Chapter 47: It's just nonsense
He seriously suspected that the seventh prince was unlucky.
His Xiaohua was the most well-behaved cow in the dairy cow world, but he had never seen it scream like this.
A whistle came from not far away, and the restless Xiaohua dairy cow finally calmed down.
Emperor Zi'an:?
Damn!
His luck is still very good, right?
There must be a master helping him secretly!
After stealing the milk, Emperor Zi'an returned to the woodshed quickly, "Sister, sister, the milk is here."
When Abao, who was crying out for milk, heard that there was milk, his little mouth smacked, "Milk, milk..."
Abao was about to sip the water bag, and the door was suddenly pushed open.
Emperor Zi'an was startled and protected Abao and the milk.
When he looked up, he saw a tall figure standing at the door, "Feng Batian?"
Feng Batian's face was cold, "Bring the milk over here."
Di Zi'an almost jumped up when he heard that, "You are not going to do it? You are a grown man, and you are trying to steal the milk from my sister."
A Bao was already crying with hunger. When he heard that Feng Batian was going to take the milk back, A Bao refused to do it!
[Feng Batian, you said you would not kill the old, weak, women and children. You are going to starve me to death. 】
Hearing the inner voice, Feng Batian couldn't help but twitch his mouth. He slowed down his voice, "The little princess can't drink the milk that has just been squeezed out. She is still too young and has a weak stomach. Drinking unboiled milk will easily cause diarrhea."
He stood in front of Di Zi'an, "So, give me the milk, I will quickly cook it for the little princess, otherwise the little princess will really starve to death."
"You, are you serious?"
"Seventh Prince, do you think you still have time to negotiate with me now?"
Di Zi'an quickly gave the water bag to Feng Batian.
Feng Batian had already prepared the stove. After waiting for a while, Feng Batian put the cooked milk in cold water to cool it down, and then handed it to Di Zi'an.
After drinking the milk, Abao expressed satisfaction.
After a full burp, she grinned happily.
"Hehe..."
Di Zi'an looked at the cheerful A Bao, and his mood also improved.
He looked up and saw Feng Batian also smiling.
Feng Batian, who was discovered, suddenly calmed down and said with a serious face, "Seventh Prince, have you thought it through? Should you write the edict of peace or not?"
Di Zi'an was quite afraid of Feng Batian before, after all, this guy was a bandit leader.
But since he knew Feng Batian's experience, he felt that Feng Batian was quite pitiful.
Especially when he thought that Feng Batian was about to die, and his eyes were dug out and his skin was peeled off to be made into a lantern...
and he became a fierce ghost after his death and could not be reborn.
"I will not write the edict of peace."
"It is impossible for me to submit to the court. In this case, the two of us will just wait in Hutou Village and see who can outlast the other."
Feng Batian walked to the door with a flick of his sleeves.
[Ah——]
A Bao sighed.
Feng Batian couldn't help wanting to hear why A Bao sighed.
[Let's go, you're going to be poisoned to death by your subordinates tonight]
Subordinates?
Which subordinates?
A Bao changed the subject directly.
[You gave up being a prince and insisted on being a bandit leader, isn't it because of the inferiority complex caused by the birthmark on your face. No problem, I can go to the birthmark. If I don't go, you'll die. Come to me, I'll take care of it in minutes]
Feng Batian stopped at the door and turned to look at A Bao.
He met A Bao's bright eyes, clear as spring water.
Emperor Zi'an didn't know Feng Batian could hear A Bao's thoughts. He turned his eyes and called Feng Batian, "A person's appearance and ability are always different. I think the birthmark on your face looks like the fetal poison you brought from your mother's womb.
If you don't remove it, I'm afraid you will die young."
Feng Batian was stunned.
"Let's put it this way. I won't write the imperial edict, and I don't need you to submit to the court.
I want to help you remove the birthmark, and you, disband the Hutou Village, find a good way to make a living, and give up being a bandit and become a civilian. How about that?" "
Easier said than done." Feng Batian laughed sarcastically. From childhood to adulthood, he had visited countless miracle doctors, but all failed.
"Village leader, you might as well think about it carefully."
It would be the best result to be able to successfully suppress the bandits without spending a single soldier.
In this way, there will be no casualties on both sides.
Feng Batian walked away.
Di Zian was worried, "Hey——"
A Bao waved his little hands and touched Di Zian's face.
[What is your brother worried about?]
"Sister, to be honest, the thing about Feng Batian's face was just a lie. Looking at Feng Batian's expression, I guessed it right, but I have to find a miracle doctor to remove his fetal poison. My brother has limited connections, and I don't know where to find this miracle doctor. I'm worried."
[Hehe]
A Bao grinned, his eyes curved into crescents.
[Come to me, come to me, brother, come to me, I can remove the fetal poison, it's very simple, look, a strand of hair can do it]
Her fetal hair has the effect of exorcising evil spirits and avoiding poison, but what about the baby.
Di Zian was surprised.
Good guy.
Is it so... simple?
[Brother, Feng Batian is in danger tonight, save him! 】
【Then you can use both kindness and force to subdue Feng Batian without any soldiers, it will be good for him, you and everyone, and the bandit suppression will be successful】
Di Zian took a deep breath, A Bao has a good plan!
...
In the evening, after Feng Batian returned to the bamboo house, he kept thinking about A Bao's thoughts.
The little girl said that she would be poisoned tonight.
Someone knocked on the door, and Feng Batian was startled, "Who?"
"Village leader, it's my subordinate."
Scarface?
Feng Batian narrowed his eyes dangerously, so the subordinate that the little girl said betrayed him was Scarface.
"What's the matter?" Feng Batian opened the door and found Scarface holding a pot of wine.
Feng Batian seemed to see that this was... poisoned wine.
Good guy!
This kid wants to poison him. Scarface
noticed that Feng Batian's face was gloomy, and his heart tightened, "Village...Village leader, forget it, my subordinate should leave."
Feng Batian:?
Your face was not right just now, did you make a fuss?
"Why are you leaving? I've brought the wine. Let's talk inside first."
After entering the room, the scarred man placed the wine on the table tremblingly. There was also a plate of peanuts on the plate.
It was obvious that he came to find Feng Batian to drink.
"Village leader, I feel miserable, but I really have no one to talk to, so I can only come to you."
Feng Batian sat there with a cold expression.
Ha.
It sounds good, but it's obvious that he wants to take the opportunity to poison him and take his place.
"Where's Xiaodao?"
"You also know that Xiaodao doesn't drink at all. Even if I want to find him, I won't have the chance."
"What are you feeling miserable about?" Feng Batian glanced at him, "Sit down and talk."
You will be poisoned by yourself later, and you will suffer the consequences!
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