Poisonous Peasant ‘Concubine’

"Very good, assemble the Eagles team immediately, I want you all to go to the shore and watch to see what the real war is like. Remember, you can only watch, those who act without permission will be punished!"

Ling Jingxuan's voice became more and more severe, and his expression was as serious as never before. The three steamed buns did not dare to doubt the authenticity of his words, and said in unison, "Yes!"

"Go!"

Waving his hand and turning around, Ling Jingxuan strode back, and the little buns also turned and left the handsome tent at the same time. Ling Wen looked at them and followed Ling Jingxuan selectively. Dad wanted them to learn more. something? Even if they let him down, he is still creating opportunities for them, and maybe they will be used in the next battlefield.

"Dad, Xiao Wu and the others are younger and more aggressive. You just let them watch, don't suffocate them to death? If they really can't bear it, can you really kill them?"

Tie Wazi originally wanted to make a joke to ease the atmosphere, but Ling Jingxuan stopped and said with a serious expression: "Yes, I ordered them to watch as a military advisor of the East Expedition Army, not Princess Sheng, they dared to disobey. Military order, I dare to kill them!"

"what?"

Feeling the murderous intent that filled his body, not only Tie Wazi, but also Ling Wen and others were dumbfounded, is he really here?

After the shock, Xiao Wu really angered their real father, Ling Wen quietly gave Zhou Changsheng a wink and asked him to vent his brother and them, angering his father, even if he didn't die, the price would definitely be unimaginable for them. of heavy.

Chapter 750 The transformation of the little bun

"Bump bump..."

At around 11:00 in the evening, when an explosion rang out, the majestic bare-armed soldiers beat the drums vigorously on a cold day, and the slings on the five ships kept throwing lit explosive packets at Linjiang City opposite the Grand Canal. Under the leadership of the generals, the soldiers of the Eastern Kingdom also fought back angrily, and a bloody battle began.

"Dad, what is your father doing, and he's still whipping pào in the middle of the night."

On the bed in the handsome tent, everyone was worried again, Ling Jingxuan took the initiative to let Xiao Tuanzi sleep with him, and the little Tuanzi who was about to fall asleep rubbed his eyes and was so sleepy, Ling Jingxuan gently patted him on the back to comfort him: " It's not the whip pào, the father is fighting, the little dumplings go to sleep, when you wake up tomorrow, everything will be over."

With the abilities of Sheng Rui and Prince Hao, one night was enough.

"Well, daddy sleeps too, with the little dumpling."

Holding his fingers, the little dumpling closed his eyes and fell asleep before he finished speaking. Ling Jingxuan stretched out his hand to cover him with the quilt, got up and put out the candle. In the dark of the night, he lay on the bed for a long time and couldn't Falling asleep, my mind replayed the bits and pieces of what they had experienced since the expedition at the end of the year. In a blink of an eye, it was almost a year. They went from being beaten to taking the initiative to counterattack, and then they were all the way through. How many killings and hardships they have experienced, only they are Only then did he know that the war in the age of cold weapons was no less gentle than the age of hot weapons, and was even more cruel and bloody. Nao was used to seeing death and sometimes felt a little shocking, looking forward to the end of this damn war.

Ling Jingxuan didn't know when he fell asleep. With the sound of explosions and war drums outside, he fell asleep before he knew it. When he opened his eyes the next day, as Yan Shengrui had promised before he left, he had already fallen asleep. Sitting on the bank of the bed waiting for him to wake up, the silver-white battle armor on his body had already been dyed blood red, and was thrown aside at will. Even if he changed into clean clothes, there was still a strong bloody smell wafting from his body.

"Won?"

Reaching out and clasping his ten fingers, Ling Jingxuan asked very casually, with a trusting and warm smile on his face, something seemed to be wriggling on the inside of the bed, and after a while, a small black head came out , the husband and wife looked at each other and smiled.

"Well, Prince Hao has already brought the vanguard into the city. I'll come back and report to you first, and ask for the next step of the commander-in-chief."

While joking, Yan Shengrui leaned over and kissed his pierced lips, his left hand was always clasped with him, and his right was stretched out to brush the hair on Xiao Tuanzi's face, and greeted his dazed eyes and said good morning.

"Morning father!"

The little dumpling rubbed his eyes, his voice was a little soft when he woke up, Yan Shengrui leaned over and kissed his little face: "Did you sleep well with Daddy last night?"

"Well, the royal family wants to pee."

Nodding, Xiao Tuanzi stretched out his hand and begged for a hug, Yan Shengrui also smiled and hugged him to pee, Ling Jingxuan shook his head amusingly, glanced at the armor that was off the ground, stood up and said, "Ling Yun."

"Master, are you awake? Get up and wash your face and rinse your mouth. Shui Ling'er has already gone to bring you breakfast."

Ling Yun, who had been waiting outside for a long time, walked in with a little girl carrying water for washing. Ling Jingxuan smiled slightly and pointed to the armor on the ground: "Clean up and prepare a clean one for the lord."

"Yes."

Ling Yun took the little girl out and took the heavy armor out. Ling Jingxuan got up and washed his face and scooped up a pot of Crescent Moon Spring water on the table. When Yan Shengrui came back with the little dumpling in his arms, he was already wearing clothes. , and the waist-length hair was casually scattered behind him.

"Morning Daddy."

The little dumpling who put in the water was also fully awake, looking at Ling Jingxuan with a sweet and cute smile, Ling Jingxuan said while putting on his clothes, "Morning, little dumpling, let your father dress you quickly, don't catch a cold."

The piggy pajamas on him are still from last year, and they are a bit small, which makes him seem to be more fleshy, but in fact, the little dumpling supports his chubby figure.

In the past year, he has grown a lot taller, and he doesn't look that fat anymore. At least his body shape is gradually showing, unlike before.

"No, people already know how to wear their own clothes, don't want your father to wear them."

The little dumpling placed on the bed refused Yan Shengrui's help, took off his pajamas, and picked up the clothes that Ling Jingxuan had put on the bed for him. Ling Jingxuan was also happy to let him do it himself.

"Father, Daddy!"

"Father, father!"

"Uncle Nine Emperors, Uncle Ling!"

"Wangye Wangfei, the porridge has just been made, and the servants have steamed hot steamed buns. Let's eat it while it's hot."

After a while, when Yan Shengrui helped his wife and children to tie their heads, the steamed buns came in one after another. Along with them were Shui Linger and Ling Yun, who had gone out earlier, and others, either with trays or clothes. The little girl, the little dumpling that had already been dressed by her own ability broke away from her parents' hands and jumped in front of the little bun.

"Third brother, does your butt still hurt? Do you want a small dumpling to give you a whirl?"

While talking, the little dumpling also reached out and touched his butt, and the little bun quickly grabbed his hand: "Don't, let you call a few more times, and I'll have to give up."

He was very moved that he saved him the night before, but it was because he kept pressing on his ass. His injury was undoubtedly the heaviest of all. His little brother was fine with everything. It's just that sometimes some unconscious actions are particularly painful, although they are cute.

"What, the third brother is used to bullying people!"

The little dumpling shook him off without hesitation, Ling Jingxuan beckoned him to go over, and poured them a cup of Crescent Moon Spring water that had been prepared for them. To make up for them, except for Yan Shengrui, no one knows about this.

After the family had a warm breakfast, Zeng Shaorong and others also came back. They came to report the casualties and the situation of Linjiang City. In their raid last night, most of the enemy troops suffered casualties. When they attacked the shore, many people died. Abandoned the city and fled, the people are still the victims left behind. At present, the husband of Sikong Tam has gone to Linjiang City to take command. Under their comfort, the people who are physically and mentally injured should recover quickly. On their side, there were explosive packs in the lead, which directly blew the opponent off guard. Their casualties were less than 10,000, which was even better than expected. When the front soldiers finished cleaning the battlefield, the large troops would be able to cross the river at the latest tomorrow.

"Little Steamed Bun, did you carefully watch Father King and the others fighting last night?"

After seeing the generals away, everyone had something to do, so Ling Jingxuan only kept the little buns.

"Well, Dad wants to tell me that fighting doesn't have to rely on blood and brute force. How to fight with less effort is the key, and winning the greatest victory with the smallest sacrifice is the real victory."

The peach blossom eyes unique to the Yan family stared at him for a moment, and the little bun became more and more mature and stable. From the bottom of his eyes, it is not difficult to see the wisdom and experience accumulated after the pain, and he will be eleven years old next month. He is becoming more and more like a young general.

"Hehe...you can understand it, little bun, don't forget it at all times, you will be the one who will succeed your father and king in the future. You must not be impulsive on the battlefield, and you must not be arrogant. I don't mind what you do on weekdays, and I even want you to be a fool. It's more savage, at least you won't be bullied, but you can't do it on the battlefield. When you go to the battlefield, you are not alone with your head on your shoulders. You must be responsible for the lives of your soldiers. This time it's up to you. Saying it is the biggest lesson, remember, don’t make the same mistake again in the future.”