Back Off, Let Me Come Chapter 854

  Chapter 854 Chapter 854: Those who are favored are confident [ask for a monthly ticket]

   "Zhao Dayi, you—"

  The military commander had a pair of big copper bell eyes red, and the fierce light in his eyes wished to peel Zhao Feng to pieces. If ordinary people are stared at by him like this, coupled with the murderous coercion of a brave warrior, not to mention the splitting of the liver and gallbladder, it will be a battle between two forces, but Zhao Feng is not weak, and this kind of oppression is not serious at all. On the contrary, the more angry the old enemy is, the more he can't touch him...

  Hey hey hey, the happier he is in his heart!

   It's more refreshing than drinking a bowl of ice water in dog days.

Zhao Feng stroked the bronze mace that had been with him for many years with his hand full of scars, lazily raised his eyelids, and squinted at people: "What is it called? There is no such close friendship between you and me. If there is no other matter, Zhao will take his leave first!"

He cupped his fists in a perfunctory manner, then turned his head and yelled at the people behind him loudly: "You lazy things, why are you still standing here? If this batch of food and grass is delivered late, the lord will blame it and eat it all." I can't walk around!"

   After speaking, he raised his voice again.

   "Take these captives and leave!" Zhao Feng didn't even look back, and didn't explain to others about the interception.

  The soldiers under Zhao Feng's account were scolded for no reason.

   Not only were they not angry, but they were laughing and begging for mercy.

   Zhao Feng, who had a sullen face, was also amused, and the next moment he returned to seriousness, raised his copper mace, and threatened viciously: "Are you still going? If you don't go, call for military law!"

   Zhao Feng came out to **** the grain and grass this time, but he didn't bring many people with him. Some of the troops had to keep an eye on the safety of the grain and grass. He was no match for Tianhai's group at all. But Zhao Feng was not worried at all, he expected that the other party would not dare to make a move.

  Did he dare to do it?

   Isn't this an excuse for the lord to attack Tianhai?

  Wu Xian cruelly sent the heads of the ministers under the account, isn't it just to calm the fuse of the friction between the two families? It also put an end to the possibility of Shen Tang using Zhao Feng and his party as an excuse. If he can't hold back, Wu Xian's previous sacrifice would be in vain, he dare not!

  Although he had an idea, Zhao Feng also guarded against them. He first let his soldiers and horses lead the captives (army) and captives (gong) away, and he cut off the rear. Until Zhao Feng left with his horse, Tianhai and his party did not make a move—although some of them endured bleeding from their palms.

   "Too much deception, really too much deception."

"General, it is clear that Zhao Dayi took military merits and deceived others first...We have hurt many brothers, and watched the bandits who were about to be executed but were killed by Zhao Feng halfway! How am I going to stand?"

   "This matter must not be settled lightly."

  The military general was simmering with a monstrous anger.

   Just as everyone was venting their anger, the leading general was so angry that he vomited a glaring mouthful of blood. Before the left and right sides came forward to care, he spit out a mouthful of **** saliva with a "pooh", and raised his hand to wipe the residue from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand. The chest heaved violently with the rapid breathing, and the roots of the teeth were trembling due to violent emotions: "Zhao Dayi insulted me, so naturally we can't let it go!"

  Yes, this bad breath can't just be swallowed like this!

  He took the rein suddenly and turned around: "Go!"

   Not to mention how sad Wu Xian was when he received the news, Zhao Feng was happy, he still had the illusion of falling into a dream after going back for a while. He smiled and asked the left and right sides: "Have you seen his face just now? It's black, blue, red, and green!"

  The promoted subordinate officials muttered.

   "Is this still a human face?"

   Alas, my general's education level is not high.

Zhao Feng recalled the deformed and distorted face of the old enemy, slapped his thigh and laughed: "I bet he will be so angry that he can't sleep for several nights when he goes back. The more he thinks about it, the more angry he becomes. Hehe, he'd better be able to My meridians exploded!"

  This kind of person should have this kind of retribution.

  Although it is unlikely, what if?

Zhao Feng stroked the thick beard, as if even the beard was full of joy: "I have been dealing with him for so many years, and this is the first time I have let him be so deflated! He looks like he can't breathe, it's really pleasing to the eye. ..."

   As he spoke, he smacked it several times.

He sighed in a rather regretful tone, and heartbroken: "I just hate that I don't have the painting skills like Gongsu, otherwise I would have to use the pen to stain the thief's blood and paint him on the drawing paper. Come out and watch dinner."

   It's no wonder Zhao Feng is so happy at the moment.

  When he was under the tent of his predecessor, he was bullied by these people every day, and almost every time he took a step back. As the saying goes, one step back will open up the sea and the sky, but here Zhao Feng takes a step back, step by step, and he is not depressed because he has a strong heart.

   Be proud of yourself, but you have to explain things.

  Although this leader Zhao Feng took it with peace of mind, it is also true that he was taking advantage of it. Moreover, based on Zhao Feng's understanding of that group of people, they are not very generous, and they will definitely file a complaint after they go back. The lord also needs to prepare in advance.

   A few hours later—

   Zhao Feng led his people to deliver the grain and grass safely.

  The person in charge of taking over the grain and grass is still his daughter.

   Of course, now in the army, that is his colleague.

  Zhao Wei led people to count the amount of grain and grass, and after proofreading it was correct, he stamped the seal and accepted it successfully. She noticed that Zhao Fengwu's armor was still stained with blood, and the guards seemed to have experienced battle. Can't help but ask concerned: "General Zhao's trip is going well?"

   "It went well, and I even hugged the grass and beat a rabbit halfway through."

  Zhao Wei felt a little relieved after hearing this.

   Zhao Feng asked her: "Do you know where the lord is?"

  After Shen Tang's bad luck was over, relying on his tyrannical physique, he completely got rid of the pair of wooden crutches and led his troops to the front line. Of course, she didn't come to the front line to fight, but took Qin Li with her to draw pictures wherever she went.

  In addition to the construction plan of the demonstration counties, another major project is the drainage and dredging of the Miaojiang River. Because of the operation of the Tulong Bureau to freeze the river surface, the Miaojiang River was caused by man-made ice floods, causing disasters and flooding to the counties and counties on both sides of the strait. Of course, there is the responsibility of the local government's inaction, and the lack of regular dredging of the river and reinforcement of the embankment, but there are also some problems with the unreasonable direction of the river...

  The terrain of Yanzhou is flat, and it is adjacent to the Miaojiang River, the most important river in the northwest of the mainland. Wouldn't it be a pity not to make good use of it? If the land reclamation is done properly, the entire territory of Yanzhou may be rejuvenated, and it will become the largest cornucopia of grain production under her rule!

  The terrain of Qianzhou next door is not so favorable.

  However, Qianzhou used to be the capital of several major countries in the Northwest Continent. It has something to offer both economically and culturally, and it is also a development focus. It's just that Shen Tang has limited energy and is entangled in trivial matters. At present, he can only solve the problem of food and clothing first.

  When Zhao Feng arrived, Shen Tang's tent was covered with various maps. Apart from her and Qin Li, there were also a few strangers with awkward expressions. Looking at their attire, there are ordinary old farmers, some in white clothes, and some local officials.

  When Zhao Feng entered the tent with a sonorous armor, except for the local officials, everyone else showed nervousness, and some people were so frightened that they leaned back slightly, and the two were fighting. Shen Tang raised his eyes and smiled slightly: "Dayi is coming? Don't be afraid, this person is Zhao Feng, a fierce general under my tent, and he is rare in the world with both loyalty and righteousness."

   Zhao Feng clasped his fists in salute and got up again, his old face blushed, and he had lived a long time. Except for his old mother and father, no one praised him so generously. The people in the tent were much more relaxed upon hearing that, and greeted him one after another. Zhao Feng was not arrogant either, he returned the salutes one by one, so polite that people were flattered. Shen Tang noticed the bloodstains on his armor: "Have you encountered obstacles in this trip?"

   Zhao Feng laughed heartily: "Master, it's not a bad thing."

   After finishing speaking, he turned his head and let the people outside the tent deliver the things.

  A wooden box, just big enough to hold a head.

  The others hadn't recalled it yet, when the wooden box was opened, a **** head was exposed, and the old farmer yelled.

After she reacted, she fell on the ground in fear and trepidation, begging for mercy, for fear that Shen Tang would get angry and commit a crime—she was originally the most common self-cultivator in Yanzhou, because her farmland was next to a branch of the Miao River, and she spent half of her life tending crops on the farmland , The other half of the time is spent studying this river... After getting old, the idea of ​​passing on the experience came into being.

It's just that this idea was ridiculed by the neighbors, and even her children and grandchildren didn't understand it, because she didn't know a single word, and died at a young age. craft.

   Whether it's farming or weaving, which one can't?

  As for the experience related to the river, it is even more inexplicable. These things are managed by the people above. What does she know? Even in her job of farming, she has not had a few good harvests in the past few decades. What experience can future generations use?

  But this old farmer was a bit stubborn.

  Take the coffin book, make bamboo slices by yourself, and find someone who can read in the town to help her write, and finally stack them higher than people. She sent the things to the government office but no one wanted to take them. First, the handwriting is illegible; second, the old farmer is illiterate, speaks upside down, and the words do not convey the meaning. Eighty percent of the dozens of rough slips are nonsense, and it is very difficult for the officials to identify them; third, this old farmer is just an old farmer.

  The old farmer could only take the slips home in disappointment.

  If it wasn't for the sudden flood this year, the treasure she regarded as a painstaking effort would have been burned as firewood. Because the farmland is too close to the river bank and the terrain is not high, her family's field was the first to suffer. Even if the family went down to rescue them, they couldn't save them.

  The only fortunate thing is that there were no casualties.

  However, if there is no harvest, people will starve to death.

  The old farmer didn't know whether she was the old man who starved to death first, or whether she lived the life of her children and grandchildren, and the white-haired people sent the black-haired people... As for those warlords fighting, these have nothing to do with her. She also thought that these things were very far away from her. Who knew that a group of people suddenly came to the door, and a familiar official took her away. These people also snatched her letters that were used as firewood...

   trembling, panic.

  The official saw that she was pitiful, and let out a breath.

   It turned out that the people above were looking for someone with experience in water control. This big man is still very special. The candidates for the roll call must not only be local officials, but also private farmers. In order to cope with the business, the old farmer was raised. The official also comforted her by saying that she was just asking questions.

  When the old farmer heard the words, his face was ashen.

  After a few people were sent to the military camp, seeing the elite soldiers on patrol, the camp was full of terrifying and murderous aura, even the officials were frightened, let alone the ignorant old farmers. After seeing Shen Tang, she couldn't help but ouch.

  I could hardly believe my eyes.

  This man-eating barracks, where did such a handsome girl come from?

This girl is not only good-looking, but also has a gentle and majestic voice. I asked them if they are used to the military camp, if they like the food in the military camp, and if there is any difficulty in the flood at home... The soft voice spoke to her heart and made her feel relieved. Take precautions.

  However, only before Cho Bonglai.

Seeing that she was frightening, Shen Tang, a pretty big girl, turned her joy into anger. She got up and helped the old farmer up with her own hands, but she turned her head and pretended to be angry and scolded Zhao Feng: "Don't look at Dayi, there are still distinguished guests here? Quickly send this Close the pickled things, don't scare people."

  Zhao Feng also knew that Shen Tang was not really angry.

  Cover the box: "My lord, guess who this is?"

  Shen Tang smiled to appease the old farmer, gave Zhao Feng a wink and went outside the tent to talk. She stepped forward with her front foot, and with her back foot, she wiped away the innocence and tenderness that could overflow from her face, and let go of her choked voice: "This head belongs to Brother Huang Xiguang?"

  If it's not a heavyweight, it's not worth it for Zhao Feng to laugh out his molars.

  Zhao Fenghan smiled: "My lord knows things like a god! It's just that this head came with some twists and turns, I'm afraid I want my lord to come forward."

  Shen Tang understood as soon as he changed his mind.

   "You snatched it from Tianhai?"

   Zhao Fengyi clapped his hands: "My lord is extremely intelligent!"

Shen Tang looked at the uncontrollable smile on Zhao Feng's face, and sighed inwardly - the smile is conservative, the more happy Zhao Feng smiles, the worse he is on the other side: "Tell me briefly what's going on, as long as we have It is also our responsibility to divide it!"

   Fortunately, Zhao Feng's situation is not bad.

Shen Tang straightened his body even more: "It's unreasonable to disturb three points, not to mention that we still have ten points of reason. Those people in Tianhai really have the ability to let the ducks with big mouths break out and fly into your mouth? Is it a war? It's also luck It's a kind of strength, what's there to make trouble for them? Don't worry about this matter, Brother Zhaode will bring it up later, and I will help you deal with it. My righteousness is really a good general, a strong general, and a blessed general. I made a great contribution at this juncture, just to kill Brother Zhaode, it will save you a lot of trouble in the future..."

  She is never stingy with compliments to her own people.

  Even kindergarten children can get little red flowers, but she is still stingy with that bit of saliva as a powerful lord?

   She and Wu Xian are allies after all.

  Even if one's own side has a lot of military exploits, they can't monopolize all the victories, but there is no excuse to attack Wu Xian, and the division of the spoils after the war is a foregone conclusion. It's just that dividing up belongs to dividing up, and how to divide is another science. Before Zhao Feng's faction left Wu Xian, he helped Wu Xian to guard the camp, which made Wu Xian owe him a favor, and now he was lucky enough to pick up a big leak.

  As long as Wu Xian still wants to show some face, Shen Tang can use the military exploits he picked up to share more benefits, but Wu Xian can't beep because of the debt he owes.

  Decent people can't do dishonorable things.

   Zhao Feng also heaved a sigh of relief when he heard the words.

well-

  Having lived half my life, this is the first time I know what it's like to be firmly favored by others. This is how you should choose a protagonist!

  Zhao Feng was full of energy, and his steps were brisk.

  Shen Tang also put on an innocent and gentle smile on his face again, cleared his throat, found the feeling of talking through his throat, opened the curtain and went back to the camp, and continued to discuss with the capable people...

I stayed up all night yesterday. The leather jacket has grown front teeth in the past two days. It burned in the middle of the night and repeated fever during the day. I think the little one's spirit is very good, and the temperature has never been above 38. When it gets noisy, adults can't control it if they don't pay attention. Let me just buy some antipyretics for children who are less than a month old. My mother won't let me sleep. She insists on letting me go to the hospital with my baby, and then I push it to my brother. dry. When I came back from the hospital, the younger one had a fever with his front teeth, and the medicines prescribed were the same...

  (end of this chapter)

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