Chapter 691 The Mountain of Dongting, the City of Sanmiao 2

"Vit's very good, it's very good." There was a smile on Jinglie's dry face, "In your opinion, how big is the salt mine? How much salt can be produced?

"How big... A huge deep pit, full of large yellow salt stones. At that time, we thought it was topaz. It is estimated that at least tens of millions of catties can be mined!" Mi Wen Ming said.

Jing Lie's face exudes a bright glow, tens of millions of catties, which is enough for Ximiao people to eat for ten or eight years. In this way, the Dongmiao people not only lost the rope to strangle the neck of the Ximiao people, but also lost the immeasurable source of income. The significance is immeasurable.

"Bird Elder," Jing Lie immediately patted the table and said, "Don't worry, the day of salt mine development is when your tribe moves, I will plead with Emperor Miao to draw you a hundred miles of land in the area of Qingyangze, 300 miles west of Miaodu, for your tribe to thrive!"

The two of them thanked each other. Jing Lie pondered for a moment: "Don't hesitate. I'll go to see Emperor Miao tonight and discuss with the saints and elders. I will send a large army as soon as tomorrow to occupy the salt mine first, and then send craftsmen to develop it."

Shi Wenming was overjoyed and said, "I wonder if we can arrange to meet your majesty?" This is my grandpa and I's greatest wish.

"This..." Jing Lie frowned and showed a look of embarrassment. After thinking for a long time, Fang said, "Since you have offered such a big treasure, I won't hide it from you. Emperor Miao can't accept the visit now.

The two looked at each other in con's face and said, "Is it possible that your majesty's personal expedition against Yanhuang this time?"

Jing Xiao knew their doubts, but now he didn't hide them from them. He smiled bitterly: "What about personal expedition? It's good for him to come out of the ice coffin now. This time, it is actually a helpless move to make Shaoqiu the emperor. Since Xuanli's death, the emperor of Sanmiao has been vacant for a long time. Dongmiao's gang has long chatty and want to establish another Emperor Miao. However, there is only Shaoqiu, a bloodline in the world. He has been linger in Yanhuang, so we use this as an ast to leave it empty. Now, Shaoqiu is here, but he can only lie in the ice coffin and can't move, becoming a useless person. We and the Dongmiao people sawed for three years. Finally, they were anxious and said that if they didn't set up Emperor Miao, they would break away from Sanmiao and set up their own emperor. Now there is no way. After thinking about it, I would rather let Shaoqiu, a useless person, be a loser than give it to the Dongmiao people.

After listening to what he said, he didn't seem to have much respect for Shaoqiu, and he couldn't help but feel a little strange. But he didn't know how to be respected by others in Sanmiao, with courage and Shaoqiu's current state?

"Later after several negotiations, the Dongmiao people also agreed to establish Shaoqiu as the emperor. I think they think that instead of letting a first-class Ximiao people with bravery and power, it is better to let Shaoqiu, an abandoned person, do it, which is more convenient to act. Dong Miao's heart can be killed!"

"But..." Only then did you know that Emperor Miao Shaoqiu's injury three years ago has not yet healed. "Your Majesty can't come out of the ice coffin. How can you ascend the throne?"

Jing Lie's face was gloomy and he said slowly, "It is natural to ascend the throne, but the problem is that the kings of all tribes of all parties are furious when they see their majesty injured by Yan Huangren. Alas, when he was a blood man, after all, he was born in Yanhuang. The injury has nothing to do with the face of my Sanmiao people, but it's different to be Emperor Miao.

Shi Wenming also knew that Shaoqiu was plotted in the end in order to help Di Yao break the disaster. He was seriously injured and unconscious. He also despised the despicable behavior of Qi Ziyu and Yao Chonghua, so Shaoqiu did not stop him when he passed through the Xia tribe with the help of his father. He understood the anger in San Miao's heart.

"At that time, the clans came to pay homage. Seeing that Emperor Miao was like a zombie, all the clans were furious. Think about it, from Xuanyou to Xuanli, and then to Shaoqiu, the third generation of Miao emperors, two of them died at the hands of Yanhuang, and one was injured like this, which really made people angry." Jing Lie said sadly, "The elders of Zhongshan and the windbreak of Dongmiao immediately proposed to wave their troops to the north to avenge Emperor Miao!" At that time, the crowd was turbulent. Although it was approaching the middle of winter and was not suitable for fighting, everyone was so angry that they had no choice. Although the saint's daughter Yusha was dissuaded by many parties, she could not resist the public opinion, so she issued a recruitment order. A total of 20,000 troops in Ximiao, led by the Guiye clan, attacked Yanhuang. Dongmiao dispatched 10,000 people to attack from the east side.

Xi Wenming and Xia Yan looked at each other in con'ssinu of each other. Only then did they know that this war was the reason.

"So," Jing Lie laughed and said, "For the time being, you can't see your majesty, and you are not in a hurry. Anyway, you have to move to the vicinity of Miaodu. There are plenty of opportunities. Well, well, you have been busy for so long, so let's go and have a rest for a night. I will discuss the development of salt mines with the elders later.

At this time, it was already night. I don't know when the lamp was in the room, and the pine torch inserted on the stone wall was burning vigorously. The two knew that Jing Hao was hundreds of miles away from the front line and came back here. There must be a big deal to discuss with their father, so they had to leave. Jing Mou led them to the front yard to find a guest room to rest.

The night in Miaodu is extremely quiet, which is in sharp contrast to the noise of the day. There was no sound on the street except for the miscellaneous footsteps of patrol soldiers and the sound of the water in Dongting in the distance. The Chiyou Temple in the distance is shrouded in the moonlight, and in the mist, it looks even more illusory.

On the shore of Dongtingze near the land, suddenly two water lines crossed quickly, like flying fish, but without making a sound. Wherever I passed, even the canoe moored next to me did not shake. The two water lines went forward rapidly, and it was only the time of a cup of tea, passing through the water surface five or six miles wide to the reef on the left bank of Chiyou Temple.

Two human heads quietly poked out of the water, one with white hair, and the other was a teenager. It was Xia Yu and Xi Wenming. The two found a desolate place and went ashore. They gently shook their clothes. The water on it turned into a little mist and floated away, and their whole body was as dry as before.

"Young master, do you really want to visit Chiyou Temple at night?" Xia Jie frowned and said, "This is a tiger's den. If you let the eldest brother know that I'm accompanying you to sneak into the Chiyou Temple to pick up girls, you have to slap me to death. The elders of the clan will not spare me."

"Oh, uncle," Li Wenming looked helpless, "I'm not picking up girls, it's a national event! Think about it, the saint's war between Yanhuang and Sanmiao is related to the war between Yanhuang and Sanmiao. Her decision is related to the life and death of tens of millions of people. Think about it, since ancient times, many national events have been solved in boudoirs and **. If I don't have a late-night rendezvous with her, can you still find someone else? Otherwise, I won't go. You can go back to Yanhuang to find someone else to meet her!"

"Uh... Bah!" Xia Yan gave a grunt, and this plausible reason made his mind unable to turn around for a moment.

"Go!" Li Wenming ran out first, and he had no choice but to follow.

The sentry here is extremely tight. A team of four soldiers led dogs and beasts, holding torches, and shuttled back and forth. There were at least a dozen patrols on each floor of the palace. The important thing is that this beast has a keen sense of smell and is better than a hound. As long as it smells the breath of a living person, it will definitely bark.

However, it is difficult to beat the master of the water system. The two of them run the elemental force and cover their bodies, so that even if the dog and beast smell, it is a mass of water vapor. Xia Yan's strength has reached the level of water refining disaster. At present, he hugged Xi Wenming and turned his body into a wisp of faint water mist, wrapping him. Even if someone inadvertently sees it, it's just that the clouds there are a little thicker. It's hard to find it if you don't look carefully. Of course, it is another matter to meet a master. What can really hide in the air in the world is the dark night shadow, which directly affects the vision of the people around you and achieves the effect of invisibility.

As soon as I climbed over the triple palace in a row, it was silent. I slowly approached the Holy Lady's Palace where Sansha was located. I saw a partial hall with bright lights, and several figures were faintly reflected. They are all spiritual masters here. San Miao has no witches, only witches, and retains the tradition of maternal lineage. Their magic is also different from that of Yan Huang. It is mainly based on mental control, spiritual summoning and witchcraft. It is quite similar to the Tianyin Royal Spirit Mantra performed by Wupan that day, but it is much more complicated than that.