After Liu Mingzhi tied the wine bag around his waist, he looked at Song Qing happily.
"Brother, do you think Brother Dong has guessed my identity?"
Song Qing turned to look at Young Master Liu, raised his head and drank a few sips of wine, then tied the wine bag around his waist with a smile.
"If nothing else, Shopkeeper Dong has probably guessed it."
Young Master Liu raised his eyebrows and gently whipped the riding crop in his hand.
"Oh? How can you see it?"
"Hahaha, third brother, if you changed your name to another name, shopkeeper Dong might not think so much.
However, the surname Liu is different. This surname is really easy to attract people's imagination.
In addition, most of the clothes you and your brothers and sisters wear are made of Shu brocade, Su embroidery, Yun brocade and other precious silks.
In particular, Yun brocade silk is mostly a tribute to the imperial court. Few people outside the homes of dignitaries can wear clothes made of Yun brocade?
Not many ordinary businessmen have the ability to wear clothes made of Yun brocade.
Shopkeeper Dong has traveled all over the world for so many years. He is also a boss who has seen the world. It is impossible that he does not know some of the rules here.
His surname is Liu, he comes from a noble family, and he is about forty years old.
Putting all the circumstances together, isn’t your identity obvious, Third Brother?”
After Song Qing spoke at length, he looked at Young Master Liu with a faint smile.
"Third brother, what do you think?"
Liu Mingzhi lowered his head and looked at the clothes on his body, and then looked at the clothes on all the beauties, and suddenly he burst into laughter with a wide smile on his face.
"Hahaha, hahaha, I never imagined that I, young master, have so many flaws."
"drive."
Qi Yun waved her riding whip and gave a soft drink, then looked towards Young Master Liu with a slight smile.
"Husband, actually there are no flaws in your body.
Mainly because of the surnames you and Shopkeeper Dong reported, which inadvertently increased your flaws.
As the eldest brother said just now, this surname is really too imaginative.
Furthermore, as the elder brother said, it is the clothes we wear.
Yesterday, after you told Shopkeeper Dong about the business we are running, I clearly felt that he secretly observed what we were wearing.
Then, his tone of voice gradually became more respectful.
Obviously, he has begun to doubt your identity since then."
As soon as Qi Yun finished speaking, the third princess immediately echoed softly.
"Husband, Sister Yun is right.
After hearing the surname Liu, people who don't think blindly will easily become blind.
So, husband, if you really don’t want to expose your identity.
Next time you introduce yourself to others, please change your surname."
The Queen listened to the words between the two good sisters, waved the riding crop in her hand casually, and whipped the horse towards Young Master Liu.
"Heartless."
"Huh? To put it mildly?"
"Heartless, have you discovered another thing?"
"To put it mildly, please tell me."
The Queen looked at Young Master Liu's interested eyes, raised her hand and patted the sweaty BMW beneath her.
"When we were outside the restaurant just now, shopkeeper Dong's face instantly became nervous after he saw the bloody BMW under us.
This situation is combined with the problems that elder brother, sister Yun'er, and sister Yan'er mentioned before.
Obviously, Shopkeeper Dong has guessed your identity."
Young Master Liu chuckled and nodded, untied the wine bag from his waist again, pulled out the cork, laughed loudly and put it towards his mouth.
"Hahaha, hahaha."
After taking several large sips of fine wine, Mr. Liu suddenly clenched his right hand holding the riding crop.
Suddenly, there was a crackling sound.
Immediately, the smile on Young Master Liu's face disappeared, and his eyes looking at the boundless wilderness ahead instantly became gloomy.
"Yun'er, Wanyan, Sister Ya, Big Brother, you have all seen that there are still many smart people in this world.
However, there are always some self-righteous and smart people who think that they can be lawless because of their huge power.
Let's live a good life, but we must do those things that bully others, oppress good people, and seek death.
For people like these who bully the weak and seek death, of course I will help them, young master."
As soon as Liu Mingzhi finished speaking, the expressions of Qi Yun, the third princess, Huyan Yunyao and the other sisters, as well as Song Qing, Du Yu and others all changed.
At this moment, they knew very clearly that if what Shopkeeper Dong said before was all true.
If nothing unexpected happens, there will probably be a bloody storm in the countries of the Western Regions.
Liu Mingzhi tied the wine bag around his waist again, squinted his eyes slightly and stared at the endless wilderness in front of him, and slowly exhaled the breath of wine.
"Brother."
"My subordinate is here."
"You immediately dispatch sixty imperial guards, two in a group, and immediately go to various countries in the Western Region to secretly investigate what happened to the caravans, big and small.
Regardless of whether it is an official business or a private business caravan, detailed records must be kept.
After ten days, no later than thirteen days, we will immediately go to the Gumo King’s Palace to meet up.”
After listening to Young Master Liu's instructions, Song Qing's expression suddenly became hesitant.
"Third brother, we are going to the Western Region this time, and we are bringing a hundred brothers with us.
You sent out sixty people at once, but we only have forty brothers left here.
The brothers are all masters who have reached the third level of the middle level, so it is not a problem for one person to go all the way to investigate the situation.
For the safety of you, your brothers and sisters, and Yue'er, we might as well send out fewer people."
After hearing Song Qing's persuasion, Liu Mingzhi waved his hand gently.
"Brother, the situation here in the Western Region is different from our Dalong side.
The two of them work together, and if they encounter any trouble, they can take care of each other.
As for us, with your sister-in-law Rongrong, King Gumo, by our side, if we really encounter any trouble, we can send troops and horses to support at any time."
"this!"
"Brother, okay, stop talking about this and that, that's all.
Brother, go and pass the order quickly."
Song Qing listened to Mr. Liu's firm tone and nodded helplessly.
"As commanded."
Immediately, Song Qing whipped his horse whip and drove the horse towards a group of imperial guards.
"Du Yu, Ming Feng, Tao Li, Jing Hui, Qin Guang,"
"My subordinate is here."
"Five of you brothers, rush to the Protectorate's Mansion immediately and secretly monitor the situation there.
No matter what their status is, whether they are men, women, old or young, every person who enters or exits the Protectorate must be recorded in detail.
After six days, no more than eight days at the latest, you can go directly to the Gumo King’s City to meet up with me."
"Yes, we obey."
"Go ahead."
"Take care, young master, we will leave first."
Du Yu, Sun Mingfeng, and Tao Li brothers hugged each other and immediately galloped straight towards the Anxi Protectorate.
Soon.
Dozens of imperial guards also mounted their horses and rushed in all directions.
"Third brother, I've ordered you to go down."
Liu Mingzhi smiled lightly, nodded, waved the horse rein in his hand and shouted loudly.
"Brother, it's time for us to get on our way."
"drive!"
When the others saw this, they immediately mounted their horses and chased after him.
"drive."
"drive!"
after one day.
Gumo King City, outside the east gate.
Aunt Mo Rongrong, who was eager to return home, looked at the familiar yet somewhat unfamiliar city gate in front of her, tears that had been lingering in her beautiful eyes for a long time fell down.
"I'm back, I'm back, I'm finally back."
Qi Ya, who was closest to her aunt Mo Rongrong, looked at the crying good sisters, and quickly took out a handkerchief embroidered with several orchids from her arms and handed it to her.
"Sister Rongrong, don't cry. You should be happy that you are home."
Gumo Rongrong took the scroll and wiped the tears on her face a few times. She looked at Qi Ya with a pretty face and nodded vigorously.
"Sister Ya, little sister, I am crying with joy, crying with joy."
Liu Mingzhi breathed a sigh of relief, turned to look at Gumo Rongrong, smiled lightly and pointed to the city gate in front of him.
"Rongrong, we are entering the city."
"Why."
"Yun'er, Yan'er, Wanyan, big brother, let's go, go."
"Hey, here we come."
"I'm coming."
"Come here."
Half a day later.
The figures of Young Master Liu and his party appeared outside the palace in Gumo King City.
"Hush!"
"Hush!"
The guards on both sides of the palace gate saw this and immediately surrounded him.
"Who are you? What brings you to the palace?"
After Young Master Liu turned over and dismounted, he glanced at the dozens of palace guards in front of him with a faint smile, then turned to look at Gumo Rongrong.
Gumo Rongrong took a few steps forward and looked directly at the guard commander.
He looked at the appearance of the guard commander and frowned slightly.
"Baal...Commander Baal?"
Seeing Gu Mo Rongrong call out his name all at once, the guard commander's face was slightly startled.
Immediately, he stared at Gumo Rongrong and looked at her carefully.
When he saw Gumo Rongrong's appearance clearly, Baer's expression gradually became excited.
"Your Majesty? Your Majesty? Are you back?"
Gumo Rongrong looked at Baer's excited expression, her pretty eyes turned red and nodded vigorously.
"Yeah, yeah, Uncle Barr, I'm back, I'm back."
When Baer heard Gumo Rongrong's answer, he twisted the back of his hand hard with an expression of disbelief.
The clear and real pain on the back of his hand made Barr realize that he was not dreaming.
"Your Majesty, it's really you who is back."
"Yeah, it's really me."
Barr took a deep breath and immediately knelt down to Gumo Rongrong.
"I, the commander of the royal palace guards, Gumobal, have come to see the king. Long live my king."
Seeing this, the other palace guards quickly knelt down and knelt down.
"We will see your king. Long live my king."
Gumo Rongrong hurriedly bent down Liu's waist and stretched out her hand to help Baer up.
"Uncle Barr, get up quickly, get up quickly."
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
"You all should get up too."
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
After Baal stood up, he held Gumo Rongrong's arm with an excited expression.
"Your Majesty, it has been almost ten years since we last saw each other.
You, why did you come back suddenly?"
"What, Uncle Baer, don't you want to see this king come back?"
"I don't dare, I don't dare, I'm just too surprised.
Over the years, I have been looking forward to your return every year.
However, I have been looking forward to it year after year, but I still can't see you, the king.
Now, I see your king suddenly returning and appearing in front of me.
I am both surprised and excited."
Listening to Baer's somewhat embarrassed but caring tone, Gumo Rongrong chuckled and turned to look at Young Master Liu.
"Uncle Baal, my husband, he understands that it is extremely difficult for the king to be away from home for many years.
So, he took me and the sisters back to visit him."
Baer nodded excitedly after hearing Gumo Rongrong's explanation.
"Okay, okay, His Majesty the Great Dragon Emperor is kind and will finally take you back...back...back..."
As Barr talked, he finally realized something.
All of a sudden.
His body shook violently, and the words in his mouth suddenly stopped. He looked at Gumo Rongrong in disbelief, and the corners of his eyes twitched involuntarily.
"Wha...what?"
"Your Majesty, what did you say? Who brought you back to visit you?"
Gumo Rongrong smiled lightly, turned around and nuzzled her lips towards Young Master Liu.
"Now, it's been fifteen years since we last met. Uncle Barr, can you still recognize my husband?"
After hearing this, Barr subconsciously turned around and looked at Young Master Liu.
Looking at Young Master Liu with a faint smile on his face, gently swinging the jade fan of Wanli Jiangshan, Baer's pupils suddenly shrank.
Gradually, gradually.
Young Master Liu's appearance gradually overlapped with the figure deep in his mind who was wearing armor, heroic and mighty, waving flags and commanding thousands of troops to charge into battle, destroying cities and destroying countries.
But His Majesty the Emperor, His Majesty the Emperor of Dalong.
Barr shook his head vigorously, hurriedly walked to Young Master Liu, and knelt down without hesitation.
"My aunt, Mo Batur, pays homage to His Majesty the Great Dragon Emperor. Long live His Majesty the Emperor."
Seeing Barr's words and deeds, the rest of the guards first looked at Young Master Liu with panic on their faces.
Immediately afterwards, he hurriedly came behind Barr and knelt down on one knee to Young Master Liu with a respectful look on his face.
"We are waiting to see His Majesty the Dragon Emperor. Long live His Majesty the Emperor."
Young Master Liu closed the folding fan in his hand, looked at the palace guards in front of him who were saluting him, smiled lightly and held up his hands.
"No gifts, please forgive me all of you."
"Yes, thank you, His Majesty the Emperor."
"Thank you, His Majesty the Emperor."
Liu Mingzhi looked at his old friend in front of him and sighed sadly.
"Bar, it's been fifteen years since we last met.
Fifteen years have passed and you have aged a lot."
Listening to Young Master Liu's emotional tone, Barr nodded with the same look of sadness.
"Yes, Bong Chen is already old.
In the words of Dalong, time is not forgiving!"
"Hahaha, I haven't seen you for fifteen years, and your Dalong conversation is getting better and better.
Without looking at your appearance, just listening to your accent, people who don't know would think you are from Dalong."
"Hahaha, I made His Majesty the Emperor laugh.
Ever since His Majesty the Emperor announced to the world that there will be a large-scale business trip.
Nowadays, in the countries in the Western Region, almost all the elderly people in their fifties and sixties and children as young as five and six can speak Dalong Yayan fluently.
Otherwise, they would not be able to buy the items they want from the merchants of the Dalong Caravan.
Being a minister is nothing."
"Hahaha, are you flattering me?"
"I don't dare, I don't dare, what I said is the truth."