Chapter 1111

"Sir, what did you say?"

Zheng Yueru was startled.

Qing Yangshuo wants to go out in person?

This...

The shock in Zheng Yueru's heart was beyond words.

As you know, since Liu Zheng invited Qing Yangshuo down from the mountain, Qing Yangshuo has never left Yinzhou.

Later, he has been residing in Yintan City, and it can be said that the current scale of Yintan City is absolutely due to Qing Yangshuo's great contributions. Whether it is the construction or the management of Yintan City, Qing Yangshuo alone could oversee the world here... this is absolutely not bragging. Even the current Xiliang King, Liu Dahao, treats Qing Yangshuo with utmost respect, let alone others.

But today...

He actually... he wants to go out for a walk.

Zheng Yueru immediately became anxious: "Sir..."

She very much wanted to say, "Sir, your health is not good; if it's a long journey, you should reconsider." But the words reached her lips and still would not come out. First, because disability itself is Qing Yangshuo's shortcoming, she feared saying it would hurt the sir's dignity. Second, she knew even better that Qing Yangshuo's temperament, he and Liu Zheng could become close friends precisely because their dispositions matched, meaning that whatever they decided, nothing could change it.

Qing Yangshuo, however, wore a face of indifference and laughed heartily.

This usually steady and mature man, at this moment, his eyes actually flashed with an unprecedented, dazzling brilliance.

In the letter.

He saw what others could not see, what the young master wished to convey to him.

This is like a scroll...

A scroll depicting the entire world.

Originally...

Beyond the Dragon Flame, there are so many countries; beyond the Dragon Flame, there are so many continents; beyond the Dragon Flame, there are so many powerful nations...

Qing Yangshuo suddenly felt that he should go out for a trip.

Instead of staying every day in a small place, moving pieces on a chessboard, deducing the world's development.

He also wanted to see the splendors outside.

He also wanted to, like young people, try out the variety outside.

He wanted to be young once.

In the remaining years of his life.

"Sir, be sure to take care of your health!"

Zheng Yueru did not dissuade him further, and deeply bowed to Qing Yangshuo's retreating figure.

Qing Yangshuo laughed loudly and unrestrainedly.

His long hair flowed with the wind.

Thus.

Not long after.

Three groups quietly set out from Yintan City.

One group was Qing Yangshuo, leading a band of loyal attendants; he had deliberately dressed himself up, and then, from Yinzhou's train station, headed straight for the Southern Barbarian Lands. Correct, his intended direction was precisely Nanyang. As mentioned earlier, Qing Yangshuo's family had long since gone to Nanyang, so he also wanted to go to Nanyang for a visit... and then, following the young master's suggestion, go to Australia, then to America... there, is where he wants to go.

The group responsible for protecting Qing Yangshuo naturally consisted of the elite among the elite.

Qing Yangshuo was likewise taking the steam train for the first time; he watched with interest the scenery outside the window flying backward, his eyes carrying a hint of pride.

This is the train.

This is Dragon Flame.

This is Liangzhou, this is the change the young master has brought to this world.

He likewise knows...

Now Yintan City, including the research lab of Wangbei Academy, has already begun researching a topic that astonishes even him.

That is electricity.

Regarding this, Qing Yangshuo is completely a knowledge blind spot. But the young master said, once electricity truly develops, the entire world will tremble!

Tremble!

The entire world!

Qing Yangshuo will not doubt the young master's words, but he still feels utterly unbelievable. Because the emergence of the steam engine

has already begun to tremble the world, yet electricity, is it actually still such a novel thing of this magnitude?

This...

If this thing comes out, this train, could it actually speed up several times?

Very shocking.

Qing Yangshuo feels, this world is becoming more and more splendid...

"Sir, have something to eat."

The group assigned to escort Qing Yangshuo this time is, having just graduated from the Liangzhou Military Academy, a professional guard general named Zhou Jiangzuo.

This person is a true native of Liangzhou, his loyalty naturally needs no consideration, and more importantly, he has always regarded Qing Yangshuo as a deity.

Qing Yangshuo chuckled and nodded.

His location is certainly the highest-class carriage on the entire train.

He is now somewhat impatient, wanting to see Nanyang, to see what Australia has become.

The other group is then Hu Xi'er and Mo Chen.

"Drive drive drive!"

"Idiot, hurry up!"

"Are you a big stupid goose? Hahahaha, you can't even ride a horse!"

Two fine horses were galloping across the Western Regions at this moment, kicking up clouds of dust.

Mo Chen's face had turned pale with fright at this point, clutching the horse's neck tightly, afraid of falling off, and he couldn't help shouting: "You have a train but won't ride it, insisting on riding a horse, insisting on riding a horse!"

Hu Xi'er laughed until her branches trembled, not whipping her own horse with the riding crop but striking Mo Chen's horse's buttocks, which made Mo Chen's horse go much faster. She didn't forget to show off her horsemanship, feeling proud and pleased.

"Big stupid goose!"

"Hahahaha, big stupid goose!"

Mo Chen wore a look of despair, but could only endure it.

Who let himself like her...

Their mission this time was to go to the Ottoman first.

Compared to that, their task along this route had hardly any danger.

Because the Western Regions to Central Asia, and Central Asia to the Ottoman, had already been swept clean by Liangzhou's forces. This time, they were just sightseeing, needing only to bring money.

After playing like this for a while, the two horses gradually slowed down.

Mo Chen then let out a breath of relief, though his face remained deathly pale.

"Hey, big stupid goose, I heard the Ottoman's little princess is Jiang Xuan's old lover—do you think she's pretty?"

Hu Xi'er deliberately gave Mo Chen a squinting, smiling look.

Mo Chen shuddered all over.

What a dilemma—how should he answer this? Say she's pretty? That would imply she's prettier than Hu Xi'er. Say she's not pretty? That would mean Jiang Xuan has bad taste. He knew Hu Xi'er had always regarded Jiang Xuan as an older brother.

He gave a foolish smile: "I don't understand these Western Ocean girls; we'll look again later, look again later!"

Hu Xi'er couldn't help but let out a cold snort, but then her eyebrows danced with excitement.

"You say, will we encounter a mirage on this journey?"

Mo Chen was also startled.

Mirage...

This is still the legend left behind from Liu Zheng's conquest of the Western Regions.

Thus, two sayings arose among the people: one, that those who see a mirage will bring good fortune; two, that those who see a mirage mean death.

Mo Chen paid no excessive attention to either good fortune or death.

He had always been a man of Longyan science, mechanics, and technology, and had merely been puzzled all along.

If the formation of this mirage truly follows the principle the young master spoke of...

Then if scenes from the past appear, or scenes that don't exist in this world, could this possibility occur? And if so, how should it be explained?

The young master said...

Is it due to light?

Or is it the magnetic field the young master mentioned? Or is he certain that you can even see events from another parallel space happening here...

It can even be seen here what is happening in another parallel space.

Thus.

He also began to look forward to it. Recently pop-up ads have been severe; click to download to avoid pop-ups.