"Come, Dahu, eat the eggs."

At the dinner table, the Juggernaut delivered the eggs he had just peeled to Dahu's bowl.

"Ok."

Liu Dahu nodded, and ate the eggs graciously. At the same time, he chopped and pulled the porridge and pickles.

The Juggernaut also peeled off an egg and ate it bite by bite. At the same time, he pointed to the porridge bowl in front of him and said to the woman:

"Don’t make porridge in the morning. Big Tiger is when he is growing up. Eat more. When you’re off work tonight, go to the General’s Mansion shop to ask, pick up some goat’s milk and give it to Dahu. Tiger drinks in the morning."

The woman hadn't spoken yet, and the old woman who was drinking porridge next to her was dissatisfied:

"It's so good to drink porridge, and goat's milk is so expensive, so I don't want to live it like this."

The Juggernaut smiled and said:

"But when the child is growing up, he has to eat some good food so that he can grow stronger and less sick later."

"Why is the porridge bad? How fragrant, my grandfather, you have never experienced a famine or disaster. Even the bark of the bark was eaten away. There was a mouthful of porridge. It was so incredibly fragrant.

Besides, the goat's milk thing has such a strong smell, what's so delicious. "

The Juggernaut shook his head, he insisted on this matter.

He is a swordsman and has practiced martial arts since childhood.

As the saying goes, poor culture and wealth are rich.

If a martial artist wants to be cultivated, he must first eat well. The average family can't afford to make it like this, and simply can't afford it. He happened to run into a master when he was young, otherwise, even if he practiced martial arts in the future, his body is not good enough, it would be difficult for him to achieve such a big achievement.

In this era, warriors of the rivers and lakes are often injured, but they actually know some pharmacology.

In the later generations, in fact, he can really be called half a nutritionist and half a pharmacist.

"Just to make porridge, put more meat and eggs in and cook together. Fish fillets are also fine. Don't make this kind of porridge.

Goat's milk must be drunk. Looking at the wild people on the snowy field, their lives are not much better than ours, but they are not small in size. "

"Auntie, live as you said, isn't our family..."

The Juggernaut put down his chopsticks,

Shen said:

"listen to me."

The old woman shut up immediately.

After all, he is the only adult man in the family, even if his body is not good now, he still has weight to speak.

The woman also nodded:

"I know, I'll buy it after work."

"Well, don't be afraid to spend money. When I have a better body, I can still be on duty, and I won't be hungry for our family."

"There is enough money at home." Women also have money to do their jobs.

The old woman curled her mouth and continued to grab and pull the porridge bowl, deliberately eating very loudly, and smashed her mouth.

She really couldn’t bear to live so lavishly on this paralyzed uncle,

But it happened that they were offering delicious food to their own grandchildren.

She really couldn't continue to be true,

No matter what, she can see that this new aunt is kind to her grandson in the heart.

The family had eaten early food,

The old woman cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks,

Women have to go to work,

The Juggernaut leaned on a cane and took Liu Dahu to the school.

Liu Dahu's books and pens were placed in a small cloth pocket, and the Juggernaut insisted on carrying it by himself, so Liu Dahu held the Juggernaut's hand and accompanied him forward.

Rather than saying that the stepfather sent the child to school, it is better to say that the child is accompanying the stepfather to school.

On the way, Liu Dahu met many classmates. Some people saw that Liu Dahu's father looked like this and couldn't help but shout with a little joking tone:

"Dahu, this is your dad."

Liu Dahu always held his chest up,

Shouted:

"Yes, it's my father!"

It's a useless inferiority to walk tremblingly on crutches without his own dad.

When he arrived at the entrance of the school, Liu Dahu took his cloth pocket from the Sword Saint, and said to the Sword Saint to the end:

"Father, the child is going to school."

"Okay, listen carefully to what the husband said."

"Yes, father."

After watching Liu Dahu run into the academy, the Juggernaut smiled contentedly on his face, turned around, continued on crutches, and prepared to go back.

Who knows, as soon as he turned around, he saw Uncle Zheng in a full suit.

Uncle Zheng actually wears no clothes, but a sweater that Si Niang used to knit for himself, but because he wears a hat and can cover his face, he usually wears this attire when he wants to go out alone.

After all, wherever you go, where you are cheered by onlookers, at first, it is naturally very cool, but after a long time, the number of times is more, and instead, I want a kind of quietness.

"Oh, what a coincidence, isn't it?" Zheng Fan smiled.

The Juggernaut nodded and said, "It's a coincidence."

"Have you eaten?"

"I ate, what about you?"

"I'm not yet, wait for me, I'll go buy two pancakes."

All the shops in Xueguan Customs are actually the property of Earls Court. In this regard, they have inherited the old system in Shengle City.

After buying two mutton patties, Zheng Fan walked back and said to the Sword Saint as he ate:

"Send you back?"

The Juggernaut shook his head and said: "I want to go out of the city and stay in the city all the time. It's a bit breathless."

"But your body?"

"It's okay to stroll around the corner, as long as you get out of the city gate."

"to make."

Zheng Fan walked slowly with the Juggernaut. The Juggernaut walked and stopped and needed to rest from time to time. Zheng Fan did not reach out to help either.

After walking for a while, finally walked out of the city gate.

Outside, there is a lively large-scale construction site.

The Juggernaut was tired and sat down on a stone pier outside the city gate.

Zheng Fan sat next to him, pursing his lips, his mouth was a little dry, and the lamb patties were a bit salty.

"These houses are just outside the city. What if there is an enemy attacking the city?" Sword Saint asked.

"There is a saying, called defending the enemy from outside the country."

"After all, he is more proud than before, and he deserves to be an uncle."

"That's not it."

Just in front of where Zheng Fan and the Swordsman were sitting, there was a large living area with many tents.

There are basically female workers in charge of washing clothes and cooking, and there are also some elderly people and children bustling with it.

"Actually, there are still many people living in the city," said the Juggernaut.

The Snow Customs is very big, really big, and can accommodate a lot of people.

"There must be some distinction."

"Once, I remember you told me that all men are created equal."

"Yes, but I am here. I don't distinguish between Yan people, Jin people, and barbarians. They are already equal. Military members can live in the city."

"Where are those women?"

"If they marry a soldier, they can live in the city."

"It's not too particular."

"This has to go back to what you said before to defend against the enemy outside the gate. Fortunately, there is a snowy field to the north, protected by a city wall, and in the future, you will guard the north gate;

But this south,

To tell the truth,

In my vision,

Without 30,000 cavalry, no, without more than 50,000 cavalry, it is impossible to defend against the enemy. "

"That's a lot worse."

"It's a lot of difference, but you have a solid foundation, and you just need to accumulate it slowly."

At this moment, a group of cavalry rode out from the gate of Xuehai Customs, and the leader was Jin Shuke.

As soon as the officers and soldiers came out, the people outside the city immediately retreated.

Because Zheng Fan and Juggernaut were sitting in a remote position, Jin Shuke didn't notice this. He had military affairs in his body now, and he didn't even care about it.

"It can be seen that he mixes well." Sword Saint said with emotion.

Jin Shu Ke, he recommended to Zheng Fan.

"It's a talent."

Whether in fighting or being a man, this barbarian man showed a kind of talent and delicacy beyond ordinary people.

Sometimes, looking at Jin Shu Ke, Zheng Fan felt like he was looking in the mirror. In many places, Jin Shu Ke was somewhat similar to himself.

Except, I don't look good on my own.

After all, the appearance of the barbarians does not conform to the general aesthetics of the people of summer.

"The big prince and the princess of the barbarian king got married and sent a tribe with a population of nearly 30,000 as a dowry. That tribe is very close to us.

I let Jin Shu go to lead soldiers to respond. "

"So, it seems that Uncle Zheng can provide a lot more soldiers?"

"Ten thousand barbarian cavalry."

Zheng Fan raised a finger and said proudly.

"Oh, that's really good."

"Actually, I like to use barbarian soldiers. They are less mindful, and in a foreign country, they are more likely to go desperately."

"No, except for the Yan Ren soldiers, you like the rest of the soldiers. If it weren't for scrupulousness that this is Jindi, or that the savages just massacred so many Jinites, you even want the savages."

"You can see it."

"You didn't hide it yourself."

"Well, let me review."

"Golden skill, this person's luck has risen. Sometimes, human life is just like this. Once you seize the opportunity, you get up.

Of course, some people have real abilities, and they can get up based on their own abilities. "

"Are you talking about yourself?"

Relying on a sword to turn over and get rid of the identity of the descendant Yu family, its influence surpassed the Jin emperor who had long since become a puppet.

"I mean him."

"It's different. In this world, there are really not many people who can pierce the shackles with a sword and fly like you.

Let's just say that this is a golden technique. If it weren't for you to guard the city gate at the east gate, I wouldn't have noticed him. If you didn't recommend him, I wouldn't have promoted him to the commander in the first place.

It is very possible that he died in a certain conflict, or died in the scout fight.

It's gold, it always shines. This is true, but there are too many survivors' deviations in it. "

"Survivor deviation?"

Obviously, the Juggernaut couldn't understand the meaning of this sentence for a while, but when it was tasted, it really had such a smell.

"Snapped!"

at this time,

There was a crushing noise.

There was an old man sitting in an ox cart. Next to the old man, there were several small wine jars. In front of the ox cart, a wine jar had just been smashed. There was no wine overflowing inside, so it should be empty.

After smashing the wine jar,

Two women ran over to the laundry area.

Both women's clothes were patched. One of them was older, and you can still see the beauty of the young. Even now, they still have a lot of charm. I think they should be the old man's concubine.

A young man, even though he is dressed in ordinary clothes, is hard to hide. He should be the daughter of an old man.

The old man has sloppy clothes, but he can see that he was once luxurious, and he should have been the owner of a wealthy family. It was just that the family broke down because of the war, and his wife and daughter had to work for the earl's house to support the family.

Blind and Siniang migrated with the people of Shengle. They absorbed a lot of refugees on the road. In the end, they grew like a snowball. Now the people who migrated from inside and outside of Xuehai Customs originally belonged to Shengle City, but a small part.

The old man smashed the wine jar, which happened to be broken on the official road from the city gate, and the wife and daughter immediately squatted on the ground and began to clean up.

Fortunately, the officers and soldiers had already left the city. If they happened to smash the wine altar when the cavalry of the previous brigade left the city, they would be arrested and convicted of unruly intentions!

In order to maintain a stable situation, Earls Court has always had zero tolerance for those who dare to provoke troubles.

The young ones were sent to the old man's camp with the savage slaves, and the older ones were useless but wanted to be demon. They would shoot them directly without wasting food.

The punishment was harsh, but it was also able to ensure the peace and stability of such a large “construction site”.

"Hahaha!"

The old man opened a jar of wine on the ox cart again, held it with both hands, but didn't hold it so much. He could only put his mouth to the side, took a big sip, then kicked his legs and shouted:

"Hahaha, I think that in those days, when the Marquis of Jin opened the border and built the country out of the wild, it was such a good sight. Looking at it now, above the majestic Jin Xiongguan, there is actually the black dragon flag of the Yan people!

Here, but Jintu, the place where my Sanjin people thrive and thrive, is trampled by the horseshoe of the Yanren!

The ancestors and ancestors are above,

The heroes of the ancestors are on top,

You, you, you, and me, when we die, what face do you have to see them? "

The old man seemed to be drunk, drunk crazy, and began to shout these rebellious words.

The Juggernaut sitting beside Zheng Fan sighed upon hearing this.

Zheng Fan didn't take it seriously. At his level, he wouldn't be angry with an old man who was drunk and nonsense.

Besides, there was Master Juggernaut sitting next to him, so he had to save some face for others no matter what.

"I saw tents being made there before, and when I asked, I found out that even the barbarians in the desert have to migrate over, hahahahaha!"

The old man continued to laugh,

Then he lowered his head and took another sip of wine,

Shouted:

"What the **** is going on in my land of the Three Jins, the Yan people are here, and the savage! The savages are here, the savage! Now even the barbarians have to come and stand on our Jinmin’s head to **** and pee!"

At this time, his concubine got up and helped the old man, seeming to tell him not to talk any more.

These words are really scary to say.

Who knew this old man pushed his concubine away,

Continue to shout:

"There is nothing I dare to say, and there is nothing I can't say!

I want to say,

I just want to say!

Think of me as a big Jin, Zeng Wuyou Situ family guards the South Erguan of Xuehai Town, and the North Jusang Yuchu slaves in the south!

Thinking about me in Jin, Zeng Wenyouwen people's Xingxue Society advocated the style of writing, so that my scholars in Jin do not have to admire the beauty of the country.

Thinking about me in Jin, the merchants have Helian family horse team to cross the world, north-south, and Shanxi merchants even run things. It is not convenient for businessmen from other countries to do business without learning the local dialect of Jin.

Thinking of me, there was a Juggernaut who flew out with a sword..."

Speaking of Juggernaut,

The old man stopped.

Zheng Fan paid special attention to the look of the Juggernaut next to him, and found that the Juggernaut did not have the expression of "You hurry up and say I want to hear" on his face, he just smiled self-deprecatingly.

"Helianwen's family was destroyed, the business was destroyed, and the culture was completely broken; the Jin emperor moved into Yanjing, and the ancestors of the ancestral temple and shrine were looted by the Yan people!

The Situ family became a prince and became an eagle dog under the knees of the Yan people;

It's the Master Sword Saint..."

The old man stopped talking once again, with tears in his eyes.

Obviously, he is very entangled in the evaluation of the Juggernaut.

At last,

The old man let out a long sigh:

"After all, the Juggernaut is a member of the rivers and lakes. Although he is reduced to the front **** of the Yan, he has finally taken the door under the new city and killed the two savages of Situ Yi and Situ Jiong!

In front of the Snow Customs, a sword slashed a thousand horses, so that all the savages who suffered a thousand swords were buried here!

He is just a quack, he can do this step, the old man can only respect him! "

After hearing the words, the Juggernaut closed his eyes.

Zheng Fan leaned back slightly.

At this time, a group of soldiers came to the gate of the city. The leader was a school lieutenant named Xu Youcheng.

This person, Zheng Fan, still remembers that he should be a descendant of Jin.

"You guys are talking nonsense here. After drinking a little horse urine, I don't know if I have a few kilos!"

Xu Youcheng cursed.

The old man's wife and daughter immediately walked up to Xu Youcheng to apologize for the old man.

Who knew that the old man pointed at Xu Youcheng and said with a smile:

"A piece of Jinyan film, but wearing Yanren's armor, under the banner of Yanren, you, count the classics and forget the ancestry!"

"you!"

Xu Youcheng furiously drew out his own knife.

As the second devil, I hate others for calling myself the second devil the most.

"Please, general, go around my master, my master is drunk, he is drunk, I will take him away, take him away."

The concubine knelt on the ground and kowtow.

The daughter also hugged Xu Youcheng's legs, for fear that Xu Youcheng would come forward to kill.

These days, they have seen a lot of those who were beheaded for trying to stir up troubles and incitement.

"Fart, why beg him!"

The old man continued to shout:

"Come on, little thief, you come and kill me, the old man's surname is Yu, and the old man is the contemporary Yu family. Come and kill me, kill!"

Bulk authentic?

This is equivalent to the patriarch of the Yu clan, the grandfather of the sword saint.

Zheng Fan immediately looked at the Juggernaut and asked:

"you do not know?"

Because the Juggernaut is also surnamed Yu.

The Juggernaut shook his head and said: "I don't know, there are too many children of the Yu family. I have fallen into a family situation since I was a child, and I have long been unable to enter the Zongzheng Mansion.

However, what he should say is true, because when the Jin emperor moved into Yanjing, I heard that a group of Yu clan sects did not choose to accompany the Jin emperor to Yenching. "

The Juggernaut said that he didn’t know this old man, Zheng Fan believed it, because there were too many surnames Yu, and Juggernaut and his brother were in poor family background. They were national surnames in name, but they were no different from ordinary people. Besides, at that time The treatment of the Emperor Jin was also very poor, just a land of Gyeonggi.

Moreover, the Juggernaut himself was hostile to the Emperor Jin, and was not proud of his surname Yu, but ashamed. After becoming famous, he also disdains to play with those people of the Yu family.

Therefore, this old man should be one of the few Yu nobles who refused to go to Yanjing with the Emperor Jin. Don't eat Zhou Su's meaning.

"What's wrong with Zongzheng? Jin is dead, and the Yu family has gone to Yanjing. What are you talking about here!"

Xu Youcheng roared.

However, he roared back to roar, but didn't really take the knife to slash it, because he knew that the identity of the person in front of him might not be that important, but if he disposes of it at will, it may cause trouble to the upper part, or it is not a trouble, but it is It made the upper head feel unhappy and frowned slightly, which was unnecessary for Xu Youcheng.

The wife and daughter were still begging, kneeling down and kowtowing;

But the old man still goes his own way,

Continue to shout:

"I'm Sanjin Erlang, who is a tiger, thinking about where the power and prestige of the Sanjin knights have gone back then!

You must know that your ancestors were all heroes who followed Jinhou to expel savages! "

"If it weren't for the Yan people, if it weren't for Jingnanhou, if it wasn't for our uncle Pingye, it's still a pasture ravaged by savages now, and you, the immortal, can still curse the streets here!"

Xu Youcheng retorted.

In any case, the Yan helped the Jin to expel the savage.

It has to be said that after seeing the powerful destructive power of the savages and the terrorism on the place, these soldiers from Jindi really have a better perception of the Yan people.

And this kind of goodwill is not only limited to the soldiers, but the people of the Three Jins also breathed a sigh of relief.

To put it bluntly, the Yan people and the Jin people are not like the barbarians, there are differences in appearance, except for some differences in dialects, if you don't speak, everyone is in a circle. Who can tell which country they are?

Therefore, whoever can protect himself from foreign invaders can often gain a good impression.

Xu Youcheng continued to roar:

"I waited to guard this snow customs. Now I heard that a group of barbarians were coming, but that day, most of the people who guarded the snow customs were from the Jin Dynasty!

You said that we have forgotten our ancestors, but Xu Youcheng and my elders from Jindi will never bend our knees to the savages. Who is not stained with the blood of the savages on our swords? "

"Hehe, the savage is a wolf, and the yanren is a tiger, who can be much better than anyone?" the old man snorted coldly.

"You old thing that doesn't know how to promote!"

Xu Youcheng directly kicked the old man's wife and daughter who was holding his legs.

Shouted to myself:

"Catch them all to me and hand them over to the earl's mansion for disposal!"

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

At this time,

The Juggernaut sitting next to Zheng Fan spoke:

"Spare him."

The Juggernaut interceded.

Zheng Fan stood up.

The Juggernaut knew clearly that he pleaded with Zheng Fan for a drunken old man. This was nothing, because Zheng Fan would not care about such trivial matters.

It may be disrespectful to the people who are doing things below, but for the uncle Hirano, it is a pleasure.

But he still spoke, and Zheng Fan immediately saved face.

The Juggernaut knew that every time he made a request, he would turn into a favor owed to Zheng Fan, and he had to pay it back.

This uncle Hirano also knew this very well, so there was no need for bargaining at all.

Zheng Fan walked over and said:

"stop."

For a moment, everyone's eyes fell on the man in the clothes.

Zheng Fan took off his sweater and hat and revealed his face.

Xu Youcheng was taken aback first, then knelt down:

"I will see Uncle Hirano at the end!"

The soldier next to Xu Youcheng also knelt down immediately:

"See Uncle Hirano!"

Uncle Hirano?

The surrounding people, whether they were watching the excitement or doing things, all knelt down towards Zheng Fan one by one.

In the boundary of Xuehaiguan, it is no exaggeration to say that Uncle Hirano is the sky here.

The old man's wife and daughter immediately knelt down to Zheng Fan, shivering.

The old man sitting in the bullock cart squinted his eyes, glanced at Zheng Fan, then lowered his head and continued to drink.

Zheng Fan walked to the bullock cart and said:

"Should I prepare something to accompany the old man? Drinking on an empty stomach hurts my body."

"Hey, do you need your cat crying mouse fake compassion?"

"presumptuous!"

Xu Youcheng shouted.

Zheng Fan raised his hand to signal Shaoan not to be impatient.

The old man smiled.

Road:

"What, do you want to forgive me not guilty?"

The tone of this speech is really awkward.

Zheng Fan nodded sincerely, saying:

"Ben can tolerate the drunkenness of an old man."

The old man patted the wine jar and said:

"Yes, yes, it looks a little bit like that, but I still want to scold you, Yangou, Yangou, Yangou!"

Zheng Fan sighed and was scolded, but he was actually not angry.

He just pointed to the wife and daughter who were kneeling on the ground:

"You are old, but you have to think about your family."

"Ah."

The old man squinted his eyes and looked at Zheng Fan.

Road:

"Don't think that Jin people are greedy for life and fear of death."

Zheng Fan suddenly didn't want to chat anymore. He turned around and said to Xu Youcheng:

"Arrange for this family to live in the city."

"Yes, uncle."

Hearing this arrangement, the old man directly smashed the half-drinking wine jar on the ground, pointed at Zheng Fan and said with a smile:

"You Yangou, there is a pattern. It's not bad. You deserve to be the uncle Hirano who can bury a hundred thousand savages."

Zheng Fan turned his head, looked at the old man, pointed to his face, and said:

"Are you complimenting me?"

"The old man has always believed that the real Shanxi people have a clear distinction between public and private, at least, there must be a certain amount of pride!

You swallow my territory, move my ancestral temple, and destroy my community. This is a great hatred!

You Yan people expelled the savages, Jingnan Hou and your Ping Ye uncle destroyed more than 100,000 savages. It is here that the old man also saw tens of thousands of savage slaves working as laborers, living a life inferior to pigs and dogs;

You avenge me for the Jin people who were killed by the savages, this is kindness!

Qiu, I remember, I hate that the old man is too old and can't carry the knife. In this life, I can't repay it, relying on the next generation..."

The old man's gaze swept over the faces of Xu Youcheng and others, and he coldly snorted:

"Oh, the next generation probably won't be.

But um, the old man has to pay it back! "

Talking,

The old man pointed to his wife and daughter who was kneeling on the ground,

Tao;

"These two women are not my concubines, nor my daughters. The old man lives in the wild and was found by them, and took the initiative to take the old man into the former refugee team to the snow customs.

Both of them, there is a problem. "

As soon as I said this,

The two women kneeling on the ground suddenly raised their heads.

The elder one even reached out directly to his waist and drew out a soft sword.

Fuck!

As the woman reaches her waist,

Uncle Zheng immediately thought of a possibility,

Because there is a powerful secret service in this world, its members like to wear this kind of soft sword that can be tied around the waist.

Uncle Zheng, a sixth-rank martial artist, immediately released the blood in his body without hesitation.

Back!

Yes it is,

The sixth rank martial artist is really not a weak one, even if he is thrown into the rivers and lakes, he is still a small master.

But Uncle Zheng’s first reaction was to withdraw.

This is his site,

Soldiers loyal to him are everywhere here,

What can he do here?

Sun Ce's method of death, isn't it stubborn?

Besides, Maumaru is watching the child, not by his side.

It's not that the magic pill is slack and negligent, but Uncle Zheng just came out to change his taste for breakfast. He didn't expect to meet the Juggernaut who sent his baby to school, and he didn't expect to leave the city.

and so,

For various reasons,

Uncle Zheng, who clearly understood the intention of the other party in advance,

Step back in time,

Retreated behind Xu Youcheng.

The woman withdrew her soft sword, and when she was about to hold Hirano Uncle Hirano, in a blink of an eye, she found that Hirano Uncle Hirano was running behind!

The speed is incredible!

At this moment, Xu Youcheng also let out an angry roar, he knew what he should do immediately, and immediately slashed forward and slashed at the woman. The woman blocked it with a soft sword, but was directly bounced away by the knife.

This is enough to show that the strength of a woman is really weak, and it is better than those of the ladies, but it is really not comparable to the martial artist.

Xu Youcheng slashed the woman's soft sword, and did not take advantage of the situation to take her life. Instead, he pressed the woman's shoulder with his left hand and swept the woman with his right foot, flipping the woman to the ground, and then directly set the blade up to control the woman.

That young girl was also embraced by the soldiers behind Xu Youcheng with a knife!

The situation was under control in an instant.

It was so simple that Uncle Zheng felt a little embarrassed.

Therefore, in order to conceal this embarrassment, Uncle Zheng walked over and picked up the soft sword that had fallen on the ground, instilled blood into it, and the soft sword straightened immediately.

Uncle Zheng grabbed the soft sword with his hand, and the power of the sixth rank martial artist was released.

"Crack!"

Break the soft sword directly.

Then he threw the broken sword under his feet disdainfully,

Then clap your hands deliberately and lightly.

After doing this, Uncle Zheng felt even more embarrassed.

Because breaking the soft sword gives people a very simple illusion, it might be better to find a knife to break it.

Gee,

Uncle Zheng was a little helpless.

Fortunately,

Of those present, no one cared about Uncle Zheng's embarrassment. Everyone was shocked by the assassin who suddenly appeared.

The old man sitting in the bullock cart saw it,

Laughing again,

Road:

"The old man listened to them when he was asleep and wanted to see Uncle Hirano here with the help of his identity. I don't know where they got the news, saying that Uncle Hirano likes married women."

Zheng Fan shook his head and smiled bitterly;

"Nonsense."

However, this is indeed a trick that Yin Jiawei likes to use.

Yin Jiawei seems to like to send his wife to his goal. Uncle Zheng discussed with the blind man a while ago. Is he not qualified now or is too far away? Why didn't he enjoy Yin Jiawei's wife delivery policy?

The blind man’s answer made Uncle Zheng even more shocked. The blind man said that he had deliberately investigated the identity of the Hakka, and proved that he was indeed an innocent widow, and the Lord could rest assured to stay with him.

Nor can it be blamed for blind men who are all soldiers. After all, there are examples of cuckoos. In this regard, we must be more careful.

After all, a man who has achieved fame has a thousand advantages, but he also has a common disadvantage, that is, he can't control his waistband.

However, what was worrying did happen, and Yin Jiawei was really focused on himself and also sent benefits to himself.

At this time, Uncle Zheng also deliberately took a few more glances at the look of the older woman, indeed, she looked pretty good.

The old man said again at this time:

"Uncle Hirano is good at the customs for Zhuxia Shouxue, and good at revenge for my Jin people. Although you are a Yan, the old man accepts your kindness. Therefore, the old man wanted to take the so-called wives and daughters with you and be your best soldiers. The dead souls under the sword are all regarded as fulfilling their reputation for loyalty and saving the loneliness on the road to Huangquan.

But since your Uncle Hirano is here and you want to forgive the old man, the old man can only tell the truth. "

Zheng Fan nodded and said to the old man:

"Also invite Lao Yu to rest in the city, and Ben will host a banquet."

The old man raised his hand,

Directly:

"If you are greedy for your wine and meat, the old man will say it directly, why bother to waste so much tongue before accusing Sang Huai?

The old man's surname is Yu, which belongs to the Yu family. The old man swears to the death not to be your official, nor to enjoy the blessings of your Yan!

Now, since these two have been arrested by you, the old man only asks you, Uncle Hirano. "

"Speaking."

"The old man is old and weak, and he is still a little afraid of pain. In this life, although the Yu family is lonely, the old man has not suffered much. After all, he is a turbid waste.

Nowadays, the old man doesn’t want to be greedy for cheap, let alone take care of by you. He has only one death, and after this dying, people in the future will talk gossip about selling my wife and daughter for glory.

and so,

The old man asked Hirano to send him a knife on the road! "

Zheng Fan hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said:

"It is a blessing for the younger generation to be able to send the old man on the road."

It is not called Ben Bo, but junior.

The old man seized the time, took another sip of wine for himself, and said cheerfully:

"When I was drunk, I didn’t hurt when I died, so before going to the execution ground, the executioner would give the death row a bowl of wine. The old man drank so much today, so I just wanted to stop screaming in pain when I was really going to die. Come out, that would be really embarrassing, haha.

Fortunately, your uncle Hirano is also a big man, and the knife should make the thief clean. If you send the old man on the road, the old man is also considered decent! "

Zheng Fan stretched out his hand, took the knife from the soldier next to him, and walked to the old man.

The old man sat up straight.

Yelled:

"But please guard the snowy customs, so that my Sanjin people will not be poisoned by wild people! The old man wishes the uncle Hirano prosperous and prosperous for thousands of years!"

Zheng Fan dropped the knife,

"puff!"

The old man's head left his body, spun in the air and then fell, and Zheng Fan reached out and caught it.

Zheng Fan sent the head of the old man to Xu Youcheng,

Xu Youcheng reached out and held it.

"Press Jinli..."

Zheng Fan paused.

Continue:

"Thick burial."

On the other side, in order not to appear abrupt, the Juggernaut who knelt down with the current, lowered his head and muttered:

"Unscrupulous descendant Yu Huaping, respectfully send Zong Ye on the road."

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Recently, there have been a lot of private chats among readers, so I would like to respond to everyone here.

I am really touched and grateful to see many readers saying that I will follow wherever I go~lightnovelpub.net~. It is my honor and pride to have your company and support.

"Magic Lin", I intend to write a long story, it will be the longest one of all my works, now it has 1.72 million words, but it feels like it has just started.

In fact, I prefer to write some little characters and supporting characters than to fight for hegemony and the necessary plot preparation, so that everyone feels that this fictional world is more realistic, more interesting and more flavorful.

Dragon’s Great God was signed in 19 years, five years, that is to say, there are still three and a half years of contract. Dragon will work hard and stable. Here, I will write "Magic Lin" well. Please rest assured that you have packed your bags and are ready. The cutie who ran with me can put the luggage down first.

At last,

As an otaku author, the fat dragon in your mouth,

I also hope that every online writer can have the equality, respect and dignity that he deserves when facing his own work.

I also hope that this world will become more and more beautiful.