Agent Evil Concubine

Chapter 479
What to say: Kiss Wuhen, help us to calculate carefully, look at the food carried by my Longyao army, can it sustain the army of the four countries for a few days?
If the food is not enough before the goal is achieved, I have to trouble you to write more than a dozen letters and send the pigeons to the branch of the beggar gang, so that the disciples of the branch can send food as soon as possible.

The husband and wife really regarded him as a troublesome housekeeper!
Life is hard, heart is sad, making friends is careless, knowing these two unkind guys is really a "blessing" from ancestors who cultivated for more than ten generations!

At the bottom of the hill, in response to General Di's roar of "After delivering the medicine and lunch, are you bothered?" Silver Wolf smiled and replied: "If General Di is bothering you, you don't want us dangling around to be an eyesore." , hurry up and eat lunch and let us retreat, wouldn't the ears and eyes be clean?"

"you--"

How can General Di, who is not good at words, be called a silver wolf opponent with a smooth tongue after careful training by Shangguan Ningyue?
After a long time, you can only yell out nine words: "Bring your lunch and go back to the mountains."

"General Di, lunch is made according to the number of people. We have our own lunch, and the lunch sent down the mountain belongs to you. If you don't eat it, don't you force us to throw it away? "

The silver wolf who blinked, followed Shangguan Ningyue's previous teaching, and said word by word: "On a scorching summer day, a barefoot farmer wearing a broken straw hat and a patched shirt, sweating profusely, holding a hoe In the crop fields, facing the sun-dried and hard soil, weeding and loosening the soil with great effort. Until the farmers were tired and hungry, they refused to rest for a while. Because..."

Holding the steamed buns and rice porridge in his hands, Silver Wolf paced slowly in front of General Yu Di, and said in an eloquent voice: "You get what you sow, if he doesn't work hard at the moment, how can he get a good harvest in autumn? If there is no good harvest, how can we sell grain for silver and support the whole family? Therefore, farmers can only continue to hoe the ground with great difficulty, causing drops of sweat to fall on the ground.”

After finishing the narration with both voice and emotion, the silver wolf with a sad expression on his face handed the white flour steamed buns and millet porridge to General Di.

"It's really the noon of the day of hoeing, sweat dripping down the soil, who knows that every grain of rice is hard work. General Di, every grain of rice is hard work! Every grain of rice contains the painstaking efforts of the farmers. You If we are forced to throw away our lunch, wouldn’t it be a waste of food and trample on the farmers’ achievements? Would you… have the heart?”

Speechless, even the extremely messy General Di, after a sharp twitch at the corner of his mouth, he could only reach out to take the steamed buns and millet porridge.

Not only did General Di take the lunch, but soldiers from Xichen and Cangyue also took the lunch.

Ye Yifeng, who couldn't help but admire Shangguan Ningyue, the messenger behind Silver Wolf, took the lunch with the corners of his mouth and eyes twitching.

When the day of hoeing the weeds is noon, the sweat drips down the weeds, who knows that the Chinese food on the plate is hard work.

If these lunches are dumped because they refuse to eat, they will become hateful people who waste food and trample on the hard work of farmers.

When it comes to this point, how can they not eat, how can they not eat...

The people at the bottom of the hill started to eat, and the people on the mountainside—
After delivering lunch to the elite soldiers of Longyao, the two elders led a group of Beggar Clan disciples, holding white flour steamed buns and green vegetables and millet porridge, and wandered among the troops on the northern wing.

At the same time, at the bottom of the hill, the silver wolf with his hands behind his back and his head looking up at the sky.

Then the inner force was mobilized, and the poem "Compassion for the Farmers" was sent over and over again, with great emotion, to the ears of all the soldiers on the northern wing on the mountainside.

It was as if, if the soldiers on the northern wing did not receive their lunch, they would be accused by thousands of people, scolded by thousands of people, and would be stigmatized for hundreds of millions of years.

The soldiers on the north wing who were completely messed up in the wind, Xiao Han who had his cheeks twitched violently, glared at Silver Wolf countless times, but finally he had no choice but to accept the steamed buns and clear porridge handed over by the disciples of the Beggar Clan.

With his head drooping, he ate white flour steamed buns and vegetable porridge.

The soldiers on the northern wing and the prince Xiao Han muttered silently in their hearts: Shangguan Ningyue, Xuanyuan Yan, count you as ruthless, count you as ruthless...

Because of a poem "Compassion for the Farmers", the armies of Beiyi, Xichen, and Cangyue three countries ate white flour steamed buns and green vegetables and millet porridge for lunch.

When the setting sun falls to the west, the beautiful and colorful sunset glow makes the blossoming clouds dyed with rouge, and covers the earth with a layer of charming gauze.

In front of the army of Beiyi, Xichen, and Cangyue, there was a beggar gang disciple with a smile on his face, offering a plate of dinner-fried rice with mushrooms and eggs.

Glancing at fried rice with mushrooms and eggs, the army of Beiyi, Xichen, and Cangyue took over the dinner.

One: They don't want the situation at noon to repeat itself, when someone recited poems over and over again with great enjoyment, so much that they wished they could pierce their eardrums.

Two: King Long Yaorui and Princess Rui ordered his subordinates to send healing medicine to their comrades after burying them, lunch after delivering healing medicine, and dinner after lunch.

In doing so, his intention couldn't be more obvious, he wanted to win over people's hearts little by little, and gradually eliminate their deep hostility.

Since King Long Yaorui and Princess Rui are patiently trying to win people's hearts, they might as well strengthen their determination not to surrender and spend time with King Long Yaorui and Princess Rui.

You send three meals a day, right?OK, let's eat!

From time to time, you put on a drama to win people's hearts, right?OK, let's see!
Anyway, you are the ones who work hard to cook three meals a day; you are the ones who rack their brains from time to time and perform dramas to win people's hearts.

After that, you are tired from cooking and acting.We still have the same sentence: If you want us to surrender, go ahead and dream, kill if you want!

We have to take a closer look, you who have worked so hard, but failed to get what you wanted in the end, will you be so angry that you vomit three liters of blood?
After dinner, the beautiful and colorful Yanxia disappeared without a trace.At this time, the sky will be dark, the sky and the earth are dim, and everything is hazy.

On the mountainside, soldiers from the north wing, whose feet were numb, sat down on the ground in groups of three or four.

At the bottom of the hill, although he had taken healing medicine, the wound gradually healed.

However, the soldiers Xichen and Cangyue, who were still a little weak due to excessive blood loss, also sat down on the ground, but their backs were leaning against the jagged rocks.

Although the soldiers on the northern wing sit differently from the Xichen and Cangyue soldiers, they look in exactly the same direction with their eyes.

They were all looking at the top of the hill, waiting for King Long Yaorui and Princess Rui to instruct their subordinates to perform the next drama to win people's hearts.

A quarter of an hour passed, Long Yao's enemies on the top of the hill were not acting, they were chatting and spitting.

Two quarters of an hour passed, and Long Yao's enemies on the top of the hill continued to chat and spit.

(End of this chapter)