Another World Da Ming: I use a hundred lives to become holy

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Liu Ji was in front of Zhao Zheng, because there were no outsiders in the tea room, so he didn't shy away from the matter of Xiao Guai.

Zhao Zheng also knew that the matter was settled today.

In fact, as long as Liu Ji is given a little time, he can also guess his purpose.

"I want Dongying, cut down the trees on the four islands, and make them into fishing boats!"

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In the territory of Koryo, under the cold city.

"Lan Zhong, don't participate in this siege battle."

"Let's watch the foster father bring your foster brothers to perform."

At this moment, Xu Jin led the army of the Sun and Moon Dynasty and the returned troops of the Jurchen tribe, and they had reached the last line of defense of the Koryo Kingdom.

Just chill for a while.

At that time, even if there are other resistance forces in the territory of Koryo, it will no longer be able to afford it.

"Yes, foster father!"

Lan Zhong nodded.

The battlefield is the most challenging.

Not long ago, Lan Zhong still looked like a childish child.

But now, anyone who sees him will willingly call him Little General.

Because Lan Yu and Xu Jin really spared no effort in training him.

Yu Lanyu.

When fighting and charging, he personally led Lan Zhong to charge in front of all the soldiers, letting all the soldiers know that in the barracks, he, Lan Yu, had another heroic righteous son under his command.

During this period, in order to protect Lan Zhong.

Naturally, many of his adoptive sons were also lost.

However, those adopted sons were voluntary, and their death was worth it.

Because Lan Zhong has quickly changed from an immature battlefield rookie to a meat-eating eagle.

Yu Xu Jin.

In addition to teaching Lan Zhong every night the art of war.

Every day, every time, Lan Zhong will be brought to the strategic discussion meeting in his big tent.

This is the end.

From top to bottom.

From general to soldier, he soon became familiar with Lan Zhong.

"Lan Zhong, give your saber to foster father first."

Before the siege.

Lan Yu stepped back and stretched out his hand in front of Lan Zhong.

Lan Zhong didn't understand why Lan Yu wanted his saber, but he still took it off and handed it over.

"Hahaha, Lan Zhong, haven't you always been curious about why your righteous brothers have to hold several knives before each charge?"

"Today, foster father will give you the answer!"

"That is, as long as you go to the battlefield together, fall into the battle! Kill the general! Climb first! Capture the flag!"

"Our Lan family, my Lan Yu's men!"

"You can't abandon anyone!"

"If you want to get credit, we will get it together."

"If you want to stab the opponent's handsome man, every knife will be stained with blood!"

"Hahaha, wait for the good news from foster father."

After Lan Yu finished speaking, he drove to the front of the formation.

For the first time, Xu Jin, the commander-in-chief, made his appearance as a commander-in-chief before the battle, and appeared in front of the battle.

Lan Zhong was behind, on the horse, straightening his back as hard as he could, looking forward.

Xu Jin's back was facing him, he couldn't see clearly, nor could he hear what Xu Jin was doing.

But he could see his group of foster brothers and his foster father.

They all smiled in their direction.

And they seem to be holding a bowl in their hands.

"why?"

Soon, Lan Zhong knew.

The veterans around him gave him the answer.

"Xu Shuai poured the wine himself, and he never returned."

"But I really want to taste the wine poured by Xu Shuai himself."

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The 16th year of Enlightenment, December.

On this day, there was a burst of laughter in Zhao's residence in the capital.

"Success! Success!"

"Cotton absorbs water, but you can't just use cotton, you have to add cloth to it!"

In the past month, Zhao Zheng has no idea how many times he combined raw materials and experimented with how many weaving methods with the remaining 70 puppets in the whole government.

It can be said without exaggeration.

He is now a master weaving of fabric and cotton weaving of small objects.

Even if in his afterlife, the cake painting system breaks down or runs away, he will have another means of making a living.

"Master, this time, do you want us to try it on?"

The puppet on the side stretched out its hand skillfully, ready to take the finished product from Zhao Zheng's hand.

During this period of time, Zhao Zheng improved the food for these puppets for the first time.

Because it is...

He felt a little sorry.

Look at how these puppets have been harmed by him.

how to say?

The medical clinic closest to the Zhao Mansion has made a fortune recently anyway.

Because of the medicine for treating rash, Zhao Zheng bought it in unlimited quantities.

Then painted on the buttocks of these puppets.

"I don't need you this time, you should cultivate well."

"Yes!"

Naturally, the puppet will not ask Zhao Zheng why, they will only obey orders.

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Zhao Mansion, the owner of the small courtyard.

Zhao Zheng took the finished product he made, gritted his teeth, and threw away the shame in his heart.

First add some appropriate amount of diluted duck blood prepared in advance.

Then, wear it below.

As for you saying that this is obviously the small courtyard of the Patriarch of the Zhao Mansion?

Who is the head of the family, can Zhao Zheng not know.

Feel the coldness between your legs.

Zhao Zheng could only keep diverging his thoughts and diverting his attention, and then walked left and right in his small yard, and picked up the hoe from time to time to pull up the grass in the yard.

He is trying to bring the finished product he has just researched and pretend to be a normal person.

But from time to time, he would still look down at his crotch.

Because he knows that when you put this kind of thing on the table for water absorption experiment, it is different from the real situation after all.

The reality is more complicated.

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"Half an hour has passed, the condition is good, and the cold feeling has not spread."

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"One hour has passed, and the condition is still good, but I can no longer feel the coldness, and even feel a little weird."

Zhao Zheng knew that the diluted version of duck blood he had prepared should have solidified into blood.

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"One and a half hours have passed, and the condition is not very good. There is an omission, and it must be replaced immediately."

"It seems that the limit is an hour and a half."

thump!

In the room, in the bathtub.

Zhao Zheng sat down comfortably.

Ask the puppet on the side to quickly record the situation in detail.

"Then the next question is the cost, otherwise it will be reused by the common people."

"It's just that the cost problem is not easy to solve before Yili sends a larger batch of cotton to Li."

"There is also the issue of disinfection. This thing must be taken seriously, otherwise it will be a poison."

"That's right, there is still the problem of publicity, what can we do about this?"

Zhao Zheng thought about it, and then thought of Lao Zhu.

"Jie Jie Jie!"

"Old Zhu, it's really not my fault that I missed you this time, it was you who were inhumane first."

"Besides, this should be what you want to see."

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