In the 1,500-square-meter terrace garden and swimming pool, the breeze ripples the clear water, making it look like a dream under the night lights.
Next to the parasol and the colorful flower beds, Lu Ming was lazily lying in a recliner, flipping through a document.
It was a report of civil unrest in Anshan, but it seemed that peasant riots and even military mutinies often occurred in Anshan, and the parties in the Northern Territory were accustomed to it. In the Municipal Council, this civil unrest did not cause any discussion.
It looked quite grand, involving three provinces, and even the mayor of a province had his head cut off and hung on the city gate for public display.
It is difficult to say what the nature of this civil unrest was. Participants included refugees, landlord militia, and soldiers who were owed wages.
Seeing Lu Ming shaking his head, Anshan was like a Shura field with constant wars. The common people living there probably hoped that their biggest luxury would be to not encounter war in the new year and to live a peaceful and stable life, rather than worrying about whether they had enough food and clothing.
After putting it down, he picked up another document.
As he was watching, Lu Ming suddenly turned his head and said with a smile: "Grandma Long, you are still awake?"
Standing beside her with her head lowered and her eyes submissive was Granny Tuolong.
"Master, don't stay up late. Queen Liuli has instructed me!" Grandma Tuolong looked solemn.
Lu Ming was helpless. He had just returned from Roswell, where he celebrated his 22nd birthday.
According to what Liuli and Hanzhu relayed to Bizhu, her life has entered a new stage. In the next two years, she must pay special attention to her health, not stay up late, and ensure five hours of sleep every day.
To put it in a very mysterious way, it's like a dragon shedding its scales and transforming for the first time, and no one knows what it's doing.
But it is true that just after my birthday, I seemed to suddenly become easily tired. I fell asleep as soon as I touched the pillow and slept for ten or eight hours.
"Okay, I won't watch it anymore! Let's go back to the room and rest!" Lu Ming stood up.
Grandma Tuolong finally breathed a sigh of relief, and a look of satisfaction appeared on her face. She knew clearly that her master treated her with a kind of respect as an elder, and she felt grateful and warm at the same time.
…
Lu Ming was stunned when he entered the magnificent bedroom. In front of the luxurious moon-shaped bed with golden curtains, there were two gorgeous figures standing. They were Mrs. Audrey and Mrs. Britney. Both were wearing gorgeous black gauze dresses, with shame and anger on their faces.
Granny Tuolong followed behind Lu Ming and said, "Master, their fate is fire. From my perspective, their lives are burning brightly, so they can warm your feet."
Lu Ming coughed and Liuli blew the wind. In the past two years, he needed a body with a strong destiny to keep his feet warm when he slept, because his feet were the roots of his divine body, and the transformation also started from his feet.
It's probably like the foot-warming girl in the previous life, who would hold her feet in her arms when she slept.
But isn’t this ridiculous
"Forget it!" Lu Ming waved his hand and was suddenly stunned.
But I noticed that Audrey and Britney's black gauze nightgowns had palm-sized holes on their lower abdomens, revealing a patch of snow-white skin.
Obviously, that was the door left for me to step in.
He quickly turned his eyes away and said to Granny Tuolong, "Take them with you! I said, no need!"
Born under the red flag and raised in the new society, even if their thoughts have been corrupted a lot nowadays, this is too bullying and humiliating. Being afraid of occupying them is better than this humiliation.
Seeing the master's stern tone, Granny Tuolong did not dare to insist and whispered, "Yes, master, please soak your feet. These two fire girls will wash your feet to clear the meridians."
"No need, I can make it myself!" Lu Ming looked at Tuo Long, "Don't say anything more."
“Since the master doesn’t like them, I will go and look for them for him tomorrow. In the master’s house, these two have the strongest Fire element. The others are a little weaker, but they can be used…” Granny Tuolong felt a little sorry. For a foot-warming Fire girl, it’s best if the Fire element is strong enough. What does it matter if she likes you or not? She’s not a personal maid, let alone a concubine. Even her gender doesn’t matter, right? There are indeed men who are Fire girls.
Lu Ming waved his hand: "You guys go!"
Mrs. Audrey and Mrs. Britney didn't dare to move. I don't know how they were scared by Granny Tuolong. It's not about whether to die or not. The most miserable thing for a person is that he can neither live nor die.
Audrey and her friends had experienced that horrific dungeon, so they knew what such a nightmare was like.
Lu Ming looked at Grandma Tuolong.
Grandma Tuolong waved her hand helplessly, and Audrey and Britney left as if they had been pardoned.
…
In the study room in the morning, Lu Ming stretched lazily and felt very energetic.
Every time I go back to Montenegro, I feel like I’ve been recharged, not to mention this time I’m going to Roswell to celebrate my birthday and reunite with my daughters.
"Master, how do you feel?" Grandma Tuolong stood beside the desk like a ghost, her face full of concern.
"It's pretty good!" Lu Ming picked up the letter and read it.
"Master, it's not every day that you need the fire girl to warm your feet..."
Lu Ming looked at her and said, "You're looking for me for this, right?"
"Oh, nothing can be hidden from the master." Grandma Tuolong smiled apologetically, "I was choosing a fire girl for the master, and yesterday I accidentally found out something. Here, this is what the Western slave named Margaret told me." She handed over a few pages of paper and smiled, "The master is truly destined to be chosen. The four Western slaves, as well as Pei and Zou, are all fire girls, as if they were prepared by God for the master."
Lu Ming was too lazy to pay attention to her. He picked up the paper and read it. He was careless at first, but after looking at it for a few times, his expression became serious.
However, it was Margaret who confessed that her husband was actually a business partner of the opium king James, but due to his reputation, her husband secretly invested in James's business.
The opium business in Anshan District and Anshan Province was originally controlled by her husband. The operators transferred money into an account in the Fila Bank in the Central District. She knew that the account had a security code. Moreover, in a safe in the Fila Bank, the contact information of the opium distributors in Anshan Province controlled by her husband was kept.
"Anshan's opium business..." Lu Ming pondered. He did not feel any pleasant surprise about what Margaret had told him, that the safe also contained gold bars hidden by her husband. Even if there were gold bars worth hundreds of thousands or even millions, it would not arouse any excitement for him at the moment. It was better than nothing.
"Call Margaret." Lu Ming made a gesture.
Opium and other drugs have destroyed countless families in the Northern Territory, where they are not banned.
Due to the education in my previous life, I have an instinctive disgust and aversion towards drug dealers and drug lords.
However, even if the so-called Opium King James is punished, there will be new James emerging.
The fundamental solution is to make the warlords of the four provinces in the northern region feel that drugs are a threat to their rule rather than the wealth brought by high taxes.
For myself, if I can gain some benefits during this period, it would be a win-win situation.