Chapter 0525 On the importance of coaxing a good wife on weekdays
Seeing Hua Wan gloating about his misfortune, Feng Yong became angry.
He got up from the ground and snorted, "You're laughing your ass off!"
Who doesn't have mud on their body when working in the fields? I just have a lot of mud on my body, what's so strange about it?
Hua Wan choked, folded her arms, with a sneer on her face, a look of disdain, and said nothing.
When Feng Yong saw her like this, he felt even more angry.
This little girl is totally ignorant!
At that moment, he deliberately looked up and down the short girl from Nanzhong, then glanced meaningfully at Guan Suo, and then said slowly, "I have warned you a long time ago, there will be no results between you and Shiro.
"
Hua Wan's expression froze, and then she remembered that the guy in front of her had indeed said such a thing, and then she remembered that Guan Shiro had been avoiding her intentionally or unintentionally, and she felt as if her heart had been stabbed hard.
She really didn't expect that this guy would be so shameless, marrying the third wife of the Guan family, and even coveting the fourth son of the Guan family...
"Aren't you afraid that I will tell your wife?"
Hearing this, Feng Yong followed her example just now, crossed his arms and sneered. He first glanced at Guan Ji provocatively, and then glanced provocatively at Huawan. Although he was silent, the meaning was self-evident.
Guan Ji glared at Feng Yong angrily.
Huawan's teeth were chattering.
Seeing Guan Ji like this again, my heart was stabbed again.
"Shameless!"
Hua Wan cursed, her eye circles suddenly turned red, and tears burst out of her eyes.
Okay, this time I no longer cried tears of laughter, but tears of anger.
"What does it have to do with you? Don't forget, this husband is living with me now!"
Feng Yong stabbed him for the third time.
"Live...live together?"
Huawan was stunned, yes, they did live together.
She originally thought that the two were in-laws and had a good relationship. In addition, there were few places to live in Qiong Dudu now, so the two of them lived together. She didn't expect that the truth turned out to be like this?
This straight-tempered girl just feels dizzy. How can she be the opponent of a smooth-talking and shameless person?
She looked at Guan Ji with extremely complex eyes.
Guan Ji's eyes were wandering and she didn't dare to look at her.
Hua Wan first said "bah", then finally couldn't hold it back anymore, said "wow" again, and ran away crying.
Feng Tibi looked at Hua Wan running away and coughed in embarrassment.
"Satisfied?"
Guan Ji asked dumbfounded.
"Who told her to covet my lover?"
Feng Yong said harshly.
"What nonsense are you talking about!"
Guan Ji was annoyed and laughed at the same time. She really couldn't do anything about this person, "Looking at you now, why don't you go back and wash yourself quickly?"
Feng Yong snorted and smiled, "Who kicked me down?"
"You don't blame me, but that lady's voice was so loud that I couldn't control it..."
Guan Ji blushed.
"Okay, I don't blame you, I blame her, so what's wrong with me saying a few words about her?"
What does your wife have to complain about?
Of course it's about hating outsiders.
My whole body was covered in mud and I couldn't walk normally, so I had to spread my legs and waddle back like a duck.
After walking a few steps, I turned around and saw Guan Ji still standing there. I couldn't help but shout, "Come on, what are you doing standing still?"
Guan Ji said "Oh" and followed suit like an angry little daughter-in-law, lowering her head and following behind.
A man covered in mud walks in front with no shame at all, while a clean man follows behind, but has to lower his head, which feels very embarrassing.
The cook in the yard was shocked when she saw the master's appearance, thinking something had happened.
"It's okay, it just fell into the field. Hurry up and prepare some hot water. Burn more. I want to take a good wash."
Feng Yong waved his hand, indicating that it was nothing serious.
With no outsiders around, Guan Ji slowly walked over, her head lowered, as if she had done something wrong, and whispered, "Alang, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."
"It's okay. I don't blame you for this. I was also shocked at the time. Besides, it's normal for people who work in the fields to fall into the fields."
When I was a child, I worked with the adults in the fields, especially when planting rice seedlings. The field ridges were small and slippery, so falling into the fields was very common and it was not a big deal.
However, when Guan Ji heard Feng Yong's words, she raised her head, her eyes were a little red, and she thought Feng Yong was comforting her, looking ashamed and moved.
Seeing her timid appearance, and recalling her heroic demeanor when leading the troops, Feng Tibi couldn't help but swallow his saliva.
Seeing that there was no one around, he whispered, "Xijun, if you really want to apologize, just help me clean myself later..."
When Guan Ji heard this, she immediately understood what he meant, her face became even redder, her eyes were rippling, and her eyes began to wander again.
The hot water was boiled quickly, and Feng Yong first soaped himself up, and then began to rinse carefully.
Although the idea of using tung oil to make soap in large quantities failed, at least he is a pig farmer himself.
There is no way to make it into a product, but you can still make some for your own use.
After taking a bath for a long time, Feng Yong looked at the bathroom door countless times, and finally sighed. It had been so long and there was no movement. It seemed that there was no hope for the mandarin duck bath.
With this thought in mind, I rinsed the foam off my body and soaked in a big bucket with a little disappointment.
At this moment, the door suddenly creaked and a figure sneaked in.
Feng Tubou was overjoyed and quickly turned his head to look. However, the heat in the bucket was rising, and he could only vaguely see a graceful figure.
"Don't look around."
As soon as she caught sight of a veil floating behind her from the corner of her eyes, her head was pulled straight from behind, and Guan Ji's voice trembled a little.
"Okay, don't look at it."
Feng Yong chuckled and sat upright.
A stream of hot water was poured over his head, and a hand was gently rubbing his hair.
"My hair has been washed."
Feng Yong said softly.
She felt Guan Ji's hand stop, then she put it to her head and smelled it.
"Why don't you come down and wash yourself?"
"No." Guan Ji made a "pop" sound, patted her back hard, and said dissatisfiedly, "Always thinking about dirty things."
"We are an old married couple, so what are we afraid of? Besides, what can be called dirty things between husband and wife?"
"Bah! Who is old and married to you?"
"You!"
Feng Yong reached out and took the hand that was rubbing his back, then turned his head and said with a smile, "Holding my son's hand and growing old together with him, wouldn't they be considered an old husband and wife?"
This time I could see clearly that Guan Ji was only wearing a red gauze, and her tall and graceful figure made people's blood swell.
"Big hooligan!"
Guan Ji saw the twinkling light in Feng Yong's eyes, and her face became even more shy.
Above the neck, the skin is reddish.
Feng Yong was sitting in the bathtub, and Guan Ji was standing by the bathtub, with a pair of straight and round beautiful legs almost touching her face, which made Feng Yong's mouth dry and his heart palpitating.
The next person couldn't help it anymore and suddenly hugged Guan Ji into the bucket.
"Yeah! My clothes are wet..."
Guan Ji shouted hurriedly and was about to struggle.
"It's better when it's wet, it looks better when it's wet."
Only someone's extremely obscene voice was heard.
Guan Ji's eyes were filled with water, and she gave Feng Yong a charming and charming look.
"rogue!"
"hey-hey!"
With Ningzhi in his arms, the gangster was about to lift his hand, but Guan Ji took the initiative to hug him and whispered in his ear, "Alang, thank you."
"Thank me for what?"
Feng Yongqi said.
"Thank you Alang for being so kind to me."
As soon as Feng Yong heard this, he knew that she was still apologetic for kicking him into the paddy field, so he patted her smooth back and coaxed, "You are my beloved, husband and wife are one, and I don't do anything to you."
Okay, then who should I treat well?"
"Um……"
Guan Ji murmured, her nasal voice touching the heart.
The water ripples gently...
"Oh... hiss... tap, tap, oh, yes, that's it..."
Feng Yong shivered and closed his eyes in relief.
At the same time, I secretly thought in my heart, corruption, corruption, this feudal society is really corrupt to the extreme, how can this pre-marital education teach women such things...
Sure enough, it is very important to coax your wife well on weekdays!
In April of the fourth year of Jianxing of the Han Dynasty, Langlu returned to the camp of the Yanniu tribe and described in detail what he saw and heard in Qiongdu to the king of the Yanniu tribe.
"Nowadays, Qiongdu is undergoing extensive construction work, rebuilding the city walls, and cultivating farms, and it has begun to show signs of prosperity. The soldiers under his command have high morale and well-organized camps. They are elite men."
"What's more important is that under the orders of the Ghost King, everyone, regardless of Han or barbarian, obeys the orders and no one disobeys them. As long as they work hard, everyone will have enough food to eat and they won't have to suffer from hunger."
"Even the old people of Dongqu, who were frightened by the power of the Ghost King and had enough food to satisfy their hunger, still worked with peace of mind and did not miss their old masters..."
"Can there be food in the Dongqu Department?" Lang Lu asked in surprise.
In the past, tribes attacked each other, and those who were exterminated, except for women who were kidnapped and had a chance to survive, all the old and weak were killed.
As for Jingzhuang, most of them were almost killed in battle.
Even those who survived became the slaves of the victor. Every winter, they were the first to freeze to death and starve to death.
This ghost king, even if he doesn't kill people, he still gives enough food rations?
This is not like what was rumored.
Lang Li nodded, "Although the work is more arduous than that of the tribes that actively seek refuge, and they are often monitored on weekdays, there is no shortage of food rations."
"I didn't expect the Ghost King to be such a generous person."
Lang Lu sighed in admiration, and then thought that some people in his tribe were still starving, while the old people of the Dongqu tribe who had been exterminated could have enough to eat every day, and suddenly felt a little unbalanced in his heart.
"Your Majesty, the tribes around Qiongdu are divided into two tribes. One is like the Dongqu tribe. They were defeated and captured. They are slaves of the ghost king and have no freedom."
"The second is to take the initiative to surrender. As long as you obey the orders of the Ghost King, the Ghost King will set aside a place for him to live, and the leader will still control his tribe. On weekdays, he will build cities and open up wasteland, and distribute his own rations. In the future, he will be able to allocate fields according to head.
No need to worry about famine."
Having said this, Lang Lu glanced at Lang Li and said, "Many people in our Yanniu tribe froze to death and starved to death last winter. Now the tribe's food rations are not much, and many people cannot eat enough."
"So I thought, what if I take my troops and go to the Ghost King to save some rations and leave them to the King's headquarters. In this case, everyone can have enough to eat. What do you think?"
Lang Lu's heart moved.
The Yanniu tribe is actually a tribe composed of several tribes, and he does not have the final say alone.
The leaders below actually lead their own tribes on weekdays. Only when big things happen, they will gather together.
The reason why he is the king of the Yanniu tribe is because he has the largest tribe, so everyone is willing to listen to him.
Although Lang Li was asking for his opinion, he was actually giving him face as the king of the Yanniu tribe.
Thinking of the praise he had just given to Qiongdu and the Ghost King, it seemed that he had already made up his mind.
What's more, he was willing to leave rations.
"It's just that uncle, aren't you afraid that the Ghost King will annex your tribe?"
Although Lang Lu was happy to see his headquarters grow, Lang Li was his uncle after all, so he was a little worried.
"Your Majesty, our Yanniu tribe has been nomadic in Hanjia County for nearly a hundred years, and now there are only a few thousand households. Why? It is precisely because of insufficient food rations that many people freeze to death and starve to death every winter."
"Continuing like this is not an option. The Han people are strong and looked down on us in the past. Now we finally have a ghost king who treats the Han people as barbarians. This is the opportunity for our Yanniu tribe to go out. I don't want to lose this opportunity."
Lang Li wanted to take his tribe to Qiongdu, but he actually had selfish motives.
There is no hope for him to become the king of the Yanniu tribe in this life. Instead of being trapped in the mountains of Hanjia County and watching his tribesmen freeze to death and starve to death every year, it is better to be like those tribes in Qiongdu.
At least you don't have to worry about running out of food.
Listening to whose words is not listening?
More importantly, the Ghost King has now captured the hearts of the Han barbarians in Qiongdu, and coupled with the elite soldiers under his command, Lang Li is deeply shocked: The Ghost King has only been in Qiongdu for a short time, and he can make everyone in Qiongdu work with peace of mind. This is extraordinary.
All you can do.
Now that Lang Lu has led his army into Yuexun, it is considered an offense. Who knows if he will be resented by the Ghost King?
Back then, Gaoding, Meng Huo and others occupied the three counties of Nanzhong. Their military strength was several times stronger than that of the Yanniu tribe. Where is An now?
Even though the Dongqu Tribe and the Zhuoma Tribe are not as good as the Yanniu Tribe, they are not too far apart. How fast could their defeat be?
Advancement is beneficial, retreating is harmful. Whether it is advancement or retreat, why bother asking?
Lang Lu has never been to Qiongdu and has not seen the appearance of Qiongdu with his own eyes, so naturally he does not understand Langli's psychology.
When I heard this, I thought he was really thinking about the Yanniu Department, so I nodded in agreement: "Since my uncle has made up his mind, I won't stop him."
After thinking for a while, he asked again, "It's just that Dong Kuiqu kept saying he wanted revenge, but now my uncle is going to join the Ghost King, so how can we explain it to him?"
"Why explain?"
Lang Li sneered, "We took away all the old things in his hands. He didn't say anything, but I'm afraid he also has resentment in his heart. Now that I'm going to seek refuge with the Ghost King, I might as well borrow another item from him."
When Lang Lu heard this, he immediately understood and nodded, "Then Dongkuiqu was very violent in the past. Not to mention the Dongqu tribe, other tribes were also bullied by it. If we kill him, we are not afraid of anyone saying that
What, just..."
Having said this, he had a somewhat embarrassed look on his face, "What about the horse-catching department? Wei Lang is usually very popular, but now that he is in a desperate situation, he cannot be easily attacked."
"The captured horse is brave. Your Majesty can keep it and provide it with food. When you attack other tribes later, you can drive it to the front. It can be regarded as a good dog."
Lang Li suggested.
"good!"
Lang Lu praised.
The uncle and nephew had already discussed it, so they devised a plan to falsely invite Dongkaiqu to a banquet. When he arrived at the camp, a group of guards swarmed in and hacked him to death.
Langli had his head chopped off, and then took his head and his tribe to defect to the Ghost King.
When Wei Lang of the horse-capturing department saw Dong Qukai's fate, he was terrified, fearing that he would also end up in the same fate and secretly run away with someone else one night.