Princess Fubao brought trillions of goods to help her father rule the world

They were so poor, how could they have the money to send their army on the long journey across thousands of mountains and rivers to Xiqi?

Don’t Bei Xiao’s troops need to eat?

If you are thirsty and hungry, will you drink the northwest wind?

This joke is really hilarious!

Do these people in front of me really think I'm a fool?

King Xiqi snorted coldly, still maintaining his imperial airs and looking with disdain at the few people in front of him who were talking nonsense.

"Ah? Your commander? Hey, you should have told me earlier. We have kept their heads well. Someone, bring them here so that the King of Xiqi can have a good look!"

Soon, soldiers came hurriedly carrying several trays.

The black cloth on the head was torn off, and King Xiqi stared at those heads.

Suddenly, he staggered back a step, and in a rage he opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.

His last hope! It was shattered like a beautiful dream!

Then what about all the suffering he endured while hiding and losing many secret guards along the way?

King Xiqi could not bear the blow and fell to the ground with his eyes darkening.

The leading veteran raised his chin and ordered, "Capture him and escort him back to the Imperial City tomorrow to be dealt with by Lord Ning Ye!"

...

At this time, Ning Ye was sitting on the steps of the Golden Palace in Xiqi. The dragon throne was reserved for his emperor, the little princess, and the crown prince.

He looked at the ministers who had come to attend the morning court without a trace of emotion in his eyes.

After a long while, Ning Ye opened his thin lips and said in a cold voice: "Xiqi is dead, and now your master is Emperor Bei Xiao! The emperor is kind, if you are loyal, you will naturally have the opportunity to be promoted and make money. If you still miss your former master, then I will send you off!"

Only a few imperial censors stood up among the civil and military officials in the court. The hatred they looked at Ning Ye was undisguised.

"I am loyal to Xiqi in my life. I am a Xiqi man in life and a Xiqi ghost in death! A real man would rather die than surrender!"

After saying that, several imperial censors looked at each other, then quickly rushed towards the pillar with all their strength.

There were a few bangs, and blood spurted out from their foreheads. Several imperial censors slowly fell to the ground with their eyes wide open.

Soon, the light in their eyes disappeared and their bodies gradually became stiff.

Ning Ye sighed softly, and secretly sighed that he was quite courageous.

He waved his hand, called his subordinates and said calmly: "Bury him properly!"

After the imperial censors who died by hitting the pillars were dragged out, Ning Ye looked at the crowd again: "Are there any more? Hurry up, after you hit them, I will order people to clean the pillars!"

All the ministers in the hall hung their heads.

Even if they wanted to die by hitting their head against a pillar like the imperial censors, they still had old and young people at home who needed to eat and survive...

If they die, all will be over, but what about the old and young who are left behind in this world?

Are we going to drink the northwest wind?

Furthermore, the change of dynasties is normal. It is not possible that when a new dynasty comes, all the ministers of the previous dynasty will die!

Isn't it good to be alive? If you do a good job as an official, you may be favored by the new emperor.

There are only a few military generals left in the court, and most of those left are civil officials.

Even the prime minister of the time had to bow his head and act like a quail.

Ning Ye waited for a long time, but no other ministers came forward.

He nodded with satisfaction: "Prime Minister, the six ministers and assistant ministers, please step out!"

The emperor has ordered that the six ministers and the prime minister must be replaced by officials from the Northern Xiao Dynasty.

After everyone stood out tremblingly, he said nonchalantly: "You can rest for a few days!"

As soon as he finished speaking, someone fainted from the blow of being dismissed from office.

Ning Ye waved his hand: "Come here, send them back home!"

He gave some instructions and then let his ministers go home.

Of the 70,000 troops he brought with him, 50,000 were left to garrison outside the capital, and the remaining 20,000 were scattered throughout the imperial city.

When the ministers walked out of the Golden Palace, they found that their official uniforms were soaked with sweat.

I originally thought that today would be the day they would die, but I didn't expect that they could still walk out alive!

May our ancestors truly bless you!

Ning Ye wrote a long letter, describing the situation in Xiqi in detail, and then called someone to deliver the letter.

...

Xiqi Jingwang Mansion

Helian Jing lay on the ground in a mess. He raised his head with difficulty and looked hatefully at Cangyan who was sitting in a chair and drinking tea leisurely.

Why hasn’t my father sent anyone to rescue me?

Doesn’t the emperor know that the imperial city has been occupied by thieves?

Or...Helian Jing looked at his empty lower body.

Or does the emperor feel that he has become a cripple and doesn’t want to take the risk to save him?

He raised his eyes to look at Cang Yan who was still drinking tea leisurely, and finally couldn't help but growl: "What exactly do you want to do? If you want to use me to threaten my father, I'm afraid it's wishful thinking!"

Go and capture those princes with good legs and feet to threaten my father!

Why is God so partial, making me bear all the pain?

Cangyan gently put down the teacup and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I'm just curious and want to come and see the masterpiece of our princess! Don't worry, you can crawl and sleep with whomever you want! I'll just take a look..."

Cangyan's words were so harsh and heartbreaking that Helian Jing was stunned for a long while.

He struggled to prop up his upper body with his arms, and asked desperately: "You...Princess? Who is it!"

In fact, he already had the answer in his mind. Who else could it be other than that little bitch Xiao Baozhu, who was a princess, had a grudge against him, and had crippled him?

Helian Jing hated Xiao Baozhu at this time.

He is now a cripple, but that little bitch still won't let him go.

He even sent people to sneak into the palace to humiliate him!

Cang Yan admired the embarrassed Helian Jing with a smile, straightened his back and said proudly: "Of course it is Princess Bei Xiao! How could King Jing forget our little princess? Her Highness often talks about you, saying..."

Helian Jing's eyes were bloodshot, and he bit his back teeth and asked, "What did you say to me?"

He naturally knew that the little bitch would not say anything good about him, but he still didn't give up.

Cangyan stood up from the chair, slowly walked to Helian Jing and squatted down, her voice still full of laughter.

"Our prince said... he regretted not letting you soak in the golden juice for a while. What a waste of the golden juice that he worked so hard to get!"

After saying that, Cangyan laughed out loud, then stood up and left without looking back.

Naturally, he would hand Helian Jing over to His Highness for personal disposal.

Right now... at most I can just piss him off.

"Xiao Baozhu! The hatred of sawing off a leg is irreconcilable!"

Helian Jing roared while biting his back teeth, then he was so angry that he opened his mouth and spat out a few mouthfuls of blood.

He waited for a long time, but no servants from the palace came to serve him.

Helian Jing cursed while struggling to climb onto the bed.

...

Tianyang Palace

Xiao Heng was sitting at the table, writing a letter to Jiang Wanqing.

At this moment, his eyes were full of tenderness, and he had written a letter that took up seven pages and was not yet finished.

This time, he, Zhuzhu and Chengze did not return to the palace, and Qing'er must have missed them very much.

But Xiao Heng didn't know that Jiang Wanqing and several concubines in the harem were very busy.

During the palace banquet on New Year's Eve, several concubines and court officials were discussing issues such as the scale of factory construction in various places and recruitment supervision.

Even the Minister of Justice Xing Xing was forced to perform a pig-slaughtering show.

He had a blank expression on his face the whole time, and his cuts were quick, accurate and ruthless!

The ministers felt their scalps tingling and they all praised against their will.

"Master Xing is indeed as good as the rumors say, he is an expert at slaughtering pigs!"