Poisonous Peasant ‘Concubine’

He still wants to keep his arms in battle to kill the enemy!

"Ha ha……"

In the next second, the whole room burst into laughter. Sanmaozi, who was not afraid of death, resolutely confessed, and began to be afraid of the white and fleshy, very cute little princess.

Chapter 667 Dad, I beg you too!

"Dad, you haven't said whether you are willing to help and intercede with your father."

After the laugh, the topic of the little bun changed again. He didn't want to continue to discuss the problem of carrying the cauldron. It was not because he was unwilling to rely on the status of the king, but now that there was a better choice, the fool would go to the cauldron. Woolen cloth.

"Um?"

Hearing this, Ling Jingxuan, who was holding the small dumpling, smiled, and glanced at the teenagers who were staring at him nervously one by one. The people are not small. The most important thing is that they have a pair of eyes that are eager to change. Ling Jingxuan looked at them after thinking for a while and asked seriously: "You can think clearly, when you become a soldier, you will definitely go to the battlefield. Even if it is a troop army, you need to be on the front line when fighting, the enemy will not treat you as a child, you will be injured and bleed, or even die, you are all orphans, and there is no one to cry for you when you die in battle."

If these children are nurtured well, they may really have some achievements in the future. Ling Jingxuan looked at Xiaobaozi and Xiaohuzi thoughtfully. They also needed a group of trusted partners, just like Sheng Rui. If it wasn't for Yan Yi and the others, his personal soldiers composed of shadow guards, even General Ye and others, he would not be able to win every battle. People are destined to need partners. Maybe they can become little buns one day in the future. Indispensable partner.

"We are not afraid, ask the princess to fulfill us!"

"I beg the princess to be perfect!"

Youngsters, look at me, I'll look at you, under the leadership of one of the youths, the others all knelt down, and there were tears in everyone's eyes, but the stubborn qiáng held back the tears from falling. They haven't harassed the border town for nearly five years. That is to say, their parents and relatives died at least five years ago. Based on their age, they shouldn't have such a strong hatred. What they don't know is that the people who lost their parents and their families depend on the people of Buming City and the garrison to help them. They can say that they all grew up on the food of a hundred families, and some of them are especially kind-hearted people, except that they didn't officially adopt them. They all regarded them as their own children, and those people all died in the Beiman city or massacre. On that day, when they saw familiar people among the piles of corpses, they couldn't help but clenched tightly. Tears welled up in his fists, and Ye Ya secretly swore that they must become soldiers, they must kill all the northern barbarians themselves, avenge them in person, and recover the blood debt!

Ling Jingxuan has always been sensitive to murderous aura. The murderous aura on these teenagers was so strong that he couldn't help but be a little surprised. Even if he didn't know the specific situation, he could figure out what was going on after thinking about it. A boy of this age, The most important thing is to have a passion for blood, which is undoubtedly the most worthy of cultivation.

"Dad, you just promise them, the father always listens to you, so you can say a few good words for them, please!"

Seeing that he didn't speak for a long time, the little bun rubbed over and hugged his shoulders and swayed coquettishly. During this period, he did not forget to wink at his brothers. Ling Wen shook his head helplessly and said, "Dad, look For the sake of all of them being full of blood, just agree, and besides, they are about the same age as us, so they can accompany us as well, right?"

People who can still read can talk, unlike a little bun who only knows how to act like a spoiled child.

"Father gān, I think it's pretty good, why don't you agree?"

Unwilling to be left behind, Tie Wazi quickly agreed, and after spending a while with them, he also liked them a lot, and he promised them just now that he would teach them to read and write, even if he was a soldier, at least he must be able to write his own name. what?

"Uncle Ling, just agree. Brother Wen and Brother Sheng rarely ask you anything."

Yan Shangqing, who has always been by Ling Wen's side, is also eager to help. He doesn't know them, but he believes Brother Wen and the others. Since they all persuaded each other, he is willing to help.

"Master Xuan, please!"

The three of Long Dashan bent down at the same time, and the little dumpling sitting on Ling Jingxuan's lap looked at them with their heads twisted, suddenly turned around and got up and put his arms around his father's neck, nibbling on his face with great enthusiasm: " Dad, I beg you too."

Well, he didn't even know what they were asking for, he just cooperated with his brothers subconsciously. The previous kiss was a thank you, the little guy was very clear.

"Little bastard, do you know what they're begging for?"

Ling Jingxuan glanced at him angrily, raised his hand to wipe the saliva from his face, and the little dumpling shook his head stupidly: "I don't know, but my brother and the others are begging you, they want to be together."

See what he said is specious, anyway, he just has his own set of fallacies.

"Okay, don't follow along and sit down."

Let him amused, Ling Jingxuan smiled and tapped his nose, the little dumpling was also obedient, sat back obediently, hugged his feet with both hands and leaned on his father's arms like an old man, Ling Jingxuan stretched out his arms to embrace To prevent him from falling, he looked up at the teenagers, and said helplessly: "I'm afraid of you, but I hope you remember what I said today, once I mention this to the prince, you will There is no turning back."

Even after seeing their determination, Ling Jingxuan could not help repeating it again.

Soldiers are not so good.

"Don't worry, Princess, we will never regret it!"

"No regrets!"

A group of teenagers shouted excitedly, their long-cherished wish was about to come true, how could they go back? Limit, organize a roster and give it to me, Xiaowen Xiaowu, you help them to record, you must have the actual number, gender and age, and give it to me within three days."

Ling Jingxuan nodded with satisfaction, and assigned tasks to them. The war has caused many people to lose their relatives. He believes that there should be many such children. He can't help Yan Shengrui in matters related to the army, but he can help one or two. .

"No problem, it's all up to us."

Hearing this, the little bun patted his chest boldly. The big bun was used to letting him show off, and he didn't compete with him for credit. Zhou Changsheng and others made a tacit decision to help. , they are still the book boys of the little masters, and they still have to help them share responsibilities, although their relationship is more like childhood sweethearts and good brothers.

"Thank you, Princess!"

After the excitement was over, the youngsters hurriedly knelt down, and Sanmaozi, who was lying on the bed, shouted, "Don't forget me, leave a place for me."

"Ha ha……"

The room burst into laughter again. When others heard about being a soldier, they were afraid to avoid it, just like the military service in Lingjia Village, but these teenagers are more active than each other, for fear that they will be missed. They, the gap between people, is evident from this.

"Master, your voices are heard outside."

Zhao Shan and Gong Changling pushed open the door one after another and walked in. The inpatient department here actually asked for silence, but because the person inside was Ling Jingxuan, no one dared to come and tell them to be quiet.

"I'm sorry, I forgot as soon as I was happy."

Finally realized that the injured people need rest, Ling Jingxuan stood up with the small dumpling in his arms: "It's almost time for me to go back, Sanmaozi, take care of my injuries, and you guys, don't come here for a walk if it's all right, sort out the roster as soon as possible, Xiaowen, Yan Yi is back, by the way, ask if there are people like them in the other cities, and if so, let them all come to Yelan City with the army."

Since he has already made a preliminary plan for these orphans, Ling Jingxuan is not too much. He will accept as much as he comes. As long as he agrees with his request in the end, he will all stay. Of course, not all of them will be soldiers, he will target the children. Their ideas and characteristics are arranged separately, as long as they are willing to work hard, they are bound to stand out in the future.

"it is good."

Ling Wen nodded and was about to leave with him. Zhao Shan checked Sanmaozi's condition and said condensedly, "Master, I have something to ask you about surgery."

Although he did the operation with him yesterday, he still didn't understand some technical problems, and he needed to ask slowly. In the future, he would basically take over this kind of large-scale operation, and he would also pass it on to the medical children one by one.

"Let's go back and study later. By the way, in the future, all the food needs of Sanmaozi will be taken care of by the yamen. I will send someone to take care of it on behalf of Shui Linger. You remember to tell the doctor who is in charge of taking care of him."