My book friend Long Aotian

Chapter 217 Beacon
Moshangsang closed his shop, and carriages and horses rumbled in the air. Everyone from the branch office rushed to Tongwen Bureau and settled down.

During the time that Li Bailong was going back and forth, Zhang Mao had led his troops to unload the components of the beacon and transport them into the bureau, and they were now setting up camp and building defenses outside the Tongwen Bureau.

He brought 300 soldiers with him, and the Tongwen Bureau could not accommodate many people. However, since they were guarding the beacon, they could camp in the spacious area outside the government office. After discussing with Li Zhishi, Zhang Mao's troops marked out areas and set up checkpoints on the street in front of the government office, preparing for regular alert.

The convoy entered and underwent routine inspection. When the officer saw that the person being escorted by Li Bailong, he readily released him.

In the second carriage, the master opened the window and glanced outside. Dozens of military tents had been set up in the vast Yaqian Square, and the soldiers were busy preparing.

Since she was a master, her eyesight was extremely sharp and she immediately noticed something unusual.

The soldiers sent by King Zhao were all elites, well-armored and full of energy. However, some of them, although their armor was the same in shape, wore a small string of white tassels around their waists.

The master retracted his gaze: "...This uncle is obviously extremely powerful but overly cautious."

Sitting opposite her was Uncle Seven, who didn't understand the jargon she had learned from A-di: "What?"

Jiang Lishu smiled and said, "I mean, King Zhao is a good boss. He always takes the initiative to consider Li Bailong."

The uncle still didn't understand, so he looked out through the open window, and only saw people coming and going in the distance. The incoming carriages also attracted the attention of others, so some people looked over here as well.

Feeling the gazes of strangers, Miss Ma subconsciously moved away and shrank back instinctively.

When the master saw this, he had an idea and closed the window.

She took the initiative to explain: "The emperor's uncle took the initiative to send many elite troops to accompany him."

Uncle Seven said in a low voice: "...Oh."

--broken.

In order to ease the awkward atmosphere, Jiang Lishu started to mock A-di again: "Earlier, he was yelling and wanted to write a letter to the emperor's uncle to cry and complain that the Cao Gang sent experts to bully him, and wanted to ask King Zhao to send those generals to take a look. He even complained and said that the emperor's uncle put him in danger, but he didn't expect that the emperor's uncle had taken the initiative to consider this for him... This conscienceless little bastard, if I were the emperor's uncle, I would definitely spit in his face."

She forced herself to find something to say while secretly complaining.

Damn it, why did he have to ride in a car with Lao Qi alone? Where is Sanniang? Sanniang, please save me!

I have no way to deal with people of this level! Lao Qi is overdoing it!

At this time, the seventh uncle said: "The king of Zhao considers him in every way, he must like him very much."

"Ah?" Jiang Lishu didn't expect Old Seven to say this, and replied subconsciously, "King Zhao, isn't he?"

"Ok?"

Uncle Seven tilted his head slightly, his eyes revealing confusion.

The master then came back to his senses and looked guilty.

I'm dirty.

...It’s all because of Huazhou’s cultural atmosphere!

She hurriedly added, "I mean, Prince Zhao's reputation is known to the world, and he did his best to help Li Bailong. It's just that he is wise in that he trusts people and treats them wholeheartedly..."

And the uncle said in a positive tone: "Besides, King Zhao must like him very much."

Ugh, this affirmative tone is a bit like the guys who randomly pair up couples in my books... Damn it, I write general emotional masterpieces, but there are ０佬腐０ barking and shouting about gays in my books every day.

At the moment, Lao Qi’s tone is somewhat similar to those CP fans who say “After seeing the bumping, I knew they have feelings for each other”, which makes Jiang Lishu suspicious.

Could it be that the dirty person is not me, but Lao Qi?

She hesitated and asked, "Why...are you so sure?"

Uncle Seven said calmly: "Oh, because I also like Li Bailong very much, I will want to help him and make him better."

"..."

Jiang Lishu was stunned. Such an answer was so unexpected that she didn't even know how to respond.

Miss Ma glanced at him and smiled, "Don't worry, I won't snatch it from you."

"You can't take it away!"

The master replied fiercely, and then looked at the seventh sister opposite him with doubt: "You... what do you mean? No, I don't quite understand..."

"Don't the sisters in the valley like him very much? They watched him grow up, guided him to become the ideal person, and hoped that he would make better choices..."

Miss Ma looked at her senior sister and said nonchalantly, "Why, Sixth Sister's preferences are different?"

"..."

No matter how thick-skinned the master is, he is too embarrassed to discuss such issues directly with his peers.

She felt a little strange again...Old Seven seemed a little different today.

This is quite aggressive indeed.

Her face was slightly red, and she said with all her might, "He and I are nominally master and apprentice, but in reality we are siblings. We have supported each other for many years, so our feelings are naturally very different from yours!"

The uncle bowed his head slightly, a smile flashing in his eyes: "Since Senior Sister said yes, then it is."

Jiang Lishu felt that Lao Qi was very strange today. She wanted to argue with him, so she retorted: "I remember that you had no interest in him before and always kept your distance from him. How come you have changed your mind now?"

Miss Ma answered calmly.

"I used to keep my heart sealed and locked away my emotions, thinking that the saddest thing in the world is love. I looked down on the sisters in the sect, thinking that they were too obsessed. They said that men were dogs, but they couldn't let go in their hearts. They were trapped by love, which was too shameful."

"It was not until recently that I had to interact with Li Bailong. Now I understand the feelings of the sisters. People have fantasies, they have luck, they have persistence, they will think, 'If it was like this in the beginning, how great it would be'..."

As she said this, her eyes wandered, reminiscing about the past.

"After all, he and Zhu Haishan... do look somewhat alike. I saw the shadow of that man."

The past events are like the tides: "So I also wonder, if Zhu Haishan was like him, and never took things on his own when he encountered them, but cried, yelled, cheated, and threw a tantrum, and was alert and cunning, and had many ways to do things, then would the events of the past have ended in a more decent and better way?"

"After all, Li Bailong is better at making friends than Zhu Haishan. Everyone likes him, so he would never end up like that. If Zhu Haishan was as good at networking as he is, maybe he would have survived, and many sad things would not have happened. Everything would have been different..."

The master uncle raised his head and looked at the top of the carriage with a stunned look.

"If he survived, what would happen to me? Would he accept that marriage? Would I still be his wife? Would I be happier than I am now?"

As she said this, she turned her head and looked at Jiang Lishu.

"Senior sister, if Li Bailong was in Zhu Haishan's position back then, would he have run away from marriage or even committed suicide for you?"

Why is this woman becoming more and more outrageous?
Jiang Lishu sensed that his seventh sister had set up a ripple sound wall, and that the current conversation would never be known to others, so he said unhappily, "You'd better not say such terrible things. If I die, it will definitely not be love that he dies for."

Miss Ma asked curiously, "What do you mean?"

The master also looked up at the roof of the car, his tone a little dull.

"Before I joined the valley, my brother and I wandered around the world. One time, we were hunted down and suffered serious injuries. I almost died, and I had a nightmare when I was unconscious."

"... I dreamed that I died and came to the underworld. After I got my number, I was about to line up and wait for my number to be called when I saw souls from the human world rushing down like a rainstorm. There were so many of them that I couldn't see the end. These dead souls were angry and grievance-ridden. Their howling sounds merged into one, shaking the underworld. They were all shouting, 'Who is Jiang Lishu?', 'You are Jiang Lishu,' and so on. They wanted to take their anger out on me."

"I could only run away with my head in my hands, shouting, 'Big Brothers and Big Sisters, this is none of my business. It really is none of my business. '"

She turned her head and glanced at her junior sister, shrugged and said, "Since then, I have felt that it is better to be alive."

"is it?"

The uncle laughed, "Does it mean that Li Bailong will lose his mind and go on a killing spree because of your death? But when Senior Sister was wandering around, it was eight years ago, right? At that time, Li Bailong was probably less than ten years old. This dream is exaggerated... But it's also very interesting."

Jiang Lishu smiled and said, "Yes, but he is indeed a bad boy."

Miss Ma retracted her gaze and whispered, "Sure enough...it's different."

"what?"

"Li Bailong...is different from Zhu Haishan."

The uncle said softly, "Even though it came to that... his lover had passed away, he had fallen out with the sect, he had a desperate blood feud, and most importantly, he still held the absolute power of revenge in his hands, but he still controlled his anger." "He said that a dying person should not care about worldly affairs. When he swung this sword, the world would surrender. Of course, it would be gratifying, but how would Miss Ma deal with it? I'm already very sorry for you, I hope you can live well."

"He's probably this kind of person, always thinking about others. At a time like this, he actually thought about me, so... he turned into a butterfly."

Jiang Lishu whispered, "Did you really... turn into a butterfly?"

The "magic" in this world is nothing more than an extension of the ancient art of controlling matter, and is another way of manipulating Yuan Qi. Jiang Lishu knows this very well, and the matter of transforming into a butterfly obviously violates the law of conservation of matter. She understands this concept, and in her opinion, the magic in the world has not yet escaped the cage of conservation of matter.

But...turn into a butterfly.

"Yes, I saw it with my own eyes."

Miss Ma's voice was light but firm: "This world is far more magical than we imagined."

But that's not the point she's making.

“So, it’s different.”

"Li Bailong is different from Zhu Haishan, and I am also different from my senior sisters."

"For the senior sisters, Li Bailong might be an extension of their obsession, a better possibility than a heartless person, so they poured their heart and soul into him, and placed their thoughts on him... I am different."

"To me, Li Bailong is Li Bailong, and Zhu Haishan is Zhu Haishan. Senior sister, your brother is good, but in my heart, he is not as good as him. I don't have any regrets that need to be projected on another person to comfort myself... Zhu Haishan has done what Zhu Haishan would do."

Jiang Lishu's expression was a little subtle.

I... can barely understand the truth, but why are you telling me this?
Also, your ex-husband is not even as good as A-di! I said!

But she wasn't bored enough to argue with Old Seven about this, so she nodded slightly: "...I understand."

As she said this, thinking of Lao Qi's emotional experience, she couldn't help but sigh.

"I...I thought you would always hate that man."

"I hated it originally, but over the years, I kept thinking about it with great hatred, and slowly I stopped hating it."

"Then...then you..." Jiang Lishu's tone was inexplicable.

"This shouldn't be love."

She understood what Sixth Senior Sister meant: "I don't know him very well, and I have never been with him seriously. When I think of him, I don't feel any emotion, only a faint sadness and tranquility. I miss him, I am grateful to him, and I also think about what kind of story would have happened between us if the marriage had not changed... But there is no if now."

There was a hint of sadness and tranquility in Miss Ma's eyes.

"The fact is, he's dead, I'm alive, and I'll never forget him. I'll never be able to let it go. My life ended at that wedding, and that's... my life."

The carriage slowly stopped during this quiet and calm narration.

Finally, the carriage shook, announcing the end.

The uncle sighed and said with a smile, "We are finally here."

She removed the sound barrier with her backhand, and the side wall was knocked. Li Bailong's voice came from outside: "Master, Uncle Master, we have arrived at the stop, please get off."

Miss Ma looked at the woman sitting opposite her, and the other person's eyes seemed to be full of surprise.

"Senior sister, be nice to him."

You can only say this in your heart.

What I also couldn't express was envy and even jealousy.

She knew what Li Bailong meant to her senior sister, and she also understood her senior sister's feelings for Li Bailong. She could even vaguely guess why Li Bailong killed Wen Renzhuo and even destroyed the corpse, angering Feng Lin.

so good.

What does it feel like?

pity.

Moshangsang and his group moved into the Santang office of Tongwen Bureau, which was the private area of ​​the governor. The moving and resettlement work was arranged by Junior Sister Xu Wangyu, while Li Bailong reminded the servants of each room to mark out the restricted areas. While they were making arrangements, the master came over with a serious face and grabbed his arm.

"Dude." She whispered, "I feel like there's something wrong with your Seventh Uncle."

"how?"

"Sister, I seem to have listened to her reminiscences all the way."

Jiang Lishu was instinctively uneasy: "Now that I think about it, is she planting a flag?"

"…What kind of nostalgia? What's the content?"

"It's probably 'I have my own white moonlight, and I'm fundamentally different from those losers who eat meal replacements.'"

"?????"

"Oh, it's hard to explain it to you." The master reluctantly said something, scratching his head, "I just feel something is wrong... Damn, is it because I've listened to you talk about Japanese comics too much that I'm suspicious?"

"Seventh Uncle is indeed very mysterious, but she is tight-lipped and I can't dig out anything..." Li Bailong thought about it and said helplessly, "I'm afraid we can only deal with it as it happens and cover it up as it comes."

Jiang Lishu also sighed: "The Riddler deserves to die."

They couldn't figure out a solution, so they could only give up for the time being and focus on the main task.

According to previous discussions, beacons, eight auxiliary towers and nine guard posts were deployed, and manpower was being deployed one by one. A mobile team was also formed, led by Li Bailong himself, ready to provide reinforcements at any time.

Director Li got busy and put aside the matter of his seventh uncle. The deployment of the beacon was the most important matter. Once this matter was completed and King Zhao won a great victory, the situation in Huazhou could be settled.

By evening, the main beacon tower deployed at Tongwen Bureau had been completed.

Li Bailong went to see after hearing the news.

The beacon was placed in front of the second hall, in the center, several feet high and shaped like a tower. Its top was a huge disc with dense and intricate gilded patterns engraved on its surface. The huge support poles stood on three legs, supporting a column like a pagoda spire, and the base was covered with a wall of gold and bronze, making it impossible to see the internal structure.

Li Bailong was surprised when he saw the look.

The master also came over to watch the fun, and when he saw this thing, he looked confused and poked A-di secretly.

Director Li calmed down and asked Engineer Cheng who was standing by his side: "Is this all right?"

"There are still eight secondary towers... the main tower should be ready."

General Zhang Mao frowned and asked, "Should?"

He is a soldier and doesn't like uncertain answers.

"After the trial, this is good enough." Engineer Cheng said carefully, "To confirm whether it is good or not, we need to activate it. I dare not take the initiative, so..."

Zhang Mao looked at Li Bailong, and when Director Li nodded, he ordered, "Then open it and see."

Under the gaze of everyone, Engineer Cheng stepped forward carefully.

Then kneel before this beacon.

He was mumbling something, as if he was praying or singing, with his hands on the pedestal, whispering softly. Slowly, the pedestal began to vibrate, and the buzzing sound gradually grew louder, and finally, a light burst out.

With a humming sound, the huge disc-shaped part of the beacon began to rotate.

At the same time, in Yunhua Hall, Bai Ye felt something in his heart, raised his head, and smiled: "It's started."

In the third hall of Tongwen Bureau, Seventh Uncle, who did not go to watch the excitement, stayed in the room, holding the latest volume of "Langhuan Zhuan", of which he had read the last dozen pages, and suddenly felt hot in his chest.

Glancing down, he saw the crude cup hanging on his chest vibrating slightly a few times.

She smiled softly.

Fortunately, I’m almost done watching it.

I can't stop feeling irritated when sitting in front of the computer. I'll go out for a walk for half a day tomorrow and then get back to normal as soon as possible.

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(End of this chapter)