"Almost ten thousand people had eaten before we even had time, and those chickens were brought to the table before they even had time to lay eggs." There was a lot of discussion here.
Ming Jiuye was not idle either. He summoned the ghost slave again to prepare the approval document, and he calmly read it slowly.
Once people keep themselves busy, time flies by silently like running water.
Around dusk, Ming Jiuye closed the last book of the day and saw the sunset like a red fallen leaf falling into the lush mountain forest.
Nighthawk lay on his knees and the more he wrote, the more he felt his vision was blocked, "Get out of the way, the light is blocked."
As soon as he spoke, everyone realized what was happening. When they lowered their heads, they discovered that the afterglow of the sun had already spread on the water, like a handful of shining gold, making people endlessly daydreaming.
"Okay, it's getting late, you should go back and rest." After Ming Jiuye finished speaking, Wuyou was the only one left to stop and watch the scenery.
"Husband, are you done?" Wuyou turned around and stretched his arms and walked straight towards Ming Jiuye.
"Finished..."
In an instant, a group of unknown birds flew over the sky, their wings beating the air crazily, making a "whisking" sound, which directly drowned out Ming Jiuye's words.
Just as Wuyou looked up, a black thing hit her.
"careful!"
Ming Jiuye dragged Wuyou behind him.
"Oh yo yo..."
Because Bao Yue is so big, he won't have much reaction if such a small thing hits him.
When Wuyou got closer, he saw clearly that the dark and wrinkled skin was that of Rumpelstiltskin who was kicked away by her?
"You're so capable! Choose when I'm serving dinner every time." If she hadn't seen him fall from the sky with her own eyes, she would have thought that this guy was just here for a meal.
"Empress, please forgive me! Empress, please have mercy!" His voice was small and thin, and his dark appearance was really unpleasant.
"You know me? Tell me, why are you following me?" Wuyou and Ming Jiuye sat on the "ground".
"The villain is a native of Heihe, his name is Ba'er..."
"Wait a minute, Heihe is not under my control. You have found the wrong person. Let's go!" How could everything be blamed on her?
Ming Jiuye saw that the dwarf lowered his head and refused to move. He was still holding on to the corners of his clothes with both hands. There must be something very important, at least for this dwarf, it was a big deal.
"Baby, you have nothing to do. How about we eat and listen to him?" At this time, delicacies were placed on the "table" spread with red cloth.
After hearing this, Wuyou was silent for a while and then said: "Well, for the sake of my husband interceding for you, you can just say it."
It’s a blessing, not a curse, it’s a curse that cannot be avoided!
"Oh! Thank you, Your Majesty the Emperor! Ouch..." He has a big head and a small body. He bent down and put his head on Baoyue's back. He was like a dog chewing on the mud, and it took a lot of effort for his two short legs to stand up.
Seeing his funny performance, Wuyou immediately laughed out loud, his eyebrows curved like a crescent moon: "Hahaha...how can you walk like this!"
The little man seemed to be very concerned about his own image. His little hand turned into a comb and quickly smoothed his "hair": "The little man rarely uses it for walking. The queen is laughing."
"Okay, come over and talk while we eat." Only then did Baer realize that there was a beautiful small bowl placed on the red tablecloth with an exquisite wooden spoon on it.
"This...thank you for your love."
He was flattered and bowed on the spot, and his head fell to the ground first. The oil ghost who was waiting on the side couldn't stand it anymore, so he floated over and lifted him up, adjusted his position and placed him on the edge of the "table".
After a while, "Hey! That's what you said!" Wuyou angrily looked at Ba'er who was eating happily in front of him and scolded.
"Your Majesty, if you don't say anything after eating or sleeping, let's eat first." After saying that, with a shocked expression on his face, Wuyou held the whole plate of food in his arms, pulled it with a spoon and started chewing it with relish.
"Husband, my tricolor
Mushrooms...he didn't leave any of my white jade fairy porridge and glutinous rice chicken for me! "Is this guy reincarnated as a starving ghost?"
Eat chicken without spitting out the bones! Just need to eat the plate!
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. Wuyou gritted his teeth and said, "You can't say anything when you eat or sleep, right? Ghost slave! Cover his mouth and beat him hard!"
Just as Gui Slave was about to step forward, he was turned away by Ming Jiuye's look, "Wait a minute! Baby, I think it's because he keeps looking for you that he doesn't have time to eat... Let Gui Slave prepare more OK?"
"Your Majesty, don't be angry. We have also studied new cuisines and are steaming them on the cage." You Guier stepped forward one by one and said.
"Your Majesty, please don't be angry! It's not good for your health to be so angry..." The Emperor is also true that your Majesty's body is the most important thing, okay? How could you care about a briquette!
Wuyou was a little disappointed when he heard Ming Jiuye say the same thing.
"Okay, then let him eat alone, otherwise he will die!" She put down her chopsticks angrily, and she and Ming Jiuye waited quietly for the dwarf named Baer to shout.
Unexpectedly, even as he ate the last vegetable leaf, he didn't even hear a cry from him.
After he finished eating, he calmly took out a withered yellow leaf from his dark rags, wiped his mouth, folded it, and carried it in his arms, all at once.
"Ha! You're quite particular!"
Wuyou was very surprised when he saw his smooth movements. If he hadn't seen the scene of him devouring food just now, he wouldn't have been convinced that this was a person.
"Thank you, Your Majesty the Emperor, and the Empress for your warm hospitality. This is my heartfelt offer. Please accept it."
I don't know when two more leaves appeared in his hand. The red leaves were about the size of an adult man's fingernails.
"It's so thoughtful, you see!" Wuyou twirled the red leaves with two fingers and brought them close to Ming Jiuye's eyes for him to watch.
"My husband also has one. These should be the red leaves of the red leaf forest." Ming Jiuye said this, and Wuyou looked at the little dwarf in surprise.
"Is this it?" Wuyou asked suspiciously.
"That's right. I don't have anything to offer, so please don't dislike it."
"How did you know we were going to the Red Leaf Forest?" Wuyou's eyes instantly became wary.
"I've been following my mother-in-law all the time! Of course I heard it."
"when?"
"Well...except when the queen enters the meson space, I am there the rest of the time. I can melt myself into the water and change into various shapes." As he said that, he turned into a long motionless piece of rotten seaweed.
"Uh... I have indeed seen this in the sea, what else?" Wuyou regretted it as soon as he finished speaking, because this thing turned into a piece of rotten meat with a stinky smell.
"Ugh... change back quickly!" Wuyou's face turned pale for a moment.
"Baby, are you okay?" What's wrong with turning into a corpse? This dwarf can't figure it out!
"I feel sick and want to vomit..."
He had barely eaten a few bites of the meal, but now his son looked at something he shouldn't have seen. At this time, his stomach was churning and he felt extremely uncomfortable.
"Mother, are you okay?" Who would have thought that a piece of rotten flesh would actually speak.
"Change back! Change back!"
"Didn't you see that my mother-in-law is in pain? Change back quickly!" The oil ghosts were also annoyed, and they all painted three layers inside and three outside to cover up the rotten flesh.
It's a pity that they are ghosts and their images are not strong, so... they cover up the loneliness!
Seeing all the oil ghosts looking fierce, Baer realized that he was in trouble and quickly changed his mind.
"Mother, are you okay?"
He rubbed his little hands guiltily and leaned forward with his big head. Unexpectedly, he fell upside down and his head got stuck between Baoyue's ribs.
"Honey, help me! I can't get out!"
After taking a pill, Wuyou's expression improved, "What is he doing?"
Ming Jiuye glanced at it lightly and said, "As expected, his head should be stuck." He gently stroked Wuyou's back with one hand, blaming himself in his heart. His You'er had stomach problems, why did he
I forgot about it just now!
There was still an eating and drinking snake in her belly, and if he wasn't afraid of her worrying, he would really want to slap himself at this moment.
"Huh? Stuck? Please help me quickly!"
After hearing Wuyou's order, the oil ghosts stepped forward to help, some pulling their clothes and some pulling their feet.
After several efforts, there was still no result. "Mom, if you can't pull it out, let's forget about it. Your head may shrink after a few days of starvation, and it will come out on its own by then." A greasy boy suggested.
Let him eat so much, he deserves it! I made this supplement for my empress, but she hasn’t even taken a bite yet.
Wuyou refused without thinking, "No, no, it's easy to become an idiot if your brain is congested for a long time! Try some oil, hurry up!"
"Go quickly! Your Majesty has given the order." Baer, who was stuck between his ribs, still urged.
After a while, a leather bag of oil poured down like this, "Mother, if it still doesn't work, why don't you let him fall directly and let Bao Ri catch it."
"That's another way. Ba'er, please let go of your hand, and I'll let Bao Ri catch you."
Hearing this, he loosened his hands and said, "Honey, help me!" He didn't forget to shout for help when he fell.
But when Leopard Ri threw him up, the expression on Wuyou's face gradually began to crack. Who is this ugly guy with a big bald head?
What about hair?
Where are the eyes?
What about the mouth?
"Are you... Baer?"
"It's me, my dear, why are you...ah, where is my hair?" He tried to hide his head in his clothes in a panic, but his head was too big and it didn't work at all.
His head was as bright as a hundred-watt light bulb, and his huge nose took up two-thirds of his face. His eyes were like black beans. If it weren't for the flash of light in his eyes, Wuyou would have thought he was blind.
The mouth is even more astonishingly ugly, like a toothless old lady, with her lower lip covering her upper lip.
"I bet you are a real master of disguise!" These words were extremely ironic, and Wuyou did not hide the vicious expression in his words, showing disgust at his intentional approach.
"Mother, I...I really don't mean to scare you!" He said awkwardly.
"Scaring! I'm afraid you have some misunderstanding about me! Tell me! What do you want!" Her eyes burst out with murderous intent as sharp as a blade, which made people shudder.
Twenty taels of silver was a bit too small, but in modern times it was still around eight thousand to ten thousand yuan.
At present, an ordinary soldier in the Yu Dynasty can only earn one tael of silver per month at most, and a centurion can earn three taels of silver per month.
Maybe he will accept it.
In addition, Qin Hu is also planning to draw a big pie for Li Xiaokun. After all, Qin Hu used to have money.
Now it depends on whether he and Qin An can survive the night.
"Little Marquis, I may not be able to survive. I'm so hungry, my hands and feet are frozen with cold." Qin An said in a daze.
"Xiao Anzi, Xiao Anzi, hold on, hold on, you can't stay still, get up and run, that's the only way you can survive."
In fact, Qin Hu himself is in trouble. Although he was a special soldier in his previous life, this body is not what he used to be. All he has now is a perseverance.
"Wait!"
Qin Hu's eyes were like cold stars, and he suddenly shouted in a low voice. A reflection and a rustling sound that appeared just ten meters away from the camp aroused his alertness.
With the professional sense of smell of a special scout, he felt that it was the enemy.
But should we notify Li Xiaokun?
Qin Hu hesitated a little. What if he saw it wrong? You know, his current physical condition is completely different from before.
If a false alarm causes night terrors or camp roars, and someone gets a handle on it, they will be killed without mercy.
"Xiao Anzi, hand me the bow and arrow."
Qin Hu crawled under the carriage and whispered.
But Qin An's next words scared him so much that he almost jumped up.
"Bow and arrow, what are bow and arrow?"
What, there are no bows and arrows in this era?
Qin Hu looked around and found a wooden stick with a sharpened top placed under the wheel. It was two meters long. It was thick at the handle and became thinner as it went up.
The more I look at it, the more it looks like a weapon.
Wooden gun, this is the iconic building of the cannon fodder.
"Come closer, come closer..." After a few breaths, Qin Hu was sure that he was right.
The other party may be the enemy's scouts, called scouts in this era. They are trying to enter the camp and conduct reconnaissance.
Of course, if conditions permit, you can also poison, set fire to, or perform a beheading operation.
"one two three……"
He and Qin An lay motionless on the ground until then, he suddenly jumped up and threw the wooden spear as a javelin.
"puff!"
It was impossible for the scout to wear armor because he had difficulty moving, so the shot pierced his chest directly.
Following Qin Hu, he picked up the wooden gun belonging to Qin An, jumped out of the carriage, and chased in the opposite direction desperately.
For the reliability of intelligence, the scouts are required to monitor each other and are not allowed to act alone, so there are at least two.
After a few moments, Qin Hu threw another black shadow to the ground.
Then he strangled his neck with a wooden gun. There was a crisp sound and the man's head hung down.
"Hoo, hoo!" Qin Hu was sweating profusely and almost collapsed. He lay on the ground gasping for air. His body was really too weak.
Just to break the enemy's neck, before he could just use his hands, but just now he had to rely on the power of a wooden gun.
"Qin An, come here and help me search you."
Qin Hu is familiar with the rules of the battlefield. He must collect all the trophies from these two guys as quickly as possible.
"Two daggers, two horizontal knives, a level, seven or eight taels of broken silver, two grain bags, flags, kettles, two sets of cotton-padded clothes, two pot helmets, bacon..."
"Qin An, brother, hurry up, hurry up, eat something quickly, you are saved..."
Qin Hu tremblingly grabbed a handful of fried beans from the grain bag and stuffed it into Qin An's mouth, then filled him with water and put on the captured cotton-padded clothes.
.
Before dawn, Qin Hu cut off the scout's head before the sentry on duty arrived, carried it into Shi Chang's camp, and reported what happened yesterday.
This was done to prevent others from taking credit, and he knew what kind of environment he was in now.
"Thirty taels of silver for one head, you are rich."
The chief's name was Gundam. He was a tall, muscular man with a beard.
At first, he didn't believe it until he saw the trophies captured by Qin Hu and the two corpses.
At this moment, his eyes were full of envy, jealousy and hatred.
"It's not me who gets rich, it's everyone who gets rich. This is the result of the ten of us."
