Chapter 128 Unification of the North
Under the city of Jinyang, the sun rises.

The Seventh Army of the Anbei Army, led by Wang Yu, arrived in front of Jinyang City under the sunshine.

Looking at the iron-blooded and solemn soldiers of the Anbei Army's Seventh Army, the soldiers defending the city felt terrified.

Although the number of Anbei troops is not large, they are very strong in terms of their military appearance, posture, and proficiency in coordination while marching.

I'm afraid he's already the most elite among all the elite forces in the world, and he's a mortal enemy that we need to be extremely vigilant against!

"Master Ke, the Anbei Army is really too aggressive right now. Can you please ask the commanders to attack their top brass before the rest of the army and suppress the morale of the Anbei Army?"

As the commander-in-chief of Jinyang City, the experienced Zhao Wuji judged at a glance that the soldiers of Jinyang City under his command might not be able to resist the large army in front of them.

Ke Menglong, also known as Master Ke, did not directly agree to Zao Wou-Ki's request.

To be honest, when the Anbei Army came towards him in the sunshine, the scene of complete silence really scared him.

Looking at the dazed Ke Menglong, Zhao Wuji and Li Lingguang felt a chill in their hearts.

They were both shrewd men with eyebrows almost gone, so how could they not see that Master Ke was afraid of the Anbei Army.

Scholars are smart and think a lot, but they cannot be relied upon at critical moments.

While expressing his feelings, Li Lingguang took the lead in sending a secret message to Zhao Wuji: "General Zhao, we were too ostentatious when we welcomed these scholars who shrank at the critical moment into the city last night.

Right now, all the soldiers in the city are probably counting on these egg-shrinking creatures to break the mysterious aura on the surface of the Anbei Army.

The anger in the soldiers' hearts cannot be released. Once it is released, Jinyang City will be in danger. So someone must stand up to break the ice and break the current situation.

You are the commander of Jinyang City, and you need to stay to command the soldiers in Jinyang City. I, Li Lingguang, have received your kindness and wealth, and I should repay you with my life."

Zhao Wuji understood what Li Lingguang wanted to express.

Zhao Wuji felt a little sad about Li Lingguang's choice.

Although he had known that this would inevitably happen after the defeat of General Li Lingguang, how could he be in a good mood when the rabbit died and the fox mourned.

While he began to admire Li Lingguang for his courage to face death, Zhao Wou-Ki's impression of Confucian scholars like Master Ke also dropped to freezing point.

Summoning his true energy and transmitting his secret voice, Zhao Wuji made the highest promise he could: "If I am still alive after this battle, I will treat your wife and children as my own children."

After getting what he wanted from Zhao Wuji, Li Lingguang, free of worries, suddenly leaped out of the city gate tower.

"I am the commander of the elite vanguard army, Li Lingguang, the general who conquers the north under the command of King Jin. Where is Wang Nanrong? Do you dare to come out and fight with me to see who is better?"

The loud shouts spread throughout the entire Jinyang City. The morale in Jinyang City, which had just been a little low, was restored after Li Lingguang's challenge, which made the commander Zhao Wuji suddenly happy.

But looking at the An Beijun in front of him who still didn't make a sound, he couldn't help but feel creepy in his heart.

Why? Why is the Anbei Army so quiet in the face of challenges?

Seeing that someone was willing to stand up for him and test the strength of the Anbei Army, Ke Menglong felt embarrassed but also somewhat relieved. Finally, someone was willing to stand up for himself and sacrifice himself for others.

But, do you really think that I can't hear the secret discussions you transmit?

Zhao Wuji and Li Lingguang are both villains who slandered a true gentleman of noble character like himself behind his back. If they are not afraid of losing the big picture for the small, these villains should be punished one by one.

For example, the monarch who was sent to the imperial palace in the capital to accompany them, and his good senior brother.

The Seventh Army of the Anbei Army led by Wang Yu ignored Li Lingguang's invitation to fight. War is not like a dinner party, and the battle of generals is no longer popular.

In the center of the Anbei Army, Wang Yu, who had remained solemn, spoke first: "The soldiers in Jinyang City are already afraid.

Let’s go all out and stop trying any aerial attacks or ant sieges.

Let the artillery battalion pull out the magic cannon and teach these people on the city wall what firepower and despair are.

In addition, when debugging the Shenji cannon, the soldiers of the artillery camp were ordered to point the muzzle at Li Lingguang who had just spoken nonsense.

My grandfather is broad-minded and would not bother with a guy like Li Lingguang, but as his grandson, I cannot help but express my opinion.

After the artillery battalion has adjusted the muzzle, I don't want the man who insulted my grandfather to be alive. "

Li Lingguang was not surprised that he had not received a response from the Anbei Army for a long time. He knew very well what his status was and what the status of Wang Nanrong, whom he had invited to fight, was.

The man who commands thousands of miles of frontier territory is even more powerful than his own monarch Fu Qingzhu in status. How could such a person possibly come out in person to fight with him?

However, even if Wang Nanrong did not personally come out to fight, he should have sent his generals to fight. Aren't Yan Chixia, Xiahou Wu and others by Wang Nanrong's side?
Because Zhuge Liang has been pursuing a defensive policy of almost closing the country to the outside world in recent years.

Until this time, Li Lingguang and the high-ranking officials and generals behind him in Jinyang City were unaware of an extremely serious matter.

The vast majority of the Anbei Army had long since stopped fighting with cold weapons and started using fire coverage and breech-loading flintlock rifles.

Although the Anbei Army did not fully light up the technology tree of industrial civilization, it also climbed a small part of it. Otherwise, how could the Huns outside the Great Wall willingly retreat to the Western Regions to survive.

As a special branch of the Anbei Army that was recently equipped, the Artillery Battalion is always ready to impress its brothers in the old battalion of the Seventh Army.

At Wang Yu's command, the soldiers in the artillery camp began to work rapidly.

In a moment, the muzzle of their cannon, which had been used in Mobei and the Western Regions, began to roar.

As soon as the cannon sounded, Li Lingguang, who was serving as a benchmark for measuring precision during the test, felt a sudden chill. The sense of crisis of death made him realize that he had been targeted by the King of Hell.

In the moment of life and death, Li Lingguang drew his sword and rushed towards the Anbei army.

He was prepared to charge into the enemy ranks alone, and repay Fu Qingzhu's kindness at the cost of his own life.

As for life and death, he had long since put them aside.

But before he could get far, he was covered by shells fired from dozens of cannons.

After the smoke and dust cleared, Li Lingguang, who was standing in front of Jinyang City with his sword drawn, disappeared. The powerful artillery fire blew the body of the flying general into minced meat.

"Red Cannon? No, Red Cannon is not so fast and convenient? Its power is far from being so great?"

The Confucian scholars headed by Ke Menglong immediately found the information related to artillery in their minds. In their memory, although artillery was powerful, it was just so-so when used on the battlefield.

At most, they can clear out the small soldiers, but they cannot threaten the agile and powerful masters.

But the artillery of the Anbei Army was beyond their existing knowledge.

That is, the cannons made by the Anbei Army craftsmen, whose technology tree is a bit crooked, are almost at the level of the real world.

Not to mention Li Lingguang, even Yinshen Zhenren would have to kneel down and sing the song of conquest once he was targeted.

Not to mention what the people in Jinyang City were thinking, in the center of the Seventh Army, Wang Yu couldn't help but frowned as he looked at the effect of dozens of cannons firing at the same time.

The coordination between these gunners was still not perfect. The artillery formation just now actually had a glimmer of hope. If Li Lingguang had not been so determined to die that he ignored the way to survive, the dozens of shells would have been wasted.

But now is not the time. We should wait until the army pacifies the north and then train the artillery properly.

Cutting off the thoughts in his mind, Wang Yu focused his attention on the battlefield. His grandfather's handing over the first large army to him was a sign of cultivation and trust in him.

This time he was heading south, he had to completely conquer the northern border to repay his grandfather's trust.

Ke Menglong and others, who fully understood the principle that a gentleman hides his abilities and waits for the right time to act, wanted to give up the hopeless Jinyang City as soon as they realized what was happening.

But before they could make any move, a second round of artillery bombardment fell on them.

Looking at the shells flying through the air, the masters from the four Confucian academies all had expressions as if their mothers were dead.

The Anbei Army went too far and didn't even give them a chance to escape.

Although they were filled with fear and hatred, the masters from the four Confucian academies did not slow down their actions.

Several treasures that carried the spirit of the great scholars were sacrificed by them in an instant to protect themselves.

The cultural energy in their bodies rose to the extreme in a short period of time, and in just a moment, dozens of cultural energy barriers were condensed, wrapping up the spiritual energy between heaven and earth, and transformed into one shield after another to protect them.

Looking at the Confucian scholars led by Ke Menglong who instantly turned into turtle shells, Wang Yu, who was far away in the central army, didn't know what to say.

However, the artillery fire from the artillery battalion expressed what he wanted to say.

Amid the roar that resounded through the sky, the cannon fire easily broke through the treasures of the great Confucian scholars floating in the air and bombarded the defensive barrier formed by dozens of cultural auras.

With a bang, after struggling to resist dozens of high-explosive bombs, the defensive barrier set up by Ke Menglong and others was broken.

The remaining shells hit Confucian scholars such as Ke Menglong with tremendous force.

The Confucian scholars in Confucian robes were blown into minced meat by the high temperature and shock wave without even leaving a last word.

Looking at the Confucian scholars who disappeared right beside him, and then looking at the city gate tower behind them where not a single brick or tile was left.

Zhao Wuji, who had spent half his life in military service, experienced for the first time the feeling of being powerless to resist.

This no longer seems like a struggle for supremacy among humans.

Facing such an Anbei army, Li Lingguang had no regrets about his defeat.

After sighing twice, Zhao Wuji, who felt that he had no hope of defending Jinyang, drew the sword at his waist and said: "A man wants to repay the emperor's kindness, and dying on the battlefield is a good end.

Gentlemen, after I die, you will cut off my head, open the city and surrender, and pray for a good end for the brothers in this city."

After making arrangements for his funeral, Zhao Wuji immediately drew his sword and committed suicide on the city wall.

Looking at Zhao Wuji, who was bleeding all over the ground but still holding his sword, all the Jin army soldiers on the city wall shed tears silently.

Zhao Wuji's personal soldiers all raised their swords and followed Zhao Wuji in the same way.

Among the remaining soldiers, some who respected the great general committed suicide and followed him, while others were impulsive and wanted to encourage people to defend the city and fight to the death with the Anbei army.

However, the vast majority of soldiers still obeyed Zhao Wuji's orders and raised the flag of surrender before the Anbei Army launched the third round of artillery fire.

As long as they don't have to bear the responsibility of upholding justice, most soldiers still want to stay alive.

Faced with the Anbei Army, whose strength had completely crushed them, they no longer had the thought of resisting.

Two hours later, the sun had just risen above his head. Surrounded by his officers, Wang Yu climbed up the city wall of Jinyang City.

Looking at Zhao Wuji, whose blood had been drained but who still could not reach his sword, he sighed: "My enemy is his hero.

Despite their different positions, Li Lingguang and Zao Wou-Ki are still worthy of admiration.

Pass on my order and have people properly dispose of General Zhao's remains, find General Li's clothes and hats in the city, and bury these two generals in thick coffins with great rites.

These soldiers who followed General Zhao were buried together with these two generals, which was considered as a fulfillment of their friendship. "

"The artillery is so powerful. Wang Nanrong has not entered the country for ten years. I am afraid that he wants to make a big splash today.

No wonder he sat back and watched me sweep the northern lords. It turns out that he was planning to drive the tiger to devour the wolf and then kill it with the last blow."

Capital city, Qianyuan Palace.

Looking at the Qianyuan Hall, which was once packed with people but is now sparsely populated, Master Fu Qing could do nothing but smile helplessly.

Ever since we received the last battle report from Jinyang City last night, the entire capital has lost its former prosperous atmosphere.

Although chaos has not yet emerged due to his strenuous suppression, it is obvious that he has lost control over the emerging regime of Jin.

There were civil and military officials who were loyal to him, like Li Lingguang and Zhao Wuji, but their number was too small.

"Xing, because of the four academies, the power to fight back was also taken away because of the four academies. What on earth have I, Fu Qingzhu, been doing all these years?"

The uncontrolled political situation in the capital and the court officials who had packed up their things and were preparing to go south to join Ning Caichen made Fu Qingzhu feel a bit weird.

It turns out that he has been a puppet of the four major academies from the beginning to the end!
After his puppet was defeated, the four major academies could immediately support a new puppet.

Can Ning Caichen, who has gathered the forces of Buddhism, Taoism and ghosts behind him, really accept the four major academies that originally regarded him as a demon?
Moreover, even if Ning Caichen accepted the surrender of the four major academies, could he defeat the man who had been hiding in the frontier for more than ten years?

Judging from its performance in front of Jinyang City alone, the Anbei Army seems to have the power to wipe out all the evil spirits.

What about Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism?
Wang Nanrong, who dared to sing a different tune and embarked on the path of cultivating talents independently, will not continue to pamper them as previous dynasties have done.

After thinking everything through, Fu Qingzhu smiled at himself.

At the beginning, when he had not yet become king, Zhuge Wulong once extended an olive branch to him on behalf of Wang Nanrong.

At that time, I secretly ridiculed him in my heart for overestimating his own abilities and actually wanting to recruit someone with such a bright future like him. Who would have thought that the one who actually overestimated his own abilities was actually himself.

The man who used to be his equal and treated him as a friend, now only sent a junior as a general and forced him into a dead end.

The gap between them is now as huge as the difference between heaven and earth.

The northern border was in turmoil, and the south was also in turmoil.

Ning Caichen, who was entrenched in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, with the cooperation of the Confucianists who had recently defected, took over the two lakes originally occupied by Chen Shicheng in one fell swoop, forced Chen Shicheng into the land of Bashu, and cut off his way to becoming the dragon.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the Nanzhao Kingdom under Xu Baiyue opened its bloody mouth and swallowed up the territory of Yue Kingdom completely.

The world officially entered an era of four powerful states competing with each other.

After taking over the two lakes, Ning Caichen took over all the fertile land in the south, and his reputation soared, becoming even more famous than that of Fu Qingzhu, the King of Jin. With the encouragement of his subordinates, Ning Caichen officially ascended the throne in Jinling on the ninth day of the ninth month of that year.

The country was named Qi.

The reign title was decided as Jianwu.

He made his wife, Li, the queen and the leader of the harem.

The eldest son was appointed as the Crown Prince and was in charge of government affairs.

Afterwards, he conferred titles on all civil and military officials, and awarded them titles and official positions, which made a lot of noise for many days.

Upon learning that his old rival had ascended the throne and proclaimed himself emperor, Chen Shicheng, who was forced to retreat to Sichuan, also gave himself a title of honor.

The Great Emperor of Han Dynasty.

All parties who received this news were confused. What kind of title is this?
You, Chen Shicheng, are entrenched in Shuzhong. You can call yourself the King of Shu or the King of Hanzhong.

If he was a little more shameless, it would be understandable that he would just find an excuse to declare himself emperor.

This person is both an imperial Han and a Taoist master, what does it mean?
What kind of ambitions and ideas do you want to convey to the civil and military officials under your command through the title?

Compared to Chen Shicheng, who confused all forces, the Nanzhao Kingdom was different.

Although the Kingdom of Yue was annexed, there was still no change in the way it was addressed externally.

Xu Baiyue, who had newly acquired Fuzhou and Yuezhou, wanted to buy enough time to thoroughly digest the territories he had just swallowed.

He used generous gifts to persuade half of Qi's important ministers to persuade Ning Caichen together, prompting Qi and Nanzhao to temporarily put down their weapons and become allies.

With full preparation, they defeated the Anbei Army in the north within ten days.

Looking at the Anbei Army, which had won victory after victory all the way south and had already drunk from the Yangtze River, Ning Caichen, who had just ascended the throne not long ago, gritted his teeth and agreed to the alliance.

Although he had the support of most of the spiritual forces in the world, Ning Caichen still lacked sufficient sense of security when facing the Anbei Army, which was driving the four Confucian academies out of the north like chasing dogs.

Wang Yu, who had already fought to the bank of the Yangtze River, never took Ning Caichen seriously. According to the strategy formulated by his grandfather, the Anbei Army would not cross the natural barrier of the Yangtze River and set foot in the south of the Yangtze River in a short time.

The main reason is that the logistics cannot keep up. If the logistics can keep up, Wang Yu is confident that he can rely on the Seventh Army in his hands to defeat all the princes in the world.

It is still the capital, and it is still Qianyang Palace.

Looking at the empty Qianyang Palace, the aura of death became thicker and thicker around the white-haired Fu Qingzhu.

Opening his cracked lips, Fu Qingzhu asked the people around him in a hoarse voice: "Has that young man Wang Yu entered the city?

He wiped out all those who dared to resist in the northern border within a few days. With the Anbei Army under his command, the tall walls of the capital should not be a problem for him, right?

Licking his dry lips, Fu Qingzhu continued, "Besides, as long as he is willing to nod, there will be countless people in the capital who are willing to open the city gates for him and serve as guides.

There is no reason for him to stay outside the capital for several months without moving. There must be something strange going on."

At this moment, Fu Qingzhu no longer had the power he once had, but the person being questioned was still as respectful as before, as if he was a little afraid of irritating him?

"Reporting to my father, Wang Yu is still stationed outside the north city and has not entered the city.

However, he had already sent 10,000 troops to Beijing early this morning.

The Nine Gates Commander Dugu Xin betrayed your father's trust and defected to the enemy.

Except for the palace which is still in our hands, we have nowhere to retreat.

In addition, for some reason, the 10,000 troops that entered the capital this morning did not attack the palace?

Instead, he took strong measures and wiped out all the chaos that had accumulated in the capital over time.

After clearing up the chaos in the capital, the 10,000 troops were stationed in the capital to maintain the situation there. "

After hearing the report from the person who answered the call, Fu Qingzhu's originally cloudy and obscure eyes suddenly flashed with a cold light: "This is too much, Wang Yu is bullying me too much!
Wang Nanrong allowed that young boy to humiliate me like this, totally disregarding the friendship we had in the past. He does not look like a ruler at all. God is blind!"

But after roaring, Fu Qingzhu could only smile bitterly and laugh at himself: "A child like me can treat me like nothing, abandoning the capital, the center of the world, and lead the army to conquer the northern border. Am I, Fu Qingzhu, really so incompetent?"

Looking at Fu Qingzhu, whose emotions were changing and whose eyes were becoming cloudy again, Fu Qingfeng, the armored female general standing next to him, did not take up the topic.

Ever since the 500,000-strong army of the Great Jin in the northern border was completely annihilated by the Anbei Army led by Wang Yu, her father's mental state has been a little problematic.

Since then, his father sometimes seemed as heroic and brave as ever, and sometimes seemed absent-minded and confused like a madman.

Fu Qingzhu, who had mental problems, could no longer control the civil and military officials who had been loyal to him.

In the face of internal and external troubles, when power was still not restrained, those civil officials and military generals did not simply kill all the members of the Fu family in order to beg for mercy from the Anbei Army. This showed that they had a bottom line.

After being in a daze for a long time, Fu Qingzhu seemed to wake up before it got dark: "Where is Wang Nanrong?

If I'm not mistaken, the reason why Wang Yu ignored the capital and turned to sweep the northern border was partly because of his arrogance, and the other half was probably to present treasures to Wang Nanrong.

Only in this way can his original move of sending troops to surround the capital without attacking, and his current move of guarding the capital without entering the city, be explained.

The reason why he sent troops into the capital today to quell the chaos in the city should be to ensure that when Wang Nanrong arrives in the capital, there will be no messy little things like assassinations that will disturb Wang Nanrong. "

Fu Qingfeng, who had been waiting beside Fu Qingzhu for the trial from the Anbei Army, looked at her father who had regained consciousness and replied respectfully, "It is said that Wang Nanrong has passed Jinyang City. I think he should be able to reach the capital by tomorrow at the latest."

Fu Qingzhu, with a dissatisfied look in his eyes, breathed a sigh of relief after receiving his daughter's report: "Qingfeng, you guessed wrong.

Based on my understanding of Wang Nanrong, he should be able to reach the outskirts of the capital by three o'clock tonight at the latest."

Fu Qingfeng, who had been guarding Fu Qingzhu with an expressionless face, looked at his father in surprise after hearing this.

Facing Fu Qingfeng's surprised look, Fu Qingzhu smiled kindly and nodded.

Such a simple action almost made Fu Qingfeng burst into tears.

It’s father, the father who was in the state of mental health without any signs of illness!
"Father? You...?" Fu Qingfeng, who had been putting on a strong face ever since Fu Qingzhu fell, had many words and things he wanted to ask his father.

However, before Fu Qingfeng could open her mouth to ask the question in her mind, Fu Qingzhu reached out to stop her: "Qingfeng, I'm not crazy.

I have never been crazy. There are some things that I can only tell you today, otherwise our Fu family will be in trouble.

The relationship between our Great Jin and the Anbei Army under Wang Nanrong is actually not as tense as imagined.

Wang Nanrong and I used to have an old relationship.

Apart from this invasion by the Anbei Army, our Great Jin had some minor frictions with the Anbei Army in the past. However, due to my deliberate tolerance, we did not develop a blood feud.

In other words, as long as I am willing to bow my head, Wang Nanrong may not necessarily kill my Fu family after he takes over the country.

Those hypocrites in the Four Academies of Confucianism were afraid that if I lost their support, they would surrender directly to Wang Nanrong out of fear of the powerful strength of the Anbei Army.

It would make it easy for Wang Nanrong to completely accept the Northern Territory, making it impossible for the civil officials, military generals, nobles and powerful people who were loyal to them to successfully escape from the Northern Territory.

So, these hypocrites set a trap for me before they left. In order to make me cause trouble for the Anbei Army under Wang Nanrong, the principal of Yuelu Academy gave me an emotional poison that could confuse my rationality and amplify negative emotions.

Unfortunately, they underestimated me. As a fellow Confucian, it was not for nothing that I, Fu Qingzhu, was able to rise step by step from a minor official in the Zhou Dynasty to become the King of Jin today.

As soon as the love poison entered my body, I realized something was wrong. If I could use all the treasures in the capital's treasury, I might be able to remove the poison.

However, compared to the obvious restriction of poison, the Confucian scholars hiding in the dark are what really scares me.

The mountain master of Yuelu Academy, the top scholar who is closest to the level of a great scholar in the world, I, Master Fu Qing, am really honored to have such a person to follow me!"

"We don't have much time, so let's stop talking nonsense. Qingfeng, in order to ensure the continuation of my Fu family's bloodline, I want you to do three things.

First, send someone to watch the city gate. The moment Wang Nanrong enters the city, you should take the initiative to open the palace gate and surrender to the Anbei Army.

Second, try every possible means to meet that guy Wang Nanrong and hand him the letter in my hand.

The letter contains the deployment of all the hidden forces of our Jin State and two marriage certificates.

That hidden power is the dowry that your father prepared for you and Yue Chi. Given Wang Nanrong's arrogant character and the last bit of affection between him and me, he will definitely accept you and Yue Chi after reading this letter.

Third, I want you and Yuechi to forget all the hatred. Whether Wang Nanrong accepts you sisters or ignores you sisters, you sisters must not harbor hatred towards him.

Once people knew that you sisters harbored resentment towards Wang Nanrong, Wang Nanrong was magnanimous enough to tolerate you.

The civil and military officials under his command will not tolerate you. If you want to save your life, you must not show any threat. "

Looking at Fu Qingzhu in front of him who looked like he was leaving his last words, how could Fu Qingfeng not know what his father meant?
He wanted to sacrifice himself in order to awaken the little bit of kindness that the King of the North had left from their time working together.

Tears fell from his eyes and he began to sob. Fu Qingfeng cried and laughed, "Dad, there's no need to be like this. Yue Chi and I are not the kind of people who are afraid of death.

Ever since you embarked on the path of fighting for the world in order to realize your ambitions, Yuechi and I have been mentally prepared.

If you exchange your life for another's, how will Yuechi and I be able to live in this world with dignity?
Moreover, even if we linger on, we will surely live a life worse than death. Rather than that, it is better for the three of us, father and daughter, to die together today."

Looking at his eldest daughter who was determined to go to hell with him, Fu Qingzhu, who had experienced countless storms, couldn't help but shed tears.

The strong wind reveals the strong grass; the long journey reveals the horse's strength. In this world, only family can be close to each other!
However, my daughters still have their best years to enjoy, so how can I really let them die with me, an old man like me?

Just as Fu Qingzhu wiped the tears from his face and prepared to continue persuading, a burst of applause reached the ears of the father and daughter.

Snap, snap, snap.

"What a pure and filial daughter, and what a loving father. It's worth my two days of traveling day and night to the capital.

Qingzhu, can you be my granddaughter-in-law? Of course, due to the special circumstances of our two families, your daughter cannot be my principal wife, but being a concubine is no problem."

Looking at the tall figure who walked in from the entrance of the hall clapping his hands, Fu Qingzhu and his daughter Fu Qingfeng were both stunned.

Wang Nanrong, why did he appear at the gate of the hall?

Looking at the surprised faces of the father and daughter, Ding Hai began to explain to them: "My grandson has been at the gates of the city for so long.

If he still hasn't been able to infiltrate his power into the capital, then he would be a failure.

Although you, my eldest daughter, have some means, you still don't know how treacherous human nature is.

If my grandson had not been unwilling to enter the capital before me in order to show respect for me, I'm afraid your eldest daughter would have been sold for money long ago.

Also, Qingzhu, since you know my temper, you should be able to guess that in my eyes, Wang, your life or death is actually not important.

Even though the enemy is at the gates, I, Wang, have never intended to kill you, my old friend."

“Yes, I know that you, Wang Nanrong, have no intention of killing me, Fu Qingzhu.

I also know that as long as I want, I, Fu Qingzhu, can even live a life of luxury.

However, having already tasted power, I am unwilling to continue living in vain.

You, Wang Nanrong, have the ambition to pacify the world, and so do I, Fu Qingzhu.

The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. Since I lost, I want to lose cleanly and decisively! "

Looking at Fu Qingzhu's resolute look, Ding Hai knew that he was really determined to die.

Although he felt sorry for him, Ding Hai did not try to persuade him any further. For a person who is determined to die, he will not listen to anything you say.

"Well, Qingzhu, you have your own ideas, and there is no need for me to force my will over yours.

Promise me one thing. When your son-in-law has sorted out all the affairs in the capital, you can end your life on your own. I can guarantee that your two daughters will not suffer any grievances after they get married."

Fu Qingzhu thought for a moment and nodded in agreement to the deal proposed by Ding Hai.

The future of his two daughters was the thing that worried him most before he died. Now that Wang Nanrong was willing to make a promise, what would it matter if he died a few days later!
After meeting Fu Qingzhu and his future granddaughter-in-law Fu Qingfeng, Ding Hai turned and left.

Although the Anbei Army was extremely familiar with what to do after taking over the territory, there were still some matters that required him to make decisions and approve them.

For example, there were things like changing dynasties and deciding on the country's name, things like the title used for the king, and things like establishing the crown prince. After taking over the northern border, there were still many things that needed him to deal with.

Because the reform of the education system in the territory has been completed, the Anbei Army, which has the dual benefits of population and talent, took over the northern border at a speed far beyond everyone's imagination.

In just one month, the Anbei Army had established township governments in the northern border. Although the government had not entered the villages like in the old land, it still attracted the attention of many people.

With a government that could directly reach the towns and villages, the northern border areas within the Great Wall did not miss the autumn harvest.

This year's autumn harvest was not good, but it was not bad either. People could have enough food to eat. The people in the north, who had the largest base, did not care who was the only one sitting in the capital and claiming to be the only one in the world.

After a peaceful autumn, the Anbei Army has already established a firm foothold in the northern border.

Now that they had their own foundation and no longer had to worry too much, the various reforms that were initially promoted and implemented in You, Bing, in the south and north of the desert, in Liaodong and Liaoxi, and other places, began to be implemented one after another in the northern border.

However, compared to the time in the old place, it is necessary to do it in person.

Ding Hai gradually delegated power to his adopted grandson who had already started a family and a career. With the lessons learned from the past as a guide, his adopted grandson Wang Yu followed suit and did not make any major mistakes.

In just three years, the northern land, which had suffered from the warlords' infighting in the previous years, recovered its vitality and caught up with the four continents outside the Great Wall at a rapid pace.

(End of this chapter)