Liu Chengfeng, Song Yang and the other eight people set up the mahjong table and walked less than three times. When the game started, a middle-aged man wearing a light blue robe and a bamboo hat, dressed as a servant, suddenly appeared.
appeared outside the door and said loudly.
"My subordinate Yue Long meets the young master."
Liu Chengfeng, who was rubbing the mahjong in his hands and secretly thinking about what cards to play, suddenly got agitated and looked towards the door with twitching corners of his mouth.
The other seven people also took the opportunity to look towards the door, with frightened expressions on their faces. They were obviously startled by the man in a bamboo hat who suddenly appeared at the door.
Liu Chengfeng breathed a sigh of relief, put down the mahjong in his hand, stood up and walked towards Yue Long, looking at Yue Long's resolute and stern appearance with a wry smile and helplessly shaking his head.
"Uncle Yue, next time you come here, can you not appear so silently and suddenly? Don't you know that scaring people can scare them to death?
Fortunately, it's broad daylight now. If you came here suddenly at night, we brothers would be scared out of our minds by you."
Yue Long looked at Liu Chengfeng's troubled expression and nodded casually: "I disturbed the young master, please forgive me.
But the subordinate hopes that the young master can become familiar with the method of the subordinate's appearance as soon as possible.
After all, God has unpredictable circumstances, and people have misfortunes and blessings.
No matter when, where or what the situation is, I hope that you, young master, can maintain the vigilance that a warrior should have, so that when the crisis does come, the young master will be at a loss and find it difficult to deal with it.
At first, the Lord was very dissatisfied with the sudden appearance of his subordinates in this way, but he gradually got used to it.
However, this is not because the Lord is used to the way subordinates and others appear, but because the Lord understands that this is inevitable.
Because many beings with evil intentions do not say hello in advance when they want to do evil things to the Lord, people have to gradually grow up through training.
These are my heartfelt words. I hope you will keep them in mind, young master.
After all, when people make mistakes, horses sometimes stumble, and it is impossible for the subordinates and others to be able to appear at the young master's side in time to protect him every time.
The young master’s safety still requires adaptability, and self-protection comes first.”
Liu Chengfeng looked at Yue Long Zhengran's posture, and nodded with a wry smile: "Oh, Uncle Yue, don't always look so serious, juniors always feel uncomfortable looking at it, but Uncle Yue's words of instruction
, the juniors will definitely remember it in their hearts.
The junior also hopes that Uncle-in-law will give the junior some time to get familiar with it. After all, it is not easy to accept it all at once.
Did something important happen when you came here in person this time?"
Yue Long nodded slightly and whispered in Liu Chengfeng's ear.
After a while, Yue Long straightened up and looked at Liu Chengfeng cautiously: "Would you like me to send someone immediately to stop them outside the east courtyard of the State Guesthouse and prevent them from approaching you, young master?"
After all, we are on someone else's territory, and we have to guard against certain things."
Liu Chengfeng held his chin and thought for a moment, then looked at Yue Long, who looked slightly solemn: "Uncle Yue, are you sure it's just two ordinary soldiers and a person who looks like a painter?"
"My subordinates are sure that this is the information that Long San and the others confirmed after they monitored them all the way from the Tsarist Russian Palace to the State Guesthouse."
Liu Chengfeng was silent for a long time and nodded nonchalantly: "Then let them come. As long as they don't disturb me, they can do whatever they want. We still have to have this level of tolerance.
I think they won’t dare to do anything cruel to me in front of everyone, right? After all, this is a state guesthouse, and the Tsarist Russians also want to save face.”
"This... well, since the young master already has an idea, I won't say any more and will retire."
"Uncle Yue, why are you in such a hurry? Go into the room and have a cup of tea to warm yourself up before... um..."
Liu Chengfeng stared in astonishment at Yue Long who suddenly disappeared into the wind and snow again after a few ups and downs. He shrugged his shoulders with twitching eyes and turned around to walk towards the mahjong table.
Sitting on the chair carelessly, Liu Chengfeng glanced at Song Yang and the others with a suspicious look on his face: "You guys didn't take the opportunity to peek at my commander-in-chief's cards just now, did you?
You have to pay attention to the quality of your cards when playing cards, otherwise you won’t be able to win!”
The four of them felt Liu Chengfeng's suspicious gaze, sneered, picked up the tea, and began to taste it themselves.
Seeing this, Liu Chengfeng scratched his head in displeasure, glanced out of the open room with sparkle in his eyes, and happily played the cards in his hand.
"Eight tubes."
"eat."
"Wait a minute, I'm sorry, brothers, you are just a fool, so pay for it."
"Damn it, Brother He, are you sure you didn't peek at my cards? Why do I think you are just waiting for this hand of mine?"
"Commander, you must have a good brand. This is what you said yourself just now. You can't default on your debt, right? When playing cards, it's normal for you to lose and win!"
"Having said that, I still think it's a bit of a coincidence. Forget it, I won't miss you this money, I'll give it to you."
"Hey, the general said this as if the general had done something shameful. Isn't it just a penny? The general doesn't want it anymore. Let's start over."
While Liu Chengfeng and the others were joking with each other, the three Tsarist Russians in the corridor where the heavy snow was blowing seemed to be looking furtively towards the room where Liu Chengfeng and the eight of them were.
An old man among the three who was holding a drawing board looked at the eight people sitting around the room playing mahjong and was instinctively stunned: "Huh? Why are there so many people, and they all seem to look the same! Which of these people are there?
Is this Da Long’s eldest son Liu Chengfeng?
This... this, this... I don’t know whose identity this artist is supposed to paint for Her Majesty the Queen."
"Master Lige, we can't come forward to ask their identities now, why don't we draw these people whose faces we can see together?"
"Isn't this a waste of time?"
"It's a bit of a waste of time, but there is no other way. We can't directly find Liu Chengfeng, the chief military officer of Dalong Kingdom, and tell him clearly. It's our emperor who wants his portrait, right?
Your Majesty, don't you want to lose face? At this point, we can only suffer a little bit."
"Well, that's right, then let's draw all the people whose faces can be seen! As for whether there are any officers and soldiers from the Great Dragon Kingdom in the painting, it all depends on God's will."
"Thank you for your hard work, Master Liege. We brothers will hold the umbrella for you. You can just paint. If you need anything, just tell us brothers directly."
The heavy snow covered the royal city of Gullah intermittently for two and a half days before it stopped.
In just two and a half days, the inner and outer parts of the city were covered with heavy snow. Looking at the snow-covered city, it looked particularly enchanting, giving people the feeling of being in a world of ice and snow.
The next day, Liu Chengfeng and others all put on formal attire, because today was the day when the little empress of Tsarist Russia received the Dragon Envoy at the Klimt Palace.
Outside the Tsarist State Hotel, Liu Chengfeng and seven others got into three luxury carriages with four wheels. The carriages rolled through the snow and drove slowly towards the royal palace of Tsarist Russia.
Liu Chengfeng leaned forward and looked at the houses lined up on both sides of the street. He casually glanced at the crowds of people around the street and pointed at him and others. The Tsarist Russians who were whispering to each other sat back and glanced at Song, who was in the same car.
Positive.
"Brother Yang, the weather in Tsarist Russia is worse than our Xinfu and Beifu in Dalong. Judging by time, it is estimated that snow has just begun to fall in Beifu and Xinfu, but Tsarist Russia has already been covered by heavy snow.
Already.
And have you noticed that these Tsarist Russians, regardless of age or sex, seem to be very strong?
Some women look young, but their height is almost the same as that of us men.
Especially the men in Tsarist Russia are almost all much taller and stronger than us. If they were fully armed, not to mention their combat effectiveness, it would be quite oppressive in terms of morale."
Song Yang glanced at Liu Chengfeng, who was analyzing the situation of the Tsarist Russians with great clarity, and rubbed his brows helplessly.
"General Commander, what you should be thinking about now is how to please the beauty after meeting the Empress of Tsarist Russia, instead of worrying about things like this that we shouldn't think about.
This mission to establish diplomatic relations with Tsarist Russia is of great significance. It is not just that the diplomatic relations are successful and you can retire, there are also important events in your life!
It’s about your happiness for the rest of your life, can you please give it a try?"
"I know! I know! No matter what, you have to wait until I meet the commander before talking about the rest of the matter, right?
If this Elizabeth Serena looks crooked and sarcastic, I can’t have this commander-in-chief agree to it, right?"