The Empress’s Gigolo

Xia Bailong looked at the **** next to him and didn't speak for a while. He said, "Huh?"

"Your Majesty's forgiveness is really hard to read." The **** fell to the ground directly.

"Let's get up. A bunch of barbarians, it's not easy to write." Xia Bailong smiled, as if pressing the switch, many ministers below also laughed, with a smile of contempt.

"Your Majesty is right, it's not easy for those savages to write and can't expect more." A minister echoed.

Xia Bailong nodded with satisfaction.

"Uh, Your Majesty, the slave's old eyes are faint. This handwriting is really unrecognizable." The **** read the letter carefully and said carefully.

Although Ren Baqian's own is difficult to identify, he has not reached the point where he cannot be completely identified. But as a person serving Xia Bailong, he couldn't understand the temperament of the other side. If this letter really reads, I can never please myself. Even if it's okay for a short time, after a while, find a place to bury yourself.

You need to know that these puppets depend on the emperor's favor. If the emperor is dissatisfied with himself, countless people will want to step on his own bones.

"You can't even read the letter, so go ahead." Xia Bailong hummed. "Li Kairui, you read."

"Yes."

The old man with white spirits below came up to receive the letter and looked at it in detail, and his face also showed a strange look.

"Why, you don't recognize the bachelor?" Xia Jiulong sneered.

Li Kairui is Taixia Taifu and a bachelor of Zhaoyang Pavilion. Naturally, he will not be like the **** just before.

Just grinning bitterly: "The words in this letter are a little disrespectful to your Majesty."

"Say!" Xia Bailong said coldly. "I want to hear how disrespectful it is."

Li Kairui smiled bitterly, then cleared his throat:

"The Emperor Dayao sent to Her Majesty:

My old friend hangs like a ru.

The grave grass is ten feet high, and the old friend thinks like you.

An old friend is like a prince, and the graves are all eyebrows! "

The first sentence changed the original Xia Baizong. After all, it was too ugly to say it.

However, the following content is true.

As soon as Li Kairui read it halfway, the smile on Xia Bailong's face was frozen.

After Li Kairui finished reading, Xia Baizhang exuded a cold breath, and the seat armrest made of pure gold was pinched by him.

The people below were all stunned. No one had expected that Da Yao's national script would be like this. This is simply a curse! How old is your friend? Five graves on the grass? What is this nonsense?

Still thinking about old friends, like you? Returning old friends like Jun, grave grass frowning?

This is almost a slapstick to the street.

Everyone wanted to laugh at the empress of Dayao, and tried hard to explain, but we should hit you or hit you.

But no one could speak at this time.

Da Yao ’s emperor had no explanation at all!

Just scolded!

Although I also thought about the reaction of the empress of Dayao, but if you are a normal person, please explain it a little bit? Even if one pushes four or five and says that he does not know the death of the seventh prince, it is considered face-saving.

How can this be?

How can this proud Xia Bailong accept? How to accept the people who have always been the first powerful monarchs?

Everyone thinks that no matter what you say, I will hit you. I did not expect that the other party was not weaker than himself. When he came up with such a poem, he opened his mouth and scolded him.

"Did Qi Zixiao dare to do this?" Xia Bailong's chest was undulating, and he yelled, "Lu Ding will take her back to Jiujiang to see if she still speaks so hard."

"Your Majesty sighed with anger, and she just stunned for a moment," Li Kairui said in a deep voice.

"I know, but I dare to be so insulted ..." Xia Bailong looked angry.

After that day, Xia Bailong had a headache, and it was difficult to sleep at night for many days.

If Ren Baqian knew that a letter from his whim would raise the blood pressure of Emperor Xia's qi, he would almost have cerebral stasis, and it is estimated that his tail would have to be tilted, and he would immediately write it in his so-called "Historical Records".

...

In addition to researching the site selection, manufacturing process, and drilling of wells with Tong Zhenye and others, Ren Baqian learned about the front line situation from the radio station.

After the rain city was broken, the army of the Central Capital Government finally rushed to the front. A thousand people were sent to Yusheng City to assist in the defense, but they were killed in the city with the fall of Yusheng City.

The remaining 7,000 troops and Yusheng City did not fight the Da Xia Army. The other side defended the city, and it was difficult for Da Yao to attack 7,000 people. If they attacked hard, they would not only be defeated, they would also suffer a lot of damage.

Therefore, one day later, they attacked the 70,000 Xia Army outside the Coca City, plus the remaining 1,000 garrisons in the Coca City, and smashed the 80,000 Xia Army in half, leaving at least more than 20,000 corpses, and 10,000. Many people were scattered outside, and only half retreated to Liaocheng and merged with Liaocheng's 80,000 troops, totaling 120,000.

At this time, there are 5,000 people in the central capital.

The emperor was approaching Liao Cheng at this time, and was using the radio to contact Li Qianqiu, the capital of the central government, from time to time to prepare to attack Liao Cheng's 120,000 army.

Fighting 120,000 troops with 6,000 people, only the ancients can do such a thing.

Think of one thousand and two hundred of these six thousand people who are at least the strength of a wheel rider, Ren eight thousand still feels very difficult to accept.

After all, the education on the earth is surrounded by hundreds of thousands of armies and tens of thousands of enemy forces, receiving such education for more than two decades. Today, thousands of people are attacking more than 100,000 people. Even if he knows that the strength of the wheel is not comparable to that of an ordinary army, this number still makes him feel awkward.

...

Ren Baqian was sitting on the ground. In front of him was a model of drill. As his finger tapped on a small piece of wood behind the model, the drill bit was drilled down by the lever. As long as you work hard, a small hole is drilled.

A group of students around looked at the model that Ren Baqian was playing with curiosity. Although they had learned a bit of physics, they were all theoretical, and they only talked about optical fiber.

This is the second time I have seen a mechanical model applied to a real place, so I am very curious, and I have carefully observed it. This is what they will learn in the future.

The first time I saw the motorcycle of Ren Baqian has been turned into a pile of scrap iron by them.

After fiddling with the model for a long time, Ren Baqian retracted his hand to the copper earthquake field not far away: "It's basically like this, the rest is up to you."

"Master Ren doesn't stay here?" Tong Zhenye said slightly. Www.wuxiaspot.com ~ time is almost up, I went to the front line to see. "Ren Baqianyun's light wind, with the kind of mastery that regards strong enemies as vegetation.

If it is someone who is unfamiliar with him, you really don't see that he is pretending to be forcing.

"Master Ren, you better stay here, everyone can save a snack." Tong Zhenye said with a strange look.

I was assassinated twice before, and my Majesty thundered every time. Now I ’m still running to the front? Should you say that you have a big heart, or should you say that you don't know how to live or die? You stay here in peace, nothing happens, you just make the biggest contribution.

Ren Baqian stared: "Do n’t I do this? I don't even have the strength to protect myself? I tell you, I'm scared when I fire."

"It's really muddy, or muddy." Tong Zhenye nodded earnestly.

"In the future, I have to have the opportunity to let you see, you know nothing about power." Ren Baqian said with squinting eyes.