"France is a great helper for me, and the post of minister to France is very important, and Brother Tao Shi is not enough. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" Lin Yiqing looked at Hong Yun and said, "The Vietnam incident happened before, if it weren't for Brother Tao Shi's mediation in Paris, it wouldn't have ended so peacefully. Brother Rantao has been in France for a long time, and his career will inevitably be difficult......"

"Hehe, career or something, I really don't care about it now." Hong Yun's gaze still did not leave Fantine, "I just hope to be able to stay with the person I love for a long time, this minister in France will be dead until I die, one day the court really won't ask me to do it, I will become a French citizen, and I will live in Paris for the rest of my life!" ”

"Brother Tao Shi said that he laughed, the court is benevolent, it will not come to such a point." Lin Yiqing heard the resentment in Hong Yun's words, and said with a smile, "The imperial court has just rewarded Brother Tao Shi with the title of squire of the Ministry of Rites, which shows that Brother Tao Shi still values it." ”

Listening to Lin Yiqing's words, Hong Yun laughed, and his heart was much calmer.

Because Hong Yun married a foreign girl was too sensational, was regarded as a traitor by Shilin, from time to time there were clear rumors of officials jumping out to join him, the court because of his marriage with the French royal family in diplomacy greatly advantaged, in order to help him withstand the attack of Qingliu, but Hong Yun as the minister in France, there was no reward, until the two countries of France and Qianli because of the Vietnam issue, Hong Yun in Paris mediation, a lot of efforts, to help Lin Yiqing resolve the diplomatic turmoil, the court read his merits, only to reward Hong Yun with the title of squire of the Ministry of Rites.

For Hong Yun, the price he paid for his love was actually very large.

However, then again, if Hong Yun chooses to return to China instead of serving as a minister to France for love, I am afraid that he will not be able to live such a brilliant emperor-like life now.

Lin Yiqing has lived here for many days, and the impression given to Lin Yiqing here is simply a small Versailles.

While the two were talking, a counsellor of the embassy walked over quickly, holding a telegram in his hand.

"My lord, the first lady in Kyoto has an urgent call."

Hong Yun nodded, took the telegram from the counselor's hand, and the counselor bowed and stepped back before Hong Yun opened the telegram.

"The agate I gave to my teacher last time I asked Zhang Yuqiao to give it to my teacher, I think it's already here...... Is it necessary to send an emergency power for such a trivial matter? It's such a long story, how much money does it cost......" Hong Yun glanced at the telegram and suddenly stopped talking to himself.

Lin Yiqing noticed that Hong Yun's face became solemn, and he was about to ask, but Hong Yun glanced at him.

Lin Yiqing didn't ask again, Hong Yun walked to a table with the telegraph, took a quill pen, drew a few times on the telegraph, and then came to Lin Yiqing's side again and handed the telegraph to Lin Yiqing.

Lin Yiqing took the telegram and read it carefully, the content of this telegram seemed a little long and trivial, talking about the recent life of their mentor Li Gaoyang and the instructions to their brothers who are currently on overseas business, but next to some words, Hong Yun drew lines, and Lin Yiqing read these words together, which is another content!

"Someone is gathering people to write excerpts, and they want to do it against you!" Hong Yun said in a low voice with a worried face, "Even the teacher was alarmed, and he specially asked Yu Qiao to call to warn, it can be seen that this battle is very big, and there is a momentum that will be won by a blow!" ”

Lin Yiqing nodded quietly.

In fact, before he set off, he had already expected that the Qingliu Party would not stop, and would definitely take advantage of this opportunity when he was not in the country to give him the whole thing, but what he didn't expect was that the Qingliu Party led by Weng Shuping was so menacing that Li Gaoyang would be in a hurry to send a telegram to warn him!

What big problem are they going to use against themselves?

Also, if something so big happened, why didn't Yoko Shimazu move at all?

"Hanpeng, I feel that they are not good at coming this time, you have to make arrangements early." Hong Yun reminded Lin Yiqing.

"Brother Tao Shi, don't worry, I have my own arrangements in Beijing." Lin Yiqing said, and his eyes turned to Xiao Hong Menglan's birthday banquet again.

London, United Kingdom.

O'Connor, who was hiding in Greenwich, took a cold look at the increasingly dangerous situation and knew that there was no way to escape it. O'Connor was a little frustrated, he was dead, didn't he just want my life, just take it if he wanted, in fact, he should have died a long time ago. The Great Famine* that engulfed the whole of Ireland that year, it was already a miracle that he was not starved to death as a child. The annihilation of the Great Famine in Ireland, which is said to be known only to historians, is an unprecedented tragedy in human history. The tragedy, which left more than a million people dead and more than two million uprooted from their homes, lasted five years and dealt a devastating blow to Ireland. Even today, the population of Ireland has not reached the level it was before the Great Famine. But I survived, and I came through the ups and downs, and now it's worth dying. O'Connor sighed, looking at the increasingly depressed sky......

Maybe he shouldn't have come to Great Britain, O'Connor looked in the mirror with a face as gray as a dead corpse, and suddenly felt an inexplicable sadness. This is very similar to the situation of the old immortal master back then, the same situation, the same escape experience, and even the last hiding place is the same - Greenwich Observatory. Eighty percent of himself is going to die in London, but I don't know if there is still an Irishman who comes to worship him as a teacher and pass on his wonderful skills...... Forget it, if you don't pass it on, you won't pass it on, and if you pass it on, you'll be completely finished, and you still have the next life, so you must hold on. A little cranky, O'Connor took the coffee on the table and drank it all, lowered his head to look at a parchment scroll on half of the table, dense brown text lines, so that O'Connor was a little confused, O'Connor remembered that he could still recognize the meaning of the parchment scroll just now, but this would be forgotten, the brown feather in his hand could not fall after a few written tests.

O'Connor inexplicably grabbed the gray hair on his head, and his head was full of blank feelings, especially in the last few days, there were some precursors of Alzheimer's. If you don't think clearly, is it possible that you are overindulgent? Or did the witch mystics work? O'Connor couldn't tell. In a daze, O'Connor remembered his master, the enigmatic old man, and the enigmatic experience of his own life.

O'Connor couldn't figure out that his life and the master who died were simply a version of the plot, whether it was arranged by someone or providential. At first, O'Connor thought that it was the illusion of time and space caused by the mixing of London's different ancient exotic customs and modern civilization, but he did not delve into it. It is also strange that O'Connor thought that the alertness he had cultivated over the years of running for his life suddenly disappeared, and he did not realize that since coming to London, O'Connor had an inexplicable sense of loss, which did not arouse his vigilance, that there seemed to be a sense of isolation in time and space at any time, and did not evoke the idea of running for his life, which was so abnormal. It's not yourself, or you're being controlled! It's not like people are going to die and their minds are blurred and they specialize in stupid things, right? O'Connor was suddenly a little unwilling, this matter was evil, and O'Connor had to figure it out.

O'Connor wanted to run. As a former "defender" and former member of the "Oranch Order", even if his master didn't make a name for himself, his perception was indeed practiced, and he could detect some signs when it didn't happen, although he was not always in good shape, but there was no big problem in running away. This is also the key factor for his master, who has been stoic and humble for decades, and once his eyes are red and ignorant, and after organizing the treasures of the Spanish shipwreck that he has worked so hard to find, he has gone all the way from the vast ocean to avoid evil, stumbling and stumbling to Europe, and can still breathe. Although there is little hope of escaping this crisis, O'Connor also wants to try, and there are too many doubts these days. O'Connor wanted to be a ghost. This is also a matter of course, and before O'Connor could calm down, the people of the London underground gang came to the door as scheduled. Before he could open the door, he couldn't say a word of greeting, and before he could see the appearance of the person who came, he was blocked in the study, and a large group of people hula and pressed O'Connor to the ground. O'Connor was stunned......

This is O'Connor's second visit to Great Britain, and before O'Connor can walk around to express his feelings, his whereabouts are leaked by his opponent. Then the priest of the "Order of Oranch" took the Bible that had not even had time to wipe off the dust, and took a group of knights to London and fought with the underground gang of London who sheltered O'Connor. The London underground gang fulfilled its promise of protection, and after a few days, it fought with the "Oranch Order" in full swing, and the casualties were indeed not small, and even the gang leaders died on the streets. Before this side could be settled, several elders of the "defenders" also followed, O'Connor did not dare to go out, but fortunately, the new gang leader quickly took office, and the brazen brawl seemed to have the upper hand, but the new gang leader quit the battle. O'Connor felt that the situation was not good, and the London underground gang was going to turn against the water and sell himself? Are you discussing yourself with others? O'Connor, who lives at the Greenwich Observatory, immediately begins to think about a route map to escape to Norway, when the situation has taken a turn for the worse before the gang can be raised. There is also a small group of gang thugs disguised as police officers at the door. Can't run, O'Connor wants to beg for mercy, so O'Connor is not prepared to resist.

When the leader of the gang put his face in front of O'Connor and put on a wicked smile, O'Connor was startled, and his heart was cold. This guy with white hair and age spots can still see the original handsome look, and O'Connor is instantly sad. Acquaintances, very familiar enemies. At that time, O'Connor came to England to study in Cambridge as a classmate of the organization to study in the United Kingdom. Green. Graduated from Cambridge Theological Seminary, after graduation, he went to St. Paul to become a priest, and later went to St. Peter's for further study. O'Connor gave this classmate a big hat back then. Now O'Connor regrets that he couldn't resist the temptation to seduce this classmate's girlfriend, or he would have begged for mercy and probably had a play, but now it's very mysterious. Let's just say that O'Connor was cleaned up by this classmate at that time, and if he hadn't run fast, he would have died at his hands that year. But now it looks like the situation is really going to die in the hands of the old classmates, the old hatred of the year is vivid, and if it is planted in the hands of the old classmates, it will be planted in the crematorium.

O'Connor was sadly bound in iron chains by the gang adults with grim faces mixed with joy, and his limbs were tied to the roof of the van, and he let the wind and rain blow all the way to the old place. It seems that this old classmate is planning to cooperate with the "Orlanch Order", this is simply a servant and two masters, a daughter and two husbands, all of whom have rebelled and are still cooperating with the old organization, and they don't even want the Honor Festival. O'Connor accepted his fate in the wind and rain, and O'Connor also understood, so he rushed to the green hat that he sent out back then, and the taste of Marianne's little girl's skin was not in vain, and he was sad in this life, and he should be low-key in the next life, and low-key is the king. Looking at the streets of London whizzing past his eyes, O'Connor suddenly remembered that London was good.

Now the air quality in London is good, at least it has long been foggy, and it is a good place to retire. As an international city, it is not boastful, as evidenced by the best stunners from all over the world on the street. O'Connor, who has no life to live at the end of his life, has thought about it, and after so many years of being a cow and a horse, he has long been fed up with the coarse tea and light food all day long, and he doesn't even see meat. O'Connor wanted to make amends in the twilight of his life. So all day long drunkenness, eating, drinking, and waiting for death is O'Connor's so-called happy life, running in the sky and walking on the ground in the sea to live a word to eat, Bacardi whiskey we mix and drink, can't finish drinking and bathing, chicks whether they are black, white and yellow, or tribal people, are slept together and turn off the lights to talk about things. Opium and marijuana were rolled in cigarettes and smoked in cigarettes, and he was ridiculously old. O'Connor felt that he was corrupt and decent. Even if you give it to an emperor, you can't get it, O'Connor is intoxicated and transforms the fear of death into the crazy pleasure of the last days of his life, which is really a race against time to concentrate.

So after coming to London for a few months, O'Connor didn't have time to go to Cambridge to relive his youth decades ago. Now, O'Connor has free time but no plans to travel, and the light rainy day in London is not suitable for travel, although even on a sunny day O'Connor has no interest in traveling, after all, people in their forties, some old, no better than young people, although it is good to indulge in prodigal, but the body is also weak, and it hurts to move your legs and feet. Moreover, the elders of the "defenders" who pursued O'Connor had already reached London with themselves attached to them like dogskin plasters. This made O'Connor very aggrieved, and he came to London to live comfortably with the few days left. But they still did not give up, and followed from the Americas to Europe, forcing themselves to vote for this group of shady creatures. I have long known that those rabbit cubs are not things, and the oaths they have made don't count, and the hearts of people who are really special are not ancient. The things have been handed over, and they still want to kill people. It's too fast, it's really unqualified, and I'm really not afraid of thunder and thunder. Fortunately, the London underground gang will take the money to do the garbage of the "defenders", but the people who have just taken care of the "defenders" turn their heads and are ready to take care of themselves, which is not authentic, especially let the cuckold classmates take care of themselves, which is called inhumane......

No matter how much O'Connor's thoughts fluttered in the drizzle from his head, the unsightly wagon made a big circle for nearly a hundred miles, meeting several luxurious carriages on the way, and finally came to the ruins of the old castle that O'Connor instinctively felt dangerous before he fell asleep. Just like the feeling when I came here to collect the body of the master, it was depressing and dull, as if there was a strange power that was pulling at my soul again, and a desolate and desolate atmosphere like a morgue that seemed to be dilapidated no matter how it was repaired, like a roaring flood of ancient annihilation, unable to allow itself to struggle, as if it was about to drown itself and erase something. O'Connor was groggy and slipped out of the car by a few big men with the smell of beasts, and a group of people waiting here to gather together in the drizzle. Seeing that the people had arrived, the group seemed to come back to their senses from their meditation. Several wind lamps lit up violently, thinking that the center of the ruins of the ancient castle was in a circle, and within a radius of a few hundred meters under the light, the majestic projection thought of the endless night sky stretching hard, like a soul locked in the decaying wreckage of a giant beast, struggling silently and roaring. The ruins of the century-old castle, which already gave people a shocking and desolate spirit, now make people have the urge to bow and worship.

Garden? Green poked his head out of a black carriage and watched the half-dead O'Connor being dragged over like a dead dog by his men, and the joy in his heart could be imagined. The helper, who had just recovered from the wonderful taste of marijuana, immediately felt a pleasure that seeped out of his bone marrow, which could never be achieved by external objects, and came purely from the spiritual world. Mr. Helper laughed happily, as if with the magic of making the winter plants think that spring had arrived, and in the slightly hoarse timbre, the tense atmosphere of the two groups of people with distinct warp and weft was relieved a lot.

O'Connor was powerless to resist the violence of these savage half-breeds, and O'Connor didn't expect these shady things to respect the old and love the young, and now O'Connor just wanted to be freed as soon as possible. It was so uncomfortable, although O'Connor had felt this kind of meticulous tearing care from body to soul decades ago, but at that time it was definitely not as violent as it is now, like the waves in a hurricane that rose again and again, drowning O'Connor on the verge of collapse. O'Connor couldn't figure out why he felt this way when he came here, as if this was his forbidden place, and O'Connor didn't have the heart to figure it out now, early death and early superbirth, this taste is not human. Dragged by a few big men to the range of the light, although O'Connor was a little slow to react under the stimulation of the strong light, he finally recovered from the pain of begging for death, O'Connor quickly thought that before death was approaching, there was a gang leader who hated him to the core, and Mr. may be thinking about how to concoct himself, will he use the "Orlanch Order" or the torture of the London underground gangs to take revenge on himself? (To be continued.) )