Chapter 1193 1193: It’s fun this time (Part 1) [Please vote]


Chapter 1193 1193: It’s fun this time (Part 1) [Please vote]

Your home is gone~ Oh~

Qian Yong said this sentence in twists and turns, in a weird way.

This situation and this scene accurately shattered the dignity that the leader of Zhen Kingdom had tried hard to preserve. Instantly, he was furious and furious. He 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 bells, and he was clutching his chest in pain, so he guessed that the leader of the Zhen Kingdom was so angry that he was holding it back. He raised his hand and patted his vest, injecting martial energy to break through the blockage brutishly.

Along with the severe pain, fresh air rushed into the nose and soothed the burning in the lungs. He gasped for air as if he were surviving a catastrophe, and the knuckles of his hands trembled uncontrollably as he propped himself on the ground. One can imagine the psychological impact of having two brushes with death in a short period of time. Qian Yong was very dissatisfied with his performance——

It was satisfying, but not satisfying enough.

"Why don't you ask me for help?"

This is a favorite passage in revenge stories.

The enemy is as motionless as a dead fish, which is 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. Ding Dian Regardless of differences Window friendship, but how can I be such a villain? As long as you open your mouth, I guarantee that you will survive, but you can only be a commoner in the future."

Hehe, he is still on his home court. Be a common people.

Qian Yong can pull it out to admire whether he is in a good mood or not.

The Lord of Zhenguo was so angry that his chest heaved sharply.

If he could stay alive, of course he would be willing to do so. If he died, he would have nothing, but if he were alive, he could still lurk in the dark and plot. There is a premise for all this - there is no shortage of glory, wealth and honor! Let him become an ordinary citizen? Is this different from being 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 right to kill! If they were allowed to fall into the hands of Qian Yong alive, Qian Yong would definitely humiliate them until they died!

I killed them with one sword to reduce their pain.

“You! Fart!”

The Lord of Zhenguo spat out a mouthful of frothy bloody phlegm.

Qian Yong squatted down, feeling strange.

“You are so magnanimous that you 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 subjugated slave, you should have subjugated slaves. Realize it! Prosperity, wealth, high positions, and titles? If you haven't peed now, take a few sips from a river, let it brew, and take a look at your old face. Do you think you're worthy? It’s ugly...”

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 dare, kill me! If I'm a man, kill me!"

Qian Yong asked him to calm down.

"Don't worry, it's better to die than live."

The military merit of capturing the leader of Zhen Kingdom alive is greater than that of a dead man.

Qian Yong’s abacus was loud.

“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 that you can’t miss those who should be captured, and don’t touch those who shouldn’t be captured. , Be careful with military law! "The situation is chaotic during the melee, and there is no guarantee that soldiers will not take advantage of the chaos and violate discipline. Qian Yong had been fighting all his life and was accustomed to this phenomenon, but he couldn't stand the disallowance from above.

Whatever the higher-ups think, he will do.

In this regard, Qian Yong's cooperation is very high.

Every time I clean the battlefield, I have to give repeated orders and instructions. To remind someone who steps on the thunder is really like an old man hanging himself. He is impatient and cannot save him: "Come on, classmate, take me with you." Let’s visit the Lord’s new home.”

After taking two steps, he stopped.

He turned around and ordered: "Seal all the city gates!"

Don't let the fat sheep who are packing up the belongings escape!

The subordinate officer cupped his fists and accepted the order: "I obey my orders!"

Qian Yong waved his hand with a bright smile: "Go and do your work!"

Under normal circumstances, soldiers cannot rape or rob, let alone Those who disturb the common people will be punished by military law. However, occasionally there are unusual circumstances and some restrictions can be relaxed appropriately.

For example, someone who takes a large amount of property and flees with his family.

This kind of person is generally either rich or noble.

In times of chaos, bandits are rampant. Who else should we keep an eye on if we don’t keep an eye on the fat sheep? It is inevitable to lose a few, a dozen or even dozens of cars at every turn. It's also their fault for running away. They don't even understand the principle of keeping their wealth secret, so they were targeted by gangsters!

If they stayed at home, how could these accidents happen? Their troops never break into someone's home and rob them.

When Qian Yong first found out, he thought Shen Tang was unnecessary.

【You ask your soldiers to come directly to your door and ask for it, how dare they not 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 have more money but to crack down on the local gangsters, severely weaken them, and give them power. At the same time, ——We can also make some extra money. 】

Qian Yong was puzzled: [What’s the difference? 】

[I felt like I was being a bitch setting up an archway...] He opened his mouth to say something unpleasant, and paused to correct, [No, I was setting up an archway like a duck! I can't be a bitch... The person who was robbed is not stupid, how can he not guess what happened to us? 】

Shen Tang said: [So what if you guessed it? No one believes it! 】

Are there more wealthy people who were robbed, or more common people who were not harassed? Shen Tang can just hold the latter's heart, and the former will bark as much as he likes. If they make her unhappy, they will give them gold coins if they are short of money. Come a few times and you will be honest.

Qian Yong rubbed his fingers: [This, this...]

Shen Tang: [...]

Looking at his mouth, he was hesitating, but his movements were clearly suggestive. With his own Qian Yong, Shen Tang waved his hand: [OK, 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 cannot be done too much. She blocked most of the sources of gray income for the current generals, 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 aspects must be relaxed appropriately. This part of the reward is the compromise.

But one thing -

[Don’t fool me with shoddy products. 】

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 dedicated to his duties; he does not insist on fame and fortune; The forest is big and there are all kinds of birds. Shen Tang cannot ask everyone to be pure and good. This is unrealistic. It is inevitable that some people will be greedy for profit and do some small tricks on this part of the income, such as concealing it, confiscating defective products, keeping the good ones and dividing them up...

Shen Tang can only talk about the ugly things ahead.

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 help but encourage Li Wan to adopt the Zhengguo mentality. Qian Yong, an old man, was like a mess. Where is Shen Tang's bottom line? He may be able to see it more clearly than most civil and military officials. He is just an old fox!

From the Earth Dragon's stand-up to the city's destruction and melee, to the commotion subsided, the whole process took less than an hour. Some people who live in remote areas are still in a fog, unaware that the city under their feet has changed its owner. Until someone shouted that the enemy was coming!

For a while, the sound of crying for father and mother could not be heard.

The man shouted again——

“The fight is over!”

“Why don’t you run away quickly?”

"You can't escape, the city gates have been 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 looting and even massacre behind closed doors.

The common people who are not well informed are as anxious as ants on a hot pot. They can only hide if they cannot escape. According to their experience, as long as they hide well and don't let the ancestors of the soldiers catch them, they can avoid disaster. If you are lucky, you can still save part of your belongings! For a time, there were only a few people on the street and every house was 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 is the master who is in charge of killing and not burying. The city has been captured. The remaining things are not within his responsibility. He simply explains a few words and starts to move freely. He had a whim today and wanted to try out the new ability of the Martial Gut Totem. He didn't expect that the consumption of martial energy would be so great. The Five Zang Temples were beating gongs and drums in protest. The logistics haven't been arranged yet, so he can only find a nearby restaurant to deal with it.

Result——

The restaurant is either closed or open but no one is there.

Gong Xiqiu keenly noticed that there were people observing him secretly. These were common people hiding at home. He was in a bad mood and was about to go in and grab a cook to start the business. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of his elder brother flying from the sky. He quickly stopped him and said, "Brother!"

Jimo Qiu stopped and said, "What's the matter? ?”

Gong Xiqiu said: “Brother, are you still busy?”

Jimo Qiu has nothing to do.

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. After another transformation and evolution, he actually had the ability to take away people's vitality. This ability has always been overbearing, easy to lose control and difficult to control.

Don't worry if he comes to watch.

If something goes wrong, you can use divine power to suppress it to minimize the harm. Gong Xiqiu was quite satisfied. Apart from being a little jerky for the first time, nothing bad happened that he was worried about. Gong Xiqiu waved at him and said with a smile: "If you are not busy, have a meal."

"The restaurant is empty."

"It's easy, make it yourself."

>Ask your brother to come down and take charge of the cooking. Isn’t there already a cook?

Under the secret and anxious gaze of the nearby people, these two men with foreign accents and armors entered the kitchen one after another. The common people hiding in the dry well can still hear the brothers talking.

“Why are there no utensils in the kitchen?”

Gong Xiqiu said: “For the common people, these utensils can also be self-defense items, so they should have been brought with them when fleeing. ”

Jimo Qiu could only use martial energy to turn 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 speaking, the topic changed, "However, I am really busy recently. The New Year is coming, and as usual, it’s time to prepare for the ritual dance, so we have to practice it. "

"Why haven’t I seen you preparing for the ritual dance in previous years?"

"There's a war going on."

There may not be a 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, I pray for the peace and prosperity of the tribe in the coming year. Gong Xiqiu liked this day the most when he was a child. He would line up early to wait for the ceremony every time.

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 scene is a bit shabby, I guess even the gods are not willing to come. There are many people in Fengluo, Do you want to pay someone to come over and join in the fun?”

Jimo Qiuli was cooking.

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 in the memory used to like the excitement very much, “Just when we won the battle, It’s the Chinese New Year again, it’s really going to be lively These are the best..."

"What does it have to do with winning the war?"

"I wish my God good luck and prosperity in martial arts."

Gong Xiqiu is concerned about these. He doesn't care, he only cares a little.

"How are you practicing?"

Jimo Qiu sighed: "I haven't practiced for a long time, I am rusty."

Gong Xiqiu comforted: "What are you afraid of, practice makes perfect. If the elder brother can't do it alone, the younger brother can't do it alone." He can also do it for me.”

It was his biggest dream as a child to put on the costumes of a high priest and perform a sacrificial dance. Even now that I have grown up, this impatience has not completely disappeared. If the elder brother can't do it, he'll do it!

Jimo Qiu did not 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, and you cannot come into contact with death energy. Too dense. Eating some chili pepper will help you get rid of the dead energy as soon as possible."

Gong Xiqiu drank it in one gulp and felt a little better.

“Ahem, cough, cough, it won’t be like this every time, right?”

Then he would not dare to fight with all his strength in the future.

Jimo Qiu opened his eyes that were similar to Gong Xiqiu's but not much gentler, and said: "No, this is a temporary emergency."

Gong Xiqiu then put the hanging Heart dropped.

Neither brother has a small appetite. They swept away all the ingredients in the kitchen, leaving broken silver behind when Jimo Qiu left. His voice was not loud but could be clearly heard by the people in hiding: "These It should be enough. 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 can still fire on his own, but other soldiers have not activated this skill. Some people waited obediently for the meal to be served, 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... I will eat two meals in these two days!"

Among them The meal 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 the city gate as soon as possible so that we can have dinner!

|ω`)

Hey, the more I look at the cases around me, the more I feel that the relationship between parents and children is "delicate". 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 in the mountains (the old house on the mountains belongs to my family. Last year my family had a divorce. Tens of thousands of dollars were spent to build the collapsed old house to house the memorial tablets of the deceased elders). It was super hot there and the old house had no air conditioning. Once I went to the mushrooms, I was sweating all over while standing still.

Both sides actually have big 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 were in their early sixties, and the old couple were in their eighties) living on the mountain. It was obvious to the naked eye that they were not stable in their old age, and I felt a little sad in my heart, which reminded me of myself.

What is the relationship between children and parents?

Why did it come to this point?

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