Chapter 566: Don’t think about it anymore, the fate is already determined
The seven people stayed at the entrance of the village for the whole morning.
Even the pancakes that Emperor Xuan Jing brought them to fill their stomachs failed to draw their attention back.
The "surprises" that keep popping up all around are really "surprising".
Near the reed marsh, little children were skipping and holding their parents' hands, their smiles bright. "Uncle Tie, are we going to pick red berries today? Niuniu found a huge patch of them over in the woods yesterday. They're so big and red!"
Lord Tieshou turned around and headed into the miasma forest with the children.
The man who was boiling water to irrigate the fields blocked the water inlet with rocks and mud, and instructed the man next to him, who was wearing shorts and rolled up his trouser legs, "Just put in enough water to cover the mud by a finger. Not too little, not too much. Do you understand? Eleven! Don't jump into the fields! I've told you so many times that they are frogs! They are not pests. Don't catch them and throw them out! You've trampled the rice again!"
The Iron Man immediately jumped back from the middle of the field, bringing down another line of rice. "..."
"Iron Eleven! You're just here to play with Frog!"
The woman by the river had finished washing her clothes and washed the mallet and put it into the wooden basin with the wet clothes, preparing to go home. "Seven, eight, nine, six, don't play in the river too long. When you get out, go to my aunt's house and I'll wipe you dry. Be careful not to soak it in water for too long or it will rust."
Another splash of water jumped up from the river, hitting the heads and faces of the women who had not left the river. At the same time, there was a fat fish that had fainted in each of the wooden basins where clothes were stored.
The women laughed heartily, "What a bunch of naughty monkeys! Just right, let's add a dish today and make braised fish!"
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These scenes are so moving that it's hard not to feel mixed emotions.
Wenren Jing had the most complicated feelings. He had crafted the Iron Guards, who were also made of iron, but those he had in his hands were incomparable to what he saw before his eyes.
The Iron Man has a brain worm embedded in his brain and can only be controlled by the sound of an iron whistle.
But from what we can see, these iron men around can understand human language and will respond.
As long as the iron sheet is not exposed, he looks like a living person with a dull expression.
He lowered his eyes and took a bite of the pancake. The pancake was soft and crispy with the flavor of scallions, which aroused his appetite.
"Emperor Xuan Jing, these are divine weapons, right? There are quite a few of them."
Upon hearing this, the other six people all looked at the clean and refreshing young man next to them.
Wei Li handed a kettle to the others and said, "Drink some water. Eating only pancakes will make you dry."
As for Wen Renjing's question, he said without hesitation, "It is a divine weapon, no doubt."
All seven of them asked in unison, "Where did it come from?"
"Bai Yu snatched it from Yan Chongming."
"How much did you steal?!"
"five hundred."
"...How did you steal it?"
"I'm not sure about that. I only heard Princess Mingyue mention it. Yan Chongming led 500 divine soldiers to surround and kill Bai Yu. Bai Yu fought back alone and took all 500 divine soldiers. Yan Chongming ran away quickly and luckily escaped with his life."
The seven people were silent.
Nansang attacked Dongpu with only a few hundred divine soldiers, but he was able to make the two powerful countries of Dongpu and Beixiang unable to resist even if they joined forces, and suffered a crushing defeat.
The power of this divine weapon is so great that to say that one can defeat a hundred is an understatement.
No need to eat, drink, or sleep, as long as you don't fall apart, you can fight from the beginning of the year to the end of the year without stopping and always be in peak condition.
How can a flesh and blood body fight against a divine weapon? Even if they just consume it, they will be worn out to death.
Bai Yu single-handedly snatched this magical weapon from Yan Chongming.
There is another more important point.
Although they had never seen the so-called magic weapons before, the battle of Dongpu had been going on for several months, and they had heard the actual battle reports.
They are all divine weapons, but the ones sent by Nansang are definitely not as human as the ones they saw today.
This shows that Bai Yu and Su Jiuni not only have the power to snatch the magic weapons, but also have the ability to truly control the magic weapons, which is more advanced than Nan Sang's control skills.
That's why Yan Chongming suffered a Waterloo when he brought five hundred divine soldiers with him to strangle Bai Yu. It can't be called strangulation at all. It was clearly an act of giving food to Bai Yu.
The Emperor of Dongpu closed his eyes and smiled bitterly, "I hate that Heaven has no favor on us. If Bai Yu and Su Jiuni were in my Dongpu, my Dongpu royal family would definitely worship them!"
Wei Li raised an eyebrow, "Emperor Dongpu, this is not pleasant to hear."
"The treasure belongs to Dayue. We can only feel jealous and envious, can't we just complain a few words?" Emperor Dongpu cursed with a smile, swallowed the last bite of pancake, turned and walked towards the village. "Let's go and give Princess Mingyue a reply."
"Not considering it anymore?"
"Don't think about it, the fate is already determined."
Emperor Feng Lan immediately caught up, very dissatisfied with this. "I had already thought about it last night. I was going to be the first to vote for Princess Mingyue. But you guys tried to stop me, and now I'm out of first place. You're really a bunch of old foxes!"
Several people laughed. After letting go of their worries, they felt relaxed and in a joking mood. "Since we came here together, we should make progress together. How can we let you get ahead? Then we will just be supporting roles, right?"
Emperor Feng Lan's eyes slanted as he snorted coldly, "It's not like no one has gotten ahead. Didn't the King of Mobei get ahead and lose his arm? Thinking about it this way, getting ahead isn't always a good thing. Look at the King of Mobei, he lost an arm for nothing. If they had waited a little longer and caught up, they'd still be alive today."
The country will be handed over to Princess Mingyue. Since she is no longer the emperor, she naturally has nothing to worry about and no need to be too polite when speaking. Emperor Fenglan showed his sharp spear without fear.
Wenren Jing's mouth twitched.
If he hadn't broken his arm, Huo Ziheng might not have walked out of the yard yesterday.
This old man Feng Lanhuang is so ungrateful after getting the advantage.
The others naturally wouldn't follow suit and poke at his pain, so they changed the subject.
"Yan Chongming is still alive. He is indeed a shrewd old fox."
"Being alive isn't necessarily a blessing. The old fox must have miscalculated this time."
"Having five hundred divine weapons snatched from him must have at least pissed him off half to death."
"It's a relief to have nothing to do. After the handover, we have nothing to do either. We might as well get together to play chess and drink tea, waiting to see what will happen to Nan Sang. That old dog Yan Chongming is not stupid. I wonder if he has thought about his own end."
Wei Li followed behind a few people slowly, with a faint smile in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows.
It will take some time to know what the fate of old dog Yan Chongming will be, but these people in front of him are indeed fat sheep waiting to be slaughtered in Tianbao's hands.
The fat sheep laughs at the old dog... Poison Grandpa has a new story to tell the kids.
Several people talked as they walked, and all the way to the gate of the Su family's courtyard, they laughed loudly and softly.
There are some things that when you hold on to them, you always feel that you can't let go no matter what.
But once you let go, your mind will be more open than ever before.
There were whispers of people in the yard, and under the eaves of the main hall, a few native chickens with beautiful feathers were pecking at food, making gurgling sounds in their throats.
The old man, holding a young man's back, locked his hands and feet tightly, and shouted in a domineering manner, "Wang Bai, pull them all out for me! Those little bastards dug holes all over the ground in my pharmacy. I fell in today and almost couldn't get up!"
In the main hall, a silver-haired old woman ran out, chasing a middle-aged woman with half a bun. The chickens pecking at the food were startled and fluttered their wings and scattered. "Quartz! Your hair isn't combed yet, don't run away! We'll go catch someone for Du Lao later - why are you so impatient?"
A row of young men and women were squatting at the eaves of the corridor, holding porcelain bowls with crooked smiles on their faces, and the aroma of meat porridge in the bowls was overflowing.
A daily life full of chaos and joy.
The seven people outside the door bowed and said, "Princess Mingyue, everyone, we are here to answer."
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