The Transmigrated Life of a Salty Fish Family

While the King of England was muttering about the good things about the waiter...

Yan Laoer recognized at a glance that this was his eldest brother's handwriting.

It was neat and tidy, exactly the same as the calligraphy he copied, without any sharpness at all.

He muttered to himself that his elder brother's handwriting was really arbitrary and flexible.

This was a very formal battle report. After the King of England read it and had no objection, he sent it directly to the capital.

Yan Laoer searched carefully and finally found the passage about the waiter's meritorious service.

【Seize the enemy's weapons and control them, and win many victories. 】

He didn’t even mention the name of his second son…

He had no objection if the King of England insisted on installing him.

But then again, the first person to take those big guys down from the city wall was him, him, him, right? ! ! !
Well, they are a family anyway, so it would be the same for either of them.

Yan Laoer knew that the King of England actually preferred to bring Xiaoer to Beijing.

He mentioned it several times, wanting to let the waiter see the prosperity of the capital.

He wanted the waiter to taste the food in the palace, the famous restaurants, and the unique specialties of each mansion.

The King of England, he really cares about Xiao Wai.

There is nothing to say to the waiter either.

But his elder brother stopped him.

He also understood his elder brother's thoughts. If Xiao Er wanted to move up, he had to have military merits to pave the way. Right now, where could he earn military merits better than in Hu Ju?

With his big brother watching over him, nothing can happen to the waiter.

Yan Laoer was relieved.

"Look, Your Majesty, the rebel prince is now scared and has changed his words to ask for mercy. Haha!" Yan Laoer grinned.

"He knows how to deal with things." The King of England nodded slightly, with a smile on his face, showing some satisfaction.

At this time, Ke Zhen had become more arrogant since the rebel army attacked, acting like a prince, which made people very unhappy.

The rebel king was defeated every time he attacked, and it seemed that this guy's spirit was dampened.

Once this letter of confession is submitted, the clan government can quickly decide on the crime.

He took away the title of King of Qi and completely eliminated him from the clan.

Announce it to the world, in order to justify the military expedition.

Anyone who plots treason and rebels shall be punished by anyone!
"Before leaving, Mr. Yan mentioned that if he was willing to plead guilty for his father, I would plead for him to save his family's lives, change his mother's surname, and live in Guanzhou forever." The King of England said with emotion, "It is always good to be able to keep their lives and live a stable life."

"Your Highness is kind-hearted!" Yan Lao Er looked at the King of England with admiring eyes. "It was because he fell into your hands. If it was anyone else, they would not let him off so easily. It was you, Your Highness, whose heart is as broad as the sea and whose vision is longer than the sky!"

Yan Laoer clapped his hands for his sea lion in his heart.

Look at the end of the word, how neat it is, and the rhyme is right!

The King of England coughed twice without warning.

"Huaian!" The longer they spent together, the more the King of England discovered the incredible truth.

The Yan family has three scholars.

The younger brother of Mr. Dacai Yan.

It's true that he was the top student in Guanzhou, but he was not good at studying!

But fortunately, Yan Huaian has other strengths.

In practice, it is really appropriate.

"This prince wants you to go to the capital first and find out if Shi Kezhen has done anything bad while in the capital? Are there any people who are on good terms with him who are willing to protect him?"

The King of England’s idea was very simple. After all, he had been away from Beijing for a long time, so it would be best if he could get a few people to join him so that he would be more sure of protecting the person.

But if Shi Kezhen did something wrong and Yan Er found out about it, then as the King of England he would also be very careful about his reputation, and this would determine how much effort he would put in.

Yan Laoer lowered his eyes subconsciously. He had a very important letter in his arms.

It would be great if I could conceal my identity and enter Beijing before the King of England!

"Your Majesty, take your orders."

Before Yan Laoer left, he made a special effort to take a look at Jiuxiao.

"Jiuxiao, hold on a little longer. Once we get to the capital, we'll let you go." He was very close to Yingtou and whispered, "Don't go on a hunger strike when I'm not around. Defecate on time, don't just poop it out. Process it, heat it up, stir it, don't make it into a paste, make it into moist granules, understand?"

"You and Dahei can connect, right? When we get closer, send it a message and I'll know you're here. Don't worry, Ha Jiuxiao, I'll definitely come to pick you up. If you don't pick up the prince, I'll pick you up too."

He touched Jiuxiao's feathers tentatively.

Jiuxiao tilted his head and stared at him with his sharp eagle eyes without dodging.

I got to touch Maomao as I wished.

Yan Lao Er smiled foolishly. "Hehe! Just remember the prince, don't bother with the others."

Yan Laoer touched it several times again, looking back every few steps.

"Jiuxiao, I'm leaving? I'm really leaving!"

"Be good, ha!"

Jiuxiao watched him leave and shook his wings to make the feathers fluffy again.

Suddenly it flapped its wings and took off into the sky.

The chaotic sound of eagles came from high in the sky.

Yan Laoer turned around suddenly and ran back.

All you can see are two indistinguishable black dots in the sky.

Suddenly I felt itchy on my face.

He wiped it and looked carefully. Where did the hair come from?

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"Ouch! Jiuxiao and Ying are fighting!" Yan Laoer finally reacted.

At this time, the King of England also ran over.

He quickly asked the guards about the situation.

"Did you see what kind of eagle it was?" he asked anxiously.

The person being asked shook his head, saying that he really didn’t see it clearly.

The King of England was a little worried. In his eyes, Jiuxiao was a perfect eagle. He could recognize people, remember roads, catch pigeons in the sky and fish in the river. But when fighting with other eagles, the goshawk's size did not give it an advantage!

What if I encounter a big eagle?

The King of England silently counted several species of eagles larger than the goshawk, hoping not to encounter any of them.

An extremely miserable eagle cry suddenly stopped.

The black dots in the sky overlapped and flew down.

The King of England was spinning in place, craning his neck to look at the black spot, which was exactly the same.

coming!

I can see it clearly!

Yan Laoer rubbed his eyes, and rubbed them again.

At this moment, Jiuxiao was like a divine bird descending from the sky.

With the wings spread out, sunlight shines faintly through the feathers, and the tips of each feather are clearly visible.

Majestic and domineering!
Under its sharp claws is its prey.

No, it's the eagle that lost the fight.

At this moment, its neck was tilted and its head was drooping, and it couldn't even fold its wings. It was grabbed by Jiuxiao's claws and hung upside down.

hiss!
Jiuxiao caught an eagle, it’s a big one!
Make a sound.

The eagle was thrown in front of Yan Laoer.

Yan Laoer was dumbfounded.

Overwhelmed.

He subconsciously reached out to the eagle's beak, then realized something was wrong and turned his hand to touch the eagle's belly.

A little bit up and down, oh, still alive.

The King of England, who was not far away, must be so envious!

He muttered to himself, "This is the eagle that recognizes its master. How great! How great!"

He hurried forward and asked anxiously, "Are you still alive?"

Yan Laoer answered honestly: "He's alive and breathing. I felt his arms and they're not broken."

It was Eagle Eye that was scratched by Jiu Xiao, leaving a bloody mark.

The King of England was so excited that he didn't know what to do first.

While shouting: "Oh, my good Jiuxiao, hurry up, prepare meat for Jiuxiao, the best and tenderest!"

At the same time, he shouted: "There is still hope, there is still hope!"

He danced with joy, commanding people to hold the eagle, and before anyone came, he changed his mind: "No need for you, I will hold it myself, no one is allowed to touch it, I will do it!"

Yan Laoer wanted to lend a hand, but the King of England didn't agree.

At this time, Yan Laoer suddenly turned around and looked at Jiuxiao who was combing his feathers on the scaffolding.

Jiu Xiao sensed his gaze and looked back with great momentum. (End of this chapter)