"Wu Gan, I want to kill you, I must kill you."
With a crisp sound, the little leather whip hit Yin Jiao's body, and his little heart suffered great damage. You know, he is still just a child.
"You are chattering, but you still have the energy to yell, so you might as well use your strength on your feet. Start running. If the king knows that you are such a loser, you might as well have another one."
Wu Gan really dared to speak and act, and he never showed any mercy. Every word he spoke directly touched the most painful part of people's hearts, making people want to kill him with a knife.
Yin Jiao gritted his teeth. Not only did his body have to deal with the hypoxia and muscle soreness caused by the long journey, but the urging trash talk in his ears also made him grit his teeth in grief and anger, and there were waves of anger building up in his heart. .
Now is the hottest time in summer. The sun is burning like a furnace. He doesn't need to exercise. He can sweat all over just standing in the sun. The limit is really coming. If he continues to run, he feels like he will die suddenly. land.
At this moment, two arms held his arms, and Yin Jiao looked blankly at the sight of the corps commander Meng You and his three brothers.
"Don't talk, listen to the rhythm of our breathing, don't be anxious, we are Paoze and we will not give up on you!"
Yin Jiao was in a daze, looking at Meng You and Xi's smiles and couldn't help but burst into tears. There were still good people in the Vulcan Camp!
A group of five people were pulled further and further away by the large army, until they could no longer see the figures in front of them. The group of five people stood side by side, holding each other's arms, step by step, sweating under the scorching sun.
"Don't be anxious, it will be later. As long as you can persist, it will be victory. Don't be afraid, we will be with you."
It only took more than an hour for others to run back to the camp, but due to the drag from Yin Jiao, it took Meng You and his group a full three hours to run back to the camp. By the time they returned, the soldiers in the camp had already finished taking showers and carrying He ate the fragrant and glutinous rice in a pottery basin. The white rice was covered with thick fat. Just smelling the aroma made Yin Jiao, who had been hungry for half a night and all morning, swallow his saliva.
But the cough in my mouth was extremely dry, and the more I swallowed, the more uncomfortable it became.
The five of them didn't care to wash away their stinking sweat, and hurried back to the camp, carrying pottery basins, and went to the kitchen camp to get food.
Under Yin Jiao's expectant eyes, a thick bowl of rice and sweet meat slices were piled high, but he still shouted unsatisfied: "One more spoonful, it's best to pour some gravy on the rice, it will be more delicious." .”
Before the soldier who was preparing the meal agreed, Wu Gan snatched the pottery basin and poured down half of the food in the pottery basin, no more, no less, exactly half.
"Wu Gan!! Are you targeting me?"
"Am I targeting you? Before training, did I say that if you fail to return on time, your dinner will be halved. You are a waste. Who is to blame?"
"But I completed the whole process, isn't that enough?"
Wu Gan looked at Yin Jiao with disdain. He just felt that this prince was well protected. If you work hard, you will definitely get results. This is your rule as a prince. This is not the rule of ordinary people. In the Vulcan Camp, No one is nobler than anyone else.
"The rules are the rules. Who do you think you are? Under my hands, you are just an ordinary soldier. No, you are not even a servant of the Vulcan Camp. You bitch, let me tell you, not only you The food for you will be halved, and the food for the rest of your group will be halved.”
Yin Jiao's eyes were about to burst into flames, and he actually smashed the pottery bowl in his hand directly on Wu Gan's back. His tears couldn't stop flowing. He had never been so wronged in his life.
A pair of eyes that were so calm and emotionless glanced at Yin Jiao. The Vulcan general, who had always had a hot temper, silently bent down, lowered his head, picked up the rice and meat slices with dirt and dust, and carefully patted the dust on them. He picked up every grain of rice and meat respectfully and put them in his bowl.
"Meng You!!!"
"My subordinate is here!"
"What is the punishment for attacking a superior?"
"Battle eighty!"
"Let's do it. You guys do it yourself, or should I do it for you after dinner?"
Meng You looked back at Yin Jiao, who had a stubborn face, and smiled softly.
"General, Yin Jiao is still young and he cannot hold up to eighty canes. I am not strict in his discipline. Meng You should take the first responsibility. I am willing to receive forty canes."
"I am the same as Pao Ze, and I am willing to bear the staff for Yin Jiao."
Wu Gan didn't speak, nodded silently, and then sat in the open space aside. He didn't mind it, and started eating the rice and meat slices that Yin Jiao threw on the ground.
He was angry, but even more disappointed. If this kid charged at him with a sword, he would not be so angry. Only food is wasted, and people who waste food will still be wanted in the future. Becoming a king not only made him angry, but also made him sad.
He had seen a famine, which was a scene of Yizi cannibalizing. Before Mengchang liberated Mengcheng, it was still called Gucheng. The people of old Mengcheng would never treat food in this way, because they had really experienced starvation in the fields. , so the biggest reason why he can endure such a fiery temper and farm with Meng Chang is that he knows the importance of food.
Yin Jiao also cried. He had never been a child who loved to cry, but now he stood aside, helpless and watching Meng You being beaten, and his tears couldn't stop flowing in an instant.
"Stop fighting... I was the one who made the mistake. Why should I hit the corps commander? Please, hit me. You hit me!"
"Uuuuuuuu, I'm no longer willful, I was wrong, I know I was wrong!"
Looking at Yin Jiao who was crying loudly, Qian Yin stepped forward and said seriously.
"Your Highness, do you know where you went wrong?"
"I shouldn't attack the general. Dr. Shang Rong once said that there should be orderliness at the top and bottom, etiquette and respect. The Grand Master also taught me that discipline is the most important in the military camp."
"No, my good prince, you are right about the smallest reasons, but the biggest mistake is that you should not waste food. Go back, don't stay here, you are not suitable for the Vulcan Camp, Go back and be your prince honestly, you are the crown prince, why do you have to suffer with these hard-working people who are fighting for their lives."
"I don't. I am the son of Di Xin and the grandson of Wen Ding. I can lose, but I will never give up. Just wait. One day, I will make you all look up to me, not because I am a prince, but because I am a prince." It’s because I am a qualified warrior!”
Qian Yin looked back in the direction of Xuanwu Camp, his heart a little heavy, good guy, I'll pay you a hundred dollars, three hundred dollars! ! How many Tiger Wolf Pills do you need to practice to earn back?
In the Xuanwu Camp, a group of men wearing blue war patterns gathered in a circle and watched their little princess from Mengdi riding on Yin Hong and giving her a beating.
"You Yin Hong, if you don't work hard in training, you will kill my aunt. I tell you, if you make me unable to eat enough again, I will beat you every time I see you."
Yin Hong protected his face and shouted miserably: "I want to go home, I won't play anymore!! Brother Wang lied to me, it's not fun here at all, I want to go home!!"
She cried loudly, but the more she cried, the angrier Ji Youyu became. A good boy was worse than a girl. If placed in their tribe, children who could not afford the hardship would be thrown away. Fortunately, he is still the son of the king of the world. "Princes" in ancient times can be bad, but there will never be anyone like him who can cry when he is not happy at all. This is a cowardly expression and a symbol of incompetence.
Di Xin, who was standing on a high slope and looking at the camp in the distance, couldn't help but laugh. He actually didn't think there was anything wrong with his son being beaten, and instead boasted to Meng Chang next to him.
"Haha, Uncle Meng is such a wonderful person. My incompetent child has always been the one who beats the teacher and behaves tyrannically. Not only do you dare to let others beat him, but you can also beat him into submission. Now I believe what Feihu said. It’s true, Uncle Meng can really teach these two children well.”
"It would be great if your Majesty doesn't think that what I'm doing is vulgar. The two princes are actually kind-hearted, but they just lack people to guide them. People around them are mostly flattering and flattering, so they naturally lose restraint and the ability to recognize themselves. I Just awaken the kindness in their hearts, and the prince himself will walk on the right path."
Di Xin nodded in agreement. When he was young, he was also lawless. He even dared to contradict the then general Lu Xiong. If it weren't for Grand Master Wen who took him by his side to restrain him, using sticks and sticks, and at the same time teaching him principles, according to recent After what he had experienced during this period, he had long wanted to imitate Xia Jie and let the wine pool and meat forest flourish.
But is Yin Hong's spanking also a call for love?
It doesn't matter anymore, this kid is cheating and sneaking around, and he just needs an "upright" person to cure his timid and reckless character.
But when he looked at Yin Jiao and Yin Hong, he unconsciously thought of Empress Jiang, and sighed. Di Xin lost the desire to continue watching, and waved his hand, signaling Meng Chang to follow.
"I'm tired. Let's go back to the palace first. If there is a good harvest outside the city, Uncle Meng remember to tell me. I also want to see the golden mountains and fields and smell the fragrance of the harvest rice."
"promise!"
After seeing off the king, the sky was getting dark. Meng Chang didn't have much work today. His work was basically all on Bigan. At this time, he hurriedly walked to the west of the city, following the dim sunset, speeding up and weeding hard. , fertilize, and check whether there are any lesions on the plants and the fullness of the grains.
"Uncle Meng, actually you don't need to go to the fields yourself, why do you insist on farming every day?" Bigan asked.
"I like this feeling of labor, and I always feel that as a chief officer, you not only have to have an overall view and the ability to lead people, but you also have to go to the front line to experience basic work. Only in this way can you I know everyone’s truest thoughts, and let everyone see that I am working hard, what reason do they have for not following me?”
Bigan stroked his beard and looked at the young man with admiration. How great it would be if he could still be as young as him. If he could have met this wise man during the Wen Ding period, how powerful would Dachang be? At that time, Brother Wen Ding didn't have to imprison and kill Ji Li.
Catching the last ray of sunset and finishing his work, Meng Chang bid farewell to Prime Minister Bigan and ended his busy day. He sat quietly near the green experimental field and drank the sweet wheat-flavored milk tea in his hand. This was also a new thought recently. A way to drink.
It's a pity that he hasn't found the cow yet. He doesn't know whether it's because he didn't find it at this time or because he was in a remote location. In short, it's difficult to promote it, so he can only entertain himself with an occasional drink to relieve the fatigue of the day.
There were sounds of dogs barking around the wheat fields in the distance, and after a while there was a sound of fighting. Xue Ehu and Hu Lei heard the sound and rushed out quickly. Meng Chang squinted his eyes slightly and savored the pure natural and pollution-free organic milk tea in his hand. Listening to the chirping of cicadas and the croaking of frogs, I happily threw a piece of dried meat into my mouth and watched the dim sky gradually being replaced by dots of stars in the Milky Way.
The sky without light pollution is so beautiful!
After a while, Hu Lei's clone came to Mengchang carrying an unknown monk wearing a Taoist robe.
"Fellow Taoist, let's talk. I know it's not easy for you to practice casually. You're all doing it just to earn a living. I won't ask your name or your teacher's lineage. Tell me who asked you to come and what you want to do. After I finish, I How about I respectfully ask you to leave?"
(End of chapter)
