Chapter 1855: 3.301 Great Deal

Chapter 1855 3.301 The Emperor's Transaction
Jing Linyao slammed the door and walked out of the room. The rest was full of anger, and Mrs. Jing, who had some white lips, and Jing Wuyao, who was crying, were unrelated.
Jing Yan Yaowa burst into tears and rushed into her mother's arms, "Slut slut! Mother, look at that slut, she actually insulted me like this ..."
That aggressive, high-spirited attitude is really disgusting!
"Well, don't cry." Mrs. Jing held her daughter distressed and comforted quietly. "The priority now is to find a way to marry into the Mo family as soon as possible. At that time, you will be a princess, even if your eldest sister is in you My father has a face, and his identity cannot be compared with you. "
Jing Qiyao, who looked like an air, glanced at the mother and daughter in disgust, and smiled at the blink of an eye, "Mother said, you must not be too sad, little girl. Get up and let the girls Give you swelling, but don't really hurt your face when you look back. "
"Yes," Mrs. Jing nodded again and again. "What your second sister said, get up."
Jing Linyao stepped out of the Inn's Tianzi Room, and a cold face kept her hair calm. "How many people did the stupid send?"
"The dog next to Miss Three went to a meeting and ordered Qiu obei to take two or three hundred people to chase and block. Our people failed to stop them. It was a subordinate and so on."
"It's just ridiculous!" Jing Linyao didn't hit a spot, and shot it on the second floor with a big palm.
Several maids lowered their heads and did not dare to talk.
"Xin Lan, take some people right away, remember to wipe everything clean, and don't have anything to do with our Pangu tribe."
"It's a princess."
Throughout the Pangu tribe, Jing Linyao was the only person who could let all the tribe bow their heads and be willing to call Princess Jing.
As for the patriarch's second daughter and three daughters, they are all embroidered pillows, and everyone usually calls them Miss Two and Miss Three.
Jing Linyao returned to her room, sitting on a chair, and pinched her brows tiredly.
The speed of sand subsidence is fast. Just in the first half of this year, their ethnic groups lost many people and animals because of the sand subsidence.
Many people fell down along with the fallen sand in their sleep and failed to struggle.
If this continues, the entire Pangu tribe will soon be wiped out by the harsh living environment of the Aurora Sands.
They can no longer remain silent like this, they must step out of the sand and into Divine Land.
There are nearly 200,000 people in the Pangu tribe. It is naturally impossible for so many people to flock to the mainland of China at one time without first negotiating with the emperor.
However, as a result of the negotiation, the Pangu tribe must surrender 20,000 elite soldiers, and leave the patriarch's only son as the proton in Shenzhou Emperor.
The Emperor of Divine Land promised that Qingyue, the city closest to the sandy land, would be allocated to the Pangu people.
But the offerings that must be offered each year are also a major headache.
The Pangu people wanted to migrate, but the Pangu people didn't want to go extinct.
According to the calculation of Emperor Shenzhou, the mentality of Pangu people may be smoothed out within a few years, and the entire ethnic group will probably become a vassal of Shenzhou.
Jing Linyao reached out and held her aching head, and sighed.
"Princess," said a maid in a deep voice.
(End of this chapter)