Although they had never met before, Slanden was his real father-in-law, so after discussing business, Wu Lai enthusiastically invited Slanden and De Leng to have lunch together as a courtesy.

De Leng was naturally very happy. Boarding the ship today not only solved the problem of the Aurelius Basin, but also brought him closer to Wu Lai. It was a great gain for him. Even though he was the mayor of Assyria, he could not come on board the Wu Lai whenever he wanted. Only people like Gulu who were particularly close to Wu Lai could board the ship. If he did not come on official business, the port guards might not inform him. These guys did not know how to give people face.

Although Slanden was unhappy, he did not dare to offend Wu Lai, because he had figured out that his cheap son-in-law was not someone who was easy to talk to.

If I had known he was such a person, why would I have waited for him in the Aurelius Basin? If I had come to him earlier, or to Shelley earlier, the basin might have been saved. Slanden couldn't help thinking this in his heart as he sat down.

After three rounds of drinks, there was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps in the aisle outside the cabin door. Wu Lai had just frowned and put down his cup when the cabin door was pushed open and a huge figure lowered his head and rushed in.

Naturally, the only one who dared to be so reckless on the Woolley was Caesar.

"Master, it's bad, the woman ran away!" Caesar didn't know if it was because he was anxious or because he ran too fast, but his forehead was covered with sweat and his face looked like his mother had died.

"Female? Are you talking about Night Blade Dance?" Wu Lai asked.

"Yes, yes, it's her." Caesar nodded his head like a chicken pecking at rice.

De Leng was startled and couldn't help but cast his eyes on Wu Lai, but he saw him smile slightly and waved at Caesar: "Got it, you go down and rest."

"Okay." Caesar responded in a muffled voice, and did not forget to bow to Wu Lai. After stretching his waist, he turned around and left, ignoring De Leng and Slanden the whole time.

How come even his guards are so arrogant? Slanden couldn't help but wonder.

"High Priest..." De Leng also put down the cup, "Should we arrange for the pursuit immediately..."

"No need." Wu Lai shook his head.

Of course not, because Wu Lai has been hoping that Ye Jianwu would escape on her own for several days. Although he could also let Ye Jianwu go on his own, the effect... Of course it would not be as good as if Ye Jianwu escaped on her own.

…

Helen once again brought the civil and military officials to the Artillery Bureau's rehearsal site.

When her carriage appeared at the intersection, Laurence, who had been waiting there, knelt down and saluted, shouting "Long live the emperor!"

This was obviously an unusual move, because before today, "Long live" was only used to praise territories and empires.

Helen felt very strange, because she thought Laurencea's praise was a little strange, but she felt very happy about it.

Yes, long live! Throughout history, the longest-lived people are said to be no more than 120 years old. If you can... When Helen thought about this, she was suddenly shocked.

Why am I imagining so much? She frowned.

Oh, no, I am only human, and even if I could live as long as the longest-lived, I would only be a hundred and twenty years old, and for most of my life, my face would be covered with wrinkles, my teeth would be loose and fall out, my hair would turn white, fall out, and even become bald, and...

Helen suddenly took a breath of cold air. She really didn't dare to think any further.

"Laurence!" she called from the car.

"I'm here!" Lawrence quickly got up from the ground and ran to the car window. He suddenly felt a little uneasy because there seemed to be a hint of anger in Helen's voice.

In the split second before she blurted out, Helen gave up the idea of ​​scolding Laurencea: "Lead the way!"

"As you wish." Laurence bowed her head quickly and accepted the order.

After Helen and her group entered the rehearsal venue and sat down, Laurence didn't dare to play the empty ceremony he had prepared long ago. When Helen nodded to signal the start, he hurried to the front of the playground, took out two small flags from his sleeves and waved them. Then, Helen heard neat commands and footsteps coming from the end of the playground.

I saw sixteen soldiers lined up in four teams, with two people in each group. Each group carried a "wooden beam" about fifteen cubits long and nearly as thick as a bowl, and they ran and shouted slogans.

Is this the lifting gun that Laurence mentioned? Helen frowned slightly. The day before yesterday morning, the Artillery Bureau submitted a memorial saying that they had created a powerful firearm that could be used for both offense and defense. It was easy to manufacture and maintain, and it was temporarily named "lifting gun".

After leading the soldiers to perform another round of salutes, Li Laurence ran quickly to ten steps in front of Helen's seat, bent his waist, and said in a loud voice: "Your Majesty, the guns made by the artillery department led by Laurence have arrived. May I ask Your Majesty, would you like to take a look at them first? Or should the soldiers demonstrate them first?"

"Demonstration," said Helen.

"As you wish." Laurence bowed, but did not leave. She just turned around and waved the small red flag in her hand a few times.

Footsteps were heard again at the edge of the playground. This time, sixteen soldiers came running over, in groups of four. Each of them carried a thick wooden board. The shapes of the boards were different. Some were long, some were wide, and some were narrow. One of the boards had something like a water bag hanging on it.

After the sixteen soldiers entered the playground, they first inserted four wooden boards into the ground circled with white lime, and then ran to the edge of the playground and knelt down in unison to salute Helen.

"Let's start." Helen nodded slightly.

"As you command!" Laurence turned and waved the flag. Immediately, two soldiers carrying a rifle walked out of the queue at a rapid pace. After standing a hundred and fifty steps away from the first wooden board, the one in front crouched and took a bow step, placing the front two-thirds of the rifle on the wooden support on his right shoulder. The one behind also crouched and took a bow step, aiming the muzzle of the gun at the wooden board.

"Shoot!" Laurence shouted and waved the small green flag in her right hand.

"Bang!" With a loud bang, white smoke several elbows long came out of the muzzle of the gun. Almost at the same time, the first piece of wood suddenly fell back violently, and wood chips and fragments flew everywhere.

Good. Helen narrowed her eyes, and her heartbeat suddenly quickened...

After a while, the four shots were demonstrated and the effect was surprisingly good. The four wooden targets were either knocked away and broken, or had many holes pierced through them.

Helen led the civil and military officials into the playground and looked at the "miserable condition" of each wooden board. Then she smiled and said to Laurence, "Laurence, you have made a great contribution to the empire again."

"Your Majesty, thank you for the praise. When I was doing these things, I was not thinking about making meritorious deeds. Instead, I thought that as a subject favored by heaven, I should share more of Your Majesty's worries and contribute more to the empire." Laurence said hurriedly.

"Your loyalty is commendable." Helen nodded. "Now, take this gun and introduce it to me."

"As you wish." Laurence bowed again and explained in detail the parameters of the lifting gun as well as the ideas and process of manufacturing the lifting gun. Helen nodded repeatedly.

"Your Majesty, if our army can be equipped with such a powerful weapon, we will be invincible whether it is forming a defensive formation or charging." Lawrence said with certainty.

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"Then what are you waiting for? Laurence, just tell me what you want and I will give it to you. What I want is for our army to have as much equipment as possible and to master this weapon." Helen said.

"I will do my best." Laurence was overjoyed...

…

"These bastards in the Government Office!" After listening to Mikoyan's report, Wu Lai couldn't help but punch the table.

"Your Excellency High Priest, please calm down. I think these people have not understood your intentions. In my opinion, both of them are wrong." Mikoyan said quickly, but he felt a little uneasy in his heart. He knew that Wu Lai was not living a leisurely life on the Wu Lai as others thought, but was always very busy. His trip not only disturbed Wu Lai, but also ruined his mood.

But he did not dare not tell Wu Lai about this matter, because it was a serious matter - the five major collective farms in Assyria City were causing trouble.

The reason for the riot was simple: the government wanted to confiscate all the land that the collective farms had reclaimed independently, on the grounds that it was a designated public land area that did not belong to any private individual and that only the government had the right to reclaim it.

The collective farms were naturally unwilling to let the government confiscate their land, because firstly, the government had not made any public announcements about the areas of public land, and secondly, no government officials stopped them during the entire process of reclamation and cultivation. Thirdly, they had put in a lot of effort and hard work to reclaim the land, and they had been hoping to get money from the harvest to buy some farm tools and daily necessities for the farm. If it was taken away like this, it would be too difficult to accept...

After a while, the matter was brought to the parliament, but the parliament has always been in control of the general direction, so it kicked the matter back to the government office. The government office has a small number of people and a lot of things to do, so it is not willing to waste time talking to the collective farms. The day before yesterday, it simply issued an ultimatum to the five major collective farms, requiring them to hurry up to harvest and return the land.

The five major collective farms were in an uproar. After discussing privately, they selected a hundred or so representatives to go to the government office to petition and protest.

"Where is Mayor De Leng?" Wu Lai frowned.

"Mayor Delen took people to the Aurelius Basin a few days ago. He should not know about this." Mikoyan replied.

Wu Lai was stunned for a moment, then he remembered that it was his instruction for De Leng to go to Aurelius. After thinking for a while, he nodded and said, "Let's go to the Government Office."

"High Priest, I'm afraid it's not a good idea for you to go in person?" Mikoyan was stunned.

"What's wrong with that?" Wu Lai asked with a frown.

"Firstly, there may still be enemy remnants in the Assyrian city that have not been completely wiped out. Secondly, if you come out in person, it will be too much of a compliment to the collective farm. I'm afraid someone will gossip about you then," Mikoyan said.

"What can I say? Even if I did, would I be afraid? Remnants? If he can kill me, it's his ability." Wu Lai waved at Mikoyan, "Why are you still sitting there? This matter is extremely urgent. If it is not handled properly, the collective farms in various cities will be in chaos. These guys in the government have no experience in handling these problems. If I don't go, who will?"

Huh? Do you have it? Mikoyan was stunned, but he stood up involuntarily.

…

When Wu Lei and Mikoyan's carriage arrived at the government office, the entrance and courtyard were crowded with people, half of whom were representatives of collective farms, and half were government officials and soldiers who rushed to protect the government office from attack. Outside the gate, there were several layers of citizens who were watching and listening to the fun.

Seeing this, Wu Lai asked the driver to drive the car to the side, stopped in a place with few people, got out of the car with Mikoyan, "sneaked" into the crowd, and squeezed into the gate with his head down.

More than thirty soldiers holding swords and shields stood in front of the big steps in the yard. With them around, the representatives of the collective farms did not dare to act rashly, but they were not intimidated either. They pointed and shouted at the government officials behind the soldiers, but because there were too many people shouting, it was so noisy that no one could make out what was going on.

Just as Wu Lai frowned, a young government official came running up the steps, raised his loud speaker, and shouted, "Please keep quiet, our Deputy Mayor Muti has something to say to you all."

After saying it three times, the yard finally quieted down, and then a man in his forties appeared on the steps.

"He is Muti, he is..." Mikoyan was about to introduce Deputy Mayor Muti's background to Wu Lai when he was stopped by Wu Lai.

"Let's hear it first," said Wu Lai.