After paying their respects to Ping Yidao, the three people happily returned home.
Of course, they went to Marquis Jingan fu.
Everyone was still waiting.
According to the usual routine, as long as the new girl was introduced to the members of the harem, everyone would smile at each other and call each other sisters. They would instantly become good friends and happily chat with each other before leaving the main character to the side.
The clothes were torn in Tucson. How could such a thing happen?
— — What the f * ck, it really appeared!
Under Sun Lang's perplexed gaze, Young Miss Zhao and Yinluo greeted Lu Shu-jen with a smile. Their faces were filled with hypocritical smiles as they inquired about her well-being and flattered her without any sense of competition. As the saying goes, don't hit a smiling person. Master Lu also happily responded.
As a result, everyone's topic of conversation naturally changed to women's skin care and such. After all, Lu Shu-jen was a world-renowned doctor. Then, Sun Lang was left to the side.
But from time to time, Yinluo and Young Miss Zhao would cast a meaningful glance at him … …
The meaning of this gaze shouldn't be "Just you wait, you womanizer" or something like that.
Instead, it was something more subtle and dangerous … …
Sun Lang silently hooked his finger at Courrier, who was sitting at the side.
Young Miss Mao had always had her eyes on top of her head and was very arrogant. She disdained to interact with Master Lu, this kind of person who could only be used to run points. When she introduced him, she just nodded her head and dealt with it. And Lu Shu-jen's temper was actually not much better than a firecracker. With Young Miss Mao acting so arrogant, she also wouldn't stick her warm face to her.
So Courrier stood up and followed Sun Lang out of the room.
"I have a bad feeling … …" Young Miss Zhao's bell-like laughter came from inside the room. Sun Lang pursed his lips and said, "Did the two of them eat the wrong medicine?"
"That imperial cow has never eaten the right medicine."
Courrier snorted, "But that woman surnamed Zhao is very scheming. There must be a reason for her to act like that."
Sun Lang frowned. "… What's the reason?"
Mao Mei said, "I'm not too sure. I only know that not long ago, Zhao Feihuang dragged Akiro to her room in a hurry. The two of them whispered for a long time …"
Sun Lang's eyes widened. "The two of them are actually talking about the same thing?"
Courrier shrugged. "I was also very curious, so I wanted to go over and listen. But for some reason, once I got close, I was discovered by them … Sigh, has a cow's nose become so sensitive?"
I don't think so … Most likely, Miss Zhao's psychic ability sensed your approach.
Sun Lang's heart was filled with suspicions. This Miss Zhao and Yin Luo were simply natural enemies. The two of them were actually able to hide in the secret room for such a long time. If they weren't having sex, then they must be carrying out some kind of dirty transaction. Their abnormal behavior and overly enthusiastic attitude towards Master Lu … were simply too suspicious.
… Could, could it be!?
— Could it be that they had learned from some unknown channel that Auntie Lu also had the ability to resist the Great Health Force and realized the extreme crisis brought by this matter? In order to eliminate the sudden appearance of a competitor, the two women who had always been at odds with each other decided to join forces?
— So, the next routine was for the two of them to feign civility with Auntie Lu, lower her guard, and get closer to each other. Then, on a dark and windy night, they tricked Auntie Lu into drinking the Strength Dispersing Medicine. Then, Miss Zhao smashed the cup as a signal, and Yinluo, the executioner wearing a power armor and holding a flaming hatchet, rushed in and cut open Auntie Lu's lower abdomen. Then, with a twisted smile, Miss Zhao reached her hand into the wound a few times. Her face was stained with blood, and she said with a smile, "Hehehe, liar, there is no child at all …"
"…" Courrier's expression was subtle. "What are you thinking?"
"Day in Mingzhou."
"Huh?"
"… Forget it." Sun Lang waved his hand with a subtle expression.
Mao Mei's intuition was very good. She looked suspicious and said, "I feel that you are very strange today."
Sun Lang laughed and said, "It's just your illusion. What's wrong with me?
Do you want to say that I am afraid?
Are you kidding? I am so powerful, what would I be afraid of?
Is there anything in this world that can make me afraid?
Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie, I'm the strongest!!! "
"…" Mao Mei sighed and did not speak.
Sun Lang immediately changed the subject. "Speaking of which, how is Li Huo doing?"
After these days of negotiation and communication, the previous verbal agreement between Sun Lang and the Ancestor of Origin, The Devil, had gradually turned into actual terms. Perhaps with the Will of Fire pushing and pressuring, Li Huo was very efficient. It was said that the first batch of trading goods in the agreement would soon arrive.
Hearing this, Courrier was refreshed.
Mao Mei was entrusted by Sun Lang to be one of the candidates in charge of contacting Li Huo. After all, she held a high position in the Church and knew many secrets in detail. With her there, she would not be fooled, although the possibility of being fooled was very small. Such an appointment made Mao Mei very happy.
In fact, although she did not know when Sun Lang had negotiated such a big deal with Li Huo, and did not know how he had done it, it was not important. What was important was that this agreement had allowed Sun Lang to pick up a huge bargain. This man had the ability to reach this point, which already showed that her choice at the beginning was incomparably correct — this man undoubtedly had the aptitude and ability of a king.
Anyway, she had now changed her master, so she had no psychological pressure to help Sun Lang move things from Li Huo to the new home. After all, plundering and robbing, for her who believed in the law of the jungle, was as normal as eating, walking, drinking water, and sleeping.
Therefore, she said, "Previously, the first batch of negotiators had arrived at the border of the two countries by fast mobile vehicles and carried out preliminary contact with us. Humph, strange. Why didn't I know that the efficiency of the bureaucratic system was so high? It's as if the court is supervising them 24/7 …"
Sun Lang smiled. "This is a good thing … It's said that the first batch of aid materials is about to arrive, big brother?"
Hearing this, Courrier showed a sarcastic smile on his face. "To some extent, it is indeed 'materials'. It seems that these bureaucrats are still a little dissatisfied …"
Sun Lang heard this and his expression changed. "Could it be?"
Courrier sneered. "They gave us a small stumbling block … They said that although Li Huo has a large territory and a large treasury, everything has to be done in secret. Therefore, to secretly mobilize such a large amount of materials and funds, it will take a period of preparation work. Only a portion of the materials are ready-made, and they are not far from Ming Province, so they can be sent over at the fastest speed."
Sun Lang smiled. "It's almost as I guessed. I also thought that those felons would be sent over first, so I went to ask Qi Guanyan if he was interested in being an instructor. But now, it seems that it is faster than I thought."
Courrier said lightly, "The Gulag … Those felons come from the notorious Gulag Purgatory, where the most dangerous criminals in Li Huo are imprisoned."
Sun Lang's eyes lit up. "Do you know where it is?
It sounds like a good place. "
"The Gulag Purgatory does not refer to a prison. It is more like a department responsible for the management of prisoners. Its function is not only to detain and imprison, but also to take care of manpower, logistics, and construction. The huge number of prisoners from all over the country is their best resource. The situation is much more complicated than you think …"
Courrier said lightly, "In the Gulag, most of the prisoners are normal. Some have even violated a not very serious law, or committed crimes such as theft. Then, under the ruling of the local courts and tribunals, they are sent to the Gulag Purgatory for punishment and reform. They say that they will use the blazing flames to cleanse the darkness and evil in their souls, but in fact, they are free and easy labor. They use their strength and flesh to open up the land with the harsh environment for the Theocracy …"
Sun Lang clicked his tongue. "Then what about those felons?
Are they also carrying hoes to be reformed through labor? "
"How is that possible?
Those are the most dangerous lunatics in the world. Even if they only have a hoe in their hands, they can kill three people in the blink of an eye.
Moreover, although they have committed serious crimes, the Theocracy is reluctant to kill them, because they are double-edged swords. If they are used well, they can also kill people … They are different from ordinary prisoners. If they are rescued, the consequences will be extremely serious. Therefore, the Theocracy imprisons and guards against them at the highest level. They must be locked up in an extremely secret place. "
Speaking of this, even Courrier's face showed some hesitation. "What do you want those people for?
To train them into Men of Sacrifice?
I have seen the list. To be honest, the people on it scared me. Some of them, I even thought they had died long ago … "
Sun Lang gave a thumbs up and said proudly, "I want to use truth and justice to reform them!
As the successor of the Sickle and Hammer Cult, I am very good at turning ghosts into people! "
Mao Mei looked at Sun Lang's confident appearance and shook her head. "It's good that you know what you are doing. I just want to give you a piece of advice. Never let down your guard against those guys. Also, be careful. I feel that the Cult will definitely plant spies in this group of people …"
Sun Lang smiled mysteriously. "Then they will definitely receive a big surprise …"
Just as they were talking, Miss Zhao's voice came from inside. "Young Master Sun!
What are you saying to Courrier?
It's almost time to eat! "
Sun Lang smiled at Courrier. "Let's go."
Because of the arrival of Lu Shu-jen and Sima Ping, the Marquis of Jingan's fu was very lively.
Because of the recent turmoil in Mingzhou, everyone was busy gathering power, consolidating the illegal regime, and preparing to challenge the central government. They had been very busy. Taking advantage of this opportunity, they could finally relax.
As the Magistrate of Mingzhou, Lu Shouyan coordinated the work of all parties in his capacity as the provincial party committee.
Hu Shouxin temporarily acted as the commander of the military region and firmly grasped the style of the military.
And Miss Zhao, as the descendant of a loyal family, managed the family business well and had a lot of local influence. Naturally, she was an outstanding representative of the villagers. Taking advantage of this great opportunity, she also enthusiastically participated in social activities and contributed to the unity of the imperial court and the villagers.
There was no need to mention Zhang Jianyuan, this kind of progressive entrepreneur. Recently, he was busy expanding the scope of his business, attracting foreign investment, launching foreign trade, prospering the country's economy, and stimulating local domestic demand.
There was also Daoist Bai Xue, this kind of religious figure, who answered people's questions and provided spiritual guidance, effectively maintaining the stability of society. There was also the warm and simple friendship between people.
Everyone was shining and heating up in their respective posts. It was really very good.
Gathering together and relaxing their tired souls could be considered as both host and guest being happy. It was very good.
Except for Daoist Bai Xue.
The Daoist Bai Xue drank a few cups of the new wine that Zhang Jianyuan brought and was a bit tipsy. He staggered a few steps and saw Sun Lang. He said with a face of surprise, "Ah, Benefactor Sun, your face is a bit clearer than before. Let this old Daoist take a look. Aiya, your face seems a bit … ugh …"
Then he was kicked by Sun Lang to Zhang Jianyuan's side.
The overbearing CEO understood. He anxiously and worriedly hugged the Daoist Bai Xue and called out to him. Then, he began to feed him hangover medicine.
— — At the same time, he taught him a little common knowledge about ancient life.
In ancient times, medical conditions were not developed. If you picked up something on the side of the road and ate it, what would you do if you were poisoned?
Of course, it would be to induce vomiting. What would you use to induce vomiting?
Of course, it would be yellow soup. What was yellow soup?
Of course, it would be fecal water. What else could vomiting be used for besides detoxification?
Of course, it would be to relieve hangover.
In fact, even in some less developed areas of modern society, there was still a terrible folk prescription of using fecal water to treat alcoholism …
Of course, Big Fragrant Zhang was Daoist Bai Xue's close friend and a successful entrepreneur in Mingzhou. He was a respectable person in society. It was impossible for him to do something so immoral. Yellow soup was too disgusting and too unhygienic. How could it be compared to stinky tofu juice, which was non-toxic and harmless?
Therefore, Daoist Bai Xue, who had vomited again, started to fight with Zhang Jianyuan on the spot.
The scene was so fiery that Daoist Bai Xue's new disciple, Wan Yuanzhong, was so scared that he didn't dare to speak.
… Well, everyone still remembers who this guy was.
Because the scene was so beautiful, the female friends hurriedly left the scene.
By the way, during this time, Yinluo and Miss Zhao still maintained their enthusiasm for Lu Shu-jen. They sat next to Auntie Lu and asked her this and that. Even after they left, they held Auntie Lu's hand, as if they wanted to find a place to eat a second round.
Therefore, only a few stinky men were left in the scene.
After Hu Shouxin sent his wife back to her room, he turned back. As for his daughter, Hu De, during this time, she had become good friends with the other two brats in the house. Together with Sima Ping, who came back, the four little girls ran off to play crazily somewhere.
He saw Sun Lang sitting on the side, so he walked over and said, "Miss Zhang and Miss Zhao are pestering Master Lu … I'm afraid they want to ask something. Is that okay?"
Sun Lang was stupid again. He just didn't want to admit it. By now, he had already guessed it.
He hesitated for a moment and said softly, "Yinluo and Miss Zhao will know about this sooner or later. The important thing is, I still don't know how to face it.
I've already said goodbye to my past. I'm no longer the Young Master Jia that they remember. I just want to be myself. But … they might cry. I don't know if I can be ruthless, and I don't know what they want … "
Hu Shouxin also sighed.
He said, "If they really come, what will you do?"
Sun Lang said decisively, "Run!"
"… So cowardly!"