Arknights, are you a good person?

Qi Yuan nodded.

"Mr. President is looking for his father." The Vice President said slowly, dropping a bombshell, "You may be confused, but do you know a special title... the Preserver?"

"?"

How did this topic get to my father?

There is melon!

The Penguin Logistics team, who had been daydreaming, immediately perked up upon hearing these words. They all gathered together and stared at the screen intently.

The Archangel wiped away the tears that came out of yawning, his eyes shining.

"Your bloodline, your race... are the treasures of Terra, the work of nature. The president sees the shadows of your fathers in you, Qi Yuan, can you understand that?"

"Please come to Columbia and bring glory to your race."

The Vice President extended his hand, and the owl on his shoulder quickly spread its wings: "I want you!"

The movie ends.

The progress bar reached the bottom, the screen suddenly went black, and the staff lounge was silent.

"Qi Yuan, what race are you?"

Croissant turned his head and asked in confusion, "I've always felt it was a bit strange. Qi Yuan doesn't have any racial characteristics, but he seems to have some of the talents and skills of every race. His identity is a mystery."

"I am human."

"I know you are a human, I am asking what race you are."

From then on, no matter how curious Croissant was, Qi Yuan would not reveal any more information. He kept his mouth shut and answered that he was a human no matter what he was asked.

"If you don't want to answer, forget it."

The Archangel shook his head indifferently: "Anyway, I always thought Qi Yuan was a Sakota who could shut down the halo and light wings. He is a pure Sakota lurking in Longmen."

"I think Qi Yuan is more like Rupert of Syracuse." Texas retorted calmly.

"Anyway, the Colombian president's father is related to you. As long as you find out the race of the Colombian president, you can know Qi Yuan's race."

Everyone's eyes fell on the only Colombian present.

Magellan shook his head like a rattle.

"Qi Yuan and the President are definitely not of the same race. Although Qi Yuan is also amazing, he at least has flesh and blood."

Now I don't understand even more.

Having said that, since I met Qi Yuan, it seems that I have never seen him meet any of his own people. He passed through Longmen like a meteor, without leaving a cloud.

"Will you go to Colombia?" Magellan asked cautiously.

"Go, of course."

"Are you really going?" Texas expressed his concerns. "I always feel that you are walking into a tiger's mouth by going to Colombia. The president of Colombia obviously has bad intentions."

"I am prepared."

"?"

Qi Yuan slowly stood up and walked out, saying as he walked: "I'm going to the Ministry of Rites, I'll be back soon."

His tone was as calm as if he was going out to buy groceries.

451: Qi Yuan has great authority

Texas sensed something was wrong and quickly ran out the door, reaching out toward the street.

"Qi Yuan..."

The imagined scene of turning around and disappearing did not happen at all. Qi Yuan was running towards a tall building in the distance. Hearing his colleagues calling him, he scratched his head in embarrassment.

"I'll be back soon, just a few hours at most." Qi Yuan turned his head and explained.

Ugh.

The time when he envied Taifu the most was when Taifu was so skilled that he could disappear at any time and anywhere, but Qi Yuan could only climb up a tall building and carefully look for the launch angle to go back and forth between Longmen and Baizao.

Qi Yuan climbed up the financial center building again, looking at the traces left by the moving city on the ground, extending all the way to the end of the horizon, and Qi Yuan gently stretched out his hand.

After communicating with heaven and earth, swirling dark clouds gathered overhead.

"rise."

A huge thunder roared again in the sky above Longmen, and the pale lightning illuminated the entire sky.

At the Wei Mansion, Wei Yanwu's pen moved smoothly on the rice paper, writing down thick and blunt official script characters one after another. Suddenly, his hand shook violently, and the entire piece of rice paper and the table on which he was practicing calligraphy broke together, and they fell to the side, as if they had been cut by a huge sword.

"..."

Wei Yanwu walked away slowly, pushed the window, raised his head, and looked silently at the sky covered with thunderclouds.

Somewhat... helpless.

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Hundred stoves.

There was a loud bang in the sky, and Qi Yuan appeared on the stage with his hands behind his back.

He changed into a black and red official robe and stood straight. The clothes made him look serious.

"Be nice."

Qi Yuan muttered to himself, quickly left the huge pit behind him, and walked into the streets of Baizao.

From a first-rank official, a favorite of the True Dragon, a disciple of the Grand Tutor... these titles were enough to allow Qi Yuan to come to Baizao with ease, especially since he was only nineteen years old.

But soon, Qi Yuan encountered a real obstacle.

"Where is the Ministry of Rites?"

He suddenly stopped on the street, talking to himself in confusion.

The Ministry of Rites was in charge of etiquette, schools, and imperial examinations. It had four departments under it, which were responsible for rites and music, schools, the Sui-Yi beast, ethnic groups, and diplomacy. It basically covered both diplomacy and education.

Due to the existence of the Sui Beast fragments, the Ministry of Rites is an absolutely violent agency. It is definitely not an empty title, and it is not noble at all.

There is no doubt that such powerful departments are firmly controlled by the Grand Tutor.

"Where is the Minister of Rites?"

After taking a quick look at the map, Qi Yuan immediately found the place and had no problems along the way: "Which minister is in charge of Yan's foreign affairs? I have something to tell you."

The Ministry of Rites is indeed the powerful department in charge of the Sui Beast.

The office was actually right at the feet of the real dragon. Looking up, one could see the huge shadow. Qi Yuan held a cup of tea brought by a seventh-rank official and smiled at him gently:

"Don't be nervous. We're not here to arrest you."

Morality +1

"Ok?"

Qi Yuan blinked and called back the official who was leaving quickly: "Don't leave yet. What's your name? How many people are there in your family? Come closer and let me see..."

Qi Yuan stared at him for three seconds, and a red label appeared above the young official's head.

[I didn’t dare spend a penny]

"Go to the Ministry of Justice and turn yourself in after get off work to save some dignity." Qi Yuan waved his sleeves, shook his head helplessly, and convicted the guy while speaking.

In an instant, the opponent's legs began to tremble like a sieve.

"You...are you a close confidant of the one who holds the power of justice?" the minor official said with a deathly pale face.

Catching a corrupt Beijing official in an instant can only be regarded as a small episode in Qi Yuan's life.

Soon, the person Qi Yuan was looking for came out. When he saw Qi Yuan's official robe, he was about to bow to him, but then he saw Qi Yuan's young and immature face and subconsciously froze in place.

"Forgive me."

Qi Yuan shook his hand lightly and went straight to the point: "I want a top-level official visiting delegation from Yan Country. Is there a precedent?"

"Except for a delegation sent a long time ago to study whether the Drake people in Victoria and the dragon species in Dayan are the same race, Dayan has never had a tradition of actively engaging in diplomacy." The Minister of Rites replied immediately.

"Really?" Qi Yuan asked, patting the minister's shoulder.

The Minister of Rites was already over fifty years old, with stubble on his face. When Qi Yuan patted his shoulder, it was as if a thousand-pound burden had suddenly been lifted on his shoulders, like a mountain slowly pressing down on his spine.

"..."

"That's fine." The Minister of Rites nodded like a chick pecking at rice.

"I will report to my superiors and go through the procedures. Sir, please wait here for a while."

The Minister of Rites rushed out and disappeared from Qi Yuan's sight in an instant.

after awhile.

The Minister of Rites came back with the Minister of Rites.

"Sir, my superior, the Minister of Rites, cannot make the decision on this matter. He has to go to his superior. Please wait..."

The Minister of Rites quickly covered his mouth and suppressed the Minister's words.

"My boss is the Prince's tutor in front of me."

The Minister of Rites said with a smile on his face.

He looked at Qi Yuan and cupped his hands: "Sir, do you intend to follow the etiquette and continue to report to the Grand Tutor, or just finalize the matter?"

"Can I decide this kind of thing directly on my own?"

Qi Yuan was a little confused as to how this process worked.

He opened his mouth slightly, and in an instant, there was a slight flash of light outside the door of the Ministry of Rites, and a serious old face suddenly appeared in front of Qi Yuan.

Qi Yuan immediately changed his words, speaking in a sonorous, powerful and resounding voice.

“Don’t say anything that is not conducive to unity.”

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"What do you want to do?"

The Grand Tutor signaled the Minister of Rites to leave for the time being, leaving the space for the two of them, and asked in confusion: "Diplomatic mission? Tell me what you think, what new ideas do you have?"

"Mostly for my safety."

Qi Yuan said calmly, sharing everything about the invitation from the President of Colombia.

"president?"

The Master shook his head helplessly: "You have only been to Colombia once, but you seem to have made a significant contribution to Colombia. Why do people there invite you like this?"

Qi Yuan nodded.

"Qi Yuan, you did a great job."

The Grand Tutor looked down at this cheap disciple with a complicated look in his eyes: "No matter what you want to do, you are the Grand Tutor of the Crown Prince appointed by the Great Yan True Dragon, a first-rank official. If you accept the invitation, you should indeed be accompanied by a delegation of the highest standards."

"Don't worry about anything. Your Majesty and I are standing behind you."

The Grand Tutor put his hands behind his back, his eyes flickering with a gleam of unrivaled sharpness.

"After you go out, the entire Da Yan is standing behind you."

"Qi Yuan, just go ahead and do it."

452: Worthy of being a master and a disciple

"Master Xiao Qi, this is a Great Yan ritual vessel, the envoy's staff - are you planning to form your own delegation, or are you going to directly recruit able-bodied men from the imperial court?"

The Minister of Rites bowed slightly and solemnly handed the staff to Qi Yuan.

It was a mighty scepter about two meters long, with long crimson tassels hanging from the top. Ever since it was discovered that Victoria's Drake was not of the same clan as the Great Yan royal family, this thing had never been taken out again, and was covered with a thick layer of dust. The Minister of Rites urgently took it out of the warehouse and spent a long time cleaning it back to its original appearance.

"Can we still set up our own mission?"

Qi Yuan took the scepter and asked curiously.

The Minister of Rites nodded and said, "When Great Yan rarely sends envoys to foreign countries, there is almost no etiquette in this regard, so the Jiedushi is given a lot of freedom. Sir Xiao Qi, what do you plan to do?"