Don't panic when fleeing the famine, the peasant girl is busy farming

Jiang Guangyi moved first.

He cleared away the people in the Nanshao King's bedroom, removed all the valuables, and then threw a gunpowder bomb into the bedroom, blasting the door of the bedroom.

Dingguo felt that even if it was blown up, there was no difference between blowing it up once and blowing it up twice.

So, he also threw a gunpowder bomb.

After two bangs, the two looked at each other and smiled.

The corners of Duke Dingguo's mouth curled up slightly, but Jiang Guangyi laughed out loud.

He proudly said: "From now on, I will be the one who bombed Nanshao Palace.

After returning to the capital city, I will hold a birthday banquet, invite a large number of guests, and tell them what kind of carefree feeling it is to blow up the Nanshao Palace. "

Duke Ding secretly said: "Based on your current memory, will you remember this feeling when the time comes? I'll do the birthday banquet or something!"

Since this matter is to be used as material for post-dinner bragging, it is better to blow it up a few more times.

It's best to blow up the entire bedroom into ruins, and then find a few painters to paint the ruins.

As soon as Dingguogong said his idea, Jiang Guangyi immediately ordered someone to go to Nanshaoguojun to ask for a painter.

While waiting for the painter to arrive, Ding Guogong and Jiang Guangyi lined up, throwing gunpowder bombs one by one, like two little urchins playing with firecrackers during the Chinese New Year.

When Nan Shao Guojun arrived with several painters, his bedroom had been blown to pieces.

Although he had made sufficient mental preparations before coming here, the moment he actually saw the ruins, he still felt extremely angry.

These two immortals dared to blow up his bedroom!
Did they blow up the bedroom?They are tearing off their face in public, pressing them on the ground and rubbing wildly!

The monarch of Nanshao was angry and hated, but Daqing's fists were too hard, so he really didn't dare to attack.

Not only did he not dare to attack, but he had to bow down to Ding Guogong and Jiang Guangyi to apologize for smiling.

"Xiao Wang has already brought the two painters you want. If there is anything to do, just tell them to do it."

Ding Guogong and Jiang Guangyi arranged for a painter to paint the ruins before turning their heads to look at the swollen and twisted face in front of them.

The two asked suspiciously, "Who are you?"

Lord Nanshao: "...it's Xiaowang, Lord Nanshao."

"It's you?" Ding Guogong carefully looked at the attire of the person in front of him, and then said to Jiang Guangyi: "It really is him."

Jiang Guangyi of intermittent dementia: "Really?"

He didn't think it should be, but he couldn't remember what the Nanshao monarch he met half an hour ago looked like.

However, it doesn't matter.

Jiang Guangyi smiled and asked Nan Shao Guojun: "What's wrong with your face? Why is it swollen like this? It looks like a fat fish."

Monarch of Nanshao: ...

You are the fat head fish, and your whole family is a fat head fish!
Even though he didn't want to, Nan Shao Guojun explained to Jiang Guangyi: your son beat him, and your empress was dissatisfied with the content of the letter of surrender submitted by Xiao Wang, so she ordered your son to beat him.

After Jiang Guangyi listened, he stared at Nan Shao Guojun's face carefully, and said: "My Aheng's craftsmanship has regressed, and there is something wrong with your left and right faces."

The main reason is that the degree of swelling on both sides is inconsistent, and the shortcomings are symmetrical.

As he spoke, Jiang Guangyi punched Nan Shao on the left cheek.

Before the King of Nanshao had time to get angry, the subordinates behind him were all angry.

They drew out their swords, pointed at Ding Guogong and Jiang Guangyi, and shouted: "Scholars can be killed but not insulted!
You Daqing people bully our monarch again and again, do you really think that we Nanshao people are bloodless? "

The Daqing soldiers who were present immediately reacted, drew their swords and confronted the subordinates of the Nanshao King.

Duke Ding snorted coldly, and said to Lord Nanshao: "If you have the courage to send spies to steal Daqing's things, if you are caught, you should stand up straight and get beaten.

Your subordinates say, 'Scholars can be killed but not insulted', let me ask you, are you willing to be insulted or killed? "

The monarch of Nanshao remained silent.

He didn't know how to answer this question.

He is afraid of death.

If he was asked to follow his inner voice, of course he would choose the former.

It's nothing to be insulted, as long as you don't lose your life and keep the green hills, you don't have to worry about running out of firewood!

But he is a very contradictory person. While he is afraid of death, he is also very shameless.

There were so many pairs of eyes watching the scene, including his loyal subordinates, the court ladies and eunuchs who served him on weekdays, and the painter who was always supported by the palace...

Not far away, his queen, his children...

The monarch of Nanshao was a little bit hard to get off the tiger for a while.

At this time, Jiang Erya came.

As soon as Jiang Erya came up, she criticized Jiang Guangyi and Ding Guogong.

"Nan Shaoguo has already handed over the letter of surrender to us Daqing, so there is no need to hold on to the right and wrong in the past.

From now on, Nanshao and Daqing's family must live in peace, and no one is allowed to provoke troubles, otherwise, they will be dealt with by military law! "

With that said, Jiang Erya ordered the Daqing soldiers present to put away their swords.

Seeing this, the monarch of Nanshao hurriedly got off the donkey and asked his subordinates to put away their swords.

A fight disappears in an instant...

Afterwards, Marquis Yong'an called Jiang Guangyi aside, begging the old father to restrain himself, and not to always let his own temper cause trouble.

If the situation gets out of control and delays the empress' return to Beijing, His Majesty the Emperor will be angry...

Before Marquis Yong'an finished speaking, he received a report that His Majesty the Emperor had sent him a letter.

His Majesty the Emperor asked him in the letter, "The three-month period is coming soon, have you captured Nanshao? When will you return my empress to me?"

Jiang Guangyi was originally sitting crookedly, not taking his son's words seriously.

He is the father, why should he listen to his son?
After seeing the letter, he straightened up and assured Yong'an Hou that he would be obedient and never cause trouble...

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Jiang Erya stayed in the royal capital of Nanshao Kingdom for another three days. Relying on various information given by the system, she quickly managed several major forces in Nanshao Kingdom, and only then did she rest assured to hand over the matter here to Marquis Yong'an.

She took Duke Ding, Jiang Guangyi and others on the long journey back home.

After taking a shortcut for a whole month, the group arrived at a post station in the suburbs of Beijing.

This place is still fifty miles away from the city of Kyoto.

It was getting late, people were tired and horses were exhausted.

Jiang Erya decided to rest at the post station for one night, and then continue on her way after breakfast tomorrow morning.

Yicheng kowtowed and worshiped, and after a lot of tossing, he personally arranged for Jiang Erya the best guest room in the station.

Jiang Erya asked for a bucket of hot water and took a comfortable bath.

After soaking and soaking, he fell asleep in a daze.

Suddenly, a pair of big hands wrapped around her waist and lifted her out of the tub.

Jiang Erya woke up instantly, and met a pair of resentful eyes.

After seeing who was coming, Jiang Erya felt relieved and asked, "Why are you here?"

Xiao Xinghe felt aggrieved: "I miss you..."