The magnolia paddock, the ancient hunting ground outside the Saiwai, the killing has continued for thousands of years, the sheep eat grass, the wolf eats the sheep, and after the death of the wolf and the wolf, it turns into fat mud to nourish the pasture. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

In recent years, the situation has been significantly different, whether it is a tiger or a wolf or a rabbit or a sheep, there is no power to fight back under the guns of humans, and humans, not the most powerful and without sharp claws, but because they can use tools, they stand at the top of the food chain.

After Zhang Meixi stopped, the president's guards also began to shoot, and animals the size of coyotes, yellow sheep, tigers and leopards, and rabbits and deer fell in rows, and blood soaked the pastures under the general.

The flesh was piled up, and the blood flowed like a river, and that red, redder than the clothes of the ladies, and redder than the red silk streamers tied to the machine guns. His Excellency the President smiled and explained to everyone:

"Deliberately replaced with the worst bullets, now the weapon technology is very good, if you want to use the latest artillery, it is still light to mince meat, and I am most afraid that it will become a piece of black ash after the fight, how can I eat it?"

The Overseers nodded their heads, they were the ones who knew the most about weapons.

"Now this science is really amazing, the technology of making guns and cannons is changing every day, I think sooner or later, scientists can build a bomb, and if it explodes, the whole earth will be blown up."

This is a learned Overseer who understands the scientific terms of Earth.

"If it really explodes like that, it will be a matter of an instant, and all the enemies and relatives will be finished in an instant, and there will be no grievances and pains, and it will not be too sad."

This is a pessimistic overseer, who can't give up the wealth of the world, his descendants, relatives and friends, so he puts down the arrogance of the feudal officials and laughs and flatters in front of the president.

Although the massacre was only a hunt, there were still a few Overseers who looked quite concerned, they were mentally unsettled, and they were worried that the President would burn three fires and burn them on their heads.

It has only been thirteen years since the Manchu Dynasty fell to the country, and these rapidly rising upstarts are all covered with blood on their hands, and the president wants to find fault, so he can pull out a lot of them casually.

He was a tiger and wolf in the day, but today he has become a rabbit and a sheep. People who used to kill with a cold face, when they found that the butcher knife was pointed at them, it was difficult for them to remain calm one by one.

The president naturally knew the psychology of these people very well, so he changed the location of the meeting outside the Saiwai, otherwise if he directly transferred these overseers into Beiping, many of them would not dare to go for fear of death. Even now in the Outer Pastures, there are a small percentage of Overseers who have found various excuses to not come, and in their fiefdoms, they have the greatest power as if their roots are deep in the earth.

The Overseers' discussion was interrupted by a hearty laugh from the President:

"Pass the order, tear open the encirclement, and let the good men do their own thing!"

For a while, more than 20 people and horses were thunderous, chasing the scattered and fleeing animals.

"Let's see who gets the most out of it today."

The one who gained the most was naturally the president, but this second place was more interesting to compete for.

The Overseers were overjoyed to see their men scattered and relentless, and they all felt a sense of joy when some of their weapons were returned to their hands, and they advised one another:

"Brother Li, are you in the mood to shoot a few shots?"

The Overseer who was advised waved his hand:

"It's enough to eat, I'm not a greedy person. Could it be that Brother Xiong is afraid that the president will not give you meat to eat? ”

The person being questioned shrunk his neck and replied wittily:

"The president has a clear eye and a bright heart, and he is the most fair."

The president's guards stepped down from the platform, picked and chose among the mountains of animal meat, selected a few tiger wolves that were still panting, and carried them over to directly cut their throats and bleed. dripping in a row of hundreds of black porcelain open bowls.

The best bowl was naturally delivered to the president in front of several cases.

The president looked at the bowl of red steaming leopard blood, smiled and humbly said:

"Would you like to add some liquor? Everyone looks at their tastes, feel free! Random! ”

Such a trivial matter would also win the opinion of the Overseers, who relaxed a little, and by the time they had drunk the first glass of blood wine, the atmosphere was getting better and better.

On the seats of the ladies and dependents, some blood wine was also sent, and the ladies exclaimed and laughed into a few balls, and in the end, a few young ladies really drank it. There will always be a tiger girl with a strong personality.

Of course, the other ladies will not be hungry, and more beautiful tastes are being prepared.

The sky is high and the earth is wide, the curtain is on the ground, and after the killing, it is a feast of barbecue. The marching shovel dug the pit quickly, hundreds of barbecue racks were supported, the fire was very vigorous, the flames came out more than three feet high, **** the whole yellow sheep or fat deer, beeping and beeping.

In a few minutes, a thick layer is baked, cut with a sharp saber, put in a simple dish made of bloody skin, sprinkled with a layer of white salt, and served to the table.

The fragrance was strong, and the ladies couldn't resist this barbaric temptation, so they tasted some one by one. Even those who are particularly precious and weaker are laughing and eating some wine to keep out the cold.

The feast of the president, how can there be no music, the music in the army is, of course, gongs, drums and horns, as well as the sound of rushing from far and near. At this moment, it is exactly like the one depicted in an ancient poem.

Drunk to pick up the lamp to see the sword, dream back to blow the horn company camp, 800 miles under the command, 50 strings to turn the outside sound. Autumn soldiers on the battlefield. The horse-made Lu was fast, and the bow was like a thunderbolt. But the king of the world, won the name before and after his death.

The military flag hunting, the flames are blazing, the world is a bleak twilight, but above the feast is laughter and laughter, lively and boiling.

A foot behind the president, a wide felt and a few short feet were set up. Zhang Meixi knelt there and laughed with some laughter. In front of him was the wine that Young Master Wednesday had poured himself, and Young Master Tuesday also came over and said with a smile:

"Listen, Miss, is this a remake of "Great China", how dare you change so much, and I don't know who gave them the rights, and whether they paid the copyright fee to the eldest lady. Be sure to check it out. ”

There was a lot of joy and boiling all around, Zhang Meixi didn't make a sound, just smiled and shook her head, when she just came back, she saw the situation of the whole country unified, and she was very interested, and she made a few tunes from memory, and now they are all used as national anthem and military music.

Young Master Zhou walked over and placed a large plate of steaming barbecue in front of her.

According to reason, the barbecue on the president's table should be the best, and the president and the overseers exchanged a few polite words, then turned back to Zhang Meixi and said:

"Xi'er, you eat a little venison too."

Suddenly found that the barbecue in front of his granddaughter was more and better than the one in front of him, the president smiled and said a few good words in a row.

"Good, good, good!"

Even if he repeats it a hundred times, he can't express the president's doting and satisfied admiration for his granddaughter.

…… (To be continued.) )