Great Husband of the Northern Song Dynasty

The early spring of Guangnan West Road is not cold. For Tang Ren, who is always in Fuzhou, this is heaven.

The rolling green hills are green and a half-size child is behind a big tree at the edge of the forest. From time to time, the probe peeks out at the campsite outside.

The camp is not small, it is the morning, the smoke in the camp is small.

The half-sized boy sucked his nose, then walked out of the mountains and went to the camp.

Song people who met along the way all smiled when they saw him, "Huang Wu is here!"

"Huang Wu, did this come to Tang Qian?"

Half-nodded nodded, someone pointed to the left and said: "Zhang Ju is cooking, you go."

The half-boy is called Huang Wu and is the younger brother of Tang Ren that day.

Huang Wu found Tang Ren all the way, and when he saw that he was cooking, he crouched to the side and looked.

This is not Bianliang, Tang Ren's cooking ...

"Someone didn't know how to cook, but later he ate at Guixinhou's house several times. When he saw him cook, he asked ... Why is there so much money to cook? Guixinhou said cooking is a kind of Fun ... you do n’t know, the converted Hou is not only the civil and military, but also the richest man in the Song Dynasty. Does the richest man know? It is the richest ... "

He is cooking soup rice.

Yesterday, a local sergeant went to catch a few hares, washed them and sent them over.

Tang Ren has been grinding. Huang Da, the leader of this mountain, is very interested in the goodwill he releases, but the tribe he leads is very large. There are some small forces below. Those leaders agree, and the resources promised by the Song Song are drooling. .

But some are unwilling to say why those who are free in the mountains should be managed by others.

So the two forces are fighting, and Huang Da has no choice but to coordinate on both sides.

The young man was named Huang Yi, and now he is coordinating with Huang Da in the mountain. Huang Wu is his younger brother and often comes to Tang Renxiu.

Tang Ren stirred the soup rice, the meat inside was rolling, bringing a burst of fragrance.

"It ’s like cooking, it ’s indispensable for seasoning. The best thing I ’ve ever seen is cooking. You know? You know? He has made stir-fried dishes and hot pots. Those chefs are offering his brand ... … "

There was a cry of exclamation around, and someone said, "The villain had a stir-fry in the city, and it was delicious ... The villain almost ate his tongue. It turned out that it was made by Guixin Hou! That's really ... too Scary. "

Tang Ren said lightly: "There is no authentic cooking here. If you eat the cooking made by Gui Xinhou, you will feel that it is a delicacy that only the gods can enjoy."

The soup rice was almost ready. Tang Ren stirred it a few times, filled it with a spoon, and ate it a few times.

"Put salt!"

Finally put salt, this is Shen's rules of cooking.

After putting salt, Tang Ren tasted it again, and then filled himself with a big bowl, he was ready to find a place to squat and eat.

"And I."

Tang Ren turned around and saw Huang Wu, who was greedy and drooling, and said with a smile: "Well, if you eat this bowl, may you finish it?"

Huang Wu took a big bowl that was bigger than his head and said firmly: "No matter how much you can eat."

Where did the children in the mountain have eaten such food, Huang Wu was holding a bowl, and after Tang Ren filled another bowl of soup and rice, he followed him to find a place.

Tang Ren was observing and saw that he had been greedy, but he nodded slightly when he did not move.

The two found a stump. Tang Ren turned the stump over and asked Huang Wu to use it as a table.

"Eat it."

Huang Wu sat on the ground, put the big bowl on the stump and ate it heartily. When he ate half of it, he looked up and saw Tang Ren squatting there. It was probably too hot. On the ground, take a bite and take it up, looking uncomfortable.

"You ... you come here."

Huang Wu felt too much.

Tang Ren smiled: "Eat yours, don't care."

He just took a bite and served the bowl once. After eating, he looked up and found that Huang Wu was crying, and wondered: "What are you crying for?"

Huang Wu choked: "They say you are fake, it's all good to us, but I know you are true ..."

The child's feeling is the most direct. Tang Ren couldn't help but laugh: "You are a child, do you still coax you? What's the use?"

Huang Wu choked: "They are really bad, they say you are hypocritical, and they are going to try it out in a few days, saying what is going to kill you ... I heard it, and I came down to you ..."

Tang Ren was immediately impressed by the child's sincerity. He put down the big bowl, walked over, and whispered: "Relax, they can't die."

Huang Wu nodded and said, "I want to kill them, but I can't beat ..."

"Someone can beat them."

Tang Ren felt lucky that he could gain the trust of Huang Wu, and then knew the plans of the opposition.

Secret alert is a must. Later, he was sent to the mountain to report, saying that Huang Wu played here for a while.

But the talent will be sent out, and Huang Yi will come.

The teenager was wearing a cotton coat that Tang Ren sent him, and it was fun to look at, but he looked a little bit ruthless at first: "They want to send someone to kill you. My father and I have negotiated and are ready to clean them up in a few days."

He even came to report the news, which made Tang Ren confident. He said lightly: "Someone will be afraid of them? Rest assured and wait to see."

Huang Yi admired: "Dad said you will panic, but you are calm, it's really amazing."

Brother is calm!

Tang Renzheng was about to say something modest. A few sergeants passed by, holding some prey in his hand.

"what is that?"

Several sergeants mentioned the prey with pride, "Xiangju, it's a mouse."

Nima, the mouse looked a little bigger!

Tang Ren said tangled: "How did you get the mouse?"

The sergeant said: "Quanju, this mouse is delicious when roasted and porridge ..."

Tang Ren looked at the super-long mouse and suddenly remembered the "hare soup rice" he made.

What kind of hare is that?

Fucking ...

vomit!

Tang Ren no longer eats the prey from the sergeants, and he was seriously ill that night. .

It's not too cold here during the day, but it's different at night. If you don't wear thicker, you die.

Tang Ren sat in a wooden house with his eyes closed to refresh himself.

I do n’t know how long after that, there was a voice outside, "Zhang Ju, they came."

Tang Ren opened his eyes and said, "Don't disturb them."

He grinned: "This is a good opportunity to do everything in one net! Certainly it's a perfect strategy. Next time I go back and go to Hou Xuexue to learn the art of war.

A group of black shadows arrived quietly in front of the wooden house. A man pointed at the wooden house and grunted a few times, then a few men touched it.

Killing Tang Ren, the Song people will be very angry, and then everyone will not have to go down the mountain, otherwise they will all die.

The leading man saw a few men walking smoothly and couldn't help smiling.

"what……"

Just when he was proud, the man in front stepped on the air, and the person suddenly disappeared.

Grass mud horse!

What about people?

The leading man was stunned, and the men did not stop, so they disappeared.

嘞?

The visibility at night was very low, and those people disappeared out of thin air like this, as if encountering a god.

"ignition!"

A triumphant voice came, and the surroundings shone brightly.

"Sometimes waiting for you for a long time, ha ha ha ha!"

Tang Ren smiled with pride, a huge trap in front of him ...

A group of black shadows were dumbfounded, and someone shouted, "He is not ill! This is a trap!"

Tang Ren is certainly not ill. He eats fragrant and has a great body.

"Take it down!"

A group of Song Jun forced him with a spear.

The leading man said in despair: "Kill out, let's go back to the mountain."

As long as he returned to the mountain, Song Jun could not take himself.

This is a life experience for thousands of years, but now the teacher has encountered new problems.

"Song Jun will set fire!"

Song Shiyao's fire not only burned the Jiaozhi people, but also deterred the natives.

Madan, beep again, believe it or not, brother?

Song Dynasty is not short of fire oil and manpower.

"Don't fall!"

"Don't fall!"

Song Jun pressed hard, the spear of the spear gleamed in the firelight, and captured the soul.

Will it hurt if you get stabbed?

The natives were brave, and by the Ming Dynasty, these natives were organized into wolf soldiers, fighting around and winning the reputation of brave soldiers. Just with the brave reputation, the brutal reputation also follows.

These natives ignored the rules, saw things they liked, or looted when they saw the rich places, leaving behind a scar and a corpse.

"Don't fall!"

The spear was approaching, and one more step would stab it.

The natives were shaking.

They are not afraid to kill them, but few people can bear the taste of waiting for death.

"Don't kill them at once, but slowly persecute them, and eventually they will be driven into madness ... either violent or yield!"

Tang Ren was very proud now, so he had an extra fan in his hand, and then he could install Zhuge Liang.

"Jiangju has great views!"

The crowd burst into praise, and the natives over there suddenly broke out.

Between the flashes of the knife, howling sounds rang through the night sky.

"kill!"

The spears stabbed together, followed by a weak block and scream.

"kill!"

Song Jun stabbed without expression, the natives were desperate, some were kneeling and begging for mercy, some were hiding behind their companions, some were crying, some were crying ...

This is the difference between the army and the scattered soldiers.

"kill!"

After several stabbings, the remaining natives knelt and yelled in their mouths.

"Take it down!"

Tang Ren said: "Inquire immediately."

Then came a torture competition, which was an eye-opener.

"Go catch a snake ... didn't? Then go get the eel, ha ha ha ha ... untie his pants ..."

"what……"

"Say no? No more ..."

"Say, say ..."

There are all kinds of talents in the barracks, and they speak well ...

The ideas of these talents are one after another, and in a few clicks, the captives are going crazy.

"Quan, they are inspiring those natives, saying that it is Da Song who wants to coax everyone down the mountain to become slaves, and they have assembled a lot of people, ready to raid us here in five days ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ yes?

Tang Ren was dozing off. This was learned from Shen An.

Before approaching the enemy, the Lord cannot panic, the calmer the better.

"Who is venturing for them?" Tang Ren lied that he was sick, and he was actually fishing. Who knew that someone was hooked.

"It's an aborigine in the camp ... Guanju, these people are not reliable! Isn't it ..."

Tang Ren shook his head when Song Shiyao came.

"Someone brought a thousand elites, how to get it?"

This is an opportunity, Tang Ren said lightly: "How do you hear ... Those natives want to rebellion? Someone wants to rebel to be an emperor, learn from Nong Zhigao, learn from people ... Such a person ... who wants to learn He? As soon as the heavenly soldiers arrive, they are all turned into powder! "

Everyone was stunned, an official who participated in the interrogation said: "Those people just want to take Huang Da's power ... I don't want to be controlled by the Song Dynasty ..."

Big brother, they just want to be independent and do not want to rebel!

Da Song now has sharp swordsmen and soldiers who are beaten down. Even if Nong Zhi Gao is reborn, he can only sing on his knees to conquer ... so you say they rebelled ... aren't you losing heart?

Tang Ren looked at the official and said lightly: "Someone said they wanted to rebel, then they are rebelling!"

He got up and said: "The Great Song is flourishing now, and the prosperous age is in front of us. There is a good saying in Gui Hou Hou, the world is magnificent and prosperous.

Everyone was silent.

You are the big brother, you have the final say.

Then the camp entered into a state of looseness and tightness outside, scouting for continuous exploration around until the enemy was found.

...

The last day doubled the monthly ticket, and the Jazz asked for it. Let me take it easy, and I promise to make a day of changes this week.

good night!

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