Poisonous Peasant ‘Concubine’

"miss you."

Well, Prince Cheng spoke sweetly and earnestly, and Ling Jingxuan nodded earnestly: "Oh? Is that so?"

"Hehe... can't you be moved a little bit?"

Raising his eyebrows, ignoring the existence of the others, Yan Shengrui bent down and hugged him, burrowing into his neck like a slap in the face. His daughter-in-law has been very busy recently, and he has not been idle. Although he sleeps together every night, he will always Playing the game of fighting with demons, but they haven't been sweet for a long time. For this reason, Yan Shengrui's heart is not suffocated. No, as soon as he catches his free time, he begins to lie and seek comfort.

"I don't look like I'm touched?"

Knowing that his family's man was 'sick' again, Ling Jingxuan helplessly cooperated with him. To be honest, he also felt that after coming to the capital, they hadn't really relaxed for a long time.

"Where does it look like? Jing Xuan, aren't you busy in the afternoon? Can you accompany me for a walk outside the city?"

The troops are about to go to the Jinzhou Mansion to stand by. It is conceivable that he is busy. In order to catch up with the birthday of the eldest princess next month, he has to go to the military camp every day to arrange scheduling. I don't know why, but today he especially wants to Take your daughter-in-law with you.

"Okay, I'll be fine if I give Qin Muyan the stuff later."

Taking a deep look at him, Ling Jingxuan nodded in agreement. They were not ordinary idiots and haters. They didn't need to be tired of being together all the time, but occasional company was still indispensable. Otherwise, their busyness would be meaningless.

"Hehe... Where are the children? Why didn't you see them today?" Yan Shengrui was satisfied, and finally let go of him after kissing him on the cheek.

"In Jue's place, Shang Qing's illness has been greatly improved, but it is so itchy every day that he is afraid that he will scratch the newborn's skin. Jue and the children spend a lot of time with him every day, talking to him to distract him. It's really not easy for such a small child, the skin on the whole body is new, the kind of itching is not imaginable by ordinary people, it is estimated that adults can't help it, and it's fortunate that the child has never scratched it."

When it comes to this, Ling Jingxuan can't tell how distressed he is. As for the four-year-old child, he works hard to endure it during the day, but at night, when he is unconscious, it is Sikong Jue who guards him all night long. The father and son are both bullies. 's lord.

"It will be fine, didn't you say? When the skin on his surface falls off naturally, the itching will gradually stop, and he will return to his white and tender appearance."

Knowing that he has always loved children, especially their own children, Yan Shengrui couldn't help but tighten his hand, Ling Jingxuan turned his head and smiled back: "Well, I just sigh and sigh, this is something Xiao Shangqing must experience. In the process, after this level, his illness will be almost completely cured. By the way, when is the birthday of the royal aunt next month? Is it far from the birthdays of our steamed buns?"

November is also the birthday of their little bun, and they are six years old in a blink of an eye.

"It seems to be a few days later than Xiaowen and the others, what? Do you have arrangements?"

Yan Shengrui didn't pay much attention to things like birthdays. He couldn't even remember his own birthday, and it was thanks to the emperor's aunt's kindness to him that he could remember the approximate date. In the past, there would always be someone on the birthday of an important person. Remind him of, say, his mother, Toffee Cloud.

"Well, I asked Director Zhu, how many Zhuangzi do you have outside the city, I want to take advantage of the little buns' birthdays, our family will go to Zhuangzi to live for two days, and it's been almost a month since we came to the capital. We seem to be I haven't relaxed once, the children basically never went out except on the day of the palace banquet, and Dad and the others, I'm afraid they also want to run on the mountain."

Why are they so busy? Don't you just want your family to be safe and happy? If they bury their heads in conspiracies and battles all day long, what's the point of their lives? When it’s time to relax, you should also relax properly. Rest does not mean giving up, but to go further.

"You arrange it, and then call Jinghan, and we will stay for a few more days."

Why didn't Yan Shengrui want to take his wife and children out for a walk? If he didn't know his daughter-in-law's temperament, how could he keep him so busy? "Well, let's talk to Xiaowen and the others later, I think they will be very happy."

When they were in Lingjia Village, they would go out to play more or less. Later, when they opened an academy, more children were invited to go out to play. This time, they have been locked in the palace for almost a month. Children, just like cattle and sheep, they still need to be stocked.

Chapter 321 Weird Weapon

The yard where the Thunder Team lives is not far from the main courtyard, and Ling Jingxuan has no intention of hiding them. As long as they are in the house, most of them know their existence. However, he did not put too many servants in the yard. , Except for cleaning, they do everything by themselves. First, they don't want people to know how they practice. Second, they also cultivate their ability to take care of themselves in life. There is no way. Ancient men were mostly men's ideas. After the mother-in-law and the servants, they basically become idiots in life. Fortunately, most of these people were born in the green forest, and they are not very repelled to wash and cook by themselves. .

When Yan Shengrui and the others went, the Thunder Team was carrying out specific physical training every day. Ling Jingxuan transformed all the rear of the yard into a professional training camp, with nets, parallel bars, fighting equipment, and even high walls for rock climbing. Of course, With their martial arts, none of this mattered, but what he wanted to transform was their physical strength and pure physical strength, so long before he started a series of exercises, he made it clear to them that whoever used his inner strength would immediately kill him. Strip it out, so these old men are tired like dogs every day,

They didn't dare to use their internal strength to recover even when they were resting. However, in just over ten days, their physical fitness had undergone earth-shaking changes. For this reason, all the men who had been locked in the depths of the heavenly prison all the year round have all succeeded. In order to exercise a madman, he does not need to be supervised by others, and automatically and spontaneously exceeds the task every day.

"Master Xuan!"

Seeing them coming, Qin Muyan, the captain, waved his hand, and a group of sweaty people ran in front of them. Everyone's eyes were looking at Ling Jingxuan. In their minds, their master There will always be only one, and even Prince Sheng cannot take the place of the master.

"Well, you go back."

Nodding his head, Ling Jingxuan coldly waved back the servants who were carrying the box, and waited until they left before turning to the other side to set up a target area: "Carry up the box and follow."

"Yes"

Everyone had no doubts. They carried huge and heavy wooden boxes in pairs. The target area was divided into two parts. One was for arrow training, and the other was farther and smaller. Ling Jingxuan took them there. It was in that area. After they put down the boxes, facing everyone's suspicious gazes, Ling Jingxuan took out different things from each box and threw them on the simple table. Only the last two boxes did not move.

"This will be your weapon in the future, see how to assemble it."

After placing the parts on the table, Ling Jingxuan beckoned them to surround them. After speaking, he quickly grabbed the parts with both hands. Everyone only heard the sound of clicking, and after a while, a strange dark weapon appeared in his hand. On, all those seemingly messy and weird parts disappeared.

"What kind of weapon is this?"

Yan Shengrui curiously took the things in his hand and looked at them.

"Automatic rifles can kill all creatures within a few hundred meters, and can achieve long-range and melee combat."

As Ling Jingxuan spoke, he picked up a heavy box, opened it, and it was full of specially made bullets. The gun was fine. It took him a lot of effort to get these bullets out, and it took him several days to get them out. But seeing those things, everyone's doubts. Deeper, what's the use of such a big little thing? And that automatic rifle, how weird it looks, what the hell is it?

"I have all the thorns I assigned to you last time, right?"

Knowing that they were all puzzled, Ling Jingxuan did not explain. He just took the rifle and removed the magazines, and put the bullets into them one by one. Although he was full of doubts, Qin Muyan obediently took out the military thorn and handed it to him. A foot-long military thorn was installed on the rifle, and then he took the rifle and walked to the shot position.

"Bump bump."

The moment the trigger was pulled, several loud noises sounded one after another, and the unsuspecting people were startled. Before they could calm down, Ling Jingxuan's voice rang again: "Who is going to bring the target on the opposite side?"

It's been a long time since I used a gun, so I don't think all of them will hit the red heart, but it should be not far behind. In his last life, he had been with guns all day, so he still had some confidence.