Song Shihui listened to the report on the phone, and then looked at the picture on the surveillance.

"The ...... Was it to visit the witches of the feast that He had sent to us more than a month ago? "He has already heard reports on this matter since he took office, and he has also seen the witches and the Mr. A.

How to say......

These people give him a weird feeling.

It seems that he has adapted to the life of the empire, and various systems and laws are also working well together.

They even took the initiative to cooperate with the Empire and reported the assassin who infiltrated the Empire.

However......

Song Shihui understands that these people have never changed.

They still have the same thoughts and ideas in their bones.

The only difference is that they were ordered by that to integrate into the empire and obey the imperial system and laws.

Therefore, under his orders, the witches who did all kinds of evil in Qinlu and Kunlun Prefecture became kindergarten teachers in the Imperial Kindergarten, and Mr. A, who was extremely vicious, became enthusiastic volunteers.

Now, before he was about to leave Jiangcheng, he chose to 'visit'.

What was His purpose?

Song Shihui fell into deep thought.

Compared with his predecessor, Song Shihui undoubtedly has much less contact with this person.

So far, there has been only one contact.

Moreover, there was no positive interaction.

It's terrible!

Seeing that the time of this rotation is approaching, there is no opportunity like Situ He.

Song Shihui inevitably had some reflections.

"Check the ...... for me," Song Shihui said, "When is the target's flight?" ”

Soon he got an answer.

At 10:35 a.m. on the 10th, Royal Capital Airlines flight A 33 2 1, gentleman cabin.

Song Shihui frowned.

"Gentleman's cabin?"

The hierarchy of Imperial flights is very clear.

According to the order, from high to low, they are: national class, bachelor class, gentleman class and preferential class.

This gentleman's cabin is actually the elegant name of the civilian cabin.

And he soon found out that this was the cabin that had just been changed.

From the national sergeant cabin, down to the gentleman's cabin.

Actions are sent directly from the Imperial Capital.

Song Shihui found the operator through his backstage: Zhang Hui.

In addition, he also saw the note from the background: passengers were upgraded to national service class after boarding.

This fart-like operation of taking off his pants made Song Shihui's brows slowly tightened.

"No wonder...... No wonder......" he sighed.

He finally understood why he had not been able to establish a positive interaction with Him.

Let's take a look at how they do it!

Really, it tickled Him.

This arrogant ancient god wants to play in this mortal world as a commoner.

So......

He has many quirks.

I often do some useless operations such as taking off my pants and farting.

For example, to hand over the witches to the feast is not to say that they are 'pitiful'.

Talking nonsense with your eyes open!

There are many, many more similar operations!

So, if you want to deal with Him, you have to be like Him!

"Hateful!" Song Shihui sighed: "The time for my shift is almost up!" ”

The person who will replace him has also been chosen.

Ning Qinghong, the black-clothed guard major general sitting in the Western Song Dynasty.

A rare heterogeneous general in the history of the Black Guard.

It's a swan!

……………………………………

The taxi, which went around the city roads, finally stopped in front of a street.

"Childe, this is Welfare Road!" The driver said.

Ling Ping'an nodded, took out his mobile phone to scan the code to pay, and then hugged his cat and walked out of the car.

As soon as he got out of the car, he saw many slogans on the walls and guardrails of the streets.

Among these slogans, the two most repetitive sentences are: The whole world is not the king's land, and the shore of the land is not the king's minister!

The Son of Heaven has the world, is it because he has a strip of water that he can't save him?

Ling Ping'an looked at it and shook his head: "The converts are fanatical! ”

Speaking of which, the current federal empire has been entertained with many things.

Confucius, Mencius, Zhou Gong, and Zhao Gong can also be ridiculed.

Even the emperor can make up a joke collection.

But in the 'world', this is not the case.

Ling Pingan heard that in Silla, it was a crime to insult Confucius, and he would go to prison.

And defamation of the Son of Heaven may be sentenced to life imprisonment.

In Fuso, among the legal holidays, there is a longevity festival, which is the birthday of today's son.

In Siam, the law stipulates that criticizing a saint is the same crime as slandering the Buddha.

This sage includes Confucius, Mencius, Zhou Gongzhaogong, and the previous emperors of the empire.

The Siamese believed that the Son of Heaven of the Federal Empire was the reincarnation of the Buddha, and the King of Siam was the reincarnation of the Buddha's disciples.

The Kingdom of Ceylon prides itself on being the frontier of 'resistance to barbarianism'.

It is also used every day to unite the lessons of the ancient Khotanese country and the extinction of the species.

In the Kingdom of Ceylon, defamation of the saints is punishable by death!

So some people joke on the Internet that if the people of the empire go to these countries.

I'm afraid everyone will have to go to prison to repent of their crimes.

Peace of mind is no exception.

And the refugees from these countries, after entering the empire, have had all kinds of news.

Last year, for example, an international student openly declared at the opening ceremony that the air in the Federal Empire was sweet.

What's even more interesting is that the Republicans have a higher support among the Gentiles than the Datongs.

This is a very strange phenomenon.

Clearly the republicans are the ones who do not agree to the addition of a federal independent kingdom.

But......

The Republicans' support in various Gentiles has long been higher than that of the Da Romans.

It can only be said that the human heart is really a complex thing.

Ling Ping'an walked along this street, navigating on his mobile phone, all the way forward.

Soon he walked to a six-story white building.

Raise your head, and the emblem of the Imperial Family of the Federal Empire hangs over the outer wall of this building.

In front of the steps of the building, there are many incense burners with incense sticks.

From time to time, passers-by run to a small store next to the building, buy a few sticks of incense, and worship the dragon flag and the portrait of the Son of Heaven hanging on the building.

Ling Ping'an looked at it and pursed his lips.

He walked into the building, followed the prompts, and took the elevator to the fifth floor.

Then, he walked down a corridor, and a plaque in front of him came into view: Chang'e Kindergarten in Jiangcheng City, Federal Empire.

The sound of children playing and frolicking came to my ears.

Ling Ping'an smiled, walked over, walked to a windowsill, and looked at the classroom inside.

It is said to be a classroom, but it is actually a playground.

A couple of young teachers were playing with their thirty or so children of four or five years old.

They had a lot of fun.

Ling Ping'an watched from the sidelines, and he was also very happy.

Suddenly, a teacher in the classroom turned around and saw him.

The teacher's eyes suddenly lit up, and their sockets were red.

She walked to the window tremblingly, respectfully with some inexplicable taste, and bowed deeply: "Childe! You're here! ”

Ling Ping'an smiled at her.

The eyes under the lenses are slightly curved.

He knew that this person was probably a member of the circus that night?

So, he nodded: "Hmm...... I'll take a look at your ......."