The invasion of the abyss begins with the Laughing at the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 363 Victory Reunion
In April, the peach blossoms of the mountain temple begin to bloom.

April is also known as "Huai Yue", "Meng Xia" and "Wheat Yue". It is the spring ploughing season outside the Great Wall. In the vast wilderness, the sound of shepherd's flute is gentle and melodious.

Jilin Province.

On the city wall, Li Wan'er, dressed in black, looked out to the north in the mist and muttered to herself, "Time flies!"

Nearly a year has passed since the great changes in heaven and earth in May last year. The fog has isolated the cities into isolated islands, with Qingdi City in the far south and Diguan in the far north.

The distance between Li Wan'er and Shen Yuanliang is just like the ends of the earth.

"Tada", the sound of hurried footsteps echoed on the lonely city wall. Huang Rong, dressed in goose yellow clothes and with her hair half tied up, hurried over. Her obsidian eyes were like a deep pool.

"Sister Wan'er."

With her hands on her chest and her head slightly bowed, Huang Rong bowed deeply.

In formal occasions, respect for hierarchy is emphasized, and the title of Empress is used;

Privately, Shen Yuanliang's concubines called each other sisters, especially during the year when Shen Yuanliang was away, the relationship between Li Wan'er, Huang Rong and others was not like sisters, but better than sisters.

Turning around, Li Wan'er's face remained calm as she asked calmly, "Sister Rong'er, have we dealt with the rebellious noble families?"

After being out of the supervision of Qingdi City for a year, the provincial governors and commanders in chief of various places became wild and wanted to occupy land and establish their own vassal states. The power of the aristocratic families further grew.

Jilin Prefecture is located in the lower reaches of the Songhua River. It has fertile land, good fields, beautiful ponds, mulberry trees and bamboos. It is a first-class prosperous place, and can be described as the Jiangnan outside the Great Wall. For a time, rebellions broke out everywhere.

Recalling the dramatic process of suppressing the rebellion, Huang Rong teased, "With the Queen herself here, who dares to resist?"

Thanks to Shen Yuanliang's benevolent rule and the goal of making everyone like a dragon, countless grassroots people have a strong sense of belonging to the Daqian Dynasty. Previously, due to transportation isolation, everyone could only suppress their dissatisfaction.

Now Li Wan'er is leading 100,000 soldiers from the Hanhai Camp upstream. The aristocratic families without support are just paper tigers that will be broken with a single poke.

Holding Huang Rong's hand, Li Wan'er said earnestly, "When His Majesty is away, we must protect the Great Qian Dynasty for him. Whoever dares to resist will be our enemy!"

She believed that as she traveled north, she would be able to meet Shen Yuanliang one day. Before that, the Daqian Dynasty could not be seized by others, as it was the foundation of the Shen family.

"Wow!"

At this moment, a loud neighing sounded through the sky. A Saker Falcon with a wingspan of dozens of feet was hovering under the sky. When it saw Li Wan'er, it swooped down.

Its sharp claws tightly grasped the mottled bricks, and a big word "邮" came into view on the azure pocket on its chest.

"This is an emergency communication from the Plum Blossom Guards!"

Li Wan'er stroked the snow-white feathers and took down the information. A dozen or so hairpin-shaped characters appeared before her eyes: "Your Majesty is in Echeng, a thousand miles north of Baishi Mansion."

Suddenly, Li Wan'er burst into tears of joy, covering her tired face and crying loudly. Huang Rong was shocked and thought something serious had happened, so she hurriedly asked, "What happened?"

"Find Your Majesty."

Holding the information tightly in her hand, Li Wan'er wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief. Her eyes were red. Her former dignity and grace were revealed, and she was just a weak woman.

"Really?"

Hearing this, Huang Rong opened her cherry-like lips slightly, and a huge joy surged in her heart.

"Let's go to Baishifu Goose City to meet the emperor."

After saying that, Li Wan'er pulled Huang Rong hurriedly onto the warship anchored by the river. After three drum beats, the sails that covered the sky and the sun went upstream all the way to Echeng in a mighty manner.

Goose City. "I only ate one bowl of jelly, so I paid for one bowl."

Zhang Mazi's adopted son Lao Liu stepped on the bench, took out five copper coins from his pocket and placed them on the greasy old elm tree table.

"You ate two bowls of jelly, but you only want to pay for one bowl. This is the son of the county magistrate!"

Sun Shouyi, the owner of the jelly shop, who was wearing a brown gown and a melon-shaped hat, looked around and exposed Lao Liu's "free dining" behavior. For a moment, the crowd was outraged and cursed.

"This is the son of the county magistrate. Come and have a look!"

With a dog-skin plaster on his face, Hu Wan, the confidant of Huang Silang, the bully of Echeng, shouted and escalated the situation further, making it difficult for Lao Liu and others to back down, and prepared to use this to undermine the prestige of the county magistrate.

In the crowd, Qiu Ju looked at the scene in front of her and asked with interest, "Master, how many bowls of jelly did he eat?"

"bowl!"

Shen Yuanliang smiled and said.

As he spoke, Lao Liu took out a dagger and prepared to cut open his own stomach. Seeing that something unbearable was about to happen, Shen Yuanliang snapped his fingers and the dagger, as smooth as a mirror, fell.

"Boy, whoever makes the claim must provide evidence. The shop owner should provide evidence instead of you proving it yourself and falling into the enemy's trap."

Slowly unfolding the folding fan in his hand, Shen Yuanliang stepped forward and said jokingly: "Or dig out his eyes and swallow them into your stomach, so that he can see with his own eyes how many bowls of jelly you have eaten."

"Yup!"

After slapping his head, Lao Liu came back to his senses, gestured at Sun Shouyi's eyeballs, and was eager to try.

Hu Wan was furious when Shen Yuanliang disrupted his plan, and said rudely, "Who are you, kid? You dare to offend our Master Huang, you are tired of living."

At Hu Wan's signal, dozens of burly men surrounded them from all directions, with sticks as thick as their arms stained with blood.

"Da da!"

At this moment, the sound of hurried horse hooves resounded through the streets, and the tiny stones on the bluestone slabs danced like elves. In an instant, the soldiers of the Hanhai Camp came in like a tide.

Li Wan'er, who was leading the way, dismounted and came to Shen Yuanliang in a flash. She stared at him intently, tears welling up in her bright eyes: "Brother Liang."

"Wan'er."

Shen Yuanliang hugged Li Wan'er tightly and patted her back gently. For a moment, Echeng was silent. A breeze blew by, and many people's eyes were blinded by the wind and sand, and their eyes were red.

"Long live your Majesty, long live, long live your Majesty."

Thousands of soldiers were crowded like sardines in a can, kneeling on one knee. The deafening shouting left the indigenous people of Echeng dumbfounded, especially Hu Wan, who collapsed to the ground at this moment.

The whole person felt like an idiot, in a daze, with fear filling his entire heart.

Unexpectedly, Shen Yuanliang’s background is so extraordinary. This is the emperor, the supreme emperor. How could a small scoundrel like him have the honor to see the emperor?

“Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding!”

Sticks fell on the bluestone slabs one after another. Dozens of strong men fell to their knees and kowtowed: "Please spare our lives. It was Hu Wan who ordered us to do this..."

People's joys and sorrows are not the same. Shen Yuanliang just felt that their quarrels were wasting his time reminiscing with Li Wan'er, Huang Rong and others.

(End of this chapter)