South of New Kyushu.

State of Siam.

"According to reliable sources, the first batch of mass production of the new Kyushu Peng-style has been fully tested. In a short time, it will come to our Siam. ”

"Hahaha, we will also have planes in Siam by then."

"The Kyushu Academy of Sciences is really atmospheric, saying that it is going to give us two planes from Siam, and it will come to help us train pilots. This kind of friendship is as deep as the sea, but it must not be forgotten. 、”

"Now the development of the whole world is positive, everything is fine. I am looking forward to the day when the World Congress will be held. ”

|“ Son of heaven, why are you worried? Is it because of something? ”

“……”

The Son of Heaven of Siam was stunned, and then forced a laugh: "It's okay." Thinking about something personal. By the way, the ambassador of the Kyushu Academy of Sciences said that a plane will be sent in the near future. We are close to Shin-Kyushu, and we should be the first places to be descended by Peng. Everyone need to be prepared. If we improve the health situation in the capital and popularize the simple conversation in Kyushu, we will make the visitors of New Kyushu feel friendly. Also, be prepared to pick some smart people and start learning Kyushu right away. At that time, the pilots will have to choose from among these people. ”

"Yes, Son of Heaven."

"Son of God, are you really okay?"

"Why do you always look like you're smiling, what's the matter?"

The Son of Heaven of Siam shook his head easily: "No." Alright, let's get busy. ”

"Yes,"

“……”

After everyone left, the Son of Siam put his hands into his pockets and clutched a telegram in his pocket tightly. There are some short words on the paper, a telegram from Shin-Kyushu.

The contents of the telegram were unknown to no one, except for himself and only his own telegraph operator, but an order had been given to shut him up forever.

At this time, the son of Siam, who was holding the telegram tightly with both hands, flashed a trace of bitterness in his eyes, took a deep breath, and then silently walked into the office with his hands behind his back.

I stayed in the office for two days and didn't come out.

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At the same time, the country of Pyu.

The Emperor of the Kingdom of Bi took a sip of spirits, carefully studied a telegram sent by New Kyushu in his hand, and looked at it, but his eyes were red and his nose was a little sour.

"How can I be a good ......?"

Rubbed his cheeks. The emperor called the secretary: "Help me count how much gold is left in the treasury." ”

"Yes, Son of Heaven."

"Another ......"

"What else?"

"Help me count how many death row inmates there are in my country."

"Huh? I don't know why the Son of Heaven ......"

Before the secretary finished speaking, the emperor of the country interrupted angrily: "If I let you go, you can go, don't have any more nonsense." ”

"Understood."

“……”

After the secretary left, the emperor of the country poured a sip of strong wine again, sobbing and muttering: "Do you want to be the king of the fallen country, or be the sinner of the nation?" ”

"I will leave a thousand years of stinking nailed to the pillar of shame in history and protect my people. Or do you want that title of bravery, and then take them to the buried? ”

"Alas......"

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Further south, Temasek Nation.

Temasek sat in his office chair and clutched his hair, deep in thought, painful in thought.

Then he looked up at a telegram on the table.

Suddenly frenzied: "My Temasek nation will never fall!" ”

Grabbing the telegram, like an angry lion, he suddenly clumped up the piece of paper, tore a few handfuls and threw it into the paper basket.

'Whew, swoop'

Temasek's chest rises and falls, like a bellows. Very angry.

But after a while, he anxiously crouched in front of the paper basket and kept rummaging, finding all the scraps of paper he had torn up and putting them together.

"Ugh."

After all, a long sigh.

Temasek sat weakly on the luxurious carpet, sweating profusely.

He didn't know how he was supposed to be. Facing the same predicament as the country of Piao, facing the same multiple-choice question as the other two emperors.

He didn't know how to choose. Just like the other two heavenly sons don't know how to choose.

Further, tens of thousands of people were killed in the fire.

Taking a step back, it is nailed to the pillar of shame in history, leaving a stench for 10,000 years.

Further, it is to be able to obtain the title of glory and bravery.

Take a step back, but you can protect your country.

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No one has a fearless spirit, everyone is born selfish, and they only think about themselves everywhere.

But sometimes once a person is forced to a certain extent, in fact, it is just a thought to let go of everything.

A grown man's mission is to protect his women and children, so he would rather risk everything to protect, even if it is at the cost of his own life.

The mission of a mature national emperor is to protect his own people and national territory, and not to let the people under his rule suffer any harm, and at the same time, not to let his own national territory be violated in any way. Even if the price you need to pay is not death, but something more terrible than death - a stench for 10,000 years.

————

The Son of Heaven of Siam ascended to the heights and looked into the distance, looked at the peace in the capital city, and sighed: "The country is peaceful and the people are safe." ”

The emperor of the country was also looking at his city, and everyone did not have a premonition of the lightness of anything coming, and sighed: "The family and the country are peaceful." ”

Temasek's Son of Heaven looked at his ministers beaming with joy and longing for the future to join the Common Prosperity Council of Mankind, and sighed in his heart: "The world is peaceful. ”

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New Kyushu, Nishishu.

In this month, the most excited and nervous is Xun Shifei.

Stationed here for a season, from early summer, to late autumn. The whole person has darkened and lost a circle.

"In two days it will be the day of the autumn harvest. Haha, I watched our hybrid rice and it all grew fantastically. You look at the rice fields of Jinchang County, a piece of gold, do you think this is the most gorgeous color in the world? ”

Xun Shifei walked briskly in the field, constantly turning his head and talking to himself to the entourage behind him.

The entourage just laughed, but couldn't interject, and the prime minister was just talking to himself. Don't let anyone else interject or say anything.

"You just said that Li Zhen sent a telegram saying that he was going to come to Xizhou to visit the big scene of the autumn harvest? Haha, I haven't seen Li Zhen for more than two months. You said that when he came to Xizhou, when he took an airship to look down from above, he saw one after another neat square rice fields in Xizhou. How do you feel in your heart? ”

"Don't speak. I guess...... He's going to jump for joy, just like I did. Hahaha, the country is getting more and more prosperous, and Xizhou can be declared out of poverty in a few days. How can this world, you say, be so magical? A place has been poor for hundreds of years, and as a result, the advent of an improved version of the plant has lifted tens of millions of people in a region out of hunger and poverty. ”

"Nature is magical. Although it has brought us a lot of disasters and difficulties, it has also brought us unlimited opportunities. Rice, rice, rice. By the way, when I left Xizhou, I was reminded to bring a handful of Xizhou rice stalks, and I wanted to take them back and hang them at the head of my bed and in my office. Every moment I look up, I can see that this is our masterpiece. ”

"This is the beginning of the heyday."

Xun Shifei crossed his waist with his hands, stood at the center point of the rice field, looked around at the golden can, the autumn wind blew, and the rice stalks collided with each other to make a 'sloppy' sound.

Xun Shifei stroked the hair on his forehead that was messy by the wind, his eyes were moist unconsciously, and he smiled and murmured: "And the beginning of this prosperous world, I participated, witnessed, and created." Perhaps, the true meaning of rights is not the ultimate goal of control. ”

"I felt the temptation of power."