Listening to Suifeng, he will come back, and the little bit in his heart is not happy, and he will come and go quickly. She's a lot of adults who don't care about that.

"Let's not go into the mountains first, let's go to the watermelon field first." The watermelon is also approaching maturity, and someone has been arranged to take care of it.

"What are your young master's arrangements for this watermelon, you can pick it." There are a few acres that were planted first, and they are ripe, and they were eaten yesterday, so we must also make arrangements to prepare.

"The young master has already arranged it, just wait for the girl when you will pick it up." followed with the wind and also informed her of the follow-up arrangements and whereabouts.

Shen Xinran went down to the ground to pick an inspection and responded, "Shipped to Beijing, seven days at the earliest." "Fruits like this are indeed shipped to the capital and sold well. How it works depends on the ability of his subordinates. "Tomorrow, tomorrow I will patrol and pick it again, and it will operate normally every seven days, and I will make adjustments based on the feedback there."

Shen Xinran picked four of them and gave them to Suifeng, and hugged two more for himself, "These three will be given to the county master, and three will be given to the yamen, so that they can pay for it." ”

Watermelon is a must-have fruit in summer.

"Okay, then you." Asked with the wind hugging the watermelon.

"I won't go into the mountains these days, this watermelon is not tolerant, transport some first, do a good job of publicity, prepare for the ripening period, so as not to be sold out, and there will be no return." Now watermelons are the most important.

Easily driving the ox cart to the town with the wind, yes, I used to only drive the carriage, but now the ox cart technology is not a problem, swaying and refreshing.

One day, Shen Xinran was patrolling the workshop, and spent a special morning in the pharmacy and the afternoon in the pepper workshop, counting the chili sauce and pickled peppers with Shen Youshou's father and daughter, dividing the number of special porcelain jars and ordinary porcelain jars, and waiting to enter Beijing with watermelons tomorrow.

In the afternoon, Shen Youfu has been arranged to patrol the ripe watermelons one by one, and wait for the arrival of the personnel tomorrow to arrange the shipment as soon as possible.

At this time, Shen Xinran was in the watermelon field and the back mountain planting two runs. Shen Xinran didn't plan to sell the watermelon in Huidong Town, but just used it as a gift to send some to Yamen, Zhenghetang, and Qingfeng Building.

On the other side, the battle was arrogant, and when he rushed to the side, it was difficult to hide the fatigue of the car all the way.

"Boss."

Zhan Aoyu didn't bother to wash up first, so he asked his cronies to inform him to discuss it centrally. When the people had assembled, they motioned for the generals to sit down. The atmosphere was depressing for a while, and no one dared to speak against the coercion of Zhan Aoyu.

At this time, Zhan Aoyu still has the dullness and ignorance of a deep wild mountain man who works hard in Yishan Village, and now he is the terrifying god of war in Beichen Kingdom.

Just sitting there without saying a word, it also makes people feel panic from the heart, it is a kind of trembling from the depths of the soul. It's hard to help but surrender.

"Vice Admiral Su." Zhan Aoyu said calmly.

The named Deputy General Su subconsciously trembled like a sieve, if he wasn't sitting at this time, he would have collapsed to the ground like a mud. If he could, he hoped that he would run away, and he didn't want to face Zhan Aoyu directly.

"The end, the end, the end, the general, in, in." It's not that he stuttered, it was a natural reaction to be frightened. At this time, if time can be turned back, he hopes too much that he is not strong, too greedy for merit and profit, so he hides in the rear with peace of mind, boils up his qualifications, and when he wins the battle, he will accumulate some military medals under his father's arrangement.

Zhan Aoyu didn't urge him, just waited for him to speak calmly, although he already wanted to pull him out to cut it in his heart. What annoys him the most is this kind of second ancestor, who turned a blind eye to them before, and they were all petty fights to confuse them, after all, it would not be fun to die too quickly.

He likes to see them besieged and besieged, and he can't find the way to do it. But no matter how much I don't want to see such a brainless person, especially in my own barracks.

In the military, the first rule is: obedience.

"Fang Xiaowei" saw that Vice General Su was stupid and didn't dare to speak for a long time, and Zhan Aoyu announced that his patience was exhausted. A flash of breath flashed.

"Commander, Vice General Su did not listen to the military order, and led his troops to chase and ambush, losing 5,000 people and rescuing 500 people." Fang Xiaowei really wanted to do it at that time, and if he didn't turn back to save him, he was a brainless person, he didn't know the truth that the soldiers on the battlefield were not tired of bombing, and he couldn't chase after him.

If he didn't want to tear his face and give the general a thin face, he would definitely let him go and never return, and he would die by himself, and it would be his business.

"It's true." Zhan Aoyu asked coldly, giving him a chance to justify.

It's a fact. Vice General Su did not dare to respond, this is a fact, the five thousand and five soldiers did die because of his ignorance and urgency. He also knows that the first rule of the barracks: obedience. He only hoped that the prince of war would look at the face of his father, the general who protected the country, and take the law lightly.

Zhan Aoyu's remaining patience was consumed, and he casually hit him on the forehead with a fold in front of him, and blood immediately flowed. The fold with internal force smashed over, and the blood covered half of his face, and Vice General Su didn't dare to move.

Zhan Aoyu pressed down, and Vice General Su collapsed to the ground, "Thirty military sticks, don't die to return to Beijing for trial." The cronies carried the frightened and paralyzed Vice General Su out.

There was also a faint cry of his threat and cry for help, "Which of you dares, my father is a protector general, and he will not let you go." Seeing that they were not affected, they returned the sticks to the flesh, "Ah, ah, spare your life, don't beat, ah......"

Vice General Su has fine skin and meat, pampered and habitual, and the beater is Zhan Aoyu's cronies, during this time, seeing him as a fox and a tiger, arrogant and domineering, he has long wanted to rub his sharpness. As long as you control it and don't kill you, what if you are half dead and half disabled, you faint and wake up with water. Hit again, faint and splash, and so on, the sticks are all waking up and beating, hitting the same place, the flesh and blood are blurred, and the voice has been screamed and screamed and hoarse. After thirty sticks, the air is more out than the air intake.

Therefore, the person brought out by Zhan Aoyu was also the master with a black belly, and asked the soldiers to drag Vice General Su back to the camp tent, and his cronies stood behind Zhan Aoyu. Some of you here were frightened and uneasy because of the military exploits thrown in by their families, for fear that the embers would spread to themselves and the innocent. They all want to shrink into a ball and become invisible automatically.

There are those who rely on real materials, those who rely on life and death, and those who fight with their lives, and Bo Wei looks at them with contempt. These noble sons and brothers have always been at odds with them. Leaning on the big tree is good to ride the shade, not enterprising. They looked down on them for being from a poor background, and a fierce husband. Each one doesn't look good. Now I see them shrinking, and they are even more abandoned if they don't take responsibility.

"If you can't give an idea, get out." The arrogance of the battle is hard to calm down.

The remaining four powerful sons were frightened, looked at each other and consciously said goodbye, and then endured the weakness of their feet and left the main tent. Don't dare to linger any longer.

Seeing that they all left consciously, the cronies behind Zhan Aoyu turned around and took the map without saying a word, and spread it on the long table.

"What shall be the counsel of the multitude?" After the unrelated people left, Zhan Aoyu didn't want to be deep, anyway, this was just killing chickens and respecting monkeys, as long as it worked. The most important thing at the moment is to discuss the strategy, and he doesn't have much time to spend here.

Say goodbye again, I don't know how to explain it to her, what can be solved as soon as possible or as soon as possible, although it is tiring to travel for a long time, but as long as I want her to return to her heart like an arrow.