Luo Feng distributed a batch of telephone snails at the beginning of establishing the League of Legends so that registered heroes can better obtain real-time information.

With the widespread use of telephone snails, this magical communication magic weapon was also known to the Song Dynasty. When Luo Feng was cheating the Shushan land deed, in order to please the court, in addition to tribute a batch of blue pills, he also sent a telephone snail. The saying to the court was that this magic weapon was a Buddhist voice transmission magic snail, which was refined by a monk who mastered the magical power of the heavenly ear.

Therefore, although the capital was surrounded, the court did not lose communication with the outside world. The eunuch quickly loaded the phone snail on a pallet and brought it to Cai Jing.

Cai Xiang dialed Dugu Yuyun's number, and all the civil and military officials of the court, as well as the Emperor Huizong, were waiting and pricking up their ears to listen.

"Dudududu... The user you called has been turned off, please dial again later."

If you can get through, there will be ghosts. At this moment, Dugu Yuyun was worn with a pipa bone and tied it into a rice dumpling with black iron chains. He was locked up in the sword tomb of Shushan and was thinking about his mistakes. His personal belongings and telephone snails were confiscated.

Cai Xiang was anxious, and put down the phone and said angrily: "What's going on? This guy usually boasted that he was 'having evil like a hatred for evil like a sword like a dragon, and was carrying the heavy responsibility of eliminating demons.' But he couldn't find anyone if something happened. Could it be that he was practicing a fake immortal, and he was just like a gangster who was cheating on his mouth?"

Unable to find Dugu Yuyun, he could only settle for the second best, dialed Jing Xiaolou's phone number, and the civil and military officials in the court were looking forward to it again.

"Doudu...Doududu..."

"Hello?"

"I am the right person of the Song Dynasty, Shooting Cai Jing. Jing Xiaolou, what is the Hero League you have made for? I reported to the court next year that the demons in the Song Dynasty have been basically eliminated. It turns out that like those border thieves and gangs like to falsely report military information. If the demons have been eliminated, how can there be a demon army siege in Chang'an now?!"

"Oh... it turned out to be Lord Cai. I'm calming down. It's helpless to make such a fuss. The specific reason is a long story..."

Cai Jing interrupted impatiently: "Enough, I don't want to listen to your explanation! Listen, I ordered you to quickly summon your martial artists from the world and come to Chang'an within one day to lift the siege of demons in Chang'an."

"Well... that... hey... it's a bit difficult..."

The other side of the phone was hesitant and vague. Cai Jing was furious and shouted at the microphone: "Jing Xiaolou! You, a troublemaker, still want to make money from the national crisis at this critical moment, so you can use this to control the court? Are you not afraid that the court will punish you for being executed by a whole family?"

"Ahem, to be honest, I'm not afraid. I've never been afraid. You have to know that my dad is Jingtian..."

A low murmur came from the other end of the phone. Although the sound was small, it was clearly heard after the phone snail loudspeaker was amplified. All the civil and military officials in the court, as well as the Emperor Huizong, heard it.

There was a period of embarrassing silence in the court. In terms of identity, Jing Xiaolou was just a businessman. Compared with the nobles in the court, he really existed like a mustard of grass.

Cai Jing also said it smoothly, habitually showed the attitude of a literati looking down on the vulgar and profiteering businessman, and showed off his official power. After being criticized by Jing Xiaolou, he woke up. He was the second generation of immortals, and the gods in the sky wanted to sell his father a little bit of his face. The great masters of the Demon World all called his father brothers and brothers. The power in the mortal world was like a cloud. The court dared to issue an order to confiscate Jing's house, and Jingtian dared to strike the Golden Palace with a few divine thunder.

After calming down, Cai Jing immediately changed his tone: "Governor Jing, I am also concerned about it and he is in chaos, so I speak without saying anything. Now Chang'an is surrounded, and the country in the Song Dynasty is in danger, and the people are hanging upside down. I also ask the leader of Jing to organize martial arts righteous men to go to Beijing to serve the king for the sake of the millions of people in Chang'an. This is a great achievement in supporting the country. If it is successful, the court will have a great reward!"

"Oh... Caomin said that this matter is difficult because there is no League of Legends anymore."

Jing Xiaolou said: "The League of Heroes encountered a major change and closed down due to poor management. The banks and insurance companies have all gone bankrupt and liquidated. All registered heroes have been laid off and re-employed. The Caomin has no martial arts men, and the Jing family has been successfully defeated. How can we afford to organize the rebel army to serve the king?"

"What, League of Legends is going bankrupt?"

Cai Jing felt as if he was thundered when he heard this, and immediately exclaimed: "You...how could you let the League of Legends go bankrupt? Who will manage the disaster of the demons? You are too irresponsible!"

Jing Xiaolou sneered: "The League of Legends is a private commercial organization. The imperial court has not provided any assistance except for collecting money from the people.

Whether it is a registered hero or the leader of Cao Min, he has never been granted a single official position and has never received any food and salary from the court. It has been able to maintain it until now, but it has been relying on Cao Min’s wealth and hard work on his shoulders?

Now that Caomin's family has been completely lost, the League of Legends has suffered heavy casualties and the deaths and injuries. The pension alone has emptied Caomin's wallets, and it is normal to go bankrupt. The court needs the military servants to serve now, so what have you done? It is said that you have been raising soldiers for a thousand days, and you have not raised soldiers for half a day, and you still hope to use soldiers as gods. Where can you do such a good thing?"

Cai Jing's face turned blue when he was damaged, but because Jing Xiaolou was the last straw for the court, he could only ask for help: "Jing Alliance Leader! The country is in danger. Even if the court was a little negligent before, for the sake of the people, you chivalrous people should do your part! Otherwise, how should history books record your deeds in the future?"

"Can we still have the positions of knights in history books? People like Shigong, like Taishi, have long since no one existed in the Song Dynasty?"

Jing Xiaolou laughed and said, "Even if our knights sacrifice their lives for free, the historical books compiled by you literati will attribute it to your command and plan. As for us, it is just the fate of the demons and the lackeys. Only the evaluation of "The heroes use martial arts to ban them." There are too many bad things happening in the dynasty, and there are many lessons from the previous ones."

Cai Jing knew that this guy was a businessman and had no truth in his mouth. Using righteousness and morality to mingle with him was a waste of time, so he simply said straight to the point: "What conditions does the court provide before you agree to send troops to serve the king?"

"The army and horses are ready before they move their food and grass, and the emperor is not going to have hungry soldiers."

Jing Xiaolou said for granted: "Only when the military spending is received, can the grass people have money to recruit righteous men, buy military funds, and equip weapons."

"How much military expenses are you going to charge!"

"Not too much, no more, 20 million taels of silver are enough."

"Twenty million taels? Even the Song Dynasty cannot spend so much money to raise 800,000 imperial guards!"

"What is the essence of the imperial guards in the Song Dynasty? There are 800,000 imperial guards stationed in Chang'an City. If the imperial guards are useful, why should Cai Xiang ask the people for help?"

Jing Xiaolou said disdainfully: "The knights of the League of Legends usually drink big bowls, eat meat in big mouthfuls, share silver in big scales, and share gold in small scales. The expenses are like flowing water. The pension alone is 1,000 taels of gold per person. Otherwise, who would fight against the extremely cruel demon? Charging you 20 million taels is enough for a taxi fee, and the bounty for killing monsters is not included."

Cai Jing said angrily: "The imperial court earns only five or six million taels per year, and there is no reserve of 20 million taels within the national treasury!"

Jing Xiaolou said sarcastically: "The country has no money, you high officials have it. As far as I know, Cai Xiang's family has gold and silver piles up like mountains, and his hometown has occupied thousands of hectares of fertile land. You can get it together. Even if the gold and silver transportation in Chang'an cannot be shipped out, you can contact your hometown to sell the land. Everyone will go to the national crisis together. You pay and we will work hard. It's very fair."

"Nonsense! I'm obviously clean and honest... the court is full of courts, all honest and honest officials, and all the court robes of the court have been patched."

Jing Xiaolou sneered: "In the past, there were a few noble and noble adults in the court, but now they are not sure. If they can't afford military expenses, they will naturally not be able to build a rebel army. It is hard for a good cook to cook without rice. You might as well try climbing the city tower and denounce demons with your three-inch tongue and moral articles. Maybe they can scold the demons Pan Ran to wake up and be impressed by our great literary spirit."

Cai Jing was furious and shouted at the phone: "Rebellion, you are ruthless. You are simply cold-blooded and ruthless. You do not care about the national justice and care about the safety of the people. You are a group of unconventional villains! If Chang'an is broken and millions of people die at the mouth of demons, your ugly deeds will be left with no harm for thousands of years, and you will be nailed to the pillar of shame and will never be washed away!"

"Oh, Cai Xiang doesn't have to worry about the safety of the people."

Jing Xiaolou said frankly: "General Luo expected that the adults like moral kidnapping, so he forced himself to join the people. He deceived us knights to serve us by the represented people. He sent envoys to negotiate with the demon commander besieging Chang'an. The demon king made a promise that if he broke through Chang'an City, he would strictly restrain his subordinates and never eat half of the civilians."

"Don't eat the common people?" Cai Jing was stunned and suddenly realized: "Where are the nobles and nobles of the royal family?"

"Oh... this is a pity. I don't know which unethical guy spreads rumors that demons can greatly improve their moral behavior and do not commit evil deeds. Eating civilians not only has no nutrition but also has bad reincarnation. According to a demon who did not want to be named, noble people are pampered and have good meat, plump and tender meat, and have a very good taste. Poor people have sour meat, so... you know the choice of foodies."

Jing Xiaolou sighed and said, "This time the demon army besieged Chang'an, the ultimate goal is to taste the good taste of the noble person's flesh. No matter how hard you persuade him, you can't help but be blessed."
Chapter completed!