Chapter 281: My Eyes Are Not Clean
A hovercraft with military license plates left the mountain villa area and completed the straight-line distance between here and the main urban area ahead at an efficiency close to the speed of sound.
From a distance, the city's tall buildings seem to pierce the sky directly, and in order to accommodate more population, the city's bottom also extends an average of more than 500 meters.
Sometimes human society is just so strange.
Although there are so many beautiful places with mountains and rivers outside the city, people still try their best to get to the inner city, even if they have to go to heaven and earth for it.
Yang Ming crossed his legs and looked at himself in the projection mirror. He put on a smart suit, and his freshly washed short hair stood up. His clean scalp seemed to reveal his handsomeness.
Today's gathering is about making friends with some imperial nobles.
Yaha Star is now almost becoming his second base. After leaving Saka Star, Hui Saka made his fortune here. It was also here that the White Ghost took off his mask and grasped the olive branch thrown by the empire.
Perhaps because his mentality had changed, the big rock called Valkyrie floating above his head was finally moved away for the most part. Yang Ming now subconsciously began to appreciate the scenery outside the window.
The planetary rings are like a movable cage that traps this beautiful planet.
The mountains, seas, lakes and skies seem to have retained their original colors, but in fact they are beautiful views planned by humans with almost endless energy.
Yang Ming glanced at the empty seat next to him.
Catherine actually didn't want to go to the noble banquet, and even gave Yang Ming a few words with a stern face:
'I know how depraved and corrupt the imperial nobles are, and I understand your current situation. You are different from ordinary modified people. You must gain a foothold in the political circle of the empire.
'But I don't want you to associate with those dirty women.
'If you have any intimate contact with other women during our relationship, I mean the kind of contact, then you can tell me directly and we can go back to being ordinary friends.
'You satisfy all my fantasies about love, but I am destined not to be someone else's partner. I have my own mission.'
mission……
Yang Ming scratched his forehead and sat in a comfortable chair, lost in thought.
Is he a bit of a jinx to his girlfriend?
That's not true. Look at Windsor. He is doing fine now. After completing his studies in the New Federation, he returned to Luofeng and joined the Ministry of Finance. With the help of "My Father, the Chancellor of the Exchequer", he successfully became a little star in the department.
But Hera...
When Yang Ming was meditating these two days, Hera's helpless and empty eyes always appeared in front of his eyes.
It was as if they were back in Hera's messy villa, and back to the vacation when they hit it off and dared to challenge the New Federation's secret base.
Yang Ming tapped his watch and opened the text chat with Lu.
——Lü still doesn’t dare to go too deep into the Imperial Star circle. Chatting with text is a way to reduce information transmission and minimize the possibility .
'How is Hera now?'
Lawyer: 'We are still conducting research.'
"If there is a chance, bring her back under the pretext of needing supplies. I will try to educate her. There are always limits on the amount of organic food on board."
"Understood, Boss. Here is a partial list of the nobles who will be attending the banquet. I can only collect information through their social networks, which is not comprehensive. There are about four people among them who can be befriended..."
Lu quickly got into work mode, and Yang Ming looked at the list carefully.
His mental strength continued to increase, which greatly improved his shorthand ability. Although he was not as good as Bly in terms of photographic memory, it was no problem for him to remember this information.
There is actually a Grand Duke, three Earls, and two Countess attending the banquet tonight...
"Are all the great nobles of the empire so idle?"
"No, boss. These are all nobles from outside of Yaha Star. They flew here in the past two days. I think it was Atro who deliberately leaked the news. He has a wide network of contacts in the noble circle."
Yang Ming shook his head and smiled.
As for Atlo, we can't get any intelligence on the enemy, but we have plenty of intelligence on the aristocrats. The Military Intelligence Bureau might as well set up an aristocratic gossip department. Lieutenant Colonel Atlo will definitely be very qualified as the director of this department.
Towering buildings passed by quickly outside the window.
Yang Ming began to close his eyes and rest, adjusting his state.
Having witnessed the emperor's hard partying, he was quite interested in the social etiquette of these nobles.
…
New Federation, outside the city of Mint.
A medium-sized transport ship slowly arrived at the temporary inspection port and was applying for entry.
Senator Allison stood at the porthole, looking at the wreckage of the battleship floating near the synchronous orbit, and couldn't help but sigh softly.
"Boss."
A young man in the back lowered his head and said:
"The meeting time of the parliament has been confirmed. It will be this afternoon. Almost all the parliamentarians who left Minter City have returned. You are not the last one to return."
"Alas," Allison's face seemed to have aged several years overnight, "Empire, the most powerful empire, the strongest white ghost, isn't this a little unfair?"
The young man didn't say anything, but just lowered his head and sighed.
Allison frowned tightly. "I put all my bets here, but when a strong enemy comes, this place is so fragile and unbearable. The Empire's invincible fleet, the high-level insect swarm outside of human civilization, what will be next?"
"Boss," the young man muttered nervously, "To be honest, our home planet may not be a big deal to regimes like the New Federation and the Sherman Empire."
"Our home planet... yes, our home planet is still waiting."
Allison thought about the content of the thought stamp he had set and laughed.
These guys have no idea that their home planet, their motherland, is actually the planet before them.
However, Allison's entire organization is built on this concept, and now everyone in the organization is willing to sacrifice themselves for his home planet.
"The New Federation is still here," Allison regained his composure and cheered up again. "The Empire's strategy is either to fight a war of annihilation or to teach the New Federation a lesson. This actually creates more conditions for us."
"Yes, Boss. We can definitely take this opportunity to clean out some of the old guard in the party."
"Don't be so blunt."
Allison frowned and said, taking out a soft handkerchief from his jacket pocket and gently wiping the corners of his mouth.
"We are just helping the party complete its metabolism and keep it full of vitality."
"Yes, that's it."
Allison looked at the planets outside the window, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes.
White ghost, why do you appear every time?
…
Luofeng Empire, Imperial Palace.
Edwan sat in his office chair, snoring softly intermittently.
Two beautifully made-up maids and eunuchs were sorting out the documents approved by Edwan to see if there were any missed areas.
This bedroom was also designated as an office area by Adwang. There is a long conference table not far away, which is one of the fixed places where Adwang discusses state affairs with ministers on weekdays.
The door of the bedroom was pushed open a crack, and Emilia with twin ponytails poked her head in, gently pushed the door open, and called several maids who were carrying lunch to come in.
Emilia asked in a low voice, "How long has your brother slept?"
"It's been a long time," the eunuch beside him whispered, "You came to wake up His Majesty, eat something and go to bed, we dare not disturb His Majesty."
"Is he usually so strict with you?"
"Your Majesty is kind and tolerant, but we still have to abide by the rules in the palace... We don't want to lose this high-paying job."
Obviously, these two maids were already quite familiar with Emilia, and they were mostly joking while talking.
Emilia tiptoed behind Adwan and opened her hands to scare him. Then she suddenly had an idea and said in a pinched voice:
"Your Majesty! Earl Yang Ming requests an audience!"
"Um?"
Adwant jumped up immediately, his eyes gleaming with sharp light.
"Let him in... No need to make him wait outside in the future. Are you new here and don't know the rules?"
With a sneer, Emilia couldn't help laughing, and several maids also smiled sweetly.
"I'm kidding! Earl Yang Ming is a very busy man, how could he have time to come and see us!"
"You," Edwang shook his head, "don't joke about such a big thing. If he comes back suddenly, it must be something big that happened."
Emilia smiled and said, "Didn't he just come back for a vacation?"
"And then? What happened? An all-out war between the Empire and the New Federation, and the city of Minter almost fell."
Edwang stretched and looked at the table full of delicious food, immediately revealing a satisfied smile.
He casually opened the projection screen beside him, and some industry-related data was sliding on it. Edwang examined it carefully bit by bit.
"Brother! You have white hair!"
Emilia scratched Adwan's head, pointed at a few graying hairs, and complained:
"You're not married yet! Have you not been getting enough nutrition recently? Have you not been eating on time, or have you not been sleeping again?"
"I've been busy lately," Edwang yawned, "You guys go down and have a rest. I'll call you after I finish eating."
The maids bowed, lowered their heads and walked away quickly.
Adwant turned on the protective device near his desk, chewing a piece of delicious and juicy barbecue in his mouth, covering his neck with his palms and moving them gently.
Edwan asked, "How is the task I asked you to do going?"
"Of course there won't be any problems if I personally take action," Emilia said with a smile, "I have already cleared the patents of those two companies and rehired the staff. Those two companies are now just empty shells. We can continue to transfer assets within the New Federation after we inject capital later!"
Adwant smiled.
This matter itself is not important, it just gives Emilia something to do and exercises this guy who has become lazy on weekdays.
He asked with a straight face, "Well, since I asked you to do such a complicated thing, do I need to give you a reward?"
"Brother, if you have time, just spend more time with me!"
Emilia pressed Edwan's shoulder and leaned closer to him. Looking at the table filled with delicious food, she seemed to be suddenly preoccupied and was a little absent-minded.
Edwan asked, "What's wrong? Do you want to travel again?"
Emilia stood up straight and crossed her arms: "It suddenly occurred to me that this conflict between the New Federation and the Empire might have his shadow behind it."
"Yang Ming? Not likely."
Edwin sighed:
“You underestimate the Sherman Empire and overestimate him.
“No matter how strong an individual is, in front of the might of such a powerful country, it is actually not worth mentioning. He is now just a knife, a knife in the hands of the imperial power, the nobility, and the military.
“To be honest, if he cannot seize this opportunity as soon as possible to stabilize himself in the political environment of the Sherman Empire, find his own position, and find a faction to rely on, he will lose the opportunity to enter the center of power in the empire.
"And don't forget that the center of power in the empire is huge in itself. Every prince and old princess, if you want to count, is considered the center of power in the empire."
Emilia murmured to herself: "Royal brother, what you mean is that he needs to change from being a knife to being the one holding the knife?"
"good."
"Will he not be able to think of this?" Emilia asked worriedly, "Do we need to remind him? After all, he was born a warrior, so his thinking may not be too complicated."
"Don't interfere, let him handle it himself."
Edwan smiled and shook his head:
“Emilia, our Luo Feng is too young. His ideals and vision are too far-reaching. If we can’t frustrate him, he won’t come back.
“I, your brother, understand your thoughts, and I will not interfere or stop you.
"But there is only one thing you must remember."
"I, I don't have any thoughts on that." Emilia turned her head to look to the side, with the corners of her mouth puffed up slightly. "Don't talk nonsense. I'm not an adult yet."
Edwang couldn't help but put his hand on his forehead and said, "How thoughtful of you to take down the ten-square-meter ceiling photo in your bedroom!"
"No way! I spent a lot of money to hire an artist to paint it!"
"Now everyone in the palace knows that you have a crush on Yang Ming!"
"Bah! I'm hanging a picture of my spiritual mentor in my own bedroom, is that a problem?"
Emilia shook her head, her twin ponytails swaying gently:
"Who dares to say that I deducted their salary? Just do your own thing, I won't care about you! I was kind enough to bring you food, but you still bullied me. That was my life's beacon! Do you understand me?"
Edwang couldn't help but raise his hand to support his forehead, groaned a few times while sitting in the chair, and then continued to fill his stomach while looking at various reports.
This King Luofeng Ming was conscientious and careful, and he walked on thin ice. For the ideal in his heart, he forgot to eat and sleep, worked day and night, and never regretted it even though his clothes became loose, and he became haggard for her.
And a certain Dark King Luofeng... is having a great time.
…
"My Lord Earl, you can't drink much. Get up and drink. Don't think you can just lie on the table just because you are 98 years old."
"Ma'am, please be respectful. We are in public here and I have a girlfriend."
"Why is the music gone? Keep playing, keep dancing."
On the Yaha star in the Sherman Empire's imperial star circle, in a magnificent banquet hall with a ceiling more than 20 meters high, Yang Ming calmly sat at the main seat of the banquet, looking at the table full of drunken nobles, and couldn't help laughing twice.
Who gave these guys the courage to compete with the ancient god in drinking?
Not to mention the alcoholic beverage brewed from organic matter, even if it was a chemically synthesized neuroleptic sustained-release agent, he wouldn't get drunk after drinking it!
On the dance floor, more than a dozen gorgeously dressed men and women continued to dance to the music. They were the dance troupe invited tonight.
Today's banquet was called a banquet, but in fact, a group of nobles invited Yang Ming, a rising star in the aristocratic circle, to dinner in order to build a good relationship with Yang Ming. Apart from greetings and small talk, it was very boring.
Artero, the instigator of this meal, was now sitting crookedly on the sofa, turning his head and retching from time to time.
He really didn't expect that Yang Ming could really drink.
Not only can they drink, but they can also come up with a set of etiquette to persuade others to drink.
Yang Ming put his hands behind his back, staggered to Colonel Atro, and asked with a smile: "Are you still awake?"
"Of course...hiccup!"
Yang Ming patted the middle-aged man on the shoulder and said gently, "I have already paid the fee. That's all for today. I will arrange accommodation for them after they sober up. I will go back first if there is nothing else."
Atro shouted incoherently: "Why, why are you paying... This is a serious dereliction of duty on my part, no, malfeasance, I have malfeased! According to the rules you set, I will punish myself, I will drink three cups!"
Yang Ming smiled, stood up and was about to leave.
Thump thump!
The orchestra in the corner suddenly changed its music, and the light in the entire hall gradually dimmed.
Yang Ming frowned slightly, instantly driving away the hint of drunkenness, and looked around vigilantly.
The dance floor was brightly lit.
The dancers on the dance floor had actually formed a 'peacock spreading its tail'-like pose, and there seemed to be a figure swaying slightly inside.
Also, the repertoire?
Yang Ming raised his hand and rubbed the tip of his nose, his eyes swept everywhere, his alertness was at its highest level.
The orchestra began to play passionately, and the musical notes were like wild horses running out of control. In the middle of the dance floor, male and female dancers performed a tap dance with a very distinct rhythm, which was really enjoyable to watch.
Yang Ming calmly took out the network access terminal and couldn't help but want to take a video of Catherine.
However, just as he started the environmental recording mode, the group of dancers suddenly left the stage, leaving only a tall figure with his back. A spotlight shone on this figure, and the rest of the dancers became his foil.
What's going on?
Is this the local specialty that Artero mentioned? But she doesn't look like a girl, does she?
This butt can be compared with Ed Wang...
The orchestra's rhythm became slow again, and the man who had his back to Yang Ming began to dance.
This dance posture is really good, combining both strength and flexibility, and it shows profound artistic attainments.
Just when Yang Ming thought that this was just a simple dance show, the man in the middle of the dance floor turned around, holding a red flower in his mouth, knelt on one knee in the direction of Yang Ming, and with the push of several dancers, he relied on the small wheels under him and quickly rushed towards Yang Ming.
"Oh! Great White Ghost! Please receive from the Lasoga family!"
Yang Ming picked up an empty wine bottle and casually shook it to create cracks in the structure. He then controlled the strength of his hand and smashed it directly at the flirtatious man in front of him.
Wow——
The orchestra in the corner finally stopped playing. More than a dozen musicians stared at this side, and the group of dancers were all horrified.
Yang Ming looked at the young noble in front of him with his butt raised high and his cheeks rubbing the ground. The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he turned his head and walked towards the door of the banquet hall.
Damn!
There is dirt.
In Lu's mind, she was holding her stomach and laughing. However, as she was laughing, she suddenly remembered something and quickly checked her memo.
Uh, it seems, it seems, probably, she forgot to tell her boss about the deeds of this young nobleman!
We were all comrades-in-arms before.
