Molested Zulong at the beginning

Look at this exotic black-skinned sister, who can resist it.

Seeing Fusu's more indifferent eyes, Bai Su coughed lightly: "Okay, okay, you can leave quickly, lest someone will come again later, do you still plan to hide here forever?"

Feeling the gusts of cold wind blowing in front of her, Fu Su couldn't help shivering all over her body. She also knew that this was not an occasion for talking, so she gave Bai Su a hard look and told the scoundrel to turn around.

Only then did she tidy up her clothes, and feeling the slightly damp clothes, her fair and pretty face couldn't help but blush. She subconsciously put her legs together, glanced at Bai Su, and saw that the scoundrel was not at all. Turning around, he didn't notice anything strange about her.

Only then did Fu Su let out a long sigh of relief, covering the hem of her skirt with jade hands, and walked out cautiously.

Bai Su scratched his cheek, he looked at the mirror hanging on the wall with a delicate expression.

I always feel as if I have seen something, something that shouldn't be seen, and if I say it, it should be silenced.

Forget it, it's better to pretend that you don't know anything.

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a few days later.

As the day of paying tribute is getting closer, the states of the Western Regions, the major tribes of the grasslands, and the hundreds of schools in the Central Plains all went to Xianyang one after another.

All of a sudden, the city of Xianyang was very lively.

Many people in different costumes walked on the street, and the common people were amazed.

As the local people of Xianyang, they have seen many people of other races, but this is the first time they have seen such a grand occasion.

The Yamen servants in Xianyang suddenly became busy.

The larger the population, the easier it is to mess up, and the more things need to be managed.

The business in Xianyang suddenly became hot.

Especially the streets dedicated to trade, for a while day and night, a large number of people poured in.

When did the envoys of these small foreign countries see such a prosperous place, with a wide range of goods and rare treasures from all over the world.

Whether it is the porcelain used by the people of Xianyang, the fabrics they wear, the accessories on their bodies, the carriages they travel on, and the brick roads under their feet, they are all stunned.

After all, this random businessman, a pedestrian who buys rouge on the street, is better dressed than the princes and nobles in their country, can this not surprise them?

Today can be described as stabbing the ass with a knife, which is an eye-opener.

Is this the mighty national power possessed by Great Xia, who is the co-lord of the world? In the past, the so-called powerful countries on the grasslands in the Western Regions.

Compared with Daxia, it is completely different, there is no comparison at all.

At the same time, in an attic.

Xiang Yu sipped her drink, and sat alone on the second floor by the window. She looked at the bustling streets in the distance, and was lost in thought for a long time, not knowing what she was thinking.

"Yu'er, you...are you still hesitating?"

At this time, a gentle female voice came from behind.

Xiang Yu was stunned for a moment, then turned around and saw Yu Ji wearing a long red dress, walking slowly.

After standing side by side with her, her slender white hands raised her black hair, and immediately sat gracefully beside Xiang Yu, holding up the jug to pour wine for her, everything was in such a tacit understanding.

In a trance, it seems to have returned to Jiangdong, the intimate days of the two of them.

Looking at the street in the distance with almond eyes, Xiang Yu murmured: "As I said, even if I die, I will not work for Da Xia."

Yu Ji's slender willow eyebrows raised slightly, and after hesitating for a long time, she said, "Yu'er, it's not for Da Xia, but for yourself."

"I?"

Xiang Yu was stunned for a moment, unable to understand what Yu Ji said.

Concubine Yu took a sip of her drink, and said leisurely, "The reason why Chu State was defeated by Da Xia is not due to the people of Xia, but to the people of the Six Kingdoms."

"Great Xia is only talented, regardless of origin, appoints talents from the six countries. Prime Minister Li Si is from Chu, General Meng Ao is from Qi, and Li Bing is from Korea. It is they who helped Great Xia unify the world step by step."

"Now that the princes of the hundred families, even King Huai of Chu, have surrendered to Da Xia and been appointed to official positions, the people of Chu have given up their hatred. Why do you bother to live in the past?"

"Now it will be a banquet for all nations to pay tribute, and all the heroes of the world will gather there. Yu'er, you have always wanted to be the number one general in the world since you were a child, so don't miss this opportunity."

"You have innate divine power, and you are born with the posture of a fierce tiger. It would be a pity to stay in this small attic all the time."

"Don't you want the heroes of the world to see the bravery of Jiangdong's disciples?"

Xiang Yu gently shook the drink in his hand, reflecting her complicated expression.

Seeing Xiang Yu's hesitation, Yu Ji said in a low voice: "Yu'er, if you just get depressed, your life will come to an abrupt end. If you seize this opportunity, you may not be able to beat your lord once in the future."

The movements in Xiang Yu's hands paused, his slender black eyebrows raised slightly, and he murmured, "Have you defeated that Bai Su?"

She seemed to have found some direction, and her dark eyes gradually became brighter.

Chapter 380 Two Hu Yan's Generosity

The next day.

Accompanied by Daxia officials, envoys from foreign countries entered Xianyang Palace.

Looking around, there are three imperial roads paved with black stone bricks, extending all the way forward. At the end of the line of sight, there is a magnificent hall, which is all black, showing a sense of solemnity and solemnity.

Under the reflection of the sun, the hall crawled on the ground like a giant beast, a sense of oppression from the depths of the soul rushed towards the face, making people hold their breath involuntarily.

Great Xia is far more powerful than foreign nations.

Even some envoys who came all the way from the resting place to buy silk and porcelain were shocked by the scene in front of them.

Although they think highly of themselves, they have to admit that the power of Great Xia is comparable to other nations.

From the scale and style of a country's buildings, you can roughly see how a country's folk customs are.

From the fact that there is no extra decoration, everything is solemn and solemn black, and the armored soldiers wearing black armor and holding long spears along the way, it is enough to see that the Great Xia in front of me is a country built by force and deterred by coercion. The country of iron and blood in all directions.

In a daze, they seemed to see a lonely black bird above the solemn hall.

It was made by Daxia Ruishi, the blood-drinking long sword in his hand, and the arrowheads of Senhan. The inside is gold, and the outside is fire essence. Among the five elements, it occupies gold and water. It is a gold and iron horse. Blood flowed into rivers and pooled together.

The mysterious bird spread its wings and sang in the sky.

Hundreds of birds gathered from all directions surrendered one after another.

The shocking scene made people feel dazed.

Hall of Supreme Harmony.

There is a marble platform around it, and there are gorgeous pillars and railings on the outside.

Golden dragon patterns are engraved on the pitch-black pillars, and a red carpet is laid at the foot of the main hall. At the end of the carpet, nine steps rise up.

A lonely throne sits in the center of the steps.

The envoys below took a curious look and found that there was no one on the throne.

Just when the envoys were puzzled, a shout suddenly came from a distance: "His Royal Highness Hu Yan is here."

The envoys were stunned for a moment, and then they saw a delicate and charming girl wearing a plain black palace dress, coming out from the side and sitting on the throne.

All the officials in the hall bowed their hands and saluted, shouting that they had seen His Highness.

Hu Yan nodded lightly.

Originally, this kind of tribute from all nations should be presided over by the political sister, but the mother was obsessed with cultivating immortals and asked, saying that it was a critical time for the Great Xia's national fortune.

In order to prevent accidents, except Bai Su, no one is allowed to meet on weekdays.

She was worried that something might be wrong with her mother's body, and she once asked Bai Su,

But the answer she got was that the mother had already cultivated to the Nascent Soul Stage, and there was still some time before she would emerge from the body. This kind of words completely baffled her.

In desperation, Hu Yan had no choice but to continue to supervise the government temporarily.

Fortunately, my mother specially ordered Fusu to assist her in handling government affairs. The two sisters working together should be enough to stabilize the situation.

Hu Yan's strange eyes glanced at Fu Su who was standing in front of the officials in a white skirt, and slowly let go of his tightly clenched jade hands.

Although she usually hates this elder sister, Fusu is indeed more experienced than her in terms of internal affairs and state affairs.

As for my husband, he skipped work again today and didn't come over.

He said he was going to report the recent government affairs to his mother, but...

Just reporting government affairs, what are you doing with so many sour oranges?

Just when the smart Hu Yan was thinking seriously.

Xiao Li, Yueshi's envoy, came out, saluted Hu Tan, and said, "Xiao Li, Yueshi's envoy, has met His Highness Hu Tan."

Her etiquette is impeccable, and she is worthy of being the princess who knows the most about Central Plains culture in the Yuezhi Kingdom for a hundred years.

Hu Yan came back to his senses, pretending to be calm.

She smiled faintly and said: "I am ordered by my lord mother to bring ten carts of spices as a tribute gift to Daxia."

As her words fell, many foreign envoys present couldn't help but gasped.

Let me be good, ten carts of spices is really a big deal.

You must know that in this era, there is no difference between spices and gold. A small handful of spices is worth a thousand gold. The entire ten loads of spices are not something ordinary people can afford.

Only the former boss of the Western Regions, the Yuezhi Kingdom, can afford this kind of generosity.

After all, relying on hugging Xianyang's thigh, all the way to rely on trade to manage silk, tea, and porcelain businesses, and to be a second-hand dealer, he has made a lot of money over the years, which can be described as enviable.

Hu Yan nodded and smiled lightly: "His Royal Highness has come all the way, thank you for your hard work."

After she said that, she asked someone to arrange a seat for Xiao Li, and sat in a relatively front seat.

"Thank you, Your Highness."

After Xiao Li slightly cupped her hands to thank the gift, she couldn't help but glanced at the line of civil servants in the distance, seeing that the figure in white didn't come, her beautiful eyes couldn't help but a hint of disappointment.

The reason why she came to pay tribute this time was that besides stabilizing the relationship between the Yue clan and the suzerain country, she wanted to meet the person she had always longed for.

For this reason, she didn't know how long she had been waiting for, but Bai Su didn't come today, which made her feel a sense of loss.

While Xiao Li was seated, the other envoys in the palace were suddenly thoughtful and thought to themselves, it seems that this is a good opportunity.

Daxia is recognized by everyone as the overlord, the suzerain country, and his father exists. In this seat arrangement, being able to sit in the front not only proves that I am the first prince, you are the second prince, and my father is closer to me.

In addition to showing favor to the Great Xia, you can also show off their national prestige to other small foreign countries, and increase some prestige and influence in front of the countries, which can be said to kill two birds with one stone.

For a time, various states competed to offer tribute gifts.

However, most of the things they took out were sparse and ordinary because of their weak national strength, and there was nothing rare about them.

The whole hall soon became noisy.

Until a cold woman's voice came from the hall: "The Xiongnu Chanyu Modun dedicated 20 cattle to Daxia."

For a moment, the entire hall was dead silent.

Everyone's eyes widened, and they stared blankly at the woman in a mustache skirt with an exotic beauty.

Although the 20 cows, this generous amount made the hearts of some small countries jump, but what shocked everyone was the woman's name.

What did she just say, Hun Shanyu Modu?

The shadow of this man, the bark of the tree, and the reputation of Maodun can be said to have shocked the grasslands. All the grassland tribes, as well as the small foreign countries in the eastern part of the Hexi Corridor, just heard the name of the Xiongnu Chanyu Maodun, and they couldn't help but tremble. .

Even now, as the first brother of the Yuezhi Kingdom in the Western Regions, Xiao Li's face stiffened for a moment the moment he saw Maodun.

The psychological shadow that the Huns almost broke through the royal court and cut off their heads to make sacrificial wine vessels once again struck again.

But when she was terrified, she breathed a long sigh of relief when she thought that the Xiongnu had surrendered to Daxia.

As for the rest of the small foreign countries, just now they looked at Mao Dun with fear, but now they look at Hu Tan with adoring eyes. Sure enough... Great Xia is the real overlord.

Facing everyone's yearning gazes, Hu Tan couldn't help but proudly puffed up her slightly developed chest, and said with a smile, "You're being polite, Shan Yu..."

While arranging for Mao Dun to take a seat, she subconsciously looked at Fu Su, wanting to see how this sister would evaluate herself now.

However, I don't know if it was her illusion, but Fu Suhao's teeth were biting her lips tightly, her apricot eyes were full of embarrassment, and she stared at Maodun passing by from a distance, as if she had some deep hatred .

Hu Yan couldn't help but tilted his little head in doubt, his heart was full of doubts, what happened to her sister?

Why are you so hostile to Maodu? Is it because Maodu donated 20 cows as a gift in front of all officials, letting his reputation overwhelm her for a while, so my sister is dissatisfied?

Thinking of this, Hu Yan gave Fu Su a contemptuous look, shook his head tut tut, and sighed in his heart.