Two months later, a great victory finally came from the front.
Huangfuji was defeated in the Mukden City.
He successfully entered the city with less than 50,000 casualties.
Huangfuji was captured alive.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and Yao Shu finally felt relieved and coaxed her daughter to wait for his return.
But after waiting for another two months, it turned out that Mubei Rong defeated Huangfu Seki and did not stop.
Taking advantage of the momentum, he turned around and attacked Huangfu Seal again.
Huangfu Yinke was more difficult to deal with than Huangfu Ji because he had more troops than Huangfu Ji and the city gate was stronger.
However, Mu Beirong was more free to fight than last time because he had no worries and because he already had half of Northern Xinjiang as capital behind him. .
He was no longer cautious, but instead attacked the city in a wide open axe.
He no longer pursued stability, but pursued speed, and he no longer used the remaining explosives stingily.
Finally, a month later, they successfully invaded Northern Xinjiang and captured Huangfu Yin's palace in Northern Xinjiang.
Huangfu Yin and Qin Hua were pressed down by soldiers and stood in the hall.
Mu Beirong, wearing a battle armor, strode in from outside the hall.
"Please take a seat."
Mu Beirong did not sit on the dragon chair, but sat down casually: "We are old friends who haven't seen each other for a long time."
There was no emotion on Huangfu Yin's face: "The winner will be the defeated bandit.
I have nothing to say.
There is only one thing I want to do to get rid of the city lord."
"Tell me and hear it."
Mu Beirong was so anxious to attack him, not because he hated him for attacking his daughter like Huangfu Ji, but because he had to clear all obstacles on his way to unification.
"Let Qin Hua go.
She is no threat to you."
Huangfuyin turned to look at Qin Hua who was looking at him calmly.
This year was really the happiest year he had ever had.
The woman he once dared not think about anymore became a woman.
He married his wife and spent time with him day and night, and he was grateful for every moment.
"She is very capable."
Mu Beirong smiled, his slightly tired face still charming: "Don't forget that she helped you rise from a commoner to the throne."
"That's because it's me, not me.
She won't do this."
Huangfuyin held Qin Hua's hand: "It's just a daughter.
I don't believe that the city lord doesn't have such a heart, not to mention that she has helped you."
Mu Beirong smiled and nodded: "Take the two of you down to rest for a night, and we will discuss it tomorrow."
The next day, official news came out that the emperor and queen of Northern Xinjiang had both died for their country.
"I never knew that there was such a scenery in northern Xinjiang."
In a carriage, a plainly dressed woman opened the curtain to watch the scenery.
"From now on, I will accompany you wherever you want, to the northern border, to the southern border, wherever you want."
The man's face was soft and endlessly relaxed.
These two people had been declared dead.
Huangfu Yin and Qin Huamu Beirong knew that Huangfu Yin originally liked peace, and they would never go to any trouble to fight or seize them again.
Moreover, with his current conditions, it seemed that he was very Difficult to do.
He was not very kind-hearted, he was just repaying a favor from Qin Hua.
In addition, it was better to have a pair of mandarin ducks together than to break them up.
He felt that his heart had become softer.
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Northern Xinjiang fell completely, and Mu Beirong was held back again, unable to leave for the time being.
First, troops were sent to garrison various cities, and then ministers and all officials were integrated.
Those who were willing to serve were left behind for the time being.
Those who were unwilling were not forced.
More importantly, someone needs to stay here to manage, slowly get to know this place, and slowly integrate it, so that the ministers and officials here can be familiar with and obey their control, so that the people can accept this new court as soon as possible It has been almost half a year since Makubei Rong came out.
He goes to bed thinking about his wife and daughter's appearance every night.
After winning the war, he simply wants to rush back immediately without stopping.
The fact is that he really can't spend time here all the time.
He doesn't have that much time.
Next, he has to settle the account with the Southern Territory.
After thinking about it, Mu Beirong sent someone back to Mu City to pick him up.
If he has the ability, prestige, experience and a view of the overall situation, there is no need to think about the most suitable candidate.
Xiao Qingli is the only one.
So ten days after Northern Xinjiang was completely taken over, in the palace of Mucheng, Xiao Qingli was teasing Xiao Muan and looked at a relatively familiar general who was going on an expedition: "Look for me."
"Yes" the general stood straight: "By the order of the city lord, I would like to ask Master Xiao to go to Northern Xinjiang to manage it on his behalf."
Xiao Qingli shook Mu An's hand and paused: "What did you say?"
The general said bravely: "The city lord said that Northern Xinjiang has just been occupied, and people like Taifu are needed to control the situation."
Xiao Qingli's mouth twitched: "Why doesn't the city lord manage it himself?"
"The city lord said that you are his right-hand man.
Apart from you, no one else has this ability, and he can't trust him.
As for the city lord, he said that he still has to make time to deal with the southern border."
Xiao Qingli breathed a sigh of relief and handed Mu An to Yao Shu, who was smiling: "You don't care about your elders who let your husband squeeze you like this?"
God knows how much energy he put into managing Mucheng, and finally everything was on track.
He had not had a few days of free time, but he actually wanted to go to Northern Xinjiang, which was more chaotic, bigger, and stranger.
Just thinking about it made his head hurt.
Yao Shu helplessly spread her hands: "But uncle, I can't think of a more suitable candidate than you."
Xiao Qingli raised his hand and flicked Yao Shu's forehead: "Sure enough, it was the married daughter who threw the water.
I am destined to work hard for you and your wife, right?"
Despite this, Xiao Qingli packed up his things as soon as possible and rushed to Northern Xinjiang.
What could he do?
Now that he had defeated it, he couldn't just leave it alone.
In Northern Xinjiang, in addition to dealing with affairs, there are also other trivial matters that worry Mu Beirong, such as the several veterans who are currently under the hall.
These are the prime minister and bachelor of Northern Xinjiang respectively.
They are the most prestigious among the civil servants and have the most disciples.
Mu Beirong leaned against the dragon chair lazily, his frown slightly showing a bit of impatience: "What do you want, sirs?"
Prime Minister Wen glanced at the other two people and said first: "City Lord Mu, a few of us are here to ask when the City Lord wants to ascend the throne."
Mu Beirong raised his eyebrows: "When did I say that I would ascend the throne?"
Prime Minister Wen was stunned: "What does the city lord mean by this?
Doesn't the city lord intend to take over Northern Xinjiang?"
If the Lord does not intend to take over Northern Xinjiang, Northern Xinjiang cannot be left without an owner for a day."
"I don't plan to do it for the time being."
Mu Beirong played with a pen in his hand: "After a few days, he will leave alone.
The Taifu of Mu City will be sent to take over with full authority.
At that time, he will also handle the affairs of Northern Xinjiang.
Please help me, adults."
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Prime Minister Wen frowned: "Isn't it only a matter of time before you ascend the throne?
I don't understand why the city lord is delaying.
This seems inappropriate for governing Northern Xinjiang."
Mu Beirong was unmoved: "I have to settle the matter with Nanjing as soon as possible.
We will deal with it together then, so you adults don't have to worry."
Prime Minister Wen was silent for a moment, then continued: "One more thing.
In order for the city lord to better integrate into and manage Northern Xinjiang, the city lord should not consider other ways."
"Prime Minister, you might as well say so."
Prime Minister Wen looked at the bachelor next to him, and Zhou Yu coughed lightly and said: "Since ancient times, if countries want to have good relations with each other, the most direct way is to marry."
Mu Beirong paused with the pen in his hand and said "Oh" with a high tone.
Mu Beirong sat up straight and looked at the three people below: "I wonder who among them has a daughter?"
Zhou Yuyi said happily: "Since ancient times, it has been very common for emperors to have three palaces and six courtyards.
The city lord should not be an exception.
If a woman from Northern Xinjiang becomes a concubine, it will definitely help you manage Northern Xinjiang and make people better.
The people of Northern Xinjiang accept you.”
"So" Mu Beirong continued: "Which one of you three has a daughter?"
Zhou Yu glanced at the two people next to him and said: "To be honest with the city lord, the three of us all have girls of the right age in our families.
Of course, you don't have to choose our family, as long as they are from Northern Xinjiang, Can."
Mu Beirong nodded: "Okay, when the Taifu of Mu City comes, take your daughter to see him."
Zhou Yu was stunned: "Why do you want to meet the Taifu of Mucheng?"
"Didn't Mr.
Zhou say that we want to get married?
Isn't it quite suitable for the minister's daughter to marry me, the Taifu of Mucheng?
You know, this Taifu is Gu's elder, and you won't suffer at all by marrying him."
"It's not the city lord."
Zhou Yu said hurriedly: "What I said is, the city lord, you are the real master of Northern Xinjiang now.
Except for you, no one else can show that you attach great importance to Northern Xinjiang.
Moreover, this is reasonable."
It’s the right thing to do” Mubei Rong breathed a sigh of relief and waved to the men next to him: "Tell the adults what the announcement issued by Guzai Mucheng said."
"Yes."
His subordinates faced the three people and said in a loud voice: "The City Lord of Mucheng City, and his wife fall in love with each other, and we will live and die together.
The City Lord swears that no matter life or death, he will only marry his wife to a woman.
If there are other evil intentions, or those who want to live in the harem, They will all be treated as treason.”
Several people were stunned.
They had never heard of such a thing.
How could a king be bound by only one woman and ignore the political stability?
"Masters, please hear me clearly."
Mu Beirong continued to look down at the book: "If you hear me clearly, go down first.
If Gu is still busy, if you still want to insist on a marriage, let's wait until Gu's Taifu comes."
"City Lord" Prime Minister Wen did not stand up: "As a monarch, how can you act on your own whim?
The marriage of this woman's benevolence is for you to better integrate into Northern Xinjiang and let the people of Northern Xinjiang accept you."
Mu Beirong continued to read the memorial without even raising his head: "I don't think that running a country must rely on women.
I think that as a monarch, it is more important to keep your word."
Chrysostom has solemnly declared If this thing is overthrown with my own hands, how will the people feel lonely?"
"But" what else did Prime Minister Wen want to say?
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"It's nothing but" Mu Beirong raised his head and smiled: "Everyone in Northern Xinjiang is alone now.
The law of isolation is also applicable here.
You don't want to be charged with treason, right?"
The few people met each other, sighed, stood up and left.
They originally thought that Mu Beirong was so powerful now that it might not be far away to annex the southern border.
In this case, it was better to climb the big tree as soon as possible, so they united the two.
A minister who has a suitable daughter in his family comes.
Who knows, this kind of thing will happen again?
The thoughts in the minds of several ministers at this moment are ridiculous, simply too ridiculous.
Who is the wife of the city lord?
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