"If they can really set off the storm, I will look at them!"
Jin Feng looked at the backs of the scholars, and said disdain: "His Royal Highness can rest assured that Shi Xiang burned his head. This group of people ran out of light. Obviously, it was a group of unsteady people who had a strong faith.
"So Mr. will deliberately let go of his ruthless words and scare them, right?"
The Princess Nine immediately understood Jin Feng's meaning.
"Yes, I just want them to feel that I am a madman who does not blink, so as not to run every day and be upset."
Jin Feng said with a smile.
It turns out that Jin Feng's decision is right.
When the scholars go back, they will inevitably scold the cursing, but no one dares to go to the big python to make trouble again.
They are really afraid that Jin Feng will interrupt their legs, or grab them and send them to the barracks.
Coupled with Jin Feng's intention to let people preach the marriage of Han Feng and Shi Lingyun everywhere, the attention of the people is gradually shifted.
Now the streets and alleys are discussing the marriage between the two, and fewer and fewer people discuss the loses.
So this farce is thunderous, the rain is small, and it will calm down soon.
Under the deliberate arrangements of Han Feng, this argument also quickly spread throughout the selection camp.
The girls heard that the scholars were troubled, and they finally returned to their calm hearts, and began to stun again.
Now that the scholars who know the troubles are all scolded by Mr. Jin, many girls calm down again.
The performance stage drama occupies the school field, and the selection is paused.
Many girls guessed that this was deliberately arranged by Jin Feng, but after the stage play and this scolding war, the girls were not in a hurry, and no one would no longer urge the results.
Instead, more girls focus on the marriage of Han Feng and Shi Lingyun.
如今要说选拔营里谁的人气最高,不是金锋,而是石凌云.
所有姑娘都把她当成了偶像,都在期待她和故事里一样,和韩风有个美好的大团圆结局.
Jin Feng and Princess Nine, Qing Xinyao discussed it, and after communicating with Han Feng and Shi Lingyun, he decided to set the wedding on the day of the monument to be held.
Because of sufficient labor, the monument is very fast, and now it has been erected.
Hundreds of stonemiths recruited from all over the place of Nishikawa have been engraved with stone monuments day and night.
The military horse battalion was broken, and Danzhu had no energy to collect corpses to the people of Dakang. After Jin Feng captured the camp, he ordered people to converge carefully the corpses of the people in the Jun Ma Ying, and then confirmed the identity one by one.
At this time, the stonemiths carved their names on the stone monument.
Hundreds of stonemiths work at the same time, and the speed is still fast.
A few days later, dozens of stone monuments stood around the monument.
The wedding of Han Feng and Shi Lingyun was also held on this day.
Numerous people got news and ran out of the city to see the fun.
For a time, the entire Great Mangpo was crowded.
All the people are looking forward to seeing what the legendary heroes look like.
Is it as beautiful and cool as the story?
But the people were not waiting for the welcoming team, but saw a funeral team transferred from the hillside next to it.
"Who's so unknown? Wedding here is holding a wedding. Are they coming to bury people, don't you find obscurity for others?"
"That's it, it's too bold!"
"I am married today, but the adults of the Zhenyuan Dart Bureau. Let's wait and see, this family is over!"
"It's time to live after the egg, I really don't know how to die!"
"No, why do this funeral team wearing clothes from Zhenyuan Dart Bureau?"
"It seems really."
"Well, you see, there are women lifting the coffin!"
"Where?"
"In front of the coffin, isn't it a woman?"
"Really, who is this, why is it so unconventional, how can a woman lift the coffin?"
"Don't talk nonsense, that's the Princess of Nine!"
"I think you don't talk nonsense. How can the princess of the Tang Dynasty lift the coffin for others?"
"If you don't believe it, I live at the gate of the city. The nine princesses have not taken a carriage in the city twice, but they are riding on horseback. I can see clearly!"
"My family gave food to Qingfu. I went to Qingfu once and saw the nine princesses, that is, her! And the two people behind the nine princesses, one was our state herdsman, the other was the Mencius of the Wesheng Army.
I have seen it in Qingfu! "
"A coffin four people are lifted, three of which are princess, state herd and a general, who is the other person?"
"Do you still use to ask? It must be Mr. Jin of the Zhenyuan Dart Bureau!"
"My God, who is this coffin, the princess, the state herd, Mr. Jin and General Mengli to lift the coffin together?"
"I don't know, it must be a big man!"
"But I haven't heard of any big man who died this time."
Nympho
The forefront of the funeral team is Jin Feng, Princess Nine, four people in Qingxinyao and Meng Tianhai.
The four of them carried a dark coffin.
Because there are too many people who died this time, there are too many coffins they need, and the surrounding woods are not enough.
Therefore, each coffin specification is smaller than normal coffin, and it is much thinner.
There is no corpse inside, just a few ashes are installed.
This is also no way, because the coffin is not enough.
In a pair of coffins, there are only a few ashes of the altar.
Even so, the four people are not too difficult to lift.
But they did not go fast.
The people are curious, who they are lifted.
"Don't guess, His Royal Highness and Mr. Jin are not a big man, but ordinary soldiers and the people who help us to capture the army."
A soldier who was responsible for maintaining order said: "All coffins are the same, there are no highs and lows."
"Princess Dangtang gave ordinary soldiers, the people lift the coffin?"
The people who heard this were stunned.
"All coffins are the same?"
Some people's attention is attracted by another sentence: "How many coffins are there?"
The soldiers who maintained order this time did not answer them, but the people they saw it.
Behind Jin Feng's four, there are four darts.
There is also a thin coffin, and there are also a few altar ashes in the coffin.
Then more and more coffin appears from behind the foot of the mountain.
There are too many coffins, and the dart division is not enough.
Then the soldiers of Tiehuying.
Next is the soldiers of the Vegetables.
A mouthful of coffin came out of the hillside, and the funeral team became longer and longer. At a glance, I couldn't see it.
The people at the beginning of the discussion were hot, but as the coffin became more and more, the atmosphere gradually became solemn.
"Son, your father is also in the coffin, kneel down for your father, and send your father for the last journey!"
A lucky woman said pressed her son's shoulder.
Her man died in the military horse camp, and the body was converged by the dartman. Now the ashes are also in one of the coffins.
The eighty -nine -year -old son has understood the meaning of death ignorant. In a word, he bite his lips and kneel down at the funeral team.
If someone takes the lead, someone will follow.
In the end, on the large open space, only soldiers who maintained order were still standing, and all the people kneeling.
But this time they kneeling are not the nine princesses of the queen daughter, nor the parents of the parents, but they are kneeling these soldiers and people to resist the enemy's death.