She was pacing back and forth in the yard, holding her hands in front of her body, but couldn't say anything.
Everyone in the yard was frightened.
Since I have known this girl, I have seen her cry and laugh, and more often, I have seen her look gentle, but I have never seen her angry.
Even when I met those bandits, I didn't do this.
"Miss, what's wrong?" Liu'er jumped over and shouted excitedly, "Who made you angry?"
Miss Jun did not answer her as usual, she just walked back and forth with an angry look on her face.
"Miss..." Liu'er didn't know what to ask, so she could only remain angry.
The village women didn't dare to speak or persuade. Shopkeeper Deshengchang looked at the letter paper and bamboo tubes thrown on the ground and didn't dare to pick them up. Liu'er ignored them and didn't know whether he should ask.
The aroma of rice cakes spread in the yard, and laughter came one after another from the village, making the atmosphere here even more stagnant.
"Miss Jun, come here." The woman's steady voice came, with an air of refusal.
Miss Jun glanced at her, but did not follow her words.
The girl's eyes were round, like an angry little beast.
Such a child must have been proud, stubborn and very creative since childhood.
Mrs. Yu looked at her.
"What's the use of beating it?" she said, "If you don't want to look at it, just burn it."
Eh, are you trying to teach my lady a lesson? Liu'er stared at her.
Who are you?
She was about to say something, but she saw Miss Jun exhaled, leaned over and picked up the bamboo tube and the creed.
"Something happened." She raised her head and said to the women in the yard, "Aunts, please wait and make the rice cakes later."
The women breathed a sigh of relief.
"Okay, okay, let's go and divide the prepared ones first," they said.
As they spoke, they quickly packed up their things and were busy but not in a mess.
The young man who had retreated to Mrs. Yu looked surprised. He had been following these women for two days. Whether they spoke or acted, these women were very common and ordinary village women. But at this moment, he looked at these women.
The uniform movements of the people reminded him inexplicably of the movements of the men when they met the robbers.
If the pots, pans and chopping boards held by these women were replaced with spears and broadswords, they would seem to be no worse than those of the men.
Almost in the blink of an eye, these women had packed up and left the yard.
The courtyard fell into silence again.
Mrs. Yu didn't say anything anymore, she held the young man's arm and started to go in.
"Emperor." Miss Jun suddenly spoke, her voice a little hoarse, obviously trying her best to hold back her emotions, "I want to negotiate peace with the Jin people."
The shopkeeper yelled, looking shocked. Mrs. Yu stood still, her tall figure stiffening slightly.
Only Liu'er was very happy that the lady was willing to speak, and it didn't matter what she said.
"How to negotiate a peace?" the shopkeeper asked anxiously.
He didn't even care that there was a strange woman in the yard, not to mention that the lady didn't avoid her.
"Is it true? We really have to follow the Jinren's conditions..." the shopkeeper continued.
Miss Jun tore up the note in her hand.
"Yes." She shouted angrily, "Yes, that waste."
She said with tears blurring her eyes.
Isn't it quite powerful? He killed his brother, forced his father to death, and seized the country.
Isn't it quite powerful? For the sake of this country, he can do all kinds of things like being unkind, unjust, unfaithful and unfilial, like a beast. How come he wants to negotiate peace when others come to take away his country?
Six counties, how big the territory, how many people, he just said he didn't want it, so he didn't want it?
He doesn't want it anymore?
It was taken back after ten years of fighting and bought with the blood of many soldiers. It was the result of ten years of garrisoning and resisting in the bitter cold in exchange for recuperating and recuperating, and raising a wealthy people.
He said he didn’t want it, so he didn’t want it?
"How can he say it?" Miss Jun looked at Deshengchang's shopkeeper, "How can he say it?"
The shopkeeper looked at her, shook his head, and subconsciously took a step back.
He couldn't answer this question, and he didn't know.
Why do we need to negotiate peace?
We haven't seen the 100,000 gold soldiers gathered, we haven't fought yet, and yet we are negotiating for peace? Isn't that scary?
"The Duke of Guo has not been defeated." He could only say, "No matter how many gold thieves come, the Duke of Guo will not be defeated. Thirty thousand, fifty thousand, one hundred thousand, the Duke of Guo will not be afraid. Why...
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The soldiers in the front are not afraid of death. What are they afraid of sitting in the rear?
"What are they afraid of?" Miss Jun looked at Liu'er.
"Yes." Although he didn't know what the young lady said, Liu'er immediately shouted angrily, "What are they afraid of? We are not afraid."
Miss Jun looked at her and laughed, but she also felt like crying.
"Yes, we are not afraid, so what is he afraid of?" she said, looking at another person in the yard.
At some point, Mrs. Yu supported the young man and turned around, listening to her words.
Her expression was solemn and calm, and the young man was obviously shocked and angry, with veins popping up on his face.
Miss Jun looked at him.
"Young man, if I give you a knife and kill the gold thief, do you dare?" she said.
The young man is less than twenty years old and is a very shy person. He has not spoken a word in two days since he came here.
"Of course I dare!" he shouted immediately.
"Yes, we all dare, why doesn't he?" Miss Jun asked.
This kid really wants an answer.
"Because everyone has their own fears." Mrs. Yu said, waving to Miss Jun, "Okay, my child, don't worry about it. Sometimes you can't judge others by yourself."
That’s not how you use yourself to save others, right? It’s just like the two previous poems about remembering the separation of loved ones.
This lady is really...
Miss Jun couldn't help laughing again, raised her hand and rubbed her nose and mouth.
After this interruption, her mood calmed down a little.
Yes, you can't judge others by yourself. If she dares, others may not necessarily dare.
"Let's wait for the specific news." She took a deep breath and looked at the shopkeeper.
The news is urgent, so the most important thing is to be delivered by carrier pigeon first, and the details will be delivered quickly later.
The shopkeeper nodded.
"I'll go back right away," he said.
Miss Jun watched him leave and stood in the yard without moving.
Perhaps the women have spread the news about what happened here. The original laughter in the village has disappeared, and the quietness has returned to the past. It is quieter than before, and even the braying of cattle and sheep has disappeared.
"I never dreamed of it," Miss Jun said to herself.
I thought he was vicious and shameless, I thought he was ungrateful, I thought he was a beast, but I didn't expect him to be such a stern and evil-hearted waste.
The so-called ruthlessness and treachery were originally only used on one's own relatives and those who were not prepared for him.
"Miss, what are you thinking about?" Liu'er asked from the side.
Miss Jun looked ahead.
"I want to curse," she said.
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"My **** ancestor grandma!"
A man jumped up from the stone, cursed loudly, threw the letter in his hand on the ground, and stepped on it hard with his cowhide boots.
Because the movement was too violent, the beard that was half hanging on the ears fell off.
"Brother." A man who heard the sound and looked over warned, "My beard has fallen off."
The man who was called eldest brother turned his head, revealing Zhu Zan's clean and angular face.
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Thanks for the well-known reward on page 11 and his jade (*^__^*) hehe... thank you.
Thank you everyone, this week has been really long. (To be continued)