Being scolded as a dead star?All the bosses in the capital are rushing to pet me

Chapter 152
Others are also in pain all over, and they don't even have the strength to speak.

"Okay." Da Zhuang acted as if they all thought so, and he agreed, and even smiled slightly.

"When you die on the battlefield, your wife will marry someone else, and your baby will call someone else's father. If your wife is married to a kind-hearted family, your children will be able to barely grow up...

If you are a traitor, it would be light to abuse your children. If you are more ruthless, you will force your children to grow up. Once the daughter is sold, the son will be told about the little nurturing, earning money for the family for the rest of his life. He is a donkey, his body is so exhausted that he can't even leave a single offspring, and no one burns paper when he dies..."

When everyone heard this, they substituted in a little bit, and the top of their heads was full of anger.

Crying and shaking his tired legs frantically, he gritted his teeth and got up, "I'll practice."

"Sorry, I'm not in the mood to teach." Da Zhuang said expressionlessly.

The big guys were terrified and all bounced off the ground.

"Da Zhuang, don't, we just rest for a while, and we didn't say no to practice."

"Yeah yeah, we all know you're here to keep us alive, we're willing to learn."

……

Da Zhuang glanced at the speakers one by one, with a cold tone.

"Will the barbarians in Beiling give you time to rest?"

"This is a battlefield. Either you die or I die. What do you think of this place? Are children playing house?"

"If you think so, it doesn't matter if you don't learn this self-protection method, just go to the battlefield like this."

After speaking, he turned and left.

Er was stunned for a moment, then turned to follow.

Back in the tent, the two sat by the fire.

After being quiet for a while, Er Leng finally said, "Are you really not going to teach?"

Da Zhuang raised his eyes to look at him, but there was no anger on his face.

"I can teach, but not now." When the people in Zhuxi Village are afraid from the bottom of their hearts, if he teaches again, he will definitely get twice the result with half the effort.

He admired Er Leng's attitude and perseverance, he said: "I taught it before, you practice first, it will only benefit you."

"Okay." Er Leng nodded, then solemnly said, "Thank you."

Da Zhuang stirred up the charcoal fire in the basin, and the rising fire blurred the emotion in his eyes.

"No thanks, Zhuxi Village also helped us."

Although he is not a hero, it is clear that the kindness of a drop of water will be repaid by a spring.

Therefore, he will do everything he can to bring back the people from Zhuxi Village.

The next day, the horn sounded early in the morning.

Da Zhuang and the others quickly dressed and assembled urgently.

Everyone saw a somewhat familiar face standing next to the little general who trained them.

The man seemed to have gone hunting in their village.

"Pack up your things and follow me. From today onwards, I will be your trainer." The corner of Liu Feng's mouth was slightly hooked, and he smiled meaningfully.

Hahaha, he can finally enjoy the addiction of abusing others! !

Many recruits were recruited, divided into several teams, and assigned to different generals.

Curious about the potential of being strong, Liufeng volunteered to come after Shizi said to strengthen training.

Everyone in Zhuxi Village hurriedly returned to their tents, packed their backpacks and came out quickly.

then.

Liu Feng saw the... burden on them at a glance.

It's okay to carry this burden on your back.

The key is that everyone has it, neat and stylish.

Liufeng turned his head to look at his own baggage, frowning.

... the uglier it looks!
He didn't know what to think, his eyes flashed, and he walked towards Da Zhuang.

"Is it convenient to see your baggage?"

Da Zhuang corrected with a serious face, "It's not a burden, it's a marching bag."

"A marching bag...? The name lives up to its name."

Shen Yuansi had an impression of Liufeng, and seeing that he seemed to be very interested in the marching bag, he stepped forward and said, "This marching bag was conceived by Sister Nian. It is practical and convenient. It can hold a lot of things without affecting your movement."

Liu Feng was surprised and said: "You mean Miss Shen?"

"Yes."

Liu Feng became more and more interested in the marching bag, so he said: "This bag is convenient and suitable for everyone. Wait for me for a quarter of an hour, and I will report to the general first."

The bag concubine Shi Zi came up with must have one!
Shen Yuansi unloaded the bag winkingly, took out the contents, and handed it to Liufeng, "General, take the real thing and go."

General?Liu Feng was stunned by the shouting.

Then he realized that he was indeed a general appointed by His Majesty, so he didn't say anything.

"Thank you." Liu Feng said politely, and then went to the main tent.

Xiao Zhi was surprised to see him, "What's the matter?"

"Senior, look at this." Liu Feng put the bag on the table.

The son picked up the bag with his slender fingers like jade, looked through it carefully, and said calmly: "This thing is suitable for marching."

"Your Majesty is amazing." Liu Feng said admiringly, and then said proudly: "My Son, you must not know who thought of this backpack..."

Xiao Zhi glanced at him, his eyes paused slightly.

This reaction, is it...

"It must be Madam's idea." He said slowly.

Liufeng: "..."

After being stunned for a moment, he said: "How did the son know?"

Xiao Zhi's eyes overflowed with a smile, and his tone was exceptionally gentle, "I guessed it."

... This kind of ingenuity can only be thought of by his thoughts.

Besides, Liufeng's thoughts are too easy to guess.

"Your Majesty is wise." Liu Feng, who knew nothing about the truth, praised.

Seeing that Shizi was in a good mood, he mentioned the purpose, "Shizi, what do you think of this marching bag for each soldier?"

Xiao Zhi's heart moved, he narrowed his deep black eyes, and after a while, he said: "Yes! This matter is another matter, you go first."

Seeing Shizi's expression, Liu Feng knew that he had plans, "Yes."

Xiao Zhi thought for a while, then wrote a letter to the prince.

The crown prince of a country has a relatively low reputation among military generals. Although the matter of marching bags is small, it may have unexpected results if it is handled well.

After writing the letter, Xiao Zhi took out the small portrait of Shen Nian from his chest.

This painting does not depict half of the lady's style, but it is better than nothing.

The young son stared at the little statue, his eyes were soft and inconceivable.
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After more than half a month, the prince received the letter.

"A marching bag...?" Xiao Chen muttered, "It's just a bag, why do I respect this thing so much?"

The master has doubts in his heart, and at this time it is the turn of the chief eunuch to play.

Then I saw the chief eunuch bringing a boy in.

"Your Highness, take a look."

The young man seemed very nervous, his expression was timid, and he didn't dare to raise his eyes.

The small body is carrying a big bag, which looks a little out of harmony.

Xiao Chen didn't expect that the people below would make such a fuss, and they even made a special trip to find someone to come over.

The corner of his mouth twitched a few times, he took a look at it, and said, "This backpack is really convenient, that's it, let's go."

The test bag boy goes down.

Xiao Chen read the letter again.

The letter stated that Jinzhi planned to open a bag factory somewhere in Suizhou and asked him to invest money.

"I really don't know how to see outsiders." The prince chuckled, "Who dares to talk to Gu like that in the whole court."

Having said that, the corners of his mouth were raised high, obviously in a good mood.

(End of this chapter)