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Chapter 1793 Hello, Mu Le with thick eyebrows and big eyes

After the battle in Xilu Canyon, Qin Yun asked Mu Le to lead people to clean up the battlefield, collect the bones of Lu Hu and other generals, and ensure that they were safely returned to the country and buried with the highest standards.

"They died for Daxia! I want the people of Daxia to always remember their contributions to Daxia!"

In front of hundreds of thousands of troops, Qin Yun personally announced the burial specifications for Lu Hu and others, which were all based on the rank of the highest military general.

This is the highest honor for a soldier!

The soldiers all had tears in their eyes, especially the generals who had been good friends with Lu Hu. They ignored the ban on drinking in the army that night and prepared to get drunk.

Qin Yun knew about this, but had no intention of stopping them. He knew very well how much pressure the soldiers were under when they were fighting all year round.

Although military discipline cannot be violated, people are not machines and cannot suppress themselves for a long time. They always need to find a way to vent.

The safest way to vent here, and the least likely to cause bad effects, is drinking.

After all, there was no way he could let his soldiers massacre the city side by side. In that case, his soldiers would really become a rebel army.

In the camp tent, red candles flickered, feeling warm and sad.

Qin Yun sat at the table, flipping through the battle reports that had been submitted in recent days, and occasionally picking up a pen and scratching on them.

In fact, most of the military affairs did not need to be handled by him personally. With capable ministers like Gongsun Zhongmou in front, the tone had basically been set, and he was just waiting for Qin Yun's final decision.

So after looking at it for a while, he put down the pen in his hand and looked around with a blank expression.

"Oh...it turns out that being an emperor is so boring."

There is no electricity in this era, and most entertainment activities in previous lives cannot be reproduced.

He had thought about whether he should consider finding ways to trigger the electrical revolution in advance, but firstly, his knowledge reserve could not keep up, and secondly, historical lessons told him that there would be no good results in trying to encourage growth.

However, mastering electricity has to be put into the process after all. Qin Yun does not want to live a life of lighting oil lamps at night until the day he dies.

"Your Majesty, the generals are drinking outside. Do you want to take a look?"

Murong Shunhua opened the curtain and walked in.

After changing into regular clothes, she was no longer as heroic as before when she was wearing armor, and her sassiness was also a bit less, and she became a bit more tactful as a woman.

No matter how gorgeous you are, your temperament will change after you become a wife.

Just like when a man becomes a husband, he will no longer be as free and carefree as he was when he was young.

Because there will be an extra concern in their hearts, so that they can no longer act recklessly.

Qin Yun looked up and stretched out his right hand.

Murong Shunhua's red lips rose, and he suddenly understood. He raised his bright wrist and gently placed his slender jade palm on Qin Yun's palm.

Qin Yun pulled hard, and Murong Shunhua's skirt spread out, falling into his arms like a flying butterfly.

"There's no need to go out and drink with them." Qin Yun looked down at the beautiful face in his arms, reached out and pinched her cheek gently, and said with a bad smile: "I can have a few drinks with the headmaster's wife."

"Oh? If you want to drink with me, I'm afraid that your majesty doesn't drink as much as I do." Murong Shunhua raised his red lips, with a hint of teasing in his eyes.

When Qin Yun saw this, he wanted to put on a disdainful gesture, saying that he could definitely drink well.

After a second thought, he suddenly grabbed Murong Shunhua's hand and said in a sincere tone: "Yes, if I get drunk, my wife, you must be responsible for me!"

"Responsible, responsible?" Murong Shunhua was confused by his sudden reaction. He didn't know what he thought of, and a large red cloud suddenly appeared on his face: "There are still people outside!"

Qin Yun's lips curved into a wicked smile: "What I said is that my beloved concubine is responsible for taking care of me when I go to bed. Where did my beloved concubine go?"

Being teased like this, Murong Shunhua was immediately embarrassed and wanted to stand up from Qin Yun's arms.

"Hey, hey, I'm wrong, I'm just kidding."

Seeing that his wife was about to leave, Qin Yun was not willing to let go, so he quickly pulled Murong Shunhua's sleeve and apologized.

Murong Shunhua had become accustomed to Qin Yun showing weakness to please him most of the time when the two of them got along. He snorted and sat back in Qin Yun's arms again.

"However, if my concubine wants to be responsible on the other hand, I can afford it!" Qin Yun put on a righteous and awe-inspiring look, "I am willing to feed a tiger with my body, I am a merciful Buddha!"

"Don't think that I don't understand that you are saying that I am a tigress." Murong Shunhua said coldly, with murderous intent bursting out of his eyes.

Damn! It’s so straightforward!

Qin Yun cursed secretly in his heart and quickly put on a flattering smile: "My beloved, what are you talking about? Of course you are a human being, and you are also the most beautiful person in the world."

"Really?" Murong Shunhua rolled his eyes and thought: "Then tell me, who is more beautiful, my concubine or the other sisters?"

Qin Yun was puzzled and asked whether this kind of proposition was a woman's talent brought out from her mother's womb.

How come no matter what dynasty they are, they can come up with this kind of question!

If you don't answer this well, you won't have a good time tonight.

Qin Yun thought over and over again and pondered for a long time, and finally came up with a perfect answer.

"Of course you are all beautiful, but each one has his own merits, just like peonies, peonies, winter plums and autumn chrysanthemums. Although the flowers bloom at different times, it is undeniable that they are all beautiful."

Qin Yun stared affectionately into Murong Shunhua's eyes and said softly: "You are like the blooming flowers in my heart. I can't bear to break them down, nor can I bear to have you wither!"

Outside the camp, everyone peeking could not help but sigh.

"I just said, Your Majesty will definitely be able to handle it." Mu Le smiled broadly and stretched out his hand to several people: "How can such a simple problem stump Your Majesty? Hurry up and give me the money!"

He Ya had no expression on his face and took out his money bag from his arms, as if he had accepted his fate.

Gongsun Zhongmou was thinking thoughtfully as he took out the money: "Your Majesty's words are really wise words!"

Pingjianlou was unwilling to give in: "Why do you think that His Majesty can answer it?"

"Hmph, if Your Majesty can't even solve this kind of problem, how can you win the heart of the West Palace Empress?" Mu Le said proudly.

Several people looked at each other and gave a thumbs up: "You better understand Your Majesty."

At this moment, Feng Lao walked out of nowhere and stretched out his skinny palm towards Mu Le.

Mu Le understood and put half of the money into Feng Lao's palm with a smile.

"Next time you gamble with what I told you, remember to pay half of it to the national treasury."

After saying that, Feng Lao's figure disappeared into the darkness.

The generals were stunned and in disbelief.

Good guy!

I didn’t expect that you, a guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes, would actually go to Mr. Feng to buy answers in advance?


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