Countless Tsing Yi Guard masters shouted in unison.
Meng Li's body was covered with iron hooks and dripping with blood.
He screamed miserably and roared repeatedly, using his own strength to drag everyone away.
"Fire the arrow!"
Following the order, the sound of armor scraping could be heard everywhere. Xuan's soldiers stepped forward quickly, bent their bows and arrows in unison, aimed at Meng Li, and launched a volley of fire.
At this time, the latter was being pulled by countless ropes and was unable to move significantly.
Densely packed arrows arrived in an instant, shooting directly, some nailed his chest, and some nailed his calf.
"Put it back!"
Plop, plop!
This time, it was even denser. In an instant, Meng Li's body was covered with eagle feathers.
No matter how high a person's martial arts skills are, he can kill ten people, a hundred people, or a thousand people, but he can't kill a hundred thousand people. What's more, what he is facing now is a group of Tsing Yi Guard masters and countless Xuanguo Central Committee. military.
No matter how brave Meng Li was, there was no doubt that he would die.
Seeing that he was nailed like a hedgehog by sharp arrows, all the masters of the Tsing Yi Guards couldn't help but let go of the ropes in their hands.
"Your Majesty...go quickly..."
This was the last thing Meng Li said. As soon as he finished speaking, he knelt on the ground with a thud and his head hung down.
Such a brave general died here. When King Jin saw this, he could no longer bear it. He knelt on the ground and burst into tears: "General! General -"
Immediately afterwards, under the signal from Yang Zhao's eyes, a group of Tsing Yi Guard masters began to gather around and move forward, but they still walked cautiously. It can be seen that although Meng Li died, his shock was still there.
After moving forward, one person nervously stretched out his hand to explore Meng Li, and then nodded towards Yang Zhao.
At this time, King Jin also started to have red eyes, looked around, and said sternly:
"Prince Xuan! Prince Xuan! The green bamboo snake's mouth and the wasp's tail are not poisonous, but they are the most poisonous to women's hearts!!!"
"Execution." Yang Zhao ignored him and said directly with an indifferent expression.
"No!" Following his order, someone immediately stepped forward, one to the left and one to the right, to hold King Jin there while drawing out the sword from his waist.
"Ha ha ha ha--"
Before dying, King Jin also laughed desolately.
An icy cold light came from above, and the severed head fell to the ground. A king was beheaded here, and ended up with such a tragic end.
From this moment on, the Jin State, which had been powerful for several generations, completely disappeared in the long river of history.
The famous general Ren Ying, the tiger general Meng Li, the King of Jin and his ministers all died at the hands of King Xuan.
It can be seen how decisive this queen is in killing.
"Clean up this place." After saying that, Yang Zhao also put King Jin's head in an exquisite brocade box and went to the palace to return to his life.
Half an hour later, in the palace study.
After listening to Yang Zhao's report, King Xuan sighed softly and said: "Meng Li's loyalty and bravery are indeed a model for generals in the world. He will be buried well and he will be named Zhongwuhou."
"In addition, tell the Prime Minister to let him leave as soon as possible to Qinzhou to meet the King of Qin."
"Yes." Yang Zhao bowed his head. King Xuan was very beautiful. Every time he reported, he almost didn't dare to look at the latter. This was not only a fear in his heart, but also a fear of blasphemy.
A few days later, Qinzhou.
Because Xiao Yuan stopped at various places during his journey, he did not return to Qinzhou until now.
Today's Qinzhou City is different from the past. It is much larger. With the Royal City as the center, the surrounding markets are prosperous and lively, with an endless stream of pedestrians and business travelers.
The development here is very good. Due to the strict laws in Qin, big businessmen from various countries come and go frequently. If you walk in the market, you can see shops unloading goods everywhere, and you can hear the sound of selling goods everywhere.
In the morning, it was learned that the king was about to return to the capital. After receiving the news, the Wuwei Mansion began to urgently deploy defenses. All civil and military officials also hurriedly welcomed him out of the city.
At the east gate, hundreds of officials were in front, and there were many soldiers on both sides. After Xiao Yuan's chariot arrived, everyone knelt on the ground and shouted in unison:
"Welcome the king back to the capital——"
"Everyone, get up." Xiao Yuan lifted the curtain and looked at it, then lowered the curtain.
"Thank you, Your Majesty—" People stood up one after another, followed the king, and filed into the city.
At this time, there is no need to say more about Xiao Yuan's prestige in Qin.
He was the one who insisted on destroying the Jin despite all opinions, and finally won the war. It was he who led the old Qin people to gain a foothold and become famous in the world.
One can imagine what a wise monarch this was in the hearts of the people of his country.
When his king appeared in the city, the streets were filled with people, causing the streets to empty out.
Countless people began to wave their arms and shouted loudly:
"My King for ten thousand years!"
"The Qin Kingdom will last for ten thousand years!"
Countless soldiers began to use their halberds as railings, struggling to block them on both sides.
Hearing such a movement, Xiao Yuan looked at it for a while, and then called Liu Yuzhi over.
"Your Majesty." The latter quickly came forward and bowed slightly.
"Why bother with such a big show? Does it make sense?" Xiao Yuan said.
"This is not arranged by ministers and others, but spontaneously by the people." Liu Yuzhi returned.
Xiao Yuan was stunned for a moment.
Liu Yuzhi continued: "This is the people's heart, and it also shows the prestige of the king."
"When did the Prime Minister learn to flatter him?" Xiao Yuan asked funnyly.
"Haha." Liu Yuzhi smiled dryly.
The car drove all the way to the palace. After the officials dispersed, Xiao Yuan also returned to the study.
But before his butt could get hot, Liu Yuzhi came to see him.
After letting him in, the latter naturally saluted first, then took out a roll of bamboo slips from the sleeve of his official uniform, put it respectfully on Xiao Yuan's desk, and said:
"This is a letter sent to the royal court by the former governor of Beiling County. It mainly explains the settlement of more than 60,000 young people in Jin Dynasty. Please take a look at it."
During the days when Xiao Yuan was away from the capital, Liu Yuzhi was temporarily in charge of the government affairs. Some minor matters were handled by him, while some larger matters required Xiao Yuan's personal inspection.
After unfolding the bamboo slips, Xiao Yuan looked at them carefully and nodded slowly: "Well, these young and strong people all hope to take their families over. This is very good. It also shows from the side that the Jin Kingdom no longer exists."
"Yes." Liu Yuzhi agreed, and then took out a bamboo slip from his sleeve and said: "This is a letter from the governor of Longyou County. It is related to the construction of the Chuanjiang Weir and the dam. Because the matter is so important, I don't dare to take it lightly. The decision needs to be approved by the king himself."
Xiao Yuan took it and couldn't help but muttered: "This Zhang Jingrui is building the Chuanjiang Weir. It has been building for so long and it has not been completed yet."
"The Chuanjiangyan Irrigation Project is huge, and the Ministry of Industry has also dispatched officials. Master Zhang does have many difficulties." Liu Yuzhi said.
Xiao Yuan shook his head slightly. If he wanted to be a wise king, he had to deal with political affairs and understand the country's people's livelihood. No matter how tired he was, he had to do it.
After reading Zhang Jingrui's Shangshu word for word, Liu Yuzhi took out a few more volumes.
Xiao Yuan discussed with him seriously again, and then pointed to his sleeve: "How many official documents can be hidden in the prime minister's sleeve?"
"Not much, not much, there are still some." Liu Yuzhi said with a smile.
Xiao Yuan was speechless.
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