What my wife said is basically a joke. Yun Zheng didn't care. When the company is big, it is necessary to make necessary shrinkage, adjustments and re-layout. Remove the cumbersome parts and reorganize their own luggage and lightweight clothes, so that they will move faster and more steadily.

Because there are many people, they are mixed, and it is no surprise that people like the Xue family want to climb high. Sometimes we have to stop and do some rest or even go back. The purpose of this is to go further.

Just like a person cannot grow useless fat without limits, skeletal muscles are the fundamental thing that determines whether a person is strong.

Today, Shuzhong Commercial Bank is actually too bloated. When it was established, it was afraid that there were fewer people. At that time, anyone who was willing to invest money would be recruited. In the initial stage of the career, fat meat could make you look bigger and it would be very effective to scare some weak people.

But now, a body of fat cannot scare anyone. Last time, Zhang Fangping just said something about the Cui family fighting with the palace for beads. Cui Da was frightened and thought of various ways to make up for it. In the end, he could only go to build the emperor's tomb. Not only did he not have to pay for the wages, but he still paid the large amount of expenses himself.

This is not a conversation between a strong man and a strong man, or Cui Da has not regarded himself as a strong man at this time, and the merchant has money - but he has no courage!

Since ancient times, among the rebels, there were nobles, farmers, slaves, but no merchants. Lu Buwei sold the emperor as goods once, but his fate was terrible.

If he is not focused or determined, no matter how his status changes, the humility in his heart still oppresses the businessman.

They always occupy an auxiliary position in the great cause of rebellion. They invest a lot, but gain the least. When the Great Purge came, merchants without minions and only fat were always the first candidate for the emperor to establish their authority.

This choice has been without exception from ancient times to the present...

When the pig is fat, it should be eaten. This is something that even the eldest lady of the Yun family, Yun Luoluo, knows. The seven or eight fat pigs raised by bacon are finally time to be slaughtered.

If they are not slaughtered, the fat pigs will have oil coming out of their butts.

Slaughtering pigs and sheep is always a major event in the village. Even if Dousha Village is rich enough to kill pigs, this does not prevent everyone from putting down their work and watching the pigs killing, looking forward to a pork feast that will come soon.

It is better to say that everyone is looking forward to a rare party than to expect a meal of meat.

Whenever it was time to kill a pig, Lu Qingying would hide. She always despised the pig's screams before her death were too cunning. As a noble lady, she could not understand the bloodthirsty instinct of everyone.

Ge Qiuyan originally liked to watch pig killing, but now she is following Lu Qingying everywhere, believing that not watching pig killing is a normal manifestation of a noble lady, so she hid in the Qin house like a crying man and watched the newborn baby.

The bacon has too rich feelings. As long as it is an animal raised by her hands, she will not be able to stand them dead, but she herself knows that she raises pigs to eat meat.

When the pig was screaming, Yun Zheng would also scream, because the son on his neck was very nervous. As long as the pig was screaming, he would pull his father's hair hard...

Zhao Hao felt that his chest seemed to be burning, his mouth was dry, and he even felt that as long as he opened his mouth, flames would spew out of his mouth.

The kettle was right on his waist, and at least half of the pot of water was still there when he heard the movement. Even though the water was right at hand, he still swung the long sword in his hand again and again.

The Dali people seem to have gone crazy these days. They are launching an attack with great difficulty. Even if they are thrown over layer by layer by layer by layer by layer by layer by layer, their attack steps still do not stop, but become even more violent.

The red clay on Xiaocheng Ridge has now turned into blood mud, which is so slippery that it is untenable. Zhao Hao can no longer shout out in his mouth. In order to inspire morale, he was the first to rush to Xiaocheng Ridge, which has been lost three times.

The dense drums of bronze drums finally sounded in the valley, and the Dali people began to retreat. They did not go smoothly. Under the attack of Baniu Crossbow, gunpowder bullets and powerful crossbows, corpses and wounded soldiers left the ground and retreated from Xiaochengling.

Exhausted Zhao Hao waved his knife twice before cutting off a black flag belonging to Dali people, and then sat on a corpse and watched the sunset in Xiaochengling.

The setting sun is like blood, this is the best portrayal on the battlefield. His hands were trembling twice and he could not deliver the kettle to his mouth. Finally, he had to hold it with both hands and drink all the water in the kettle in one breath.

Looking at the hell-like battlefield, the water quickly turned into tears when it entered his stomach. Zhao Hao didn't even understand why he was crying.

Until now, he was lucky. He had never suffered any severe damage except for a little skin injury. Zhao Ting, who cared about his appearance the most, was chopped on his face. Zhao Zhe, the most arrogant, could only look at people with one eye at this time. Although he had one eye missing, Zhao Hao found that this eye was becoming more and more like the eyes of a wild wolf. Even at night, his one-eye was green and faint.

The subsequent reserve team finally rushed up, and the soldiers carrying the supplies asked loudly who needed to replenish gunpowder bullets and crossbow arrows. Some fire-headed soldiers carrying large buckets also followed. When a cake and a bowl of soup were stuffed into Zhao Hao's hands, he remembered that he had not eaten for a day and a night and had not slept.

The voice of the casualties of Jun Sima Jiantou seemed to be far away from him. Zhao Hao heard it very carefully and did not hear the order allowed them to retreat and rest from beginning to end.

So he quickly finished eating the cake and drank the broth, found three cleaner bodies and spread them on the ground and then lay down. Quickly replenishing his physical strength was the only fundamental thing to survive...

"There are only less than two thousand people left in the six thousand people. Zhao Yan, we should break through and retreat. Even if this is a killing of survival of the fittest, it is time to end now."

Zhao Yannian, who was almost tied with gauze, sat in a hammock and said to Zhao Yan, who had only one arm left.

Zhao Yan didn't seem to hear Zhao Yannian's words, and pointed at Xiao Chengling and said, "The Feishan Army of Dali people has basically been wiped out today, right?"

Zhao Yannian smiled bitterly and said, "Our people are almost dead."

Zhao Qing laughed and said, "Why are the people of Dali so anxious to defeat us? Seeing their attacks these days, they basically rely on their lives to fill in the process, and there is no structure. I really want to know why they are so anxious now?

Yannian, do you think it is possible that the general has opened up a second battlefield? Only in this way can we explain why Dali is so anxious."

Zhao Yannian rubbed his temple with his thumb and said painfully: "Do we have to win this battle? Don't forget, we have to ask for this hard battle."

Zhao Yannian looked at Zhao Yannian and said, "We must win this battle. Whether the royal army can truly become a powerful army in hundreds of battles depends on this battle.

If we win this battle, no matter what environment we face from now on, we will have the capital and courage to fight to the death. This battle is not about winning or losing, but about my royal military courage!”

Zhao Yannian frowned and said, "I understand this principle. I am worried that in the end we will have a few more people left. If the number is too small, it will make no sense to my royal family."

Zhao Yan laughed and said, "Why is it meaningless? If there is only one left, my royal family will have one more person who dares to fight. If he can fight, he will naturally have his own troops. If there are ten left, the ten most important military positions of the royal family are ours. At least it can ensure that the capital is safe. If God blesses him, he can leave a hundred seeds for my royal family..."

Zhao Yannian interrupted Zhao Yan's words and walked over to put a piece of paper in front of him. Zhao Yan glanced at him, his hands trembled and said, "There are only sixty-eight people left?"

"There are four unpredictable life and death, and three have lost one leg... Zhao Yan, are you sure you still have to persist?"

Zhao Yannian looked at Zhao Yannian and said in a pleading tone: "Yannian, give me another chance. As long as we persist, the enemy will definitely be defeated.

I will personally take over this round of war. If I die in battle, you will explode Haoshuipu and take them to evacuate?"

Zhao Yannian smiled and said, "I don't mean to evacuate. I just want to ask if there is any war. For this reason, no matter whether Yun Shuai has opened up a second battlefield or not, we still have to fight with the people of Dali to the end.

If even the Dali people could not defeat the Dali people, how can they fight against the Liao people and the Xixia people in the future? The army of the Dali people will have no meaning to the Song Dynasty royal family, because Di Shuai can easily defeat the Dali people, and a document from Yun Shuai can make the Dali people silent. Therefore, this battle must bring about the reputation of my royal family."

Zhao Yannian gratefully said, "Say that..."

Zhao Yannian laughed and said, "Of course, we brothers personally take over it. Please start from today whether the Zhao family can shine in the world!"

Zhao Yannian took Zhao Yannian's hand and walked out of the dug pit together. He walked up to Xiaochengling and looked at the enemy corpses densely covered under the mountains, and laughed loudly together.

At the beginning, there were only a few sparse sounds, followed by a thunder-like laughter echoing in the valley.

Zhao Ting was excited and sang loudly: "I got out of my car and shepherded him. From the emperor, I said I had come. I called him servants and called him to carry it. It was difficult for the king to do things, and it was difficult to maintain the troubles."

Zhao Zhe, the one-eyed man, then sang: "I am out of my car and in the other suburbs. I have set this slaughter and built another slaughter. If he is torn this slaughter, will he not be able to beat him? His worries are quiet, and the servant will be exhausted."

Zhao Hao, who was awakened, lay on the enemy's body and continued to follow it in a hoarse voice: "The king ordered Nan Zhong to go to the city and go out. The car was Peng Peng, and the flag was Yangyang. The emperor ordered me to go to the city and the city was Shuofang. Hei Nan Zhong, and go to Xiang..."

Zhao Qi burst into tears and laughed, knocking on the long knife with one hand, then sang: "I have gone before, and the millet and sorghum are all in the past.

Now I think about it, rain and snow carry the way. It is difficult for kings to do things, so I don’t have time to start a residence. Wouldn’t you be worried about your return? I fear this simple book.”

Seeing that everyone's heroism was not diminished, Zhao Yannian continued to sing: "Single grass insects, and jealousy.

I didn’t see a gentleman, and I was worried. When I saw a gentleman, my heart surrendered. I was so famous that I attacked the Western Rong."
Chapter completed!