Back Off, Let Me Come

"Hello, ancestor."

Outside the tent, the young man was proud of himself for winning over the general without spending a penny. But before he could show his joy, the general on the opposite side suddenly clasped his fists behind him and saluted, as if he saw someone scary.

The young man reacted suddenly.

Instantly he put away his extra expressions and saluted deeply to the herbalist, with a respectful and humble attitude. When he raised his eyes again, there was only admiration in his eyes. As a poor boy, he knew that everything in front of him was brought by this cheap ancestor, so how could he dare to be disrespectful?

The herbalist raised his hand to signal him not to be polite.

"What were you talking about just now? It sounded quite happy, didn't it?"

Although the young man was scheming, he had not practiced it to the fullest. He could not distinguish the true emotions in the herbalist's words, and was worried whether the other party really didn't hear it, or asked knowingly. However, the general beside him reacted quickly and said, "Xiaolang just asked me for advice."

The herbalist glanced at the other party lightly.

"Oh? What did he ask you for advice?"

The implication was, what was the confusion that made him unable to speak to this old ancestor, and he had to bow to a half-baked outsider?

Just one glance made the general's hair stand up, and his scalp felt itchy and numb, as if hundreds of ants were crawling over it. The general swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva nervously, resisting the urge to use martial energy to resist the pressure of the herbalist, and said: "I want to ask, I want to ask how to settle the female captives rewarded by the master... I am young and kind-hearted, and I can't bear to see the weak women and children being bullied..."

The boy didn't understand, but the general understood a little.

In the era when the herbalist lived, killing was rampant, and it was even more cruel than it is now. At the most fierce time, warlords fought each other, revenge and revenge were commonplace, and the more they fought, the crazier they became. Every battle would involve rape and looting, and even massacres, so that every household would wear mourning.

At that time, young and strong men died rapidly, and women not only had to work hard to give birth, but also had to shoulder most of the livelihood. Even so, the speed of childbirth and raising children still cannot catch up with the warlords' butchering knives.

The population was cut in half again and again, and the forces of all parties were unable to recover.

Under the pressure of the sharp decline in population, the major warlords had to reach a tacit understanding that they would try their best not to hurt the lives of female prisoners in battles or looting. The herbalists who came from that era might not be used to the act of using female prisoners as military prostitutes to reward soldiers. The general didn't know whether his speculation was right or wrong, but fortunately the reaction of the herbalist gave him a reassurance.

He raised his eyelids: "Oh? How do you want to deal with it?"

The young man turned pale when he heard it.

He didn't dare to interrupt, and prayed in his heart that the general would not give a wrong answer.

Fortunately, this general was quick-witted and eloquent: "This group of female captives was given by the Lord, and they are also women of Youguo's meritorious service. They are special and cannot be released at will. I will send someone to inquire around to see if there are any soldiers of the right age who have made meritorious deeds but are not yet married in the camp. I will match them up and make a marriage happen. At the same time, it can also show the Lord's kindness of pitying the poor and the weak."

"Pitiful and pitiful? Oh, you are quite human."

The herbalist left with his hands behind his back.

The young man opened his mouth and wanted to say something.

He accidentally met the old ancestor's dark pupils, and his pores exploded in an instant. His mind went blank and he almost lost the ability to think. When he came to his senses, he was shocked to find that the lining had been wetted by sweat at some point, and the soft silk was sticky on his skin.

He heard the other party's slightly playful words.

"...People should not forget their roots. I remember that your ancestors also had a rough life. As her descendant, you should not talk about how to bring honor to the family, but at least you should not rub salt into the wound." The herbalist said this before leaving, and his tone sounded impatient.

It was not until the herbalist left for a long time that the young man dared to move.

His cheeks were burning, and all kinds of embarrassing emotions surged up. He didn't know whether it was because the herbalist's right to dispose of the things he threw to him was interfered with, or because he was forced to take back the "gift" promised to others, or because he knew that his ancestors had also encountered such a thing, and it was bluntly said in front of outsiders. The young man relied on his family background, his ancestors were glorious, and his life experience was innocent. Even if he was down and out now, his blood background would bring him back to the clouds...

The appearance of Cui Zhi and the herbalist made him believe it.

But he didn't expect the ancestor to expose his true colors himself.

The general saw that the young man was uncomfortable at a glance, and found an excuse to leave here casually. If he continued to stay here, he would only be annoying.

The herbalist had no idea about the boy's psychological activities.

Even if he knew, he couldn't understand the other person's thoughts.

When he was young, not to mention ordinary people, even the nobles and royal families could not eat enough every day, let alone cover their bodies with silk and satin. Survival is still a problem, who would bother about the things between men and women?

Since learning that he has blood in the world, the herbalist has been uncontrollably recalling the details of the past. What you think about during the day, you dream at night. Recently, he has remembered some details in his dreams. He vaguely remembered that the other party was a widowed young woman, and her surname.

Born in a big family, life was not easy.

When the city was broken, she was captured, and luckily she was given a pretty good man, who protected her and several of her family members for two years. But the man was unlucky. He was killed by a stray arrow during a siege. The washerwoman followed the few relatives and wandered all the way. After many twists and turns, she found other tribesmen. Those tribesmen were kind and willing to take her in and give her a place to live.

The washerwoman in the dream had a pair of hands covered with thick calluses. She lived under someone else's roof and had to do everything herself, including all the rough and tiring work. When they were entangled by the stream that day, his heart and eyes were filled with curiosity and the novelty of having sex for the first time, and he didn't pay much attention to anything else.

Compared with most ordinary women at that time, Huanyi Nu was lucky. She at least lived to the end of her life and had her descendants around her. But these are not enough to erase the pain of the early years. As her descendants, we should not be ashamed not to pity our ancestors.

After all, he was not the one who watched the child being born or raised. The herb collector was not very close to the boy, and he could only give little advice. It's best if you can understand it, it doesn't matter if you can't understand it...

The bloodline he longs for is the bloodline that can inherit everything he has.

It's not like he's not picky about anything.

The young man knew that he had offended his patron, so he turned around and went to the Cui family leader for advice. Cui Zhi is an uncle who is a family friend, so the other party will definitely not ignore him. If he can establish a good relationship with Cui Zhi, he will become a big help in the future and help him rebuild the glory of his family!

It didn’t take long for what happened here to reach the ears of the leader of Qi State. She puffed out smoke and stared at the white jade cigarette holder in her hand with great interest: "... I thought he was a murderous master, but I didn’t expect that he was also a man of flowers. There is something subtle in the roughness of a person.”

"Lord, those prisoners?"

The leader of Qi State said: "Just do what you have to do."

Except for the female prisoners who were targeted by the medicine collector, all other prisoners, regardless of gender, were treated according to the old rules. Those who deserved were killed and those who deserved rewards were rewarded. She saw Qi Cang sitting in the corner wandering in his thoughts, and deliberately named Qi Cang and asked Qi Cang's opinion on this matter.

What can Qi Cang think?

Now he just passes the time by watching other people lively.

When the fun is not enough, he will deliberately provoke a fight: "I don't care about this at the end, I just think that if Mei Nujun knows about this, she will try her best to write a letter to stop it..."

In Qi Cang's view, Mei Meng is a woman who knows how to survive. She knows very well that if she wants to survive in a crisis-ridden environment, she cannot do it with the strength of one person alone. It is difficult for two fists to defeat four hands. Waiting for Chehou to be beaten to death.

It is only right to win over allies as much as possible.

Not only does he win over every woman who can cultivate internally, but he also makes his appearance externally. After Mei Meng came to power, in every war won by the Qi State in foreign wars, the captured women could not be rewarded and rewarded as casually as before, and the soldiers were rewarded. In order to appease the sergeant's dissatisfaction, Mei Meng made up for it in material terms. Most of the loot was given to the sergeant, and the military salary was sufficient. The effect was considered satisfactory.

Although this move offended a group of people, the compensation was adequate and the resistance encountered was not as great as expected. At the same time, it also attracted a group of allies for Mei Meng. This group of allies started too late and the growth time is too short. If you want to see benefits from these people, you still need to wait patiently. Mei Meng has this patience, but the leader of Qi State does not.

When Mei Meng woos allies, the first thing she hurts is her interests.

The lion's share of the loot should have been hers.

The loss of profits can be seen with the naked eye, but the gains will be more than ten or even decades later. Who knows what the situation will be like at that time? Is she still the owner of the land beneath her feet?

Hearing Qi Cang mention Mei Meng, the king's face darkened visibly, and said: "Jinghe will understand Gu's difficulties."

Military generals are not that easy to drive.

These are all jackals, tigers and leopards who don’t show their flesh and don’t show their mouths.

Mobilize their enthusiasm for fighting and make them willing to sacrifice their lives to conquer the city. Gold, silver, jewelry and the power of beauties are the most direct and effective stimulation! Fighting requires money, governance requires money. Instead of spending your own money, it is better to spend the enemy's money to do your own thing.

It's not that she doesn't understand Mei Meng's intention.

It just felt so stupid and thankless.

She is the head of the country, the head of the country who holds the power of life and death, and those who are beneficial to her power are her allies! Power is her ally! The enemy's woman is just a resource for her to achieve her goal! Why pity? Why risk offending your own people to be kind? Which high-ranking person in the past and present did not rise to the top by stepping on a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood? How can a foot-stepping thing be divided into men and women?

She only cares about immediate gains and losses.

Qi Cang mentally shrugged and said, "Maybe."

Not long after, Cui Zhi came to see him.

Qi Cang was very discerning and resigned, leaving some space. After walking out of the tent, he looked face to face with Cui Zhi, squinting slightly to try to see the man's thoughts. He opened his mouth with a strange tone: "Who else is Cui Gong planning to introduce to the Lord?"

Cui Zhi smiled and said nothing.

Qi Cang deliberately pinched his throat: "Cui Gong is now a popular person beside the Lord, but I have something to tell you. Accompanying a king is like accompanying a tiger, let alone a tigress."

Cui Zhi went straight to the point: "General, you might as well speak frankly."

"Mei Jinghe was plotted by you?"

Cui Zhi looked directly at Qi Cang's scrutiny with a calm expression: "The general's words are an injustice. Didn't she commit suicide by committing suicide?"

Why did the villain file the complaint first?

Why not say that his wife Cui Hui almost died at the hands of Mei Meng?

Qi Cang snorted heavily, rolled his eyes and walked away.

Cui Zhi did not regard Qi Cang as a threat.

Qi Cang is a rebellious person, a white-eyed wolf who can betray at any time. If I really want to say that I am sincere, it would be for Zheng Qiao back then. After all, Zheng Qiao was really generous to Qi Cang, and the two of them had the same chemistry, so it was hard not to get along. The current king wants to do what Zheng Qiao did and surrender to Qi Cang? Not likely.

He might be stabbed in the back by Qi Cang one day.

The head of the country didn't care about the conversation between Qi Cang and Cui Zhi outside the tent. She only cared about what happened to Cui Zhi's affairs. Cui Zhi was a little surprised by the eagerness of the king: "...As far as I know, Gongyang Yongye seriously injured the famous general of Kang State with a huge advantage and returned with a great victory. There is no brave warrior in Kang State who is more troublesome than Gong Xiqiu. …”

As for Shen Youli being slightly better than Gong Xiqiu?

This is news from a few years ago.

Lord Shen was concentrating on state affairs and handling national affairs, so he didn't have so much time to practice, and was probably left behind by Gong Xichou.

Taking Gong Xichou down would be a blow to the morale of Kangguo.

The Lord was still not satisfied, and he even urged Cui Zhi.

Lord Qi could only tell the small details of the recent past, and sighed: "... As the saying goes, seeing the big from the small, I think Gongyang Yongye is not the same kind of person. Even if he surrenders and helps for a while, he is an external force after all, and cannot be relied on for a long time."

The herbalist will not help her for a long time.

But Kangguo will always be a hidden danger if he is not killed.

She will naturally be anxious.

Before that, she has another thing to do.

"... All the heads that can be found from the clan of Youguo have been taken, and Youguo has been completely destroyed. Let someone write a letter to announce it to the world, and see how Shen Youli responds. Will she continue to be shameless, or retreat wisely!"

Gong Xichou suffered a great loss, and he didn't know whether he would live or die.

The surnamed Shen still has reason, so she should reconsider.

There will be a war sooner or later, but it doesn't mean that it has to start now.

Not long after it was sent out, Shen Tang responded quickly, and the content of the response was quite impolite. The King of Qi ignored the insults and long nonsense that made people's three corpses jump, and refined the core of the article-the King of You had already predicted the prediction of Qi, guessed that Qi would be ruthless, so he had already made a backup plan and sent the princess of You to the territory of Kang in advance!

This princess is the last blood of the royal family of You!

If she doesn't die, who can say that You has been destroyed? If she doesn't shed her last drop of blood, who can say that You has no hope of restoration?

The King of Qi almost broke his pipe.

He squeezed out a few curses in dialect with rubbing his fangs.

"...Shen, does she still have any shame?"

Who can prove that this princess of You is real? Isn't it that Shen hired someone to pretend? The Qi State questioned the identity of the princess and took out the genealogy of the You State royal family. They slaughtered the You State royal family according to the genealogy, so how could there be any fish that slipped through the net?

The You State royal family woman was so angry that she vomited blood.

She spit blood all over the ground and her face turned pale.

With the bad news that the You State was destroyed and the royal family was slaughtered, she was desperate for a time. She knew that Qi State was cruel, but she didn't expect it to be so cruel! After the grief, there was overwhelming hatred! The world was only bloody, and her mind was filled with the word revenge.

Revenge, how easy is it.

She has no relatives and is all alone.

What can she do to take revenge on the powerful country in the southwest?

Unless——

She gambles everything and puts all her hopes on Shen Tang.

Like a drowning person grasping at the only straw, she grabbed Shen Tang's clothes and looked up to beg: "I have nothing to ask for, I just want her - thousands! Knife! Ten thousand! Cut! I just want her to die a miserable death!"

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Ah, sigh, speaking of buying a car, didn't someone else treat me to a meal to congratulate me? Why did I treat everyone? Buying a car emptied my wallet (pockets turned out, not a single penny was leftJPG) Now, two tables of banquets have been promised, and it happened that my cousins ​​from the family joined the army and came back to visit, so we just celebrate together (I have to eat as much as I can!)