Chapter 297: The Wine Banquet
After all, Chen Yi didn't give Muse a chance to be a "Xibao once" rat, if anyone can chā team, then the medal is meaningless, and the qualification is no longer a seniority. 【】####
But he promised to make a special note in the Muse's file that he surrendered on November 7, 2564, the day the Battle of Xijiang took place.
The muse was a little curious about the "dossier", but he didn't ask. He knew that this was a very precious opportunity, and he could not afford to pay attention to such ordinary stupid questions.
He trembled all over his body and said, "City Lord, I have a little immature idea about the development of Xijiang Water Village. ”
"Immaturity" is what he learned from the trainees "cadres", when he was in the city, he heard the trainees report on their work so Yu Weichao is a person who pays attention to the way of speaking, and those who say bad things do not do good things, this kind of conclusion does not need to be discussed, but the appointment of cadres is Yu Weichao's final say. Many of the trainees are not able to adapt to this purely official life, and in the end they cannot become officials, it is the same everywhere.
But the muse is a standard official, or rather a bureaucrat. He seized the opportunity to not only describe the advantages and disadvantages of the development of the various city-states under the temple, but also to compare the future direction of the Xijiang city-state.
"The first step is to take the city of Mara. The temple is a place that pays attention to strength, and Mara City was not originally built by the knights of the temple, but it can provide the temple with 30,000 soldiers every 5 years, a slave corps of about 200,000 people, and the most important thing is millions of taxes, which is incomparable to several nearby city-states, so the temple pays a lot of attention to Mara City, and the third heavy infantry battalion was originally going to go to the battlefield......"
This is a piece of new information, Chen Yi listened very carefully, and said: "You go and write a report in the form of a detailed description of the problem of Mara City and the temple, Yu Weichao, this information should be collected carefully." ”
"Yes." Yu Weichao, who was drinking mímí, looked at the muse with some unhappiness. He is a technician, and now he has just tasted the taste of power, but he has encountered a challenge, and the challenge of the defector, he is really not very happy.
The muse held his head high and didn't look at Yu Weichao. Before surrendering, of course, he should have a good relationship with the No. 2 person in Xijiang Walled City, even if people don't like him, but after surrendering, if he deals with No. 2 person wholeheartedly, he will only be bullied by No. 3, No. 4, No. 5, after all, he has a different background, and he can't be tough when he struggles. Different people have different ways of being officials, and the way of muse is to bet, at least so far, he has done a good job, from ordinary knights to jazz, that is a family goal, and now, he bets on Yu Weichao to lose. **
"Let's go to dinner." Chen Yi extended an invitation to the muse, and then took the lead to return to the square, attracting bursts of cheers.
Muse was a little disappointed, the best way he envisioned to appear should be under Chen Yi's introduction, like a noble girl who has just entered the social arena, to get everyone's single-minded blessing - at least on the surface. It is best to be able to talk to Chen Yi and appear in front of every upstart in Xijiang City-State with an intimate attitude.
The upstarts are drinking!
The muse is nostalgic for the aristocratic girl. The biggest nobleman in Mara City is the Great Sir Silva, but even the Silva family has not cultivated real aristocratic girls, and those rough women often appear in the homes of young and beautiful knights before the coming-of-age ceremony, and most importantly, these women are not beautiful at all.
Only thousands of years of inheritance, continuous marrying aristocratic girls, can make the knights and nobles with long faces give birth to noble girls with tender white faces, and the sacrifices of the southern temple are proud of marrying noble girls, but when they arrive in the city of Mara in the mountains, the tradition has been hit by reality. Muse himself has only seen the daughter of the chief priest twice, which should be regarded as a noble girl, but I don't know under what circumstances the main priest, who likes male pets, married a former noble woman.
There is music singing in the square.
Some civilians were allowed to enter the square to join the indigenous soldiers and cadet cadres.
Red wine, white wine, beer, there seems to be everything in the square, as long as you have one thing - the "Xibao once" medal.
Whenever the muse took the delicious drink from the escort's hand, he couldn't help but look at the beautiful medal in front of the escort, it was honor, it was also wealth, it was free wine now, God knows what it would be later.
"What's it called?"
"White wine."
"That's good." The Muse drank it all again, and when he looked down, he saw Sir Silva. He writhed awkwardly in a half-new, silk robe, and the muse wanted to go up and say a few words, but he moved but did not move.
It's so easy to attract suspicion!
"Muse, another drink?"
The accompanying natives called him by his name, which made the former knight and now the knight muse a little unhappy, but the former big knight, he felt lucky. **
The drinks, of course, are shipped from the earth. With the help of four natives from Yuncun, Chen Yi delivered a total of 100 tons of supplies this time, five times as many as he usually delivers, so he has some space for non-essential items, and wine is one of them.
Now Xijiang Water Village, cement bricks, tiles and hardwood and other building materials can be self-produced, the only thing that needs to be supplied in large quantities is oil and steel, due to the help of 4 people in Yuncun, Chen Yi can transport the number of materials increased, and various daily necessities gradually appeared in the transportation list. Of course, it was also in consideration of the needs of the banquet that he would bring a whole car of wine over.
The banquet seems to be always in the middle of the high court, like the shadow of the sun from export to domestic sales. Everywhere there were people laughing and exclaiming. Civilians drank their own fruit wine in their own homes or joined in the excitement of the streets.
The observers above the walls, the heavy machine gunners in the bunkers below the walls, silently guarding the new city, no one knows how far they can go, but the future is extended with the road.
Chen Yi quietly left the city and returned to the familiar Jiangning.
Jiangning is quiet in the early hours of the morning, and even the riverside district in the center of the city is beginning to fall into a deep sleep. Occasionally, two or three people passed by, kicking cans all over the floor, and bursts of drunken laughter could be heard.
As civilians, such a world is wonderful.
As a power holder, such a world is ugly.
As a young man, the good world deprived him of the opportunity to control his power, and the ugly world deprived him of the opportunity to control his life.
Chen Yi tightened his clothes and decided to walk back to school.
The victorious Mara city-state made him feel excited, but also stressed. If the former Mara City was an idle man who could be discarded at will, then after investing so much power, he could no longer say the same.
Jiangning University is unusually quiet.
Bohu is a political prisoner accustomed to life in captivity, and he does not dare to make a sound under the night sky, and he does not dare to express any opinion except the pulse of his breathing.
The towering trees on both sides of the road are like lonely mature women, in the dark space, there is a rustling sound of leaves rubbing, and when the friction is deepest, all the big trees will let out a suppressed exclamation in unison, and then drop a little broken leaves.
Naturally, the dormitory building had a power outage on time. But there are some rooms that are still lit up, and the final exams are coming up soon, and no matter how carefree and easy college students are on weekdays, at such a time, there is still a little bit of real revision.
There are more lights in the H building group, and graduate students and doctoral students also have to take exams, and in a humane society, only hard exams can give supervisors a reason to be hard.
On the 23rd floor, there is only one resident Chen Yi now, and since Liu Xinyu and Jin Doona both live here, the school directly ignored this dormitory intentionally or unintentionally, so as not to encounter management embarrassment. Just think about the foreign gentlemen who have shed blood and tears here, and you will know that Chen is definitely not a kind and easy bully.
When he came back on weekdays, Chen Yi knocked on the door, and he didn't even bring the key with him. But now there is still some time before dawn, and it is obviously not good to wake up others. He thought for a moment, then simply took out a bottle of Level 1 Curse Ink, drew a circle and silently chanted: Open the door lock of 2308.
There was a "click" sound from the door, and it actually opened.
Chen Yi secretly admired to himself, where is this curse potion, it is clearly a universal potion. In the future, if you run out of money, you will take this bottle of potion with you, steal corrupt officials, and become Robin Hood in the new century.
The room was naturally black and hollow, but before he took two steps, there was a sound of soft breathing in front of him.
Chen Yi smiled slightly and said in a low voice, "It's me." ”
"Shhh Kim Doona said in a sweet and greasy Korean style, and easily stuffed the thick Glock 21 inside the tight short kù
The caliber of 45 stretched a large piece of the tight kù, and lù out the pure black sè máo hair inside.
Chen Yi raised his eyebrows, and with his fighting skills level 8 in his eyes, he could see every detail in the room with a little glimmer.
It just so happened that Jin Douyin covered her mouth and yawned, lù out her slender waist and beautiful belly button, and said at the same time: "It's a good night to come back, and your room is a little dusty." ”
Chen Yi's eyes widened, and he said unconsciously, "What about your room." ”
The little Korean beauty smiled, shook her head again, and said, "I'm so sleepy, I can't do it tonight." ”
"Not what?"
"Nothing."
"Nothing, then, but give me a place to sleep." Chen Yi actually wanted to say: I haven't done anything yet.
Jin Doona couldn't say anything about letting Chen Yi sleep on the sofa, or rather, she was more worried about when Liu Xinyu would come out and adopt Chen Yi who was sleeping on the sofa.
After weighing left and right, Jin Doona, who was not very clear-headed, took Chen Yi's hand and whispered while going back to the room: "Don't wake up others." ”
Chen Yi smiled secretly, he had already heard the breathing of Liu Xinyu in the room next to him. The sound of the door opening woke Jin Doona, and of course Liu Xinyu would not still be asleep, but they were receiving the same training.
"We sleep on two quilts, you sleep outside, I sleep inside."
"Okay."
"I'm really sleepy, go to sleep."
"Yes."
"You don't stretch the tuǐ over."
"I know."
"Don't put your hand over too."
"Hmm." Chen Yi dipped his free finger in the curse ink he had just taken out, drawing circles and chanting silently: "Let Jin Doona's xiōng clothes break." ”
"Oh."
"Whew."
……
(To be continued)