Chapter 320 The Return of the Army

No, he is very courageous, because he did it in his previous life. If the entire army was wiped out in his previous life, it has nothing to do with him, Shen Qing would not believe it.

As for why Weipinghou was so bold, if he didn't have a good master, he really didn't dare to do such a thing that was equivalent to condemning the country.

It seems that His Royal Highness, the third prince, is really far-sighted. With this move, not only can he have the incense scripture of the Lou family who has collected all the wealth in the world, but he can also break the emperor's right-hand man.

It is indeed a good plan and a good plan, but this time I am afraid that he will be disappointed. The emperor is in the right arm, and it is not broken, but this Wei Ping Hou is about to be abolished, but I don't know, Wei Ping Hou will Will not recruit anything out?

Collaborating with the enemy and treason is a major crime of punishing the nine clans, should Weipinghou punish him?

Shen Qingci stood up, and then walked out, she wanted to sleep well and calm down.

Walking into her own incense room, she stood there again and began to recall the Lou Jiaxiang she had carried in her mind, and she also found a new incense recipe from it.

In his last life, the prince dreamed of getting the incense code of the Lou family. Of course, he was dreaming even more in this life, but it was a pity that no matter which life it was, he would never even want to see the incense code of the Lou family.

She retracted her hand, her fingers were stained with incense, but her eyes were always clear, always clean.

At this time, the army was already on its way back to Beijing, and within a few months, it would arrive in the capital.

On this day, the gates of the city were opened, and the streets of the capital were lit up with lanterns. Every household was like a New Year's show, and firecrackers, gongs and drums could be heard at any time. The people are standing on both sides, holding things made by each family in their hands, and they are all excitedly talking to others. At this time, whether they know each other or not, they are mostly discussing the victory of the Duke of Wei this time. What happened was that Bei Qi, who had been oppressing them for more than ten years, handed over a letter of surrender, and some people were vividly talking about what happened on the battlefield at that time, how brave Duke Wei was, and how incompetent the army of Bei Qi was. Foaming of what he said, others listened with relish, and those who didn't know thought he had seen it with his own eyes and heard it with his own ears.

For example, how Duke Wei held a divine crossbow and beheaded hundreds of people. He also had two divine dogs at his hand, and the two divine dogs also helped Duke Wei to fight the enemy bravely. They had divine beasts in Da Zhou, and they also had divine beasts. Magic weapon, this is the great week that God blesses them, and their great week will definitely bring peace and good weather.

As for the common people, whoever becomes the emperor in this world has nothing to do with them. What they want is good weather, peace and prosperity for the country, and they want to have a full stomach and live on.

That's why they like Shen Dingshan so much, because that's what Shen Dingshan gave them, that is, to protect them, not to let them be displaced, and not to let them become slaves of subjugation, and be bullied by others in the future.

The emperor personally greeted him with all the officials. When Shen Dingshan dismounted from his horse, he was majestic and majestic. It was the first time in his life that he had won such a good battle. Of course, he was very happy. He went to a city in Northern Qi, and when he saw the people in the city, the emperor standing at the city gate, and a group of officials, he couldn't help being moved.

"Your Highness," he walked over quickly, half kneeling in front of the emperor.

"Sacred Lord, fortunately, this minister did not humiliate his life, did not live up to the grace of the Holy Spirit, and preserved the important frontier for me in Da Zhou."

'well……"

The emperor stretched out his hand to help Shen Dingshan himself, "Aiqing is really hard work, I must remember a great contribution for you this time."

"This is not the credit of the minister alone," Shen Dingshan naturally would not take all the credit for himself, "This is the great wealth of the saints, and it is my tens of thousands of soldiers and soldiers who killed the enemy with blood, and defeated the Northern Qi. Protect my Great Zhou Rivers and Mountains."

The emperor patted Sinking Dingshan on the shoulder, he nodded and said loudly behind him.

"Open the city gate, I will personally welcome my Duke Wei to move back to the DPRK."

And the people inside also cheered. When the army entered the city, the people in Beijing seemed to be crazy. From time to time, they stuffed the army with things, food, drink, and some young girls secretly. Those soldiers were all expressionless and continued to stride forward, and when they saw the silk in their hands, they couldn't help but blushed, but still stopped. Without squinting, he walked forward step by step, but he was holding the embroidered handkerchief tighter in his hands.

On their return this time, they won a big victory. Those who were alive could be rewarded, and those who died did not die in vain. They would have pensions, enough for their families to survive.

On the battlefield, life and death are unpredictable, and life and death are natural.

When it comes to Beijing, it is natural to be promoted to an official and a rank. Shen Dingshan is named a first-class prince, hereditary. As for Shen Wenhao, he is also named, but Shen Dingshan refused, he said that his son does not need what Laozi earned. Glory, he earns his own business.

And his words also caused many ministers present to blushed and irritated their old faces.

Among them, there are a few who do not rely on Lao Tzu or the protection of their ancestors, and Shen Dingshan has only one son. This son has never relied on Lao Tzu or anyone, so he relies on his own. With one pair of hands, they created a magical weapon, a divine arm crossbow, and an eight cattle crossbow, which made the enemy feel terrified.

The corner of the emperor's eyes twitched, these ministers underestimated Duke Wei, how could Shen Dingshan let go of him as an emperor so easily, people don't give their son a face, but let him as an emperor. Shen Wenhao will be credited for the merits of the magic weapon, and this time the magic weapon is out.

Shen Wenhao's official position is also about to skyrocket.

"Shen Wenhao, what do you want me to seal you?" the emperor asked Shen Wenhao, who was standing above the dynasty.

As long as he can say it, as long as it's not too much, he can agree.

Shen Wenhao stepped forward and knelt on the ground. He raised his face and respectfully said to the emperor.

"Sacred Lord, this minister does not dare to take credit. These are all because God blesses me in the great week. The saint is rich in the sky, and Wen Hao really dare not take this credit."

People say that there are thousands of people who are flattering. Everyone likes it, especially the emperor. Even if he knows that this is a compliment from others, he is still happy.

"Okay, just say what you want."

The emperor was in a good mood at this time, so he was generous now, and he could have money or an official position. He immediately had tens of millions of taels of silver into the treasury, and it was nothing to lose some.