As far as the country and the people are concerned, the "insensitivity" of the people and authorities in Zhizhou of the Northern Iron and Steel Alliance is beyond Song Ziyu's imagination.

This kind of numbness even made Song Ziyu a little dumbfounded.

Probably the numb Yu Xia people in Master Lu's pen felt a little superior when they saw these people.

Song Ziyu tried his best to operate, as if he had achieved his goal, but he seemed to be lonely.

"How so?"

Song Ziyu couldn't help but ask Tong Xian.

Tong Xian, who had been cleaned up and lost his temper, smiled bitterly: "You really don't understand!" Ordinary people in the current era have long lived as worms, so they don't care who rules them above you, they just pray that the snowflakes of the times don't fall on themselves. ”

"Is this a lie flat?" Song Ziyu muttered to herself.

"What do you mean by lying flat?"

Tong Xian was puzzled.

Song Ziyu didn't bother to explain, and began to try to mobilize the troops stationed in Zhizhou.

However, to his incredibleness, the army did not pay attention to its own intentions at all, and regarded its own conscriptions and orders as air at all.

"Grandma's, it's really weird."

Song Ziyu scolded and looked at Tong Xian and asked, "Are your troops in Zhizhou so awesome?" Don't listen to the call at all? ”

Tong Xian slowly spoke: "Isn't this normal? ”

"What do you mean by that?" Song Ziyu asked.

Tong Xian said: "Don't say that you can't mobilize the regular army of the Northern Iron and Steel Alliance, even us, even the central government can't mobilize the regular army stationed there." ”

"Why?"

Song Ziyu asked.

"Because we still have people on our heads!"

Tong replied first.

"Who? Aren't you guys the rulers of an entire country? ”

Song Ziyu asked.

"We can only be regarded as agents, the real ruler, or the one in the Hanging City."

Tong Xian smiled bitterly.

"Hanging City!"

Hearing this, Song Ziyu's eyes instantly sharpened.

That's right!

I almost forgot about it.

As far as the Northern Steel Alliance is concerned, there is also the existence of the Hanging City.

Song Ziyu looked through the information about the Hanging City in his mind and found that it was pitiful.

It's not that I didn't do enough homework, it's all because the intelligence network established by Gongsun Wan'er can't penetrate this layer.

"What kind of existence is Hanging City? And where is it? ”

Song Ziyu asked.

Hearing Song Ziyu's question, Tong Xian's face showed a yearning look: "As the name suggests, the Hanging City is a city floating in the sky, and its lord is Marshal Zhu, the real controller of the Northern Iron and Steel Alliance. ”

"Zhu Tianlie!"

Song Ziyu said: "Where are the others? ”

Tong Xian replied: "The Hanging City is erratic, it's not for us to grasp the whereabouts, the people of their Sky City are self-contained, and they don't bother to manage the affairs of our Northern Iron and Steel Alliance at all, they just hold on to the military power and don't let go, they can control the overall situation." ”

Speaking of this, Tong Xian's tone suddenly became a little tough: "Song Ziyu, you should feel lucky, if it weren't for the fact that the regular army couldn't be mobilized, otherwise, ......"

"Or what?"

Song Ziyu's eyes widened.

Tong Xian said: "If you can mobilize the regular army, according to what you are doing now, you will be killed a hundred times." ”

Song Ziyu grinned and said, "It seems that you still don't give up!" You don't understand at all, whether you can mobilize the regular army or not, I am completely sure that I will destroy your Northern Steel Alliance, and the reason why I will not smash you is entirely because I am not interested in ruling you. ”

Tong Xian didn't care when he heard this.

Song Ziyu is too lazy to meet this old horseman. 33

"Tell me, how can I get in touch with Hanging City."

Song Ziyu asked.

There is no point in dragging on the current situation, it is better to find a way to solve the problem.

Song Ziyu felt that beating the child on a rainy day would be idle anyway, so it was better to discuss with the people of the Hanging City about the domination of the northern world in the future.

Tong Xian said, "There is no way for us to grasp the movements of the Hanging City, but there is one person who can. ”

"Who?"

Song Ziyu asked.

"Zhu Shangqing, the general of the expedition to the south."

Tong Xiandao.

"Where are the others?"

Song Ziyu asked curiously.

"He's either in the clubhouse or on his way to the clubhouse."

Tong Xiandao.

……

Zhu Shangqing experienced another hangover.

The little masters who woke up in the clubhouse were confused.

Glancing at the two young girls beside him who were sleeping like dead pigs, Zhu Shangqing opened another bottle of high wine.

No way, it's too boring.

Zhu Shangqing liquor with marijuana, happy like a fairy.

It's not that Zhu Shangqing is too negative, it's entirely because it's not a good thing that this person doesn't have any pursuits.

The ancestors did everything they could, but when it came to Xiao Zhu's generation, they couldn't do anything.

Money and status are all lacking, and there is no fucking pursuit in life, what can I do?

Zhu Shangqing thought about it and felt that life was boring.

Just before that, he finally obtained the military and political power from the old man, and came out of the hanging city like a prison cell to breathe.

I was going to use the military power to sweep the southern power as a hunting game.

However, before he could set out, the bureaucrats concocted all the merits for themselves.

The army has not yet started, and the victory is over.

In the war report, the Federation was as vulnerable as a chicken, a tile and a dog, and the general of the Southern Expedition was there, and the lackeys of the Federation fled from the wind.

This level of falsification of accounts would not have been possible without three to five hundred years of immersion.

However, it was the combination that landed the first punch.

Winning a war is made by making false accounts, but the expenses of fighting a war must be reported by those who open accounts.

It costs money to start the army, it costs money to provide supplies and subsidies for soldiers to go to the battlefield, there are always dead people in war, and pensions are required for casualties.

Every money in the treasury has a place to be spent, and the landlord's family has no surplus food.

So the bureaucrats who were not good people came up with a solution.

This is through fundraising.

If you want the people to donate enthusiastically, the bureaucrats have to take the lead in collecting donations, and donating real money in a large court.

With the bureaucrats taking the lead in calling for help, the shadow of defeat in the war a few years ago was swept away in the face of this false victory, and the common people and middle- and lower-level bureaucrats who did not know the truth or falsehood enthusiastically donated money.

No, the ticket is coming.

Then the money of the family who took the lead in donating was returned, and the people's donations Zhu Shangqing and the families who did the work divided the accounts, and Zhu Shangqing made a small profit of seventy percent while lying still, and he didn't feel anything.

This kind of boring life has been going on for a long time, and Zhu Shangqing has become numb, thinking to himself what to toss, it is better to sow seeds happily, help the old Zhu family have a few more offspring, and strengthen the sluggish family, which can be regarded as a good achievement.

……

As soon as Zhu Shangqing, who was in the clouds, lit the marijuana, there was a knock on the door of the room.

The knock on the door woke up the little girl on her side, Zhu Shangqing dragged the girl and turned over on the horse, and cursed while doing morning exercises: "Who the hell is knocking on the door?" ”

No one responded, the door of the room was kicked open, and two zombies with maggots crawling in their eyes walked in from outside the door.

Some people died, but not completely......