!?" Bang! As Zhao Xian slapped the table, Su Yijing clearly felt the murderous aura surrounding the house, but his expression did not change at all.
It is impossible for Zhao Xian to take action now. Not because the Ninth Legion took over the garrison, but because the dragon had not yet revived.
"I don't know." Su Yijing lowered his eyebrows slightly: "I haven't interfered in the affairs of Chang'an for a long time."
"Why, have you been ignored by your incomparably smart daughter?" Zhao Xian sneered: "Do you think I will believe it?" 'It's true.
Su Yijing muttered in his heart and said, "I really don't know anything." The sneer on Zhao Xian's face became even stronger. He did not deny Su Yuxi's intelligence and ability, but an eighteen-year-old girl wanted to If you pretend to be a powerful prince, will this prince not resist at all?
Moreover, how could he still leave the territory of Chang'an if he was really ignored?
"I don't know..." Zhao Xian's tone suddenly softened: "I still believe in your loyalty. The Ninth Legion must be thinking about me. After all, you and Zhou Jinyi are still here as guests." 'Believe me. My loyalty is of no use, I have long since given up on things.
Su Yijing ignored the threat in Zhao Xian's words and didn't speak, but he didn't eat either. At this time, Zhao Xian continued to eat without being annoyed. After breakfast, he wiped the corners of his mouth and stood up and walked forward: "Everyone knows that my nephew is an ordinary mediocre person, but no matter how smart a niece is, She's just an eighteen-year-old girl." Su Yijing didn't answer. After watching Zhao Xian leave, he slowly wandered back to the palace arranged by Zhao Xian and his wife.
"Are you okay?" Zhou Jinyi quickly asked with concern: "Did you eat any food?"
"No." Su Yijing shook his head: "We've already broken our skin."
"Sooner or later, it doesn't matter." Zhou Jinyi pulled her husband to the sofa and sat down: "We don't have to worry about anything, we don't know anything anyway."
"You really don't know anything." Su Yijing teased himself: "I haven't left the palace in the past few days. I don't even know when the Ninth Army will go south to take over the garrison defense."
"You haven't been in charge for many years, so it doesn't matter." Zhou Jin rolled her eyes at her husband: "Now that Zhao Xian hasn't put any eyeliner around, shall we leave the palace today?"
"Didn't you say that it's inconvenient to go home? It doesn't matter if you stay any longer. There won't be any danger anyway." Su Yijing shook his head: "I'm just thinking about that dragon right now, and how Yu Chen will deal with it..."
"There is no need to worry about our son's strength, not to mention Yu Shuang and the others."
"But it is a dragon after all." Su Yijing looked at his wife: "The devil standing at the top."
"Don't worry so much. Yu Chen and Yu Xi must have the confidence to do this..." Zhou Jinyi joked: "Just think about the days when you will be the emperor."
"When it comes to worry, I'm more worried..." Zhou Jin hesitated, thinking about Yu Xi's attitude of living in the same room with Yu Chen and her sisters-in-law these days without avoiding suspicion, her eyes were a little complicated.
"What are you worrying about?"
"It's nothing, I'll take another look." Zhou Jinyi shook his head: "What if I'm overthinking it."
"Okay."······Villa. At the dining table, Xiao Hill, who had slept since he came back late yesterday, was talking vividly about how powerful Su Yuchen was in the [Seven Angles Alliance], and the dancing and dancing appearance was quite cute.
"It feels boring." Xia Yushuang whispered to Su Yuchen: "It's not what Hill said, but you think it's boring to kill two demon kings, right?"
"Sister Yu Shuang, you know me." Su Yuchen leaned on the back of the chair: "It's really boring, the devil who can't stop him with a sword."
"Especially that crazy person, it has nothing but a long life."
"Isn't this something I've known for a long time?" Xia Yushuang chuckled: "If it weren't for the misfortune, you would have killed him long ago."
"Even if there was no 'misfortune', we would have had to kill him five years ago." Su Yuchen shrugged.
"That's pretty awesome, Bao~" Jiang Shengyue put her arm around his shoulders: "You were only fourteen years old at that time."
"Human magicians are not like monsters. They can start learning magic from birth."
"That's right." Su Yuchen smiled. He had been exposed to and learned magic since he was three years old and was already far ahead of others.
"That dragon must be enough for you to play with." Christia shook the goblet: "Do you need sister's help?"
"Just help set up a barrier." Su Yuchen smelled the fragrance on Jiang Shengyue's hair: "Otherwise, if we really fight, not to mention Sheng'an City, the surrounding cities will be destroyed." Su Yuchen was convinced that the one named Diyuan The dragon must be the strongest demon king he has ever encountered besides the seniors... unless that dragon is a pretend dragon.
He felt that his hands were already itchy.
"The golden dragon is the royal family among the dragon species, so it must not be any weaker." As Jiang Shengyue spoke, she wanted to put her white jade-like legs on Su Yuchen's lap: "It's definitely not easy... Xiyu, what are you doing? Well?" Jiang Shengyue, who felt her toes touch something, looked down at Jiang Xiyu who was squatting under the dining table: "When did you run there... No, what do you want to do?"
"Obviously." Jiang Xiyu, who was squatting on the floor, put his hands on Su Yuchen's legs: "I didn't see Chen yesterday, so I need to replenish Chen's energy."
"You're so hungry, come out!" Jiang Shengyue bent down and was about to pull her sister out, but Jiang Xiyu held on to Su Yuchen's pajamas: "I don't believe you, sister, are not hungry."
"I……"
"Why don't you listen to Hill's story, meow!" Hill crossed his hips angrily: "Master said handsomely..."
"There are children here..." Jiang Shengyue continued to pull her sister hard, but Jiang Xiyu refused to come out: "Chen didn't object." As he said that, he was about to pull his pajamas down to his thighs: "I want to eat breakfast!"
"Breakfast?" Hill's eyes brightened slightly, and he quickly climbed out of the chair, but...
"Hill."
"What's wrong?" Hill looked at Christia.
"It's time to sleep." Hill's face changed: "Hill won't be fooled again. Hill wants, wants, wants..." The little loli now can't escape from the palm of Her Majesty the Queen, and she suddenly becomes soft. He collapsed on the chair and fell asleep.
"You!" Jiang Shengyue glared at Christia: "Are you sincere?"
"Yesterday and today, I didn't eat well." Christia licked her lips and deliberately hooked one of the shoulder straps of her pajamas onto her shoulders. Her white and tender skin was really eye-catching.
"Stop pretending." Christia glanced at Jiang Shengyue provocatively: "Otherwise, just stay here."
"That's right." Jiang Xiyu pulled down his pants logically: "You need to relax before fighting."
"Besides, Chen can rehearse it first."
"What's the preview?" Su Yuchen looked at her curiously.
"Chen will definitely win, so Long is a noob, but that's not important." Jiang Xiyu stared at the food in front of him with fascination: "The important thing is that I am also a noob."
"Where are you..." Just as Su Yuchen was about to speak, Jiang Xiyu interrupted him: "Chen, what is the antonym of dishie?" Su Yuchen thought for a while, and a smile flashed in his eyes: "I know. But I won’t say it.”
"Awesome, Chen understands me."
"Two sex batches!" Jiang Shengyue said speechlessly. Jiang Xiyu had no time to pay attention to his sister, and Su Yuchen narrowed his eyes and caressed Jiang Xiyu's cheek.
Xia Yushuang smiled helplessly. Once someone starts this, who can hold it back? I was still thinking about making dumplings for lunch, but now that I’m done, I can only eat them...
"I said, let's go to the bedroom?" Xia Yushuang blinked.
"Okay." Su Yuchen hugged Shaoshao, who was awakened by Jiang Xiyu's actions and jumped on the table: "Xiyu, let's go."
"I can fly, so I went to the bedroom like this..." Author Jun: I still owe 30,000 words.
