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Chapter 440: The Autumn of All Events, Which Position Should Be Conferred? (asking for monthly ticket)
It's autumn again in the south of the Yangtze River.

The return of the main force of the triumphant Qilin Army and the Yue Family Army added a lot of joy to the entire Eighteen States in the South of the Yangtze River. When Li Guanyi returned, he rode his warhorse into the capital of the Eighteen States in the South of the Yangtze River.

People gathered on both sides of the river that flowed through the center of the city. Although there were no spring flowers, people still welcomed the triumphant army with blazing eyes. Li Guanyi dismounted and walked among the people, leading the divine horse.

The Qilin Army behind them joined forces with Yue's Army, all of them holding their heads high and chests puffed out, looking very imposing and majestic.

Nangong Wumeng looked at the majestic young general in the crowd with a smile on his face. He then took a half step back and muttered, "He is really impressive. I wonder how many girls he will bring disaster to with such an appearance."

She still took a half step back, and now she was wearing the Qilin Army's scout general uniform. She took the opportunity to sneak into the team and bumped Li Guanyi with her shoulder: "Hey, I brought back all those city lord seals, so it should be considered a credit, right?!"

"General!"

Li Guanyi said: "Of course it is so."

Nangong Wumeng raised the corner of his lip proudly, then coughed, and said calmly, walking through the crowd of people with the demeanor of a Qilin Army general, "This time, you can't let me agree to your lucky star or something."

Li Guanyi praised: "You are not only my lucky star, you are the lucky star of Jiangnan and the whole world! Tell me what you want, and I will give it to you!"

Nangong Wumeng said: "I want you..."

Her voice hesitated.

Li Guanyi looked back. Nangong Wumeng saw Li Guanyi up close and thought of the scene a few years ago when the leader of the wandering army rode a horse and handed the magic weapon to her with a smile. The young man's handsome eyes were right in front of her, full of doubts.

"Why don't you continue?"

Li Guanyi stretched out his hand and touched Nangong Wumeng's forehead with the back of his hand.

[Huangji Jingshi Shu] circulated.

"I haven't caught a cold either."

Nangong Wumeng took a half step back and said calmly:

"I want another thirty years of wealth from you!"

Li Guan was stunned, then deliberately joked, complaining: "You want more? Just these thirty years of fortune have already made me suffer a lot. Hey, hey, hey, if you take away another thirty years of fortune from me, won't I be poor to death?"

Nangong Wumeng raised his chin slightly, looking very proud.

Li Guan smiled and said, "But, coming back to the point."

Nangong Wumeng asked: "What?"

Li Guanyi pulled the divine horse forward, chuckled and looked ahead, saying: "If you had always been in the Qilin Army and by my side, it would not matter if I gave you sixty years of wealth."

"It's nothing to give you the extra years of life that Hou Zhongyu has added to me, as well as the wealth of his future Grandmaster's life span."

"You're by my side anyway."

Nangong Wumeng's thoughts froze.

Li Guanyi smiled complacently and said, "As long as you go out and take a look, you will have everything. You can also pick up bargains by going to street stalls and pawn shops..." He did not hear Nangong Wumeng's voice. He turned around and saw Nangong Wumeng's face flushed and dull.

Li Guanyi: "What's wrong?"

Nangong Wumeng jumped up, pointed his finger at Li Guanyi, and stammered, "You, you, you, what do you mean by a lifetime? What are you talking about?!"

Li Guanyi: "What do you mean by a lifetime?"

Nangong Wumeng's face turned red and he stammered for a long time. Then he turned around, covered his ears and ran out, running wildly on the water, and no one knew where he went.

Only Old Siming, who was standing next to him, was looking at the loose change that had fallen all over the floor.

Lost in thought.

No, how come my fortune is gone?
With this kind of talent and physique, could it be that...

The old Siming gasped and murmured, "If she has a Dharma image, it must be a Pixiu. If it's not a Pixiu, then it must be a three-legged golden toad."

After Li Guanyi returned to the city, he met with Murong Longtu and Murong Qiu Shui and discussed the things happening on the front line. He then personally took out many spring bamboo shoots and handed them to Xiangrui to handle government affairs. There was also a message from Pojun saying that some towns had not yet been recovered.

As a result, the Jiangnan fleet also set out and arrived at the front, and together with the Anxi Protectorate forces, they defeated the enemy. Seeing such momentum, the other towns surrendered.

On that day we returned to the south of the Yangtze River. Looking from afar at the river crossing, we could see countless ships like layers of clouds, with flags fluttering between the sky and the water. Under the flags were countless armored warriors, looking extremely majestic.

Anxi Protectorate successfully arrived at the capitals of the eighteen prefectures in the south of the Yangtze River.

Yan Daiqing went to check the logistics in person. Even though he had made preparations, when he saw the number, his heart still skipped a beat. He almost blacked out and passed out.

The corners of Yan Daiqing's mouth twitched:
"My lord, no matter how much food and fodder you are given, you will be able to use it all up."

Li Guanyi laughed dryly, "Well, this is not because we have captured a little more cities than usual, and General Han and his men are coming with Yue's army. You said they would come, so they came with several cities, so we can't give them up."

Yan Daiqing: “…………”

The young logistics strategist sighed helplessly and said, "I knew it, but fortunately I have already made preparations." So he asked the Angry Scale Dragon King to sail several large ships into the ferry, which brought highland barley, dried fruits, animal skins, gold, iron, and dried meat from the Western Regions.

In exchange, they exchanged silk, salt, books, paper, pens and tea with Jiangnan.

Yan Daiqing did not directly use the treasury silver to purchase grain.

Instead, commercial exchanges were used to allow goods and gold and silver to circulate between Jiangnan and the Western Regions, making commerce the bloodline and the first step in strengthening the connection between Jiangnan and the Western Regions.

Therefore, these large ships, almost as soon as they unloaded the grain, were loaded with special products from the south of the Yangtze River and headed for the Western Regions. On the way, they would also stop by the southwest, using the water trade routes, local cultural traditions and commercial circulation to revitalize the entire territory.

Yan Daiqing said: "If there is no interaction in terms of personnel, culture, and commerce, then the so-called conquered territory is nothing more than a mechanism built and installed after the bones of a person's body are severed."

"It looks like it can be used, but in fact, the internal energy and blood can't flow, the bones are broken, and the skin is stuck. It's just a showpiece."

"Ideals alone are not enough, we also need interests and culture."

"Let the four territories all agree on one concept and gain benefits from it. Only then can they protect it from all sides. Otherwise, it will just be a machine and stone."

Yan Daiqing said: "I will go with this cargo ship first, and by the way, pick up Mr. Ji Yanzhong from Anxi City. It's time to do this, isn't it, my lord?"

Li Guanyi said: "Thank you, Mr. Yan Daiqing."

Yan Daiqingwei bowed and came and went like the wind.

"Oh, he is truly a gentleman from the south of the Yangtze River, coming and going like the wind." Li Guan turned sideways and saw Mr. Wen Qingyu with his hands behind his back, looking very elegant and graceful. If it weren't for the purple eye sockets, he would have been even more charming.

Li Guanyi originally wanted to pretend that nothing had happened.

However, the decoration on Wen Qingyu's eye sockets that looked like auspicious signs was too eye-catching, so he still said, "Sir, this is..."

Wen He replied, "This, this is just some fake beads I made and gave to Brother Yan, saying that this is a national treasure of the southwest, worth a million gold, and can be used as military expenses."

Li Guanyi: "He knows?"

Wen Qingyu touched his eye sockets: "I wanted to tell him right away, but he was so happy. He happily invited me to drink and talked to me. He felt that he had treated me so badly before. This was fun..."

"Ahem, I was saying that he was so sincere that I felt a little embarrassed to tell him that it was a fake. I didn't tell him until he found a buyer from the State of Chen."

Li Guanyi's mouth twitched: "Where are the beads?"

Wen He said: "Of course I sold it to him."

Li Guanyi was surprised: "Can it be sold like that?"

Wen He smiled and said, "It's just a little cheaper. Those are the noble families who left from the cities along the waterways of the State of Chen. When they heard that the army was coming, they all fled for their lives. They had a lot of money in their hands, so they felt that they had gotten a good deal, so they were very happy."

"You sold these beads and he beat you up?"

Wen He said seriously:

"It's because it was sold that I have a black eye bag."

"If I can't sell it, and that joke goes too far, I'll end up with two black eyes."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, very wonderful, very wonderful."

Mr. Wen He clapped his hands in approval because of the homophony in his two sentences. Li Guanyi had no choice but to ask, knowing that the two men had a good relationship, "So, how about the silver?"

Wen He did not take out any gold or silver, but only took out a copper coin from his sleeve, showed it to Li Guanyi, and said with a smile: "As the lord ordered, this silver will be used to provide relief to the people along the way, open granaries, and reduce taxes and levies."

"The people along the way were all delighted and excited."

"I have come to the eighteen states of Jiangnan and have spent all my money. I only have this big coin left."

Wen Qingyu placed a coin in Li Guanyi's palm and said:

"We used twenty-four fake pearls to take back the blood and sweat of the people that the nobles had exploited, and returned this blood and sweat to the people along the way. Therefore, although we seized the city, the people were happy, and it did not harm the people's will or disturb their hearts."

"I came empty-handed and left empty-handed, but I won the hearts of the people along the way, and this last copper coin."

"I wonder what my lord thinks of my business during this trip?"

“Is it profitable or not?”

Li Guanyi looked at the copper coin for a long time, then smiled carefreely and picked it up with his fingers. The big coin, which had passed through countless hands and was polished smooth and simple, was bounced into the air and landed in Wen Qingyu's palm.

Qin Wuhou laughed:
"You are indeed a man of worldly talents. People call you a poisonous scholar, but they really underestimate you. Or are you calling yourself a poisonous scholar and giving people the impression that you do this just to conceal your true talents and to [serve yourself]?"

"Take from the people and use it for the people. Sir, you want to advise me, why do you have to do this?"

"If you ask me, there is only one comment."

Li Guanyi said: "Big profit!"

With only a set of counterfeits, he punished the noble families, appeased the common people, and finally won the hearts of the people and a large sum of money. Wen Qingyu has never been just a poisonous scholar. Poisonous scholars and strategies are just means to achieve great success.

Saatanti followed and saw this scene. When she was old, she wrote "Record of the Right Prime Minister's Advice to the Emperor" among the historical books. This chapter was concise and to the point, and it became a classic subject that many students in later generations had to recite and memorize the entire text.

Yaoguang and others were also in this series of fleets. When Li Guanyi was waiting for Yaoguang, he saw from afar the silver-haired girl and the nine-colored divine deer standing quietly on the deck of the big ship.

The hooded silver-haired girl seemed to notice Li Guanyi.

Li Guanyi stretched out his hand and was about to say something.

The silver-haired girl raised her head and looked at him, then lowered her hood and took a few steps back.

Raise your hands and clench them slightly.

It seems like he is trying to encourage himself.

Take a step and run!

The hem of the astrologer's robe suddenly spread out in the south wind, and the deerskin boots from the Western Regions made a crisp sound as they stepped on the wooden deck.

Before running to the deck, he jumped hard.

Wow!

The hood flew down, and the long silver hair fluttered in the wind. Although the ship had not yet completely approached the ferry, and the deck of this battleship was actually very high, the silver-haired girl had already jumped up.

The silver hair drew a trail in the air. The girl didn't seem to worry at all whether she would fall to the ground and hurt herself, and then she fell heavily into Li Guanyi's arms, her forehead banging against Li Guanyi's chest, muffled.

Li Guanyi didn't want the recoil of his internal energy to hurt Yaoguang, so he took two steps back, raised his hands, and carefully wrapped them around the silver-haired girl to prevent her from spraining her ankle as she had no martial arts skills.

Li Guanyi said: "Yaoguang?"

The silver-haired girl quietly rested her forehead against Li Guanyi's chest.

Raise your hand and grab his sleeve.

He didn't move or speak.

One breath, two breaths.

After more than twenty breaths.

She took two steps back, her forehead was slightly red from the impact. She lifted up her astrologer's hood, folded her hands in front of her, nodded slightly, and her voice returned to a calm and peaceful state: "I haven't seen you for a long time."

我 很想 你.

“I’m a little uncomfortable.”

I miss you so much.

The silver-haired girl looked at Li Guanyi and said in a calm voice without any ripples:
"I just made up for the lack of contact during the days of separation."

"It's ready."

"Then I'll go visit Aunt Murong Qiushui first."

The silver-haired girl nodded as a greeting, then walked quietly past the crowd. The Nine-Colored Divine Deer followed, as if she was completely unaware of everyone around her. Her silver hair hung down, her head raised, and her eyes calm.

The silver-haired whale fisherman next to him spread his arms: “…………”

Mr. Pojun on the ship: “…………”

Old Siming took a deep breath and pulled Old Xue, who was leaning forward, to the back to avoid being splashed with blood by the angry whale fisherman. Only Mr. Pojun's forehead twitched, and he thought of the past twenty days.

The silver-haired girl used to predict the weather and the stars every day, moving with the flow of water and avoiding clouds and fog, hoping to return to the south of the Yangtze River as soon as possible and to have the merit of guiding the wind. If it weren't for the silver-haired girl, the casualties of the Anxi Protectorate would probably have been at least 10% higher.

It would also delay the arrival in Jiangnan by five or six days.

He sighed and said, "I approve of your method."

“…This time, you win.”

"Hmph, next time, next time!"

"I must let you know who is the strongest counselor!"

Li Guanyi personally brought back Mr. Pojun, Duan Qingyu, Tai Boyong, and Chen Wenmian, and asked where Li Zhaowen was. After knowing her determination, Li Guanyi sighed, saying that Li Zhaowen was not just a general after all.

Her background, her family background, her state of mind and her goals destined her to suffer a lot in this troubled world.

Chen Wenmian had also seen through a lot. Li Guanyi hosted a banquet to entertain everyone, and he and Duan Qingyu drank all day long on a high building in Jiangnan. The wine in Jiangnan was like a spring breeze, soft in the mouth but extremely intoxicating.

General Xiao Wuliang was taken to meet the leader of the Mohist school.

The Mohist master tried to check the condition of the Eighth Heaven. After frowning for a long time, he said, "There is the evil spirit of the God of War Jiang Su remaining on it. It is impossible to completely recover from such an injury."

Xiao Wuliang's expression remained unchanged, but the Mohist master said, "However, with the art of mechanical devices, it is not impossible to transform Jiang Su's evil spirit into a means to restore about 80% of his combat power."

Xiao Wuliang's eyes flashed with a hint of sharpness, and he asked: "Can you still go to the battlefield?"

The Mohist master looked at this solemn general and said:

"After resting and getting used to it for about ten months to a year, maybe you can go back to the battlefield."

Xiao Wuliang thought that he still had a chance to go to the battlefield and to avenge King Shenwu, so he almost bowed down and refused to show any reluctance. The subsequent army arrived, and the rewards, hospitality and banquet lasted for a long time.

Everything gradually settled down. The Anxi Protectorate in the western region, the Southwest Flying Army in the southwest, and the Qilin Army in the south of the Yangtze River all briefly occupied the territory of the south of the Yangtze River and did not immediately return to their respective positions.

As for the reason, I never told them.

However, whether it was the ordinary soldiers, sergeants, or captains, they had already guessed it and were talking about it. Their lord had such achievements, could he still be just a mere noble? !

My lord occupies a vast world, so can't he stand shoulder to shoulder with Emperor Chen Huangying? !
Our lord has fought across thousands of miles with great heroism.

But can’t wear that yellow robe?
Can’t sit on that dragon throne?!

The so-called powerful army that is victorious in every battle has the spirit of a powerful army. They also have their own hopes and desires. The prince is certainly extraordinary, but how can our lord be just a prince?

A duke is not considered high, and a king is not the head.

If he were like Emperor Ying and Emperor Chen.

Only then can it be considered worthy of such achievements and martial arts.

When Fan Qing occasionally went out, he could hear the people talking about these things, and he could hear the soldiers talking about these things. They had very simple views, and did not have any particularly real feelings about the various honorable positions in the world.

I just think that since we have already defeated the State of Chen and repelled the State of Ying.

Then a title of the same level as Emperor Chen Huangying should be possible.

It shouldn't be considered an excessive request.

Be called the emperor!
Become the emperor!
Under such circumstances, Li Guanyi just stayed quietly in Murong's house, and spent a quiet life with his aunt and great-grandfather Murong Longtu. The gold and iron from the southwest had also been transported here, and Li Guanyi planned to ask his great-grandfather and the leader of the Mohist school about the method of casting a tripod.

But, before that.

Li Guanyi showed the Nine Li Divine Weapons and Iron to his great-grandfather and the leader of the Mohist school.

Among these two, one is the strongest sword master in the Murong family, and the other is the master of Mohist mechanism casting technique, and is also the pinnacle of contemporary weapon casting.

Tell them the origin and status of this magical weapon.

Murong Longtu and the leaders of the Mohist school were all amazed.

Although it is still only a prototype of the magic weapon, it can weaken the attacks of Yuwen Lie and Jiang Su. If it is turned into a weapon, it will be even more powerful. If it is fully cast, it may really be called the master of all magic weapons.

Murong Longtu felt a little regretful: "What a pity, what a pity, my Murong family's underground lava casting furnace is already top-notch, but it cannot complete the final casting of this magic weapon."

"It seems that if we want to forge this weapon, we must go to a place of pure fire where heaven and earth were born. There is the Flame Mountain in the Western Regions, and there are also five large lotus pond volcanoes in the northern part of the Great Wall. These two places should be able to melt and forge this weapon."

The Fire Kirin looked away without changing his expression.

Somewhat timid.

After all, the Flaming Mountain had already been destroyed by Him.

Li Guanyi patted the little Qilin's head to comfort him and said, "The northern part of the Great Wall is a place we must go to anyway, so it's okay."

After all, among the life-extending Gu of the witchcraft lineage, the magical Gu that might have an effect on Murong Longtu is only in the northern border. Li Guanyi must go there. After taking back the magic weapon, Li Guanyi will go to find auspicious signs.

This auspicious sign from the southwest carried Nangong Wumeng and came here with the seals of many cities, in order to bring the great fortune here. Li Guanyi wanted to forge the tripod of the southwest, so he needed the land veins of the southwest and the help of the auspicious sign.

As for how to go back, Li Guanyi has his own trick.

Now that I am back in Jiangnan, there are many options available to me, unlike when I was in the Western Regions.

Li Guanyi said to Southwestern Xiangrui: "So, Iron-eating Beast, what about what we talked about before?" Xiangrui bared his teeth and spread out a green bamboo, dipped it in the big basin of beast milk, and then put it in his mouth to taste it slowly.

Hearing this, he promised: "Oh, don't worry, I will take care of it!"

"I'll help you, and you're looking for something made of gold and iron, right?"

"That's not difficult. Who am I? I am the auspicious sign of the southwest, an ancient iron-eating beast. The Jiuli clan has to provide for me!"

Chew chew chew.

"Since you provided me with a large basin of animal milk and bamboo shoots, I will help you. But how can I get there? If I run over there, your large basin of animal milk will not be enough."

"Just give me this little bit. It's hard for me to help you with this."

Southwestern Auspiciousness bit the green bamboo with an expression that said, "You need more money."

Li Guanyi smiled and said, "Don't worry, I have my own way, but I'm just worried that you'll be scared."

Xi Nan Xiangrui raised his chin and said proudly, "Me?"

"I'd be scared!"

"What a joke! Go ask Jiuli clan, when did I ever climb there? No!"

"I am Xiangrui, the iron-eating beast."

“Fearless!”

Southwest Xiangrui patted his thick chest vigorously, raised his chin and said:
"I'm not afraid of anything!"

Li Guanyi said: "That's great."

Southwest Xiangrui asked in confusion: "You haven't told me yet, how are we going to get there?"

Li Guanyi raised the corner of his mouth and smiled: "Of course, fly there!"

"What's flying..." Before Xiangrui could finish his words, he suddenly heard a series of low and solemn chanting sounds in his ears, which carried an indescribable sense of familiarity, vast, heavy, and extremely ancient.

boom! ! !
It seemed like something was falling at high speed.

Xi Nan Xiangrui sat there with a dull mouth.

Silence, slowly turned his fleshy neck, and raised his head stiffly.

A being appeared behind him, and it was so real that it seemed to have flown out of his memory... red scales, golden-red light, sharp claws, and dragon horns that soared into the sky. However, there was a faint straight crack on one of the dragon horns. I wonder what kind of madman could leave such a mark on the hardest part of this thing.

A pair of golden vertical pupils with a playful smile.

When he exhaled, a burst of hot air sprayed on the bamboo shoots, cooking them immediately.

"Isn't this an iron-eating beast?"

"It's been thousands of years since we last met. Are you okay?"

The iron-eating beast, with its mouth open, fell into a daze.

ha??!!

Ancient red dragon.

The real one? !!!
He raised his head stiffly, looked at Li Guanyi, and murmured, "You say."

"How did you get there?"

(End of this chapter)