Chapter 155: A Million Grains and Grass

Zhao Haochen understood Liu Cheng's eyes. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Helper, I really don't know that you still have a good male style, and this taste is a little too heavy. He is an old man in his fifties, and he really feels sorry for this great elder.

Shaking his head, he wanted to sigh, but he ran out in Zhao Haochen's gaze as if he wanted to eat people.

Zhao Haochen just wants to fight for himself in his heart.

Which eye of yours saw that Lao Tzu and this old man did that kind of thing, but I was planning for you, you little rabbit cub, I saw that I caught you, I have to let you taste it.

Outside the strings, Liu Cheng: Have you tried it? How is it?

"I don't know what the commander commands, my Heavenly Sword Sect will do my best. Lei Tianhe suppressed his desire to cry, but a face that wanted to cry couldn't be happy no matter what, but Zhao Haochen didn't care.

"Presumably, the Great Elder has also received the news, the grain and grass of these hundreds of thousands of troops have not arrived for a long time, and the army has begun to save grain and grass, and the three meals a day have been changed to two meals. ”

Speaking of this, Zhao Haochen can be said to be in tears, no, to be more precise, it should be thunder, but there is no raindrops. pointed to the chicken, duck and fish meat that Liu Cheng had just delivered, so he was not sad.

"If it hadn't been for the force of this commander, the army would have rioted and plundered food in this city. Ben Shuainian had a difficult life for the people in the city, so he tried his best to curb it. If in a few days, the army's food and grass will be changed to one meal, Ben Shuai will be powerless, the happy life of the people of Sword Rain City will come to an end, and the Litian Sword Sect will also suffer. ”

Zhao Haochen was sad, lifting his sleeves from time to time and wiping the corners of his eyes.

The Great Elder saw it in his eyes, and there was a faint mockery in his heart, you still can't fool the old man with this little trick, and look at the old man to respond to all changes with no change. He looked at Zhao Haochen lightly and said nothing.

"Please also ask the Litian Sword Sect to be anxious about the danger of people, and borrow 200,000 loads of grain and grass from the imperial court to solve the urgent need, great kindness, no tooth and unforgettable, and it will be repaid in the next life!"

200,000 quintals, this number couldn't help but shock Lei Tianhe for a moment, his mind was a little trance, but he didn't even think about it and refused, "No!"

As soon as the words came out, he saw Zhao Haochen's posture of bowing, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop him, arching his hand, with a look of embarrassment, and made amends again and again, "Dashuai is really tormenting the old man, there is really not so much surplus food in the sect, please forgive the sins!"

Between speaking, did he raise his head and skim Zhao Haochen's face, he who was weak could not control the wishes of the strong, not to mention that there were millions of troops here, so he was even more unwilling to offend Zhao Haochen, maybe if he was unhappy, he would stay here forever.

"If you don't mind, my Litian Sword Sect is willing to donate five thousand loads of grain and grass to solve the urgent need, and please don't dislike it!"

Although before he came, Mo Yuanji, the head of the house, had already guessed that there was a shortage of grain and grass in the army, and he had already given him the authority to donate part of the grain and grass in the warehouse, but it was only 5,000 quintals, and if he said more, it would not be counted, so he promised so much grain and grass.

"Hahaha, the Great Elder is really polite, even if there is no grain and grass, it is enough to show the friendship of your faction, and this handsome man has taken advantage of it!"

The two talked and laughed happily, and ended the conversation with laughter.

In the Great Hall of the Litian Sword Sect in Sword Feather Mountain, Sword Rain City, Mo Yuanji, the head of the sect who was sitting high in the first place, frowned deeply after listening to the Great Elder's reply, and said worriedly to the dozen or so elders sitting side by side below: "Five thousand loads of grain and grass is indeed not much, it is only enough for these hundreds of thousands of troops to be practical for one or two days, I am really a little worried, after three days, what will this great marshal do?"

In the big tent of the Chinese army, in front of Zhao Haochen, Liu Cheng looked at Zhao Haochen with an innocent look and some fear, that serious face made him strongly suppress the smile from the bottom of his heart, and his voice was a little intermittent, "Help...... Helper, what's the matter...... Is it?"

"What do you say?" looked angry, his face was very gloomy, and he couldn't reveal his anger, but what did Liu Cheng think, but the more he wanted to laugh, his face was stiffly red, and in the end he didn't hold back, poof, and laughed, which made a person turn on his back.

Generalissimo Zhao was in anger, but he suddenly saw Liu Cheng's happy appearance, well, how can you only be happy yourself, why do you have to make me happy.

So a tragedy arose, and the two figures on the school field seemed to be sparring, so let's take a look.

Belch.

The more you look at it, the more it looks like a person playing sandbags......

And how does this sandbag look like Liu Cheng? That's right, it's Liu Cheng.

"Help...... Don't ...... helper Don't, I'...... Wrong!" Liu Cheng got up from the ground again, and hurriedly waved his hand, signaling to admit defeat.

"Wrong, what are you wrong, I'm exercising you now, look at your physique, it's really not good, I'm for your good, don't think I have any thoughts, this kind of exercise will be popularized to everyone in the future." ”

An understatement made everyone change color in an instant, and how did the eyes that looked at Liu Cheng feel that something was wrong.

"Okay, I'm tired too, I'll end today's workout!" Zhao Haochen took a towel to wipe the sweat stains on his face, this time he didn't use the slightest internal force, it was completely a physical competition, and this winner was naturally him.

Liu Cheng's depressed expression changed in an instant, he became happy, tears welled up in his eyes, and finally fucking ended this inhumane training, just as he was about to cheer, Zhao Haochen turned his head, his face flashed with a lewd smile, and said: "However, your workout is not over yet, everyone help me exercise him well, next time I fight him again, if he is so soft, then it is your problem, and there is no need for me to say the consequences, you all understand!"

Liu Chen looked at Zhao Haochen with a sad face, pitiful, but a certain big gang leader left mercilessly, but Liu Cheng, who stayed in place, was greeted by everyone's "kindness".

Well, it's really kind, this is to let him improve his physique, otherwise the next time the helper greets us, do you think we can not work hard?

He said he was sorry, but he greeted him unceremoniously in his hand.

As everyone knows, everyone's nightmare began here.