Su Yu still had official business, so he hurriedly ate lunch and left. Liu Shang slowly shaved the rice grains in the bowl with chopsticks, but he was preoccupied and had no appetite. When he went north, he was mentally prepared for the difficulties he might encounter after arriving in Shandong, but he did not expect that the situation here would be more complicated than he imagined. The rule of the Haihan in the occupied areas of Shandong was far less stable than that of the colonies of Fu, Guangzhou, and Zhejiang, and the relationship with the Ming Dynasty was much more tense.

What annoys Liu Shang is not the big and small conflicts between Haihan and Daming, but the current self-identity. He knew that he had left the Ming intelligence agency, and it was estimated that he could only serve Haihan now and in the future, but his past identity was always like a maggot attached to the bones, and there was a possibility that he would lose his reputation at any time. Even if he wanted to help Haihan deal with Da Ming's peers, he still had to risk his identity being exposed. The anonymous report letter was indeed written on the spur of the moment, and it may be difficult for him to get better in this uneasy mood until the final result is known.

Originally, I thought that I would just come to Shandong to be a propaganda officer and just deal with my own people every day, but I didn't expect that I would still have to return to my old business after coming here. Liu Shang couldn't help but smile wryly when he thought of this section, and said in his heart that after the affairs of Majiazhuang were over, his curiosity really had to be put away, and if he was as nosy as this time, he would kill himself sooner or later.

After lunch, Liu Shang wanted to walk around the island, but he soon found out that as Su Yu said, most of the island was blocked due to the epidemic, and only a few specific people were allowed to pass, and people like him who had been transferred from this place were obviously not among them. After Liu Shang was stopped twice in succession by the guards wearing masks, he lost the interest of moving around, and could only return to his residence in a huff. But at this time, it was working time, there was no one in the camp at all, and it was only above and below zero outside, so he could only huddle in the house and stuffy.

Liu Shangxin said that he knew that this holiday was so difficult, and he should apply for individual errands, and it was better than lying in the house and getting moldy. Since there is nothing to do, I will simply return to Majiazhuang tomorrow to see what the situation is like over there.

But Liu Shang may have been born a hard worker, and just as he was about to fall asleep in the dormitory, someone came to the door again.

After Liu Shang was awakened by the knock on the door, he got up and opened the door to see that the person who came was not a living person, but Qin Wei, the propaganda officer of the garrison. Before Liu Shang was transferred to Majiazhuang, he was handing over work with Qin Wei. He has a good impression of this person, although he is a soldier, he is not rude, he treats people with courtesy, and he should be a literati before he wants to join the army.

"I heard that Brother Liu has come back from Majiazhuang, so I came to bother, and I hope Brother Liu is not strange!" Qin Wei arched his hand and greeted after seeing Liu Shang.

Qin Wei's tone and actions were obviously like more literati than soldiers, and Liu Shang politely let him into the house while greeting him. Liu Shang knew that the other party should not be so free, so he came to chat with him before it was dark, and the relationship between the two parties was indeed not close to that point, and the other party must have something serious to talk about when he took the initiative to come to the door.

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Su Yu still had official business, so he hurriedly ate lunch and left. Liu Shang slowly shaved the rice grains in the bowl with chopsticks, but he was preoccupied and had no appetite. When he went north, he was mentally prepared for the difficulties he might encounter after arriving in Shandong, but he did not expect that the situation here would be more complicated than he imagined. The rule of the Haihan in the occupied areas of Shandong was far less stable than that of the colonies of Fu, Guangzhou, and Zhejiang, and the relationship with the Ming Dynasty was much more tense.

What annoys Liu Shang is not the big and small conflicts between Haihan and Daming, but the current self-identity. He knew that he had left the Ming intelligence agency, and it was estimated that he could only serve Haihan now and in the future, but his past identity was always like a maggot attached to the bones, and there was a possibility that he would lose his reputation at any time. Even if he wanted to help Haihan deal with Da Ming's peers, he still had to risk his identity being exposed. The anonymous report letter was indeed written on the spur of the moment, and it may be difficult for him to get better in this uneasy mood until the final result is known.

Originally, I thought that I would just come to Shandong to be a propaganda officer and just deal with my own people every day, but I didn't expect that I would still have to return to my old business after coming here. Liu Shang couldn't help but smile wryly when he thought of this section, and said in his heart that after the affairs of Majiazhuang were over, his curiosity really had to be put away, and if he was as nosy as this time, he would kill himself sooner or later.

After lunch, Liu Shang wanted to walk around the island, but he soon found out that as Su Yu said, most of the island was blocked due to the epidemic, and only a few specific people were allowed to pass, and people like him who had been transferred from this place were obviously not among them. After Liu Shang was stopped twice in succession by the guards wearing masks, he lost the interest of moving around, and could only return to his residence in a huff. But at this time, it was working time, there was no one in the camp at all, and it was only above and below zero outside, so he could only huddle in the house and stuffy.

Liu Shangxin said that he knew that this holiday was so difficult, and he should apply for individual errands, and it was better than lying in the house and getting moldy. Since there is nothing to do, I will simply return to Majiazhuang tomorrow to see what the situation is like over there.

But Liu Shang may have been born a hard worker, and just as he was about to fall asleep in the dormitory, someone came to the door again.

After Liu Shang was awakened by the knock on the door, he got up and opened the door to see that the person who came was not a living person, but Qin Wei, the propaganda officer of the garrison. Before Liu Shang was transferred to Majiazhuang, he was handing over work with Qin Wei. He has a good impression of this person, although he is a soldier, he is not rude, he treats people with courtesy, and he should be a literati before he wants to join the army.

"I heard that Brother Liu has come back from Majiazhuang, so I came to bother, and I hope Brother Liu is not strange!" Qin Wei arched his hand and greeted after seeing Liu Shang.

Qin Wei's tone and actions were obviously like more literati than soldiers, and Liu Shang politely let him into the house while greeting him. Liu Shang knew that the other party should not be so free, so he came to chat with him before it was dark, and the relationship between the two parties was indeed not close to that point, and the other party must have something serious to talk about when he took the initiative to come to the door. Su Yu still had official business, so he hurriedly ate lunch and left. Liu Shang slowly shaved the rice grains in the bowl with chopsticks, but he was preoccupied and had no appetite. When he went north, he was mentally prepared for the difficulties he might encounter after arriving in Shandong, but he did not expect that the situation here would be more complicated than he imagined. The rule of the Haihan in the occupied areas of Shandong was far less stable than that of the colonies of Fu, Guangzhou, and Zhejiang, and the relationship with the Ming Dynasty was much more tense.

What annoys Liu Shang is not the big and small conflicts between Haihan and Daming, but the current self-identity. He knew that he had left the Ming intelligence agency, and it was estimated that he could only serve Haihan now and in the future, but his past identity was always like a maggot attached to the bones, and there was a possibility that he would lose his reputation at any time. Even if he wanted to help Haihan deal with Da Ming's peers, he still had to risk his identity being exposed. The anonymous report letter was indeed written on the spur of the moment, and it may be difficult for him to get better in this uneasy mood until the final result is known.

Originally, I thought that I would just come to Shandong to be a propaganda officer and just deal with my own people every day, but I didn't expect that I would still have to return to my old business after coming here. Liu Shang couldn't help but smile wryly when he thought of this section, and said in his heart that after the affairs of Majiazhuang were over, his curiosity really had to be put away, and if he was as nosy as this time, he would kill himself sooner or later.

After lunch, Liu Shang wanted to walk around the island, but he soon found out that as Su Yu said, most of the island was blocked due to the epidemic, and only a few specific people were allowed to pass, and people like him who had been transferred from this place were obviously not among them. After Liu Shang was stopped twice in succession by the guards wearing masks, he lost the interest of moving around, and could only return to his residence in a huff. But at this time, it was working time, there was no one in the camp at all, and it was only above and below zero outside, so he could only huddle in the house and stuffy.

Liu Shangxin said that he knew that this holiday was so difficult, and he should apply for individual errands, and it was better than lying in the house and getting moldy. Since there is nothing to do, I will simply return to Majiazhuang tomorrow to see what the situation is like over there.

But Liu Shang may have been born a hard worker, and just as he was about to fall asleep in the dormitory, someone came to the door again.

After Liu Shang was awakened by the knock on the door, he got up and opened the door to see that the person who came was not a living person, but Qin Wei, the propaganda officer of the garrison. Before Liu Shang was transferred to Majiazhuang, he was handing over work with Qin Wei. He has a good impression of this person, although he is a soldier, he is not rude, he treats people with courtesy, and he should be a literati before he wants to join the army.

"I heard that Brother Liu has come back from Majiazhuang, so I came to bother, and I hope Brother Liu is not strange!" Qin Wei arched his hand and greeted after seeing Liu Shang.

Qin Wei's tone and actions were obviously like more literati than soldiers, and Liu Shang politely let him into the house while greeting him. Liu Shang knew that the other party should not be so free, so he came to chat with him before it was dark, and the relationship between the two parties was indeed not close to that point, and the other party must have something serious to talk about when he took the initiative to come to the door. Su Yu still had official business, so he hurriedly ate lunch and left. Liu Shang slowly shaved the rice grains in the bowl with chopsticks, but he was preoccupied and had no appetite. When he went north, he was mentally prepared for the difficulties he might encounter after arriving in Shandong, but he did not expect that the situation here would be more complicated than he imagined. The rule of the Haihan in the occupied areas of Shandong was far less stable than that of the colonies of Fu, Guangzhou, and Zhejiang, and the relationship with the Ming Dynasty was much more tense.

What annoys Liu Shang is not the big and small conflicts between Haihan and Daming, but the current self-identity. He knew that he had left the Ming intelligence agency, and it was estimated that he could only serve Haihan now and in the future, but his past identity was always like a maggot attached to the bones, and there was a possibility that he would lose his reputation at any time. Even if he wanted to help Haihan deal with Da Ming's peers, he still had to risk his identity being exposed. The anonymous report letter was indeed written on the spur of the moment, and it may be difficult for him to get better in this uneasy mood until the final result is known.

Originally, I thought that I would just come to Shandong to be a propaganda officer and just deal with my own people every day, but I didn't expect that I would still have to return to my old business after coming here. Liu Shang couldn't help but smile wryly when he thought of this section, and said in his heart that after the affairs of Majiazhuang were over, his curiosity really had to be put away, and if he was as nosy as this time, he would kill himself sooner or later.

After lunch, Liu Shang wanted to walk around the island, but he soon found out that as Su Yu said, most of the island was blocked due to the epidemic, and only a few specific people were allowed to pass, and people like him who had been transferred from this place were obviously not among them. After Liu Shang was stopped twice in succession by the guards wearing masks, he lost the interest of moving around, and could only return to his residence in a huff. But at this time, it was working time, there was no one in the camp at all, and it was only above and below zero outside, so he could only huddle in the house and stuffy.

Liu Shangxin said that he knew that this holiday was so difficult, and he should apply for individual errands, and it was better than lying in the house and getting moldy. Since there is nothing to do, I will simply return to Majiazhuang tomorrow to see what the situation is like over there.

But Liu Shang may have been born a hard worker, and just as he was about to fall asleep in the dormitory, someone came to the door again.

After Liu Shang was awakened by the knock on the door, he got up and opened the door to see that the person who came was not a living person, but Qin Wei, the propaganda officer of the garrison. Before Liu Shang was transferred to Majiazhuang, he was handing over work with Qin Wei. He has a good impression of this person, although he is a soldier, he is not rude, he treats people with courtesy, and he should be a literati before he wants to join the army.

"I heard that Brother Liu has come back from Majiazhuang, so I came to bother, and I hope Brother Liu is not strange!" Qin Wei arched his hand and greeted after seeing Liu Shang.

(End of chapter)