Arknights, are you a good person?

"I want to outsource it to Penguin Logistics." Qi Yuan said tentatively, "Is there any hope?"

"This……"

The Minister of Rites couldn't help but glance at the old tutor beside him. The tall old man nodded slightly, and his tiny movement contained infinite affirmation.

As expected of a master and a disciple.

The Minister of Rites smacked his lips slightly.

Fortunately, not too much time of Master Taifu and Master Xiao Qi was wasted. The Minister of Rites waved his hand lightly, and the laborers outside immediately brought in more props that were in line with etiquette and gathered together everything needed for an entire delegation.

Those who join the mission will wear uniform clothing, be temporarily treated as members of the system, and obtain a temporary rank.

The rank of the mission members depends on the head of the mission.

"The envoy to Victoria was a fourth-rank official from the Ministry of Rites, so a rule was set at the time that the temporary rank given to the members of the delegation was three ranks lower than that of the head of the delegation."

The Minister of Rites explained in a gentle voice: "Master Xiao Qi, as a member of your delegation, you can wear this formal fourth-rank official robe..."

Qi Yuan stared at the official robe for two seconds. It was bright red with a hood and dark gold trim.

"It looks familiar."

"Lin Qingyan is the Shaoqing of the Dali Temple, also of the fourth rank. It's normal that you feel familiar with him." The Taifu stroked his beard lightly and explained calmly.

Qi Yuan nodded in understanding, rubbed his wrists lightly, and put all the props into the bronze bracelet.

"See you in a few days then."

He bowed, took a step, and immediately left the Ministry of Rites quickly. The Taifu shook his head helplessly. As expected, he put down his teacup and walked out quickly. Soon, the only one left at the scene was the highest official of the Ministry of Rites, the Minister of Rites.

"Ugh."

The Shangshu sighed and shook his head slightly.

I don’t know what the Grand Tutor will say to his students. It must be something very important, or even an imperial secret that belongs only to these two new and old heads of officials.

He sighed sincerely: "Master Xiao Qi is really extraordinary."

The palace wall outside the Ministry of Rites.

Before Qi Yuan had taken a few steps, his eyes blurred and the tall old man appeared in front of him again, blocking all of Qi Yuan's way.

"Master Taifu, is there anything else?"

Qi Yuan had to stop and looked up and asked in confusion.

"Remember to pay them back after you use them. Don't embezzle them all without anyone asking you for them." The tutor said seriously.

Not a joke.

"Who do you take me for?"

Qi Yuan said righteously with a red face: "Master Taifu, we can't let the good officials of Dayan feel disappointed."

"So will you return it?" The Taifu stroked his beard, unmoved.

"I'll pay it back."

Qi Yuan's voice was sonorous and resounding.

It doesn't sound reliable.

The Grand Tutor shook his head, and walked to the launch site with Qi Yuan, and brought up another unimportant matter: "The Grand Tutor is heading to Longmen recently, so you can do whatever you want. You don't need to ask me and His Majesty for such a trivial matter."

Although he didn't understand what was going on, Qi Yuan still nodded.

"Let's go then."

Dark clouds gathered in the sky of Baizao. The Taifu raised his head slightly, then looked down. Green lines emerged behind Qi Yuan and wrapped him tightly in an instant.

"emission!"

In an instant, strong winds blew across the hundred stoves, dark clouds shook, and a bolt from the blue sounded. Seeing this, the Taifu shook his head helplessly.

"You totally ignored my words..."

Really helpless.

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In an instant, Qi Yuan walked back and forth between Longmen and Baizao, left the crash site with a guilty conscience, and soon arrived at the gate of Penguin Logistics again.

Before he pushed the door open, Qi Yuan heard a familiar voice.

"I'm familiar with Colombia!"

During the short time that Qi Yuan was in Baizao, the emperor suddenly appeared and began to tell his employees about his connections in Columbia: "There is a capitalist there, or a legendary investment expert, who is a fairly reliable friend. If you are worried about being involved in big problems, you can find that guy. His name is Yajue..."

"I didn't expect you two could be friends." The Wolf Lord's voice was like a howl in the wilderness.

"Do you think everyone is like you wolves?"

The emperor said unhappily, "Choose a nickname and call yourself the Supreme Lord of the Wilderness. Do you think anyone will chat with you?"

"...No." Wolf Lord Anesse sighed.

"I learned from the urban experience and sought the opinions of the wolves, and then it became like this." Agnese sighed quietly, "Next time I ask the wolves for their opinions, I will be Pello..."

Qi Yuan pushed the door open and walked in.

The sound of wind chimes interrupted their conversation. Qi Yuan glanced around and was overwhelmed by the hustle and bustle.

Everyone is here.

Wolf Lord Agnese and the Emperor were sitting together, discussing some matters. In front of them stood the employees of Penguin Logistics. Magellan quietly squatted in front of Agnese's tail, observing the hair of this mysterious creature.

"Thing is settled."

Qi Yuan took out his staff and tapped the ground gently: "If you want to go to Columbia, come to me to get your clothes."

"what?"

Everyone looked at each other in shock.

After a while, a highest-level delegation from the Yan Country appeared in Penguin Logistics.

Texas wore a crimson hood and had his lips slightly turned down. His serious look made him look more like an official from the Dali Temple than Li Lin Qingyan.

Exia was struggling with the hood. She grabbed the hood with both hands, looking upwards, staring closely at the halo above her head.

"You don't have to wear it if you don't want to." Qi Yuan reminded.

The Archangel ignored the words. She wore a crimson hood and tried not to smile. She hung the gun around her waist, and when she walked, the reflective metal surface was inadvertently exposed.

"I'm so handsome." Exiah was proud.

"Aren't you going?"

Qi Yuan looked at Croissant and Angelina.

"I want to deliver a package." Angelina, a female high school student, has become a proud office worker.

453: The Grand Commandant is in pain

A stable job, super high salary, and incredibly high security.

This was something Angelina had never dared to imagine before, so since she came to Longmen, she would think about it every morning before getting up and opening her eyes, for fear that everything that happened before was just a dream.

If Qi Yuan hadn't urged her to study physics every day, the mixed emotions of happiness and inferiority alone would have kept Angelina awake.

"I can't fight."

She held the staff awkwardly. "The only thing I can do is deliver packages. My only special skill is flying fast. I can't pretend to be as majestic as the official delegation, so delivering packages is more suitable for me."

She greedily enjoyed these peaceful days.

"I'm going to grab some bread."

In contrast, Croissant was not so thoughtful. He came over and said mysteriously, "It's not easy to meet such an idol. We can't let her go easily... The idol market in Longmen is so fiercely competitive. I'm afraid that after I return to Longmen in a few days, Miss Kongxian will quit the idol market."

“Not only did I eat it myself, I also took Xiao Ke with me.”

Qi Yuan nodded and looked at the emperor.

The emperor shook his wings and breathed a sigh of relief: "You still have some conscience. Leave some employees for me so that Penguin Logistics will not be too deserted."

"I'm leaving?"

"Your salary will be paid as usual, and I'll keep all the Longmen coins for you." The emperor waved his hand, "Let's go, I need to discuss with Agnese about picking a good online name."

"I think the Supreme Lord of the Wilderness is pretty good. What's your online name, Great Emperor?"

Upon hearing this, the emperor put on his sunglasses, raised his wine glass high, and said proudly: "My name is the emperor, and I will never change my name."

Wow, use your real name to surf the Internet.

"The boss is tall and strong." Qi Yuan gave a thumbs up.

Qi Yuan came out with two employees and took out various ornaments from his bracelets. The etiquette and ritual vessels of Da Yan were extremely numerous. In the past, these things were equipped for an entire horse team, but now they were all installed on a car...

majesty.

Boundless majesty flows through the streets, just like the emperor on tour.

Two fourth-rank officials held Magellan in the back seat, while Qi Yuan, a first-rank official, drove the car himself. Magellan lowered his head in silence and subconsciously put his hands together.

Just like a criminal suspect with his hands handcuffed.

"..."

Magellan glanced at the people on both sides with his peripheral vision. Even in the dim car, Archangel Exiah and Texas did not take off their hoods. Texas had a stern face, and Archangel Exiah tried his best to purse his thin lips.

Magellan became even more nervous.

"Fasten your seat belts, Mai... Mai!" The Archangel said in a choked voice, sternly and impartially, while revealing the shiny gun at his waist.

"Woo..." Magellan suddenly felt like crying.

How did it become like this?

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Just as Longmen was struck by two bolts of lightning, the traffic department of the Guard Bureau witnessed a strange sight: a jeep covered with all kinds of official majestic decorations of Yan Country was burning and flashed by on the streets of Longmen, as if it had seen a ghost.

Of course, Longmen is not short of urban legends, but this little thing is not even worth mentioning and will be forgotten in the blink of an eye.

There are only a few long-standing urban legends about Longmen.

"Oh yeah, did you see that guy?"

The guards were all very generous. As soon as the jeep left, the young policemen immediately started chatting as if no one was around: "It was that old man, walking around the streets of Longmen shirtless, a little scary."

"Did you see it too?"

"I thought I saw the ghost of someone who died in the war. The old guy was shirtless, with thorns on his back, and he was coughing as he walked. I was almost scared to death when I went to work in the morning."

A traffic police officer let out a sigh of relief: "I didn't dare to talk to him at all. I just pretended not to see him and walked around him."

"..."

"It's just terrible."

The police officers didn't know that the old man they were gossiping about was actually the Grand Marshal who was in charge of the Great Yan Army. In theory, even the Longmen Guard Bureau was under the jurisdiction of the Grand Marshal.

Who made the general not wear official uniform?

A sick old man was walking on the street, his upper body naked, with a thorny bramble tied on his back, and he walked very slowly.

"Cough cough cough..."

As he walked, he coughed violently for a while.

His strong muscles moved slightly along with the scars all over his body. Each wound was a merit that made the general proud. His wounds were all in the front, and the span between the first and the last wound was as long as nearly a hundred years.

The freshest wound is on the fingertips of the right hand and has just healed.

He was not wearing an official uniform, and did not utter a word. He just walked quietly with a whip on his back. However, there was a murderous aura in his every move, and no one on the entire street dared to approach him.

Like a demon.

Someone was brave enough to try to eat melons: "Old man, where did all these injuries come from?"

"It's just a little bit of wind and frost."

In front of 99.99% of the people in the entire Yan Kingdom, the Taiwei is a very impressive person.