Chapter Thirty-Eight
Li Muyun held his arms and heard Sun Zhubo finish speaking, he curled his lips disregardly: "Yeah! That's it?"
"Ann." Master Bo didn't know what Li Muyun meant, so he nodded blankly.
"Then you're done!" Li Muyun stretched out a hand and patted Sun Zhubo's shoulder, saying maliciously: "I heard that what you meant just now is very simple. Simply put, it's just eight words: Your Majesty, I'm so happy to be a merit!"
With a 'swish', the sweat on Master Sun's head fell, and he stuttered with a pale face: "Young Master, Young Master, you have agreed just now, just now, just listen, forget it!"
Seeing Sun Zhubo trembling with fear, Li Muyun secretly praised the catastrophe of feudalism and patted him on the shoulder again: "Don't worry, your young master keeps his word!"
"Thank you, thank you, the young master! I, I will chase you about the dam repair in the back mountain. Let's take a step first." Sun Zhubo wiped the cold sweat from his forehead while reprimanding him to be careful.
He now just wants to leave the broom star in front of him as soon as possible, and the farther away the better.
I have to say that there is actually a beautiful misunderstanding between Li Muyun and Sun Zhubo, that is, Sun Zhubo thinks that Li Tombyun knows Li Yuan’s true identity.
In fact, Li Muyun did not know Li Yuan’s true identity. If he knew the true identity of the old man he picked up, well... I guess Sun Zhubo’s life would definitely be more miserable than it is now.
As the story is written, everyone should have understood it. Li Muyun is not a good person in the traditional sense, and at the same time he does not want to be a "good person". For him, he is just a wandering soul who has come to the Tang Dynasty inexplicably from the future.
You can't imagine that a killer who kills people will become a good man after traveling through time, nor can you imagine that he will become a saint who regards the world as his own.
Li Muyun is actually like a floating duckweed, and he just lives a life of being a waste of time. If he has any fun, he will find some fun. If he doesn’t have fun, he will continue to be a prodigal son. What responsibilities and justice have nothing to do with him.
In his view of right and wrong, there is only good or bad mood, and there is no right or wrong of things. This is the real Li Muyun!
So he actually didn't care about everything Sun Zhubo said. As long as the Khitans did not come to provoke him, he would treat those Khitans equally.
Of course, the equal treatment here does not mean that the same treatment is the same who leads everyone to make a fortune together, but rather that the same treatment is equal, similar to the kind of treatment that you do not move me, I do not move you, and if you move me, you will get a hundred times more rewards.
He would not think about liberating the working people, nor would he think about conquering the world. In his opinion, if God can give him a chance to live a new life, then he should seize it and have fun.
...
Sun Zhubo looked at Li Muyun nervously, not knowing what he was thinking, but since this young master didn't let him go, he didn't dare to leave, even though he had just made an excuse for his departure.
Finally, Li Muyun spoke, but it made Sun Zhubo's heart sink. He only heard him say lightly: "I already know that the Khitans are not easy to mess with. So can you tell me what the Khitans like now?"
Like to kill people! Sun Zhubo wailed in his heart, but hesitated for a long time before saying, "They actually like wine the most, especially high-altitude wine."
"It's like Sanle Powder?" Li Muyun asked.
This was the strongest wine in the Tang Dynasty he knew, although he had never drunk it once.
"You are so proud of them. That kind of wine is not something they can drink. Even few in our county can afford it." Sun Zhubo said with a wry smile: "In fact, Xiaguan only knows that they like wine because wine can keep warm. Those Khitans do not build houses, so winter is the most difficult day of the year for them. If there is no wine, many people will probably be frozen to death."
"That's it..." Li Muyun narrowed his eyes, rubbed his chin, and after a while, he said to Sun Zhubo: "Next time you come, get more food, and make some wine lees."
"..." Sun Zhubo had no idea of arguing with Li Muyun about right or wrong at this time. He heard that he said this and just nodded helplessly, wondering whether to order a good coffin for himself first when he went back. It probably won't take long before he could use it.
...
After sending out Sun Zhubo, who was lost, Li Muyun moved his neck and walked back. Before he could walk far, he saw Chen Huo leaning expressionlessly on the flagpole that had been standing up for a while, looking at him coldly.
"What's wrong? The nerves are a little bit deteriorated?" Li Muyun asked with an eyebrow raised.
"What?" Chen Huo was stunned for a moment.
"Nothing, are you waiting for me here?" Li Muyun shook his head.
The reason why a meme can become a meme is that everyone knows that if only one party understands and the other party knows nothing, it becomes self-entertainment, just like playing games and starting a stand-alone player, without any fun.
Seeing that Li Muyun did not explain, Chen Huo did not ask much, stared at him for a long time before asking word by word: "Do you want to collude with the Khitans?"
Chen Huo's words were very rude, and Li Muyun naturally would not be used to his faults. He sneered and said, "What are you planning to eliminate harm for the people? Stop showing me the things in the government, I feel disgusting."
Chen Mu did not change his attitude because of Li Muyun's reaction, but instead snorted coldly and said, "Collaborating with foreign races, everyone who belongs to the Tang Dynasty will be punished!"
"Since that's the case, then you kill me." Li Muyun curled his lips again, tilting his head to Chen Mu.
Just as Chen Huo was about to say something, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his calves facing his calves, which made him scream from the bottom of his heart: "Your uncle!"
It turned out that just as Li Muyun tilted his head to look at him, he kicked him out without any trace.
"Your second uncle!" Li Muyun, regardless of whether Chen Huo was ready or not, cursed back and rushed to him with a flash, and elbow hit Chen Huo in the chest.
All this came too suddenly, which made Chen Huo not have time to react. Or he didn't expect Li Muyun to get martial arts at all. He was hit by Li Muyun's elbow in the chest in a flash, and withdrew several steps away with a muffled groan.
Chapter completed!