Griffin Commander in the Late Ming Dynasty

After a while, M4A1 and the others finished their work and brought the little girl out. The little girl was wearing clothes that were modified from 45's spare clothes. They were much more suitable than the little boy. Why was that?

Jiang Han couldn't help but look at number 45.

"If you say a word, I'll twist your neck off."

"Oh, Sister 45, I misunderstood. I think you want to ask who braided the little girl's hair. It's quite unique. This little braid..."

Jiang Han couldn't make up any more stories. What was this story about? The tuft on his head was crooked and the tuft on the side was sparse. Were you two conducting a collapse experiment on top of someone's head?

He looked at 45, 45 looked at him, he looked at 45,45 again, 's fingers began to make a clicking sound, and Jiang Han chose to give up.

We cannot have a second chance in life. Sometimes, we still have to learn to follow our heart and not try some dangerous behaviors that are not good.

The little girl ran to her brother's side and hid behind him.

Jiang Han put on a friendly expression as much as possible, looked at the dry and numb heads of the children, half-knelt down and touched them, and asked them with the most gentle expression possible: "Are you hungry?"

The little guy looked at Jiang Han putting his hand on his head with a somewhat stiff body. He subconsciously closed his eyes and shrank his neck. The expected pain did not come as expected, so he tentatively opened his eyes and looked at the gentle big hand of the adult in front of him rubbing his head.

For no reason, he thought of his mother and that day when his mother looked at them and said, "You must be hungry, my son. Take this and eat it. I'll take a nap first."

It was a piece of tree bark mixed with grass roots, rough, dry and hard to swallow, but it was the only thing edible at that time. He and his sister wolfed down the bark. The mother watched, touched her youngest son's head with relief but worry, and slowly fell asleep. Then, she never opened her eyes again.

How do we perceive the death of a loved one?

Not at his funeral, looking at his face as if he had fallen asleep, nor was it watching the shovel fill the last piece of soil in the grave.

But when you are at home, when the weather gets cold, when you see the stars, when you are hungry, when you touch a familiar warm palm, you will truly realize that person is gone.

The tears, at first, trickled down, and then gradually became like a tidal wave, uncontrollable. The sister behind him seemed to be able to sense her brother's emotions and started crying too. The brother and sister cried louder and louder, as if they wanted to cry out all the grievances and sufferings they had suffered in the past few days.

This made Jiang Han a little at a loss. He didn't use much strength, so why did he make someone cry? He looked at the two figures beside him for help, but they evaded his gaze in return.

You can ask us to charge into battle and do anything, but we really can't do this.

The child's stamina bar is quite short. After crying for a while, he got tired and grabbed Jiang Han's clothes and started nodding his head to the ground. There was no other way, Jiang Han could only let Sister 45 and M4A1 carry the two little guys to the house to sleep. Oh, this day after day.

After covering the two sleeping little ones with quilts, Jiang Han carefully closed the door and went outside the courtyard wall. He began to worry.

"How to do?"

How long can such a young child survive if thrown away? In their current state, they will definitely not survive the winter. It would be fine if they had not encountered it, but now that they have encountered it, according to Jiang Han's character, he definitely cannot stand idly by.

He is just such a small citizen. He has long lost the passion of his junior high and high school years when he held the sun and the moon and plucked the stars. The passing of time has turned him into a nobody who can only boast about hanging street lamps on the capitalists. Should he change the world? Become famous? He should find a way to get the down payment first.

But now, I have come to this unfamiliar late Ming Dynasty, the world has changed drastically, and the war is raging. If I don’t do something, I will always feel sorry for myself.

Although we have made tough statements and said we want to bring fairness to this world, once our passion has subsided, we have to consider more realistic issues.

How to raise these two children?

Jiang Han himself has no experience in raising children. He is a beneficiary of the family planning policy and the only child in the family. He has been a bachelor for more than 20 years and only held a girl's hand a while ago. How could such a man take care of a child?

It is even more unreliable to rely on M4A1 and 45. One of them is scheming and playing squid games in the dark world every day, and the other is interacting passionately with others on the battlefield. It is even more impossible for them to take care of children.

Although three cobblers can be better than Zhuge Liang, but when three rotten monsters are put together, they can only be defeated.

After thinking for a long time, Jiang Han could not find any solution. He could only sigh and say, "Hey... Let's order the dishes first."

The youngest woke up. He was awakened by the smell of food. When he opened his eyes, he found himself in a warm bed. The quilt was so big and warm that one wanted to lie in it forever.

No, where is my sister? The youngest child quickly stood up to look for his sister. He turned his head and saw that his sister was lying next to him, lying on her back with her legs spread out, her body heaving up and down.

He remembered that he was saved by a kind-hearted lady. The lady was very skilled, just like the heroine in the storyteller's words. The lady brought them to the equally kind-hearted master, who was the foolish young man who had just come to Anping City and was rumored in the city. It turned out that the lady was from the foolish young man's family. No wonder she had such good skills. People said that the foolish young man was the heir of some hidden family and had extremely good skills. He could kill dozens of people with just one move. In the youngest's mind, he was simply a god.

When the silly young master saw them, instead of driving them out of the yard, he took them to take a hot bath, changed their clothes, and touched their heads affectionately, asking them if they were hungry and if they wanted to eat. Apart from their mother, there was no one else in the world who treated them so well. In his heart, the youngest child secretly changed his way of addressing him. He could no longer call him the silly young master, but had to call him master. The master was the best person in the world except his mother.

Without disturbing his sister, the youngest son quietly climbed down from the earthen kang and tiptoed to the door. He wanted to know where the fragrance was that was so tempting.

He was discovered just after he opened the door. They were sleeping in Jiang Han's main house, the door facing the small courtyard. In the middle of the courtyard, there was a stone table made by a craftsman hired by the previous owner. Jiang Han was preparing to have dinner with the two human figures.

"Hey, little guy, are you awake? Go wake up your sister and get ready for dinner."

Jiang Han said to the youngest child in a casual manner that he couldn't figure out what to do now. If he couldn't figure it out, he would just give up thinking about it. According to the original plan, it would just be two more children. It wouldn't be a big deal.

On the other side, in Cao's mansion, Cao Sheng was feeding his beloved dog. As the son of a merchant, he could not become a scholar, which was their eternal pain. Therefore, these merchants' sons had to find some ways to prove themselves and entertain themselves in other places.

But Cao Sheng chose to play with living things.

He raised everything that flew in the sky, swam in the water, or ran on the ground, including crickets, katydids, orioles, horses, wild animals, koi carps, and turtles. He had raised them all.

It was not convenient to bring too many things with him this time, so he brought his dog, Changgui, with him.

Changgui is a good dog, an orthodox greyhound, who will not eat anything but meat and will not swallow anything but fishy food. He is more lordly than a lord. However, when he goes out hunting, he is smart and alert, and is deeply loved by Cao Sheng.

Just as it was almost time for dinner, Cao Sheng was preparing to feed his son some food and they were interacting passionately. Halfway through the feeding, he heard his lackey Erde running towards him, yelling.

"Master, Master! I found out, Master! I found out!"

"You beast! What did you find out?"

Volume 14: Chapter Let’s Chat

I didn't update yesterday, mainly because my recommendation application was not approved, and I also failed to pass the certification as a painter. I was so upset that I just started to work hard. After some adjustments, I will continue to write stories for you today.

This time I'm opening a separate chapter, mainly to talk to you about this book. I'm a newcomer, and writing a book is relatively new to me. Of course, my cultural level is just that level, my ability is average, and my level is limited. Even if I check information from many sources while writing, there will always be omissions. I noticed everyone's enthusiastic responses in the thread, and I thank everyone for their corrections and urgings.

I spent the whole day yesterday thinking about what direction this book should go. Should it be more lighthearted or slightly more realistic? In the end, I decided not to make it too bitter and vengeful, but to make this period of suffering history a little warmer and happier.

The protagonist will definitely start his own business, but he still needs some opportunities, which is the story I will tell next. I am just a young boy, so please take good care of me. Thank you all in advance.

Volume 15: Chapter Chapter : Temptation

"You mean, the warhorse was obtained from a group of people who came from nowhere?"

"That's true, sir. Those people just came to Anping City not long ago and have no followers. According to what they said, they seem to be from the capital."

"From the capital?"

Cao Sheng paused slightly while feeding the dog.

"Yes, they do have a Beijing accent, I'm afraid it's true. And I heard that when they came, they were wearing strange clothes and had weird hair. They also went on a shopping spree in the city. People in the city said that they might not be very smart..."

"Strange clothes? How do you dress strangely?"

"It's just that... the color of the clothes on her body is weird, and the shape is completely different from that of the Central Plains. If you really ask me to explain it, I can't explain it."

"They are wearing strange clothes and coming from the north, with more than ten war horses. They are not here for good. I'm afraid they are spies from the Tartars."

"Master, we are the spies"

"Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!"

Cao Sheng slapped Erde twice on the head.

"What else was found?"

Cao Sheng asked calmly as he took the handkerchief handed over by the maid.

"And... and... Oh! By the way, I also heard a rumor in the city that the man seems to be the descendant of some hermit family. He has top-notch martial arts and can easily defeat more than a dozen thieves. It is as easy as taking something out of a bag for a million soldiers to take the heads of enemy generals from among them."

"........Where did you get the information?"

"Teahouse?"

"Martial arts master? You believe this?"

"Ah....what if...?"

Cao Sheng was silent. Why did he bring such a subordinate with him?

"Sir, why are you silent?"

"I was thinking, why not give it a try?"

"Try? How to try?"

"I ask you, what are dogs used for?"

"Eat meat?"

"A loser! A loser! A loser!"

Erde's head was once again hit by a storm.

"The purpose of raising a dog is to bite people. Come on, take me to see this so-called martial arts master."

At this moment, on the streets of Anping City, Jiang Han and M4A1 were taking their two children to buy some necessary things.

"Alas, money is becoming less and less valuable now."

Jiang Han lamented the soaring prices.

Prices in the late Ming Dynasty had been skyrocketing. With successive disasters, food prices continued to rise, and people's living costs continued to increase, so prices naturally rose. The prices during the Chongzhen period are still more than twice as high as those during the Wanli period of the previous dynasty.

"Master, we can do without these things."

The youngest was upset that he and his sister were actually able to wear new clothes.

People are like this. They will be panicked by sudden kindness, and when they are unable to repay this kindness, they will become even more uneasy.

"If you go out now, you represent the reputation of my Jiang family. If you wear tattered clothes, you will lose face for me. Do you understand? In the future, the family will need you to do hard labor. There will be days when you will have to work hard."

Faced with this kind of panic, Jiang Han knew very well how to comfort him. He just needed to give him the psychological comfort that he was useful. When a person finds out that others are nice to him because they want something in return, he will feel much more at ease if he accepts it.

"Commander, are you good at taking care of children?"

"Kids, everyone has come into contact with this before. You can learn this kind of thing quickly after a little exposure."

"Ok!"

Although those wars and memories have gone with that world, M4A1's desire to be able to stand on his own and become a reliable person will not change.

People were still walking on the street here. In the teahouse, Cao Sheng was looking at Jiang Han and his group in the crowd below.

"So those are the newcomers? Didn't they say there were only two?"

"Yes, there are two. Those two children should be refugees in the city who were taken in by them."

"Oh, I didn't expect you to be such a kind person."

Cao Sheng looked at the timid little girl standing between the two of them, with an evil smile on his face.

"Then I want to see if you, a martial arts master, can save someone from the dog's mouth. Let Changgui out and watch the girl. Let her bite her to death."

"Look at it!"

Erde received the command and went downstairs with the dog on the leash. Cao Sheng sat on the top floor of the teahouse, continued to look at the street silently, picked up the teacup and took a sip.

"Pfft, what the hell?"

Jiang Han led a few people to wander around in the market. To be honest, the markets in ancient times were relatively casual. The division of commercial areas was actually based on blocks. On this street, as long as there was a gap, someone would set up a stall to sell goods, and no one would care. But generally speaking, unless it was a big merchant, it was rare for them to set up a shop specifically for the purpose. Most of them were peddlers, or they would just pick up a piece of goods and leave it where it was, or they would drive a donkey cart with their own livestock, with the goods they found placed on the cart board.

All you have to do is stick a piece of grass on the goods to let people know that they are selling something, and people will stop and ask the price.

In fact, it is quite easy to distinguish. A dry grass leaf is floating there vertically. The variety of goods is actually a bit monotonous compared to the dazzling array of modern goods.

While looking at something, he suddenly heard a noise around him. Jiang Han looked up and saw a big dog half the height of a man, with a pointed head and a thin waist, rushing towards him. Before Jiang Han could react, the dog opened its big mouth and rushed towards the little girl.

The youngest was frightened almost instantly. His body moved faster than his consciousness and he immediately flashed between his sister and the big dog to serve as the first barrier.

He was fast, but someone reacted faster than him. Almost like a conditioned reflex, a military dagger was pulled out from the side of the leg. There was a sound of the blade entering the flesh, and the dagger went straight down. The big dog was pierced through the head by the long dagger and nailed to the ground. With a slight stir, the dog only whimpered and there was no movement.

"Damn it! You bastard! How dare you kill my dog!"

Cao Sheng almost slammed the table and stood up!

After a moment, Zhao Pu looked at the two groups of people in front of him with a headache. Why did these two people get together?

And you!

Zhao Pu looked at Jiang Han. Is there something wrong with this guy? He has only been here for a short time and he has been to the yamen twice. He is really so unlucky. Should he be sent away quickly? If he is allowed to live in his yard, will it ruin the feng shui of the yard?

Below the stage were Jiang Han and Cao Sheng’s follower Erde.

"Why are you in court today?"

"Your Excellency, please help me. I am a servant of Master Cao Sheng. Today I was taking the master's dog for a walk. But for some reason, the master's dog seemed to see something delicious and ran forward. I could only chase after it, but I didn't expect to see him halfway through the chase!"

Erde pointed at Jiang Han who was standing aside and said, "You actually carried a weapon and stabbed my master's dog to death with one knife. That dog is my master's favorite. If I go back, he will beat me to death! Master, please take care of me!"

"How dare you! You openly killed others in broad daylight, you dog! Jiang Han! Do you know your crime?"

"Wait a minute, sir. I have a case to report, too."