[Group Wearing Song Dynasty] The Glory of the Sky

All this happened so suddenly that when other subordinates wanted to gather around to help disperse, Li Luan had already been splashed all over by these stinky things——

Her well-manicured long hair was dripping water constantly, and the clothes were full of dirt.

"Miss Li!"

"What are you doing?!"

The male colleague next to him showed anger and grabbed the shrew who was the leader. Others also rushed over to control them.

Li Luan's mind went blank at that moment when he was splashed. When he came back to his senses, he immediately took out the anti-wolf spray from his bag, and sprayed it directly at the eyes and noses of those people!

The troublemaker originally thought that he would be caught and beaten with a stick, but he didn't expect this slut to take out something, which made people burst into tears and snot, coughing and crying, unable to suppress this feeling, And even knelt down uncontrollably——

"What is this!!!"

"It's so spicy!!"

"Help!! I can't open my eyes at all!!"

The ingredient of the anti-wolf spray is capsaicin mustard extract. Before the thugs figured out what happened after spraying, each respiratory tract seemed to be breathing fire, and they began to howl while looking for water.

"Find a rope, tie it up and take it back to the police station."

Li Luan wiped off the dirt on his face with a tissue with a look of disgust, glanced at the dozen or so people who were completely incapable of fighting back, and only dutifully arranged the rest of the work, and then led the affected men to ride Drive back to the government area to take a shower and change clothes.

——If you go back by car, I'm afraid you won't be able to get the car, because the smell can't be washed off.

Since there were not enough bicycles, Kong Zhiyao rode one of them and drove her back.

Both of them looked quite embarrassed - let alone their hair and clothes, there was some unknown liquid in their shoes.

"Sister Li," Kong Zhiyao paid attention to the cars and horses passing by the roadside, wondering, "Why aren't you angry?"

Not only did those people come from unknown sources, but it was too much for them to do such wicked things.

Li Luan sighed, sat on the back seat of the car and said lightly: "Isn't this the first time?"

"What?" Kong Zhiyao said in shock, "Has anyone treated you like this before!"

"When you come to the Senate, you have to be prepared to be scolded and slandered." Li Luan looked at the pedestrians and the street, his eyes were indifferent: "No matter how scientific the decision is, there will be people who are angry because of a certain point in it." full of resentment."

"Demolish dangerous buildings and build new public areas. Some people feel that their Feng Shui has been broken, and they can't wait to pour a few buckets of pig's blood on the door of the office and refuse to vent their anger."

"These people are still shameless," Kong Zhiyao frowned and smelled the smell on his body, and said angrily, "If they have the ability, they can get in by themselves and become officials!"

Li Luan probably caught a cold because he didn't even have a towel on his body, so he sneezed suddenly.

"Who are you...?"

"...an intern." Kong Zhiyao said sullenly, "I have been in the Ministry of Construction for several months."

It turned out to be an internship.

Li Luan could never remember these trivial things, so he asked again: "Are you planning to come to the Senate in the future?"

Kong Zhiyao pedaled his bicycle, turned the bell to signal pedestrians to get out of the way, and replied honestly: "Not necessarily, I hate this job a little bit now."

"why?"

"It's thankless, it's exhausting work," he paused, and then added: "The point is, some people are so stupid and bad that I really want to beat them up—beat them up hard, The kind that's beaten into a pig's head!"

Those seductive old men who want to marry young girls forcibly, those demolition households who are still preoccupied with philistines, those passers-by who are in the way and can't manage their own cattle and horses, and today's psychopaths who come to throw dung out of nowhere!

Li Luan's laughter suddenly came from the back seat.

This iceberg can still laugh.Kong Zhiyao was a little surprised, he came back to his senses and said carefully: "Don't you think I'm extreme?"

Li Luan smiled and didn't speak, nor did he explain his thoughts.

There were four or five people who were splashed with dirty water. They took their clothes and took a bath under the amazed eyes of their colleagues. Everyone stayed in there for nearly an hour or two, wishing to rub their scalps clean inch by inch. Get rid of that lingering rancid smell.

Clothes stained with stinky water should naturally be thrown away—Kong Zhiyao threw away his pair of sneakers, and would rather step on slippers than look at those shoes covered in shit.

Long Yue just got off work from the hospital and came to deliver porridge to Li Luan, and he also heard the discussions in the office at this moment.

She waited outside a little nervously, wondering if this bowl of oyster porridge would be cold.

When Li Luan came out wiping his hair, he was completely bare-faced.

Her eyeliner and lipstick have been removed, and there is no trace of eye shadow and eyebrow powder. The smell on her body has not only been washed clean, but also scented with a faint rose scent.

When Long Yue looked up and saw her, he subconsciously called Sister Li.

With no makeup, she looked like a different person.

The fierce temperament has been weakened a lot, and the rather aggressive eyebrow and eye decorations are no longer there. The whole person looks pale and soft, and the lips have no blood.

The people in the office had almost left, Long Yue looked at her now, carefully took the towel to help her dry her hair, and asked in a low voice if she needed a cosmetic bag.

"No need." Li Luan wiped the water stains behind his ears, and glanced at her: "Aren't you taking classes in medical school?"

Long Yue paused, and said without changing his face: "Come to see Long Mu today, and I brought you a bowl of porridge by the way."

"Huh?" Li Luan dragged his voice a little too long: "Bring me some porridge?"

Long Yue helped her wipe the ends of her hair, and his voice was a little softer: "I've done too much, I can't finish it."

"That's it." Li Luan took the towel in her hand, and looked down at the girl: "Are you still used to staying in medical school?"

Her voice was low and magnetic, as if she was not asking about an unusual topic, but was interrogating her hidden emotions.

Hearing this voice, Long Yue's mind was in a mess, and his eyes fell on the rest on the side of his wrist.

"I..." She stammered, "Mmm..."

Li Luan casually rubbed her long hair, turned around and put the things away, not feeling anything wrong: "Let's go, have a bowl of porridge with me."

The oyster porridge is made with fresh fish soup. The smell of shallots and ginger has been removed. The porridge soup is smooth and delicious in the throat, which is quite nourishing.

Li Luan squinted his eyes and drank the porridge, watching Long Yue sitting beside him writing the preview notes for the medical class, and raised his hand to smooth her drooping hair behind her ears.

"Sister Li—" Kong Zhiyao came out with messy hair like a chicken coop, saw her drinking porridge, and subconsciously smelled it: "It smells so good!"

Li Luan shook the spoon and signaled, "Long Yue made it."

"Mr. Long is good! Xian! Hui!" Kong Zhiyao praised quite cooperatively: "You are so good-looking and can cook!"

Long Yue found out that this was a former student, he didn't know what to answer for a long time, so he nodded a little youthfully.

"You helped me block the dirty water today, thank you very much." Li Luan thought for a while, and untied a resin antler keychain: "I brought this back from Santorini before, I'll give it to you."

Kong Zhiyao subconsciously glanced at Mr. Long, who continued to write notes, bowed and thanked him for taking the keychain, and sighed: "I wanted to go abroad to play—it's not too much difference now. Yangzhou City is like going abroad."

Li Luan smiled and chatted with him a few more words, and after he left, he continued to concentrate on drinking porridge.

Long Yue wrote quietly beside him for a long time before he suddenly choked out a sentence: "That keychain is very beautiful."

"Do you like it too?" Li Luan glanced at her and said, "I'll give you one later."

Long Yue lowered his head, didn't know what he was fussing about, so he just said softly, no need.

"Long Yue." Li Luan looked at her, and suddenly said: "I noticed, look at my tattoo, several times."

Long Yue raised his head in a little panic, and explained: "I'm sorry...I just..."

"This is to cover up needle holes and knife wounds." Li Luan said gently, "When I used to feel pain, it was inconvenient to cut my wrists, so I used compasses or other things to pierce my wrists."

Cutting her wrists would make it difficult to die due to blood clots, and if she accidentally cut the wrong place and injured her nerves, it would affect her drawing and work.

When Li Luan talked about this matter, he was so calm and calm that it made people feel distressed.

But it seems that everything has passed, and the scar has healed, so it won't affect anything in my heart, and it won't hurt anymore.

At this moment, Long Yue suddenly lost his mind.

What will happen to such a resolute and independent sister when she cries?

She couldn't imagine this picture at all.

This person who shoots without hesitation, acts swiftly and resolutely, and does not panic when encountering anything...

What is it like to be vulnerable?

"I'm sorry..." She still didn't know how to respond, and said nervously, "I hope you feel better now."

"Thank you for the porridge you brought tonight, it's delicious." Li Luan's voice was gentle and quiet, as if he could comfort people's hearts: "No matter what happened before, it's over—even if it's not completely over, I can handle it by myself These things."

"Please don't worry about me."

Long Yue stared at her blankly, hesitated for a moment and said, "You look good today too."

"Yeah." Li Luan raised his hand and pinched her face, as if coaxing his own sister: "Be careful when you go home, it's getting late."

-

The dozen or so people were directly sent to the police station.

Because what they did was too much - they poured slop and dung when they came up, making their colleagues and bosses in a mess, so until they arrived at the police station, no one handed over to these weeping troublemakers. water and paper towels.

When Li Luan retaliated, he sprayed almost half a bottle of anti-wolf spray on everyone's eyes and noses, so that no one could slow down until it was dark, and they couldn't wipe off their noses and tears.

Their eyes were red and swollen from being rubbed, and their voices were hoarse when they spoke——

After the police found out about the situation, they calmly suppressed what Li Luan had done, and only ordered other people to work on other cases first, and wait for them to cry enough before taking notes.

The other young people from the Ministry of Construction who became eyewitnesses were a little puzzled.

According to the logic, Minister Li has been busy with work during this time, if he can work overtime for three consecutive days and still have the energy to seduce other men... then he is really Iron Man.

Not to mention Minister Li, they finished their projects for a while, and they all slept like dead pigs when they got home.

Why call her a slut and whore?

Seeing that the aborigines were almost crying, the little police ordered the brothers to interrogate them one by one, and let them wipe their tears and snot on the wall randomly, thinking that they were really illiterate and unable to communicate.

Many people don't know what their name is, and some people try to play dumb and don't cooperate with the police.

Only the aunt who led the trouble was the least courageous. She only frightened her a little with a baton, and tremblingly, she did everything.

It turned out that there was a Chen family nearby, and there was a concubine daughter who was only 15 years old.

Originally, they wanted to marry her to the more powerful old man Gao as a concubine, but because Yangzhou City was occupied by Linguo and a ban was issued, this matter was messed up.

Then, the Gao family couldn't bear the harsh and rude requirements of Linguo, so they moved collectively to other places.

The Chen family, who is not slippery, can't climb other high branches, and their daughter can't get married, so they are suffocating in their hearts.

Who would have imagined that this concubine not only dared to go out for a walk every day like those prostitutes in Linguo, but also cheated the old mother at home, bribed the servant who was staring at her, and slipped to some kind of ball-the next day Linguo The man from here came over and asked her out to play!

This is a slap in the face of the Chen family!They are hitting their master Chen in the face!

It's fine if you don't marry, but what does it mean to go out to play?When their maid-to-be is a laughing slut?

The Chen family didn't dare to quarrel with that man. They heard that he was from the government, so they might not be able to offend him.

But everyone knows that this dance was organized by the bitch who wandered around the street that day!

That woman with the bare chest, backless, disheveled hair, it's fine if she's not a proper professional, and she wanders around the street with a group of men and women all day long, she doesn't know what she's doing!

The neighbors and relatives near Chen's house all knew about their daughter, and started to tease and ridicule endlessly. The old man Chen was so angry that his guts grew evil from his heart, and he ordered his servants to humiliate that promiscuous woman!

It's her who wants to bring down the atmosphere of Yangzhou city and make all the women restless!

What a bullshit dance party, it's scandalous!

Several police officers frowned and finished the notes, unable to speak for a long time.

It's terrible, this feels more troublesome than going to the valley to handle a case... What kind of people are they.

"Is there anything else you want to add?" Police Officer Dou frowned and said, "If you don't have anything, we will replace you."

"My lord! The official! This old slave is following the orders of the master at home. This old slave can't help it." The aunt who took the lead in throwing dung cried quite aggrieved: "If there is anything, don't embarrass the little one, go Tell Master Chen!"

Officer Dou glanced at his subordinates, called a meeting temporarily, and decided to call someone to notify Mr. Chen to redeem him.

Old man Chen is an old scholar. He has a son, three daughters and two concubines in his family, and he still has a lot of land in his hands.

He can't get fame, but he can at least recite two lines of arty poems. Occasionally, he invites two famous people to his house for a meal, and he feels extraordinarily radiant.

He originally thought about letting it out, but it is absolutely impossible for the official to take care of these things. He must just make an apology and nothing will happen.

Who would have thought that after dark, the gang of servants would not come back—there was no one at home to cook!

After a while, the police came to the door and told him to go to the police station to redeem him in person!

Officer Dou looked at Mr. Chen who was wearing a long robe and wide boots, thinking what was going on.

"You're a disturbance of law and order, affecting the appearance of the city, and after being identified, you and your servants will be detained for fifteen days and asked to pay a fine."

"What?" Old Man Chen's eyes widened, "Why should I go to jail?"

"That woman—isn't that woman a prostitute?" Although he was afraid of the uniform worn by Police Officer Dou, he refused to admit it: "She can walk through the city with her servants. My men are throwing dung in the wrong place. This is going to be punished?!"

"First of all, the prostitute you mentioned is the Minister of Construction of our country. Converted to the official position of the Song Dynasty, it is also a second to third grade." Officer Dou took a deep breath: "Secondly, no matter whether the person you hurt is male or female, whether there is any Official family properties are all within our protection."

Second to third grade? !

Old man Chen almost lost his breath.

He knows that the people of Linguo are so powerful that women can be officials without having their feet bound——

But that woman with her breasts exposed is actually a second-rank official? !

He poured dung all over a senior official whose coat could embroider a unicorn? !

This - how is this possible!

"Yes, I want to stress this again. Our officials and public servants are both male and female, and everyone is protected by the law." Officer Dou has obviously dealt with this kind of dispute too many times, and even his lines are fluent : "Please pay the fine directly and prepare to be detained with your servant for fifteen days."

"You're lying to me—you're absolutely lying to me! Did that woman pay you?" Master Chen suddenly stood up and said firmly, "If I splash a second-rank official with dung, I should be dead by now! How can I speak!"

As soon as he yelled out these words, the audience fell silent.

Four or five police officers stood beside him, looking at the old man like a monster.

How can a person be so contemptuous and self-deprecating to such an extent...

Officer Dou looked at him with an indescribable expression, and said after a long while: "If you want to die, I can apply to the higher-ups, maybe I can set a precedent for you."

Mr. Chen saw that everyone in the surrounding officials looked serious and didn't mean to be joking at all, so he collapsed on the ground with a pale face.

This time, it was really a joke.

The amateur life of Yangzhou people is getting richer and richer.

At the beginning, it was the establishment of four squares and the opening of lectures.

——If you get the booklet, you can get a stamp after each lecture, and you can get free ice lemonade if you collect all four.

——The lemonade tastes sour and sweet, it's really a new thing.

The lectures are now taken over by volunteers and interns from the Senate. The content is different, but basically they are clear and informative, and have a certain degree of popular science and enlightenment.

Then came the broadcast of the news.

Every night at eight o'clock, the speakers all over the city will play a piece of music with the characteristics of Linguo, and then start broadcasting the news.

The news content includes the introduction of new policies, agricultural reform and harvest, the situation of exchanges between the two countries, and new things happening in the city——

For example, how Mr. Chen Shixiang instigated his servants to violate the law and discipline, and was finally detained for [-] days together.

Strange to say, Chen Shixiang's incident seemed logical at first, but after it was widely advertised and the names of all the people involved were broadcasted throughout the city, the vast majority of Yangzhou people I can feel an uncomfortable sense of shame.

And after the Chen family came out of the detention center, how dare they stay in this place where the whole family was criticized, and left Yangzhou city overnight with their daughter.

Generally, when these news are broadcast, the announcer will read the relevant analysis draft, explain the relevant truth clearly, explain the reason of the matter, and the social concept believed by Linguo.

"Anyone has the right to freely choose hairstyles, clothing, and makeup—"

"Prostitution is strictly prohibited in Yangzhou City. Recently, three illegal places have been investigated and dealt with. The women involved have been sent to the Civil Affairs Bureau for labor re-education—"

Some old-fashioned people who refused to leave tried to cover those speakers with quilts—they didn’t dare to smash these things that can transmit sound for thousands of miles, for fear of being charged with a big crime and losing their heads, they wanted to block their mouths.

But even if the speaker is wrapped tightly by three layers inside and outside, the sound is loud and clear, and it can pass through several courtyards.

With the joint efforts of the Bureau of Culture and the Bureau of Medicine, the popularization of vaccines has become easier and easier.

Song Yue knew that these people were not enlightened, no matter how peaceful the day was, she still held a breath in her heart and dared not relax.

I'm really afraid that these people will move around when they are vaccinated, and the needle will break in the flesh, and they will make some noise again.

She was sitting in the car about to go to the Senate for a meeting, looking down at the unfinished items in the notes, when suddenly the secretary slammed on the brakes and forced the swear words back from her mouth.

"What's up with this girl—"

Song Yue raised her head and saw a dirty little girl who was almost hit by a car, slamming on the car door and talking loudly.

She hurriedly opened the door and got out of the car, asking, "Are you okay?"

"Help me—I don't want to be a house slave anymore, help me—" The little girl's eyes were full of tears: "They are chasing after me!"

Sure enough, before the child could explain anything, four or five men dressed as servants came behind, apparently wanting to take her back.

"Stop!" Song Yue subconsciously protected the little girl behind her, and frowned, "What are you doing!"

The servant saw a 50-[-]-year-old Linguo woman in front of him, looked at each other, and explained: "This girl is a servant who ran out of our house, and we are here to take her back."

Song Yue looked back, the little girl was shaking with fright, shaking her head desperately.

"Don't go back yet!" The man shouted: "The contract is for 20 years! Is there any place for you to run!"

Song Yue ignored the dust and dirt on the girl's body, carefully squatted down and hugged her, and asked, "How old are you?"

"Ten... fifteen."

But because of malnutrition, she looked as old as a ten-year-old child in Linguo.

Song Yue sighed, got up and said, "Go to the police station to discuss this matter, and say that Director Song took the man away."

"Director Song?" Jia Ding showed a blank expression on his face.

The word director, I heard it means a high official!

Although this woman looks a bit old, she is still a woman, but maybe she is really an official?

"Come with me, we'll talk about it in the car if we have anything to do." Song Yue stroked her messy and dry hair, and led the child into the car.

The servants stood stiffly beside the strange iron car, no one dared to stop it.

-

Song Yue picked up a child on the way, and she was really embarrassed.

She is indeed capable of raising this child, but in the future if more and more women hear about this and throw all the abandoned babies who cannot be supported by the family to her, it will be a big trouble.

There were welfare facilities in both the Northern and Southern Song dynasties, such as Futian Courtyard, Nursing Home, Anjifang, Louze Garden, etc., all of which had the function of housing the elderly, the sick, the disabled, and unclaimed corpses.

However, with the outbreak of war, the widening gap between the rich and the poor, and the deterioration of social security, the effectiveness of orders from above has gradually diminished, and many facilities have become useless.

Even in the case of falling food prices, abandoned babies in Yangzhou City continued to appear, and the troubles were overwhelming.

Although the Civil Affairs Bureau has set up a sales center, not only to accept abandoned babies and women who seek help, but all kinds of expenses are endless, and it can only be said that it is within the scope of the government's ability.

After all, Song Yue is a mother and grandmother who raised several children. It is impossible for her to transfer the little girl directly to a sales home. She only asked the secretary to take the child back to the apartment to help take care of it. Will come back and have a look.

After she finished her work, the child had already packed up quickly, and was waiting outside the Senate House held by the secretary.

The little girl was thin and pale, her bones were as thin as hemp sticks, and her face was so timid that she didn't dare to look at others.

"I have asked everything clearly," the secretary was quite responsible, took the document from Bureau Song in one hand, and explained: "My father died of illness, my mother remarried, and my stepmother sold her to be a slave, forcing her to sign a contract to work."

Song Yue frowned and asked, "What's the name of this child?"

"Yitao," the little girl whispered, "Song Yitao."

Song Yue's heart moved, seeing her cute and timid appearance, she was even more reluctant to send her to a sales home.

"Yitao," she squatted down, and asked seriously, "Do you want to follow me, learn to read and write, and go to school?"

The little girl looked into her eyes, and said hesitantly, "But my salary... was taken away."

Song Yue smiled helplessly, touched her face and said, "I'll be your adoptive mother, okay?"

From now on, you don't have to serve tea and water for anyone, and you will be busy day and night.

Let me give you a childhood, okay?

Golden Country, Tokyo.

"What?" Wan Yanyong frowned: "Is it really the same as what Tang Yi guessed?"

As soon as Huang Shi heard this name, he was very angry, and he dared not have any other emotions in front of the emperor. He gritted his teeth and said, "Your Majesty, the people in Linguo are too weird—they brought out a wooden box, There is also a night pearl inlaid on it, the size of an egg, and when Wei Chen tells a lie, the pearl will glow red! There is no way to hide it!"

After listening to his report, Wan Yanyong felt that this matter had exceeded his expectations.

Can Linguo people become immortals?

What is Yunqi?Happy Buddha?

"Did they really say that if they don't see those two Linguo people, they won't do business with us?"

"It's absolutely true, how dare I lie to you!" Huang Shisheng was afraid of being angered, knelt down and continued: "The head of state also said that he only saw one side, and the two Linguo people will not care whether they live or die. .”

in spite of?

Then why do you want to meet?

Wanyan Yong thought to himself that this is really strange.

No wonder King Hailing couldn't break through the Iron Curtain before.

None of the Linguo people were good, they were all monsters—it was impossible to figure out what they were thinking.

You know, it is already an exception for Jin Guo to let go and even sell iron ore.

In the past four countries, the sale of things such as iron ore horses was strictly prohibited, and neither Song, Jin, Mengxi nor Xi could break this rule.

At that time, the Xixia people tried their best to buy pig iron from the Song and Jin countries, but no one would pay any attention to the high price, because this matter was related to the strength of the army, and there was no joke at all.

——Could it be that Song Guo has already started to provide pig iron to Lin Guo?

Or is it that Linguo's weapons don't need iron at all?

Although Wan Yanyong knew that Yun and Tang were familiar with Linguo's affairs, he didn't ask them everything.

This army that was able to forge the Iron Curtain and destroy Wanyan Liang without bloodshed had already proved its own strength.

Needless to say, Jin Guo, Song Guo may have to rush to send things, and send what is missing.

As far as the military strength of Linguo is concerned, what kind of mineral goods are really fancy, once troops are dispatched to fight, it is not something that can be solved by killing 2 or [-] people.

The state of Song is so close to the state of Lin, how dare to offend this great Buddha?

Originally Wan Yanyong himself didn't really believe in the matter of buying and selling arms, but he sent someone to try it out and found that it was really possible.

If Jin Guo could equip them with artillery and sharp guns, it would be easier to conquer Mongolia and the Southern Song Dynasty!

"Arrange people again, send my uncle and uncle to take Prime Minister Zuo and Na Yunqi to Linguo to discuss business matters."

Wan Yanyong frowned, thinking quickly in his mind: "Just bring Yunqi, keep an eye on Tang Yi."

The official who was waiting for the servant looked stunned: "Then Yunqi..."

That Yunqi is a disaster, and sending her back to the Lin Kingdom might be beneficial to the Jin Kingdom.

"My words don't work anymore?" Wan Yanyong said coldly, "Aren't you going?"

"Your Majesty—I dare to ask, this Yun Qi has a treacherous mind and is likely to plan to escape from surveillance. Do you need to send additional people to control her?"

"No, if she runs away, let her run." Wan Yanyong took a deep breath and said, "Call my uncle to come over, and then talk about this mission to the country."

Whether Tang Yi himself can be trusted is uncertain.

But Yun Qi is a very dangerous person, and this is something that all high-level officials can confirm.

Leaving aside her profound talents and knowledge, the dangerous thing is that she has no purpose at all.

Wan Yanyong is a king, a person who must control the overall situation, he cannot allow an uncontrollable existence to appear on his chessboard.

Tang Yi was selfish and cold-blooded to the extreme, and the Linguo people who lived like pigs and dogs were also very easy to control.

Only this Yunqi...

She does things without purpose.

It doesn't seem like there is any deep hatred in his heart, and he doesn't care about the life and death of Lin Guo or Jin Guo. He drifts to the extreme—and doesn't even have the slightest desire to survive.

So anomalous.

Even if he knelt down to serve this kind of courtier, he would not dare to use it.

There were three high-ranking officials, two foreign envoys, and Mrs. Yunqi of that county in the final set of missions.

Since Liu Xi had indicated that two people from Linguo should go there, then he should bring those useless Wei Yuan and Yun Qi there.

Tang Yi is an official he can control and use, and he will never let go.

Li Shi, as the younger brother of Wanyan Yong's biological mother, that is, his uncle, is not only upright and good at fighting, but also serves as a general and prime minister.

When Wan Yanyong sent him out this time, he was indeed sending out his most trusted person.

They met again this time and made a list of deals.

This list was only for Tang to review, and it was written in great detail.

Most of the things they need are things that can strengthen and enrich the country:

Linguo's rice and corn seeds—it is said that the yield is abundant, and they are naturally resistant to pests.

The armed equipment of Linguo - it is said that it can kill people thousands of miles away, or it can breathe fire and set fog.

Wireless communication equipment——According to the spies they placed in the Song Dynasty, the emperor of the Song Dynasty can now transmit voices thousands of miles away and send officers and soldiers far away!

Antibiotics and other modern medicines—although Wan Yanyong didn't know what they were, according to Tang Yi's explanation, these medicines had the effect of bringing the dead back to life, comparable to magic pills.

……

Everything on this list sounds like something out of a ghost novel.

What kind of crops are like trees, can bear abundant fruits, and can also grow on the dry land in the north...

What kind of weapon can breathe fire and fog...

Is there really such a thing?

Even if there was, why did Linguo sell it to them?

Not to mention that the ministers didn't believe it, even Wan Yanyong felt that Tang Yi was farting.

But since he farted for real last time, he had to try again this time.

Wan Yanyong himself had actually heard so many rumors about Linguo, and he was dubious about the rumor that 'Yangzhou is a city of sages'.

He even wanted to go there several times to see the Ye Mingzhu who can tell the truth from the false, the ghost car that can run without a horse, and the sky bird that killed Wan Yanliang.

——In order to save your life, it is better to stay away from that ghostly place for the time being.

Before the second foreign mission, he went to Yun Mansion again.

The woman was still playing the flute intermittently, with the same expression as usual.

There is neither the joy of returning to my hometown, nor the relief of finally leaving here.

"Yunqi."

Wan Yanyong looked at this weird woman, and suddenly said, "Why didn't you die?"

He intuitively felt that she didn't want to live.

But he didn't kill himself, nor did he do anything else.

Yun Qi stopped playing the flute, looked up at him, and asked, "Why didn't you seek death?"

Wan Yanyong's heart sank, knowing where this woman must have heard about the hatred of his dead wife.

In this regard, there is no difference between him and Tang Yi, they both live a sinister and selfish life.

"For myself." He said the real reason for the first time, as if he was also answering the question deep in his heart.

"I'm different." Yun Qi lowered his head and smiled, his voice was cold and sad: "I have prepared for more than ten years, but it turned into nothing overnight."

"What you want will never be found, and you will never die if you are obsessed with it."

I'm...the most ridiculous person.