Returning to Before Husband’s Castration

Wang Daxia looked outside through the crack of the door. It was indeed the officers and soldiers who patrolled the streets of Fengcheng, but each of them was disheveled and could smell a scent of alcohol through the door, and immediately understood what was going on.

Since he opened Zhang, he has sat at the door and knocked on melon seeds to observe Fengcheng every day. These officers and soldiers who patrolled the streets are like bandits. They go to the shops to collect protection fees under various names. One of the reasons is to catch big spies. See After he opened his business, he had a business, and he came to the door to make a fall.

This group of people is bullying and afraid of hardship. If they give in once, they will hit the door every month to find faults. Wang Daxia scolded with her arms on her hips: "Fuck your dad's ass! You are just looking at the beauty of the old lady, come to take advantage of it, get out!"

When the officers and soldiers heard this, they kicked the door frantically, "Open the door! You harbour a culprit, and dare to insult us!"

The door panel was kicked open, dust and wood fragments splashed, the officers and soldiers rushed in and saw the coquettish lady boss running inside.

"Chasing! Don't let her run away!"

But the lady boss just opened the inner door and stood there, and a man came out of the room.

The officers and soldiers surrounded the men, "Sure enough, there is a wild man hidden in the house! It must be a spy from the Ming Dynasty!"

The man took out an ivory plaque engraved with white lotus flowers, and a rhino horn texture that can be used to enter and exit the Khan Ting. "I am the successor of the White Lotus Sect. The Privy Council sentenced Ding Wu in the Khan Ting, saying that I am the Ming Dynasty. Spies, haha, do you dare to confront me in front of Zhong Jin Hatun!"

Ding Wu took out all the three flowers on his head.

These officers and soldiers only came to fight the autumn wind to collect protection fees. Unexpectedly, a coquettish girl who sells rouge and gouache has such a big backing, she quickly put away her weapons, turned around and left, "It's all a misunderstanding, and I hope Dingyuan will judge Haihan."

"Hold on!" Ding Wu pointed to the broken door that looked like a tooth missing. "You harassed the shopkeeper in the street and kicked everyone's door open. You just left? Why don't you pay the money for repairing the door? !"

Today, I really did not steal the rice, so the officers and soldiers left the money and ran away.

Wang Daxia bowed to Yingying, "The little girl thanked Ding Yuan for her help."

Ding Wu said: "Between you and me, why are you polite, and quickly find a carpenter to repair the door, so as not to get in the wild dogs."

Onlookers onlookers will never tire of heroes saving the United States, and they talked a lot:

"This Dingyuan sentenced him to be handsome!"

"I really want to see him coming out of the back room."

"You are not mistaken, the lady boss closed the store door early this morning, with a wooden sign of'Today's Inventory' hung. I didn't expect someone in the store."

"Lonely man and widow, could it be..."

"This lady boss has something to dare to open a shop by herself and scold officers and soldiers arrogantly. It turns out that there are noble people to support her."

"More than something, look at that breast, it looks like two big melons."

"Look at this melon, it's big and round, it tastes sweet and fragrant..."

The people outside the Great Wall are sturdy, not like the implicitness of Beijing, and their words are unrestrained. After word of mouth, scandals about the newly opened female rouge shop, the rumor of the White Lotus Church, and the convict Ding Wu of the Privy Council spread all over the world!

On the corner of the street, the girls from Yihongyuan all came to learn from Wang Daxia: "How did the sister Ximen get the hook with Ding Yuanzheng? Our sisters have worked hard for several years, and Ding Yuanzheng didn't look at us like us."

Wang Daxia is already numb to rumouring about the scandal with his brother-in-law. Anyway, his wife Wei Caiwei doesn't object, and even smiles at him!

Wang Daxia pointed to the rouge gouache on the counter, "Women are the ones who please themselves, men like to look at the color, every day to clean up the beauty, who knows what happens to the lover in the dream to walk into your door? Anytime, anywhere Mei, I have a good new arrival here. Would you like to take a look?"

The girl picked up a box of tin-packed lip gloss, "Yes! I want this color on the lips of this lady boss, so that she can look pale."

"What kind of look?" Wang Daxia took back the lip fat and took out another lamp with a similar color from the counter. "This is it."

Another girl took a fancy to almond powder, "I want this, it's white, slippery and shiny."

Wang Daxia said: "There are mica flakes in it. The pores on your face are too big. If you apply this, the pores are bigger than the nose of the needle. It's scary. This one without mica flakes is suitable for you..."

Wang Daxia's Aihong's problem turned out to be an advantage. She knew nothing about it, and had a rumour with Ding Yuan, who had been single for many years. Almost overnight, Fengcheng's beauty-loving women knew about the "red makeup" powder shop.

Of course, the simple and rude name of Hongzhuang was chosen by Wang Daxia himself, and he unintentionally inserted Liuliu Chengyin. Hongzhuang quickly became popular in Fengcheng.

Wang Daxia took the opportunity to open several shops under the Fengcheng plate and opened branches. Two of them were located diagonally opposite Bailianjiao and Hanting, which was convenient for monitoring and transmitting information.

With the opening of the store, the locust eradication operation also began. Wang Daxia is a coquettish female boss during the day, and a cold-blooded assassin at night.

The white lotus sect leader party on the death list was eliminated one by one, and a tick was drawn with a red brush, just like the life and death book was hooked by black and white impermanence.

Fengcheng in autumn is already very cold.

Some people "drunk" on the street corner and froze to death in the drunken dream.

Someone walked at night and saw a woman beckoning in a deep alley, "Come and play, a dime of silver, the slave is yours." Then the next day, he was found to have stabbed more than a dozen knives and fell into a pool of blood. The money bag is gone, robbery and murder.

Someone caught a cat at home, closed the door, and went to bed early on the heater. The bedroom caught fire in the middle of the night and died of the fire.

The main altar of the White Lotus Sect. Snow began to fall in autumn. The leader Zhao Quan received the news of the death of a congregation. This time the method of death was that the horse was suddenly frightened while riding, and the congregation was thrown off the horse with one leg for some reason. It got stuck in the stirrups and dragged on the ground alive for half a mile, with flesh and blood stumps along the way.

Zhao Quan sighed, "This fall is very wicked. Seventeen people died in the church."

Li Zixin, the second person of the White Lotus Sect, said: “This year’s drought has caused the lack of harvest of the bansheng grain, leaving the seed grain, and the rest of the winter is barely enough. The pastures are also desolate. Many animals were slaughtered and marinated to dry, and only a small part of the cattle and sheep were kept. In such a famine year, there would naturally be more house-robberies. If the world is not peaceful, people will die. The leader does not have to worry about it. The number of people has decreased, so I went to Daming to grab women to give birth to the men in the teaching. Our Bailian Church is endless."

Li Zixin is the person from Datong in Shanxi who hates Daming the most by the Bailian Sect. He even married himself a Mongolian name to please Khan Ting, which is called Khanbi writing Qi (Mongolian "little book official"). He not only gave it to Mongolian Datong. The Tae army led the way to burn, kill, and looting, and returned to Datong's hometown, flicking all the more than 300 villagers and elders to the land of Bansheng, and migrating collectively.

Zhao Quan and Li Zixin are both extremely indifferent and selfish people. The population and food in the education are reduced, so they should grab any solution that can be conceived. Zhao Quan thinks that they are all going to grab it anyway, just a big deal.

It's cold, it's time to go to Daming to harvest people.

So Zhao Quan went to Khan Ting, offered advice to I Da Khan, and then went to the capital to get a handful of oil and water.

Today is a famine year. The livestock offered by the tribes to Khan Ting is far worse than before. Everyone is facing the problem of wintering. I replied that Khan was looking for Zhao Quan for food, so Zhao Quan had "put in the net by himself".

I Da Khan said: "This year most of the livestock have died, and there is not enough meat to eat. You have 50,000 shi of grain stored in the land, so take it out for emergency."

Zhao Quan hurriedly said: "The land of Bansheng is originally the site of profuse sweat, and the grain is also sweated. The ministers are only keeping it for profuse sweat-but Bansheng also has 50,000 people to feed, if you take 50,000 stones of food. They were all starved to death when they came out and distributed them to the tribes. In the spring of next year, who will grow food for Da Khan? Those herders only know how to herd cattle and sheep, but they don’t know how to grow land."

I answered Khan's question: "How much food can you divide?"

"At most ten thousand stones can be separated." Zhao Quan humbled one finger out. "Fifty thousand religious believers will survive the winter, and they will survive the blue and yellow spring. There are 40,000 stones left for food, and they have to stay. Tomorrow the seed grains sown in spring, they will eat at most half a full meal each time, so that they will not starve to death. Sweat, the White Lotus Sect really tried their best, and hope to sweat and pity."

I replied to Khan’s dissatisfaction, "Only 10,000 shi of food, and even the various tribes, it’s not enough to stuff the teeth."

Zhao Quan said: "Thrift is not as good as increasing income and sweating profusely. This winter, both herders and peasants who grow the land must tighten their belts. Everyone can't get enough to eat. It's better..."

Zhao Quan pointed to Beijing on the map, "Weichen is willing to take a sweaty army, and go another trip to hunt in the south. We Bailianjiao is willing to lead the way in front of the dog, and the prey of hunting, Bailianjiao only needs one. That’s it."

I did not expect Zhao Quan to have such a big "ambition", "Go hunting in the capital?"

Zhao Quanton first said: "It is exactly that the hot-blooded soldiers under the sweat of his men would rather fight south to hunt than hungry in the tent. We Bailian Sect is not good at fighting, but we are familiar with the local terrain. The teacher and Da Khan worked together to get a big harvest, enough for us to eat for more than ten years. Now that we have eaten up all our old books, and a drought has made us hungry, it’s time to take another trip."

I answered Khan and I was eager to try it. I only planned to fight a few small battles at the border and grab some things, enough for the winter this year, but Zhao Quan made sense. It’s boring to have a little trouble. The capital city is the land of milk and honey, and it will last for more than ten years.

Seeing that there is a drama, Zhao Quan continued to fan the flames, "The current Emperor Daming is only thirty years old. He has just ascended the throne and has an unstable foothold. It is a good time for us to attack the capital. If we miss this opportunity, we don't know when the next time. "

In the year of Gengxu, he went south to attack the Ming Dynasty and almost captured the capital. However, Al Dakhan robbed the capital outside the capital for a month. Although he had regrets, he finally returned with a full load and became Mongolia's most powerful sweat.

My Da Khan looked at the city of Beijing on the map. Suddenly the old man chatted and became crazy, arousing his fighting spirit and enthusiasm. He patted the case and was about to convene his men to discuss. A maid came in hurriedly. Sweat profusely."

Xiaojiao's wife was invited, and I Da Khan immediately left Zhao Quan to see her.

Jin Ying touched Shang Ping's lower abdomen and greeted me with Khan, "Sweat, I'm going to be a mother."

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