When the male protagonist of the invincible novel meets the overbearing president

Lang Xiu Yu looked at Tang Qi with hope, and he was a little at a loss.

He has ambitions and ideals, but how old is he now? If the war starts now, no matter how great his ambitions are, he will have no time to realize them.

"Don't worry. War requires time to plan. Often, we won't act easily if we are not sure."

Tang Qi's meaning was very clear. There were only some signs now. They should test the Dajing Empire and launch an attack only when they were absolutely sure.

Even though the Dajing Empire has gradually declined in recent years, its reputation remains.

If these countries had launched a war abruptly without understanding the enemy, they would not have survived to this day.

And ever since the Dajing Empire defeated those dozen countries, these surviving small countries are all guys who can judge the situation.

The Dajing Empire has never lacked wars over the years, but they have all been small-scale fights, and many of them were intended to test the situation.

There were frequent fights before, but now they are less and less. Until the past ten years, there have been no fights at all, not even harassment.

This is very telling; they are accumulating strength.

"It's really a storm coming!" Lu Yanxu stood up with a somersault, walked over in a nonchalant manner, and said in a gangster tone.

Lang Xiuyu was somewhat relieved, as he knew all these principles. But this incident happened suddenly, and he was really caught off guard.

He stood there in a daze, and it was only then that he finally caught his breath.

Meng Qing came up from behind him, patted his back comfortingly, and soothed him with his eyes.

"Brother Lang, there are many things we can't rush. We might as well redouble our efforts so that we can cope with sudden wars in the future!"

Meng Qing doesn't talk big, nor is he very good at comforting people. He only knows that what he can do now is to practice martial arts, practice martial arts, and practice martial arts.

"Okay, okay, now you have no power and no influence, what else can you do except study? Stop worrying about those things and hurry up and review!"

Lu Yanxu slapped Lang Xiuyu on the shoulder, causing him to stagger.

Lang Xiu Yu didn't take care of her own body and let herself fall. Fortunately, Meng Qing caught her.

Because he was a little lonely, his power was too weak now. He hadn't even inherited the position of prime minister, so what big talk was there?

He nodded dejectedly, turned around and walked back to his mansion.

Meng Qing was a little at a loss. He looked at his brothers who were about to walk away, then turned back to look at his heartless and ungrateful master.

Suddenly I feel it is so difficult for me to do this.

"Why are you looking at me? Go comfort your brother. Now is the time to show what it means to be a good brother. Go now!"

Lu Yanxu said this in annoyance and kicked Meng Qing on the butt, almost making him fall flat on his face. Fortunately, he managed to keep his balance.

Meng Qing could only scratch his head and hurriedly caught up with Lang Xiu Yu.

Tang Qi sighed, he put his arm around Lu Yanxu's arm, and rested his face on his shoulder, looking a little weak.

"Yan Xu, you say... Xiu Yu is such a sensitive child, will she overthink it?"

Lu Yanxu said bluntly: "That's for sure."

He grabbed Tang Qi, hugged him from behind, and then put his head on Tang Qi's neck.

He sniffed the faint fragrance and said slowly:

"Wife, don't worry about that boy. He has a fragile heart. You have comforted him so many times, but now he still breaks down, doesn't he?"

Tang Qi was helpless. Lang Xiu Yu was a child with obvious strengths and weaknesses.

He looked at Lu Yanxu's big eyes, which were sharp and sharp with a hint of coldness.

"You, if you're jealous, just say it."

Lu Yanxu curled his lips and said, "Tsk! He's already such a big boy, but he still needs you, Madam, to comfort him every day! Really!"

Tang Qi patted his head.

"Okay, okay, I'm just trying to comfort you. Don't be angry."

Only then did Yan Xu the little dog shake his head, wagged his tail, happily picked up Tang Qi and walked into the house.

"Let's go! Madam hasn't played the piano to her heart's content yet, let's continue now~"

……

Sometimes, it turns out that being too stubborn can really get you killed.

Lang Xiuyu and Meng Qing have become extremely hardworking in the past year. Many times, Tang Qi couldn't help but tell them to slow down.

Because they work too hard and try too hard.

Their talents were already very high among mortals, but they were mortals after all, and the result of such efforts would only consume their lifespan and vitality.

Every day, I start at 11:00 a.m. and end at 7:00 p.m., and in between I only eat and study. Although I am forced to arrange some relaxing activities.

But this was only the time for the two of them to relax for about an incense stick after teaching.

After class, they will practice on their own.

Meng Qinglian didn't even have time to hang out with Xiao Taohua.

There was nothing that could be done about it, as the situation in the court was getting worse and worse.

From the beginning, they can also relax and leave more time for sleep.

But as time goes by, the contradictions in the country become more and more intensified and time becomes more and more urgent.

Now the entire court can hear rumors that several countries outside have already joined forces.

But the Dajing Empire remained as unshakable as a mountain.

Are they really as immovable as a mountain?

Yes and no. The country was divided into two groups, one of which believed that the alliance of these countries posed a great threat to the country.

Another group believes that these countries are not a problem and can be easily resolved with the country's national strength.

One still has some brains, and the other is so conceited that he can't recognize himself.

All I can say is that this country has smart people.

But, if any.

Because the first faction accounts for less than one-third of the people.

What a huge disparity in power. They simply couldn't stop the second faction from becoming arrogant, and even had great difficulty in restraining their steps.

Look, the people of the second faction have already started to raise troops for war.

I haven’t mentioned this before, but the Dajing Empire has actually been peaceful for fifty years.

The country is divided like this, and has been at peace for so long. Even the most valiant warriors have been silenced, and even the most ambitious writers have been smoothed over by the world.

They have all the military power, but they cannot fight. They have all the knowledge, but they cannot command.

Now, those small countries that were suppressed by the Dajing Empire have put aside their past grudges, united together, and worked together to create greater glory.

But this behemoth, which was able to defeat a dozen small countries around it and made them flee in fear fifty years ago, has long been bloated and hollowed out by alcohol and sex.

So, history is a cycle.

Didn’t this boomerang hit you on the head?

Up to now, the only effort made by the Dajing Empire is to gather its troops, but it is extremely perfunctory.

In the past one hundred years, the ever-victorious army, the Changwei Army, which had won every battle and had a great reputation, had given the people, the emperor, and the ministers too much confidence.

So much so that they believed that as long as the Changwei Army was there, there would be no battle that could not be won.

How do they know?

Time is the most wasted thing. Fifty years is half of a person's life.

Is it possible for someone who has been lazy for half his life to suddenly become diligent?

The answer is impossible.

The prime minister belongs to the first faction. They advocate not to take the initiative to provoke the enemy, but to train the soldiers and prepare food before going to war.

But the king and his subjects are of one mind, and even the king is a member of the second faction. How can they succeed?

Therefore, Lang Xiu Yu became more anxious.

This year, they just turned 18 and came of age, which is the most important stage in their lives.

But one of them had already made up his mind to go back to the imperial city to win over some connections and strive to gain a certain position in the court. The other one resolutely joined the army, wanting to unite the army's strength with his own ideas and strength.

But they all know that the road ahead is difficult and arduous: fifty years of entrenched ideology, fifty years of laxity, and fifty years of corruption.

The wheel of history is about to crush them hard.

Can this really succeed?