Comparing people to each other makes people angry

Author: My spear is still here

Comparing people to each other makes people angry

Wang Jian could clearly hear the whispers of the people around him along the way, and Wang Jian could clearly hear the conversations between his father, Marquis Duyang, and several people on the tower.

"The waste is back..."

"Stay away, you never know when he will go crazy..."

"If we inherit the title in the future, we will not be able to survive..."

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Along the way, he could hear the people around him discussing in low voices in the distance, most of which were not good things. Wang Jian couldn't help but complain, had he ever been so disgusting as a human being? It was really not easy.

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Returning to his separate house in the north, it is not big, because Linyinbao is a border fortress, mainly to defend against the Han army in the west. Most of the ordinary soldiers stationed in various camps outside the fortress, only officers and family relatives

Soldiers can be stationed in the fortress and living in a separate room is already the top treatment.

There was nothing in the room except a bed, a table and a weapons rack for armor and weapons.

After a while, the Congren slave carefully brought food, a large bowl of corn, half a small bowl of mutton and a pot of honey water, which were placed on the table.

Wang Jian casually threw his sword on the table and said naturally, "Thank you!"

Unexpectedly, the Congren slave was so frightened that he fell to the ground and trembled.

Wang Jian was stunned and immediately understood what was wrong. He changed his words and said: "Get out! Boil some water for me. I want to take a bath. If anyone dares to disturb me, I will break his legs!"

The thin slave was not afraid now, nodded repeatedly, and then exited with the wooden plate.

"It's so hard to be a good person."

He turned around and wolfed down the food, drank a gulp of honey water to replenish his water, peeled off the outer leather armor, and put it on a shelf outside to dry, to get rid of the smell of sweat all over his body, and threw the light black satin short-armed weapon on the shelf behind him.

, then the spiritual consciousness unfolded, monitoring all movements within a hundred steps around, and began to prepare to deal with the Qingxu Teng brought back.

At the moment, we can only use the simplest method, which is to try it externally.

There is no other way. The better processing is alchemy. There are no conditions at all. Even refining cannot do it. The foundation of this waste body is extremely poor. There is no hope for cultivation. The only way is to use the most violent and primitive method. But for this matter,

Wang Jian was not disappointed, but felt a sense of relief.

There is a vegetable garden in the backyard, and at the foot of the fence, there is a small woodshed to the north. There is a large wooden barrel on one side, which is used to boil water for bathing. Only the Marquis family can enjoy it.

After he had eaten and drank enough, the slave from before came in cautiously and told him: "Young Master, the hot water is ready."

Wang Jian nodded: "Wash my clothes and wipe my armor. No one will be waiting over there." In this way, he dismissed the people around him.

Then he went to the backyard. The water in the barrel was boiling just right. Wang Jian rubbed a handful of vines until they turned black and juice oozed out. An unpleasant smell filled his palms, and then he threw it into the barrel.

Then he stripped naked and climbed into the barrel. Soon, about a quarter of an hour later, a severe sting began to spread all over his body, as if his bones were broken, his skin and flesh were separated, and the surging power of the medicine rushed through his body without restraint!

It might be difficult for others to detect it, but he could clearly detect it. The raging and violent spiritual energy was rushing around under his skin, as if it was tearing his whole body apart from the inside out. He tried hard not to feel the severe pain, but still couldn't.

There is no way to avoid the feedback given by the brain. Because the physical qualifications are too poor, it is difficult to regulate the vigorous spiritual energy in the body, so I can only grit my teeth and endure.

Moreover, he underestimated the herbs in this world, because the spiritual energy was rich, and the green vine growing in the environment of this world contained more spiritual power than expected, and the pain it caused was also greater than expected.

"Fuck!" He miscalculated. He really didn't think carefully. He didn't carefully consider that this world is different from the earth, and the things produced must be different, but now it's too late to regret it.

He was about to faint from the pain that felt like needles pricking all over his body. Soon he couldn't bear the rolling pain and vomited out everything he had just eaten. The pain made him curse.

Finally, he became ruthless and killed people and birds in the air. Anyway, after dying for a while, I will fight!

So I simply found a wooden stick to bite my mouth to prevent myself from biting my tongue. I sat on my buttocks with my hands and pressed myself firmly into the bucket to prevent myself from jumping out due to instinctive reactions.

The wind howled at the top of the main tower of the Linyinbao. The pigeons who delivered messages rested on this eaves after their long journey. The incessant sounds came from the statues at the four corners of the eaves.

It is dark and unique, and its face is unclear due to wind and rain erosion, but it can be roughly seen that it is a totem with a human face and an ox body.

The most important thing of the country is to worship the soldiers, and the totem is the lord of the mountains and mountains that Zhao people worship.

The spiral stairs of the tower go up layer by layer. At the top is the two-story tower, where swallows have built their nests, with white stone frost condensed on them and white bird droppings scattered on them.

At the top of the tower is a huge beacon tower, and below is a square room with small windows on all sides. Maps and sand tables are placed inside, and it is guarded by guards wearing rhinoceros armor.

Duyang Hou Wanglie is said to be the descendant of the Pre-Qin General Wang family. There are also rumors that they have nothing to do with the General Wang family of the Qin State that swept through other countries. They just borrowed their names. In any case, their status in the Zhao State was established through war.

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Resisting the invasion of nomadic tribes such as Lou Fan and constantly guarding the Han Dynasty on the border, no one could shake his position.

Wang Lie was only fifty, but he had lived in the battlefield all year round and slept in the open air, leaving too many traces on his body. His temples were already gray, and his tall and broad frame could vaguely show the bravery he had in those days, but his back was slightly stooped.

He listened quietly to Wu Yi's report and looked at the shriveled and smelly alien head on the table with a stern look, his expression not missing.

Time passed by, the wind howled, and the homing pigeons cooed. Wang Lie did not speak, and finally said: "Send someone to tell the minister about this, and use lime to bring these two heads over."

The counselor who was waiting on the side understood the situation and nodded to draft a letter. Then he led his soldiers and carried the stranger's head downstairs to find someone to work with.

"Wu Tongbing, gather all the scouts before dark tomorrow."

"promise!"

Then he said to another smaller commander behind him: "Commander Gong, is responsible for gathering the soldiers."

"promise!"

After receiving the order, the two people descended the tower one after another.

In the State of Zhao, the military service system is still based on the Tiger Talisman system during the Warring States Period. Half of the Tiger Talisman is in the hands of the monarch, who will "voluntarily" hand it over to the ruling minister in the wheel seat, and the other half of the Tiger Talisman is in the hands of the local nobles.

For example, Wang Lie has half of the tiger talisman in his hand, but there are strict restrictions on the use of the tiger talisman.

One situation is that there is a big war and it is necessary to recruit more than fifty soldiers. The other half of the tiger talisman must be in the hands of the monarch before permission is granted.

The other is that if there is a beacon fire alarm, you can take immediate action without waiting for the monarch's tiger talisman, and then report to the monarch.

However, in addition to recruiting troops, great nobles like Wang Lie also have retainers, and the family's private soldiers can be deployed directly by themselves without the monarch's tiger talisman.

Now in such a special situation, if you don't know whether the other party still has a large army, and if you don't understand their motives, you can't light the beacon. Before you understand the situation, you can't ask the ruling minister for Tiger Talisman recruitment, so you can only call on the family's private soldiers.

Already.

After the two commanders left, Wang Lie looked at the sorceress who had been sitting at the rear window in the tower. She had been sitting there when the men were standing talking just now.

Wang Lie tried his best to soften his expressionless face and look less grim, but still ugly, "Princess, what do you think of Quanzi?"

The sorceress did not answer directly, but glanced at the large rugged mountains in the distance outside the small window.

In Linyinbao, only the Marquis knew her identity. She was not simply a guest of Duyang Hou's family. Her real name was Liu Yu and she was also a princess of the Han Dynasty. However, she had a special status and a mission.

For the Han Dynasty, Duyang Marquis, who guarded the border and had a large number of troops, was an important figure, but the puppet King Zhao in Handan was worthless.

Taoyuan is full of clouds and mist, and the solid fortress between the two mountains is the hope of the Han Empire.

"We need reliable allies, not trash." She was about to refuse without mercy, but then she thought of the life-saving grace that the playboy had given him. Even if he did it unintentionally, it was an irrefutable life-saving grace.

So he calmed down and said, "We need reliable allies, sir. We still lack the firepower."

After careful consideration, the Marquis said, "I believe Quanzi can change his ways. If the princess has any dissatisfaction, you can tell me in private and I will teach him a lesson personally without mercy."

Then the conversation changed again, and a serious look appeared on the old gray-bearded face, "But before that, I must make it clear that everyone in the world knows the power and methods of the Han Dynasty. No one is not afraid, and I am also the same.

But Jian'er is my only son, and his safety, his future status and rights are all prerequisites for our cooperation."

Liu Yu heard the Marquis's voiceover, "In that case, I understand."

However, when she was about to turn around and go downstairs, she turned back at the entrance of the spiral staircase and touched the mahogany sword on her waist with her left hand. "We also hope to have an ally who will not hide behind the city wall and act according to the circumstances, otherwise nothing can be guaranteed."

The Marquis nodded and heard only the thumping of footsteps going downstairs. Only when the footsteps completely disappeared did the Marquis of Duyang breathe a sigh of relief and walked to the mahogany chair beside the table to sit down.

That's right, his retainer, the warlock Liu Yu, is the latent envoy of the Han Dynasty, and he is no ordinary envoy. The curtain is about to begin, but many people are unaware of it.

The death of his eldest son Wang Kun had already begun last year, and he had tried his best to mediate it, but the stupid and ignorant second son, his only heir, was still stupid and ignorant, doing nothing.

The flying swallows in the distance were neatly returning to their nests, crossing a beautiful arc and landing accurately on the tower. The neat and vigorous flying swallows reminded him of Liu Yu who had just been pressing on him step by step - he was truly a young hero.

Then I thought of my own son, who was about the same age. Comparing the two, I was so angry that I almost dropped the teacup in my hand to the ground.

Soon, some soldiers hurriedly came up to report: "My lord, something is wrong. The young master has fainted!"

Wang Lie stood up and smashed the teacup on the table.
Chapter completed!