"Mr. Fu Nian actually won!" Ying Zheng and Ying Mu were both shocked. They thought that no matter what, they would be able to do it. Who knew that Fu Nian actually exploded and the head of the Kunlun family was beaten down.

The head of the Kunlun family was lying on the mud and gasping for breath, as if he was bounced around. He was careless. Originally, Fu Nian and him were playing 55 games, but he had played too many games with the other leaders of the hundred schools and could not keep up with his physical strength, but he encountered Fu Nian, who was evenly matched, and then there was no more.

The heads of all the hundreds of schools bow their heads. You don’t even want your image and style, you are losing!

So a group of muddy people went back to wash, and when they appeared again, they were all the images of masters in brocade clothes and jade robes.

"I have seen the king. After the resolutions of the hundreds of schools, the three most suitable ones have been selected!" Fu Nian changed his face, looking like a humble gentleman, holding a roll of blue scrolls in his hands and handed them to Ying Zheng.

"I finally know why the word resolution is the truth behind the front and the discussion is behind!" Ying Zheng thought to himself, but it was the result of calmness on the surface.

I saw two Anbei written on the bamboo slips, but the first one had two small characters Confucian characters behind, and the second one had three small characters Kunlun family written on the back.

"Can you still play like this!" Ying Zheng looked at Fu Nian with fun. He is worthy of being a Confucian scholar. He can still play like this and gained insight.

"Actually, Anbei is good!" Wu Chenzi sent a message to Ying Zheng.

Ying Zheng was stunned, wondering why Wuchenzi suddenly spoke.

"The king will definitely be the emperor in the future. After the unification of China, everyone will follow the Jin level. Jiuquan Jun is now the king's name. At that time, the Jin level will naturally be replaced by King Anbei!" Wu Chenzi said.

Ying Zheng then realized that the title of Jiuquan Jun was a little small for Ying Mu, so King Anbei was Ying Mu's final destination.

"Then let's go to Anbei!" Ying Zheng drew a red pen on Anbei and handed it over to Fu Nian.

Fu Nian took the bamboo slips and saw that the hook of the red pen was painted on the Confucian Anbei. He smiled proudly and looked at the head of the Kunlun family. It was garbage. I won the Confucianism in this game!

Things are urgently simple, but Taoism still needs to choose auspicious days for the zodiac, Confucian sacrifices, and the Five Elements to calculate the inheritance of the Five Elements to determine the five virtues of Anbei Kingdom, and hundreds of schools of thought each perform their duties to improve the etiquette of establishing a country.

After one set, half a month later, Ying Mu was finally appointed as the king of Jiuquan and Anbei, which was the wood virtue. Because Qin was the water virtue, Anbei was the feudal state of Qin, and water produced wood. Therefore, Anbei was the wood virtue, which also conformed to the nature of the grassland.

Ying Mu took the Xue clan and wanted Ying Zheng to swear allegiance to be the vassal state of the Great Qin and the Great Qin country would be the sect leader.

In the Netherworld, Heibai Xuanjian, Wei Qianqian and Bai Qi were all standing on the Wangxiang platform and watching, smiling slightly. The Chinese dragon energy had already spread to the grassland. All the grassland Yinshen were expelled, and the grassland officially became their territory.

"The grassland is not suitable for planting. It's just that in the past, the barbarians such as the Huns and Hu tribes were not engaged in farming and did not do their jobs, and were wasted a large area of ​​land. Therefore, I would move some Chinese people to the grassland to farm!" Ying Zheng said to Ying Mu.

Ying Mu nodded. Only the land where the Chinese people planted is the real land of China.

Various schools of thought also gave gifts, and of course the most important thing was to give them to others, because what Anbei lacked the most is technical talents, such as farmers, Mohism, and Confucianism, in short, individuals, Ying Mu wanted them.

"In less than a hundred years, the grassland will be the people of Xia!" Fu Nian said confidently as she looked at Ying Zheng.

Ying Zheng nodded. This is what he wanted. What is the Snow Clan, the Huns, the Huns, and the Hu clan. You are nothing. You can only assimilate. Only by integrating with our Xia clan and becoming the Xia clan will you be your own people.

"It's not enough to have fun!" Li Si curled his lips and glanced at Fu Nian. In the past, you Confucianism said that you are the best at educating, but now after you created the Hu Qi camp of a crazy believer, I, Li Si, are not convinced!

Fu Nian turned a blind eye. This senior brother was a little scary. Is that education? That was simply a slave trained by the dead soldiers!

Lian Po, who came from thousands of miles away, was so stupid. How many territory should we build to make a new Wei Kingdom? You have all established a country on the grassland, why are we going?

"The Xiongnu Right Xianwang tribe, the Great Yuezhi, these territories are actually very fertile!" Wang Jian said to Lian Po.

Lian Po nodded. Ying Mu was already established, what else could he do? He could only continue to go west. Wang Jian, who was younger than him, could drive away the right wise king of the Xiongnu without any effort. There was no reason why he could not do it.

So after Lian Po replenished supplies in Longcheng, he continued to move westward, especially this time, Ying Mu gave a lot of gifts, and he chose any war horses and cattle and sheep, but there were not enough people? Okay, I borrowed you, but I have to repay one in the future. I can borrow one and pay ten, and I can do anything, as long as it is two arms and two legs, and blind and deaf.
Chapter completed!