Tyrant I am from MI9

Chapter 170

"The seventeenth prince, go slowly." Qing Xia said in a respectful voice, watching the young prince's busy figure, a trace of gloom slowly raised his brows, it seems that now, the name Zhuang Qingxia is really famous.

"Girl," Qing'er came to her senses now, and whispered, "Is that person also a prince?"

"Yeah," Qing Xia said with a smile, "Doesn't Qing Er look like it?"

"En," the little girl nodded sincerely, and said, "It's really not like it, it's a world of difference with our prince."

Qing Xia said lightly: "The dragon has nine sons, but the sons are different. Now the King of Qin has 28 sons, seventeen of whom are crowned kings. The Qin family is of the same line. The population is prosperous and the incense is prosperous. The brothers have very different personalities. Woolen cloth."

Qing'er smiled and said: "It's no wonder that our Great Qin is prosperous and the most powerful among the four kingdoms. It's a good thing to have a prosperous population. Unlike Xichuan, who can't even have a son, the prince doesn't know who to choose."

The corner of Qing Xia's mouth twitched lightly, and said lightly: "Is it a good thing? Not necessarily."

"En?" The little girl frowned and said, "Girl, what did you say?"

Qing Xia shook her head, but did not answer, said in a deep voice: "Qing'er, take me back, it's noon, His Highness is coming back, go ask Baishi witch doctor and the others to prepare the medicine for the afternoon."

Qin Zhiyan went to the western camp to inspect the military appearance in the morning, and had dinner with the local military generals, and did not come back until evening.Qing Xia ordered people to warm up the medicine several times, and finally saw him stepping into the threshold of the hall.

Qing Xia was wearing a lavender robe, leaning on the soft couch, flipping through some geographical maps of mountains and rivers, seeing Qin Zhiyan coming back, she put down her things, stood up with the support of the pillar, and said, "You are back."

Qin Zhiyan quickly stepped forward, held her shoulders, let her sit comfortably on the chair, and then sat down too, with a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth, and said, "What have you been doing all day?"

"Go out to bask in the sun in the morning, and warm soup and medicine for you in the afternoon." Qing Xia replied honestly.

Qin Zhiyan frowned slightly, and said in a deep voice, "Just leave this kind of thing to the servants, why do you bother to do it?"

Qing Xia picked up the medicine bowl with a smile, handed it in front of him, and said: "If you want to save me trouble in the future, come back earlier and take the medicine on time."

Qin Zhiyan shook his head and smiled, picked up the medicine bowl and drank it.

Handing him the white silk to wipe his mouth, Qing Xia said lightly: "I saw Prince Jiang Hua today."

Qin Zhiyan raised his eyebrows slightly, "Seventeenth brother?"

"En," Qing Xia nodded, and said, "He ran over in a hurry, saying that he wanted to see what kind of beauty and beauty it is that can make his third brother disobey the imperial decree, so that the people in northern Xinjiang will be disregarded for life and death. Overwhelming country and city."

Qin Zhiyan smiled when he heard the words, and asked with a smile: "And then?"

"Then he said he was disappointed."

"Disappointed?" Qin Zhiyan couldn't help raising his voice, raised his brows, and asked loudly while looking at Qing Xia.

"Yeah," Qing Xia covered her mouth and smiled, "But he said he didn't blame me, he said that my ugly appearance is the problem of my parents, and has nothing to do with me."

"Hehe," Qin Zhiyan shook his head and chuckled, with crooked eyebrows, with indescribable warmth and handsomeness, he said half-seriously and half-jokingly: "Yimaer, I really hope your parents are ugly Don't let you be born so handsome, it doesn't matter if you are ugly, it's better that everyone can't bear to see it, so there won't be so many people coming to snatch it from me."

Qing Xia was slightly taken aback, a warm current surged through her heart, she pretended to be furious and pushed it on his shoulder, and said angrily: "Qin Zhiyan, you curse me! Then you will bribe the Eight Witches of Southern Xinjiang to me." Disfigure it!"

Qin Zhiyan smiled brightly and said, "Then how can I do it?"

The room was warm and warm, and suddenly Lian Zhou's distraught voice sounded outside the door, and the man said in a deep voice: "Your Highness, the Seventeenth Prince is outside the gate and said he has a gift for His Highness."

"Gift?"

Qin Zhiyan raised his eyebrows, stood up, opened the door, and said in a deep voice, "What kind of tricks is he playing, what gift?"

Lian Zhou hesitantly glanced at Qing Xia inside, gritted his teeth, and said: "The Seventeenth Prince brought two hundred young women, and said they would give them to His Highness to fill in the house."

Xifeng Xinggong is located in the south of the city, next to Canglang Mountain, fronted by Peach Blossom Fragrant Stream, left by Xijiang Daying Camp, and right by a dense peach blossom forest. The scenery is different all year round, spring, summer, autumn and winter, and it is indeed beautiful. It is so beautiful that it has always been called the first scene of the west wind.Xifeng City is rich and prosperous, and the construction of the palace is extremely prosperous. The golden square in front of the main gate is even more resplendent. Although it is not made of real gold, it is also polished with golden wax.

However, this usually solemn and solemn square is now filled with a strong smell of powder. More than 200 young girls in bright clothes and colorful flowers, under the leadership of the seventeenth prince Jianghua who guards the western border, are going all the way. Come, and finally stand in the golden square, standing in rows and rows.King Jianghua is dressed in a dark green butterfly brocade robe, with a high crown on his head, inlaid with emerald gemstones, his belt is fragrant, five or six colorful sachets are tied around his waist, and he wears a pair of gold-painted boots. With such bright eyebrows and white teeth, it is obvious that this woman is more eye-catching than all the women below.

He came all the way along the street so flamboyantly, which naturally attracted too many people's attention. All men, women, old and young in Xifeng City stayed behind, waiting and watching. In a short while, the Xifeng Palace was completely surrounded.After hearing the news, officials of all sizes from Xifeng rushed over in panic. No one knew what whimsical idea the overlord who had been rampant in Xifeng City had come up with this year, for fear that his whim would offend the prince in power inside.

Montaigne Hongze, the lord of Xifeng City, rushed here in a hurry, even wearing the silk embroidered shoes that women wear indoors. He wanted to know where the old city lord in his 60s heard the news and ran over in a hurry.The shoes were so small that the poor old city lord dragged half of his foot on the ground, and he didn't feel uncomfortable. The vicious dog rushed to King Jianghua like a dog, and almost cried, "My lord, didn't your lord go the day before yesterday?" Did you supervise the construction of soldiers at the Xiyuan Daotai? What, why did you come back?"

King Jianghua waved his hand boldly, stood on the high platform, frowned and said impatiently: "Is Xiyuan Daotai a place where people stay? There are no restaurants, no brothels, and my lord wants to find a girl or two to sing." I can't find it. Yu Daotai is old-fashioned and boring. The king wanted to use a military furnace to make fireworks for him to play with. He was shocked and half-dead. It's no fun for the king to stay there. I'll be back this morning. gone."

The Lord of Montaigne was sweating coldly on his forehead, and secretly thought that he was making fireworks in the furnace of the military camp. I am afraid that this King Jianghua is the only one in the world today. I have to send someone to send some wild ginseng to condolences, after all, I sent him away to welcome King Xuan.

The old city lord panted heavily, trying to squeeze out a smiling face, and said with a bitter smile to King Jianghua: "Then what does the prince want to do now? How decent is it to have so many women at the gate of the palace!"

The Seventeenth Prince frowned, and said angrily: "You guys, don't tell me how to be decent all day long. My third brother is here. I'll give him some gifts. What's bothering you? What should you do? , stop messing with me here!"

After finishing speaking, he kicked away the hand of Montaigne who was holding his calf from below, stood on the high platform, stood facing the wind, and said to Fang Qiu: "Since ancient times, the status of women has been low, and the concubine has been criticized by the world. The time has come. Who said that women have no talent and no virtue? In history, there are countless women who do not give up to men. In ancient times, there were ancestors and empresses, and today there is a female general Fei Lian. His Royal Highness Xuan Wang is my Great Qin God of War. He has defended his home and country for more than ten years. If you can today To be favored, he will fly to the branch one day and have the honor to serve me Daqin Daofeng, what an honor that is, the glory of the ancestors, and the glory of the ages."

As soon as the words fell, the people onlookers burst into laughter, and even the women in brightly-colored clothes covered their mouths and laughed, and the scene was chaotic.

Fortunately, Wang Jianghua has encountered countless such situations in his life. He was not blushing or hot at the moment, and said solemnly: "Take out your housekeeping skills, and don't live up to this king's expectations."

"Your Highness!" A woman in pink standing in the front row suddenly called out softly. This woman's head was covered with eight treasures, and flowers were blooming like brocade. In such a cold weather, her chest was opened with a big collar, revealing a large area of ​​white snow. She has smooth skin, sparkling eyes, and is not afraid of life, so she shouted crisply: "The housekeeping skills of the sisters cannot be shown on the street. If there is no chance, how can His Royal Highness Xuan Wang understand this?" How about the taste of ecstasy?"

As soon as the woman finished speaking, more than 200 coquettish women laughed together and pushed their shoulders and backs, creating a magnificent scene.

King Jianghua frowned slightly when he heard the words, and he took it seriously, and murmured: "This is a problem. Miaoer, your playing the sheng under the moon is wonderful. I have to find a way to let the third brother try it."

There was another burst of laughter, which startled a large number of waterfowls on the stream and lake to take off, and the fluttering sound resounded in the ears.

Qin Zhiyan came out with a moon white robe and a calm expression.

"Seventeenth brother, what are you messing around with?" Qin Zhiyan frowned slightly, and said in a deep voice.

His voice was not very loud, but in the ears of everyone, it stopped the chaotic situation immediately like ice and snow. Even those bewitching women put away their smiling faces and looked up at the standing On the steps at the entrance of the palace, there was a man in a white robe with gentle eyes but full of indifference and alienation.

Is this Daqin's God of War?
Although most of the people were lucky enough to see Qin Zhiyan's true face on the day they entered the city.But after removing the heavy armor, this 24-year-old young man stood in front of the crowd in a light robe, which still made all the people of Xifeng feel a little dazed for a moment.In the past ten years, King Xuan fought against the Xiongnu dozens of times, quelled the rebellion of the six kings, and eradicated the southern clans. In every famine year, he must contact the major clans to provide relief. Yanziying is the most steadfast monument in the hearts of the Qin people. No matter what kind of chaos it is, as long as the banner of Yanziying is raised high, it can give everyone confidence and lead the Qin people through all disasters.

(End of this chapter)