After looking at the name Xiao Ji had prepared for their child, Shang Changge paused for a moment, then asked Zhuihun the question she wanted to ask but hadn't dared to.
"What should we call our son?"
Xiao Ji's smile vanished, and not a trace of fatherly affection remained: "If it's a son, scold him first and then beat him, his name doesn't matter."
Shang Changge found it absurd and tried to persuade the childish, arrogant man who was arguing with his child to think of a boy's name.
The big-tailed wolf, whose resentment was greater than the sky, refused no matter what, and said that if all else failed, the brat could be named Dog Egg or Dog Leftovers. There's an old saying in the countryside: a child with a humble name is easier to raise.
The Vermilion Bird, not far away, was deadly: ...
The two exchanged a silent glance, then silently looked away, both gazing into the distance.
I thought through all the sad things, afraid that I might burst out laughing.
Xiao Gou Dan, Xiao Gou Sheng...
General, don't go too far... Pfft, cough!
Finally, the elderly mother, Shang Changge, couldn't bear to listen anymore. She felt that if it really was a boy, her son would be too pitiful. After thinking for a moment, a brilliant idea suddenly flashed into her mind, and she picked up a pen and wrote down a name—
Xiao Li.
Xiao Ji didn't care about the boy's name, so he had no objection. After glancing at it, he continued to hug his wife and praise her.
"Xiao Li? Not bad, he has the demeanor of a gentleman. Madam really knows how to choose a name."
Shang Changge nodded in agreement, put down her pen, and expressed her expectations for her child: "I hope he will be as polite and courteous as I am."
Be polite and courteous.
One sentence silenced everyone around the couple, both openly and secretly, especially the assassins and bodyguards who had fought and killed Shang Changge many times.
Is the politeness the princess speaks of their understanding of politeness...?
Husband and wife are one; others may not know, but Xiao Ji does. He chuckled. His cool lips kissed the tip of his wife's finger, acknowledging her presence.
"Yes, we should persuade people with courtesy."
The day after the Xiao family's visit, the couple received gifts delivered by someone sent by Xiao Zhen.
Eight carriages in total, filled with a lot of useful items, which shows Xiao Zhen's dedication.
Of course, there were also letters. Xiao Ji read and replied to the letters, which were nothing more than greetings and matters concerning the children.
In the days that followed, Qingyan's plan to strengthen the nation continued.
The changes in Qingyan were observed by the officials and people of this dynasty, and by other countries as well.
The fall of Jinlou shocked these small states; Jinlou was conquered by Xiao Ji's army.
In the previous massacres and battles, large and small, the general was Xiao Ji.
so,
To people from other countries, Xiao Ji, the invincible general who was a killing god of the enemy nation, was an even more terrifying existence than Emperor Qingyan.
After all, many of them had never met or understood Emperor Qingyan, but Xiao Ji's cruelty, ruthlessness, and abilities were undeniable.
They have heard of it, seen it, and some of these countries have even experienced it.
Xiao Ji, this name brings these small countries intimidation, fear, and hatred, and is a nightmare that represents death, defeat, and national demise when the two countries are at war!
Originally, upon hearing the good news that the God of Slaughter General had injured his left arm in the battle to annihilate Jinlou,
From royalty and nobility to commoners, everyone in these small countries was overjoyed, cheering and wishing Xiao Ji were dead.
However, the joy didn't last long.
The news spread that Princess Qingyan had found a renowned doctor and miraculous medicine for the God of Slaughter, which healed all of his wounds.
Well, it was all for nothing.
Their plans to see their nation's strength greatly diminished after Qingyan lost Xiao Ji, the god of war general, were shattered.
These small countries thought again, "Even if the wounds heal, people will still grow old, get sick, and die. The God of War general will eventually grow old and die!"
Suddenly, hope returned. What's the point of bowing down and submitting? This is called being a wise person who knows when to yield.
Dynasties rise and fall, but as long as Xiao Ji dies, their country will surely rise again!
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