Miss Jun has never been so angry.

She paced back and forth in the yard, her hands clasped in front of her, wanting to say something but unable to utter a word.

Everyone in the yard was terrified.

Since I met this girl, I have seen her cry, I have seen her laugh, and more often than not, I have seen her with a gentle expression, but I have never seen her angry.

Even when we encountered those bandits, it wasn't like this.

"Miss, what's wrong?" Liu'er jumped over and shouted excitedly, "Who made you angry?"

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

"Miss..." Liu'er didn't know what to ask and could only be angry.

The village women didn't dare to speak or persuade them. The shopkeeper of Deshengchang looked at the letter paper and bamboo tube thrown on the ground and didn't dare to pick them up. He ignored Liu'er's questions and didn't know whether he should ask or not.

The aroma of rice cakes filled the air in the yard, and laughter from the village came one after another, making the atmosphere here even more tense.

"Miss Jun, come here." The woman's steady voice came, with an invitation that could not be refused.

Miss Jun looked at her but did not go over as she was told.

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

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

Madam Yu looked at her.

"What's the point of throwing it around?" she said. "If you don't want to see it, just burn it."

Eh, are you teaching my young lady a lesson? Liu Er stared at her.

Who are you?

She was about to say something, but she saw Miss Jun exhale, bend over and pick up the bamboo tube and the creed.

"Something has happened." She stood up and said to the women in the yard, "Ladies, please wait a while before making the rice cakes."

The women breathed a sigh of relief.

"Okay, okay, let's go divide the finished products first," they said.

As they talked, they packed their things quickly, busy but not messy.

The young man who had retreated to Mrs. Yu's side looked at her in surprise. He had been hanging out with these women for two days, and they all looked like ordinary village women in terms of their speech and actions. But at this moment, looking at the women's neat and uniform movements, he inexplicably thought of the actions of the men when they encountered robbers.

The pots, pans, chopping boards in the hands of these women would seem to be no worse than those of the men if they were replaced with spears and swords.

In almost the blink of an eye, the women had packed up and left the yard.

The yard fell silent again.

Mrs. Yu said nothing more, but held the young man's arm and was about to go in.

"Emperor." Miss Jun suddenly spoke, her voice a little hoarse, obviously trying her best to suppress her emotions, "We need to negotiate peace with the Jin people."

The shopkeeper exclaimed in shock. Madam Yu stopped and her tall figure stiffened slightly.

Only Liu'er was happy that the young lady was willing to talk, and she didn't care what she said.

"How to negotiate peace?" the shopkeeper asked anxiously.

He didn't care at all that there was a strange woman in the yard, not to mention that the young lady didn't avoid her.

"Is it true? We really have to follow the Jin people's conditions..." the shopkeeper continued.

Miss Jun tore up the note in her hand fiercely.

"Yeah," she yelled angrily, "Yeah, that piece of crap."

She said this with eyes blurry with tears.

Isn't that pretty powerful? He killed his brother, forced his father to death, and seized the country.

Isn't he quite powerful? For the sake of this kingdom, he is willing to do anything unkind, unjust, disloyal, unfilial, and beastly. Why would he negotiate peace just because someone comes to seize his kingdom?

Six counties, such a large territory, such a large number of people, he just wants to give it up?

He doesn’t want it anymore?

That was won after ten years of battles, paid for with the blood of countless soldiers. That was the result of ten years of bitter cold and hard defense, in exchange for the rest and recuperation of the people who were raised.

He said he didn’t want it, so he didn’t want it?

"How could he say that?" Miss Jun looked at the shopkeeper of Deshengchang. "How could he say that?"

The shopkeeper looked at her, shook his head, and subconsciously took a step back.

He couldn't answer this question and he didn't know the answer.

Why do we need to negotiate peace?

We haven't even seen the 100,000 Jin soldiers gather yet, and we haven't even started fighting yet, but now we're negotiating peace? Isn't that because you're afraid?

"The Duke has not lost." He could only say, "No matter how many gold thieves come, the Duke will not lose. Thirty thousand, fifty thousand, one hundred thousand, the Duke will not be afraid. Why is it that..."

The soldiers at the front are not afraid of death, so what are they afraid of while sitting in the rear?

"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 are not afraid."

Miss Jun looked at her and burst out laughing, but she felt like crying at the same time.

"Yes, we are not afraid, so why should he be afraid?" she said, looking at another person in the yard.

Mrs. Yu had turned around at some point, supporting the young man, and was listening to her talk.

Her expression was calm, but the young man was obviously shocked and angry, with veins bulging on his face.

Miss Jun looked at him.

"Young man, if I give you a knife and ask you to kill a gold thief, do you dare?" she said.

The young man is less than 20 years old and is very shy. He has not spoken a word in the two days since he came here.

"Of course I dare!" he shouted immediately at this time.

"Yes, we all dare to do it, why doesn't he?" Miss Jun asked.

This kid really wants an answer.

"Because everyone has something they fear." Mrs. Yu said, and waved to Miss Chongjun, "Okay, kid, don't be upset. Sometimes you can't judge others by yourself."

This is not how we judge others by our own standards, right? It's just like the two lines of poetry that mentioned earlier, which express the longing for the separation of loved ones.

This lady is really...

Miss Jun couldn't help laughing again. She raised her hand to rub her nose and pout.

This interruption calmed her mood a little.

Yes, we cannot judge others by ourselves. Just because she dares to do something, it does not mean that others must dare to do it.

"Let's wait for the specific news." She took a deep breath and looked at the shopkeeper.

The news was urgent, so only the most important information was delivered by the pigeon first, and the details would definitely be delivered by the express horse later.

The shopkeeper nodded.

"I'll be back soon," he said.

Miss Jun watched him leave and stood in the yard without moving.

Perhaps the women had spread the news. The laughter in the village had disappeared and it had returned to its former tranquility, even quieter than before. Even the cries of cattle and sheep were gone.

"I could never have imagined it in my dreams." Miss Jun said to herself.

I thought he was cruel and shameless, I thought he was ungrateful, I thought he was a beast, but I never thought he was such a cowardly waste.

The so-called cruelty and treachery were originally only used on his own relatives and those who were not on guard against him.

"Miss, what are you thinking about?" Liu'er asked from the side.

Miss Jun looked ahead.

"I want to swear," she said.

…

"My great-great-grandmother!"

A man jumped up from the stone, cursing loudly, threw the letter in his hand to the ground, and stomped on it hard with his leather boots.

Because of the violent movement, the beard that was originally half hanging on the ear fell off.

"Brother." A man who came over from the side heard the noise and reminded, "The beard has fallen off."

The man who was called the big brother turned his head, revealing Zhu Zan's clean and angular face.