Kusuriya no Hitorigoto

The time goes back a while.

Mr. Nong (Jinsi) was facing face to face with a bad opponent as he was rocked by a carriage.

A carriage, but connected ten horses. That's closer to a mobile residence than a car. The fur of the beast is laid on the floor and a round table is placed in the centre.

Always slightly supposed to laugh, Rahan (Lacan) was now staring at the map with a frustrating face. Behind him, his adoptive son was peeking into the face of Mr. Rahan and Mr. Nong, as he entered and exited the bill of nostalgia to see the situation. Hell's sharpening depends on Kim, and we'll deal with it according to the situation, all the time.

A man named Luo Han is the best money-keeper I've ever had, but Mr. Nong sincerely thought it would have helped if he had been present this time.

Mr. Nong told Luohan that whenever he was beaten, he had no choice.

Gaoshun, who is holding back, is also prepared to pull out the knife that was on his back at any time.

Raising your hand to Mr. Nong means you can't help but get slashed in high order, that's the thing, but now Luohan will want to be horseback ridden and beaten by Mr. Nong regardless of that.

Already, Mr. Nong has been grabbed by Rahan by his collar before he left.

It was when my daughter, Cat Cat (Maomao), told me that she disappeared from the rear palace.

Rahan is drowning cats and cats. It doesn't matter, even if you don't think of yourself as a father or something like that and you want to be treated like a sludge or a worm or something less. Reminds me of Luohan hanging up at the banquet seat the other day. The injured hand was still wrapped in a bandage at that time, and it seemed difficult to hold a brush.

The former superior queen, the escape of Lulan, the cat and cat followed it or presumably were taken.

It falls more to Mr. Nong than an escape from the rear palace.

Zichang and his close relatives were not already in the mansion. It is presumed that it stands in a clan in the fort.

And Luohan, who decided to storm the rear palace three times and smashed the balls, would not be able to forgive Mr. Nong like that. If I was in my hand, my ears screamed so close that it hurt that it didn't happen.

I know Mr. Nong.

Even if there was a loophole in the rear palace and no one involved knew of its existence, they were not going to shirk their responsibilities.

The loophole hit the contractor who constructed it at the time and made him throw up if there was anything like it. Honestly, I created a loophole, there was no such honest man, but I grabbed that a dead craftsman had already done such a task.

There was a small temple dedicated to the dead women in the rear palace, where they found a cleverly hidden loophole on the floor.

It was Luo Han's nephew and adopted son Luo Han who stopped Luo Han when he tried to wave up to him.

"Father-in-law, for example, if you raise your hand to the royal family, does that non-end only with the person in charge?

I stopped Luohan with such far-fetched words.

Raising your hand to Mr. Nong means cutting off the house. Cats and cats that are the daughters of Luohan.

Luohan knows who Mr. Nong is. If it is in his eyes, it is not so deceivable for a person to deceive.

Luo Han also, when he came to negotiate the other day, thought maybe but he still noticed.

I asked Luo Han what was wrong and he still gave me a clan-like answer.

"Because the back length and weight, chest size, torso size, etc. are all the same number. Such a human being, he's not."

I also found that Luo Han also has a way of seeing things that others roughly don't understand.

In that case, he was thus asked to come as a civilian but specially assistant to Rahan.

Mr. Non today was not an officer named Non. I have a silver twist on my tied hair. He wears a purple blue armor in a thick cotton pad, not his usual black official clothes.

Mr. Nong and his men were marching. And he was reworking the operation with concurrence.

"Are you sure you're okay?"

"No problem"

It was Luo Han who answered that.

The expanded map is a perimeter view of a fort with mountain backs.

It was a long-used fort, the map of which is a long time old, but it gathered and edited again the ancient martial arts officers who had been stationed there.

There is a mountain behind it, positioned in front of the plain.

In the meantime, Luo Han's prediction is that a firearm class could be made.

That region has a lot of wood. A land pattern that I want enough to get my hands off my throat as a forest resource, but for generations, a clan of children protected it.

There are hot springs nearby. It is also possible to take sulfur there, he said.

"What happens to the nitrous stones?

Another material you need to make gunpowder.

"Is it because of the hot springs? They say it's easy for small animals to cross the winter and there's a huge cave nearby."

They say the cave is stacked with tons of bat manure. Using animal excrement as a material, it seems possible to pick up nitrous stones.

Mr Nong roars. If you were to use a firearm, it wouldn't be something like flying off. Place a weapon aimed at the enemy from the walls.

It's a little rough when you use a cannon.

If Mr. Nong is going to come up with something, Luohan already knows.

The map we're spreading now will also only look like an Acer board to him.

Rahan's finger was holding the cliff behind the fort.

"Theoretically possible"

Luo Han says clearly.

"If it's possible, it would have been the most sensible thing to do."

The operation set up by Rahan was to control the guns without letting them use them.

Gunpowder used on cannons is very damp. From time to time, even with a bunch of gunpowder left by the cannon, I would usually keep it in my arsenal so it wouldn't be damp.

In particular, the fort is situated in the highlands, a terrain where snow often falls. According to the scouts story, it's also snowing tonight.

It's like if you march normally, you become targeted.

So Luohan should drop the arsenal first so that he can't use the cannon, but the way he did it went too far. The horrible thing about this guy is that it's flying but feasible.

"I think this would be a very economical way to do it."

Isn't it the word 'economic' that Luo Han pushes forward? I think I've figured out enough about this little guy's personality in the short term.

"We just have to control it and help the cat and cat out. Dad, Dad's gonna help you!

I almost laughed bitterly at the word 'dad', but that's not how it works.

Mr Nong remembered his little daughter as he bit his mouth for a long time.

Was it taken as quality or another reason? Or I don't know if I followed you on my own initiative.

However, if you are in the middle of an enemy, I want to help you out immediately. It's a lean, fragile body. Still, I don't think you're feeling well enough.

Mr. Gyukyu holds his fist.

"Let's do it."

"Please Wait"

It was in high order to put his mouth to Mr. Nong's decision.

"There's a problem"

Gaoshun suggests wrinkling between the eyebrows and kneeling.

"What's the problem?

Besides Mr. Nong, both Luohan and Luo Han are tilting their necks.

"Forgot about this march"

The army led by one brigade, too many people considering the size of the fort. If Luohan's plan works, I think there will be little damage to this one.

"Is the Prohibited Army an ambush?

Ngu, and Mr. Ngu got stuck for a moment.

Slowly touch that hand against the hammer of your head. In the mark of the royal family that followed Kirin.

When I have been a junior officer for a long time, I tend to forget my position from time to time. Now Mr. Nong is not Mr. Nong. High order is also not high order.

Given your position, you must control it with the grandeur it deserves.

I know, but it was a different word that came out of my mouth.

"I agree with the captain"

"... ok"

Gaoshun pulled back a lot.

The gaze was directed at the man behind him.

A dazzling glance seemed to pierce the back of Mr. Nong's neck.

"That's good. I don't have a hobby for making cups."

That's how Luohan squeals his nose and goes outside the tent. It was an uninteresting joke.

Luo Han is making sure the calculations are correct, starting with the Abacus.

"... sama"

It was in high order that Mr. Nong's real name was called.

There is a deep crease between his eyebrows.

"In the future, we have to change the way we deal with that girl."

Said Gao Soon in a tone that softened the child.

"I know."

Mr. Nong exhaled heavily. The atmosphere gets cold and the breath gets white.

Blurring and trembling his body, he weaved a white coat with a soft rash all the way to his head.

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It was after midnight that the roar sounded.

And when Zichang rose up, he put a knife on his pillow.

Though I went into the bedroom, there was no way I could sleep. Whether Uncle Raccoon and I are told in court, it remains as delicate as spending a sleepless night.

There's no way I can sleep.

I haven't even been able to sleep in the last decade. Thanks to this, the eye lid was blackened and the beard was just like a raccoon.

You were surprised by the roar, the murmur that was ringing in the next room quietly. The voice of the ladies on the platter turns to a blur.

One wall apart, my wife (my wife) will be liquoring. With all the spectacles, I let the women of my clan dress in a nasty way and have fun with the men I bought with gold. That was my wife's routine since my daughter Lulan was born.

Go out of your way to make fun of Son Chang where he notices.

The women with me were bewildered at first but now enjoyed the play. I had already given birth to a child and I had already drawn in all that served as a wife and enjoyed the chaste wife falling.

She wasn't like that.

Zichang looks out on the terrace (balcony).

I thought it was an enemy attack. Army, probably the Prohibited Army lights are still far away. This fort on the highlands overlooks dozens of miles ahead. There must be plenty of room to just get some sleep.

Eh, and Zichang noticed a strange odor mixed with the wind.

Does it smell like sulfur?

They're making gunpowder in the basement. I wonder if that exploded, Zichang realizes.

Again, grasp the collar.

We have to do something, even if we think about it, we can't move. It's pathetic. I can't help it.

The Empress's Blessed Man, the Emperor's Head Can't Rise, the Cunning Raccoon Grandpa.

Zichang according to the court and now Zichang would be completely different. Even I think so, so I can't help it.

Bring up the belly that came out rapidly from around the fortieth road and move forward step by step. To see what's going on outside, we need to get past the room where my wife is. The act was very painful.

After twenty years, the woman who had been given to her by the emperor, and her fiancée had finally returned it, she began to hold a temple while she was in the rear house.

When she finally returned to Zichang, she already had a wife and a child. That was Kitsui.

My wife became poisonous as well as thick.

The poison will kill the mother of Zicui, and it will continue to erode Zicui.

We have to deal with this quickly.

I told myself and finally opened the door to the room. The male whore is surprised, and the women weave their upper hangings in haste, either for shame that had remained somewhat.

Only my wife sprinkled the flue and lay in a bench. In its sharp eyes comes the colour of contempt.

"What's that noise now?

I said in a carefree tone whilst blowing purple smoke.

I was about to make sure.

Cancer and the door on the hallway side opened wide.

There stood his daughter, Lu Lan, dressed full of coal.

"What is it, how is it supposed to look?

"I don't want your mother to talk to you."

Lu Lan discards clearly and sees the women who take the upper hanging from each other.

"I don't just want you to leave the children alone and throw yourself into pleasure"

The woman who finally remembers her children is about to pop up in that word of Lu Lan. But Lu Lan pulled the woman's cheek. To the woman who collapses beside her, the men who escape knowing the weight of the matter.

Is this my daughter, or did Zichang want to tilt her neck? A daughter named Lu Lan thought she was an obedient child. I thought she was like a doll dressed and behaving like my mother told me to.

Lu Lan walks slightly into the back of the room and opens the drawers of the lined shelves. Most importantly, when I opened the large drawer, I realized that a young woman was trapped in that narrow space.

"Sister, I'm sorry. It's a little late."

The trembling woman had her hands and feet tied and was being caged. He had a face very similar to Lu Lan, another daughter, Zi Cui.

Zichang's face is distorted. I knew I was getting a cage, but I didn't know it was in my eyes like that.

Lu Lan releases Zicui and rubs his back.

And I see my father, Son Chang.

"Father."

Lu Lan chuckles.

"Take responsibility for the last time"

There was no time to ask back what the blame was.

Sounds are closer and closer all the time.

When I wondered if there had been another different roar, this time the whole fort rocked. I grab onto the wall and when I support myself, I go out to the terrace again wondering what happened.

I could see the snow powder scattered. The eastern side of the fort turns bright white and I see nothing. I didn't know what happened at first.

And I noticed that the snow smoke had subsided. The building that was supposed to be there was buried in the snow. But there must have been an arsenal.

But the snow slips in and fills half of it.

Lu Lan talks to Zheng Zichang.

"You knew you couldn't win. Take responsibility."

Your mother said that I would be responsible.

Her daughter stood before her mother in a grand manner, shaking her slightly scorched hair.

Responsible, Zichang held his fist all the way to that one word of his daughter.