Returning to the cabin outside the countryside, Xie Zhong began to prepare the medicine.
He didn't understand pharmacology, but traveling around the country required some "skills", so he deliberately learned some poisons that could be prepared with common drugs.
The toxicity may not be strong, but if you take it slowly, it can kill you.
After mixing it, he handed it over to Xie Qiniang, who had come to deliver the meal, and left, hands behind his back, for a walk down the slope outside the courtyard.
The cough is not getting better. There is nothing Xie Zhong can do. He can only adjust it slowly and hope that he will recover soon.
He walked slowly and leisurely while coughing, basking in the warmth of the sun and enjoying the gentle breeze. When he met some residents nearby, he raised his head to say hello to them.
Tired of walking, Xie Zhong stopped on a hillside and looked at the villages in the distance, his eyes slightly narrowed by the high sun.
He actually doesn't care at all about those women and foot binding. It has nothing to do with him how they raise their children. He is just too idle and doesn't like people to be nice. He can cause as many harms as he wants.
Xie Zhong sneered, after all, he had also destroyed all the thin and useless loyal soldiers, and he had squeezed out the last bit of their value.
The treasures inside the imperial mausoleums that were stolen before him have been transported to Guzhou. When he returns this time, he will be sitting on a mountain of treasures, overwhelming wealth, and these eating mouths are now in
The land of Lingde has returned to dust.
At noon, Zhuo Xilie and others were going hunting again.
Before leaving, Zhuo Xilie specially sent a person to Xie Zhong to continue to discuss the matter of leaving, and hinted that if he did not leave within three days, they would leave him alone and find another Mingzhu.
Xie Zhong clasped his hands, leaned on his back, and said with a smile: "I know, in just a few days, everyone will be able to hit the road."
Not long after Zhuo Xilie and others left, Xie Qiniang came: "Godfather, they also drank all the soup at noon."
Xie Zhong stroked the beard on his chin, smiled gently, said nothing, and looked up at the direction in which Zhuo Xilie and the others disappeared.
Now it is no longer a matter of sending them on their way. Killing people is easy, but burying their bodies is not.
In the evening, Zhuo Xilie and the others came back on time. The weather was fine today, but their harvest was not as good as yesterday's muddy rainy day.
Zhuo Xilie was so angry that he came to see Xie Zhong in person. Seeing that the door was open, he barged in directly: "Prime Minister!"
Xie Zhong was looking at the map. When he looked up, he was shocked by the blood on Zhuo Xilie's clothes: "These are..."
"They were not prey, we killed again, this time six of them!"
Xie Zhong was surprised: "There was only one yesterday, but today there are six?"
"If we are seen again tomorrow, we will continue to kill! Damn it, killing people is easier than catching beasts now!"
Xie Zhong raised his eyebrows: "What? How do you say this?"
Zhuo Xilie suppressed his anger: "We can't catch the beast! We have been working in this place all day, and we are getting tired. We didn't run a few steps today, and everyone was tired. Prime Minister, if we stay here any longer, everyone will be
What a waste!"
Xie Zhong blinked and said, "If that's the case, then this place is really unbearable."
"Yes, then when are we going to leave? Not to mention catching the beasts, but even the people we meet on the mountain, there is no way to keep killing them like this. They will always be found on us!"
"Well, yes," Xie Zhong said, "otherwise, it will be the day after tomorrow."
"The day after tomorrow?!"
"Oh, didn't I say it yesterday? If you wait two days, you will find it difficult to walk in this condition."
Zhuo Xilie frowned, suddenly took a deep breath, raised his hand and made a fist: "Okay, Prime Minister, then I will resign!"
Without waiting for Xie Zhong to speak, Zhuo Xilie turned around and left.
The bedroom was not big, so he stepped across the threshold in a few steps. Xie Zhong looked at the open door, with murderous intent on his face.
In this world, no one can take Xie Zhong seriously, but not those who have received his kindness.
If it weren't for his promotion, would Zhuo Xilie be able to become a general and have the status that he is surrounded by now?
Xie Zhong said very softly: "Zhuo Xilie, go to hell, you all deserve to die."
At night, the aroma of barbecue wafts out again.
Xie Zhong was coughing in the room and had pain in his chest and ribs. Zhuo Xilie sent someone to deliver some meat just like yesterday. When Xie Zhong smelled the greasy smell, not only did he lose his appetite, he became extremely violent.
He waved his hand and swept the meat to the ground.
The plate was smashed, and the fragrant chicken thighs were covered in dust.
Xie Qiniang, who followed in, felt heartbroken when she saw the meat on the ground, but she quickly put away her regretful expression and went over and said, "Godfather, what happened?"
"Godfather?" The men sent by Zhuo Xilie thought they had heard wrongly. They pointed at Xie Zhong and said to Xie Qiniang, "You mother-in-law, who do you call godfather? Him?"
"Presumptuous!!" Xie Zhong stood up and slapped the desk, coughing and saying, "Who do you mean by 'him'? Who are you pointing at? I am your prime minister!!"
The men sent by Zhuo Xilie were confused by his fire, and then they lowered their eyebrows and seemed to be respectful, but also said perfunctorily: "Yes, Your Majesty the Prime Minister."
Xie Zhong didn't want to endure this dry tone any longer, and said angrily: "You have all felt weak and unmotivated all day today, right?"
"Yes," the subordinate said dryly, "the general said that if we stay here for too long, if we continue, we will all be ruined."
"I tell you, no!" Xie Zhong shouted, "It's because you are all poisoned! You all go to hell! Qiniang!"
Xie Qiniang was stunned and looked at Xie Zhong with wide eyes.
Xie Zhong said: "What are you waiting for? Take action!"
The subordinate reacted a few beats slower and said in surprise: "Prime Minister, what does poisoning mean? What kind of poison is it?"
Xie Zhong roared at Xie Qiniang: "Hurry!"
Xie Qiniang bit her teeth, suddenly pulled out the dagger from her sleeve, and stabbed the subordinate as fast as she could!
The men were frightened, and when they wanted to fight back, they found that they had no strength at all. Xie Qiniang's next knife went straight to his mouth, penetrating from the mouth to the back of his head, making him unable to even scream.
One sword, two swords, three swords...
Xie Qiniang went crazy and stabbed him continuously.
The men were already on the ground and had no air to breathe. Xie Qiniang stood up stiffly and stared at the brains and blood on the ground.
Xie Zhong smiled and said happily: "Qiniang, you did a good job."
Xie Qiniang slowly turned her head and looked at him: "Then, where are those people?"
"Same, and they are drinking," Xie Zhong said with a smile, "Let's go, they have been hunting all day, and we will hunt them too."
Xie Qiniang responded: "...Yes."
There were a lot of curses in the backyard, and they were all talking about how tired they were today. Some said they couldn't walk, some said they couldn't breathe, and some said they were too tired to even pee.
Xie Zhong listened outside with a smile.
There was a lamp burning in the courtyard. The lamp paper was old and the candle flame was dim. It illuminated his and Xie Qiniang's faces gray and yellow, like ghosts.
