With the heart of a sunny dog, Yang Mo thought a lot along the way.

My mind was a little confused. It was only after this era that time travelers would make dumplings.

At the beginning, they came one by one, but now Bian Que and Yu Ji are coming in groups.

As soon as the two of them arrived, Meng Tian followed him.

There is no rule or sign.

This made him feel an inexplicable sense of crisis.

"Brother, there is no big problem. I know Meng Tian's bottom."

Seeing Yang Mo's face gloomy all the way, the caring little angel Li Bai whispered to comfort her.

"Taibai, there is a big problem..."

Yang Mo looked at him, not knowing how to describe it: "And it's a bit serious."

"What's serious about this?"

"Lai Junchen, the Tang Dynasty, Zhang Liang, Bian Que, the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, Yu Ji Qin, Meng Tian Qin, and your Tang Dynasty, have no rules."

Yang Mo calmly analyzed: "This is still a city in Taiyuan, where is Chang'an and Luoyang? Then, time travelers are not allowed to walk all over the ground?"

"It seems to be..."

Li Bai also thought about it: "But what does this have to do with us? We can't control it, so we can only come and stop it."

After a pause, the voice suddenly became low: "Or let's just..."

He made a fierce expression and put his hand down.

"I'll do it tonight?" Yang Mo asked in cooperation.

"I really want to do this?" Li Bai asked back.

Yang Mo smiled helplessly: "What do you mean by boss..."

"That's what I said." Li Bai scratched his head.

"And you have found that we have not met any tough guys."

Yang Mo became serious: "The Qin Emperor and Han Wu and Zhu Yuanzhang have not even come yet..."

"Zhu Yuanzhang? Who is it?"

"The founding emperor of the Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing dynasties was the first to start a bowl in history, and unified the country as a beggar."

Li Bai was stunned: "Is that cruel?"

"If these people also came to this dynasty, it would be difficult to deal with it."

Li Bai also thought about it for a while, and then reacted: "But we can't say that. When they came to this dynasty, they had no foundation or power, so they could not cause any storm?"

"Just like that Meng Tian, ​​who was a general of the Qin Dynasty in his previous dynasty, commanding the world's troops, but what about now? We still want to kill if we want to kill, we can live if we want to live. If we want to die, we can die."

"Taibai, why do I feel that you are a little angry today?"

Yang Mo looked at Li Bai in confusion, and then said, "But what he said makes sense, it is true that a newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger."

After saying that, he raised his thumbs up.

Li Bai scratched his head shyly: "It really doesn't work. Brother Yang, let's be a ranger. With our skills, we won't let us break through the world."

"Besides, I have also seen it recently. Although Madam Li is getting better and better to you, I always feel guilty."

Yang Mo did not answer. He was not a fool. Although Li Xiuning, a girl, now in charge of the Li family, looks majestic and no one in Taiyuan City dared to underestimate her.

But in terms of relationship, he is still a nineteen-year-old girl and has never been in a relationship.

In a word, I don’t understand what love is.

Li Bai said more and more excited: "And Brother Yang, I understand one thing. In this world, men cannot have power. Once they have power, they have to live a frustrated life."

He remembered the fact that he was blocked by a group of bad people last night, especially Zhang Crook's attitude that did not take him seriously at all, and the more he thought about it, the more angry he became.

"I was thinking a few days ago, what should we do in the future? Look at my master is dead. In this world, Brother Yang, you are my closest person."

"And you are still a royal family in this dynasty. If the Li family rebelled, can't we do it?"

Yang Mo looked at Li Bai who was stimulated somewhere and asked tentatively: "What do you want to do?"

"We don't have to rebel. Go to Chang'an and kill the emperor directly. You are the only brother Yang in the Northern Sui clan. When you become the emperor, I will be the prime minister. How great is it."

"You really think so?" Yang Mo was surprised. What's wrong with this child today?

However, Yang Mo was not very surprised by Li Bai's reaction.

Many people only know that Li Bai is a poet, and once again, he knows that he is a swordsman.

But many people don’t know that he is still an official fan.

Li Bai's greatest dream in his life was to be the prime minister - he not only wanted to be an official, but also wanted to be the biggest official in the world.

In his previous life, Yang Mo was a fan of Li Bai and he was very knowledgeable about him.

This young man with high fighting spirit in front of him wrote in the "Answer of the Reply to Meng Shaofu's Transfer Document in Dai Shoushan" that his life ideal was: "Shen Guanyan talks about the emperor's skills, strive for his intelligence, and be willing to serve as a supporter to make the world a big and clear city in Haixian."

It turns out that he wants to become an outstanding prime minister like Guan Zhong and Yan Ying, one day assisting the emperor, so that the world can bring peace and the people can live and work in peace.

When he was in his forties, he received an edict from Emperor Xuanzong of Tang to go to Beijing to become an official and excitedly wrote, "I laughed to the sky and went out, how could we be a weed man?"

So it is normal for Li Bai, who is nineteen years old, to have such an idea.

It's just the idea of ​​killing the emperor, which is a bit of a play.

"What does the emperor of the Northern Sui Dynasty have to do with us? We are not a living food for him."

Seeing that Yang Mo did not express his opinion, Li Bai was a little surprised: "Brother Yang? You haven't thought about our future."

"How could that be? Otherwise, why would you think I would take the false name of the military chief clerk given by Miss Li?"

"Military Chief Corps?" Li Bai looked puzzled: "What does this have to do with our killing of the emperor in Chang'an?"

"In my previous life, I had another identity in addition to being an undercover pirate." Yang Mo smiled slightly. Since he realized that he was not just a time traveler, he had already begun to plan for the future.

But even Li Bai didn't realize it.

"What is the identity?"

"The largest arms dealer in the Gulf of Aden."

Yang Mo smiled, patted his shoulder and said, "Okay, don't say anyone today. I know what we are most important now. Let's save the lives of these refugees first."

Then he motivated him and said, "If you don't clean the whole house, how can you clean up the world, right?"

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Taking Li Bai back to the ruined temple, the local doctor had already prepared Artemisia annua, and Meng Tian was in a coma again.

Li Bai patted his face, but before he woke up, he had to give up.

Anyway, people can't escape here, so it's not too late to ask when they wake up.

Yang Mo only knew that Artemisia annua can resist malaria, but he did not know how to extract artemisinin. He could only let the doctors try it themselves.

Now he led Li Bai to continue to maintain order in the ruined temple.

Yang Mo has no idea how to cure diseases and save people, but he still understands the principle of three parts treatment and seven parts nursing.

Therefore, Wu Weijun led them to teach them how to care for refugees step by step.

I admire Li Xiuning more and more.

Although these Wu Wei soldiers were afraid of being infected with malaria, they were on the verge of military orders and no one dared to retreat.

Gritting his teeth and following Yang Mo.

Although he is very energetic, he is a man who is always slapped and sticking around and serving people all day long.

There was a soldier who exerted a little force and a refugee's arm was broken.

Yang Mo sighed while curating the aftermath, saying, "It would be great if there was a female nurse."

At noon, I changed my clothes from the critical care area and was stunned.

Shi Yunrong and Huasu wore masks and cloth clothes, and decocted medicine and fed water to the refugees in the dilapidated temple.

There is also a graceful woman who is also busy with work, which is Yu Ji who has never spoken before.

"Why are you here?"

Yang Mo walked closer and frowned.

"Mr. Yang, I saw that there was a shortage of staff, so I let them come. The woman was careful after all."

Bian Que walked out of the ruined temple: "Along with that, aren't you saying that malaria is transmitted by mosquito bites? The yard has been smoked for a day, and there is not a single mosquito."

Really big-hearted...

"I came here voluntarily." Shi Yunrong bowed and Hua Su nodded repeatedly.

"Stop causing trouble..." Yang Mo looked at Shi Yunrong, it would be fine if someone else came, but you, a sick man, would be coaxing him?
To be continued...