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Tianxin learned Qin Mo's expression and even lines vividly.

"This little brat is just a fight!" Qin Mo was both funny and angry, but looking at Tianxin was like seeing himself when he was a child.

She couldn't help but look at Xiao Yurou, who was sitting next to Zhao Manjun, with pride in her eyes and never stopping the smile at the corner of her mouth.

Her eyes were glowing, and the light appeared again after Qin Mo 'buryed' her.

When everyone dispersed, Dou Yiai pulled Qin Mo aside with a panic expression, "Hanzi, I, I..."

"What’s wrong with you?"

"I'm a hell!" Dou Yiai said in horror.

"See you a big-headed ghost!" Qin Mo slapped her backhand.

Dou Yiai covered her head, "Really, I'm really damn!"

He pressed his voice and pointed at the crowd not far away, "Just now, I really want to see that woman!"

"who?"

"It was just that we were in Lingnan a few years ago. Which one did you let me bury it!" Dou Yiai took a deep breath, "I'm very sure it's him. Are you not the head of Ziweixing Sect? Do a ritual and take her away!"

"Okay, okay, I'm talking about it after the New Year!" Qin Mo didn't explain.

Chai Rong, who was standing beside him, was thinking, but he didn't talk much, but said, "You must be dazzled!"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible, my eyes are famous for being good!"

"What a f*ck, look at your dark circles. If this continues, you will die sooner or later on the woman's bed!" Qin Mo kicked him angrily, "When can you change your problem of taking concubines?"

Dou Yiai covered her butt and said aggrievedly: "The relationship has come, I can't control it!"

"Stop talking nonsense, isn't your father going to retire? Take the time to take Gao Yang and the others over!" Qin Mo said.

"My father wrote a letter, but it was hard to answer. The main reason was that there were too many people in Lingnan!" Speaking of serious matters, Dou Yiai also became serious. "Also, all the people in Yizhou were sent away by me before, and there were many people from Nanyang, which was suitable for large-scale arrests!"

There are still too few people from the Ming Dynasty, and the country can only transfer bit by bit.

But Nanyang has no such concerns. Many of them are immigrants from Daqian and are vassal states of Daqian, and have high cultural identity.

If possible, Qin Mo wanted to emptie the Nanyang people in the past few years.

"Tell Zheng Fengnian that you can get more women from the Western Regions, the more the better!" After that, Qin Mo turned around and left.

He wants to make the number of people in the Ming Dynasty reach eight million or even ten million within these few years.

No one is all.

Soon, the year passed, and Lao Qin also boarded a steamboat that burned coal. Without wind, he could walk more than seventy miles in an hour, and with wind, he should be more than ninety miles.

This speed is definitely the only one in Daqian.

Moreover, this ship was launched at the end of last year. Qin Mo's huge ship Daming was coming to an end after several years.

Once launched, it will be the largest steam engine in the world!

Of course, there are also paddler positions to prevent emergencies.

With this boat, it is not a problem to travel thousands of miles a day. It will probably take one or two months to go to the Ming Dynasty.

"Dad, take care of yourself!" Qin Mo said.

"Go back!" Qin Xiangru waved his hand, "Don't send it, go back!"

He can't wait to go to the Ming Dynasty.

"Aunt, look forward to him!"
Chapter completed!