PFC Chapter 136
Chapter 136
"Dai Quan, go and do a few things right away."
Dai Quan bowed his head and obeyed.
Emperor Xinglong thought for a moment and said,
"Immediately issue an imperial decree, summoning Wang Ziteng to the capital to report on his duties!"
"Also, send someone to Yangzhou to find a way to rescue Lin Ruhai and collect this year's salt tax."
"Also, let's get someone to find out the details of Qingfeng Village so we can prepare for the Jinling army's subsequent suppression of the bandits!"
As he spoke, Emperor Xinglong narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Do you understand?"
Dai Quan trembled slightly, and hurriedly nodded respectfully while holding the whisk, and replied in a deep voice,
"Don't worry, Your Majesty, I will save you the trouble!"
Upon hearing this, Emperor Xinglong slowly closed his eyes and pinched his eyebrows, then thought of something.
"Oh, by the way, keep an eye on that old fox Liu Weitong!"
"The slaves obey the orders!"
Emperor Xinglong nodded and waved his sleeves.
"Go! I still have to go to Daming Palace to pay my respects!"
Dai Quan didn't dare to say much. He bowed and slowly retreated.
Emperor Xinglong looked at the map hanging on the wall with a serious expression.
"Qingfeng Village? A swarm of bees? Whether I can take back the Beijing Camp depends on you!"
……
Yangzhou.
On Qingfeng Village.
Li Qingfeng, who was painting, suddenly sneezed twice.
He rubbed his nose and frowned.
"Which chatterbox is…"
Li Qingfeng's eyes suddenly lit up before he could finish his words.
"Yes, if I sneeze accidentally, it must be because Sister Lin is thinking of me!"
Then Qingfeng Li raised his hand and snapped his fingers at Xiao Ai, whose eyes were shining and projected onto the paper.
"Xiao Ai, play me a song that makes me miss you when I sneeze!"
"OK, just a second!"
Xiao Ai responded and immediately recalled the song that was so sweet that it made her choke.
"If you suddenly sneeze,
That must be me thinking of you.
If in the middle of the night...
......"
Qingfeng Li was in this sweet music, holding a pen,
He aimed at the portrait of Xiao Ai projected on the white paper and made the final stroke.
Looking at the lifelike portrait on the paper, Qingfeng Li nodded with satisfaction and praised, "This Peak Master is truly a genius!"
Then he looked at Xiao Ai, who was still glowing, and said,
"Okay, turn off the projector."
As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Ai returned to normal.
Li Qingfeng carefully folded the portrait and looked at Xiao Ai and asked,
"How is the training of the work team going? When will the assembly line be formed?"
Xiao Ai replied,
"There are currently 72 people in training, 16 of whom have passed the basic assessment, but not enough to form assembly line production work."
Qingfeng Li nodded slightly, his expression slightly solemn.
"Take your time, don't rush. You can first train them on the technology of making bullets and teach them how to make bullets."
"When the ore comes back, you can shoot a hundred or so AKs yourself. With a gun in hand, you won't be nervous!"
Xiao Ai said without any emotion,
"Okay, got it!"
Li Qingfeng put the portrait into an envelope, sealed it, and handed it to Xiao Ai.
"Arrange for someone to take him down the mountain! Remember to fully charge your phone when you get back. I want to watch the TV series Dream of the Red Chamber tonight!"
Xiao Ai took the letter and nodded, then asked,
"The versions Xiao Ai currently has in its collection are 87 and 10..."
Before Xiao Ai could finish her words, Qingfeng Li interrupted her.
"What's the 10th edition? That thing is a piece of crap. It made my image of Lin Daiyu look like a prostitute. I think she deserved to die. It's a fighter among the garbage!"
"Delete that TV show from your storage device! No one will be able to find it again!"
Xiao Ai nodded and said,
"Okay! Deleted!"
"Yeah! Go ahead!"
Qingfeng Li waved his hand.
Then he sat down, leaned back in his chair, and muttered to himself.
"I guess Dagou should be arriving in Jinling soon, right? I don't know if the timing is right, and whether we can find him."
……
Inside Jinling City.
A remote and dilapidated alley is usually the best gathering place for all kinds of people.
But today is different from the past.
All the big and small gang leaders in Jinling City, including gang leaders, incense masters, chiefs, and bosses, were brutally captured and locked up in a dilapidated temple.