Reborn Daqin, I am the emperor

Chapter 1029

"beauty?"

Ying Shou frowned slightly, and looked at the young and old people beside him.

"Why, you don't know?"

Master Kunlun looked at Ying Shou with a half-smile, and joked.

"Do I need to know?"

Ying Shou was speechless, it was his first time in Donghu, how could he know so much?
Besides, he is not a hungry ghost, how can he have time to pay attention to beauties all over the world?
Master Kunlun shook his head slightly, smiled and said nothing.

On the side, Jian Yun said again: "In the Valley of Wangyou, there is a stunning beauty, who is the confinement of Donghu God of War Nehaman. Many people have paid attention to this beauty, but without exception, they all died!"

These words reminded a lot, but in this reminder, Ying Shou didn't feel much malice, but felt a slow provocation.

Ying Shou was stunned, and couldn't help feeling a little strange, what does this mean?
"what……"

At this moment, in a hall not far away, an angry and heart-piercing roar sounded, Ying Shou turned his head suddenly and saw a man of eighteen or nineteen years old in the hall, dressed luxuriously, He rushed out of the hall angrily.

Ying Shou looked at the man with great interest. The man was none other than King Donghu Khan. He saw that King Donghu Khan rushed out of the hall with an angry expression on his face. look around.

It can be seen that the Donghu Khan King has some martial arts skills, but he is not very high. After waving the knife for half an hour on the spot, he fell to the ground exhausted, sweating profusely, and gasped. Panting, like a dying person, his eyes looked at the sky with despair.

There was despair in those eyes, looking at the sky, the silence was louder than the sound, it seemed to be declaring his loneliness and unwillingness to others.The sky is big and the earth is big, but he can only be trapped in this small square inch.

That feeling no longer belongs to the loneliness of the emperor.

Like King Donghu Khan, Ying Shou can be called the lord of a country, but his loneliness often comes from the fact that no one talks to him, the height is too cold, he has no friends to make, and no friends of the same level.

But this Donghu King Khan is completely different, he just dare not, it's not that he is too cold at a high place, but he is just unwilling to be trapped.

"Hey!"

Looking at this scene, Ying Shou couldn't help but sigh softly.

He has been paying attention to this King Donghu Khan for a long time, and he has heard about the deeds of King Donghu Khan long ago. Although he is a crowned king in name in Donghu, he is actually a puppet.In Donghu, no one took him seriously.

According to Ying Shou's observation, this is actually the case.The power of Donghu is in the hands of Nehman, and with Nehman going out, he has no autonomy.Not to mention anything else, the officials who stayed in the court didn't take him seriously at all.

On weekdays, if he wanted to come to court, he would come, but there was no chance for him, King Khan, to speak, let alone make a decision.

Sometimes he was too lazy to come, no matter how long he waited in this hall, no one came back.

But it doesn't matter if others don't come, it's okay if he doesn't wait in the hall early.As long as he didn't wait, and those officials just came to the court and couldn't see him, they would be accused of all kinds of accusations, accusing him of not thinking about government affairs, not being a king with him, and so on.

Ying Shou has been paying attention to him all the time. In just over half a month, he no longer knows how many times this man wiped his tears secretly.

Today, until now, no officials have come to court. It is obvious that the Khan is angry and sad, but no one can tell.

"It seems that you pay close attention to this King Khan!"

Master Kunlun's voice sounded from the side, and said with a smile.

Ying Shou turned his head to look, and said coldly, "We are also kings. Although we have no sympathy, I also feel sorry for him. If my Great Qin is such a group of rebellious ministers, I will not hesitate to wash the country with blood!"

Master Kunlun said with a smile: "Really, don't you know how you put down Qin Chen's rebellion?"

Ying Shou narrowed his eyes slightly, he could hear that the Kunlun master had something to say, obviously he wasn't asking him whether his courtiers were good or bad.

"I have confidence in them!"

Ying Shou was silent for a moment.

"That's right, the current situation is a hundred times more severe than you imagined. How can you be confident?"

Master Kunlun laughed.

"My minister is a thousand times more useful than you imagined, why don't you have confidence?"

Ying Shou asked back.

Many things have been thought about and let go.

As the saying goes, the authorities are obsessed, and the bystanders are clear. As Ying Shou retreated, he saw a bigger picture, and even because he knew more about the inside story, he could see it more clearly.

He knew that the current game of chess in the world was far more cruel than he imagined, but all the worries in the past were finally let go.

He believes that he can't misjudge people. With those few people around, it will be just around the corner to turn the clouds and rain down, and bring peace to the world.

While speaking, Ying Shou narrowed his eyes slightly, and a flash of light flashed. At this moment, it seemed that the world was in his eyes, and in those eyes, there was a big banner of heaven and earth.

"kill……"

"kill……"

Time passed, and it was another half a month, and almost a month passed. Nehman's army first killed the entire Yandi in a fan-shaped radiation, and then gathered and surrounded it.

The army of more than 50 soldiers was divided into five groups first, and then ten groups. They won consecutive battles and never encountered any resistance on this land of Yan.

Every army, almost every day, conquers [-]% of the city, devouring Yan's land like a horse racing to enclose the land.

In just one month, Yandi was completely trampled by Donghu's army.

It is different from the past, whether it is the Donghu army or the Xiongnu army, when they entered the Central Plains, they did nothing more than plunder. Therefore, wherever they passed, they burned, killed and looted.

But today's Donghu does not seem to focus on plundering. Wherever it goes, those who follow me prosper, and those who oppose me perish.

When the army passes by, those who surrender will be innocent, and those who resist will be killed without mercy.

However, the hatred between the Central Plains people and the Hu people for generations, how can there be no resistance?How can everyone bow their heads?
After all, it was still unavoidable that the corpses littered the fields during the chaos of war. I don’t know how many hot-blooded men stood up in front of the scimitar horses of the Donghu cavalry.

On the banks of the Yishui River, the sun is rising in the east. Early in the morning, a melodious sound of the zither spread along the river, like the high mountains and flowing water, blending with the surrounding environment, making people very intoxicated.

Looking from afar, I can see the riverside, on a rock, a mat, a table case, and a banjo on the bank of the table. An old man in a white Confucian robe is kneeling on the mat, with his hands open, constantly dancing on the ground. The strings of the piano were beating, and they played refreshing notes one by one.

Behind the old man, stood two servant girls. The two servant girls listened quietly, and suddenly saw not far away, a group of more than a hundred people came slowly and set foot on the bank of the Yishui River.

(End of this chapter)