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Chapter 433: Great God Lu Wuming
"Brother, are you leaving?"
Hu Jun rubbed his groggy eyes, looked at Young Master Liu who had already sat up and looked a little embarrassed, and gently pulled back the hand on Young Master Liu's waist.
"Yes, it's daybreak. It's time to go back. I stayed up all night and I wonder if the soldiers in the mission will be anxious. You can go on sleeping."
"Okay, I won't send it away."
After saying this, Hu Jun fell down and fell asleep, breathing evenly from time to time.
Young Master Liu gently opened the door. The Wu Wei outside the door had already left at some unknown time. He turned back and took a deep look at Hu Jun, who was sleeping soundly. Young Master Liu had a gloomy feeling in his eyes.
He sighed slightly and said, "Oh, let the old man handle it."
With his body moving, Young Master Liu jumped up and down and returned to the east courtyard. The fatigue he felt when he just got up was gone.
"Hey, brother, you are really romantic and show mercy at all times. It has only been a while since you found a younger sibling for your eldest brother. That's good. I have to be my little pony. We are all a family. My sibling can't refuse. Brother, is it my request?"
Young Master Liu, who was just about to return to his room, was startled by Song Qing who suddenly came out of the room: "Why did you get up so early?"
"Of course the eldest brother is worried about your health. You must know that the eldest brother is half asleep and half awake all the time. Tell me, have you taken it down?"
Song Qing chuckled, looking quite dirty.
"Go away, am I that kind of person? Yesterday I was just discussing the battle formation and forgot the time. I was not allowed to come back due to the curfew at the station, so I slept peacefully. Nothing happened. Can you please stop being so filthy? "
Young Master Liu turned sideways and looked at the gossipy Song Qing with disgust: "You are so dirty!"
Song Qing glanced at Young Master Liu with disdain: "I just slept honestly. A man and a widow lived together in the same room. I just slept honestly. Who would believe it if I said this? Isn't this just a group of people?" Playboy told others that I went to a brothel just to drink a glass of wine? Who would believe it?"
Song Qing crossed his hands on his chest and looked at Young Master Liu carefully. He firmly did not believe what Young Master Liu said, not even a ghost.
"Bah, dirty, heart."
After Young Master Liu spat at Song Qing, he shook his head and walked into his room.
Song Qingtian followed him in shamelessly: "Brother, you have to settle the matter with me, otherwise I won't have to do it, it will be a bloody BMW, a sweaty BMW, you know what Dalong wants How difficult is it to find one? There is a price but no market."
Young Master Liu put on his official robe, washed himself, sat on a chair and drank tea: "You can discuss it with your junior brother. Nothing really happened to us. You are also a man, and you are a martial arts practitioner. You see Do I look like what I looked like after a sexual indulgence?”
Song Qing glanced at Young Master Liu like a dog's eyes, then lifted Young Master Liu's wrist and touched it, his expression suddenly became negative.
He grabbed Young Master Liu's collar fiercely and said, "Liu Mingzhi, you are worse than a beast. You are useless even if I give you a chance."
Liu Mingzhi plucked Song Qing's hand off and looked at Song Qing narrowly: "Junior brother and I are more than just etiquette. We only have the friendship of the same family and no personal relationship between children. Are you thinking too much?"
Song Qing sighed and poured a cup of tea and drank it in one gulp: "Bullshit, you have a lustful heart but no courage. My commander's bloody horse spent so much Hehuan powder and finally made a wedding dress for others. If Xiao Pony is... Do you believe that Big Brother can go crazy if you let others have it?"
"Either you go in if you have a lustful heart, or you go in if you have the guts. We came to the Kingdom of Jin as envoys, not to seek love. What news did you hear yesterday?"
Song Qing babbled a lot. Young Master Liu didn't understand a word of what he said, but he felt that it had a profound feeling.
"What are you talking about?"
Song Qing spread his hands and said: "You know what the hell, I turned around and said all the words that I, the commander, can't understand. I don't understand Turkic and Western dialects. I do know a little bit about Jin Guo dialect. The key is where I go." There are no Jin people."
"Then what do you mean by all the nonsense you just said?"
"It's just made up now. You don't understand these words anyway."
"roll!"
He glanced at Song Qing who was twirling his fingers angrily. Young Master Liu did not expect that Song Qing would return without success just like him.
"Brother, this can't go on like this. I feel like my eyelids are twitching a little, and I always feel that something bad will happen if this continues."
Song Qing quietly closed the door: "There is no way. We don't understand what the barbarians say. If we delay it, things will change sooner or later. And don't forget that the locust plague in Qingzhou is about to take shape. How can we communicate with each other if we delay it? Don't forget that there are Turks Not going anywhere."
"Two adults, Lu Wuming wants to see you!"
"come in."
Lu Wuming is one of the subordinate officials who followed him this time. He is low-key and unassuming. It can be said that he has no sense of presence. He is an official of Honglu Temple. Young Master Liu is not impressed by this person with a low sense of presence. He just remembers There is such a person among the ten subordinate officials.
"The Prime Minister of Honglu Temple has met the two envoys."
"No need to be polite, please sit down first. What does Lu Sicheng come to see me for?"
"Thank you two adults." Lu Wuming did not sit down but took out a piece of rice paper from his sleeve and handed it to Mr. Liu: "Master Liu, this is the information about the Turks that I have been investigating. Please take a look at it."
Young Master Liu looked at the manuscript in his hand in surprise: "Do you understand Turkic language?"
Lu Wuming smiled implicitly: "You are joking, sir. The duty of Honglu Temple is to receive envoys from various countries who are on envoys to Dalong. If you don't know how to talk to each other, I know the Western dialect, Jin dialect, Turkic dialect." dialect, Korean dialect, Annan dialect."
Young Master Liu and the other two looked at Lu Wuming in surprise, never expecting that such a low-key figure like Lu Wuming could be proficient in the languages of several countries.
He is a promising diplomat. No, Honglu Temple was the Ministry of Foreign Affairs in ancient times. Lu Wuming can be said to be a diplomat now.
Young Master Liu looked sadly at Lu Wuming who was sitting there calmly, thinking that when he was learning English, he couldn't sleep at night and couldn't sleep well, so he barely passed the CET-4 and CET-6 exams.
That's still a matter of writing. As for spoken language, you can tell by looking at the exchanges he had with those Westerners. Except for a hello, he basically forgot all about it.
But the Lu Wuming in front of him was actually proficient in the languages of several countries. He was not able to speak them, but was proficient. In other words, Lu Wuming could speak fluent foreign languages everywhere except that he looked Han Chinese.
A great figure who will be placed in the future generations.
Although he was a little surprised, Young Master Liu could only comfort himself, no matter how powerful you are, you are still the boss of me.
"Master Lu, with your ability, it is a bit unworthy to be the Prime Minister of Honglu Temple, which is only the sixth rank. I can't think of you as the Young Minister of Honglu Temple, who is the third rank."
"My lord is joking, I don't have that ability."
After complimenting each other a few times, Major Liu opened the manuscript and read it.
After a moment, Young Master Liu looked solemn: "No wonder we are being left alone. Tens of thousands of Turkic war horses are no small matter."
