Chapter 668： Your house is full of eggs
Chapter 668 Your house is full of eggs
In a blink of an eye, it is the twenty-fourth day of the twelfth lunar month, the new year.
It stands to reason that living in the north, one should go to the countryside to spend the 23rd year of the New Year, so the housekeeper Wang Qing specially asked the mistress for instructions.
However, Yang Lan'er felt that she was a stranger in a foreign land, and she was still repulsed in her heart. She was used to the 24th birthday. In the end, no matter whether the servants of the Tan family were from the north or the south, and no matter how the people in Pengcheng celebrated the festival outside, Tan's family would be happy. On the twenty-fourth day of reunification, the whole government had a reunion dinner.
Of course, Tan Anjun was absent in the end.
Tan Anjun, who was absent, was being blocked by the right general Qi Xiang at the door of his tent.
In recent years, Daying Kingdom and its neighboring countries have either suffered from natural disasters such as droughts, floods, or blizzards, or banditry.
People in various places are struggling to make a living. They have no clothes to cover their bodies all the year round, and they have no food to eat. They are forced by life to sell their children and daughters in order to survive, and they have no real estate.
The family has no permanent property, and the common people have less worries.
The common people have less worries, and finally the hearts of the people are uneasy, and the society is in turmoil.
In order to survive, many people took risks and were forced to go to Liangshan.
The treasury of the imperial court is empty, with year-on-year deficits, internal and external troubles.
The imperial court has been in arrears with military equipment, rations and grass all year round, and the sergeants have been starving and freezing at the border all the year round, and their hands and feet are covered with chilblains.
Northwest Wind Qi Xiang had enough to drink, and with this year's blizzard, he felt that his chance had come.
If it is used properly, the court can use this snowstorm to deal with the barbarians, not to say once and for all, at least ten or twenty years of peace in the north will not be a problem.
The people at the border can get rest and recuperation, and the people's livelihood and economy can also recover some vitality.
But the problem at this time is.
"It's useless for you to stop me here, the final decision maker is the old general."
Tan Anjun glared at the other party, seeing that the entrance of the tent was tightly blocked by Qi Xiang's tall body, he flicked his sleeves angrily and returned to the chair behind the desk to sit down.
In order to have a hot meal, he rarely got up today and wanted to go to Huotouying to cook in person, but he was stopped by the lunatic in front of him.
Is he easy for his own stomach?
Qi Xiang didn't care about Tan Anjun's resentful eyes, and sat on a stool outside the desk, facing Tan Anjun face to face.
For a while, neither of the two spoke again.
Tan Anjun added some carbon to the stove, it seems that today Huotou camp will not be able to go, he is not hungry, there is a lot of food in the ring.
As for the person sitting opposite
who cares!
He deserved it if he couldn't starve to death!
Thinking of this, Tan Anjun's face became even more indifferent, and he leaned back even more to make himself sit more comfortably.
Because the carbon flame was added and suppressed.
Qi Xiang stared at the stove for a while, then raised her head to break the silence, "I have asked the craftsman to make a batch, do you want to go and have a look with me?"
"what?"
With a thoughtless sentence, Tan Anjun looked at General Qi Xiang in bewilderment, the iron man who used to be at odds with him.
"What's with what?" Qi Xiang stared blankly, suffocating in her heart, and roared through gritted teeth: "Damn Xipi, is your pig's head pretending to be bread bran all day long?"
"Kang Dang!"
Tan Anjun got up and kicked the little cock, his thin lips were lightly pursed like a knife's edge, and uttered a word coldly:
"roll!"
Give some sunshine and it will be brilliant!
Give you three points of color and open a dyeing workshop!
Know what this is called?
Cheap!
This is cheap!
You ungrateful animal!
It's a bear!
Fire is big!
Qi Xiang, a bastard, a softie, dare to call him a pig's head?
Your house is full of eggs!
Soldiers can be killed but not humiliated!
Don’t understand?
(end of this chapter)
In a blink of an eye, it is the twenty-fourth day of the twelfth lunar month, the new year.
It stands to reason that living in the north, one should go to the countryside to spend the 23rd year of the New Year, so the housekeeper Wang Qing specially asked the mistress for instructions.
However, Yang Lan'er felt that she was a stranger in a foreign land, and she was still repulsed in her heart. She was used to the 24th birthday. In the end, no matter whether the servants of the Tan family were from the north or the south, and no matter how the people in Pengcheng celebrated the festival outside, Tan's family would be happy. On the twenty-fourth day of reunification, the whole government had a reunion dinner.
Of course, Tan Anjun was absent in the end.
Tan Anjun, who was absent, was being blocked by the right general Qi Xiang at the door of his tent.
In recent years, Daying Kingdom and its neighboring countries have either suffered from natural disasters such as droughts, floods, or blizzards, or banditry.
People in various places are struggling to make a living. They have no clothes to cover their bodies all the year round, and they have no food to eat. They are forced by life to sell their children and daughters in order to survive, and they have no real estate.
The family has no permanent property, and the common people have less worries.
The common people have less worries, and finally the hearts of the people are uneasy, and the society is in turmoil.
In order to survive, many people took risks and were forced to go to Liangshan.
The treasury of the imperial court is empty, with year-on-year deficits, internal and external troubles.
The imperial court has been in arrears with military equipment, rations and grass all year round, and the sergeants have been starving and freezing at the border all the year round, and their hands and feet are covered with chilblains.
Northwest Wind Qi Xiang had enough to drink, and with this year's blizzard, he felt that his chance had come.
If it is used properly, the court can use this snowstorm to deal with the barbarians, not to say once and for all, at least ten or twenty years of peace in the north will not be a problem.
The people at the border can get rest and recuperation, and the people's livelihood and economy can also recover some vitality.
But the problem at this time is.
"It's useless for you to stop me here, the final decision maker is the old general."
Tan Anjun glared at the other party, seeing that the entrance of the tent was tightly blocked by Qi Xiang's tall body, he flicked his sleeves angrily and returned to the chair behind the desk to sit down.
In order to have a hot meal, he rarely got up today and wanted to go to Huotouying to cook in person, but he was stopped by the lunatic in front of him.
Is he easy for his own stomach?
Qi Xiang didn't care about Tan Anjun's resentful eyes, and sat on a stool outside the desk, facing Tan Anjun face to face.
For a while, neither of the two spoke again.
Tan Anjun added some carbon to the stove, it seems that today Huotou camp will not be able to go, he is not hungry, there is a lot of food in the ring.
As for the person sitting opposite
who cares!
He deserved it if he couldn't starve to death!
Thinking of this, Tan Anjun's face became even more indifferent, and he leaned back even more to make himself sit more comfortably.
Because the carbon flame was added and suppressed.
Qi Xiang stared at the stove for a while, then raised her head to break the silence, "I have asked the craftsman to make a batch, do you want to go and have a look with me?"
"what?"
With a thoughtless sentence, Tan Anjun looked at General Qi Xiang in bewilderment, the iron man who used to be at odds with him.
"What's with what?" Qi Xiang stared blankly, suffocating in her heart, and roared through gritted teeth: "Damn Xipi, is your pig's head pretending to be bread bran all day long?"
"Kang Dang!"
Tan Anjun got up and kicked the little cock, his thin lips were lightly pursed like a knife's edge, and uttered a word coldly:
"roll!"
Give some sunshine and it will be brilliant!
Give you three points of color and open a dyeing workshop!
Know what this is called?
Cheap!
This is cheap!
You ungrateful animal!
It's a bear!
Fire is big!
Qi Xiang, a bastard, a softie, dare to call him a pig's head?
Your house is full of eggs!
Soldiers can be killed but not humiliated!
Don’t understand?
(end of this chapter)
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