Xiahou Di and Li Yingqing both laughed and cried at these two candidates, but when they thought about it carefully, there was no one more suitable than them. No matter what official you recommend, it would be difficult to keep you from the emperor. But now these two people have come back to know that they were cheated by Ji Wuyou and lost the opportunity to compete for the throne. That would be that they would not lick Ji Wuyou's ass no matter what.

Just like that forgery, Ji Wuxing took the medicine with a strong side effect and ran to disturb Ji Wuyou. After that, he lay down for a month and still smiled.

These two people also have some cliques and a certain foundation accumulation. A group of gang members from the court to the local government had not had time to be cleansed by Ji Wuyou and could be used on a large scale. Although they had their own personalities, they were not idiots. After all, they grew up from the imperial family and had the conditions to spread the system well, and maybe they would consider the details more carefully than Xue Mu.

Then, they are not harmonious with each other, and it is difficult to join forces to undermine the general manager, and the degree of dissonance is not to fight against bad things because of the common enemy.

Looking left and right, it's perfect.

Xue Mu had not finished speaking: "We also need to introduce an internal supervision system, so this is naturally the six gates to take care of. In short, this matter is still under your control, and it can unite the forces opposite Ji Wuyou."

Xiahou Di looked at him in a daze: "Don't you mind Ji Wuli was an enemy of you, and would you rather let him stand on the table again?"

"Times change, and the main contradiction has long since changed. He is not a pig." Xue Mu said calmly: "Besides, what if he can't stand me? As long as he is willing to unite around you, what's the point of being targeted by him..."

Li Yingqing was fortunate to witness how a woman's eyes turned from resentment to surprise and admiration to soft light, as if reflecting the whole story of the intersection of Xue Mu and Xiahou Di, while Mu Jianli was feeling sad.

Of course, from his perspective, he was not very willing to get involved in the royal affairs. Being involved in such a struggle was really too compatible with Xue Mudao, and he couldn't pee the same as Ji Wuyou. What he really cared about was the problem of the track and the train itself: "Deacon Zuo said, Changxinhou has any ideas about the car window?"

"Oh, I know that there are many calcined glass among the people. My Lingzhou Rouge Floor has large-scale artificial glass pendants. Doesn't your home have some purification solutions to calcined transparent glass as windows?"

Li Yingqing was stunned and smiled bitterly: "This sect is not omnipotent in craftsmanship. Changxin Hou overestimates us. But this statement makes sense. We will look for this master to study it."

"Add a place for Gongzhi, add seats, and sell with a food truck." Xue Muwu began to say: "Is there any need for fine wine, drink, mountain spring water? Isn't this also called a train?"

"..." Li Yingqing was sweating all over the head, and the girls looked at each other side. Xue Mu's tone just now was so strange...

"Forget it, let the new Ministry of Transportation study it slowly. It is normal for you scientific people to not understand it." Xue Mu asked: "However, I have something else to ask you... Is there a possibility of laying tracks in the desert?"

Li Yingqing immediately shook his head: "It is possible to do it, but the cost is countless times higher than the normal track laying. If the sandstorm hits, it will be damaged or buried by sand and dust, and it cannot be maintained for a long time. It is not impossible to do it. Sending more people is just not worth the effort."

Xue Mu pondered: "If we must build convenient desert transportation, are there any solutions?"

Li Yingqing casually said, "Yes."

"What?"

"Didn't we have imagined too many footed dolls before? Isn't it just tailor-made for the desert? And we have built one of these things... we thought they had nowhere to be used before, so we wanted to dismantle..."

"Don't tear it off!" Xue Mu said happily: "It's really a blessing for me to have the Shenji Sect in the world!"

"What are you going to do?" Xiahou Diqi said: "Plan to reconcile with the Kuangshamen? Your conflicts were not light before."

"There are things I want in the desert, and things full of treasures... Maybe Master Li has already had a small amount of preliminary applications, so we will study them later."

Li Yingqing's eyes lit up.

"Of course, the hatred between Kuangshamen and Qixuan Valley is very deep and difficult to resolve. If Yun Qianhuang wants to cooperate, he must first see his sincerity." Xue Mu said: "I believe that there are Kuangshamen who have been waiting for me in the capital for a long time..."

Xiahou Di sighed: "Xue Mu, how much stuff is in your mind? Aren't you tired?"

"It's not tired, it's quite fun." Xue Mu smiled and said, "The feeling of running the whole world towards your imagination is wonderful, right?" It's like writing a good song by yourself. The changes in the world are like the flow of lyrics, and your smile is the most beautiful note."

Xiahou Di was a little throbbing when he heard this, and still smiled, "The words of true literati."

"No, I'm just an entertainment guy. Actually, I've deviated from my job for a long time... Hey, do you want to listen to music? I wrote a new song..."

"Let your Qianxue sing to you. I have to prepare for the entire transportation system, but it's not like someone just talking."

Xue Mu's eyes fell on her red lips and whispered: "I don't want to just talk, it's someone who refuses to touch me."

"Bang!"

The teacup was buckled on Xue Mu's head, and Xiahou Di turned around angrily. Li Yingqing shook his head and said goodbye.

Looking at the small teacup on Xue Mu's head, she looked extremely funny, and the girls couldn't help laughing. Mu Jianli laughed and said, "Xue Mu, your balance skills are getting better and better. Is this the result of breaking through Guiling?"

"Actually, I have also broken through the Black Dragon King body. Do you want to try it?"

Mu Jianli couldn't hold it anymore, and another teacup was pressed on Xue Mu's head, turning around and leaving.

Xue Mu held it up: "It's fake to say that you are not tired, so I can save face in front of Xiahou. Do you know my promising prospects? What I like most is to hold you and listen to songs and dance leisurely..."

Mu Jianli turned his head and looked at the two cups on his head. He wanted to laugh, but was soft-hearted by him. After a while, he said softly: "Okay, let's rest with you."

The reporter station was renovated in Baihua Garden, and there are all kinds of entertainment facilities inside. In the inner hall, Xue Mu was lying in Mu Jianli's arms, and Zhuo Qingqing was feeding him fruits.

Luo Qianxue is singing his new work "A Taoist nun friend" and the night dance team temporarily danced. The surrounding press station girls, the piano and flute, are in harmony, and the fragrance is lingering, and the piano song is gentle.

No matter what kind of strong sect master or a generation of emperor in this world, it is impossible for Xue Mu to lean in the arms of the Sect Master Wenjian, and let the famous Thousand Mountains of Muxue Group sing and dance for him alone.

Xue Mu knew that he really didn't have much ambitions, and everything he thought, thought and did was just for such a scene, and such notes could stay forever.
Chapter completed!