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Two stonemasons worked day and night to carve the small nameplate sent back from the front line.

Tian Yunyun looked back and saw another person holding a torch walking up the mountain.

Here are a few more lonely souls of warriors.

Jindu sent news that the vassal king and others were defeated and imprisoned.

The emperor had a new favorite, and he spent a lot of money on it every night.

In order to make a beautiful woman smile, he built a palace and built an imperial mausoleum.

The grain, grass, horses and weapons were taken away by General Xin. King Jing urged many times for military provisions and reinforcements, but there was still no response.

What an irony!

The Qianqiu Kingdom will fall sooner or later, but it is a pity for these loyal ministers, good generals and soldiers and people.

Suddenly the sound of wooden fish came to mind in the mountains.

The eminent monk sat on a big stone, closed his eyes and recited the Ksitigarbha Sutra in a leisurely manner all night long.

It was already bright when he opened his eyes and saw a familiar figure.

"Donor lady, please stay!"

Tian Yunyun turned around and returned the greeting, "I've met the master!"

The eminent monk looked at her and said, neither humble nor arrogant: "The female donor is destined to be a Buddha! It's too late to stop now!"

Tian Yunyun said with a smile: "Will the war stop if we stop it? Let's just say goodbye!"

The smile on her face disappeared after she turned around.

Chacha nodded to the eminent monk and followed Tian Yunyun's footsteps.

The two of them hurried down the mountain.

One Zhuangzi cannot supply the consumption of the war.

The grain and grass purchased from various places were delayed by various things.

The front line is struggling to hold on, and the number of dead soldiers is doubling every day.

Tian Yunyun called everyone to stand in the dojo.

He walked to a higher place and said, "Gather all the sweet potatoes and fruits that can be dug in the ground and send them to Liangdu. There will only be enough food left in the cellar for half a month. Two porridges a day will last until the crops are harvested."

Everyone nodded and left in an orderly manner, doing their own thing.

Yan Kuanji came forward and said, "The first batch of iron ore has been refined. Master, I want to ask your opinion?"

Tian Yunyun's eyes lit up, "He rushed to make arrows and quietly sent them to Chang Ning's army."

Several daughters and sons-in-law of the Yan family and Lin family tried their best to raise medical supplies.

The students personally went into battle to kill the enemy.

Everyone worked together to contribute money and effort.

The people who came here built roads and houses to accommodate injured soldiers to recuperate.

Tian Yunyun and Chacha carried medicine boxes and changed dressings for the wounded soldiers who were brought in for treatment.

Pei Shuyi confessed that she was the prince's spy at first, and now she travels between Fude County and Liangdu all day long to deliver the latest news and transport supplies.

Everyone is doing their best to protect this land.

But this war has lasted too long, and too many people have lost their loved ones.

Soldiers who recovered from their injuries and returned to the battlefield only left behind their bloody name tags.

Tian Yunyun couldn't stand it anymore, threw down the medicine box and ran into the woods.

She squatted on the ground, her eyes filled with tears, and her nose felt sore.

Looking up at the blue sky, she felt homesick.

There was a snapping sound, and then a man shouted loudly: "Is this porridge so thin?"

The man pointed to a pale man on the ground: "He was poisoned after drinking porridge."

The aunt suppressed her angry voice: "Why are others okay? If you don't eat, leave it for others."

Man: "Labour and management refuse to give in. Is this food for people to eat?"

Ignoring the dissuasion of others, he rolled up his sleeves and was about to take action.

"Stop!" Tian Yunyun walked out.

The man's obscene eyes rolled over her, "Even here, you still think you are a noble daughter of a rich family, just showing off."

The aunt got angry and picked up the big spoon and pointed it at him: "Don't be rude to the owner."

A servant farmer rushed out of the crowd and grabbed him, but he struggled to break free.

His eyes were even more contemptuous, just like Zhuangzi.

Tian Yunyun: "Let him come over!"

The servant farmers and the aunt subconsciously obeyed her orders.

The man touched his mustache and said, "What are you doing pulling out the hairpin? Haha."

"You'll know soon." Tian Yunyun's hand flipped the mechanism on the hairpin, and six silver needles flew out.

The man was only an arm's length away from her, and it was too late to hide.

Subconsciously, he raised his hands to cover his face.

All the silver needles sank into his flesh, and he let out a scream.

A numbness spread from his arms to his shoulders.

The man knelt on the ground and clutched his arm in pain, "You poisoned me? What a kind person you are?"

Tian Yunyun took a step forward, kicked him over, and raised her foot to step on his chest.

The people around were frightened.

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Tian Yunyun looked at the pale-faced man on the ground. He muttered something about a villain.

Most likely I ate poisonous mushrooms.

After hearing Tian Yunyun's explanation, someone remembered that he roasted the mushrooms he picked up from the mountain last night.

Man: "Save him quickly or we will report him to the police and say you poisoned him."

Tian Yunyun looked up at the crowd and said in a clear voice: "Every plant and tree on the mountain is prepared for the soldiers. If you don't like the porridge, you can leave."

Everyone was silent.

Tian Yunyun sneered: "This porridge is the blood and sweat of the servant farmers, saved from their mouths. Who in the city is not scrimping on food and clothing to provide for the soldiers on the front line?"

"If you want to eat good meat, why don't you go to the battlefield? Why don't you build bridges and roads? Why don't you transport grain and grass? There is a notice posted at the city gate, and there is a special explanation for illiterate people. You don't want to make any contribution, so you are causing trouble here.

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Tian Yunyun's cold eyes swept over everyone.

The aunt rolled her eyes: "If you like it, eat it, if you don't like it, get out!"

When everyone remembered that the two men had arrived, they started to provoke each other and lowered their heads in shame.

Qian's second team heard the news and rushed over, tied up the man and the poisonous mushroom eater and sent them to the government.

After the crowd dispersed, Tian Yunyun breathed a sigh of relief and ordered people to take out the sweet potatoes from the cellar and bake them.

Each person can get fist-sized sweet potatoes or potatoes, and enough porridge.

Tian Yunyun stood on the hillside, looking at the long queue.

Chat Cha came over with his coat in hand and muttered angrily, "Girl, these people are white-eyed wolves, just get rid of them."

Tian Yunyun: "This battle has been fought for too long, and I am exhausted both physically and mentally!"

The soldiers on the battlefield are even more tired!

She made a decision to lead people to support King Jing.

I felt better after making up my mind.

Tian Yunyun led people up the mountain to chop poisonous taro as tall as a person.

There are also all kinds of mushrooms that have never been seen before, all dried and ground into powder and packed in wine jars.

With a modified magic bow, five people can pull together and fire five arrows 300 meters at the same time.

When everyone learned that she was going to the battlefield in person, they didn't know how to persuade her.
To be continued...