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And this kind of simple person is often the most stubborn, as long as he admits death, he will never change, even if the opponent is the famous General Xiang, these people will not back down.

People can't understand why Xiang Shaolong's country has to be cheapened by outsiders for nothing, what kind of presidential system is to be practiced, and how troublesome it will be to be elected every few years; what if some of the people who are elected are convinced and some are not convinced? When the time comes, it will not be necessary to solve the problem with knives and fists?

The more primitive and backward the tribe, the more disgusted Xiang Shaolong's proposal became, and even some of the shamans of the wild Jurchen tribe thought that General Xiang was cursed by the foreign monks of the Rakshasa ghosts, and those shamans danced a few shamanic dances for Xiang Shaolong to exorcise evil spirits.

Outside the wooden house, the men were killing pigs and picking meat, the women were boiling water in a cauldron, and the chopping vegetables were busy with firewood.

Time passed minute by minute, several rounds of strong tea were drunk, and several pots of dry tobacco were smoked, and it was almost noon, but Xiang Shaolong still didn't come.

The grumpy scratched his ears and cheeks and looked out, saying in his heart that the general had to take care of the matter on weekdays, even if he was busy, why didn't he show up today, could it be that our opposition made him angry?

No one knew that at this moment, Xiang Shaolong was riding a horse with Sister Wu in the forest, and there were more than a dozen personal soldiers behind him.

Xiang Shaolong pinched a few stones in his hand, subconsciously threw them up and down, and there were two hare corpses hanging from the horse's neck, which had just been beaten down with stones.

The fog imp is also a master of playing hidden weapons, but she can't reach this kind of vigilance, the hidden weapons of ninjas are specially manufactured, which is very in line with the principles of mechanics, relying on the power of muscles and bones and the orbit generated by the shape of the hidden weapon itself to kill and injure the enemy.

But Long Ye is different, all kinds of stones of different shapes can actually make exactly the same trajectory in his hands, and the speed is extremely high, which is purely an internal force.

The relationship between Long Ye and Sister Wu has changed fundamentally from the forgetful hug a few days ago, and the two have become extremely ambiguous, and their subordinates also joke from time to time.

Sister Wu's feelings for Xiang Shaolong are very simple, maybe Fusang women don't think much about the love between men and women, if they like it, they don't like it if they don't like it, and they don't pay attention to so many virtues, and the society is also very open to the love affair between men and women.

In Sister Wu's heart, if you don't hate it, you like it, and since you like it, you have to admit it generously, there's nothing to be embarrassed about.

On the contrary, Long Ye became very childish in this relationship, he went from hatred to hostility towards Sister Wu at the beginning, and then to equal cooperation, until finally there was an indescribable feeling in his heart.

After all, Long Ye still grew up in the soil of the Qing Dynasty, and his own Confucian etiquette and tradition constrained his heart, which made him naturally have a sense of fear for this feeling.

Until that day, when the news of the successful signing of the last instrument of surrender in the Far East came, when the last blockway to the founding of the country was removed, Xiang Shaolong, who couldn't help but stretch out the claws of Lushan to Sister Wu, and an intimate hug completely tore apart the window paper between the two.

Later, this matter became a top-secret telegram from the CIA and sent to Xiao Letian's desk, Xiao Lotian looked at this telegram and laughed for ten minutes, and the other three heavenly kings took it over in confusion, and immediately laughed and bent over.

This era has really changed, even old stubborns like Long Ye have learned to 'play hooligan', this is really the era of great change that the prime minister said three years ago.

Xiao Lotian didn't say a word, and brushed a few words, 'Read, agree, support, must!' The telegram was sent back to Vladivostok directly, which can be regarded as the final decision.

At the beginning, Long Ye was still a little afraid that everyone would judge him and Sister Wu about this matter, but after a few days, he saw that what he thought was purely superfluous.

Chinese laws abolish many oppressive traditions against women, such as binding small feet, prohibiting remarriage, domestic violence, etc., which are absolutely unconstitutional.

Moreover, the Chinese atmosphere was influenced by the Western atmosphere, and free love has become a trend, although it is not as crazy as the era of Xiao Lotian in later generations, but it was definitely the first to lead the times in Asia at that time.

Not to mention the Far East, most of them are ethnic minorities, and the remnants of the Han people have long abandoned many of the rules of etiquette and religion in the Central Plains in order to survive.

In the eyes of these tribesmen, it is not a problem, but a matter for a while.

All the expected resistance did not happen, which made Long Ye a little at a loss, and he deeply reflected that all his previous worries were just unfounded.

The relationship became public, and in the mountains and rivers of the Far East, the number of appearances of this pair became more and more frequent, and even the situation of not doing business in the old forest to hunt in the middle of the day.

In fact, hunting is just an excuse, the two of them stay a little longer to be true, of course, there is a third important task, that is, wait, there should be a key telegram from the Ryukyus to be sent today, and there will be a non-** explosion news in East Asia.

Just when Long Ye was teaching Sister Wu the skills of secret weapons, a group of fast horses came from afar, and the cavalry on horseback was sweating profusely.

"General! Ryukyu Urgent Telegram! This morning, the dedication ceremony of King Sangtai has begun! All the rights of the Ryukyu Kingdom are dedicated to the Chinese Parliament......!

Sou...... Syllable...... With a sound of shattering the sky, the stone in Xiang Shaolong's hand was involuntarily thrown out, hitting the pine trunk held by one person, and it was an inch into the wood.

Rao was mentally prepared for a long time, but he was also extremely shocked when he encountered such news.

"Prime Minister, you really did it, you took a country without blood, and you created a road that no one has ever walked in history!"

"Hahaha...... Let's go meet the stubborn ones, and I'll see if they give in this time!"

Kuaima and his entourage went straight to the wooden house, and when Long Ye saw the smoke, the thick aroma of pig-killing vegetables had already wafted over, "Let's go, go into the house to drink wine and eat meat!"

Hearing the neighing of the war horses outside, the old staff and others in the house knew that the general had arrived, and no one dared to slack off and hurriedly ran out to greet them, and the leader of the small tribe directly knelt down to greet them, and in their minds, Xiang Shaolong at this moment was already the king of the Far East.

Long Ye sat majestically on his horse and said with a smile: "I have good news for you, this morning, the Ryukyu Kingdom, which has been established for 500 years, was officially dedicated to the Chinese Parliament! From now on, King Shangtai will only enjoy the honor and worship of the king, and will no longer have the slightest power to govern the country!"

"See? This is the general trend of the times, and no one can stop it! Do you still think that I should be the emperor?"