[The Lord of the Rings - The Hobbit] The era of poverty alleviation in the dark jungle

Sure enough, as Rosewen expected, the dwarf king Thorin immediately aimed all his firepower at her.

Since Gandalf kicked the ball back, she has been urged every few days.Probably because she is tolerant of the temper of the dwarves, the dwarf king's patience with her is obviously not as much as that of Gandalf——

Rosewin, I heard you arrived in the Shire. Have you come to Bilbo?In any case, please be sure to invite him and tell him that after Gushan restores the country, he will get one-fifteenth of the property.If you can't, I'll do it myself.

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Rosewin immediately replied with ease and joy——

Bilbo can't be invited, so go out yourself!I am waiting for you in Shire, presumably he will be overwhelmed by your prestige.

Rosewin

After she finished writing the letter, she felt the pleasure of revenge.It takes at least several months to go from Blue Mountain to Shire, don't you distrust me?I'll show you slowly.

Unexpectedly, that afternoon, Sorin found where she was staying.

Looking at the dwarf piercing gold and silver in front of him, Luo Siwen couldn't react, this movement was too fast!

"Not long ago, we happened to escort a caravan to Shire, so we went looking for that hobbit along the way." Balin and Rosewen, the dwarves with a better temper and a calmer mind, explained patiently.

However, Thorin obviously didn't have that much patience, and he even said a little arrogantly: "Take me to Bilbo as soon as possible, we don't have time to wear it down."

Legolas was obviously displeased with the tone of the group of dwarves, but he just shook Rosewyn's hand and said to the dwarves: "My lady has traveled all the way to Shire, and she didn't even have time to drink a sip of water. Just running around for the dwarves, don't you even say a word of thanks?"

Thorin stared at Legolas for a moment with his black eyes. The elf prince was sullen, and his thin lips were tightly pressed to tell everyone his dissatisfaction.

His arrogance receded a little, and he spoke softly to Rosewen: "I'm sorry, respected wizard, but believe me, dwarves are by no means ungrateful, and we will always remember your help."

"Gandalf said he would be waiting for us outside Bilbo's door," said Thorin, as he went out. "If the Elves are not convenient, we can find them ourselves."

It is now April, and in the darkness of night, a group of black spots is speeding along the quiet lanes of the Shire.The dwarves were quick on their feet, for they had to keep up with the speed of the elf mounts.Earlier, Rosewin politely asked if they would like to share a ride, but Sorin refused politely—the male elf had an expression on his face that I didn't want to share a horse with these little people.

Legolas didn't have a good look at the dwarves who interrupted their honeymoon, but even so, his good upbringing allowed him to maintain his usual elegance.

They were soon at Bilbo's door, and it was now supper time.The hapless little hobbit was humming a little tune, waiting for the cookies to come out.

"The wizard is late again!" said Thorin, standing far away, looking at the lights of Bilbo's house, and couldn't bear it. "Didn't anyone tell Gandalf that punctuality is the best virtue in the world?"

"Oh oh oh, I heard it." An old and familiar voice came from behind.

Everyone turned their eyes to the back, he was still in the same old attire.A pointed blue wizard hat, a dusty wizard robe, and an old magic wand in his hand.

"Gandalf, my dear old friend, I am so glad to see you." Rosewen went up to meet him.

"Now is not the time to reminisce," Thorin said bluntly, "I am very happy to see the wizard, because finally I don't have to wait any longer."

Gandalf looked at Legolas: "Prince of the Woodland Kingdom, I am surprised that you have come here. I thought the wood elves would not agree to the dwarf's trip to the Lonely Mountain."

"My wife's will is my will," Legolas explained.

"May the King of the Elves not find his wrath upon you," said Gandalf.

Giant dragons once ran rampant in the south. They had a very strong collection habit, but they couldn't make money. What should I do?So, they burned, killed and looted everywhere, and all the elves, dwarves and humans who had money were ravaged by it.

With the gradual loss of wealth in the south, the dragons ran to the north to plunder.Brother Simao is considered the luckiest dragon, and every day when he sleeps on his stomach, money is constantly delivered to his door.In its infancy, elf education still played a big role, although it has always hated the wizard Rosewin very much.

Thranduil would definitely oppose Rosewyn's approach, because the risk they did was too great. Once the Fire Dragon was angered, the nearby Woodland Kingdom would likely be implicated.

If Rosewyn didn't know the future, maybe she would listen to Thranduil's advice.However, she was a traverser, and she knew that the fire dragon would be shot, so there was no need to offend the dwarves, not to mention that the new stronghold in Gundaba Mountain needed the help of the dwarves.

They came to Bilbo's door, and according to the prior agreement, they went in one by one to harass Bilbo-it has to be mentioned that Gandalf was indeed a bastard, and this trick was also used on Beorn the Bear-man later.

Poor Bilbo first had his supper occupied, and then the dwarves, who had been hungry all day, knocked on the door one after another eagerly.Unbearable, he ran out angrily, he couldn't take it anymore!Who said that the Hobbit is a hospitable race at heart!

Absolutely not letting them in, thinking about it, his short legs have already started to move before the reaction of the brain nerves, and he said habitually: "Welcome, welcome, do you want coffee or tea?"

"I want boiled eggs."

"I want roast meat and bread."

"Me too, remember to slather on the ketchup."

……

The dwarves began to order without politeness, and Bilbo walked into his kitchen with a stomach full of gloom, only to see the elf standing by the kitchen in the morning and smiling at him.

"Oh, Elf, what do you want? Bread, fruit? I don't know the elf's recipe." He reluctantly raised his enthusiasm.

"Give them bread at the same time, and give everyone a cup of coffee. It's too late now, and you're going to spend a long time just clearing the dishes."

"Oh, thank you, you are a very kind man." Bilbo couldn't help but say happily, and the elves were indeed the kindest race in Middle-earth.

"And your husband?" said Bilbo. "He looks lively, though he doesn't seem very talkative, is it because of the dwarves?"

"He is always worried about me," Rosewen said. "He was a very happy prince, but it seems that my appearance has caused him a lot of trouble."

"If it's a trouble, it must be a happy trouble," Bilbo reassured her. "He really loves you, I can see that. From the time he came into the house until now, he sat there and hardly looked at you." I have left on my body. However, judging from your tone, it seems that you are also very distressed. "

Rosewyn looked back at Legolas. He was sitting on Bilbo's desk, with his head down, pretending to be seriously studying the map of Middle-earth drawn by Bilbo. From time to time, he raised his head and glanced in her direction unconsciously.

"I don't know how to respond to his feelings," Luo Siwen said with some embarrassment, "I'm always busy, and I can't take care of him."

After Bilbo looked surprised, he muttered again: "Master Elf, I really want to give you advice, but... you know, I am a bachelor now. Maybe I will be a bachelor in the future, too. I will probably adopt a naughty little boy and spend the rest of my life! How long have you been married, should you have children? I really envy you!"

envious?Rosewin was a little surprised, and looked back at Legolas. He was studying something with a face full of concentration, and seemed to be attracted by something, which is really rare.Rosewin had never seen Legolas sit down and read a book seriously since she knew him.

Bilbo was busy pouring the coffee powder into the teapot, and said, "By the way, come to me this time. What is the matter? Even Gandalf is here? My instinct tells me that this will be a terrible thing." matter."

"Well," Luo Siwen weighed how to speak so as not to scare away this descendant of Touk whose blood had cooled down long ago, "I think it's better for Gandalf to tell you, but it's not a big deal, just to help get it. Something!" she said as lightly as she could, but it sent a chill down Bilbo's spine unconsciously.

It really didn't look like a good thing, the wizard had to explain something that might not be as simple as going out for a stroll.Bilbo listened to Rosewen's words, and thought firmly: Tomorrow morning, he will not cook, and the wizard will not listen to what he says, let them go out in a disheveled manner!

He is a hobbit who is content with the status quo, but it does not mean that he is a hobbit without a brain.

Rosewin helped Bilbo put the eggs away, and walked out of the kitchen while Bilbo thanked him repeatedly.What a strange race, obviously someone else forcibly took his dinner and ordered him to work, but he gave everything hospitablely.

However, Rosewin had other matters to discuss with Thorin.Before, she only communicated with Sorin through letters, so she knew a little bit about this person.After meeting, she was even more sure of her thoughts, which made her feel a little worried.

Thorin was sitting at the head of the long table, waiting for his servant Bilbo to serve as if he were the master of the house.Rosewin sat next to him, looked at him and said, "Sorin, there is something I think I must talk to you about."

Thorin raised his eyelids, motioning for her to continue.

"I once paid a deposit to your ancestor Thorn to help build a mithril chain mail. I think it has probably been completed. I wonder if the dwarf can fulfill his promise?"

The author has something to say: Masturbation three times in a row, kidney deficiency, let me take a break first

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