I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon

The flight landed slowly on the runway of Imperial International Airport.

Li Anan looked out from the side window.

On the tarmac of the airport, there were planes after planes with royal emblems on them.

The chrysanthemum of hibiscus, the rhododendron of Silla.

The lotus of Siam, the stupa of Ceylon.

There is also the Five Elements Flag of the Lanfang Republic.

However, the most striking thing is the Hailong Banner of the Western Song Dynasty royal family.

Moreover, under the royal emblem of the Hailong Banner, there was a line of text: Daxia Song Kingdom’s special plane.

Li Anan watched, his eyelids jumped.

"Unexpectedly, even King Song has returned to Beijing!" She sighed with emotion, "This time the fraternity party in the capital city is really big!"

The king of the overseas kingdoms of the Federal Empire is the head of state in the constitution.

Their status was designated as the vassals of the Spring and Autumn Period.

Its relationship with the empire is like the emperor Zhou's to Jin Gong and Qi Bo.

Therefore, they will not return to Beijing easily.

Now that King Song actually returned to Beijing, he really gave enough cards for this sorority!

Chu Weiwei was next to him and whispered: "Captain, I heard that not only Song Wang will come back this time, but the other two kings will also come back!"

"Is that to save face?" Li Anan was shocked.

How many years has the Federal Empire gathered together without a nationwide monarch?

Last time, when the three overseas kings returned to Beijing, maybe it was when the first emperor died and the kings went to the funeral?

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In front of the palace.

Royal guards of honor are neatly lined up on both sides of the road.

The reporters carried countless long guns and short cannons, aimed at the vehicle that was flying the King of the Western Song Dynasty flag.

Song Wang Zheng Anmin, dressed in the traditional costume of Wang Gong, got out of the car.

Countless flashes are connected in one piece.

The reporters even held up their microphones and rushed forward.

"Great King! Great King! When you return to Beijing this time, will you urge the emperor to crown as soon as possible?"

"My lord! My lord! I heard that before you came to Beijing, your special plane landed briefly at the Kyoto Airport in the Kingdom of Fuso. The representatives of the Royal Family of Fuso and the chief minister of the cabinet paid you personally..."

"I wonder if your position on the Fusang Kingdom has changed?"

"Majesty...Will you meet with the Central Minister when you return to Beijing this time to discuss the industrial support of the Western Song Kingdom?"

"The King..."

Seeing these reporters swarming in, Zheng Anmin just smiled and nodded in greeting.

As the only monarch of the Federation Empire so far, still dominating the power alone.

The royal family of the Western Song Dynasty has always been good at managing their image in front of the media.

Especially the king is the most good at portraying himself as the image of a'wise king' and a'righteous king'.

In the empire and overseas, if there is a natural disaster, the one who donates the most money and materials will always be King Song!

Therefore, he smiled and said very politely: "Your Excellency reporters..."

"This king is going to hajj the emperor..."

"This is my job..."

"So, please give me a hand... As for your questions, after the king meets the emperor, he will definitely hold a press conference to answer you one by one!"

With that, he walked towards the gate of the palace surrounded by guards and protected.

At the gate of the palace, the young emperor, wearing the emperor's crown, was already surrounded by ministers, waiting there.

Zhang Hui naturally stood behind the little emperor.

He looked at the coming King Song, the corners of his mouth slightly tilted, and his body slightly bent.

Wang Song naturally ran back after hearing the wind.

otherwise……

How could this king who loves hunting be willing to leave the vast wilderness of the Western Song Kingdom?

just……

Zhang Hui looked at the reporters at the gate of the palace.

He frowned slightly.

"This Song Wang is too high-profile!" He shook his head.

That person doesn't like people who are too high-profile, and even more annoying, people who like to show off everywhere.

Thinking of this, Zhang Hui remembered an important thing.

He asked the secretary standing behind him: "Secretary, in a moment, you bring the list of arrangements from the Meritorious Children Committee, and I will review it again!"

The mind of that arrogant ancient **** is hard to guess.

Therefore, it must be measured repeatedly, not for merit, but for nothing!

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Ling Ping An watched the report of Song Wang's return to Beijing on TV.

He smashed his mouth: "The Royal Family of the Western Song Dynasty..."

"After Yanping!"

The Western Song Kingdom is the kingdom with the smallest population among the overseas kingdoms of the Federation Empire.

The total population is only 80 million.

Mainly rely on animal husbandry, mining, and tourism. Life is very leisurely.

Most of the time, the Western Song Kingdom will not appear in the news.

The knot hangs lonely in the ocean, surrounded by the sea on all sides, and the land is vast and sparsely populated.

But because of this, it has become a place that many scholars and youths yearn for.

Picking the chrysanthemum under the eastern fence, you can see Nanshan leisurely.

Ling Ping'an had also thought about traveling in the Western Song Dynasty, but after a careful thought, it was too far and too troublesome, so he decisively gave up this thought.

Watching the news, Ling Ping'an lowered his head. He looked at the dim store on the takeaway software on the phone.

"It's been three days since Qianye's family went to the imperial capital..." he said.

In the past three days, he changed seven takeaway shops.

The conclusion is: all are ugly!

I can barely pinch my nose and swallow quickly.

Leaning back in the chair, Lingping became annoyed: "There are still two days left..."

Two days later, he can go to the imperial capital.

Even if I went to the imperial capital, I didn't know if I could contact the Chiba family.

Even if they get in touch, they may not be free to cook for him.

This is a headache!

Being upset, his cell phone rang.

Lingping picked it up and took a look. It was a message sent by his aunt about a location: Daxia Federation Empire Imperial Capital International Airport.

"Um..." He scratched his head: "Auntie is back to Beijing!"

So he typed and asked: "Auntie, are you in the imperial capital?"

"Hmm!" The opposite was almost the speed of light replied: "I just got off the plane..."

"Little Ping An..." the aunt sent a voice mysteriously.

After Ling Ping'an pressed play, her aunt's laughter like a silver bell came from her phone: "Little Ping'an, do you want to see the big-legged lady..."

"I have a lot here!"

Ling Pingan was about to refuse, and his mobile phone screen was swiped by more than a dozen photos.

In every photo, there are a dozen or even dozens of young girls in short skirts of various colors.

It looks very delicate indeed.

Moreover, the legs are indeed very long!

But the problem is...

Looking at these photos, Lingping always felt that these little girls were carved out of a mold.

No agility, no vitality.

Like a puppet, like a dummy.

This kind of feeling, he has only felt on the traffic stars on TV.

But the aunt was obviously very excited, and she opened the text again: Xiao Ping An, do you know? The top ten domestic entertainment companies in Shilla have all sent their undebuted women's groups out to volunteer in the Imperial Capital!

She continued to send photos.

The viewing angle of these photos is very wide.

The banners of entertainment companies were shot in.

Shilla Entertainment, Gentleman Entertainment, Shande Entertainment...

Lingping looked at it, but simply returned one? .

Immediately, he turned off the phone and ignored it.

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In the airport, Li An'an's expression was a bit sullen for an instant.

"This brat!" She turned off her phone fiercely.

He is not even interested in the long legs of Silla's girl group?

So what kind of girl does he like? !

Just an excuse for face blindness, can you continue to be happy?

no way!

The black-clothed Wei Ying maiden who has been promoted to major has already vowed that she will let her little nephew marry a beautiful little girl and have a family and children.

And now, Li An'an's confidence is stronger than before.

At this moment, Chu Weiwei took two ice creams and walked over.

"Captain!" Chu Wei smiled brightly: "Here, the ice cream at the Imperial Capital Airport, but the best in the world!"

Li Anan took it and took a bite, which was really sweet.

but……

The girl in front of me seems sweeter!

So, she rolled her eyes and got an idea.

"Wei Wei!" Li An'an said, "My little nephew, he may come to the imperial capital in two days..."

"When the time comes, you can do me a favor, take him to the Imperial Capital for a stroll, and buy some clothes...How about?"

Chu Wei raised his head slightly and asked, "Captain, aren't you going?"

"I still have official duties!" Li An said righteously.

"Oh!" Chu Weiwei spit out his cute tongue, thinking about the young man he met last time.

So he nodded.

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Ling safely leaned on the chair.

He muttered to himself: "It seems, I promised last time that those circus people will visit them when they have time!"

"Now, more than a month has passed, almost two months..."

"Should I fulfill my promise?"

He was playing with the phone and hesitated.

After thinking about it, he stood up and said, "That's right, I should go and see..."

"Although I am mildly speaking, but those poor people besides me, I am afraid that there are no acquaintances in this city..."

If they have acquaintances, how can they end up living on the streets?

Thinking about this, Lingping said to her own little bronze cat playing with the gluttonous bronze cat at the counter: "Let's go! Little boy, my brother will take you to see those big sisters last time!"

Meow!

The little guy leaped up from the counter and jumped onto him.

Lingping smiled and touched its head, then walked out the door, closed the rolling shutter, and locked it.

When the door was locked, he thought of a question.

"Where should I find them?"

The Relief Committee of the Federal Empire generally places the recipients in its facilities, arranges them to learn skills, and then arranges them to work in some private or state-owned enterprises.

This is also the core of the imperial relief policy.

It is better to teach people how to fish than to teach people how to fish.

Therefore, they may have been assigned to relevant enterprises and institutions.

"Um..." Lingping looked in the phone address book and found the police officer's number: "Fortunately, I also know this enthusiastic police officer!"

So he dialed this number.

After the beep, the call was connected.

"Hello, Mr. Officer!" He said, "I am in peace..."

The opposite immediately became enthusiastic: "Master Ling, do you have any needs?"

"It's like this..." Lingping didn't care about the obvious respect in the other's tone, and asked directly: "About a month ago, didn't I hand over a group of poor people to you?"

"I want to ask... Where are they now?"

"Chang'e Kindergarten?" Lingping laughed: "Thanks! Thank you!"

He hung up the phone, his face was extremely happy.

"I became a kindergarten teacher!" He said, "This is a good way out!"

In the Federal Empire, the social status of teachers is very high.

This kindergarten teacher is not as strict as the formal teacher.

The status and salary are far inferior to formal teachers.

But, after all, it is the teacher.

Welfare protection is still very good.

He picked up the phone and searched Chang'e Kindergarten.

The eyes lit up immediately.

"It's actually a state-owned kindergarten!"

Looking at the introduction again, he was relieved: "It turned out to be a kindergarten specifically for refugees!"

The Federal Empire regularly accepts refugees from the "Tianxia".

The receiving subject is generally local.

Traditionally, the local area is Wang Ji.

The overseas kingdoms are Fang Bos like Qi Jin.

The foreign nations within the "Tian Xia" are Huai, Wu, and Chu in the Spring and Autumn Period.

Of course, the Imperial government does not recognize this narrative.

In the eyes of empire officials, the Federal Empire is the Federal Empire.

Gentiles are Gentiles.

They are equal to each other.

However, people in the world feel that way if they can't stand it.

And the countries in the "world" have also made full use of the freedom of speech stipulated by the imperial constitution.

They all interfered in the internal affairs of the empire under the banner of "everything in the world can be spoken of".

I always like to go to Dali Temple to sue the center for ‘unconstitutional’.

Regardless of whether you can win the lawsuit, public opinion will stir up first.

Among them, Silla and Fusang are the best at appeals.

The people of the empire did not actually resist such a narrative.

Especially some people in the Datong school like this kind of narrative very much.

Therefore, even if the central government is reluctant, it has to bear the responsibilities and obligations that have been'imposed'.

Guangnan is a refugee receiving point that directly connects with the countries of Southeast Asia.

In the floods this summer, more than 100,000 refugees were accepted by Guangnan and resettled in various places.

It seems that Jiang Chengcheng has also undertaken the task of accepting more than two thousand refugees.

This Chang'e Kindergarten is a designated kindergarten for refugees.

The main feature is that it is free, provides basic education and facilities, and does not require much investment.

Lingping found the specific address of the kindergarten~www.ltnovel.com~ on the mobile phone, and took a taxi at the intersection.

After getting on the bus, he said directly: "Master, Fuli Road, Chengdong District, Jiangcheng City, thank you!"

When the driver heard this, he turned around and asked, "My son, where do you work?"

"No!" Lingping shook his head: "I'm going to see some friends over there!"

"Oh!" The driver's master nodded, turned the car away, and said: "There has always been a settlement area for refugees and for the disabled, widows, and children..."

He sighed: "It's all poor people!"

Lingping thought of the people in the circus, and nodded: "Yes! They are all poor people!"

Fortunately, it is now a modern, scientifically advanced and economically developed modern.

Therefore, even widows and widows with disabilities can be resettled and cared for, and it is even possible to integrate into society just like normal people!