My Wife Is A General Who Killed Tens Of Thousands On The Battlefield - Chapter 102
[Chapter 101 3 Months]
In the palace, Emperor Zhou was in a good mood.
Early this morning, the Yan Kingdom mission put forward their proposal, willing to use the technical means of the beast spirit armor as a transaction in exchange for the rock to the stronghold.
This time, it caused a great uproar in the court!
You must know that the beast spirit armor is a unique technology developed by the Yan Kingdom’s spiritual master’s house. It is made of the spirit bones of fierce beasts. After wearing it, the wearer can use the power of beast spirits to improve their strength and conduct large-scale battles on the battlefield. When equipped, it is even more threatening.
Although Da Zhou had captured this kind of battle armor, he never cracked its technical essentials and was difficult to imitate.
And this time, the country of Yan was willing to trade the technical means of the beast spirit armor to exchange for the rocky stronghold with Da Zhou.
This condition, I have to say, Zhou Di was moved!
Not only him, but also the court officials, many people were moved.
Because the enemy of Da Zhou has never been more than Yan State.
Yan Kingdom is just one of them.
For Da Zhou, the value of the Rock Fortress seems to be inferior to the beast spirit armor that can comprehensively improve his strength.
Of course, not everyone agrees.
For example, Su Changqing, Lao Comrade Su did not let go today, he defied all opinions, and abruptly suppressed the matter.
Some things cannot be settled in one day, and Emperor Zhou also knew that how this matter is going to have to be studied by a group of courtiers.
Su Wen entered the palace and was summoned directly by Emperor Zhou.
When the two met, Zhou Di looked at Su Wen with a smile on his face.
“You kid, there are two times, you sang well last night, sing it for me again.”
Su Wen bowed and said, “Your Majesty, I didn’t sing yesterday!”
“???” Zhou Di looked at Su Wen and sneered, “Are you losing your memory?”
“I drank too much yesterday, and I stopped drinking. What song is your Majesty talking about?”
“It’s that sea of laughter!”
“What kind of laughter from the sea? I haven’t heard it before, maybe I drank too much last night and sang it randomly…”
Su Wen would not sing to Emperor Zhou like a fool.
Two big men, how strange!
“Do you remember that song?”
“Ah? I went back to sleep yesterday. What song did your majesty say?”
Su Wen looked bewildered.
Zhou Di said angrily: “You…you did it on purpose!”
Su Wen hurriedly shouted: “I have been wronged, I really don’t remember anything, I just remember that the third prince lost the chess game yesterday, and then drank a lot of wine, but I don’t remember what happened after that!”
Zhou Di stared at Su Wen for a while, then gritted his teeth and said, “Hurry up and go to Wenyuan Pavilion! I don’t want to see you!”
“I retire!”
Su Wen withdrew.
Zhou Di shook his head and said, “This little bastard!”
On the other side, in the Su Mansion, Xie Yiyi looked into the mirror and brushed her hair lightly.
Life is so boring.
“Sister Yiyi, are you coming to play mahjong?”
Suddenly, Cui Yumian appeared at the door.
“Ah? Mahjong?”
“Yeah, a plaything made by Xianggong. It’s for us to pass the time.” Cui Yumian laughed.
Xie Yiyi was a little shy: “No way!”
Cui Yumian grabbed her and said with a smile, “Come on, let’s stay here every day.”
While talking, he took the initiative to pull Xie Yiyi.
Xie Yiyi was dragged to the room by her, and there were two maids in the room.
Cui Yumian began to explain how to play mahjong to Xie Yiyi.
Then the four of them started playing. At first, Xie Yiyi was not very good at it and lost a lot of chips, but after getting familiar with the rules, he slowly got better.
This kind of game, for newcomers, always has a strange blessing of luck.
They do not play with money.
Chips are the equivalent of game points.
Just a record of victory and defeat.
After all, Cui Yumian and Xie Yiyi are not short of money, but where does the maid have money to play with them.
Xie Yiyi was smiling, very happy.
“Sister Cui! You lost again!”
Cui Yumian said helplessly: “What can I do? It’s obviously Hu San, 690,000, and such a good mouth, it just won’t come!”
Mahjong quickly brought the relationship between the two closer.
After playing mahjong, Xie Yiyi returned to the room, and suddenly, she noticed that there was a note on the table.
She stepped forward, opened it, and saw the magic door code written on it!
Let her go out to meet, no accident, thank you.
After pondering for a while, Xie Yiyi tore the note.
After lunch, Xie Yiyi took the maid out of the house.
When I came to Guanyun Tower, Xie Yiyi met Xie everyone.
When the mother and daughter met, Xie everyone said softly, “Have you been doing well?”
Xie Yiyi said with a smile: “Fortunately, the people in the house are very good.”
“That’s good! Where’s Su Wen? How?”
“Extremely good.”
Everything is fine, but Xie everyone feels a little alienated.
“Then use the charm of the inner demon to control his mind as soon as possible.”
This is the purpose of thanking everyone.
Inner Demon Charm is a strange method of mind control, which can make the recruited unknowingly obey the spellcaster’s words, but on weekdays, it still remains normal.
This kind of secret method originates from the emotions in the heart of human beings, so it is often necessary for the performer to have a strong feeling for the performer in order to be able to control it perfectly.
Especially love, the effect is the most obvious.
Xie Yiyi shook her head and said, “The time is too short to do it!”
“How long will it take you?”
“Three months!”
Xie Yiyi gave her some time.
Xie Everyone looked at Xie Yiyi in front of him, and after a while, he said, “Then three months later, you should hurry up, that stinky Taoist priest has already set his eyes on me, and I will pretend to leave tomorrow, how to contact me, you should know !”
“Be careful.” Xie Yiyi said these words and left.
Su Wen came out of the palace and went to Wenyuan Pavilion for a turn, but Lao Fei still gave him a stinky face, Su Wen didn’t force it, UU read www.
sonicmtl.com After all, it is impossible for everyone in this world to like him.
Seeing that nothing happened, they went to the street with Zhao Jin and Chu He.
At this time, Kyoto, which has been closed in recent years, is even more lively.
The three of Su Wen came to the fan stall.
One person asked for a bowl of noodles, Su Wen and Zhao Jin continued their research work on pi, and Chu He was a serious fan. Listening to the discussion between the two, he glanced at him from time to time to confirm it.
There are many more guests today.
Many ornate carriages also passed through the streets.
Many are newcomers to the city.
“It’s the end of the year again, and His Majesty’s Holy Banquet is also going to be held. Celebrities from all over the world are coming, have you heard? This time Jiangzhou is coming to Ji Lao.”
“Is that the old Ji who is known as the living saint?”
“That’s right, he was an important official in the court in the early years, and he was also engaged in business. His family was rich, and he often helped the poor every day. Later, he scattered his private wealth to save the suffering. I heard that now he only lives in thatched huts!”
“This is an honest official, this is a good man! Look at Su Changqing again…”
“Shh! Don’t talk nonsense!”
Su Wen also heard the words of these people.
But obviously, these ordinary people did not know him.
Although Su Wen is famous in Kyoto, but the capital is too big, and not many people really know him.
“Holy Feast, His Majesty the Emperor really likes to hold various banquets…” Su Wen complained in his heart.
However, this banquet has nothing to do with him. It is a banquet held by Emperor Zhou at the end of each year, calling on celebrities from all over the world to enter the capital to listen to their feedback and opinions, and to control and reform some problems.
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