Chapter 571

Miss Jun has never been so angry.

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

The people in the yard were frightened.

Since I met this girl, I've seen her cry and laugh. I've seen her look gentle, but I haven't seen her angry.

Not even those bandits and thieves.

"What's the matter, miss?" Liu er jumped over and shouted excitedly, "who made you angry?"

Miss Jun did not answer her as usual, but walked back and forth with an angry face.

"Miss..." Liu Er didn't know what to ask, so she could only follow her anger.

The village women did not dare to speak or persuade. Shopkeeper Deshengchang dared not pick up the stationery and bamboo barrel thrown on the ground. Liu Er ignored his questions, and he didn't know whether to ask.

The fragrance of rice cakes in the yard was scattered, and the laughter in the village came one after another, which made the atmosphere here more stagnant.

"Miss Jun, come here." The woman's steady voice came with an irresistible voice.

Miss Jun looked at her, but she didn't follow her words.

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

Such a child must have been proud, stubborn and thoughtful since childhood.

Mrs. Yu looked at her.

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

Oh, is this a lesson for my lady? Liu'er stared at her.

Who are you? You.

She wanted to say something, but she saw Miss Jun breathe out and bend over to pick up the bamboo tube and creed.

"Something happened." She raised her body and said to the women in the yard, "aunts, let's wait and make New Year cakes."

The women breathed a sigh of relief.

"OK, OK, let's divide the good work first." They said.

As they spoke, they tidied up their things neatly, busy but not disorderly.

The young man who had retreated to Mrs. Yu looked surprised. He had been with these women for two days. These women were very common and ordinary village women, whether speaking or acting. But at this moment, looking at the neat and uniform actions of these women, he inexplicably thought of the actions of those men when he met the robbers.

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

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

"Emperor." Miss Jun suddenly opened her mouth, and her voice was a little hoarse. Obviously, she tried her best to bear her emotions, "to make peace with the golden man."

The shopkeeper shouted and looked shocked. Mrs. Yu stopped, and her tall and straight figure was slightly stiff.

Only liu'er was very happy. The young lady was willing to talk. It doesn't matter what she said.

"How to make peace?" The shopkeeper asked urgently.

Besides, there was no way to avoid a strange woman in the yard.

"Is it true, really according to the golden man's conditions..." the shopkeeper continued.

Miss Jun tore up the note in her hand.

"Yes." She shouted angrily, "yes, that waste."

She said with tears in her eyes.

Isn't it great? Kill your brother, kill your father and emperor, and seize the country.

Isn't it great? For the sake of this country, he can do the general things of immorality, unfaithfulness, unfilial animals. How can others rob his country and mountain, and he will make peace?

Six counties, what territory, how many people, he said no, no?

He won't?

It was taken back from ten years of war, in exchange for the blood of many officers and soldiers. It was a rich people who had been stationed and resisted for ten years in exchange for recuperation and support.

He said no, no?

"How did he say it?" Miss Jun looked at the shopkeeper of Deshengchang, "how can he say it?"

The shopkeeper looked at her, shook his head and subconsciously stepped back.

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

Why is peace going to be negotiated?

I haven't seen 100000 golden soldiers gather and fight yet. Is it peace? Aren't you afraid?

"My Lord didn't lose." He can only say, "no matter how many gold thieves come, the Lord will not lose, 30000, 50000, 100000. The Lord will not be afraid. Why..."

The soldiers in front are not afraid of death. They sit in the back. What are they afraid of?

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

"Yes." Although she didn't know what the young lady said, liu'er immediately shouted angrily, "what are they afraid of? We're not afraid."

Miss Jun looked at her and puffed and laughed. She wanted to cry again.

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

Mrs. Yu did not know when she was holding the young man. She had turned around and listened to her.

Her expression was solemn and calm, and the young man was obviously shocked and angry, and her veins burst on her face.

Miss Jun looked at him.

"This young man, now I give you a knife and say to kill the gold thief. How dare you?" She said.

The young man is less than 20 years old. He is very shy. He hasn't spoken for two days.

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

"Yes, we all dare. Why doesn't he dare?" Asked Miss Jun.

The child really wants to ask an answer.

"Because everyone has their own fear." Mrs. Yu said, waving to miss Jun, "well, boy, don't be unhappy. Sometimes you can't live on your own."

It doesn't work that way, does it? Just like the previous two poems in memory of the separation of relatives.

This lady is really

Miss Jun couldn't help laughing again. She raised her hand and rubbed her nose and flat mouth.

This interruption calmed her mood a little.

Yes, you can't live by yourself. If she dares, others don't have to dare.

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

The message is urgent. Only the carrier pigeon can deliver the most critical details first, and the details must be delivered quickly later.

The shopkeeper nodded.

"I'll go back now." He said.

Miss Jun watched him leave and stood motionless in the yard.

Perhaps the women have spread the news here, the original laughter in the village has disappeared, and the silence in the past has been restored. It is quieter than in the past, not even the sound of cattle and sheep.

"I never dreamed of it." Said Miss Zijun.

I think he is vicious and shameless, ungrateful and an animal, but I didn't think he was such a tough and cowardly waste.

The so-called ruthlessness and the so-called treachery were originally used only on their relatives and on those who were not prepared for him.

"Miss, what do you think?" Liu'er asked aside.

Miss Jun looked ahead.

"I want to swear." She said.

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"My * * * * grandparents!"

A man jumped up from the stone, yelled, threw the letter on the ground and stepped on it with cowhide boots.

Because the action was too fierce, a circle of beard half hanging on the ear also fell off.

"Big brother." On one side, a man who heard the sound and looked over reminded, "the beard has fallen off."

The man called eldest brother turned his head and showed Zhu Zan's clean, angular face.

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