Meng Shuangcheng was very proud tonight. The first is that he took the initiative to go out of the city to fight against the Qin army and returned with a small victory. This is certainly a support for the Xijia family, but it is actually a cheering for the Meng family. He can win even if he goes out of the city to fight, but is he afraid that he cannot block the Qin army with the benefits of a strong city? Ying Quliang turned out that this was just like that. He thought that a mere 50,000 Qin army could defeat the Meng Xibai family. It was so naive! Not to mention that he was a new king with a deep foundation. Even Ying Lian resurrected, he would not dare to have such delusions. Otherwise, Ying Lian promoted the first rent of wheat in Lao Qin back then, but the world changed, but he did not dare to touch the Meng Xibai family? This shows Laojun's calmness in his work, and how abrupt Ying Quliang was like this guy.

The detailed work of various countries must be gathered outside the Mengjia family city. In less than a month, Wei Han will take action! Meng Tong should also be in Liyang now, right? The eldest son still needs to borrow the name of the eldest son. After all, the Ying family has mastered the old Qin Kingdom for four hundred years and has a deep foundation. Now, just wait for the eldest son to climb the high school and call, the Meng family will become the first hero of the old Qin anyway. In the future, Xu Tu will develop. As long as the eldest son dies inexplicably, how much storm can the young master cause with the young master? It will be a matter of time before the Meng family succeeds in replacing Qin.

People feel refreshed when they are happy, and even the "Xiao Meng Shuangcheng" under their crotch becomes tall and her head is raised, as if the most instinctive soldier has rushed back and forth under his concubine's crotch, causing the delicate man to whisper and beg him to let him go.

A touch of charming bright red was spreading from the pair of snow-white and slender thighs, and gradually the whole slim body turned into an attractive pink. The woman hugged his back tightly like an octopus. Her hair was chaotic, her starry eyes were dissipated, and a crystal bright line was pulled out from her mouth. She sang in a wild voice and was about to die... Meng Shuangcheng had no mercy on the fragrance and savor. She felt that she was as happy as she was practicing Ying Quliang when she was practicing this woman.

The ancestors of Ying surname Ying, but the country was not established in the ancestors' era, and their descendants used the fiefdom as their clans, such as Xu, Ju, Jiang, Huang, and Qin... This branch of Ying Quliang was actually the Zhao family because his ancestor Zaofu was enthroned in Zhao. After entering Qin, he became one of the princes of the country, and thus had the qualification to regain the clan of the ancestor; and Meng Shuangcheng's concubine was the descendant of the Zhao family who he secretly searched for for a long time before he got it. Speaking of which, he was still related to Ying Quliang, and was the cousin of the first old Qin person. Of course, the Zhao family was different from Zhao Ji in Fengming Academy. Zhao Ji was a decaying nobleman. Because he had no face after his ancestor's surname, he later entered the Nulu Pavilion and became the most famous socialite of this era, so he referred to the clan as his clan. Many civilians could have this right, such as Yue Ji. In fact, it was just the meaning of Yue Ji.

"Ying Quliang, how can you stand with me? Do you know that your cousin is now in my body? Hahaha!"

Meng Shuangcheng has always been a vicious and harsh person. But as soon as he sat on Zhao's body, he would become like a madman. What's more, he was in his mind at this moment, and he was extremely proud. When he was excited, he slapped Zhao's bulging buttocks. Five bright red fingerprints were immediately left on his snow-white buttocks. The more miserable Zhao's screams, the happier he felt.

"Brother Meng is so romantic? But your Meng family soldiers are fighting to death outside, but you are enjoying joy here. This is not like what the head of the Meng family should do? I look down on you a little..."

Dozens of pine oil torches entered, illuminating Meng Shuangcheng's inner room as if in the sun. The one who came in was the smiling Bai Wugeng, who was holding a blood-stained sword in his hand, but it looked like a person who was holding a gift box to visit his old friend. Fan Qiang and Li Di followed him, and dozens of gloomy men wearing black leather armor and pheasant feathers were in his head. The weapons in these people's hands were very strange. They were a thick-backed armor-breaking sword with one-sided blade. If the sword body was not wide enough, it would be a kind of war knife that only appeared in the Han Dynasty.

"A master of Qin Palace! Fan Qiang! Li Di!"

Meng Shuangcheng was still the "good brother" of the grandmother Li Jiang. How could he not recognize Fan Qiang and Li Di? He suddenly became furious and wanted to stand up from the woman to grab the sword hanging on the head of the bed, but he felt a sore waist and weak legs, and his body could not stand upright for a while.

"Meng Shuangcheng, a dog-like figure like you, also wants to annex the Bai family and achieve hegemony?"

Bai Wugeng was also a ruthless man. Before Fan Qiang and Li Di fought, he strode to the bed and cut off his elder brother-in-law's head with one sword. Before the blood in his cavity had been spurted out, he grabbed Meng Shuangcheng's hair bun, raised his head high, and laughed loudly at Meng Shuangcheng's face.

Meng Shuangcheng's body was overwhelmed, and the blood sprayed in his anger made Zhao's snow-white body red. Zhao screamed and said in a trembling voice: "I am the daughter of Zhao, I am the Lord..."

Before she could say what happened next, Fan Qiang had already floated to the bed, a sharp sword light flashed, and the beauty on the bed had disappeared. Fan Qiang glanced at Bai Wugeng and sighed slightly, "Meng Shuangcheng deserves to die. Even such a humble woman should be taken as a concubine. It really has lost all my face."

"Bo Fan is right. In Bai's opinion, this woman has slender legs and light blue eyes. She is not like me, a Chinese woman. Maybe she is a Western Rong clan. Meng Shuangcheng dared to betray the emperor, so she must have been tempted by the Rong clan!"

"Well said it! After the rebellion of the Mengxi and Xi families, we will surely shock the Rong clan and protect our Qin Dynasty for ten thousand years."

After patting Bai Wugeng's shoulder, Fan Qiang smiled happily and walked out of the Meng family's palace with his hand. Dozens of Qin Palace masters behind him threw the torch off. Soon, the gorgeous palace that the Meng family had been running for a hundred years turned into a sea of ​​fire. It is estimated that even if someone carefully investigated it afterwards, it was impossible to determine that the female corpse burned to charcoal would be Ying Quliang's cousin...

The first update was to seize the city, and the second update swept away the Meng family's direct descendants. At the third update, Meng Shuangcheng's head was hung high on the Meng family. When the soldiers who announced the good news came to Ying Quliang's tent, they saw the king's Shang sitting in front of the desk with a smile. While savoring the kung fu tea, they pointed to the raging fire lights of Mengcheng and asked him: "Do you think Mengcheng is now beautiful, or the Mengcheng is beautiful during the day?"

***

Bai Dong was sleeping that night because he was afraid of noise. He specially moved his tent to ten miles behind the Qin army camp. Then he drank a pound of Baijiaheji wine and fell asleep. That night, he was accompanied by fleas and flea swords in the tent. Nie Zhuze and a hundred Baijialings woke up and were alert all around.

Bai Dong woke up until the sun was slept until the sun was still there. He patted the fleas lying beside his feet like a kitten, and kissed her gently on her pink cheek: "The war is over, it's time for us to go back to the camp."

Ying Quliang has moved to Mengcheng at this moment. Mengcheng has become very quiet and clean. In addition to the faint smell of blood and the smell of burnt corpses in the air, it is like a beautiful heaven; Ying Quliang is laughing, Bai Wugeng is laughing, and the Qin soldiers are laughing, among which the happiest and truest are the slaves of the Meng family. They exchanged enough sacrifices for fields and freedom, and are now calculating how many fields they will be assigned to, how to cultivate after they are assigned to the fields, and how to live a rich New Year if the yield is increased.

Fortunately, the laughter of these slaves allowed Bai Dong to comfort himself that he had done a great thing. In order for this good thing to be done, it seemed that no matter how many people died, it could be understood. The world is still beautiful, the sun is still so bright, and the birds did not leave because of the bloody smell of Mengcheng; although many bald eagles were attracted, they circled in the air for a long time and refused to leave, no matter how the Qin soldiers scolded them, or even shot them arrows. The same was true.

Unfortunately, Meng Shuangcheng's palace was burned by the "Ruan Army", and Ying Quliang could only stay in Meng Tong's mansion for the time being. At this moment, Bai Wugeng was sitting in front of him. The king and his ministers were not sure what they were saying. Seeing Bai Dong coming, Bai Wugeng quickly stood up and wondered whether to say hello to the "little uncle". Ying Quliang waved to Bai Dong: "Ping'anlang, brother has sent something, what do you think?"

"What the eldest son sent?"

Bai Dong glanced at the tray in Li Di's hand and immediately smelled a strong smell of blood. With his intelligence, it was naturally not difficult to guess what it was. He sighed slightly and said, "Is it the head of the Meng family's envoy? The eldest son is really a master..."

"Brother is indeed a great man, but the more he does this, the more I feel that I owe him a lot..."

Ying Quliang signaled Li Di to unveil the tray, which was a head with an angry hair and a bronze bell, which was exactly Meng Tong's.

"How could it be Meng Tong?"

Bai Dong was shocked. Meng Tong had long been dissatisfied with him. Meng Xicheng. This time, the Meng family rebelled, and he had secretly contacted him and Wei Yang. How could he be beaten to his head now?

"Meng Tong was ordered to persuade my elder brother to rebel against me. Although he was just acting, he went there after all, so he died, and there was no regret." Ying Quliang smiled with a smile on his lips, without any regrets about killing the wrong person.

"Your Majesty said, Meng Tong really must die..."

Bai Dong sighed lightly, Meng Tong is different from ordinary Meng family's children. Those people opposed Meng Shuangcheng as a hero of Lao Qin, but he was a compatriot with Meng Shuangcheng. If Ying Qian killed him, wasn't he showing the righteousness of brothers to Ying Quliang? People like Meng Tong who disregarded the righteousness of brothers will naturally die.

Thinking of Meng Tong's secret meeting with him and Wei Yang, he had made a promise to him. Now it seems that he doesn't have to worry about his original promise. Bai Dong suddenly smiled and shook his head, feeling that the politics of any era is a bitch, and a very stinky bitch...

Ying Quliang glanced at Bai Dong, and he naturally understood what his good brother was laughing at, and was very understanding. He gently patted Bai Dong on the shoulder: "Meng Tong did nothing wrong, my elder brother did nothing wrong, I did nothing wrong, who did something wrong, do you think?"

"Your Majesty asked well. My subordinates thought that what was wrong was in this era. If Meng Shuangcheng could wait patiently, perhaps in just ten years he would see the changes in Lao Qin. Even if he forced him with a knife, he would never rebel. The Meng family would not end up like this. He could still be a loyal minister of Lao Qin, and the Meng family was also a noble family of Lao Qin..."

"Ten years?"

Ying Quliang's eyes flashed, and he was about to ask Bai Dong that there would be such a change in ten years? Someone walked in like a gust of wind.

There are only a few people who can face you directly without reporting. Fan Qiang is one, Gan Long is one, Bai Dong is one, and Jing Jian is one.

Jing Jian has always been a clean and refreshing image of a beautiful boy. Bai Dong even feels that he is more obsessed with cleanliness than bitter wine. He is definitely the kind of petty bourgeoisie who would rather solve the facial problems first and then solve the stomach problems. But at this moment, he is abnormal. Not only does he have stains on his body, but there are still a few scratches on his face. The pair of big and lively eyes reveal a deep fatigue.

Ying Quliang was stunned at first, and then his face changed drastically: "How is the Battle of Xijia?"

Jing Jian's face twitched a few times and slowly lowered his head: "I am guilty... in the Battle of the West, our army was defeated..."

"What!"

The rebellion of the Meng family was led by the Meng family. Now that the Meng family has been pacified, can a small Xi family defeat the Qin army? Even Bai Dong was very surprised after hearing Jing Jian's words. (To be continued, please search Piaotianwen, the novel is better and faster!
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