Chapter Twenty-Six: A Conundrum
The disciplinary officer was clearly sophisticated, dared to speak, and knew when to say the right thing.
However, the most appropriate sentence has not yet been spoken.
Zhang Shenxian also looked like a dog and wore a military uniform, knelt on the ground with a "porphyr" sound, and cried: "General, you can't die." You are dead, who will lead the army to the north to rescue General Yu Lao and repel the Hu people! β
Everyone woke up, all the porphyries knelt on the ground, this time the persuasion was changed, and they all said how hateful the Hu people were, how important this war was to the people and the court, this is the right thing, the general first focus on the big things, don't leave everyone behind. Otherwise, why would everyone leave their homes and come out?
Talking and inducing sincerity, first a few whimpered, and then howled. Yun Jian took advantage of the situation, and then talked about the threat of the Hu people to the frontier, the dire situation of the border people, the heavy responsibility on the shoulders of the soldiers, and the high hopes of the emperor, and finally agreed, and together with Wan Dianyou, he sent the death penalty first, and went to the north to win the battle. He also ordered the disciplinary officer General Ji Chongxuan to ask everyone if they understood this time?
The crowd must understand.
Remember? If you don't remember it, read it again.
It all has to be remembered.
"Okay." Yun Jian's face was flat, and his tone was completely different, "Military discipline has been declared, from now on, if discipline is violated, it is all the responsibility of the offender, and if it should be beaten, it should be punished, where are the disciplinary officers and supervisors?" β
There are disciplinary officers and supervisors of the team.
"From now on, if I break the discipline, there will be no leniency, and the sentence will be generally executed!"
The disciplinary officer takes the lead, and the officers should respond.
"Others are in transgression. Just like me, follow the law! β
All should be heard.
"Did you hear that?"
Again, this time the mountain sounds.
"Silence, march quickly!"
According to the order, the purge process dΓΉ is a step higher than before. Lin Dai couldn't help but think that when he walked out of the two provinces, this hastily pulled up army would be transformed into an iron army by Yunjian. In time, it may become a legendary army that will shock the world.
It's a pity that the eyeliner that secretly sent intelligence to the Hu people may not give them this hope.
The eyeliner watched the army of the cloud sword walk out. The Seventh Prince and Yun Zhou also set off to go back. The eyeliner will not go away. Hear the singing.
Butterfly Xiaohua once put the story of Lin Dai on the stage. sang her "Ask who cut the new clothes, who will make up for the flowers" and "I didn't add a new quilt on a cold night, and I woke up less soup after drinking". At that time, the scene was very popular. After that, Diexiaohua lost contact in a hurry, and after reappearing, she played amnesia again, and stopped singing, let alone rapping. No one dared to take his hand and sing. This play becomes a swan song.
Lin Dai is now singing again.
She can't sing. Reluctantly to that tune. Sing like a song. It's still not a very moving song. But it's so meaningful.
The Seventh Prince and Yunzhou were about to leave, but they stopped and listened: Huh. Who's singing?
The seventh prince's perception of the singing voice is: The sound quality is good, why is it so ugly. It seems that the best ribs are fried, which is particularly uncomfortable.
Yunzhou distinguished: This is the sentence of the play that Jincheng once became popular.
They can only hear this kind of Cheng dΓΉ. The conclusion is: Probably a fan of Butterfly Xiaohua, who is addicted here?
The timbre of a person's speech and singing will be very different. They didn't hear it was Lin Dai.
But they saw butterflies.
Butterflies of colored light, flying over the rocks.
Yun Zhou squinted his eyes and saw a spot of light in the bushes opposite.
Lin Dai made butterflies with colored glass, invited light, and printed the appearance of butterflies on the rocks. After confirming that the nobleman on the other side could see it, she put her things away and said, "You can go." β
They returned to the apartment, which was a small place on the outskirts of Beijing, called Jiangjiatun, with a hotel with neat straw and soil walls, and the words "Anyu Merchant" and "Shiyun Xingtai" were written on both sides, and the name of the store was written on the horizontal plaque: "Hongsheng Store".
Lin Dai took her right-hand man and rented three rooms here, and every day the food was delivered by the store in a big pot, and the accounting was all inclusive, even if he didn't eat a meal, it would be this amount of money in the end, even if he ate a meal, it was only such a money.
Anyway, rice is just ordinary rice on the market, or steamed buns, or home-cooked noodles made by yourself. The dish is to see what vegetables are picked in the field, so they stew in a pot and cut some salted meat into it. It's still manageable to be full. This is a very affordable hostel.
It is the boss himself who repairs bricks, paints walls, cuts wood and grass. It is the proprietress herself who cuts the meat in the shabu-shabu. When the boss carried Chai He into the kitchen, the proprietress said, "Aunt Zhuo, their family has gone to Ahanda." Changed the storefront, and it was also opened in Jingnan. Newly renovated, new guys, it's all different. β
The boss asked, "Which Aunt Zhuo?" β
The proprietress said: "When my mother's house was called Ah Ji?" β
The boss said "oh", put the firewood and grass, and went out. He saw the customer return to the store and said hello. The tiger cat at home came lazily and suddenly pounced, but he didn't know what he saw, and he didn't pounce, so he knocked down the ladder. The boss picked him up, scolded the cat, and walked back to the kitchen, forgetting what he wanted to take in the kitchen. The hostess is no longer there. The boss's daughter sat under the window and soles her shoes. The boss said, "Why are you sitting here?" It's hot and dusty. β
The boss's daughter went with her and walked away with a needle and thread. The boss is still in the back: "One by one, they are deaf and demented, and they don't know what to do!" β
The boss's daughter always didn't reply, and when she got to the back, she saw the proprietress who was fetching water, and said, "Dad somehow, who is angry again." β
The proprietress also sighed, wiped her hands on her apron, and said, "Help me." The two women went about their daily work, putting the previous topic on the back burner.
The boss was sulking in front of him, thinking how could people mix better than him? What's the good thing about that? Surrender your own business to someone else's brand? He looked at the "An Yu" on his straw wall and thought it was good, and he didn't want to change his course and change other people's heads. Looking at the skimming again, I felt that the writing was not good, the ink began to fade, and the wall had to be repaired again. In this way, not only the words and walls, but also the whole inn has various places that are loose and shaken. The building, which was not very decent in the first place, was deflated everywhere under the washing of the years. Even if the boss is constantly trimming. It was still like his own body, gradually decaying. In view of this, the boss was in a panic again. But the palm of his hand was attached to the foundation stone of the wall that was warmed by the sun, and he felt a little more relieved, thinking: We are always here. We're not bad either.
came and went, and the boss's heart was arched. He almost didn't notice the customers who had just entered the store.
The guest was dressed ordinarily, but his figure was very good, wearing a big straw hat and covering his face.
If the boss knows that under this hat, there is a butterfly smile. Knowing that his figure could have been enchanting, Cheng dΓΉ. Then you know that he came today, and he has been very disguised and restrained.
Rao was so restrained, and the boss's daughter's eyes lit up. hindered the identity of her daughter's family, it is not too explicit. The proprietress knows what is on her daughter's mind. She is willing to find a good in-law for her daughter. Is it possible for this guest to become a son-in-law? She greeted her.
The guest replied: No need to say hello. He was visiting a friend.
The proprietress pointed him out the room, and saw that he had disappeared from view, only to hear the voices of the other people in the shop, the sound of cats running on the floor, and the sound of wood and grass peeling under the stove. These sounds are worse than ever.
It's as if the skin has been in contact with fine silk, and it is uncomfortable to wear coarse linen. After listening to the beautiful voices of the guests, the other voices are not in my ears.
It took three days for the hostess's ears to return to their original state.
Butterfly Xiaohua walked into Lin Dai's room. Shuangshuang and Qiu Huitian both avoided it interestingly. Butterfly Xiaohua raised her hand, as if she wanted to take Lin Dai into her arms, and finally just gently put her fingers on the edge of the table and said, "It's not easy to meet, just show me this face." β
The gentlest complaint in the world.
He rested his fingers on the edge of the table. The old log table is all gentle.
Lin Dai hung his head.
Her head, face, fingers, and all her exposed skin were still as black as an old peasant. This disfigurement effect is not easy to wash off. She didn't bother to wash either.
"I've never seen anything like this that can ruin yourself." Butterfly Xiaohua continued to complain. The voice is softer. It was goose-down-like snow that fell on the old layer of snow.
Lin Dai cleared his throat and said, "Anyway, it's okay to wash it off." β
"Aren't you afraid you won't be able to wash it off?" Butterfly smiles and flowers make a scare look. Lin Dai laughed with a "card". I'm really not afraid. She's science-minded. This potion can not be washed off, there is an exact explanation, she believes. Besides, this skin is not her own. She still doesn't have a very real feeling. Even if it is broken, it is not as distressed as the original owner.
"Hey, the original owner is here." Lin Yusheng reminded in his heart.
"Don't look at indecent things." Lindai reminded her in turn.
Lin Yusheng instantly silenced.
Lindai bent his neck down, his cheek resting on the crook of his arm. She didn't look at the butterfly, and she knew that she was in his gaze. This gaze is the spring light of Yan Nuan's light fur. In such a spring touch, the strength to straighten the neck is gone, and the flowers are dragged and let the flowers fall on the heads.
Lin Dai opened his mouth and said, "Why don't you ask me, why are you here?" β
Butterfly smiled and said, "You don't really want to find me!" β
didn't take her chess path at all, and opened another game by himself. It's really relying on Yan Yi, so willful.
Let's go! Muhammad did not come to the mountains, and Muhammad went to the mountains. Lin Dai replied to him: "Why don't I really look for you!" Saying that, there is a bad premonition, will the following fall into "you are vexatious." "You're being vexatious." "How can I be vexatious." β¦β¦ and so on, and so on, and so on.
Fortunately, Butterfly Xiaohua is not so boring. He said bluntly: "If you are sincere, why do you leave such a difficult topic?" β
"Is it hard?" Lin Dai began to pretend to be innocent. (To be continued......)