The fiefdom increases by 1 soldier in 1 second, and the empress kneels down and begs not to rebel

"Huh, I can't help you do whatever you want!"

Prince Qing walked in the aisle with his hands behind his back and an angry look on his face.

As he turned a corner, he bumped into his youngest son Jin Jianzhong, who smelled of alcohol.

Jin Jianzhong's face turned red and he was very drunk. If Prince Qing hadn't held him up, he would have fallen to the ground.

"Hey...Dad, hey, why did I bump into your old man?"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, hehe."

Jin Jianzhong's steps were frivolous, he held his hat drunkenly and laughed.

Prince Qing, who was already angry, glared at him fiercely and scolded:

"You're drinking like this again! Now that you're back, you're either going to Xiuyuan or gambling houses every day! Or you're wandering around in a swaggering way!"

"I said goodbye to your friends in the morning. You were already very drunk at the farewell banquet, and you started drinking again this night! Jianzhong! Drinking is causing trouble!!!"

Jin Jianzhong burped, took off his hat, scratched his head and laughed:

"If you feel unhappy, why don't you drink some wine, Dad."

"My friends came all the way here, but now they haven't done anything. The smoke has reached the capital. It's really making people laugh."

Speaking of this, he patted his red face and then said with a smile:

"As the host, I have no face at all. This person is so scared. Dad, tell me, what is this?"

"Oh, when I came back this time, I found that home is not as good as outside. If I had known better, I shouldn't have come back at this time."

"We should wait until the rebels are wiped out, then it will be appropriate for me to come back."

These words really made King Qing very angry. Seeing his drunk son like this, he was furious and immediately shouted angrily:

"Bastard thing!"

"Face? What can you do to keep up your face!"

"The traitor is planning to rebel. That's something we can decide! If he wants to rebel, who can do anything about it?"

"You're not allowed to contribute to suppressing the rebels. It's better for you. But when some bad news comes, you start blaming me!"

Jin Jianzhong waved his hand and said with a drunken look, "Dad, I heard from my second brother that he wanted to leave Jinling."

"It's a pity that Xiong Qian is useless. If he were useful, he could directly suppress the rebels. Why would there be so many things?"

"Stop talking, Dad, I'm going back to bed, but I have to have a good night's sleep..." He yawned.

At this moment, King Qing suddenly stepped forward and slapped him on the face.

The slap was so powerful that Jin Jianzhong staggered, blood oozed from the corners of his mouth, and even his hat fell to the ground.

"You bastard! Sooner or later, you will get into trouble because of this drink!"

"Don't let me see you drunk again from now on!" Prince Qing shouted angrily and walked past him angrily.

Jin Jianzhong covered his cheeks with a surprised look on his face. The red five-finger prints were still vivid in his mind, stinging his skin, and this also made him slightly awake.

Looking at King Qing's leaving figure, he gritted his teeth, stared, and cursed in a low voice:

"Humph, you know how to get into trouble! Hit me! Why don't you slap this traitor in the face!"

"You all have to rely on me from now on! Let's see if you dare to hit me then!"

"Hiss—it hurts."

He angrily picked up his hat, covered his face and left.

-

Under the moonlight, a motorcade was speeding on its way to the south.

There was a "click" sound.

A carriage passed a raised stone, and there was a jolt in the carriage. Maliry tapped his cane.

On the side, the bloated Fan Lilun bent down, picked up the hat that fell to the ground due to the bumps, and handed it to Malirui.

"I didn't expect that we would have to go back soon." Fan Lilun yawned.

Maliry took the hat and said with half-squinted eyes:

"Going back is to do better next time."

There were only the two of them in the car, no one else.

Fan Lilun chuckled: "I didn't expect that Daqian would be in such a mess now."

"I heard the old guy say before that the rebels were not that good and could be easily suppressed. I didn't expect...haha."

Malirui's face was calm, and a pair of blue eyes in the deep-set eye sockets were all opened.

"Isn't this bad?" he said lightly.

Fan Lilun nodded, opened the curtain on the car window, looked at the night outside the window and smiled:

"For us, that's really a good thing."

He sighed again: "This Daqian is a good place. It is so vast. It is really as Jin Jianzhong said, the land is vast and the resources are rich!"

"No wonder Fusang has always wanted to come. They should be doing well now."

Malirui looked out along the opened curtains and continued:

"Ah."

"But there's something that surprises me."

Fan Lilun frowned, "What's the matter?"

Malirui touched his beard and said, "At the previous meeting in Andenburg, no one from the Tuyuan Kingdom came."

"Logically speaking, with Tu Yuan Guo's consistent attitude, there is no reason why he shouldn't get involved in this big deal."

"I have sent them letters before, just to discuss this matter and avoid conflicts with them in the future because of territorial issues, but I didn't expect that they didn't send anyone."

When he said this, he pinched his eyebrows and said, "This is not like the style of Peter the Great. The army in his hands is large and the combat power is not weak."

"Could it be that it's also because of the war in the country?"

Fan Lilun shook his head, "Well... I've never heard of that."

"Prince Arthur under Peter the Great is powerful, but he doesn't seem to have made any moves. Speaking of which, Mitri, the hero of the Red River, is also one of his."

"It's just that in the past two months, I haven't heard of any battles they are fighting."

Having said this, he showed a look of realization: "By the way, didn't I have a conflict with Da Gan before because of the matter in Xijing?"

"The news I heard is that Daqian seems to have won a victory. The subsequent news seems to have been blocked. I don't know what the subsequent results will be."

"It must be for this reason that Tuyuan Kingdom didn't send anyone here."

"Contained?" He asked Malirui tentatively.

Malirui nodded slightly, "It's possible."

Fan Lilun laughed, and then said: "Never mind!"

"No matter what, let us take over this land!"

"If you don't talk about anything else, there are so many people! Haha, Sir Maliry, I think your country needs a large number of people."

When he got here, Malirui chuckled and said:

"Don't you need it?"

Fan Lilun laughed loudly: "I want it!"

"I want people, I want land! I want everything!"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he rolled his eyes and added: "Of course, Isaac's kingdom comes first!"

"We in Hungary are not like Fusang! Hahaha!"

Malirui shook his head and said: "I think these Japanese people are here with the idea of ​​occupying the entire Daqian."

Fan Lilun touched his voluptuous double chin and laughed: "Can he eat it?"

The full moon hangs high, and the carriages and horses are leisurely. Under the bright moonlight, a series of faint laughter flows out between the carriages and horses.

-

"Open the city gate quickly!!!"

Outside Zhongnan Pass, in the night, a group of soldiers and horses rushed towards the pass. The leader shouted loudly.

Under the light of the fire, the military flags carried by the soldiers and horses stood in the wind, with the word "bear" written on them.

The soldiers guarding the gate did not dare to neglect and hurriedly informed Jin Huan, the commander of the army.

Jin Huan was sleeping soundly. After being woken up, he hurriedly climbed up from the military camp to the tower. He had previously issued an order that no one could be allowed to enter until the court's reinforcements arrived and without his authorization.

At this moment, Jin Huan, who had arrived on the tower, took a closer look and saw a group of soldiers and horses outside the pass shouting to open the door.

There were not many soldiers and horses. To the naked eye, there were only about a hundred of them. Most of them were stained with blood. Everyone looked tired, and many of them were shaking.

Although he held the "Xiong" flag, the leader was not Xiong Qian, but his deputy, Xiong Chun, who was Xiong Qian's cousin.

At this moment, Xiong Chun’s shout from below the tower was particularly loud:

"Why don't you open the city gate, why don't you send reinforcements!"

"We have been fighting with the rebels for several days. Although we suffered some defeats at the beginning, it was not a disaster. We are still fighting bloody battles now!"

"Now the war is fierce, and we only need a reinforcement to help us win! I have been waiting for several days, but why no one comes!"

Xiong Chun roared loudly, his blood-stained face full of grief and anger.

The situation is tragic and moving.