"So that's the reply? A big heart? You wrote it like this to hide it from others, right? But you can't be so serious even if you want to hide it from others. It looks like you are flirting with a decent girl." "This……" Li Qingcha touched his nose awkwardly. Sirou sighed. "Do you know how worried I was when I heard the news of your death? That feeling is like...ah..." The girl didn't know how to describe it. She believed that Li Qingcha was not dead, but since so many people were so sure of it, she must still be worried. Especially the two messages from No. 9. Sirou believed that everyone in the chat group had great powers and seemed to be the best in various cultivation systems and organizations. They seemed to have not missed any previous news. So, the girl could only comfort herself like this:
"If you're still alive, you have to find the person. If you're dead, you have to find the body. If you don't find the body, it doesn't count." She was afraid to hear news about Li Qingcha, but also eager to hear news about Li Qingcha. Only the person involved can understand this contradictory feeling. Thinking of the fear and worry of the past few days, Sirou's emotions became a little unstable, and the mist in her eyes gathered again. Li Qingcha sighed. "Poor bones by the river, still the man in the spring girl's dream." Sirou glared at him fiercely after hearing this. "I'm not dreaming, let alone dreaming about you." "Ah this...that...I didn't say who it was." "You! @#*￥%..." Sirou pouted in dissatisfaction. Li Qingcha smiled and sat down opposite her. "Don't be angry. Look, I ran to you as soon as I was allowed to enter the palace. Isn't this attitude sincere?" This attitude is quite good indeed. Sirou's lips curled up. "Didn't you eat?" "Nope." "Okay, since you have a good attitude, please eat in the palace. I will treat you well." After saying this, Sirou did not open the door to let the maid prepare lunch.
The two of them just stared at each other. Li Qingcha was a little confused. "Where's lunch?" Sirou's lips curled up cutely. "Rouge, do you want to eat?" Chapter 277 There seems to be food between your teeth The first thing that came to Li Qingcha's mind was rouge cake. It is called rouge cake, and its main ingredients are yam, hawthorn and glutinous rice. It is fried on both sides until golden brown. It gets its name because it is interspersed with the same red color as petals, which is very similar to the color of rouge. She looked at the box of cakes on the table. Taishi cake, black sesame cake, jujube flower cake, pea yellow... Emmm... No, not really. Li Qingcha didn't react for a moment and sat there staring at the table in a daze. Sirou: ￣□￣｜｜ This person must have done it on purpose! She looked dissatisfied, but she couldn't say what she had just said anymore. "Just forget it if you don't want to eat it!" Li Qingcha looked over in surprise, wondering why this girl was angry for no reason? She couldn't help but fall into deep thought. Suddenly, "rouge!" Li Qingcha's eyes widened, and he couldn't catch his breath. "belch--" A long burp. Sirou was still unhappy just now, but when she saw Li Qingcha acting like a fool, her mood suddenly brightened up, and she giggled with her hands covering her lips. "You are so smart, but you act like a fool." Li Qingcha was depressed. "More than just an idiot, he is an idiot."
"Pfft~" "Is it too late for me to say I want to eat now?" "Hehe, I'm suddenly not in the mood. Sorry I can't keep you company~" There was a sly glint in Sirou's eyes. She stood up, walked out of the hall, and said to the palace maid outside: "Master Li will have lunch at Ziwu Palace at noon today. Please ask someone to bring two servings of food over." The maid bowed. "promise." Sirou then returned to her seat. She reached into Boda's bosom and pulled out a handkerchief. "How long do you plan to stay in Beijing this time?" Li Qingcha thought about it. "I haven't thought about it yet." "You may consider waiting until the autumn hunt. At that time, the northern demon tribe will send an envoy to the capital. Every year, the meeting between the two sides is the highlight." "each year……" Does the frequency of these missions resemble that of two tribes at war? Li Qingcha was puzzled. Sirou winked cutely. Sometimes, she really felt that Li Qingcha was not from Da Xia. How could he not know such basic things? The girl asked: "Why do the demons fight with humans?" That's a good answer. Li Qingcha held his chin with one hand, thinking as he spoke: "War is the continuation of politics, and economy is the foundation of politics. The north is bitterly cold, and the demons are conquering the human race. Ultimately, it's the border fortresses coveting the Central Plains, and it's a fight for living resources." War is the continuation of politics. Economics is the foundation of politics. Sirou was surprised. Where do Li Qingcha get these lofty ideas from? I feel that he is more insightful than the average Daxia official. The girl said: "Many ordinary people think that the demons are crazy people who eat human flesh and drink human blood... Well... Although it is not wrong, because there are indeed some branches that are so barbaric, but the ideas of many demons are actually similar to those of humans." Li Qingcha could imagine that
Ever since she knew that the demon tribe was able to develop fox bells for enjoyment, she realized that they were also pursuing a spiritual life. She pondered for a moment, "Every autumn, the envoys are sent to Beijing because winter is approaching and the north is difficult to survive?" Sirou nodded. "That's right. The human race and the demon race are not united. As winter approaches, the discussion about war and peace becomes louder. Therefore, both countries have to publicly show an attitude of seeking a peaceful solution." "Tsk..." "what happened?" "I just feel like there's nothing new under the sun, and no matter how times change, some things never change." Sirou didn't know what this meant. I just thought that Li Qingcha was inspired by what he experienced with the pirates in Bozhou. The corners of her mouth curled up. "what do you think?" What can you think? Li Qingcha only has the French military salute, ┗( ??∧?｀)┛ The situation between the human race and the demon race will not change because of any individual's ideas. Peace can be achieved through struggle, but it will die through compromise. In this kind of situation, only when one side is unable to bear the fighting can there be a peaceful solution. The conditions for peace talks are not in place yet. The talks were just a show for the anti-war groups in both ethnic groups to see. but…… "There are ways to pretend," Li Qingcha muttered, "I'm afraid the demon delegation coming to Beijing will cause problems." Sirou nodded. It's been like this every year. "How did you guess that?" "It's very simple. If we lose face for Daxia, it will undermine the people's confidence in the war and accumulate war-weariness. Furthermore, it will also affect the morale of the officers and soldiers on the front line." "clever." Three people make a tiger. If a soldier receives a letter from home,
"The demon race is very powerful." "Son, are we going to lose?" "Daxia officials can't do that." …… It would be strange if this kind of content didn't dampen morale. On the other hand, if "our officials knocked over the demon delegation, pinned them to the ground and rushed forward", the effect would be completely different, and the demons would have to weigh the consequences before using their troops.