Back Off, Let Me Come

  Chapter 332 332: Divide the meat 【Ask for a monthly ticket】

  Shen Tang thought beautifully at that moment.

  But the moment the voice fell—

  She doesn't feel well at all!

Wen Qi of the Dan Mansion, who had been away for a long time, took the time to make her feet go soft. If Chu Yao and Qi Shan, who had "friends of life and death" and "one corpse and three lives" with her, were not aware of the attack at the same time, it would probably take less than two hours, such as "Spring" God was furious, and the rumor that Shen Jun was punished by God in the spring plowing ceremony" would spread its wings and fly all over Fugu.

  Shen Tang: "..."

  Pray for goodness: "..."

  Chu Yao: "..."

  They really didn't expect that the Spring Plow Sacrifice would make such a mess. Why did the lord still talk out of control? ? ?

  The two were puzzled.

  But there is one thing they know.

  The out-of-control speech spirit needs a lot of literary energy as support, and the two of them alone are not even enough. Fortunately, Fugu's grass-roots team doesn't have many other things, but high-quality literary scholars can do enough. Gu Chi and Kang Shi saw that something was wrong and they also helped.

   Zhao Feng, who was watching the sacrificial ceremony: "???"

  Spring Plowing Sacrifice...

  Is there still this link? ? ?

   Zhao Feng was a little dazed. He followed the two lords before and after, and had seen spring plowing sacrifices of different scales, big and small. He said with conscience that this ostentation could not even be compared with the clan villages in some developed areas. The process is similar, but I have never seen the words and spirits related to the Spring Plowing Sacrifice that five Wenxin scribes took action.

  The old officials in the back row were also trembling, fear and tension were written on their wrinkled faces-the spring plowing sacrifice made a mistake, once the Spring God was angered, there would be drought and food shortage in the coming year.

"What’s wrong with you?"

  Yu Zi nervously looked at the figure in front of her.

  From the corner of his eye, he noticed that Lin Feng beside him was stiff.

  Looking up, I saw her taut cheeks.

   Shouted two or three times before Lin Feng came back to his senses.

  It was only now that she realized that she needed to breathe. She used both her mouth and nose, and greedily breathed in fresh air. She whispered to Yu Zi: "Shen Nong is Lei Lei, to benefit the world; Yao ordered his four sons to respect and teach the people; Shun ordered Hou Ji, and food was the head of government..."

  Yu Zi: "..."

  Although she has been taking tutoring day and night during this period, and Mr. Kang Shi gave him a small lesson from time to time, things like culture cannot be improved in a short time. She half understood Lin Feng's words, so she asked, "What do you mean?"

  Lin Feng replied: "Qi Min wants a part of the art."

  Yu Zi knows "Qi Min Yao Shu".

  Lin Feng has several big boxes there.

  I have to carry a volume on my body every day to recite and ponder.

Even in the middle of the night for a few days, I could hear her muttering about the content of "Qi Min Yao Shu" in her sleep, and at the same time she had to take care of other serious work. Yu Zi felt tired watching it, and at the same time, she admired this girl who was younger than herself. A few years younger girl.

   At the same time, he was also greatly encouraged and joined in with all his strength.

   It's just that she doesn't understand.

  What does this thing have to do with the present?

Lin Feng took advantage of the fact that everyone's attention was attracted by Mr. Lang and the others, and he said to Yu Zi in confusion: "...just now, I seemed to hear a strange voice whispering this in my ears. I was obviously stunned A few breaths, but…”

However, the few volumes of "Qi Min Yao Shu" that she had chewed repeatedly were clearly displayed in her mind. It also skyrocketed.

  If it is said that the original cultural energy reserves could not fill a small wine glass, it is now as big as a pottery bowl!

  Yu Zi was puzzled.

  She didn't feel anything strange.

   Except for Lin Feng, everyone else is quite normal.

   No, there is one more person.

  Bai Su, who rarely changed into a not-so-clean female dress, seemed to have sensed something, raised her head and looked at the blue and clear sky. Before she realized it, Gong Shuwu, Zhao Feng, and the most powerful warriors under Zhao Feng's tent raised their heads one after another, followed by Lili. As a martial artist with profound intuition, I have a feeling in the dark——

  There is something in the sky!

   "It's raining?"

   "Is it really raining?"

   Such a voice came from the crowd.

   Bai Su opened his right hand to block his forehead to feel it.

  The soft-spoken words are so dense that you can't feel it if you don't take it seriously, but it is indeed raining, just after Shen Jun used the spirit of speech on the sacrifice. Bai Su murmured: "Is this calling the wind and calling the rain?"

  The scale is not as expected.

  As far as she knows, Wenxin scribes can use language skills to attract strong winds, floods, and thick fog on the battlefield, and can also make flames start a prairie fire. The scene is grand and lethal, so it is not surprising that Shen Jun can attract heavy rain.

   It's just that the rain doesn't even count as drizzle.

   Not to mention lethality.

   There was no strong wind, thunder and lightning.

   It disappeared after less than thirty breaths.

   It's just that people don't know that the same rain also appeared in other places in Heyin. The common people just looked at the sun in doubt, and then what to do. He didn't even bother to go back to get the bamboo hat and coir raincoat.

   You can tell at a glance that this rain is useless.

In the other room, Shen Tang, together with Chu Yao, were all like drowning people struggling to get ashore when they were exhausted. Their faces were pale, their breathing rate was sometimes rapid and sometimes sluggish, and there was deep panic in their eyes and the joy of remaining alive after the catastrophe. .

  Man, almost got sucked dry.

  Gu Chi clutched his chest and took out a medicine bottle and drank two pills. He was weak and weak, so he carried this life-supplementing pill with him. Only after swallowing this saliva did he feel alive, he gritted his teeth angrily and funny, and squeezed out words from between his teeth.

   "What did the lord do again?"

  He thought that this kind of speech spirit that requires a lot of literary energy to activate without knowing the importance would never appear again.

   Pray for the Lord Fei.

   But this lord also charges his subordinates.

Shen Tang, who was targeted by the four unanimously, looked confused and innocent at this time, as if he had suffered some injustice: "What can I do? I honestly didn't do anything! I didn't do anything! I just read a sentence." spring-'…"

   One word came out, and Shen Tang was dumb.

  Four people: "..."

  Shen Tang felt the veins on his forehead popping wildly!

   explained: "I just wish so sincerely in my heart, I really didn't deliberately mobilize my style!"

  The more she explained, the more guilty she became.

  The more guilty you are, the lower your voice.

   Well, the careful replay seems to be her fault.

  Depending on the situation, Yan Ling seems to have succeeded.

   But what about her "autumn harvest ten thousand seeds"?

  Gu Chi snorted: "Maybe we have to wait until autumn."

   turned into "ten thousand seeds"?

  Think about it and know it's impossible.

  Speaking of spiritual transformation, the essence is to turn the literary or military energy transformed from the energy of heaven and earth into real objects. Under normal circumstances, it only has the appearance of that item, but it is actually the spirit of heaven and earth. Its existence is quite unstable.

  This feature is also an important reason why the horses, armor, and weapons transformed by the warriors can only be used by themselves. Otherwise, you can squeeze the brave warriors so that they can be continuously connected at twelve o'clock, and they can equip thousands of troops in a few months.

   When the war is exhausted, it is absolutely possible to slaughter war horses to satisfy hunger.

   It’s not that the predecessors never thought about taking advantage of loopholes and getting stuck with bugs, but they all failed, and over time they formed inertial thinking.

  Shen Tang is so special—

   Gu Chi only thought it had something to do with her way of being a prince.

   After all, farming talent is so weak, it is useless to fight head-on, and it is unreasonable not to give some special treatment.

  Shen Tang heard the words, and wrote the word dislike on his face—this is the effect of such a crazy Yanling?

That's it?

  Bai made her look forward to it!

   This episode didn't get much attention.

  In order to prevent the spring plowing ceremony from "surprise" to "scare", Shen Tang followed the steps diligently and meticulously in the following steps, cooperated with the oxen to plow the land, sowed seeds, and carefully plowed the entire acre. At the beginning, the posture was a bit stiff, and the traces of serious posing could be seen, but it quickly became integrated.

   It looks no worse than an experienced farmer.

  At the end, she almost couldn't straighten up.

"Farm work is really hard." Shen Tang's calf was stained with dark mud, Lin Feng brought her a water bag, she opened the water bag and poured it out, rubbed off the mud, and looked at the busy farmers in the distance With emotion, "Eating a bite of rice is more tiring than fighting a war."

  Lin Feng smiled and said: "After all, 'every grain is hard work'."

   I am afraid that I will not be full after hard work, or even starve to death.

  If you can eat enough after hard work, countless common people will enjoy it.

  Shen Tang keenly noticed that the fluctuations in the literary spirit around Lin Feng seemed to be much stronger than before: "Breakthrough again?"

  Lin Feng is not sure: "It seems to be?"

   "What does it seem like?"

  Shen Tang has never experienced the process of growing a literary spirit from scratch to consolidating a literary heart. She lacks experience in this area, and she is not sure about Lin Feng's state. Chu Yao is not here at the moment, he went to fetch the animal meat that had been sacrificed to the God of Spring and would be divided up later.

Lin Feng replied: "It's just that there is an inexplicable feeling... like through the screen, through the curtain, through the window paper... I can vaguely feel it..." Shen Tang didn't urge, rubbing the mud on his calf The movement stopped slowly.

"Lang Jun, I feel that if I stand in the field and mobilize my energy, the seeds sleeping in the soil under my feet can echo with me...they are talking!" This feeling is very wonderful, and Lin Fengmin couldn't think of the exact words describe.

   But she knows one thing.

  Lin Feng said seriously: "When I can really 'communicate' with them, Wenxin will be achieved!"

Yes!

   That is the opportunity for me to condense my literary heart.

  Shen Tang looked with relief at Lin Feng, who had grown a lot in the past few months, and his appearance was gradually blooming. She encouraged her gently: "Since that's the case, let's go all out to break through it and break your teacher's record."

  Lin Feng was almost scared away when he heard this.

   "Teacher, how dare you think about this standard?"

  It is not easy to unite the literary heart.

  Ten nine points of strength plus one point of luck, both are indispensable. For the tyrannical second-rank Shangzhong centers like Chu Guo Sanjie, one took two years, and the other took ten months a year. The former was not very lucky, and he succeeded after condensing four times.

  Other Wenxin scribes usually spend between two and four years, and it is not uncommon for them to gather five, six, seven or eight times.

  Lin Feng has been studying for more than four months.

break in?

impossible.

   "What is the difference between having no dreams and salted fish?"

   Dreaming does not break the law, nor does it pay taxes.

   While speaking, Chu Yao had someone fetch the meat—there were two pigs for the **** of spring, um, they were also raised by Shen Tang. The pigs used as prizes in the sports meeting have been divided up, and the warriors are amazed at the fatness of the pork.

   One pass ten, ten pass one hundred.

  The common people firmly believe that the pig raised by Shen Tang is the king of pigs, and the gods will smile when they taste it.

  Shen Tang: "..."

  This link is really a nightmare of social terror.

   Fortunately, she was well prepared.

  Divided directly based on the performance of a group of officials last year.

  Chu Yao four and Gong Shuwu accounted for the top five.

  Shen Tang distributed the fattest and tender parts of the pigs to them. Each part is different, but the weight is about the same after a few knives. Thinking about sweet and sour pork ribs, he grilled and divided them into two skewers. Then there are other native officials.

  Although these people's abilities are mediocre, they are conscientious in their posts, and the things Shen Tang ordered them to do are also done in a satisfactory manner. They can't find any mistakes on the surface, and they are qualified screws. Shen Tang distributed the lesser meat to them.

   Different weights of meat will be distributed according to performance.

   Of course, not much.

   Just make do with fried dishes and try something new.

  After a round of points, Shen Tang's forehead was sweating. I don't feel like a sheriff, but like a slaughterhouse worker.

  Even Lin Feng and others who "work part-time and study part-time" get a little bit, which is enough for stew. The two pigs were divided up like this.

   Oh, and left half a pork chop for Zhao Feng and the others.

"how?"

  Shen Tang asked Chu Yao with his eyes.

  This is my first time doing this, and I'm afraid I'll screw it up.

   "My lord..."

   I don't know if it is Shen Tang's illusion.

  Gu Chi's complexion seems much better than before?

  Shen Tang worried: "What's wrong?"

   Gu Chi sighed, "We'll talk about it when we go back."

  It's hard to talk about it in the public.

  Shen Tang: "???"

  The other three had similar reactions.

  Oh, I also missed a Gong Shuwu.

  He was covering his nose, glaring blood flowed from his fingers, and his cheeks were also blushing strangely.

  Shen Tang was even more confused when he saw it.

  What's the matter?

  What's wrong?

  He was full of energy and sustained himself.

As I said before, being an official or a general is beneficial to literary scholars/warrior warriors. Even if most of the day is occupied by the government and military affairs, and there is almost no time for personal cultivation, their cultivation speed is still much faster than others .

  Because allegiance to the owner of the Imperial Seal can obtain literary luck and military luck, these can also help literary scholars and brave warriors to improve their strength, and it is easier to absorb, and it also saves the trouble and risk of boring hard work but getting twice the result with half the effort...

   In addition to this, there are many invisible benefits.

   This is the charm of the iron rice bowl.

  Of course, it is not ruled out that some people are willing to work for nothing, crazy 007, just for ideals, to practice their own "morality", for the people of the world, and for the peace of the world... But after all, generating electricity for love is only a minority, and the most popular people are ordinary people.

  Shen Tang just divided the meat.

  By the way, the literary and military movements were also separated.

  The moment the distribution is in hand, the Dan Fu that was originally not a drop is filled in an instant, and the meridians will be blocked if it cannot be filled.

  Chu Yao and the others are alright, they had already "thinned" before accepting Wenyun, but Gong Shuwu was miserable, his martial qi soared, his qi and blood surged, his nosebleeds poured out, and his palms were wet in a short while.

  Shen Tang: "..."

  Suddenly thought of something, my heart skipped a beat.

   "Oops, didn't Zhao Feng notice it?"

  Gu Chi shook his head: "The master of righteousness is Wu Zhaode."

  Shen Tang was relieved after hearing the words.

  She doesn't want to expose herself prematurely.

  If so...

   Zhao Feng can either stay directly, or stay forever!

   (`)

   Working for the owner of the national seal can get wages (literary/martial luck).

   Normally, it should be "monthly settlement" or "quarterly settlement" according to the process.

   But Tangmei has a small territory, few people under her rule, and low "company benefits".

   PS: So the group of four working for nothing + Gongshuwu Committee is actually generating electricity for love.

   PS: Belated holiday greetings, dear children, Happy Women's Day.

  (end of this chapter)