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Tang Yin assigned his generals and Directly Subordinate Army out, leaving Cheng Jin, Le Tian, Ai Jia, Ah Si and a bunch of Wen Chen behind. There were still less than five thousand personal guards.

He did not plan to stay in Jinan, and prepared to head south. On the night before he left, he specially called for Ling Shuang, hoping that she would stay. Hearing Tang Yin's words, Ling Shuang immediately shook her head in opposition. She explicitly stated that wherever Tang Yin wanted to go, she would go.

Usually, it would be fine if Ling Shuang disagreed with him, but now was not the time. Tang Yin said with a serious expression: "It's chaotic down south, every region is fighting, what if something were to happen to you, how would I explain it to the Yu Country?"

If Ling Shuang was not by her side, and an accident happened, it would be her own problem. But with Ling Shuang here, if something were to happen, all of the Yu Country would fall on his head. Although Tang Yin was not afraid, she did not want to create trouble for him for no reason at all.

Ling Shuang laughed, looked at Tang Yin from the corner of his eyes, and said with realization: "Oh, so my husband isn't worried about my safety, but worried that I will give you more trouble! "Rest assured, your husband. Your concubine is not a weak girl who is powerless. When your husband is able to protect himself, your concubine has a way to do so."

Now, as long as Ling Shuang called him husband, Tang Yin would have a headache.

Tang Yin met her gaze, completely unable to comprehend this woman's thoughts. She couldn't live with his Jinan, which was safe and calm, and insisted on accompanying him to the southern battlefield shamelessly. Was she too confident in himself or was he too tired of his life?

Seeing the stubborn look on her face, Tang Yin sneered, and said coldly: "Do as you wish. However, I have something I need to remind you, don't give me any trouble, or else, even if I have to tie you up, you can go back to Jinan!"

Ling Shuang smiled lightly and said: "I won't."

Tang Yin had nothing to say, he waved his hand resentfully, indicating that she could leave now.

The next day, Tang Yin set off, left the Jinan, and headed deeper into the heart of the Sishui County.

As the Directly Subordinate Army was the first to go, when Tang Yin's group went south, they did not meet with any Mo Army, so the large villages and towns they passed by were all wreckage from fierce battles. From time to time, rows and rows of hanging Mo Army corpses would be seen on the treetops. After entering the village, the streets, alleys, and alleys would be completely devoid of people, and on the ground, walls, and even faint traces of blood would be seen.

Along the way, he looked around, and listened to the various reports of victory. Tang Yin was very satisfied with the performance of the generals, and in just a day's time, he had already taken down three towns consecutively.

That night, Tang Yin and his group arrived at Guangping Town.

The battle was not big, all of the more than one thousand defending troops in the town had been annihilated, and now that the entire town had regained its tranquility, like everywhere else, the corpses of the Mo Army were piled outside the town. In order to prevent trouble, all the captives who were unwilling to surrender hung themselves at the entrance of the town. Wu Ying led the group of people and already passed, leaving behind more than a hundred Feng Army s to clean up the battlefield, take care of the injured, and go door to door to register, counting all residents of the town.

The captain of the Feng Army that was left behind had already heard the news that the King was going to pass through this town, so he had already chased out a large household from inside the town.

After seeing Tang Yin, the captain of the Feng Army quickly knelt and greeted him. Tang Yin waved his hand, gesturing for him to get up, and then asked: "What's your name?"

"Your Majesty, my name is Qing Ran!"

"Yes!" Tang Yin nodded his head, and said: "I will be staying in this town, do you have a place to stay?"

"Yes!" I am already prepared. " The leader of the Feng Army hastily replied, "The mansion is the biggest in this town, the inside of it also looks very comfortable."

Tang Yin smiled and said: "Very good."

With the Feng Army leader leading the way, Tang Yin and his group arrived at the town's main house. Just like what the Feng Army Captain had said, if placed in a large city, this house was basically nothing. But in Guangping Town, it was already the biggest and most luxurious house with a front yard, atrium, and backyard.

Entering the house, it was cold, there was not even a shadow of a person. Tang Yin curiously asked: "Where are the people inside?"

The captain of the Feng Army said anxiously, "For the King's safety, all the people inside have been chased out by me."

"This is not good. When two countries are at war, we should not disturb the local citizens and bring them back!" In regards to the war in Mo, Tang Yin did not plan to leave immediately after the battle ended. He did not want to give up on every inch of land he had occupied, and he was also prepared to do the same for the governing of Mo Country.

The Feng Army Captain was shocked and said, "All of you are coming back? "No one is being cunning. If they want to harm the King ?"

Tang Yin was amused, and said: "Mo Soldier do not even put this king in your eyes, how could you possibly be afraid of a few mere village scarecrows?"

The captain of the Feng Army didn't dare to speak anymore. He turned around and ordered his soldiers to bring back all of the previous owners of the mansion.

Tang Yin passed through the front courtyard and walked into the main hall. Looking at the contents of the painting, Tang Yin felt that the owner of the house had quite the taste, the book was very fragrant, the various decorations were not too luxurious, but they were just perfectly made, with an ingenuity that even the walls had many exquisite calligraphy and paintings. Although Tang Yin did not understand all of these, he could still see that the calligraphy was extremely beautiful, and lifelike paintings were also rare. He was sizing up his surroundings and it was the same for Ling Shuang. She had her hands behind her back as she stood in front of the painting.

It was rare for Ling Shuang to exclaim in admiration, Tang Yin thought, these paintings must have all been made by famous experts, it seems like the master of this house was not an ordinary citizen.

As soon as they sat down in the room, before they could even warm their butts, Commander Feng brought in a group of people from outside. There were men and women, both young and old, led by a middle-aged man, followed by a middle-aged woman and a young woman.0

"Song Yinglun pays her respect to the king!" As she spoke, the middle-aged man kowtowed.

"You are the owner of this house?" Tang Yin swept his eyes over him and asked with a smile.

"Yes." The middle-aged man called Song Yinglun complied.

"Stand up!" Tang Yin stood up, while casually examining the calligraphy and paintings on both sides, he pretended to be proficient and smiled: "Mr Song's collection of these calligraphy and paintings can be considered precious, so they must be the work of a famous expert, right?"

"My lord, you've let the king down. These calligraphy and paintings were all made by me and my daughter, who would dare call themselves a treasure?! " Song Yinglun replied with a cupped fist.

"You and your daughter?" Tang Yin raised his eyebrows.

Song Yinglun suddenly thought of something and quickly turned to introduce her to Tang Yin. "This is my daughter, Song Ying."

"Song Ying?" You'll win for sure? Tang Yin nodded and praised: "En, good name."

It was only then that he noticed the young woman behind Song Yinglun. She was only around sixteen to seventeen years old. Looking at her hair bun, she had yet to leave the pavilion, and her figure was slender and slender.

The girl gave Tang Yin the feeling that she was weak on the outside, but her personality was very cold. For example, even though she was looking at Tang Yin right now, her face was expressionless, and her eyes revealed a coldness that could not be seen from a thousand miles away.

"The King said that my father's calligraphy and paintings are precious. I believe that the King is an expert in calligraphy and paintings as well?" The young girl had a delicate appearance, and her voice was also delicate. It made people feel very comfortable to listen to her.

Tang Yin did not know a thing about drawing, even his writing was crooked, if people could understand it, then it would be considered good, but what could be considered as an expert? However, since the young lady had asked, how could Tang Yin say no? He let out a dry laugh and said: "I am not proficient, but only slightly proficient!"

Qiu Zhen and the others who were at the side looked at each other, then lowered their heads at the same time.

"In that case, could the King bestow a set of words upon our humble abode and allow us, the Song Family, to feel the grace of the King?" Song Ying raised her head and asked.

She was not tall in the first place, and she was even more petite in front of Tang Yin. The top of her head only reached Tang Yin's collarbone, but her aura was not small, and she was completely fearless in front of Tang Yin.

Hearing this, Tang Yin's tongue moved, his eyes grew long, he silently cursed himself in his heart for speaking too much, now that this girl had asked him to give her a word, what can he write?

Seeing that the King was about to step down, Cai Gui stood up and said: "Miss Song, the King is too tired from fighting, she has long been tired.

Cai Gui was not only a advisor who read a bunch of books, he was also a highly talented genius. If his calligraphy and paintings were to be sold on the market, even if it was a gold coin, there would still be people willing to buy them.

However, Song Ying did not even look at him, she only stared at Tang Yin and said: "This humble woman only wants the Great King's work!"

"But ?"

"Alright, since the little girl insisted on having This King's real work, then This King will make a fool of herself." Seeing that Song Ying was still young and bold, Tang Yin also liked it and wanted to tease her.

Without needing the Guard of Feng Country to do anything, the Song Family servants quickly brought the four treasures over.

It was rare to see Tang Yin wanting to bestow the word, not to mention the Song Family being curious, even the officials from Feng Country and Ling Shuang had gathered around, one by one, raising their feet, stretching his neck, and staring intently.

Tang Yin stood up and slowly rolled up his sleeves, then moved his hands like lightning. He grabbed the brush and fiercely engraved it on the ink stone twice, then, whoosh whoosh whoosh, he wrote four big words on the paper.

The four big words were indeed written in a flamboyant manner. If not for Tang Yin reading it out loud, no one else would have been able to tell what he wrote. Towards this sort of thing that was like a talisman drawn by ghosts, even if the current Book Immortal came to take a look, he would be unable to judge whether it was good or bad.

When Tang Yin finished writing, the surroundings became quiet, and when he asked everyone how they were, they all calmed down from their shock, and all of them opened their mouths in unison, and praised: "Good -"

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