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Chapter 61 Chapter 61
Chapter 61 Chapter 61
Half an hour passed, and the pent-up anger of craftsman Jia Rong dissipated a little.
Ping'er put on his clothes, sat on the kang, stretched out his hand to caress his sharp cheeks, and said with a charming smile: "What a cruel little hoof did a good job, just dig a hole and tease him, turn around and run away, and don't hurt the uncle."
"There's no such thing, it's clearly your own random guess." Uncle Rong must not admit it, otherwise he would lose face, tilt his head and kiss Ping'er's little hand, trying to divert her focus.
The three women have their own charms, and various reasons lead to their own anger, which cannot be resolved in the end.
Especially the little fairy Qingwen, her jerky and immature actions in the morning are simply adding fuel to the fire.
"Master is dishonest, just now it looks like he has been hungry for many days." Ping'er's mouth was upturned, and his big eyes were full of ridicule. Seeing him reaching out to make trouble, he twisted his body to avoid: "Hurry up and eat."
The little girl in the courtyard was stewing beef and cabbage, and the aroma made her feel greedy. Fortunately, she had a chance to try the salty one to satisfy her craving.
He ate a piece of emerald green vegetable leaf openly, and the person was stunned there, his eyes widened, the vegetable leaf was tender and smooth, delicious and juicy, the aroma lingered in his mouth, and his tongue almost swallowed it.
The companion next to her is a young cook, so she is not qualified to try it. Seeing her like this, she swallowed the saliva in her mouth anxiously, and asked, "How does it taste? How is it salty?"
The little girl looked left and right to see if there was no one, picked up a small piece of cabbage with a spoon and handed it to her, and said: "Here, don't say that sister has forgotten you, try it quickly, you are like a greedy cat all day, you can't do it today." Go out and talk nonsense."
The companion spoke indifferently, nodding his head like pounding garlic. No matter how hot the food was, he stuffed it into his stomach without much taste. He only felt a scent of cabbage in his mouth. After a while, a sentence came out of his throat: "This is not cabbage. It’s a fairy vegetable from the sky.”
Ping'er wiped Uncle Rong's hands and face, and whispered, "In the future, the strength on the kang will be less."
Today was a bit more vigorous, and my concubine complained, feeling sorry for her: "Understood, I will eat more cabbage and peaches in the future, your body is a bit weak."
"I'm still weak, and I'm not much worse than a strong woman in doing work. No wonder grandma used to talk about bison, but now she understands the meaning." More or less.
"Call me around the corner, and get yourself in, it's just a good pair." Uncle Rong laughed at her confused for a moment.
Ping'er put down the towel, pinched his waist, and said angrily, "That's not it."
After lunch, Ping'er sighed: "The taste is so delicious, I'm afraid I won't be able to eat without this kind of cabbage in the future."
Uncle Rong laughed, the output in Jiao Da's courtyard should be able to support the food and drink needs of everyone in the East Mansion.
Jiao Da bent over and busy weeding in the field. The food crops grow too fast, and there are a lot of weeds, scattered everywhere, and each one grows fat and tender.
Mrs. Zhang has moved into the yard to help her old man with work. She came from the farm and is good at growing crops.
Jiao Da is impatient and works very hard. He can't control the pace of work in the field, and he is sweating from exhaustion.
"Look at you, you're tired and sweating again. Don't be in a hurry to work on the ground. Only with some strength in your hands can you survive." Zhang felt distressed, told him the tricks in the field, and took a towel to wipe him sweat.
Jiao Da enjoyed the woman's service, standing on the ground to rest: "I have been in the army all my life, I am used to rushing in front of the battle, and my temper is irritable, and I will not get rid of it for a while." Seeing that her hands are much whiter than when she first entered the door, she smiled. Said: "It's a pity that your hands do this rough work, go back and rest."
The woman's face turned red, her living conditions improved, and her color has recovered a lot. The man cherished it: "What are you afraid of doing some work? When you first came here, you still had calluses on your hands. Didn't you just grab it and refuse to let go..."
Old Jiao Da blushed, recalling the embarrassment of that day, and hurriedly said: "What are you doing mentioning that, you tiger girl, since you want to share, I will not stop you."
It was rare for Mrs. Zhang to see him subdued, and deliberately teased him: "I just want to say that the good things I have done don't let others talk about them."
Seeing that she was playful and charming, old man Jiao saw that there was no one around, and hugged her.
Uncle Rong was concerned about the crops in the secluded yard, worried that Jiao Da alone would not be able to keep up, so Heping'er said, ready to go into the yard to do coolies.
As soon as he entered the door, he saw Jiao Da reaching out to hug Mrs. Zhang, and quickly backed out.
Bah, this kind of farm work is not as tiring as Jiao Da's.
Turn around and go to Xiaoqing's yard.
Zuo Qianhu rode his horse to observe the terrain, and suddenly heard the faint sound of horseshoes coming from the north direction. He hurriedly got off his horse, lowered his body and put his ears close to the ground, using his internal energy to listen.
Seeing this, Gao Laosan shouted sharply: "Be on alert, everyone on alert!"
Twenty soldiers quickly mounted their horses, formed a formation, took bows in hand, and guarded the road to the north.
The leader of the servants immediately directed the carriage to the center of the road to prevent unknown people and horses from colliding with the formation.
Zuo Qianhu's ears were shaking, his expression was solemn, the opponent had at least [-] horses, and his actions were not very fast.
The barren mountains and ridges are remote and quiet, and this place is in a safe interior. If the direction of the reinforcement border is wrong, it is not a situation of marching and fighting.
"The other party's intention is unknown, don't act rashly, listen to my orders!" Zuo Qianhu got on his horse and shouted loudly.
"Senior Gao, you are pressing the team, I will go to the front to check on the situation."
"Yes, my lord." Gao Laosan held the handle of the knife tightly, and responded with a serious face.
"Drive! Drive!" Zuo Qianhu, dressed in heavy armor and carrying several long knives on his back, rode his horse forward.
"咴咴~" The big red horse roared loudly, and galloped with all its might.
With the sound of horseshoes, Zuo Qianhu rushed to the north at a speed like the wind.
"Who is coming? Please stop." Zuo Qianhu stopped the horse and shouted not far away.
There are about 150 people on the opposite side. It looks like a caravan, but there are many weapons.
One person and two horses, each carrying goods.
"Well, it's really bad luck. I'm about to enter the camp gate. What should I do if I meet a soldier spy?" A man with a one-eyed dragon rode on a horse and asked for instructions loudly.
The majestic middle-aged man in the middle scolded: "You don't even need to ask, what we do is beheading business, if we leak the news, we will lose our heads! Exterminate him, why bother!"
"Archery!" Cyclops roared angrily, waving his hand.
Arrows were like rain, weaving a large net, covering thousands of households to the left, with quick eyesight and quick hands, he swiped his long knife left and right, and shouted loudly: "Good thief!"
The legs and feet vigorously urged the horse to run forward.
"Ah! Sue!" Cyclops bravely took the lead, slashing Zuo Qianhu's neck with a saber in his hand, trying to kill his opponent with one blow.
The long knife in Zuo Qianhu's hand is a sharp weapon that can kill ghosts. The material is different from ordinary iron, and it is extremely sharp.
There was not even a sound, Cyclops' head flew several meters, rolling endlessly.
The soldiers behind did not go through a big battle. They saw many enemies, well-equipped weapons, pale faces, timid before fighting, and their morale was not available.
"Damn it! What a prestige in normal times, you bastard! Uncle Rong treats me well, and today is the right time to repay it with death, and follow me!" Gao Laosan couldn't escape the pursuit when he saw that he was retreating, so he might as well fight with Lord Zuo once.
The family members of the soldiers are all in the mansion, and the consequences of fleeing without a fight are known. Uncle Rong has no tolerance for sand in his eyes.
Qi Qi shouted: "Kill!"
(End of this chapter)