Everyone looked at Song Tingfan who was holding the bow. Song Tingfan looked cold and glanced at the old and sick, "The following crimes were punished, and they would be disobeyed according to military rules, and they would be thirty rods."

"Don't resist!"

The veteran was stunned. Although the Thirty-Top Board could not kill him, he let his face go, "Did General Song be too powerful to bully others? Did he think that you were a slut and bullying him at your dispossession?"

Song Tingfan's face was a little darker, but his tone was still calm, "I am the deputy general, you are a soldier, and disobeying is to break the military rules."

"Gao Qiang, Zhou Fu'an set military rules for him and was struck forty."

He paused and said word by word: "Next time I mention my inner friend, there is no you here."

His voice was very loud, and everyone present heard it.

Many people don’t know Song Tingfan’s temperament, but the hundred soldiers who came here with him knew very well that he was not a person who was easy to talk and afraid of trouble, but instead he was harsh and unkind.

The veteran had just agreed and went to receive the punishment on his own, and he was still somewhat embarrassed, so he had no idea at all.

After the forty army sticks came down, he lay on the ground and couldn't move, and couldn't help but scream several times.

Someone wanted to help him, but before he got close, Song Tingfan raised his voice and said, "Practice arrows."

Suddenly the soldiers dispersed, leaving only the veteran and Song Tingfan in place. Song Tingfan looked at him condescendingly, "Remember! The military camp is not relying on his seniority, but talking on his strength."

"If you follow my previous criteria for selecting people, you can't enter the archery camp at all. If you don't accept it if you have time, you might as well practice more! When will you beat me, this position will be yours!"

The veteran was both ashamed and annoyed. What was ashamed was that he was indeed not as good as his archery skills, but what was annoyed was that he, a little kid, scolded him.

He glared angrily: "You are just relying on your identity, otherwise this position will be mine."

He had been with the help of many years and finally got the message from the general, but unexpectedly he failed.

It’s not his fault for thinking so. If he hadn’t had the status, he would have brought a hundred soldiers and held a position as a general.

Song Tingfan occasionally heard their words, but never paid attention to them. He would not explain now, "If it doesn't work, it doesn't work." After that, he took a step and went to see others practice arrows.

There is a village near the military camp archery range. Women of women of appropriate age at home come here to see if they can find a boy to be their son-in-law.

Song Tingfan frowned after seeing it, then walked over and said seriously: "I am practicing, please don't stand here."

He suddenly made a sound and scared the women, and screamed, "Mom, I'm scared to death."

After seeing clearly what the boy looks like, the woman in the blue clothes had her eyes enlarged and reached out to grab him with satisfaction, "Is it getting married? It's okay to get married. I'll marry my daughter to you, and the betrothal gift will be 10 taels of silver."

Song Tingfan's face was dark, he shook her hand away, stared at her fiercely, and the woman's eyes shrank for a moment and quickly withdrew her hand.

This boy is so fierce.

The woman ran away in his sight.

Zhou Fuan came over with a smile and kindly reminded him, "Song general, their daughters are not good-looking, they are not as good-looking as your wife."

"Have you practiced?" Song Tingfan shook his eyes and gave it to him.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Fu'an ran away quickly.

...

Here

Lin Qiao was still planning to go out. As soon as she took the umbrella, she heard the knock on the door "dongdong". She hurried out and opened the door. She saw that it was a young boy, "What's wrong?"

"Mrs. Song, I am a wooden bed. A few days ago, Song will order a big bed from us. I'll tell you what I'll do yesterday."

The waiter paused for a moment and said, "It was done in half a month, and our shopkeeper asked the master to drive it out."

It was just such a big place, and I knew what it was in a few days. He knew that the person who came to book the bed that day was a side general, so he quickly told the shopkeeper.

Upon hearing this, Lin Qiao looked a little happy, "Thank you, can you help move it? The salary will be calculated for you later."

When he met her smiling face, the young boy was a little shy, "No, no, it's not far away, I'll send it here soon." After that, he ran away.

Lin Qiao was amused and crying. She didn't chase him away, so why did she do so quickly?

"Qiao'er, who is it?" Song Qinshi walked out of the house.

"The bed is delivered, the bed is ready."

Seeing her head full of sweat, Lin Qiao took a Fangpa and wiped it for a while, and said, "I'll go out later to ask if there are anyone selling ice."

The weather here is much hotter than Xingyu Village, especially at night, the mats are hot.

"It's not hot, people like to sweat when they get old. Go and buy some money and put it in your house. Be careful and don't get caught in the heat."

Song Qinshi secretly glanced at her belly, and felt a little expectant in her heart. It should be soon.

Lin Qiao didn't know what she was thinking, she felt a little warm. The old couple was frugal and never vague about her affairs.

"If you want to buy it, you can use it for everyone."

After saying a few words, she went into the house to get the bed. The quilt was folded, and she just hugged it next to her.

After a while, the bed was delivered. After almost passing the door frame, Lin Qiao thought that she could finally sleep more comfortably.

These days, either she squeezed Song Tingfan or Song Tingfan was holding her to sleep, and her shoulders were sore the next day.

She took the prepared wages and handed them to the young boy, "Please take them to have a cup of herbal tea later."

The young boy waved his hand quickly, "It's really no need. If you have anything to buy in the future, just come to our shop to buy it." After that, he called two helpers to leave.

Lin Qiao is a woman, so she can't force her to give her. When Song Tingfan comes back, he will ask him to give her.

It's not like in the village. It would be bad if anyone caught this and Song Tingfan used his power for personal gain.

After delaying in the house for a while, it would be too early or too late. Lin Qiao did not go to the city and went out to buy meat and vegetables to make dumplings.

The four of them surrounded the table and chatted and laughed. They packed them at noon. They just washed their hands with water and Song Tingfan came back. He carried a lot of things in his hand and a handful of little wild chrysanthemum.

Song Rong went up to pick up the things, but Song Tingfan didn't ask him to mention it, "Grandpa, no need."

"Niu Niu, why are you pulling wild chrysanthemums?"

Song Qinshi smiled and glanced at Lin Qiao, knowing that it was for her to pull it.

"Qiao'er likes it." Song Tingfan looked at Lin Qiao with a smile, then carried the things into the main hall, then went to the house, took out the vase, poured water and put the chrysanthemums into it, and then took it into the house.

At this time, Lin Qiao came in and swept the blooming wild chrysanthemums, which were handed over yellow and green, and the dull room was a little more vivid.

The villain is quite good.

In the past, I was worried that I would not be able to find my wife, but now I have made her crooked.

You can't think about everything, but you will have a few big slaps, and the "slap" hurts.

"The bed is here, after dinner, you give it to them with your wages, and I give it to them today, they didn't want it."

Hearing this, Song Tingfan noticed that the bed had become bigger and he pursed his lips.

Finally, the two of them got closer, the bed became bigger, and they were "unfamiliar" again at night.

Seeing him staring at the wooden bed without saying a word, Lin Qiao thought he was not satisfied, "What's wrong?"
Chapter completed!