Sibao County, the official office.

There are crowds of people in front of the official office now.

A small official sat at the door and picked up a pen to register the list.

The team was long, both men and women, both old and young, all of which were coarse clothes made of kudzu. The clothes made of this material were not warm. Even if the common people added reeds and catkins and other fillings inside and outside, they still shivered from the cold.

The common people who have not yet made the turn can only hold their shoulders and stamp their feet to keep warm.

At the front of the team, the clerk asked, "What's the name?"

"My name is Wang Tieniu."

The little official wrote the name and serial number on a blank bamboo piece, handed it to Wang Tieniu in front of him, pointed behind him and said, "Take this thing and follow the path framed by the rope. Don't look at your eyes more often, don't walk around with your legs, do you know?"

Wang Tieniu thanked him for accepting it.

The little official rushed back and said, "Next."

What is the Sibao County Office doing?

This matter will be traced back to a few days ago.

That day, the government office suddenly posted a notice saying that anyone with a commoner from Sibao County who is from six to thirty-six years old and with a good appearance can come to the government office to participate in the selection activities. The winners are rewarded with a piece of silkworm cloth, and the losers also have a consolation prize, and they can get half a pound of pork and a pound of cotton. The commoners don’t know what cotton is, but they know pork!

I guess this cotton can be used to cook.

How many people have sex all year round?

They don’t want to do cotton, but they want to do half a pound of meat!

They came over to ask how to win the prize. The officials in charge of this matter kept their mouths shut and just said that they could just come over to participate. The common people were worried, but they couldn't resist the temptation of half a pound of meat, so they thought about coming over and trying it. The same was true for Wang Tieniu. He entered a county official office for the first time in his life. Even if the minor officials didn't remind him, he would not dare to look around. His head was always lowered and walked along the line.

This place is an abandoned and unused outer courtyard of the government office. At this time, it was simply cleaned up and opened. Someone outside the door was responsible for taking up the bamboo pieces. He pointed to the house and said, "Don't be nervous, go in."

In less than a quarter of an hour, he came out.

He was holding half a pound of pork and cotton in his hand.

The fellow villager who was still queuing up hurriedly asked about the situation inside.

Wang Tieniu said in a daze: "...The big guys inside don't know what they do, just want to see how happy we are, how angry we are, and how sad we are... Isn't this idle?"

He was still confused when he received the consolation prize.

Get the reward so easily?

Isn't this easier than picking up for nothing?

I didn't expect that these big names in the official office had this habit.

The people in the same village were confused.

As more and more common people won consolation prizes, three news flew over Xiaocheng with wings. First, these big figures in the official office had quirks; second, the pork in the official office made people drool; third, the cotton was not a vegetable, but a warm thing.

Although there is only one pound of cotton, it is warmer than four or five kudzu squid coats filled with reeds. The official office also said that cotton will be planted on a large scale in Sibao County. In the winter of the next year, they will be able to buy such clothes at a low price.

For a period of time, any winter clothes filled with cotton can attract countless envious eyes. Only relatives and friends with good relationships can try it on for a while. After wrapping the cotton clothes for a while, the air leaks everywhere, and the body will be warmed up.

The common people are looking forward to this.

Businessmen with a keen sense of smell are even more aware of business opportunities.

I spent a lot of money to connect the relationship between the government office and asked about cotton around the bush. If I could take the lead in purchasing and smuggling and selling it to other places at high prices, it would be huge profits!

However, promoting cotton is not the main purpose.

The ultimate goal of the official office is to form a opera troupe!

In the words of the lord, it is to make the story book a film and television!

This is why people with talented acting talent were selected in the past few days, and they used the event to promote cotton to facilitate subsequent promotion. After a while, cotton was widely publicized, but not many people with talented acting talent.

He has a good appearance, at most he is considered a good person, but this is not a matter of fact. With Qi Zhuan Chuan, how many acquired beauties are not there? Because Chen Tang only talked to Lin Feng about a general idea, provided a general direction, and did not involve specific operations. This led to the "Stories and Film and Television" plan that can only be completed by everyone's imagination. This really stumps everyone who stayed behind.

In the end, Liao Jia rescued the situation.

There is nothing else, he sees much.

As a talented illegitimate son of the royal family of the little king, Liao Jia is used to drinking, singing and dancing. I think the "talk book is a film and television version" is similar. The difference is that the former sings and dances, while the latter reads the story book according to the book, and the appropriate scene arrangement should be almost the same. It is just that it is easy to say and difficult to do it. The common people are basically blind, so it is difficult to memorize large clips of characters' dialogues.

Liao Jia sighed: "This is too difficult..."

It is difficult for the selected person to recite the conversation.

It is even more difficult for them to perform the characters in the story.

Can Lin Feng collect some of the characters' identities closer to the common people? The characters are either princes and nobles or nobles of aristocrats. Literary scholars and brave warriors are even more standard. Even if the protagonist is really a commoner, the subsequent development class will change.

so--

"This 'Five Elements Impotent' is really immoral!"

But when I think that if the plan is successful, the government office can use this to influence what the people under the rule are thinking, it feels worth it.

Liao Jia dripped and gurgled until he smelled a sudden smell of blood and looked in the direction of the breath. He pointed to Qi Shan's hand and said, "Yuanliang, why are your hand..."

Qi Shan was also looking at the palm of his hand.

A wound penetrates the palm of the palm.

An extremely violent martial arts attached to the wound, and Liao Jia suddenly stood up to guard. Qi Shan looked as usual: "It's okay, there is movement on the lord, I think it's because he met a strong enemy."

He calmly tore off a strip of cloth to tie the wound.

Just as I was about to stand up, my shoulders were in a severe pain.

Qi Shan shook his body twice and fell forward. Liao Jia quickly supported him with his eyes and hands. The hand that was on Qi Shan's shoulder was soon stained with warm blood. Qi Shan took a deep breath and said, "Help me to the side compartment, and then go and invite Dr. Dong to come over."

Dr. Dong obviously knows what.

When he heard that Qi Shan was injured, he hurriedly carried the medicine box.

When he came over, the wounds on Qi Shan's body had increased to seven. Dr. Dong took off his clothes, and Liao Jia suddenly opened his eyes when he saw Qi Shan's body. No other wounds were fatal, but the one from the shoulder to waist and abdomen...

It was the first time Dr. Dong saw it.

He said: "I also ask the chief clerk to use his literary energy to protect his heart."

The movement of literary energy can accelerate the healing of injuries.

Qi Shan said, "I am protecting you."

After all, he cherishes his life.

Dr. Dong took out the silver needle and burned it with fire.

Although the literary spirit of the literati can stop bleeding, the effect of applying acupuncture will be faster. Dr. Dong was preparing to apply acupuncture when a sudden bleeding bleed appeared on Qi Shan's arm. He sighed and said, "What kind of opponent is Chen Jun meeting?"

Because Dr. Dong had helped Qi Shan treat him several times, the origin of the wound was not hidden from him. As a doctor, he sighed at the magic of this world once and once. There are really people in this world who can help another person share the pain through thousands of mountains and rivers!

Qi Shan's face disappeared due to blood loss.

Even speaking is a bit difficult.

He said: "It must be stronger than Gongxi Qiu."

Dr. Dong said, "That's really a strong enemy!"

Qi Shan lowered his head and looked at the wound on his chest that did not seep out blood, but he felt glad. His literati's way could share half of the injuries for Chen Tang. If all of these injuries were applied to her, although she would not die, she would be in a difficult situation.

Just as I was thinking, a mouthful of blood came out of my throat.

Dr. Dong calmly handed him a handkerchief.

"Please pray to the chief clerk, wipe it."

Liao Jia looked at Qishan: "Yuanliang, you..."

Qi Shan said: "Don't worry, the lord can't die there."

She can't even die if the King of Hell comes!

Liao Jia frowned so hard that he could tie several knots, suppressing his anger: "It's not your lord who is worried about, it's you! Qi Yuanliang, after suffering such a serious injury, can you still laugh?"

Are you really not afraid?

Qi Shan responded to him with a smile: "It's really pleasant."

Liao Jia: "..."

Qi Shan said: "Because I am very at ease now."

He raised his hand and carefully felt the pain and wounds that did not belong to him from his body, and was in a happy mood.

These wounds prove that Chen Tang always trusts him.

She was always the lord he longed for, and the most important existence in the world. She didn't have to experience the second time in her lifetime - the pain of an important person dying in front of her but helpless. That heart-wrenching pain was enough to kill all the motivation for him to survive. This slightly morbid pleasure was something that Liao Jia could not empathize with, and he really felt sorry for him.

Liao Jia: "..."

Haha, he doesn't feel sorry at all.

Use the Spirit of Word to help Qi Shan restore his consumed literary energy.

Jue kindness and sincerely said: "Thank you."

Liao Jia: "If you die, who will Jia ask for debt?"

Later, there were wounds, but they were not fatal, but the number looked terrifying: "If you don't die like this, you will have a great life!"

Qi Shan is not ashamed of: "The disaster has been passed down for thousands of years!"

Liao Jia and Dr. Dong waited for two hours.

Seeing that it was getting dark outside, Liao Jia asked the official chef to stew some medicinal food for Qi Shan to replenish blood and nourish qi. He thought the battle should come to an end, but he knew that this guard would last for a day and a night. Qi Shan's literary energy was replenished several times. Dan Mansion's literary energy could be replenished, but it was difficult to recover from his physical and mental fatigue, so he could only barely maintain his sanity. But at this moment, the originally filled Dan Mansion was instantly drained from Wen Qi, and Qi Shan suddenly closed his eyes. Liao Jia was so scared that he thought his soul had returned to the underworld.

Dr. Dong checked the pulse.

"I fell asleep."

Liao Jia asked: "Isn't the man dead?"

Dr. Dong said confidently: "Yes, live."

At the same time, they also found that after Qi Shan fell asleep, no new wounds appeared on his body. This proved that the war between the lord and Chen Jun had come to an end. Dr. Dong looked at Qi Shan who was sleeping peacefully and said, "It's a hard fight!"

Liao Jia was worried: "I don't know what the outcome is."

Dr. Dong said: "Mr. Chen is prosperous in martial arts. Even if there are some bumps, I believe that she will turn bad luck into good luck in the end."

The battlefield was tragic, far beyond the two of them imagined.

This matter will start from the first day, Huang Lie's words "Three Armies, Attack". Jiang Ao was arrogant and naturally wanted to win and lose in three games. His 100,000 elite soldiers and the morale increase of his winning streak will be no problem to flatten these stinky fish and rotten shrimps in front of him.

As for the coalition forces refused to fight against generals and went directly to war?

This possibility does not exist in Jiang Ao's mind.

He was sure that the coalition forces did not have the courage!

The reason is simple. The strength of the coalition forces is not as strong as their own. If they still give up the opportunity to fight, even if the winning rate is slim, what if? Cao Jian always likes to take the "in case" of luck. As a result, the development of things does not match his expectations.

He provoked and suppressed Huang Lie and forced the other party to leave.

Huang Lie really produced a person, a young scholar who knew his humiliating history. This person brought him great shame back then! But what is even more shameful is that Chu Yao asked him to [stop the swearing] in front of the two armies. What is the difference between this and slapping him?

Jiang Ao's anger suddenly rose to the peak.

"You are looking for death!" He used his martial arts to forcibly break through [Forbidden Words], and the qi and blood flowing against his face turned purple in an instant.

The war drums that were soaring to the sky were like ferocious beasts roaring in grief and anger. The battlefield lit up a series of strong or weak martial arts/literary energy, and the aura of heaven and earth within a radius of hundreds of miles trembled. The shouts of killing sounded, and the vanguards of the two armies were the first to confront each other, and soldiers and wars rose up.

What was even more angry than Jiang Ao was the coalition generals.

Among the crowd, several weapons flew out and formed different colors of shadows in the air. There was only one target-

Sixteenth-class masterpiece, Jiang Ao.

Jiang Aoke did not take the tricks of these children's families into consideration. He just raised his foot and stomped the ground. The movements under his feet were like a dragon turning over, and the cracks ran towards the coalition forces. The majestic and surging martial arts burst out in all directions, colliding with the weapons head-on. The air twisted, and countless colorless ripples appeared.

He said arrogantly: "Just ant, a trick of withering insects!"

A look shot away, and ordinary soldiers who were passing by burst into their bodies and died, and blood splashed, and there was no complete corpse. In the eyes of warriors of this level, ordinary people are indeed ants. Martial warriors with a level six or less are just slightly stronger ants. The former can kill him with one look, while the latter also needs to raise his hand and move his feet.

But is there any difference in the results?

No difference, all of them have to die!

"You are only one page left in the family's household registration book. No wonder you are so arrogant. If you are a barefoot orphan, don't you be afraid of heaven or earth?"

Those weapons could not hit Jiang Ao, but Chen Tang and Shao Chong could approach him. The [Five Virtues of Generals] Yan Ling. The sword in Chen Tang's hand that looked like the mother's sword that had no lethality made Jiang Ao laugh, and he raised his finger and squeezed it.

Unexpectedly, the expected sword broke and the person died did not appear.

An iron claw scrambled towards him.

The goal is his eyeballs.

Jiang Ao raised his eyebrows and was finally willing to pull out his weapon.

With a loud bang, both sides retreated temporarily.

Chen Tang said: "You should lift his heavenly spirit cover."

Shao Chong will not adopt Chen Tang’s suggestions.

"But I want to catch his eyes even more."

Chen Tang looked at Jiang Ao with his eyes and provoked him: "Okay, you can catch his eyes and I will lift his spirit cover to see what kind of shit, pee and fart stuff is inside!"

Jiang Ao didn't know Chen Tang.

As for Shao Chong, he had read it on intelligence, but it was not afraid of merely fifteenth-class Shao Chong. He was also prepared to take advantage of this battle to eliminate the coalition's top combat power. He used enough military merit to prove his strength and shut up the questioners.

only--

Two such young rivals.
Chapter completed!