Countless Qingyiwei masters shouted and shouted.

Meng Li's body looked into his eyes and there were iron hooks everywhere, blood was pouring on him.

He screamed miserably and roared repeatedly, and with his own strength, he moved everyone's steps.

"Shoot the arrow!"

With a command, the sound of armor rubbing everywhere. The soldiers of Xuan soldiers quickly stepped forward, bent their bows and arrows together, aimed at Mengli, and then launched a volley.

The latter was being pulled by countless ropes at this time and could not move significantly.

The dense arrows arrived in an instant, and some were nailed to his chest and some were nailed to his calves.

"Let it go again!"

Pouffy!

This time, it became even more dense. In an instant, Meng Li's body was covered with carved feathers.

No matter how high a person's martial arts are, he can kill ten people, one hundred people, or one thousand people, but he cannot kill hundreds of thousands of people. What's more, what he is facing now is a group of Qingyiwei masters and countless Xuanguo Central Army.

No matter how brave Meng Li is, he will definitely die, there is no doubt.

Seeing that he was nailed by sharp arrows like a hedgehog, the Qingyiwei masters couldn't help but let go of the rope in their hands.

"King... Go quickly..."

This was the last sentence Meng Li said. As soon as he finished speaking, he knelt on the ground with a thud and his head drooped.

Such a brave general died here. Seeing this, the King of Jin couldn't help it. He knelt on the ground and cried out in a cry: "General! General--"

Immediately afterwards, under Yang Zhao's eyes, a group of Qingyiwei masters began to surround him, but they were still walking carefully. It can be seen that although Meng Li died, his shock was still there.

After rubbing forward, a man nervously reached out to Tan Mengli, and then nodded to Yang Zhao.

At this time, the King of Jin also began to look around with red eyes, and said shrillly:

"King Xuan! King Xuan! The mouth of the green bamboo snake and the needle of the wasp tail are not poisonous, and the most poisonous!!!"

"Execute." Yang Zhao could not pay attention to him, so he said indifferently.

"No!" With his order, someone immediately stepped forward, pressed the King of Jin there, one left and one right, and pulled out the sword from his waist.

"Ha ha ha ha--"

Before his death, the King of Jin also laughed desolately.

The cold and cold light fell from top to bottom, and the head fell to the ground. A king was beheaded here and ended up in such a tragic ending.

From this moment on, the powerful Jin State has completely disappeared into the long river of history.

The famous general Ren Ying, the tiger general Meng Li, and the King of Jin and his country and others all died at the hands of King Xuan.

It can be seen how decisive this queen is.

"Clean the place clean." After leaving a sentence, Yang Zhao also packed the head of King Jin in an exquisite brocade box and went to the palace to report his life.

Half an hour later, the palace study room.

After listening to Yang Zhao's report, King Xuan sighed lightly and said, "Meng Li's loyalty and courage are indeed a model for the generals in the world. He was buried with him and was posthumously named Hou Zhongwu."

"In addition, tell the Prime Minister to get off as soon as possible, go to Qinzhou, and meet the King of Qin."

"Yes." Yang Zhao bowed his head. King Xuan was very beautiful. Every time he reported, he almost did not dare to face the latter. This was not only a fear in his heart, but also a kind of fear in his heart.

A few days later, Qinzhou.

Because Xiao Yuan had a patrol and stopped by the way, he did not return to Qinzhou until now.

Today's Qinzhou City is no longer the same as before. It is much bigger. With the royal city as the center point, the surrounding streets are prosperous and lively, and there are endless pedestrians and business trips.

The development here is very good. Due to the strict laws in Qin, merchants from all over the country have frequent exchanges. If you walk on the streets, shops can be unloaded everywhere, and the sound of hawking can be heard everywhere.

In the morning, when he learned that the king was about to return to the capital, the Wuwei Mansion, who had received the news, began to urgently deploy defenses, and all civil and military officials hurriedly came out of the city.

At the east gate, all officials were in front of them, and there were soldiers on both sides. After Xiao Yuan's car arrived, everyone knelt on the ground and shouted in unison:

"Welcome the king back to the capital--"

"Get up." Xiao Yuan took the curtain and looked at it, then lowered the curtain.

"Thank you," people stood up one after another, followed the king's carriage and entered the city one after another.

At this time, Xiao Yuan's prestige in Qin State was no longer necessary.

He opposed the opposition and insisted on destroying Jin, and finally won the war. He even led the old Qin people to a foothold, which was the world.

It can be imagined that in the hearts of the people of our country, what a wise monarch he is.

When his king's carriage appeared in the city, the streets were filled with people and caused a huge crowd.

Countless people began to wave their arms and shouted loudly:

"King for thousands of years!"

"Qin State has been for thousands of years!"

Countless soldiers began to use the long halberd in their hands as railings, and struggled to block them on both sides.

Hearing this movement, Xiao Yuan looked at it for a moment, and then called Liu Yuzhi over.

"King." The latter hurriedly approached and bowed slightly.

"Why do you have to have such a big show? Is it meaningful?" Xiao Yuan said.

"This is not arranged by the ministers and others, but by the people." Liu Yuzhi returned.

Xiao Yuan was stunned for a moment.

Liu Yuzhi continued: "This is the heart of the people, and it can also be seen from this that the prestige of the king."

"When did the Prime Minister learn to flatter?" Xiao Yuan asked back with a funny look.

"Hehe." Liu Yuzhi smiled dryly.

The car drove all the way to the palace. After the ministers dispersed, Xiao Yuan also returned to the study.

But before his butt was hot, Liu Yuzhi came to ask for a meeting.

After he was ordered to come in, the latter naturally first saluted, and then directly pulled out a roll of bamboo slips from the cuffs of the official uniform, and placed them respectfully on Xiao Yuan's desk, saying:

"This is a memorial sent by the governor of Beiling County to the Wang Ting, which mainly explains the settlement of more than 60,000 young and strong people in Jin State. Please check it out."

When Xiao Yuan was not in the capital, the government affairs were temporarily taken over by Liu Yuzhi. He handled some small matters, and some larger ones needed to be viewed by Xiao Yuan himself.

After unfolding the bamboo slips, Xiao Yuan looked carefully and nodded slowly, "Well, these young and strong people all hope to take their families over. This is very good, and it also shows from the side that Jin State no longer exists."

"Yes." Liu Yuzhi agreed, then pulled out a roll of bamboo slips from his cuff and said, "This is a memorial from the governor of Longyou County. It concerns the construction of the Chuanjiangyan embankment. Because the matter is of great importance, the minister did not dare to make a decision lightly, and the king needs to personally approve it."

Xiao Yuan took it and couldn't help but mutter: "This Zhang Jingrui has built a Sichuan River Yan, but it has not been completed after so long."

"The Sichuan-Jiangyan project is huge, and the Ministry of Works has also dispatched officials. Lord Zhang does have many difficulties." Liu Yu's way.

Xiao Yuan shook his head slightly. If he wanted to be a wise king, he had to deal with political affairs and understand the country's livelihood. No matter how tired he was, he had to do it.

After reading Zhang Jingrui's memorial without saying a word, Liu Yuzhi drew out a few more volumes.

Xiao Yuan discussed with him seriously again, and then pointed to his cuff: "How many official documents can be hidden in the prime minister's sleeve?"

"There are not many, not many, and there are still some." Liu Yuzhi said with a smile.
Chapter completed!