Chapter 673 Empress, prosperous age

this battle.

The barbarian leadership was completely wiped out.

Without a leader, the little queen had to stand up, hold high the surrender document, and, under the "escort" of the Jing Dynasty soldiers, rushed to the capital of Jing Dynasty to accept the surrender.

From then on, the huge territory of the barbarians was completely included in the territory of Jing Dynasty.

The barbarian officers and soldiers were also brought back into the army.

Two years later.

Between the border and the barbarians, another city was built, named Wushuang City.

This became the central city of barbarians and frontiers.

Enough to accommodate a million people.

It is also the largest trade city in Jingchao.

Bu Tuocheng's cattle, sheep and horses will be driven here by herdsmen to be sold. For a time, the lives of the people in Wushuang City have been greatly improved.

Especially those herdsmen who are good at raising livestock are making a lot of money, and their lives are not to mention moist.

With money, their children began to study for imperial examinations.

The barbarian people also gradually integrated into the atmosphere of Jing Dynasty.

In the court, officials of barbarian descent also appeared.

These days are much more comfortable than just relying on looting wealth.

At least there won't be any fighting or deaths.

"Lao Deng, Lao Deng..."

"Hey, come on, come on, oh, it's madam."

"How old are you guys? You make so much money and why don't you send them to school?"

Lao Deng patted his thigh and said, "Madam, you have wronged me. How can this kid get into reading? He falls asleep while reading. I don't even know how many times I have been scolded by Mr."

Nie Wushuang looked at the baby who looked like a little tiger cub and said, "Are you interested in learning martial arts?"

Xiaowa's eyes instantly brightened.

"Learn, madam, will you teach me?"

Nie Wushuang rubbed his head, "I won't call you, I'll send you to the military academy."

"But you still have to read and write, otherwise you will not be able to understand military literature."

After Jing Chao completely stabilized.

The two women from the Guan family came with their three children.

The ministers of the DPRK and China had objected.

The Guan family holds an army of 30 men. If the two ladies are allowed to leave Kyoto again, Jing Chao will have no leverage if the Guan family plots rebellion.

Nie Fuyao didn't take it seriously. With Nie Wushuang here, how could he possibly plot rebellion.

Unless they want to die.

The border was stable, and Nie Fuyao also accepted a few disciples.

Teach them a correct understanding of scientific development.

At the same time, the West had already begun to become materialistic.

Of course there is also it in Jingchao, but no one pays attention to it.

However, the creativity of Chinese people is definitely no worse than that of Westerners.

In their seventh year of study, this group of young people jointly created "Electricity".

His ability surprised even Nie Fuyao.

For this reason, Nie Fuyao began to compile books on physics and chemistry for them.

In the tenth year, electricity became popular in Kyoto.

The people bid farewell to the darkness completely and ushered in the bright night.

After that, power facilities were laid out in full swing in Jingchao.

At the same time, some talents in the medical field successfully extracted penicillin and rewrote the history of penicillin.

The imperial examination system still existed, but this system began to move closer to the higher education system of later generations.

The gate of Wushuang City.

Nie Wushuang was waiting at the city gate.

Seeing a carriage approaching, he got up and stepped forward.

"From the Kyoto Medical Center?"

Four people got out of the carriage, three men and one woman.

"I have seen Her Royal Highness."

Nie Wushuang waved his hand, "No need to be so polite, just come to me."

After that, he got on his horse and led them to the Wushuang City National Medical Center.

"You've come all the way, are you safe on the road?"

"Back to Princess, nothing happened all the way. The people of Jing Dynasty live and work in peace and contentment, and the country is peaceful and the people are safe."

Nie Wushuang nodded, "It's best this way."

She hasn't moved her muscles for a long time.

When the four people arrived at the medical center, they did not go to rest, but immediately devoted themselves to treating patients and saving lives.

Nie Fuyao observed for a while, nodded with satisfaction and left.

Although Wushuang City is located on the border, its prosperity is no worse than Kyoto because of Nie Wushuang's presence.The food culture here is also very popular. Food from Jing Dynasty and grassland are gathered here. National costumes can be seen everywhere, which is very lively.

That night, the director of the National Medical Center invited them to have a meal at a restaurant specializing in roasted whole lamb.

Compared to Kyoto, the price of roasted whole lamb here is only half.

They taste guilt-free.

All returned with full stomachs.

The buildings also have their own characteristics. Because they are very close to the grassland, you can even ride your horse to the grassland and run wild.

But it's best not to rush into other people's pastures, otherwise you will be scolded.

Naturally, other prefectures and cities were not left behind.

Infrastructure development in various places is booming.

Concrete roads, one after another, are spreading continuously at the initiative of the government.

Ships sailed on the sea one after another, rushing to various parts of the world for inspection and exchange.

These people brought back local special vegetation.

Potatoes, sweet potatoes, corn, peanuts, etc. successfully settled in Jingchao.

In the second decade, Jing Dynasty became even more prosperous and was coveted by people from all over the world.

All nations can truly come to visit here.

The name of the empress resounds throughout the world.

"aunt!"

A handsome young man found Nie Fuyao.

Nie Fuyao looked up from the memorial and looked at him, "What don't you understand?"

The young man handed over the puzzle he had sorted out.

Nie Fuyao began to explain to him carefully.

"Azhao, you have to grow up quickly, my aunt still wants to find your aunt Wushuang."

Nie Jingzhao nodded, "Auntie, wait a little longer, I will do it."

Nie Fuyao patted his shoulder gently, "Don't put too much pressure on yourself. You are still young and balance work and rest. If the courtiers cannot even help you with small things, there is no need for them to exist."

Nie Jingzhao nodded.

He really likes his aunt.

When he was born, he was carried to his aunt.

She is more like her mother than her mother.

His mother is not bad either, but occasionally she is pushed too hard by him.

Nie Jingzhao has his own judgment.

His mother hoped that he would inherit the throne as soon as possible and work for the benefit of his maternal family.

But his aunt taught him that if virtue is not matched, there will be disaster.

He also wanted to be like his aunt, praised by the world and leave a name in history.

Therefore, the mother's thoughts are destined to fail.

What he carries on his shoulders is not his mother and maternal family, but all the people in the world.

He wanted the Jing Dynasty to last for thousands of years in his hands.

Jing Zhao, the brightness of Jing Chao.

The name was given by my aunt.

In the name of the country, his aunt placed the deepest expectations on him.

He would never let his aunt down.

The mother said she didn't look like her child.

Nie Jingzhao was very happy.

He felt like an aunt.

In the 25th year of Jing Chao Tianshuo's reign, the empress abdicated.

The new emperor, Nie Jingzhao, who was 20 years old at the time, ascended the throne and proclaimed himself emperor.

The country's name was changed to Mingzhao.

Since then, Jingchao has entered an even more rapid 30 years.

In the past 30 years, Jingchao's technology has advanced by leaps and bounds.

The first car and the first oil tanker appeared, and Jing Chao's literacy rate was almost at its peak.

Ming Zhao 33 years.

The legendary empress of the Jing Dynasty brought a young man to Beijing.

When the dying Emperor Ming Zhao saw him, tears filled his eyes.

"Auntie, Jing Zhao did not disappoint you."

Nie Fuyao still looked gentle.

She stroked Nie Jingzhao's white hair and said, "My aunt's Jingzhao will definitely be remembered in history and praised forever."

That night, Emperor Zhao of the Ming Dynasty died at the age of 55.

His eldest son was also named the crown prince at birth. Later, Nie Qinglan, who had been following Nie Fuyao to listen to his instructions, succeeded to the throne.

Another more prosperous era has begun.

(End of this chapter)

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