Chapter Eighty-Seven: Beat the Dog to See the Master
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It's not dawn yet.
"Doodoo"
A melodious trumpet sound woke up the entire Ping'an Station.
Everyone in the Huangzhou Royal Mansion knows that this is a new military horn that the prince asked the blacksmith to use copper.
What is a military horn?
It never appeared in the armies of Great Xia.
In the annals of war on the mainland, it has never been heard of either.
However, when I tried the number yesterday, the voice was really sharp, and it could be heard far away, and it sounded exciting.
Lord, you're really going to make trouble!
No, it can be made!
In the convoy, the blacksmith's cart drawn by eight horses, made of iron frames and stones, the fire on it never stopped, and the craftsmen of the palace went all the way, all the way, and they did not know what they were busy with.
Speaking of which, the reason why the Huangzhou Wangfu convoy is slow is directly related to that car.
And, of course, there's a carpentry truck with sawdust flying on it, and you don't know what's being built?
Although everyone in the Huangzhou palace is curious, the prince has a life, and he must not peep, otherwise, he will be driven out of the palace.
Being kicked out of the palace at this time is tantamount to death!
So, everyone was very well-behaved, and they held back their curiosity and didn't dare to peep.
"Doodoo"
The bugle sounded three times, but it came to an abrupt end.
When the people of the Huangzhou palace heard the horn, they got up and began to happily bury the pot to cook porridge, carefully put the meat foam into each pot, and when they cooked it with corn, the smell was very fragrant!
When you drink the porridge later, add a little salt, and the taste is particularly beautiful.
Eat a bowl, and your whole body is full of strength.
The newcomers in the Huangzhou Mansion are all from poor people, and they used to eat three hungry meals at one time, and one meal in three days, and their stomachs were so hungry that they were miserable.
Now, after eating three meals a day, I have meat porridge to drink in the morning, and I feel very happy!
The prince is not wrong, people are iron, rice is steel, and if you don't eat a meal, you will be hungry!
It's really a blessing to be able to enter the Huangzhou Palace!
Following such a prince is equivalent to following happiness!
At this time.
Qin Hongyi's carriage.
Qin Hongyi was woken up by the sound of a trumpet, and he had a great headache.
She had broken her hands and feet, and could not move, so she could only smash the carriage with her head.
Since her dantian was sealed by the silver needle, people are no different from ordinary women, and because of her heavy injuries and excessive bleeding, she often falls into a coma and sleeps!
"Zangjiu, what kind of ghost horn did your prince come up with?
Zang Jiu brought a bowl of lean porridge: "The prince said, this is called the wake-up number!"
"In the future, the people of the Huangzhou Royal Mansion will all get up when they hear the horn and start doing things!"
Qin Hongyi ate the lean porridge fed by Zang Jiu: "What about the horn last night?"
"That's called the rest number, the people of the Huangzhou Palace, listen to the horn and rest at night, except for the sentry, it is forbidden for people to run around!"
Qin Hongyi couldn't understand Xia's intentions at all: "Your prince's behavior is really weird, one gets up and the other sleeps, why is it so complicated?"
Zang Jiuxiao's face was full of pride: "The prince said, this is called militarized management, you don't understand!"
"How can you, a demon girl, understand?"
"Presumptuous!"
Qin Hongyi can't remember how many years no one dared to talk to her in this tone!
However, since she was caught in the Huangzhou Wangfu convoy, her self-esteem has been trampled on every day!
It makes people cry when they think about it!
Could it be that the people of the Huangzhou Royal Mansion have no reverence for the grandmaster?
Aren't you afraid of being liquidated later?
"You're presumptuous!"
Zangjiu's mouth crooked, and he arrogantly took the rest of the meat porridge and left directly!
"My master said that you have only one identity here, that is, a prisoner of the Huangzhou Palace!"
"Kindly fed you porridge, kindly talked to you, and dared to scold me, did you recognize your identity as a prisoner?"
Qin Hong was extremely aggrieved, her face was blue and purple, and it was wonderful.
She swore to this bowl of porridge that one day, she would take the martial arts waste of the King of Huangzhou back to the worship hall and destroy it as a humanoid key.
No!
Insult him first!
To avenge the humiliation of today!
And then.
"Nine girls, this sect is not full yet, if you don't eat the meat porridge in your hand, it will be wasted!
Qin Hongyi said with a smile: "I won't next time!"
Then.
Zang Jiucai walked back with a proud face, and continued to feed the meat porridge: "I ate the porridge of our palace, and said that my master is not good, this is what the master said, it is typical to pick up the chopsticks to eat the meat, put down the chopsticks and scold the mother, this is really unbelievable!"
Qin Hongyi's pretty face flushed: "You're right!"
Holy!
As long as she waits for her strength to recover, she will slaughter the Huangzhou Palace, and let everyone who sees her embarrassed side die.
However, it is necessary to eat and regain strength.
Soon after.
The convoy of the Huangzhou Royal Mansion continued to advance towards Huangzhou, and the whole team was ten miles long.
Zang Jiu opened the curtain of the car: "Old demon girl, seeing that you have just behaved more well-behaved, let you breathe!"
"What do you mean by an old demon girl?"
Qin Hongyi's voice sharpened: "Does this sect look very old?"
Zang Jiu asked with a strange face: "Aren't you old?"
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