V2.Chapter 502

Reverent and respectful, after Tang Yin's first move to the imperial residence, she came out of the imperial library and came up with a courtesy. She said with all due respect, "Your Highness, your Highness has it."

Even if Yin Rou didn't invite himself, Tang Yin would go there. He nodded with a smile at the palace maid and said, "I know."

Tang Yin came to the Huaying hall where Yin Rou was and met Yin Rou in the inner room of Huaying hall. After the meeting, Yin Rou couldn't wait to ask, "Yin, I heard that the wind country is about to move its capital?"

"Yes, that's why I'm here." Tang Yin nodded.

Yan Rou asked, "where is the capital moved?"

Tang Yin replied, "Zhenjiang!"

After a pause, he took Yan Rou's hand and sat down, saying softly, "rou'er, don't worry, moving the capital to Zhenjiang is only temporary. At the beginning, you escaped from Shangjing, and I must send you back to Shangjing again. It won't be long."

She didn't think much of Yan Rou's ability to return to the Imperial Palace, and she didn't want to return to the imperial palace. She gently touched Tang Yin's thin cheek and whispered, "even if you don't go back to Beijing, as long as we can be together forever. I just don't want you to work too hard."

Tang Yin smiled, pulled down Yin Rou's small hand and wrapped it in his palm. Youyou said, "if you can't return home, how can you be happy? If a man can't bring happiness to the woman he loves most, he will be a failure."

Yan Rou felt warm in her heart, snuggled into Tang Yin's arms and whispered, "in fact, I'm very happy now..."

"Not enough!" Tang Yin narrowed her eyes and said, "I said a long time ago that I would build a broad and solid country for you. No one can threaten rou'er and drive rou'er out of her home." Of course, this is Tang Yin's own dream.

Yin Rou was moved by Tang Yin's words, but at the same time, she didn't forget the business. She asked, "has the emperor agreed?"

"Of course! Your majesty always dreams of returning to Shangjing. Zhenjiang is closer to Shangjing. Your majesty is certainly more willing to go to Zhenjiang." Tang Yin didn't know what Yan Zhun thought. It was just his own conjecture.

Tang Yin said that the imperial brother had agreed, and Yin Rou couldn't say anything more. She turned her head and asked, "when will the capital move begin?"

"Soon! No more than two months at the latest."

"In such a hurry?!"

"In fact, Zhenjiang lacks nothing, but you don't have to take away all the heavy things. Just stay in Yancheng." Tang Yin said with a smile: "wait until Zhenjiang, I'll help you decorate it again. It's more beautiful and comfortable than the current environment here."

Yin Rou 100% believed that Tang Yin could definitely do this. She continued to snuggle in Tang Yin's arms and whispered, "someone said that you decided to make the capital of Zhenjiang, but you still wanted to fight with the countries in the south."

Tang Yin did not deny this statement. In fact, continuing to expand southward was indeed one of the important reasons why he moved his capital to Zhenjiang. However, he could also feel Yin Rou's worry about himself. He said with a smile: "no more fighting, no more fighting. The country also needs to recuperate after years of war. At least in a short time, I won't use troops abroad."

Yan Rou was overjoyed at the speech and raised her head excitedly. Her eyes were bright and charming. She looked at Tang Yin without blinking and asked, "Yin, really? Really won't fight again?"

With such an expression, Tang Yin really didn't want to spoil her good mood. He nodded slightly, scraped the tip of her nose and said with a smile, "well, it's true."

In other words, before the war broke out between Angola and Huan, he would no longer take the initiative to provoke disputes.

With Tang Yin's personal confirmation, Yin Rou felt at ease. Every time Tang Yin went out to fight, her life in the palace was difficult. She worried about his safety all day, for fear that one day the bad news would suddenly spread to Yancheng, and she couldn't even see his last face.

"It's great to stop fighting..."

Yan Rou closed her eyes and snuggled closer in Tang Yin's arms. Tang Yin also subconsciously tightened his arm around Yan rou. He didn't want Yan Rou to worry about himself, but to achieve his goal, foreign war was the only means, not one.

The relocation of Fengguo's capital began in full swing. Fortunately, Shangguan Yuanji and Qiu Zhen are both in Zhenjiang, so they can handle the affairs of Zhenjiang in time and make all preparations for the court to be relocated.

As the imperial court also moved to Zhenjiang, Shangguan Yuanji and Qiu Zhen were required to build another palace in Zhenjiang City in the shortest time.

As like as two peas, the former palace of moor palace is to be left to the royal residence. The palace of Tang Yin can only be built separately. However, the Treasury of the wind country is very rich. Even if it is not difficult to build a palace similar to that of the mowang palace, it is only a matter of time.

In order to build the wind palace, a large number of civil works have been carried out in Zhenjiang city. Thousands of mozen people have been ordered to relocate alone, which shows the scale of the new palace.

A new palace, which was almost identical to the scale of the Mo palace, was completed in more than four months under the supervision of Qiu Zhen and Shangguan Yuanji. The interior is also decorated with extraordinary luxury. Not only are there all kinds of rare treasures, but also the walls, columns, railings and other places are inlaid with gold and silver. The carpets paved on the ground are all introduced from the northern Bessa country. Even the rockeries used for decoration in the gardens are carried over as much as possible.

The Royal Palace is the facade of a country. In the past, Tang Yin always lived in the Royal Palace, which was limited by the national treasury. Now he annexed the state of Mo, and the National Treasury is abundant. Shangguan Yuanji and Qiu Zhen also decided to luxury once and build the inside and outside of the royal palace into the top, so as to avoid being looked down upon by other envoys when they came. They always said that the wind country is a remote and wild place.

When Fengguo moved its capital to Zhenjiang, Mo people were both expecting and vaguely afraid. They didn't know what kind of rule the Fengguo court would impose on Mo Di after entering Mo Di, whether it was loose Huairou or cold iron blood.

However, most Mo people are still optimistic. Since Fengguo must be in Zhenjiang, it shows that they attach great importance to Mo Di and want to manage Mo Di well. It is unlikely to reproduce the recent murder case.

Two and a half months later, a large number of materials in Yancheng had been transported to Zhenjiang first. At this time, Tang Yin finally ordered to move southward.

The large-scale imperial court, imperial court and the central legions with the most powerful military forces of Fengguo left Yancheng, the Fengdu city with a history of more than 1000 years, and headed south to Zhenjiang, the new capital of Fengguo.

On the day when the imperial court left Yancheng, almost all the people of Yancheng went out of the city to see each other off. The scene was a sea of people and could not be seen at a glance.

When Tang Yin drove out of the south gate, the people who had already gathered outside the city knelt down one after another. Many people cried on the spot, and the sad mood soon infected more people. For a moment, there were cries everywhere, and the sound of sad crying shook the sky.

In such a situation, Tang Yin can't sit still in the carriage. What he knows is to welcome the relocation of the capital. What he doesn't know is to think it's his own funeral!

He greeted ah San and ah Si outside the car and stopped the carriage. Then he got out of the car and looked up at Thursday and Monday. Well, he didn't see anything except people.

"Stop crying, everyone!" Tang Yin took a deep breath, raised her voice and said, "moving the capital is a happy event. Everyone is crying so much. Isn't it turning the happy event into a funeral? Get up quickly!"

"King, we don't want to let the king go..." people nearby shouted to Tang Yin with a trembling voice, and kowtowed forward as they said.

Although Tang Yin is belligerent and has used troops for many years, which has caused countless deaths and injuries to feng people, and even caused panic about the fault of the young and strong population, he also brought supreme glory and prosperity to the weak Feng country at the beginning. The people still love and respect Tang Yin in their hearts. Now the Feng country is going to move south to Zhenjiang thousands of miles away, Maybe I will never see the king's style in my life. The people are really sad from the bottom of their hearts.

Listening to the cries of the people, the hard hearted Tang Yin also felt a burst of sadness. He jumped down from the carriage, separated the numerous bodyguards around him, went directly to the people, stretched out his hand, first pulled up the people closest to him, and then waved to the people around him: "get up, get up, everyone get up quickly. Even if the capital is moved to Zhenjiang, the king will often return to Yancheng to visit his parents and villagers."

After a pause, he sighed gently and murmured, "what virtue can I have? How can I bother so many villagers to send them away from the city..." as he said, he took a half step back and bowed his hand to the people in front.

Plop! The people who had just been pulled up by him knelt down again, and those who had not stood up would not stand up. People kowtowed in return. The cry at the scene was not weakened, but higher. What's more, they cried out on the spot.

"Your Majesty, you'd better hurry back to the car! If you drag on like this, there's no time to end!" Zhang Xin came up to Tang Yin and whispered.

Tang Yin was really reluctant to leave after being sent away by the people of Yancheng, but it is imperative to move the capital. Now he can't go back. He crossed his heart, clenched his teeth, turned back, jumped into the carriage and sat in it.

"King -" Tang Yin closed her eyes expressionless as she listened to the cries of the people outside the car. If he really built a vast country in the future, he is still willing to return to Yancheng and spend the rest of his life here.

He has no roots in this world, but Yancheng is where he started. He thinks Yancheng should be his own root. Fallen leaves, after all, must return to their roots.

Moving the capital is not a marching war. It brings families and families, and there are many sundries. Its speed is much slower than that of a simple army. From Yancheng to Zhenjiang, if the army marched, it would be enough to arrive in a month and a half. But this time, it took more than three months to move the capital.