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Chapter Two Hundred and Twenty-One

Song Qing's eyes lit up when he saw the seemingly indifferent expression on Liu Mingzhi's face, but he was speaking powerful words.

"Three hundred top-level and third-level masters are protecting the safety of this boy Chengfeng? Be good! It seems that you are worried about letting Chengfeng and the empress of Tsarist Russia, Yili... Yili... what are you doing?"

Liu Mingzhi paused as he was about to pick up the steamed dumplings. He raised his head and recalled: "It seems to be called Elizabeth Serena. Brother, I can't remember clearly. It should be that name."

"The names of these barbarians are so damn hard to pronounce. Forget it, just think that the little empress of Tsarist Russia is called Elizabeth Serena.

More than 300 high-ranking third-level experts were dispatched at once to protect the safety of this kid. What do you mean? Are you planning to win the marriage between Chengfeng and the little empress of Tsarist Russia this time?

"

Liu Mingzhi grinned: "I forgot to tell you, brother also intends to arrange for two innate masters to protect him secretly. Once the matter is finalized, I will borrow an innate master from the old man and Wanyan each after I return.

Under such careful protection, if the eldest son of my family cannot escape from Tsarist Russia unscathed, it can only be said that the sky has no eyes."

"Fuck! You're really willing to take the plunge.

They are your biological children after all! Even though you beat and scold the boys in your family on weekdays, once you encounter something that is truly related to their safety, you are not ambiguous at all.

There are two innate masters secretly protecting her. Once the little empress of Tsarist Russia suddenly turns against her, they can safely take Chengfeng out of Tsarist Russia without any hindrance.

After all, if you want to stop two innate master Quan who have no intention of fighting and just want to retreat with all their strength, it is not just a matter of having more troops."

Liu Mingzhi looked at Song Qing's sighing face and poured the few remaining dumplings he had into the basket in front of Song Qing.

"Come, let's talk while eating."

Song Qing picked up a small steamed bun and put it into his mouth. He looked at Liu Dashao with surprise as he pulled off the dry tobacco bag from his waist and lit it and began to puff away the smoke.

"Brother Wei, I see that the contents you listed in the document are very detailed! Is there anything that you haven't finished yet?"

Liu Mingzhi Nunu blew a puff of smoke to the side: "Your eldest son, Song Jiang, has been married for some time. If you inherit the title in the future, you don't have to worry about his family suffering hardship in the future.

But you can't help but think about your second oldest son, Song Yang, and your third oldest brother, Song Chang, right?

Is this boy Song Yang eighteen years old this year? I heard you said that he stayed at home all year round to study the art of war, and he also practiced martial arts to strengthen his body and became a third-level kung fu master.

This kid has worked hard to develop such a skill, so we can't let him be useless, right?

Don’t you plan to let him go out to see the world and make contributions?

Chengfeng, Chengzhi, Chengqian and their three brothers are with your family Song Jiang, Song Yang, Song Chang and their brothers. When they were in the Imperial College, they hung out together all the time. They often provoked the doctors of the Imperial College, and they got very angry.

Nowadays, although their brothers have less contact because my third boy entered the Ten Kings Palace, they often go out and fool around when they are free in private.

You also know these things.

Your eldest son already has a family, so it's not appropriate for him to go on a long trip with Chengfeng.

But the second child, Song Yang, hasn’t gotten married yet!

Although he has already made an appointment and is waiting for the wedding, you can't just let him marry someone else's girl alone as a white man, right?

Now that the world has been unified for many years, people's livelihood is stable, and the world is peaceful, there are really not many opportunities to make contributions.

However, there are not many opportunities to make achievements in our own country, Dalong Dynasty. This does not mean that there are not many opportunities to make achievements in foreign countries.

What do you think? How about letting your second son go to Tsarist Russia with my eldest son to make a living, so that he can gain fame and come back immediately?

You know how brothers are, so I can't do it for you to confer a title on your second and third brother for no reason.

Because doing so is unfair to those great dragon men who sacrificed their lives and blood for the great dragon.

Brother, I am a soldier who leads the army, and you are also a soldier.

As a soldier, I cannot ignore the fact that those soldiers who have made great contributions to the country are being taken advantage of by so-called connections.

But I see how you treat the boys and girls in my family, brother, and you also see how I treat the boys and girls in your family.

It is not an exaggeration to say that he is regarded as his own child.

Finding a way for Song Yang to make contributions in peaceful times is the only thing I, the third uncle, can do.

As for whether you are willing or not, it depends on your own thoughts. Brother, I will never force you.

If you think that Song Yang's marriage to the daughter of the Sun family has been decided, you want him to stay at home, start a family, marry a wife and have children to continue the family line.

Just treat these words as brothers and I never said them."

Song Qing held the steamed bun between his arms and thought for a long time, but did not put it in his mouth.

"How about I let Brother Wei discuss this matter with your sister-in-law and then give you a reply? The most important thing is what Yang'er thinks.

In fact, my brother really wants him to follow Chengfeng to Tsarist Russia and make a living. As you just said, it is indeed inappropriate for a white man to marry the daughter of the Sun family.

He was the second son of Song Qing, the current king of Wuyi, but after King Wuyi passed away and his eldest brother inherited the title, the fact that he was a white man could not be changed.

After being brothers for a hundred years, Yang'er and Chang'er may be able to become rich men with the help of their boss, but... they are just like the generals.

Brother Wei wants these little brats to achieve great success, but when their children grow up, Brother Wei has to consider their ideas.

Three days, within three days, regardless of success or failure, I will definitely give you an answer.

After all, if Chengfeng rushes to Tsarist Russia, he will definitely not leave immediately in the short term, right?"

Liu Mingzhi knocked the cigarette pot in his hand against the charcoal basin beside him, raised his hands and stretched.

"Okay, that's not a problem at all.

By the way, just leave it to you to discuss with your uncle the matter of moving the troops and horses from the North to the north again. I won't go to your uncle's house again.

As for what excuse to use, just tell your uncle and let him think about it.

As long as it is reasonable and reasonable, and can stop everyone in the world from talking about it, I will have my young master to smooth over any minor shortcomings.

We will strive to be able to ride the wind and set off northward within two months."

"Okay, as soon as you get back, I will go to the old man's house for my brother's sake."

Liu Mingzhi took out his personal seal from the fish bag on his waist and walked towards Song Qing's desk. He took out a piece of rice paper and wrote a few large characters with a pen, then stamped his seal on it.

"Also, in my name, send a letter to Baoyu, asking him to draw 3,000 elite cavalry from the Polu army. If Song Yang is willing to go to Tsarist Russia with Chengfeng, these 3,000 elite cavalry will be sent to Baoyu.

Let the two boys Chengfeng and Song Yang practice their skills.

After all, what is it like for a Celestial Mission led by the eldest son of a country’s emperor to have only three hundred upper- and third-grade followers? Regular army soldiers and horses are definitely indispensable.”

"Okay, I'll handle this matter as soon as possible."

"Then there's nothing else to do. I didn't sleep all night before I came here. I'm done with my business and it's time to go back and recuperate."

"Do you still want to give it to you?"

"Eat your breakfast and let's go!"


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