This is my country of enlightenment.

The six simple words express the dignity of being an emperor and cannot be underestimated. They also point out clearly that they do not want Mingzong to interfere in domestic government affairs more.

There are hundreds or thousands of ways to pretend to be a grandson. As an emperor, he often has no choice but to learn this skill. But when it comes to domestic government affairs, he cannot make any concessions.

I can give you the extremely insulting tribute to you. But I will deal with my subjects, so you can stay wherever you are cool!

An emperor can tolerate, pretend to be grandson, and even more sinister, but there is only one thing that cannot be lost, that is, when facing those who invade the territory, he would rather die than bow down.

Ji Tianxing has never lacked this quality. At this point, his actions are undoubtedly for the final dignity of this country.

silence,

Everyone looked at the two people who were looking at each other from afar, and no one dared to speak out at this moment. This was a collision between the two forces. Even the other two disciples who followed Lu Xiangsi could not say a word.

Neither of them spoke, but the collision of eyes had long since long known how many rounds of battle had been fought.

Ji Tianxing's eyes were like the eagle and li tiger. In his body, he did not look tall, there was no breath that belonged to the strong, but no one could doubt his majesty.

It is like a javelin, rather than bent; it is also like a white crane in the sky, looking down proudly.

"The envoy can bring my words back intact. If you want Qiguo to do his best to fight the invasion of ghosts with all the sects, then the tribute this year must be cancelled. Otherwise,

My country of enlightenment can no longer be able to support it.”

Sui Gong seems to be just a simple word, but it carries too much. Most of the spirit stones mined from various places every year are presented to Mingzong with both hands. In addition, the number of gold and silver ores produced is enough to be shocking.

Just to say one thing, Mingzong would use 500 storage bags to store every year. Mingzong's storage bags were not low-end goods like Qi Lu, and each of them had an extremely huge space. A large number of precious items were sucked away by Mingzong, making the sect stronger, while Qiguo's national strength was getting worse and worse.

It has to be said that not only Qiguo, but also other small and medium-sized countries are all in Qiguo. They are attached to their bodies by the sects and constantly absorb energy that originally belonged to ordinary people. The country becomes weaker and gradually the people are living in dire straits and countless rebels are raised.

With so many countries coexisting and the world that has been divided for more than a hundred years, is there really no hero who wants to work hard and change all this?

Of course there are, but all of them were ruthlessly suppressed by the sect.

The sect may occasionally raise their hypocritical eyes to look at the sufferings of ordinary people, and help the people with just a few hands, but they will not pay too much attention. The country wants to save the people so that the lives of the people under its rule will not be so difficult, but under the oppression of the sect, it is always difficult to walk, and is cautious and dare not take the tiger beard of the sect.

This is the current situation of most sects and the sadness of almost all small and medium-sized countries.

There are no large countries here, because they are divided by sect forces before they have been formed, and super empires are no longer allowed to descend into this world.

No one is right or wrong, everything is for benefit.

If you think about the problem from different angles, the answers you get will naturally go in the opposite direction.

Snowflakes fell on Lu Xiangsi's head, and their shoulders seemed to be returning home on a windy and snowy night, and like a fairy banished by the snow lake. Even though the veil still blocked his face, it was still pleasing to the eye and beautiful.

"Can."

Time seemed to be still. After she spoke the word, the other two classmates suddenly raised their heads with disbelief in their eyes.

The corner of Ji Tianxing's mouth was slightly raised and then it was pursed into an indestructible straight line again.

"What do you mean by this word?"

Should I go back with his original words, or did I agree to... reduce the annual tribute?

"The tribute this year is exempted."

After Lu Xiangsi finished speaking, he paused for a moment before continuing: "I respect Your Majesty's majesty, but you also need to let Your Majesty understand that Mingzong should not be insulted. Within one day, I need to draw at least 300 cultivators from the capital to take them away. Within half a month, I need to rush to the bank of Tiannai River to wait for the order. If there is any delay, be careful to deal with the invasion of ghosts, all my disciples of Mingzong will come to the capital and ask Your Majesty to give way."

As soon as the words were finished, all the officials were talking, and the whispering voices gathered together, forming a torrent that almost drowns everyone in it.

"What? One thousand cultivators, plus the three hundred in the capital, there are a total of one thousand three hundred. I'm afraid that Qi Guo can't bear this number!"

"Impossible! This condition is too harsh. If our Qiguo calls out so many cultivators, it is probably that the country will be annexed by neighboring countries in an instant!"

"It's really a dilemma..."

Ji Tianxing walked down the steps step by step. In the snow, he was like a rich man walking leisurely in the garden. He walked step by step to a place ten feet in front of Lu Xiangsi.

His footsteps stopped, his eyes would be level with the other party. His tightly pursed lips were a little dry and cracked, but his voice was like a knife: "Mingzong wants to guarantee that our Qiguo will not be annexed during this period."

"Your Majesty really thinks that Mingzong is blinding his eyes and doesn't know how to take the lead in Qiguo?"

Lu Xiangsi's tone was gentle, but there was no doubt. As soon as he said this, Ji Tianxing's eyes twitched and said coldly: "It seems that Mingzong is not useless. But, so what? One thousand three hundred cultivators are enough to hurt their muscles and bones, attract outsiders to covet them. Then, how can they resist the enemy on the back and forth?"

Speaking of this, a sarcastic smile flashed across the corner of his mouth: "Will Mingzong send his disciples to help?"

However, Lu Xiangsi did not answer this sentence. He raised his hand and stroked the hair that was blown to his forehead, and smiled faintly: "Since I, Mingzong, can make such a request, I will guarantee that the territory of your Qiguo will remain unchanged within this period of time."

"I agree to one thousand three hundred practitioners."

Ji Tianxing's eyes were concentrated. For both parties, this was a deal. But in the ears of others, they were deafening and unable to speak for a long time.

We open the country...

Can you really make so many practitioners?

For a moment, everyone's eyes were focused on Ji Tianxing. Qiguo was established for just over a decade, and Ji Tianxing secretly curled so many cultivators.

I gave it as soon as I said it, and it didn't seem to be much hesitant.

So,

How many other practitioners are still hiding in the dark?

It feels terrible to think about it...
Chapter completed!