Neon Clothes and Iron Clothes

Chapter 179 Spy
"Practice? What are you practicing?" The boss suddenly became nervous.

"It's nothing!" The third child scratched the back of his head: "It seems to be standing in a row, throwing stones with a sling when hearing the whistle, and spreading out to both sides when hearing the whistle, it's like this every time!"

"It's that simple?" The second child showed a skeptical look: "I can do this. I used to herd sheep when I was young. It's easy to drive wolves and sheep. Anyone can do it!"

"Third brother, recall carefully again, what exactly did they practice?" Wang Gao's expression became serious: "This matter is very important, it must not be sloppy!"

"Then let me think about it!" The third child frowned and began to recall, after a while he stammered and said, "It seems that there are two rows of people standing behind the group of people throwing stones, all holding two long Kneeling in the first row and standing in the second row, when the stone-throwing people spread out to both sides, they will howl!"

"Long branches? That should be long spears, right? I guess they don't have long spears, so they will use long branches to replace them during training!" Wang Hao thought for a while: "Well, these days are the season for planting, and those surnamed Yuan I don’t even know how to practice, when the seeds are all planted, go and squat over there, the third child, and watch them practice carefully, it’s best to find a chance to find out and remember how they practiced!”

"Hey!" The third child responded, "Brother, what are you doing here?"

"Why? There are twenty or thirty families in our village now, and Ding Zhuang counts about fifty people. I think I can learn from others and practice!"

"Practice? Brother, do you want to go to war with the Tang people?" The second son was anxious when he heard this: "That will kill you!"

"If you run into the mountains, you won't die? At least being hacked to death is much more comfortable than starving to death. It hurts for a while, and then it's gone. Starving is much more painful than dying!" Wang Gao rolled his eyes at his second child, and then sighed : "I didn't say I would follow the Tang people, but as long as the dozens of us have practiced at least a little bit of strength, even if the Tang people lose in the future and the Baekje master comes back, we can still compete with the masters with this strength. Let's see if we can stay a little longer!"

"Brother is right!" The third child jumped up and patted the dust on his hands: "In my opinion, those surnamed Yuan don't have any skills, that is, they are lucky. Who can throw stones? They knew how to herd sheep when they were young." Yes! After practicing, maybe the general of the Tang Dynasty will reward us with a bigger city!"

"Third brother, don't think about the city. It depends on fate, understand? We can keep this field and house because of the blessing of our ancestors!" Wang Po yelled at the third child, turned his head and shouted: "Okay, enough rest, let's get up and work! Plant this field first, and then talk about other things!"

Zhou Liucheng, the royal palace.

The curtains were drooping, blocking the sunlight, and the blood, the smell of medicine, and burning charcoal permeated the entire room. Ghost Shiyun was lying on the bed exhausted, her body was numb and she could no longer feel the pain, as if her whole body had been completely ripped out. Empty, blood, flesh, bone, and soul have all gone, leaving only an empty shell.

"It's a boy!" Ah Cheng exclaimed in surprise, "It looks like you, what a beautiful boy!"

Gui Shiyun opened her eyes, which had already exhausted her little bit of strength. She saw a little guy who was fluttering red and curled up into a ball. She really couldn't imagine that this thing fell from her body. She grimaced. Grin: "Is it beautiful? Why do I think it's ugly!"

"How come, it's like this when I was born, it will be fine after a few days, look at these eyes, this nose, how straight it is!" Ah Cheng gently patted the baby's buttocks twice, as if Waking up, the baby opened his mouth and cried loudly.

"Look, how powerful this cry is! This child will grow up to be very strong, just like his father—" At this point, Ah Cheng's words were stuck, and she realized that she had said no. What should I say, I looked carefully at Gui Shiyun's face, the mother's face was expressionless, neither happy nor angry, like a wax mask, which actually made people feel chills.

The door curtain was lifted, revealing a handsome face: "Your Majesty sent someone to ask whether it is Nongzhang or Nongwa!"

Ah Cheng glanced at Gui Shiyun: "It's Nong Zhang!"

There was a burst of cheers from outside, Ah Cheng turned his head and saw Gui Shiyun turned over and turned his back to the baby, he couldn't help feeling sad: "Miss, you should think about it, this is your baby after all!"

Gui Shiyun was still silent, just when Ah Cheng thought that the other party would not be able to speak, she suddenly heard her voice: "You can inform Tang Ren, who will be transporting food to Xiongjin City recently to prepare for the next siege of Sibi City! "

"Ah? Miss, you haven't been here these days, how did you know this news?" Ah Cheng asked in surprise.

Gui Shiyun turned over, with a mocking smile on her lips: "The man came before the child was born, stayed with me for a while, and talked to me. That's when I inquired about the news. My brother died. Afterwards, his defense against me disappeared, perhaps because he felt that I was alone now, and I couldn't do anything anymore!"

"Miss!" Ah Cheng didn't know what to say, so he could only hold Gui Shiyun's hand tightly: "You have to take care of yourself!"

"Ah Cheng, don't worry, I'm in good health!" Gui Shiyun's face turned colder: "You tell Tang Ren that Fu Yu Fengzhang's son is in my hands, and I will ask for instructions on how to deal with it next step!"

Sibi City, Xiongjin Governor's Mansion.

"According to the information sent back by the informant, the rebels will send troops to Woongjin (the old capital of Baekje, located about 50 kilometers northeast of Sibi City) to transport food in three days to prepare for the next siege of Sibi City. Probably The route is to start from Rencunshan City, first go east, then turn south, and arrive at Xiongjin City. The total number of its troops is between 1000 and 2000, and the commander is a Japanese general! The situation is probably like this!" Wang Wenzuo turned Turning around, turning his back to the map hanging on the wall, he ended his narration.

"Such detailed information?" Du Shuang glanced at Wang Wenzuo meaningfully: "Can I ask where it came from?"

"Du Changshi!" Wang Wenzuo seemed a little embarrassed: "If possible, the fewer people who know about this kind of thing, the better!"

"Hehe!" Liu Renyuan laughed: "Sanlang is really tight-lipped! Forget it, it has been confirmed several times, and there is nothing wrong. This line should be credible!"

"This line is indeed very credible, but it's not the same person as the previous two times!" Wang Wenzuo said.

"Not alone?" Liu Rengui frowned: "Wang Canjun, may I ask why you trust this person so much?"

(End of this chapter)