The 20th day of the first lunar month of the 24th year of Zhaohua.

The sky is lightly bright.

The five fans were filled with heavy fog.

Li Chen'an sat on a small stool in front of the camp for breakfast.

Breakfast for marching and fighting is very simple.

It’s just one bowl of porridge and two steamed buns.

Everyone is the same.

Xiao Baozi sat next to Li Chenan, glanced at the man who was a little delicate and weak, and then looked at the two fist-sized steamed buns on the plate.

She picked up a steamed bun and put it in Li Chenan's plate, "The food is too bad."

She looked up at Fengxian and looked: "When the war is over, Wang Zhenghaoxuan has to go to the city to catch a few dogs to stew and replenish his body."

When Li Chenan heard this, he felt a little hot.

Wang Zhenghaoxuan, who was squatting on the ground holding a bowl, his eyes lit up when he heard this.

He gnawed the steamed buns and said happily: "It should be supplemented. Besides, dog meat will no longer taste like that after the vernal equinox."

"Actually, I've eaten such a dog over the years, but the black dog I made in the Imperial City Department has the best taste."

"But if you say that the most memorable one... is the dog raised by the master."

"If that dog thing doesn't bark at the little junior sister, it will not be dead."

Amu turned his head and looked at Wang Zhenghaoxuan, with a hint of sadness and anger on his face as cold as a knife:

"Have a meal!"

"Don't mention the master's dog!"

"Dogs die from barking, and people die from talking too much!"

Wang Zhenghaoxuan shut up and decided to eat only dogs in the future without talking about dogs... But he still thought of a question in his mind. Every time he ate dog meat, his senior brother never picked up a piece of chopsticks.

Senior brother, he is a person who speaks right and wrong!

Just as everyone was drinking porridge and eating steamed buns, An Zizai walked over.

"The fog is too big, and it will be a chaotic battle if it fights."

"When you fight, don't join the war!"

"You have only one mission, protect his safety!"

"I have already arranged the Fourth Princess's side. You can go all over again later. After all, she still has more than 200 people."

Li Chenan did not refute because he was still a rookie in terms of martial arts.

When it comes to military command, he is obviously not as good as An Yi.

Rather than causing trouble, it is better to hide.

After all, he doesn't want to die yet.

"Are Ye Po and the others here?"

“It was here last night.”

Xiao Baozi suddenly looked up and looked around, and asked, "Where is my donkey?"

"Follow Ye Po... Ye Po said he served it very well along the way."

Xiao Baozi curled his lips, "This donkey is also a lord who forgets his righteousness when he sees profit. He is here to stew it!"

Wang Zhenghaoxuan was immediately delighted and was about to say that he could do this for him, but unexpectedly, in the thick fog, the little black donkey who seemed to feel the danger ran over happily.

It came to Xiao Baozi's side.

He stretched out his donkey's head and rubbed Xiao Baozi's body, cracked his donkey's mouth, and made a few "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

"roll!"

Xiao Baozi glared at Xiao Hei Du.

The little black donkey's face seemed to turn black, and it hesitated for a moment and walked three feet away from Xiao Baozi.

Leave down.

The donkey looked at Xiao Baozi.

A look of grief.

Li Chenan felt that this donkey had become a spirit.

"General An, the three thousand people in Maple Leaf Mountain, don't be careful."

"You don't need to be on guard against Xie Jing."

"Have Xiahou Zhuo set out for camp?"

An Zizai glanced at Li Chenan and did not ask why he was not careful about the reasons for these two people.

"I am setting up camp, and it is probably noon when I arrive at Wusanyuan."

"It's noon... It's good at noon, the fog has dissipated and will not affect the fireworks and blur."

"Battle, just follow your plan last night."

"Well... let's go for a walk in Fengxian."

An Zizai did not stop him because Fengxian was behind the battlefield.

As for what Li Chenan went to Fengxian to do, it didn't matter to him. As a general, he knew how to behave.

"Okay, but you have to take them with you. After all, this place is not too far from Zhouzhuang. Be careful of those people in the world."

After saying this, An Zizai took Zhou Shiba away.

Although there are only one thousand people, this battle must bring about the majesty of 100,000 people.

Although there are various powerful tools in hand, it requires more detailed arrangements and deployments to make these powerful tools play the greatest role.

The last battle discussion began in An Zizai's camp.

After Li Chenan and others finished breakfast, they really met with Ning Chuchu, and the group headed towards Feng County in the thick fog.

...

...

Kyoto.

Yuelai Inn.

The crown prince of Wu State Wu Qian was also taking several ministers to three carriages and following Yun Shuxian's carriage to the Tai Academy in Ningguo.

After lifting a corner of the car curtain, Wu Qian looked at the crowds coming and going on the street. After a while, he said to a young man with sword-browed eyebrows and starry eyes sitting opposite him:

"The poverty of Ningguo is really poor!"

"Most of the people in the streets and alleys have patches on their clothes."

"Looking at their faces, they are mostly dish-like, but I am more confused as I look at them."

The boy opposite was holding a sword.

When he heard this, he raised his head and did not look out the car window. He asked coolly: "What are your doubts?"

"In theory, poor families think about what they can cook in the next pot all day long."

"They are worried about two meals a day and for supporting their families, and of course they will have a sad face that cannot be dispersed."

"But these people in Yujing City were filled with joy... After eating for the last meal, where did the joy come from?"

The young man pondered for three breaths, turned his head and glanced back, looked at Wu Qian again: "That's the joy of poverty."

Wu Qian choked and shook his head, finding that he was really not as good as the young master of Tianyin Pavilion.

So he simply closed his mouth and continued to watch.

Of course, there are rich people in Kyoto.

But he found that whether it was poor or rich, they were really smiling, just like the bright sunshine in this winter.

There are no patrol constables on the street.

But the convoy walked through alleys, and everything was in order, and people were busy... as if they were full of hope.

He was suddenly shocked.

hope?

He looked at the people carefully again, hoping that the word would become clearer in his mind.

It should be true!

Although they are bitter, they have seen the sweetness soon!
To be continued...