Who among the gangsters wants to fall in love?

Chapter 224 Leaving the Mountain and Returning to Beijing
The first year of Guichan, the end of the first month.

The capital, the palace.

Palace lanterns were lit in the Fu Mo Hall, and on the central wooden table were piled up files like a small mountain. Through the gaps between the files, a figure could be vaguely seen in the back.

Luo Chaoyan's waist-length black hair was tied into a bun with a dragon-patterned ribbon, which was wrapped around her shoulders and hung in front of her chest. She was wearing a black and yellow pajamas of high-quality texture, which added a bit of laziness to her luxurious and graceful appearance.

Fu Mo Palace is located in the harem and is not a formal office space, so Luo Chaoyan's dress is naturally casual.

At this moment, she was leaning on the armchair, her small hands unfolding the letter sent by the King of Yan, her eyebrows slightly furrowed, and she whispered:

"The Crimson Pearl Jade is in my cousin's body, and her muteness seems to be related to it. So, if the Crimson Pearl Jade is taken out of her body, she will be able to speak like a normal person?"

Prince Yan did not hide anything. He wrote everything he knew in a letter to Luo Chaoyan.

Unlike Luo Shuzhi and King of Jin, King of Yan had no ambitions. His only thought was his daughter with a female doctor, Luo Xiangzhu.

Since Huanzhen Pavilion is watching covetously from the dark, it would be better to tell the court these things truthfully than to keep them secret... After all, Luo Chaoyan and Zhao Wumian will surely protect Luo Xiangzhu after they know about it, right?
The Queen Mother had been living and eating with Luo Chaoyan recently, and they had become quite familiar with each other. At this moment, she was wearing a thin nightgown, sitting on the soft couch behind the wooden table, pinching a peeled grape between her fingertips and putting it between her red lips. Upon hearing this, she said:
"The Crimson Pearl Jade was previously the national treasure of Chen State. It is hard to say what its use is. But now that it has been buried in the body of Xiangzhu County Master for twenty years without any unusual movement, it would be best for us not to act rashly, otherwise if something goes wrong..."

Luo Chaoyan nodded slightly. She naturally understood the pros and cons of the matter. Human life was at stake and could not be taken lightly.

"However, the Chen Kingdom's royal family is so powerful that they can actually take out the incense core of the inlaid gold Boshan furnace and make it into red pearl jade... Mother, do you know the effect of the inlaid gold Boshan furnace?"

The Queen Mother has been fond of martial arts since she was young, and the Nine Bells are a treasure that has existed since the beginning of the world. Although its detailed effects have always been a secret among various sects, after so many years, news has always been leaked.

"The Jade Palace wrote a book called 'Records of Mountains, Seas, Lakes and Sky'. It contains records of birds, beasts, spiritual creatures of heaven and earth, and other rare and exotic animals. The Nine Bells are also listed. This is what it says."

She stood up and walked to the dressing table, picked up a box of rouge and dotted her makeup. She recalled it and recited it word for word:
"The upper part and lid of the inlaid gold Boshan furnace are in the shape of a pointed cone, with mountains upon mountains, symbolizing the fairy mountain on the sea, the legendary fairyland, 'Boshan', and between the mountains there are birds and beasts, hunters and warriors, dragons and phoenixes. Its whole body is covered with inlaid gold patterns, like clouds, with round lines and full of agility.

When the inner force is used to activate it, the green flame suddenly burns, the purple smoke blocks the sun, the smoke gathers the furnace cover, the mountain scenery is hazy, the beasts are agile, as if alive, and ordinary people can smell it, their spirits can be pure, and their blood can be full. However, within the purple smoke, the real and the unreal are intertwined, as if traveling through time and space and being in Boshan. If you feel it carefully, you may be able to understand the law of the real and the unreal. "

Luo Chaoyan read a lot of medical books and miscellaneous stories, but she didn't read these very often. She listened with great interest and nodded slightly when she heard the words. She said:
"I've heard my father mention it before. Back then, Chen was the most powerful country in the south, occupying nearly half of the land south of the Yangtze River. The martial arts of its royal warriors and many eunuchs were mysterious and unpredictable, and they were somewhat similar to Xiao Yuanmu's Wan Yue Xian...

But what is the specific effect? ​​Is the virtuality and reality just the characteristics of the Cuojin Boshan furnace? Just like after comprehending the Qingying Jade Cloth, the skills that were comprehended also have a certain degree of recovery power. "

The Queen Mother recalled, "It's not written in the book, and I guess the Jade Palace doesn't know either. Ever since the fall of the Chen Kingdom, there has been no news of the Jinboshan Furnace in the martial arts world. Only the Four Colored Glaze Jades have been circulated in the martial arts world."

"Now we have the dragon-patterned green jade pendant and the crimson pearl jade. As long as we go to the Huanzhen Pavilion and seize the colored glaze lamp and the Zhan Yan hairpin, we will definitely find clues about the wrong Jin Boshan furnace." Luo Chaoyan folded the letter, reached out to the palace lantern and lit it, staring at the flames of the letter with her almond-shaped eyes, looking a little absent-minded.

She knew the story of the Prince of Yan and his Princess, but she didn't know that it also involved the descendants of the royal family of Chen and the Crimson Pearl Jade.

This is the story of the previous generation, but learning from history and empathizing with others, Luo Chaoyan couldn't help but think of herself... She was not as sickly as the Princess of Prince Yan, but her future with Zhao Wumian was still uncertain.

She is the ruler of Dali, and Zhao Wumian is related to Xiao Yuanmu... If, if Zhao Wumian is a descendant of the royal family of Chen, with national hatred and family feuds involved, would he really be so close to her?

Even though Luo Chaoyan believed in Zhao Wumian, she couldn't help but worry. After all, none of the royal family of Chen Kingdom had a good ending... Alas.

"Your Majesty?" The Queen Mother's voice sounded behind him, and there was a sudden burning pain in his fingertips. He saw that the letter paper had turned into ashes, and the flames burned to his fingertips.

"Let Marquis Weiming handle the matter of Liuli Siyu. I..." Luo Chaoyan came back to her senses and quickly waved her hand to scatter the ashes. Then she was silent for a moment, stammered with her pink lips, and whispered, "I... will heal his wounds."

The Queen Mother did not hear Luo Chaoyan's last words. She asked her personal maid Lian Xue to fetch the emergency medical kit, and then she bandaged Luo Chaoyan's fingertips with the medicine bottle and gauze, and asked, "What did Your Majesty find out about the Goguryeo prince? But my brother is talking nonsense?"

Luo Chaoyan shook her head slightly, "There have been many foreign envoys in the capital recently, and the Prime Minister has always sent people around the envoys. On the one hand, they are introducing the customs and practices of the capital to them, and on the other hand, they are also to prevent someone from plotting something bad and using this grand event to cause trouble.

The Goguryeo prince is currently in Yanyun. The prime minister heard this rumor from his subordinates, but he couldn't find out where it came from. He guessed that someone had done it on purpose, and their purpose in spreading this rumor..."

Luo Chaoyan pondered for a moment, his eyes revealing a bit of strangeness, "You don't want to sow discord between Dali and Goguryeo, and make Dali even more chaotic?"

Luo Chaoyan was overthinking this. Dong Yan and her gang only wanted to kill her and Zhao Wumian and had never thought of handing over the kingdom to others.

Seeing that it had nothing to do with the Shen family, the Queen Mother breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile, "When will the banquet begin? We can't let these foreign envoys eat and drink for free in the capital, right?"

"There are still two or three envoys who have not arrived in the capital yet... Let's wait until the end of the month."

At this time, someone outside the palace called out, "Your Majesty, the owner of Jinxiufang wants to see you."

The Queen Mother smiled slightly and said to Luo Chaoyan:
"Yesterday, I summoned Madam Wang, the owner of Jinxiufang, to the palace. I wanted to ask her to make some spring clothes, but I heard that Marquis Weiming seemed to have commissioned Jinxiufang to make some clothes. They were made of silk, not like what men wear. I guess they were made for us, so I asked her to deliver them. They have arrived now."

"Clothes made of silk? He still has such a heart?" Luo Chaoyan was slightly surprised, and turned to look at the palace door, "Announce."

Madam Wang held the wooden box in both hands and walked quickly into the hall. She knelt down in front of the wooden table and raised the wooden box in her hand, "Your Majesty..."

Before she finished speaking, Luo Chaoyan raised her hand slightly and said, "Most of the clothes I wore when I was a child were made by Madam, so there's no need to be so polite."

Madam Wang raised her eyes and smiled, then bowed to the Queen Mother, then came to Luo Chaoyan holding the wooden box, "According to the Marquis's request, one black and one white, a total of two pairs of thin pants and two pairs of thin socks... They are all here."

The Queen Mother maintained proper etiquette and dignity in front of outsiders, and did not curiously probe forward. She just looked at Luo Chaoyan and smiled, "Thin pants and thin socks, I think they should be worn in midsummer."

Luo Chaoyan raised her hand to open the wooden box, only to see four pieces of silk fabric neatly laid out inside. She picked up one and unfolded it, revealing it to be a tube-shaped pure white silk stocking, very long, reaching Luo Chaoyan's thigh at a glance.

"It feels smooth and has a good texture. It's worthy of being made by Madam Wang. But..." Luo Chaoyan tilted her face, "These socks are so long that they are almost like pants, but my thighs feel empty after I put them on... It's a bit weird."

"This is all requested by the Marquis. I guess there is some deep meaning behind it."

Luo Chaoyan pondered it for a while, and was curious. She decided to try them on to see what it felt like... Mainly, she wanted to know what Zhao Wumian was doing with this thing, so she put the white stockings back into the wooden box, gently raised her hand to let the female official Zhongli beside her take the wooden box, and said:

"Thank you Madam Wang, please go to the inner palace to collect some reward silver."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

After Madam Wang left and closed the palace door, only Luo Chaoyan, the Queen Mother, the female official Zhongli and the maid Lianxue were left in Fumo Palace.

Without outsiders around, the Queen Mother could no longer suppress her curiosity and took out a pair of black silk pants from the wooden box. She looked at them carefully with her beautiful eyes, "They look quite breathable. I wonder if they will be cool to wear... If the effect is good, we can ask Jinxiufang to mass-produce them so that ordinary women can wear them cooler in summer."

As she spoke, the empress dowager pulled down the ribbon around her waist, and the palace skirt slid off, revealing the goose yellow bellyband and tight thin pants underneath... But she certainly couldn't wear the stockings while wearing thin pants, so she sat down on the soft couch, leaned her waist back, pulled the thin pants with both hands, lifted her plump and slender legs, and took off the thin pants inch by inch.

The dim palace lanterns cast light on the empress dowager's slender, white legs. Because she raised her legs, her feet were stretched straight, highlighting her graceful arch and straight legs.

Luo Chaoyan turned around to look at her. From her perspective, it was as if the empress dowager spread her legs towards her and she could see everything.

However, the two girls had been bathing together these days and had seen everything, so Luo Chaoyan just sighed that the Empress Dowager was still so beautiful and then looked away.

Then, out of the corner of her eye, she saw the dressing table. On the table was a box of rouge that the Empress Dowager had just used. The rouge cover was dark black. Now the cover was turned up, and underneath the black cover was deep red rouge...

Although the Queen Mother was already 28 years old, at first glance, she looked like a mature woman and had everything she should have, but in fact she looked like a teenage girl, just like the color of rouge that a little girl would like... pink rouge.

A bit like...

Luo Chaoyan retracted her gaze and said, "This silk is very valuable. How can ordinary girls afford it... Try it on first. If the effect is good, then ask Jinxiufang to improve it."

As they talked, the Queen Mother had already put on a pair of thin black silk pants. Her legs were thin and long, but her thighs were full of flesh. At first glance, it felt great to the touch. Most importantly...

Luo Chaoyan blinked and frowned, "These thin pants are breathable, but they are too thin. They are half-covering now..."

She paused, and then told a rare joke, "These thin pants know the truth better than the wrong Jin Boshan furnace."

The Queen Mother chuckled, then raised her hand and gently pulled the thin pants down, then let go. The thin pants instantly rebounded inwards and slapped on the thighs, making a slight 'pop' sound. "It is indeed more breathable than ordinary thin pants, but it is a bit tight. It must be uncomfortable to sleep in it... Your Majesty, would you like to try it?"

Luo Chaoyan felt that if this thing was improved, it would be a good thing for people's livelihood, so she raised her hand to take off her pajamas and thin pants, and then picked up the white stockings and put them on.

“It’s a little tight indeed.”

The Queen Mother blinked, put a finger through the opening of Luo Chaoyan's sock at her thigh, and then gently pulled it.

Snapped--

The sock cuffs tightly bound Luo Chaoyan's snow-white and smooth thigh flesh, and the hind leg flesh trembled a few times.

The Queen Mother pondered for a moment, then thought of something and suddenly smiled mysteriously, "Your Majesty, don't you think these socks are very pleasing to the Marquis?"

"To please him? Isn't the purpose of his research on these socks to keep them cool and breathable?" Luo Chaoyan was stunned, obviously not thinking about the private affairs of the boudoir.

Although the Queen Mother had never worn it in actual combat, she had read a lot of pornographic books. She thought that this was probably Zhao Wumian's selfish desire, so she thought about it and said, "Find a few more women to try it on and ask for their opinions so that we can improve it... When Xiang Ge comes back, how about I bring one back for her to wear and let her try it out?"

"It's just a few pieces of clothing. It's up to you, mother."

In Changshan, Zhao Wumian was seriously injured. It was obviously not the time for him to rush back to Beijing, so he stayed in Changshan for four more days to recuperate. It was a rare opportunity for him to have some free time.

During the day, he practiced dual cultivation with his master to comprehend the energy left by the martial arts master. At night, he practiced dual cultivation with Master Su to heal his injuries. In the middle, he hugged the cold master for a night and endured the cold poison with her.

Bai Lang was the best in boxing and palm fighting. During these four days, Zhao Wumian made careful observations and gained some knowledge. He often got out of bed to punch and kick, and he actually figured out a style of boxing.

But he usually doesn't fight with bare hands when facing an enemy, so this boxing technique is better than nothing. At most, it makes him have a deeper foundation, a better understanding of martial arts, and stronger practical combat ability.

It was late at night. The curtains were drawn in front of the couch. Zhao Wumian put on his clothes, got out of bed, lit a lamp on the table, and took out a few letters.

The crimson pearl jade was still in Luo Xiangzhu's body. She only fed Zhao Wumian a drop of her heart's essence and blood, and this heart's essence and blood was enough to suppress the white wolf's energy. It really complemented the dragon-patterned green jade pendant, one sea of ​​consciousness and one internal breath, one virtual and one real, and they came from the same thing.

But the real effect of the Crimson Pearl Jade is definitely not just that. It is the incense core of the Inlaid Gold Boshan Furnace. Perhaps only after finding the Inlaid Gold Boshan Furnace itself can the mystery of the Crimson Pearl Jade be fully brought into play. The Zhan Yan hairpin and the glass lamp are both in the Huanzhen Pavilion. Without these two things, it is impossible to find the Inlaid Gold Boshan Furnace.

When he thought of this, Zhao Wumian was eager to go to Shu and catch the eldest brother of Dao Kui, Yangshe Yin... But Yangshe Yin had just stolen the Zhan Yan hairpin from Taixuan Palace, and now he was hiding somewhere unknown, so he could only go to Shu in February to find out. However, the court knew about this, and many spies from the Detective Department had gone to Shu to gather information for Zhao Wumian in advance, but Yangshe Yin had not yet been found, but he did send a lot of information about the former Dao Kui.

These letters are from the Detective Department.

The Daokui sect is called Qingliantian, and its base is in Chengdu. Now that the Daokui plaque is gone, the taxes in Chengdu have increased by more than 30%. Not to mention the common people, even the sects in Chengdu that are second only to the three major sects and six factions are complaining and wish they could rush into the Qingliantian headquarters and skin Daokui alive.

Didn't they build their business in Chengdu in the first place because the Wu Kui plaque could bring them more income? Now, with the heavy taxation, the capital chain of some businesses that make money from money will be cut off.

Therefore, almost every day someone went to Qingliantian to make trouble and demand an explanation. Before Zhao Wumian took any action, those martial arts sects were ready to vent their anger for him.

This is the brilliance of Emperor Jingzheng's policy of the Ten Military Champions, which successfully transformed the conflict between the imperial court and the underworld into a conflict between the underworld and the underworld.

In terms of the mentality of an emperor, Luo Chaoyan is obviously far inferior to Emperor Jingzheng... But Zhao Wumian likes little white flowers like Luo Chaoyan.

In addition to this, there was some news about Wugong Mountain, saying that a martial arts sect was under the banner of the imperial court, demanding that Wugong Mountain hand over the Sheath to give an explanation to the emperor. This was obviously a case of the fox taking advantage of the tiger's power to bully others. As a result, Wugong Mountain didn't buy it at all and kicked those martial arts people off the mountain. It was a rather interesting thing in Jiangyou.

However, Jiangyou is too far away from the Central Plains, so when the news came, the incident had already happened for three or four days.

Since they had chosen the wrong side at Wugong Mountain, Luo Chaoyan and Zhao Wumian were both thinking about settling the matter, but they hadn't come up with a good solution yet.

Firstly, as the state religion, Wugong Mountain is too large. There are Taoist temples everywhere in Dali, and there are many believers. If troops are sent to pacify Wugong Mountain, the people will certainly lose their support, and the reputation of a tyrant and incompetent ruler will definitely be pinned on Luo Chao.

After all, it has only been half a month since Luo Chaoyan ascended the throne. Luo Shuzhi has made the mistake of being too impatient for success, so she will naturally not make it again.

Secondly, Wugong Mountain is large in size, and a lot of soldiers would die if a war breaks out. There is still a war going on on the front line, and it would not be appropriate to start another war later. After all, Wugong Mountain just stood on the wrong side, not committing a rebellion.

Thirdly... there are still nearly a hundred Taoists in the front-line knight camp who are fighting bloody battles to kill the Rong people. It would be too inhumane to destroy their sect at this moment, which would also chill the hearts of the soldiers.

Therefore, a few days ago, Luo Chaoyan sent an envoy to Wugong Mountain to pass on a message, asking them to voluntarily resign the name of the state religion and return the Sheath of Reclusion. He also gave Wugong Mountain some dignity and allowed them to keep the plaque of Wu Kui, so as not to follow the path of Qing Liantian, who was hated by everyone.

However, Wugong Mountain has not given a direct answer yet. They just said that they will send an envoy to the capital to apologize to the emperor. I guess they are trying to argue and keep the Sheath.

Calculating the time, if this group of Taoists sleep in the open air and work day and night, they should be able to arrive in the capital by the end of the first lunar month.

While thinking about it, Zhao Wumian felt something soft on his back.

It was Su Qingqi who got up, put on her clothes, put her arms around his neck, leaned on his back, and rested her chin on Zhao Wumian's shoulder to read the letter with him.

"Does Wugong Mountain want to keep the Sheath?" Su Qingqi frowned slightly and said in a cold voice:

"Do they think they have the conditions to negotiate? If they don't want to be decent, then we will help them be decent."

Zhao Wumian smiled and said, "I killed Master Guishou. Let's not talk about the disciples of Wugong Mountain, but Master Guiyi and Master Guiyuan will never swallow this anger...

Therefore, the Sheath must naturally be returned to the court, but we should wait until the envoys from Wugong Mountain come to the capital to see what they want."

As he spoke, Zhao Wumian asked, "Have you gained anything from comprehending the White Wolf's Qi recently?"

Su Qingqi was slightly stunned, thought for a while, and then lightly pressed her small hand on the wooden table, and then the inside of the wooden table exploded instantly, and rubble scattered everywhere.

"Bai Lang looks like a rough man, but his martial arts are so gentle. I learned this palm technique from his energy...

This palm technique is meaningless. The hand is touching the enemy's chest. Whether it is soft or hard, the enemy will die anyway. It is better to kill him with a sword. However, it can be used in emergencies. "

Zhao Wumian was slightly surprised. "You just sensed his true energy and created your own palm technique?"

Su Qingqi was slightly stunned, then immediately raised her chin in triumph, "How simple is this?"

“Are we going to achieve unity between heaven and man?”

Su Qingqi became depressed again. "I have found the key point, but I still have no clue for the time being... How about I go out with Miss Guan to explore the world and gain some experience?"

Zhao Wumian changed the subject and said, "Let's talk about it later. I have also thought about the sect's palm method. Look..."

Zhao Wumian raised his hands and wrapped them around Su Qingqi's waist, then made a 'lifting' gesture and slid upwards.

"you--"

Two figures threw themselves onto the soft couch and the curtains were lightly drawn.

The next morning, the spring rain had passed, but the streets were still filled with a light mist and the air was a little damp.

Zhao Wumian's injuries recovered and he prepared to leave the mountain and return to Beijing.

He missed Luo Chaoyan a little after not seeing her for a few days... It seemed that Miss Shen was right. If he became the emperor, he could only be a lewd ruler.

Turga had one of his hands chopped off by Zhao Wumian, and his internal injuries were extremely serious. In the past few days, his tendons were cut in the prison, and he was fed more than a dozen cartilage pills.

The bridge connecting heaven and earth can make you immune to all poisons, and the unity of man and nature is not that exaggerated, but the resistance to toxicity is also greatly increased. But it’s okay, just increase the dosage.

Turga's status was more important than that of Erige and Urji, so the capital sent more than a dozen experts to Changshan early on, and secretly transported Turga to the capital in the middle of the night to prevent the White Wolf from finding out the news and rescuing him.

When they came, Zhao Wumian, Su Qingqi, and Shen Xiangge rode three horses. Now that they are returning to Beijing, there is an extra carriage in front of the Sword Sect branch.

Luo Xiangzhu was standing in front of the carriage, holding hay in her arms and feeding the horses. When she saw Zhao Wumian, her face turned slightly red. She hurriedly put the hay on the ground and climbed into the carriage without speaking to Zhao Wumian. It was obvious that she still hadn't gotten over the hurdle in her heart.

Mu Lier dismissed Jiang Yuze from his post and expelled him from the Sword Sect, but other than that she did not give him any other punishment.

Shen Xiangge was leaning against the carriage, eating breakfast with a donkey meat hot bun in one hand and a bowl of soy milk in the other. Although she was a lady from a noble family, her every move was very down-to-earth. At this moment, she had tied her long hair into a small bun, and her fair and delicate face was adorable.

Every time Zhao Wumian saw her, he couldn't help but want to kiss her three times, and each kiss lasted for four hours.

When she saw Zhao Wumian, she turned her back to him as if protecting her food, finished her breakfast in a few bites, and then climbed into the carriage.

"You don't ride anymore?"

Zhao Wumian called her outside the car.

"There is a carriage, why should I ride a horse? Let the horse pull the carriage."

After Su Qingqi and Mu Lier heard this, the two women also got into the car, so Zhao Wumian had to drive.

He climbed onto the carriage, pulled the reins, and whipped the horse whip, "Go!"

The wheels moved forward, rolling over the accumulated water, and turning a street, they saw Jiang Yuze's family of three coming towards them. The three of them were standing on the side of the street, not blocking the road.

Zhao Wumian stopped the carriage, looked at Jiang Yuze, and asked, "You are so skilled in martial arts, but it's a pity to go back to the village to farm... What are you going to do? Send convoys? Or be a thug?"

Jiang Yuze held the little girl in his arms and smiled, "I'm going to the capital to find a job."

"Why are you going to the capital?"

"Young Sword Master has lived in the capital for a long time. If you encounter any problems, I can help you."

"…When are we going?"

"I'll take care of some things in Changshan and then leave."

Zhao Wumian nodded, "Take care."

Jiang Yuze didn't say anything, but he and his wife knelt down and kowtowed to Zhao Wumian.

The carriage drove forward again. At the city gate, there stood a little girl holding a basket of flowers in her hand.

Isn’t she the little flower girl whose flower shop was smashed by Zhao Wumian?

Zhao Wumian stopped the carriage and smiled slightly, "Waiting for me?"

The flower girl giggled, took out a few flowers from the basket and handed them to Zhao Wumian, "Thank you, Lord, for making the decision for me~"

Zhao Wumian raised his hand and took it, "Thank you."

At this moment, the flower girl suddenly blew a breath, and petals of various colors fluttered up, and one of the red petals fell on Zhao Wumian's face.

Zhao Wumian was slightly stunned, then smiled and drove away.

The flower girl looked at the back of the carriage, smiled, and skipped away.

A Hu woman was waiting nearby and asked the flower girl, "Sir, what are you doing?"

The flower girl raised her hand and gently wiped her face, revealing her green eyes and slightly curved eyebrows.

"The Marquis gave us the silver on behalf of Changshan, so I am just bringing the Marquis's trip to an end on behalf of Changshan..."

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PS: I'm having a writer's block and haven't finished writing the detailed outline for the rest of the post. So I'll have to postpone today's update. I'll do it tomorrow. I'm very sorry.

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