Jun Jiuling

Miss Jun had never been so angry before.

She paced back and forth in the yard, clasping her hands in front of her body, unable to say anything.

Everyone in the yard was terrified.

Ever since I knew this girl, I have seen her cry and smile, more often she has a gentle expression, but I have never seen her angry.

Not even when encountering those bandits.

"Miss, what's wrong?" Liu Er jumped over and shouted excitedly, "Who made you angry?"

Miss Jun didn't answer her as usual, but walked back and forth angrily.

"Miss..." Liu'er didn't know what to ask, so she could only be angry.

The village women dared not speak or persuade. The shopkeeper De Shengchang looked at the letter paper and bamboo tubes thrown on the ground and did not dare to pick them up. Liu Er ignored them when he asked, and he didn't know whether to ask or not.

The aroma of rice cakes in the yard was scattered, and the laughter in the village came one after another, making the atmosphere here even more stagnant.

"Miss Jun, come here." The woman's calm voice came, with no refusal.

Miss Jun glanced at her, but didn't follow her advice.

The girl's eyes were round, like an angry little beast.

Such a child must have been proud, stubborn and extremely determined since he was a child.

Madam Yu looked at her.

"What's the use of beating and beating." She said, "If you don't want to see it, burn it."

Hey, is this teaching my lady a lesson? Liu Er stared at her.

Who are you?

She was about to say something, but Miss Jun let out a sigh of relief and bent over to pick up the bamboo tube and the creed.

"Something happened." She raised her body and said to the women in the yard, "Aunts, let's make rice cakes later."

The women breathed a sigh of relief.

"Okay, okay, let's divide up the finished ones first." They said.

They packed things conveniently as they talked, busy but not chaotic.

The young man who had retreated to Madam Yu's side looked surprised. He had been with these women for two days. No matter in words or actions, these women were very common and ordinary village women, but at this moment, looking at these women The uniform movements of the people made him inexplicably think of the movements of those men when they met the robbers.

The pots, pans, and chopping boards held by these women seem to be no worse than those men if they are replaced with spears and knives.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the women had packed up and left the yard.

The yard fell into silence again.

Madam Yu didn't speak any more, she held the young man's arm and was about to go in.

"Emperor." Miss Jun spoke suddenly, her voice a little hoarse, obviously trying her best to hold back her emotions, "I want to negotiate peace with the Jinren."

The shopkeeper groaned, with a shocked expression on his face, Madam Yu stood still, and her tall and straight figure froze slightly.

Only Liu Er was very happy, the young lady was willing to talk, and it didn't matter what she said.

"How to negotiate?" the shopkeeper asked anxiously.

He simply didn't care about the presence of a strange woman in the yard, let alone the young lady didn't avoid her.

"Could it be true, really according to the Jinren's conditions..." the shopkeeper continued.

Miss Jun tore up the note in her hand.

"Yeah." She shouted angrily, "Yeah, that trash."

She said her eyes were blurred with tears.

Isn't it amazing? Killed his elder brother, forced his father to death, and seized the country.

Isn't it amazing? For the sake of this country, he would do all kinds of things like a beast if he is unkind, unrighteous, loyal, and filial. Why is he going to negotiate peace when someone else comes to rob him of his country?

Six counties, how big is the territory, how many people, if he says no, then he doesn't want it?

He doesn't want it?

It was recaptured after ten years of fighting, and the blood of so many soldiers was exchanged for it. It was the rich people who were stationed and resisted in exchange for ten years of bitter cold to recuperate and raise them.

Did he say no?

"How can he say it?" Miss Jun looked at De Shengchang's shopkeeper, "How can he say it?"

The shopkeeper looked at her, shook his head, and subconsciously took a step back.

He can't answer this question, and he doesn't know.

Why are you negotiating a peace?

Haven't seen the 100,000 golden soldiers gather yet, and haven't fought yet, so it's a peace? Isn't that scary?

"The Lord is not defeated." He could only say, "No matter how many gold thieves come, the Lord will not be defeated. Thirty thousand, fifty thousand, one hundred thousand, the Lord will not be afraid, why... ..."

The soldiers in the front are not afraid of death. What are they afraid of sitting in the rear?

"What are they afraid of?" Miss Jun looked at Liu'er.

"That's right." Although she didn't know what the lady said, Liu'er immediately shouted angrily, "What are they afraid of? We are not afraid."

Miss Jun looked at her and laughed, which made her want to cry.

"Yes, we are not afraid, what is he afraid of?" She said, looking at another person in the yard.

At some point, Mrs. Yu supported the young man and turned around, listening to her.

Her expression was solemn and calm, the young man was obviously shocked and angry, and the veins on his face were bulging.

Miss Jun looked at him.

"Young man, now I'll give you a knife and tell you to kill the gold thief, how dare you?" she said.

The young man is less than twenty years old, and he is a very shy person. He has not spoken a word since he came here for two days.

"Of course I dare!" he shouted at once.

"Yes, we all dared, why didn't he dare?" Miss Jun asked.

The kid really wanted to ask for an answer.

"Because everyone has their own fears." Madam Yu said, beckoning to Miss Jun, "Okay, child, don't get overthinking, sometimes you can't judge others by yourself."

That's not how you judge others by yourself, right? Just like the two previous poems that miss the separation of relatives.

This lady is really...

Miss Jun couldn't help laughing again, and raised her hand to rub her nose and flatten her mouth.

This disturbed her mood also calmed down a little.

That's right, you can't judge others by yourself. If she dares, it doesn't necessarily mean that others must dare.

"Wait for the specific news." She took a deep breath and looked at the shopkeeper.

The news is urgent, only the most important ones are sent by the carrier pigeon first, and the details must be passed on quickly.

The shopkeeper nodded.

"I'll be right back," he said.

Miss Jun watched him leave and stood in the yard without moving.

Perhaps the women had already spread the word about this, the original laughter in the village had disappeared, and the tranquility of the past had returned, even quieter than before, even the bleating of cattle and sheep disappeared.

"I never dreamed of it," Miss Jun said to herself.

I thought he was vicious and shameless, I thought he was ungrateful, I thought he was a beast, but I didn't expect him to be such a stern and soft-hearted trash.

The so-called ruthlessness and the so-called treachery were originally only used on one's own relatives, on those who did not guard against him.

"Miss, what do you think?" Liu Er asked from the side.

Miss Jun looked ahead.

"I want to swear," she said.

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"I f*** my grandparents!"

One jumped up from the stone, cursed loudly, threw the letter in his hand on the ground, and stomped on it fiercely with his cowhide boots.

Because the movement was too violent, the beard that was half hanging on the ear also fell off.

"Brother." A man who heard the sound and watched from the side reminded, "The beard fell off."

The person called Big Brother turned his head, revealing Zhu Zan's clean and angular face.

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