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Chapter 57 Arrogance(2/2)

"Just pay attention to the people in your hands..." Ju Zizhou added his thoughts: "When I saw it before, there were corruption. In the past few years, you have not paid much attention and dealt with. Now this situation should be very serious than before."

"Even if it is corruption, it must be carried out under the new order." Ying Zheng did not care about Ju Zizhou's words: "Corruption is troublesome, but if there is not enough literacy, the person who can help me complete the task of collecting power, it will be ten times more troublesome in the future."

"So even if these people are corrupt, even if they are connected with those nobles, I can tolerate them as long as it does not hinder my affairs."

"It may not be so easy to settle the accounts in the future." Ju Zizhou shook his head.

"In the world, in addition to Qin, there are seven or eight countries. If you deduct the Wei Kingdom, you can break the fingers and destroy it at any time, there are six countries."

"If you subtract the South Koreans can erase it with a little effort, there are still five countries left."

"In the process of unification, many people will die. Ordinary soldiers will die. Can't the people in charge?" Ying Zheng looked down at Ju Zizhou.

Ju Zizhou's eyes were extremely calm.

"Your reputation will not improve in the future." Ju Zizhou reminded with a smile.

"So what?" Ying Zheng asked back: "They really dare to say mine in front of me, right?"

No one dares.

Even now, if you dare to say that he is not good in front of Ying Zheng, the only person in front of you is left.

Even if others are full of anger and resentment in their hearts, they must bow their heads in front of Ying Zheng.

"That's it." Ying Zheng shook his hand: "It's time for me to go to the military camp to take a look."

"Go." Ju Zizhou picked up Fusu.

Ying Zheng turned around and left.

He quickly disappeared into the yard in the sun.

Ju Zizhou hugged Fusu and was stunned for a while.

After a while, he lowered his head and smiled helplessly: "Your father doesn't want you anymore."

Fusu is still sleeping.

Children need to sleep a lot.

...

The process of training is nothing unfamiliar to Wang Jian.

He led his people to the sun in the vast sun, training them to raise their shields one after another.

Qin State's shield is now very thick.

The summer sun is also very sunny.

So everyone was very tired.

At this time, the cool fat chicken and the ice wine of Bingqinqin are the most beautiful things in the world.

For this reason, although the soldiers had some opinions about Wang Jian, a guy who likes to mess with people, they would not reject him at all.

If you train over and over again, everyone will be tired.

The violent exhaustion of physical strength makes the body cry, urging people to eat as soon as possible.

Gastrointestinal peristalsis, and gurgling sounds are everywhere.

In the sun, the kitchens built large sheds.

Below the shed, the stacked fat chicken and pork exuded an attractive oily aroma.

The iced wine was also there.

This is what the soldiers know.

They trained under the scorching sun more than once, and enjoyed such abundance more than once.

Taotie's feast was simple and honest.

The pheasant held up a shield, and the scorching sunlight shone down, shining on the sweat beads between his eyebrows and the corners of his eyes.

Sweat flows down, passes through eyelashes, and enters the eyes.

It's a little uncomfortable, but not so unacceptable.

The pheasant kept holding up the shield and did not dare to move.

If you move, you will have to have lunch two quarters of an hour late.

For two quarters of an hour, God knew what part of the meat that hungry husbands who had a bigger appetite than him would leave him.

Pheasant doesn't like lean meat, and they don't like going into the water.

He likes fatty and greasy white meat.

Only such meat will make him feel the fragrance of meat.

Of course, Wuhua seems to be pretty good too.

But it's far worse than fat.

He likes fat.

——There are far more than one person who likes this.

People from poor families often lack oil and water supplements.

They rarely see meat, and even more rare to see fat meat.

But the human body needs oil and water.

The body will prompt them to make choices.

They will spontaneously and unanimously fall in love with the attractive greasy taste and fragrance of fat meat.

But the pigs and sheep at this time are not that fat.

Because they are not that good, they are often not very fat. According to Qin Jin, a pig is only three or four hundred kilograms, and the proportion of fat meat is not very large.

Sheep and dogs will only become thinner and smaller.

Such a pig, sheep, or dog, although the poor-born kitchen does not waste any meat, the meat that can provide soldiers must be removed from the liver, stomach, etc..

Among them, there are only a few pieces of fat.

Therefore, although meat is enough, the fat meat that everyone likes is actually not enough.

This needs to be grabbed.

And the person who eats first is of course qualified to grab the fatty meat.

So everyone tried their best to train.

Although he may have cursed Wang Jian’s ancestors three hundred times in his heart, he still needs to obey orders in his actions.

In a row of fifty people, according to the joint seating system, as long as someone moves irregularly or has someone who interrupts his movements privately, a whole row of fifty people in a village will all delay the meal time.

In this situation, everyone gritted their teeth and hated Wang Jian who gave such an order, while trying their best to maintain it.

As a result, the physical energy consumption became more intense, the stomach became more hungry, and the yearning for food and fat was more urgent.

"It's very good!" Wang Jian stood on the platform, looking down at the training that had just begun to show results, and was very satisfied.
Chapter completed!
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