Chapter 1193 1193: It’s fun this time (Part 1) [Please vote]
Your home is gone~oh~
Qian Yong said this sentence in many twists and turns, in a strange way.
This situation and scene accurately shattered the dignity that the leader of Zhen Kingdom had tried so hard to preserve. Instantly, his anger surged like a mountain, he jumped like thunder, and said in a hoarse voice: "A scholar can be killed but not humiliated. Uncle Qian, you - poof -"
Qian Yong saw that his face was turning blue at a speed visible to the naked eye, his eyes were as wide as copper bells, and he was holding his chest in pain, so he guessed that the Lord of Zhen Kingdom was out of breath and holding it in. He raised his hand and patted his vest.
Infuse martial energy to break through the blockage brute force.
Accompanied by the severe pain, fresh air rushed into his nasal cavity to soothe the burning in his lungs. He gasped for air as if he had survived the disaster, and his fingers on his hands trembled uncontrollably. He experienced two brushes with death in a short period of time.
, one can imagine how big the psychological shadow is. Qian Yong was very dissatisfied with his performance——
It feels good, but not enough.
"Why don't you ask me for help?"
This is the scene that I like to see in revenge stories.
The enemy is as motionless as a dead fish, making it boring to watch.
Qian Yong could only put the words "The villain will succeed" on his face, and clearly told the leader of the Zhen Kingdom that he was just here to entertain the other party and have fun: "I am different from you. You were unkind and unrighteous back then.
Regardless of the friendship between classmates, how can I be such a villain? As long as you open your mouth, I guarantee that you will survive, but you will only be a commoner in the future."
Hehehe, he is still a commoner in his home field.
Whether Qian Yong is in a good mood or not, he can pull it out to admire it.
The leader of Zhen Kingdom was so angry that his chest heaved rapidly.
If he could survive, of course he would be willing to do so. After death, he would have nothing, and while alive, he could still lurk in the dark and plot. There is a premise for all this - there is no lack of wealth and glory! Let him become an ordinary commoner? This is not the same as
Is it different to be an ant?
Ants and common people can be easily trampled to death by the powerful!
How could Qian Yong, a dark and despicable person, miss the opportunity to humiliate himself? Knowing that the commander-in-chief of Kang State was Qian Yong, his tense nerves relaxed a lot, and the guilt of killing his wife and daughter disappeared - he was not wrong.
Kill! If they are allowed to fall into Qian Yong's hands alive, Qian Yong will definitely humiliate them until they die because of his despicable character and his unscrupulous despicable behavior!
He killed them with one sword to reduce their pain.
"You! Fart!"
The Lord of Zhen Kingdom spat out a mouthful of frothy bloody phlegm.
Qian Yong squatted down and looked strange.
"You magnanimously spared the life of a bereaved dog, but you are still not satisfied? If you don't want this or that, then what do you want? Do you still want glory and wealth? If you become a slave to a subjugated country, you should have the consciousness of a subjugated slave! Glory, wealth, high official position
Rich salary, title of king or marquis? If you haven't peed now, find a river and drink a few sips, let it brew for a while and shine it on your old face, see if you are worthy? If you are too scared to pee, I can do it for you, even if you have
It's a little yellow, which makes it look even worse when photographed..."
The leader of Zhen Kingdom was so ashamed and angry that he wanted to die.
He did humiliate Qian Yong back then, but how could he be as vulgar as him? He breathed heavily and roared with hatred: "Uncle Qian, if you have the guts, kill me! If you are a man, kill me!"
Qian Yong asked him to calm down.
"Don't worry, it's better to live than die."
The military merit of capturing the leader of Zhen Kingdom alive is greater than that of a dead man.
Qian Yong's calculations were loud and clear.
"Come here, tie him up and end the fight as soon as possible! If you hurry up, you can make it in time for dinner! Let the people below remember not to miss those who should be arrested, and don't touch those who shouldn't be arrested, and be careful about military law!"
During the melee, the situation was chaotic, and there was no guarantee that there would be no soldiers taking advantage of the chaos, violating laws and discipline. Qian Yong had been fighting for a lifetime and was accustomed to this phenomenon, but he could not stand up to the disallowance from above.
Whatever the superiors think, he will do.
In this regard, Qian Yong's cooperation is very high.
Every time I clean the battlefield, I have to give three or five orders, and I have to remind everyone that there are still people stepping on thunder. This is really an old man who has hanged himself. He is impatient and cannot save him: "Come on, come on, classmate, take me to visit
The Lord has come to a new home."
After taking two steps, he stopped.
He turned around and ordered: "Seal all the city gates!"
Don't let the fat sheep packing up your belongings get away!
The subordinate officer cupped his fists and accepted the order: "I obey my orders!"
Qian Yong smiled brightly and waved: "Go and get busy!"
Under normal circumstances, soldiers are not allowed to rape or plunder, let alone harass the common people, and violators are subject to military law. However, occasionally there are unusual situations, and some restrictions can be relaxed appropriately.
For example, a person flees with his family carrying a large amount of property.
Such people are generally either rich or noble.
In times of chaos, bandits are running rampant. Who else can you keep an eye on if you don’t keep an eye on the fat sheep? It is inevitable to lose a few, a dozen or even dozens of cars and property. This is also to blame for them running away, not even revealing their wealth.
Got it, I was targeted by a gangster!
If they had stayed at home, how could these accidents have happened? Their troops would never break into someone's home and rob them.
When Qian Yong first found out, he thought Shen Tang was unnecessary.
[If you ask your soldiers to come directly to your door and ask for it, how dare they refuse to give it to you?]
You have to beat around the bush, take off your pants and fart!
Shen Tang said: [We are not bandits!]
Qian Yong:【……】
Shen Tang explained: [The purpose is not to make more money but to attack the local gangsters, severely weaken their spirit, and give them power. At the same time, we can also make some extra money.]
Qian Yong was puzzled: [What’s the difference?]
[I feel like I'm a bitch setting up an archway...] He opened his mouth to say something unpleasant, and paused to correct it, [No, I'm setting up a duck's archway! I can't be a bitch either... The person who was robbed is not stupid, and he
Can you not guess what happened to us?】
Shen Tang said: [So what if you guessed it? No one believes it!]
Are there more rich people who are robbed, or ordinary people who are not harassed? Shen Tang can just control the heart of the latter, and the former will bark as much as she likes. If she is annoyed, she will kill them with gold coins any day they are short of money.
If you come a few times, you will become more honest.
Qian Yong rubbed his fingers: [This, this...]
Shen Tang:【……】
Looking at Qian Yong, who was hesitating but clearly hinting at himself with his movements, Shen Tang waved his hand: [OK, OK——]
70% must be confiscated and the remaining 30% should be rewarded.
Shen Tang doesn't care how this part is allocated.
Some things should not be done too much. She blocked most of the sources of gray income for the current military commanders, and strictly required them not to do this or that, and not to disturb the local people after conquering cities and territories. Violators would be dealt with according to military law. In exchange, other Of course, some aspects should be relaxed appropriately. This part of the reward is a compromise.
But there is one thing -
【Don't fool me with shoddy goods.】
Among the military generals, there are Gong Xiqiu who is dedicated to practicing fighting and is not sensitive to money; there is Yun Ce who is conscientious and conscientious in his duties; he does not insist on fame and fortune, and there are also old sticks like Qian Yong who want to get a little bit of everything. Lin Zi Nowadays, there are all kinds of birds. Shen Tang cannot ask everyone to be pure and kind. This is unrealistic. This will inevitably lead to some people who are greedy for profit and do some small things in this part of the income, such as concealing it, for example, transferring defective products to Confiscate, keep the good ones and divide them up...
Shen Tang can only tell the ugly story first.
Qian Yong naturally understands this too.
He has repeatedly stated that he is very aware of current affairs.
This is indeed the case. Even Zhao Feng could not control himself and encouraged Li Wan to engage in Zhenguo mentality. Qian Yong, an old man, was like a mess. What is Shen Tang's bottom line? He is probably better than most civil and military officials. The officer can still see clearly, it’s just an old fox!
The whole process from the ground dragon turning over to the city being destroyed and the melee to the commotion calming down took less than an hour. Some people living in remote areas were still in a fog, unaware that the city under their feet had changed its owner. Until someone shouted that the enemy was invading. !
For a while, the sound of crying for father and mother could be heard all the time.
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Then the man shouted again——
"The fight is over!"
"Then why don't you run away quickly?"
"You can't escape, the city gates are closed by them!"
This news hit everyone's hearts like a bolt from the blue.
An old man shed tears.
She is too familiar with this method. The enemy is extremely vicious. Closing the city gate is a prelude to plundering behind closed doors, or even massacre.
The common people who were behind on the news were as anxious as overheated ants. They could only hide if they could not escape. According to their experience, as long as they hid well and did not let the ancestors of the soldiers catch them, they would be able to escape the disaster. If If you are lucky, you can still save part of your belongings! For a while, there are only a few people on the street and every house is closed.
Lock the door to lock the door, hide the cellar to hide the cellar.
This made Gong Xiqiu unable to find any store if he wanted to buy food.
He was the master who was in charge of killing and burying, and the city had been conquered. The remaining matters were not within his scope. He simply explained a few words and started to move around freely. Today, he had a whim and wanted to try out the new ability of the Martial Gut Totem. Unexpectedly, The consumption of martial energy would be so great that the Five Zang Temples were beating gongs and drums in protest. The logistics had not yet been arranged, so he could only find a nearby restaurant to deal with it.
result--
Restaurants are either closed or open but no one is there.
Gong Xiqiu keenly noticed that there were people watching him secretly. These were common people hiding at home. He was unhappy and was about to go in and grab a cook to work on the business. He caught a glimpse of his elder brother flying from the sky out of the corner of his eye. He hurriedly intercepted the people.
Stop: "Brother!"
Jimo Qiu stopped and asked, "What's the matter?"
Gong Xiqiu said: "Brother, are you still busy?"
There is not much to do in Jimoqiu.
He came here this time simply because he was worried about Gong Xiqiu - his younger brother had a strange destiny, and even had a valor totem. It was strange that he had transformed and evolved again and had the ability to take away people's anger. This ability has always been domineering and easy to lose control.
Difficult to control.
Don't worry if he comes to watch.
If something goes wrong, you can use your divine power to suppress it to minimize the harm. Gong Xiqiu is optimistic that, apart from being a little jerky for the first time, nothing bad happened as he was worried about. Gong Xiqiu waved at him and said with a smile, "If you're not busy,
Have a meal.”
“The restaurant is empty.”
"It's easy, do it yourself."
Ask your brother to come down and take charge of the cooking. Will there be a cook?
Under the secret and anxious gaze of the nearby people, the two men, who spoke with foreign accents and wore military armor, entered the kitchen one after another. The people hiding in the dry well could still hear the conversation between the two brothers.
"Why are there no kitchen utensils?"
Gong Xiqiu said: "For the common people, these appliances can also be self-defense items. They must have been brought with them when fleeing."
Jimo Qiu could only use his martial energy to transform a spatula.
"Fortunately, the ingredients are still there."
If there were any missing ingredients or side dishes, the high priest would sprout them on the spot.
After a while, the fragrant smell filled the air. Gong Xiqiu sat in front of the stove and looked at the fire. He smelled it and found that it was his favorite food. The smile on his lips became a little wider: "Brother,
I haven't seen you in the past month, what are you busy with?"
Jimo Qiu speaks straightforwardly.
"You can't see me because you are always clinging to Adou. With Adou here, can you still see me as a brother in your eyes?" After saying that, the subject changed, "However, I am really busy recently. The new year is approaching, as usual
, I have to prepare for the sacrificial dance, I need to practice."
"Sacrifice dance? Why didn't I see you preparing for it in previous years?"
"There's a war going on."
I may not fight during the Chinese New Year this year.
The so-called sacrificial dance is a sacrificial dance that pleases the gods. It is an important event within the clan. The high priest will dance the sacrificial dance during the ceremony, communicate with the gods through dance music, and listen to the oracle. At the same time, he prays for the peace and prosperity of the clan in the coming year. Gongxi
Qiu loved this day the most when he was a child, and would queue up early every time to wait for the ceremony.
Thinking of the excitement back then and the loneliness now, even Gong Xiqiu couldn't help but sigh: "There are only a few of us, the situation is a bit shabby, I guess even the gods are not willing to come. There are many people in Fengluo, do you want to spend money to find someone?"
Come over here and join in the fun?"
Jimo Qiuli stir-fried vegetables.
From time to time, I pick up the wooden stick and sprinkle something into the pot.
"It's not like God decides whether to come or not based on whether it's hot or not... However, your suggestion is not unreasonable..." His Highness once loved the excitement in the memory. "It's the time when we won a battle and it's the New Year. It's true.
It would be nice to be more lively..."
"What does it have to do with winning the war?"
"I pray to my God that everything will go smoothly and your military fortune will be prosperous."
Gong Xiqiu didn't care about these, he only cared about a little.
"How's your practice going?"
Jimo Qiu sighed: "I haven't practiced for a long time, I'm rusty."
Gong Xiqiu comforted him and said: "What are you afraid of? Practice makes perfect. If the elder brother can't do it alone, the younger brother can do it for me."
Putting on the high priest's costume and performing a sacrificial dance was his biggest dream when he was a child. Even now that he has grown up, this eagerness has not completely disappeared. If the eldest brother can't do it, he will do it!
Jimoqiu didn't answer.
There was just one dish that almost burned Gong Xiqiu's soul out of the ninth heaven. He didn't dare to open his mouth for fear that his throat would burst into flames!
"Why is it so spicy?"
Jimo Qiu calmly handed him the water: "Your Martial Arts Totem has too much death energy, and you are a person from the Yang world after all, so you should not be too close to the death energy. Eating some chili pepper will help you get rid of the death energy as soon as possible."
Gong Xiqiu drank it all in one gulp and felt a little better.
"Ahem, cough, cough, it won't be like this every time, right?"
Then he won't dare to fight with all his strength in the future.
Jimo Qiu opened his eyes, which were similar to Gong Xiqiu's but not much gentler, and said: "No, this is a temporary emergency."
Only then did Gong Xiqiu let go of his hanging heart.
Neither brother has a small appetite, so they swept away all the ingredients in the kitchen, leaving some broken silver behind when Jimo Qiu left. His voice was not loud but could be clearly heard by the people in hiding: "These should be enough to buy, if
If you don't have enough, you can ask me to make up for it."
After that, he bowed and left.
The worried people were left looking at each other.
Jimo Qiu could still fire on his own, but other soldiers did not activate this skill. Some people waited obediently for the logistics to prepare the meal, and some people directly pulled out the cook: "Hurry up and serve the food, I have enough money, I am going to starve to death... these two
Just eat two meals during the day!"
One of the meals was eaten while walking quickly.
Although I'm not so hungry that I can't help it, I'm still holding back the fire.
Break through the city gate as soon as possible so that we can have dinner!
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Alas, the more I look at the cases around me, the more I feel that the relationship between parents and children is "delicate", and there may be some karma.
It's been crazy hot here in Wenzhou these days.
A relative (very close) had a conflict with his parents. The sixty-year-old parents took their elders with them and had no land, so they had to live on the mountain.
The house was built to hold the memorial tablets of the elders), it was super hot there, the old house had no air conditioning, and I went to the mushrooms once, and I was sweating all over while standing still.
In fact, both sides have huge problems, and Shiitake is not taking sides.
I just looked at them with all white hair and a pair of old people (the old parents are in their early 60s, and the old couple are in their 80s) living on the mountain. It is obvious to the naked eye that they are not stable in their old age, and I feel a little sad in my heart, which reminds me of myself.
What is the relationship between children and parents?