Xia Bailong looked at the eunuch next to him without saying a word for a while, and let out a soft "Huh?", making the other party startled.
"Your Majesty forgive me, the handwriting is really hard to read." The eunuch fell to his knees immediately.
"Get up. It's not easy for a bunch of barbarians to be able to write." Xia Bailong laughed, as if flipping a switch, and many ministers below also burst into laughter, the smiles were full of contempt.
"Your Majesty is right, it's not easy for those barbarians to be able to write, and they can't ask for more." A minister echoed.
Xia Bailong nodded in satisfaction.
"Uh, Your Majesty, I can't make out this handwriting due to my old eyesight." The eunuch said cautiously after reading the letter.
Although Ren Baqian's self was hard to recognize, it was not yet to the point of being completely unrecognizable. But as the person who served Xia Bailong, he couldn't understand Xia Bailong's temperament very well. If you really read this letter, you will definitely not be able to please yourself. Even if nothing happened for a short period of time, after a period of time, if you find an excuse, you will die without a place to bury yourself.
You must know that eunuchs like them rely on the emperor's favor. If the emperor is dissatisfied with himself, countless people want to climb up on their own bones.
"You can't even read a letter well, get out of here." Xia Bailong snorted coldly. "Li Kairui, read it."
"yes."
An old man with gray beard and hair, who was in good spirits, came up to take the letter and read it in detail, with a strange look on his face.
"Why, you don't recognize the bachelor?" Xia Jiulong sneered.
Li Kairui is the Grand Tutor of the Great Xia and a Bachelor of Zhaoyang Pavilion, so naturally he will not be like the eunuch just now.
He just smiled bitterly and said, "The words in this letter are somewhat disrespectful to His Majesty."
"Say!" Xia Bailong said coldly. "I'd like to hear what kind of disrespect it is."
Li Kairui smiled wryly in his heart, then cleared his throat and said:
"Emperor Dayao to His Majesty Daxia:
My old friend hangs like you, but now the grave is five feet tall.
Looking at the grass at the grave, it is one foot five, and thinking of old friends, it is like you.
An old friend is like a king, and the grass is as good as the eyebrows! "
The first sentence changed Xia Baichong's original writing, after all, it was too ugly to say it.
But what follows is true.
Li Kairui just read halfway, the smile on Xia Bailong's face froze.
When Li Kairui finished reading, Xia Baichong exuded a cold breath, and he also made a deep fingerprint on the armrest of the seat made of pure gold.
The people below were even more stunned. No one thought that Dayao's credentials would have such content. This was simply scolding! Old friend dick like you? The grass on the grave is five feet? What is this nonsense
Do you still miss your old friend? Returning an old friend is like a king, and the grave is as good as the eyebrows
This is simply scolding by hooligans.
Originally, everyone wanted to laugh at that empress of Dayao, trying to explain, but should we hit you or hit you.
But at this time, no one could speak.
Dayao's empress doesn't have any explanation at all!
Just start scolding!
Although I have thought about the reaction of that empress Dayao before, but as a normal person, I should explain it a little anyway, right? Even if he said that he didn't know about the death of the seventh prince, it was still a matter of saving face.
How can there be such a thing
How could the arrogant Xia Bailong accept this? How will it be accepted by the people who have always regarded themselves as the most powerful monarchs and ministers
Everyone thinks that no matter what you say, I will beat you, which is enough of a hooligan. Unexpectedly, the other party is not weaker than himself. It's just a doggerel when I come up, and I just swear when I open my mouth.
"How dare Qi Zixiao do this?" Xia Bailong's chest heaved heavily, and he cursed: "I will definitely capture her back to Jiujiang, and see if she is still so stubborn."
"Your Majesty calm down, she is just showing off her tongue for a while." Li Kairui said in a deep voice.
"I know, it's just that you dare to insult me like this..." Xia Bailong's face was full of anger.
After that day, Xia Bailong suffered from a headache, and it was difficult to sleep at night for many days.
If Ren Baqian knew that a letter he wrote on a whim raised Emperor Daxia's blood pressure and nearly caused a cerebral congestion, he would probably have to raise his tail and write it in his so-called "Historical Records" immediately.
…
Apart from studying with Tong Zhenye and others about the location of the salt field, manufacturing process, and well drilling, Ren Baqian learned about the situation on the front line from the radio every day.
After Yusheng City was broken, the army of the Central Protectorate finally rushed to the front line. Before sending a thousand people to Yusheng City to assist in the defense, but with the fall of Yusheng City, they all died in this city.
The remaining 7,000 troops and Yusheng City did not fight against the Great Xia Army. The opponent defended the city, and it would be difficult for Dayao's 7,000 people to attack.
Therefore, one day later, they attacked the 70,000 Xia army outside the Coca city, plus the remaining 1,000 defenders in the Guca city, and killed half of the 80,000 Xia army, leaving at least more than 20,000 corpses, and 10,000 more Many people were scattered outside, only half of them retreated to Liaocheng, and joined Liaocheng's 80,000 army, a total of 120,000.
At this time, there are still 5,000 people left in the Central Protectorate.
At this time, the empress was already approaching the direction of Liaocheng, and was using the radio to communicate with Li Qianqiu from time to time, preparing to attack Liaocheng's 120,000 Xia army.
Using 6,000 people to attack an army of 120,000, only the ancients can do such a thing.
Considering that among the 6,000 people, 1,200 are flying knights with the lowest strength of the earth wheel, Ren Baqian still finds it quite difficult to accept.
After all, the education on the earth is that hundreds of thousands of troops surround hundreds of thousands of enemy troops, and they have received such education for more than 20 years. Now that thousands of people are attacking hundreds of thousands, even if he knows that the strength of the earth wheel is not comparable to that of ordinary troops, this number still makes him feel awkward.
…
Ren Baqian sat on the ground, and in front of him was a model of Dundrill. As his fingers tapped lightly on a small piece of wood behind the model, the drill bit of Dundrill drilled into the ground one by one under the action of the lever. It takes a lot of effort to drill a small hole.
A group of students around looked curiously at the model Ren Baqian was playing with. Although he had learned a little physics, it was all theory, and he only talked about optical fibers.
This is the second time to see the mechanical model applied in practice, so they are very curious and observe carefully. This is what they will learn in the future.
It was the first time they saw Ren Baqian's motorcycle, which had been successfully turned into a pile of scrap iron by them.
After fiddling with the model for a long time, Ren Baqian withdrew his hand and said to Tong Zhenye who was not far away: "The matter is basically like this, and the rest is up to you."
"Master Ren is not staying here?" Tong Zhenye was slightly stunned.
"It's almost time, I'll go to the front line to see." Ren Baqianyun said lightly, with the air of a master who regards a strong enemy as a grass.
If it is someone who is not familiar with him, it is really hard to see that he is pretending.
"Master Ren, it's better for you to stay here, everyone can save some time." Tong Zhenye said with a strange expression.
He was assassinated twice before, and each time made His Majesty furious, and now he is still running to the front? Should it be said that you have a big heart, or should you say that you don't know how to live or die? If you stay here safely, if nothing happens, you will make the greatest contribution.
Ren Baqian stared: "Do you really think I'm a fool? Don't even have the strength to protect yourself? Let me tell you, I'm afraid when I get angry."
"It's really made of mud, it's still thin mud." Tong Zhenye nodded seriously.
"In the future, if there is a chance, I will let you see it. You don't know anything about power." Ren Baqian said angrily with sideways eyes.