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Chapter 675 The Grain Ship Was Burned

Sixi served the fifth prince to finish the supper. He took the lantern and went to the window. After searching among the flowers for a long time, he found the bell.

Take the bell and go to Dongming Ziyu's staff. The staff are discussing matters with Dongming Ziyu and others.

Dongming Ziyu didn't treat Sixi as an outsider and let him in.

After Sixi bowed, he presented the bell and said, "Your Majesty, this is the token that Naliya left for my master. My master thinks there is something wrong with it, so he asked my servant to bring it for everyone to see."

Mo Wen took out the handkerchief and took the bell from Sixi's hand. He checked it first to make sure it was not poisonous on the surface, and then handed it to Dongming Ziyu with the handkerchief and bell.

When Dongming Ziyu saw the pattern on the bell clearly, his expression changed slightly, and he curled his lips and said, "This Liya is really willing to give up."

Give the bell to the staff and let them see it.

A staff member recognized it and exclaimed: "Could this be the Xuantian Bell, the token of the Miao witch doctor clan? As long as a Miao witch doctor sees the Xuantian Bell, he will think that it is the owner?"

Dongming Ziyu nodded, "Probably."

Sixi's eyes lit up, looking at the Xuantian Bell full of longing.

The witch doctor clan is very mysterious and terrifying. That is when they are in the hands of others, but it is different if they are in the hands of their own master.

Si Xi was secretly worried that King Xuan would take Xuantian Bell as his own.

Unexpectedly, Dongming Ziyu asked the doctor to check whether it was poisonous and then asked him to bring it back.

When Sixi came back and explained the importance of the bell, the fifth prince also paid attention to it.

The fifth prince thought for a moment and said, "Then keep it for now and return it to the little witch when you see her."

After all, Liya is just a ten-year-old girl, so she may not know the importance of the Xuantian Bell. When the adults following her find out that the Xuantian Bell is gone and tell her, she will definitely come back to look for it.

Sixi pinched the bell, looked at it, and shook it again. She felt it was more beautiful and suggested: "Master, do you want to hang this thing on the tassel of a jade pendant or a sword?"

In this way, if the witch doctor clan sees it, they will recognize it as its master.

The fifth prince stretched out his hand and gave him a shudder, "Do you think this prince is a cat or a dog with a bell hanging on his body?"

Si Xi rubbed her sore forehead and laughed dryly, "Then slave, put it away."

The fifth prince's beautiful eyes flashed, and he said: "If you like, just take it with you. That little enchantress probably doesn't know the importance of the bell. She might come back and ask for it at some point. Just give it back to her then."

He didn't want to wear something belonging to a witch, and he didn't believe that a bell could be of such great use. After all, even if a bell was exquisite, it was not difficult to imitate it if one wanted to.

"Thank you, Master!" Si Xi happily hung the bell on his purse. This thing cannot be hidden.



When Dongming Ziyu came back and told Shangguan Ruoli about Xuantian Ling, Shangguan Ruoli also disagreed with it like the fifth prince.

"If I make thousands of copies and sell them, then the witch doctors will become one-on-one personal doctors?"

Just a bell can make a clan of witch doctors recognize their master? This is too hasty.

Dongming Ziyu laughed when he thought about that scene. He helped Shangguan Ruoli, who was only wearing a middle coat, lie down on the bed and said, "The witch doctor family shouldn't be that stupid. They must have their own unique way of identifying."

Shangguan Ruoli held his lower back with one hand and his stomach with the other, and lay down awkwardly, "How many people are there in Miao territory now?"

"The population is estimated to be only 200,000." Dongming Ziyu stroked her belly, his eyes full of tenderness.

Shangguan Ruoli smiled lightly: "A fly's legs are also meat, let the fifth prince practice his skills."

"Although there are few people in Miao territory, it has a good geographical location and there are many strange people and strangers. If you make good use of it, it is also a sharp sword. It depends on how Lao Wu does it." Dongming Ziyu kissed her high belly.

Take a sip.

But he got kicked by the little guy in his belly, and kicked his father in the mouth.

"Hey!" Both of them exclaimed.

Dongming Ziyu's face instantly turned black like Bao Gong, and he said angrily: "This traitor disrespects me and kicks my father in the stomach!"

As if he felt aggrieved for his little friend, the other kid also kicked his mother's belly, clearly leaving a small footprint on her belly.

Dongming Ziyu's eyes lit up when he saw it, he scratched his little feet in surprise, and laughed and cursed: "You naughty boy, you are naughty!"

It's so amazing, the little guy's little feet are so strong that they actually kicked out footprints on Shangguan Ruoli's belly!

Shangguan Ruoli burst into laughter, "How do you know it's your son? Maybe he's a little girl."

Dongming Ziyu always talked about being a treacherous son and a brat, obviously hoping to have a son in his belly.

If it were two girls, he would definitely be disappointed, right?

Dongming Ziyu scratched Shangguan Ruoli's belly and played hide-and-seek with the children, and said with a contented smile: "I also like this girl, she is my and Li'er's flesh and blood, and ours... What's going on?"

"

"The crystallization of love!" Shangguan Ruoli reminded with feigned anger.

Dongming Ziyu smiled slyly, "I remember."

"It's bad!" Shangguan Ruoli raised his pink fist and hit Dongming Ziyu.

Dongming Ziyu hugged her, his eyes darkened, "Li'er, these two brats are dishonest, how about you let me go in and teach them a lesson?"

Shangguan Ruoli's face instantly turned red, he pinched the soft flesh around his waist and spat: "You are shameless, don't teach this child a bad lesson!"

"Appropriate exercise during pregnancy will promote the blood circulation of pregnant women and make them happy. If you are happy, the children will naturally be happy too!" Dongming Ziyu said the truth, and opened her belt with his slender fingers...

"Your Majesty!" Mo Wen's anxious voice sounded outside the door.

Dongming Ziyu's face immediately became clouded, he gritted his teeth and said angrily: "Get out!"

Seeing his dissatisfied look, Shangguan Ruoli burst out laughing and pushed him, "Don't come here at this time. There must be something urgent to report. Don't delay the business."

Mo Wen, who was outside, was so moved that he shed two noodle tears: The princess is so considerate!

Dongming Ziyu had no choice but to frown and withdraw his troops, took off his clothes and put them on, and asked in a cold voice: "What's the matter?"

Mo Wen shivered at the sound, and said hurriedly: "Our boat transporting grain and grass was burned by Japanese pirates on the road."

Dongming Ziyu's eyes flashed, "If you burn it, burn it!"

There's nothing you can do about it now, and it won't bother you to report tomorrow, but why bother him now!

Mo asked: "This news has been here for a while. I originally wanted to report it tomorrow morning. However, the army actually got the news, and someone has already made a fuss."

The local area has been looted by pirates several times, and the price of food has remained high for a long time. People have almost no food at home. There is food in the shops of grain merchants, but the people cannot afford it, and they do not sell it at a reduced price.

It is impossible to collect grain from grain merchants for free, but where will the money come from to buy grain?
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