I'm about to become an immortal, do you want me to be a prince?

It does not affect the quality of sleep at night.

……

Youzhou.

Li Mu is fighting day and night in the steel factory.

If it weren't for the lack of manpower, he would have started to implement the black-hearted policy of working in two shifts.

"Mr. Jingyang, a group of slave laborers have been sent over from Liaoshui, do you want to check and accept them?"

Since Jakir started hanging out with Li Mu, he has become more and more popular.

Not only the wife has married more than a dozen.

Even real estate has increased a lot.

He who suddenly got rich, his face... tsk tsk tsk, even Li Mu couldn't stand it anymore.

"I said Lao Jia, can you keep a low profile and dress like a nouveau riche, with no connotation at all."

Jakir smiled like Erha, and kept nodding.

But it is estimated that tomorrow will still be dressed like a nouveau riche.

Because he likes this pretentious mode from the bottom of his heart.

Why, I am rich, why can't I show off?

Of course, he definitely didn't dare to say this to Li Mu.

But it didn't stop him from firming up this belief in his heart.

Get rich without pretending to be forceful, and the sky will be struck by lightning!

Back then, I, Jakir, was young and poor, without maternal love, let alone paternal love, and suffered all kinds of grievances and sufferings.

Now, after finally following the right boss, the quality of life has improved by a billion points.

How can I be worthy of my miserable childhood if I don't pretend to be forceful.

Speaking of which, Jakir is actually not an authentic prairie man.

He is actually Persian.

It's just that his mother is from the prairie, and he has indeed lived on the prairie since he was a child.

As for why a Persian would live on the grassland.

This has to start with his Persian father.

What is his father's name, in fact, he himself does not know.

I only know that he is a very literary Persian.

Then one day, this literary youth suddenly fell ill with literature and art, and said with emotion, "Ah! The grassland is so big, I want to see it!"

Then... came to the prairie for sightseeing.

And then... I met a wild prairie girl.

That's right, this wild prairie girl is Jakir's old mother.

As for the next plot, it is nothing more than what is written in some color novels.

The whole plot is full of oh, oh, oh, oh, um, ellipsis in the middle.

Finally, Jakir was born.

Not long after his birth, Jakir's literary fan ran away.

As for the reason, no one knows.

Every time Jakir thinks of his literary and artistic father, he can't help but want to spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm.

Especially when life was unsatisfactory, the number of spit thick phlegm was particularly frequent.

Fortunately, the quality of life has greatly improved now.

The frequency of spitting up thick phlegm is also less.

If it weren't for Li Mu being younger than him, he wouldn't even mind calling Li Mu's father directly.

After listening to Jakir's report, Li Mu waved his hand and said, "You can deal with it."

Jakir smiled and nodded, "Okay, Mr. Jingyang, but someone asked me to ask Mr. Jingyang, when will the siege weapons be delivered to the front line?"

Li Mu rubbed his temples, "Tell him he's almost healed, and they will be sent to the front line within ten days, and let them wait patiently."

"Okay, little one, go tell them now."

Just as Jakir was about to turn around and leave, Li Mu stopped him.

"By the way, Lao Jia, did they say how the battle is going at the front?"

"It is said that the war is going well, but Goguryeo has begun to fortify its walls and clear the country. There are some minor troubles, so we need our siege weapons."

"Well, ok, I know, I'll speed it up."

After speaking, Li Mu rolled up his sleeves and continued to start research and development projects.

Jakir looked at the back of his boss, who was not so stalwart.

Suddenly there is a sense of solidity.

Maybe this is what it feels like to be with the boss!

[PS: Recommend this friend's book, "Three Kingdoms: The Cao Family's Dutiful Son, Invite Your Father to the Throne", friends who are interested can go and read it! 】

Chapter 167 Remember, My Name is Cheng Chubi!

Liaodong, Heishui Basin.

"Captain Governor, the Heishui Department of Mohe brought in the captives of Goryeo, and claimed that there were high-ranking Goguryeo officials among them."

"Senior official? How old is the official?" Shi Danai asked with a glance.

"It's too much to say."

"Emissary? What kind of trash bird officer, I haven't heard of it, let him go!"

Shi Danai waved his hand, continued to look at the sand table on the desk, and said without looking back.

"Here!"

The captain agreed solemnly, then stepped back and replied to the head of the Black Water Department.

The Heishui tribe is one of the larger tribes in the Mohe tribe.

There are about six other tribes of this level, namely the Baishan tribe, the Sumo tribe, the Haoshi tribe, the Bodu tribe, the Anchegu tribe, and the Fune tribe.

Among them, Su Mobu and Heishuibu are the stronger ones.

As for other small tribes, I don't know how many.

The Mohe people are distributed in a very wide range, from the Yalu River to Liugui Country, they can be found in this area.

But because the strength is not good, and it is extremely loose.

So it has always been a low-end creature that has been squeezed.

After the Turkic people squeezed it, the Xianbei people squeezed it, and after the Xianbei people squeezed it, the Korean people squeezed it.

Anyway, it is the bottom of the food chain, the kind that survives by hugging their thighs.

No, seeing that the international situation is not going well, the people from the Black Water Department came to hug Datang's thigh.

Especially in the past two years, I have watched a small tribe called Hagenbe rise step by step next door.

This made the people in the Black Water Department envious and jealous, and began to realize the importance of being with the boss.

"Where is the black gold?"

"My lord, the little ones are here, and the little ones are here."

Hei Jin, the burly head of the Heishui tribe, ran over with a flattering face, "I don't know what the governor said?"

"The governor said that if you are not a petty official, it is not worth talking about. You will deal with it yourself."

The captain rode a tall horse with a horizontal knife on his waist, condescending, and said arrogantly.

Even the guard knights behind him are well-armored and have sharp knives and arrows.

Compared with the Mohe people in fur hats, animal clothes, and bone spears and arrows in their hands, they definitely belonged to the heavenly soldiers and generals.

Therefore, they have the capital of arrogance.

"My lord, this is the emissary from Goguryeo. The official is not young, so I ask you to report to the governor for the young one."

The reason why Hei Jin is so persistent is not because of that little reward.

More importantly, he wanted to see Shi Danai.

I want to directly connect with high-ranking officials and dignitaries of Datang.

It's like the Hagen clan next door before, a tribal clan that could be crushed to death with one finger.

Ever since that kid from Haagen-Dazs got in touch with a certain nobleman from Datang, it has been so glorious.

Even now when people from several big tribes saw them, they had to bow their heads to show weakness.

It's not that the people of those big tribes don't have species.

It's just that some species were chopped up and thrown into black water to feed the fish.

There used to be a very kind leader of a large tribe who planned to challenge the strength of the Hagen tribe.

Then... this buddy was chopped into meat and thrown into the water to feed the fish.

It is said that someone from the "SF Express" fleet did it.

These guys are cruel and ruthless, and they don't care about Mohe people's face at all.

There are even some leaders who have interests with the Datang official, and intend to teach these people a lesson through the official relationship of the Datang.

As a result, these headmen got nothing but blood sprayed on their heads.

Since then, Hei Jin knew one thing.

If you want to gain a firm foothold in the Heishui Basin, you have to establish a relationship with the nobles of Datang.

For this reason, he worked hard and worked hard, and finally got such an opportunity.

Unexpectedly, the old governor did not see him.

This made him anxious.

That's why he dragged the captain to get entangled.

"black gold!"

The captain jumped off his horse with a blank expression, and then walked up to him.

"My lord, my little one is here."

I saw the captain suddenly kicked over.

Leather boots made of cowhide, plus gears specially added by Li Mu.

Originally it was just to stimulate the horses to run.

Now it has become a sharp weapon, causing Hei Jin's face to bloom with one kick.

That's right, the captain kicked Hei Jin's face directly.

It is obvious that the captain does not have the awareness in this regard to beat people but not face.

Or, just don't treat them as human beings at all.

Bang.

Hei Jin was kicked to the ground by the captain.

Not only was his face scratched by gears, but even the bridge of his nose was crooked.

Hei Jin covered his face in pain and rolled all over the ground, looking extremely painful.