Marquis Wu'an walked around the camp, and he could hear discussions everywhere. He did not notice his arrival. Many soldiers vented their inner dissatisfaction and became dejected.

"It would be fine if we went to the battlefield to fight against the enemy. If we died, we could still earn a reputation and a pension. Now, what is the difference between sending us to Wanganshan and being exiled?"

"That's right, the soldiers led by General Mo have been away for so many years and have never come back once! They are probably going to take care of their old age. No wonder the general asked us to bring our families with us."

"There is nothing there, how can I take it with me?" One person sighed: "I still have a brother and a sister-in-law at home, and I haven't married yet. My mother must be living with them and won't leave with me. I'd better go alone."

"You just want to leave your family?"

"I don't want to give up. At least I have more than one son in the family, and someone will provide for her in the future. In the future, I can only send more money back to show my filial piety. I won't say whether I can meet her again in this life."

Listening to the endless sorrow in their words, Marquis Wu An could not bear the anger in his heart. Just as the soldiers under his command said, if he went to fight with the enemy troops in Nanying and Northern Desert, it would not matter even if he died on the battlefield.

What the soldier said just now was reasonable. Although he advised them to take their families with them, in the situation like this, it was impossible for the old man to go to Wangan Mountain with his young son. He sighed in his heart, that's all, just let everything happen!

"General." Someone spotted Marquis Wu'an, and immediately stood up. Looking at the corners of Marquis Wu'an's reddish eyes, the group of soldiers lowered their heads one after another, and one person boldly said: "Please forgive me, General. Just now, my subordinates just made a few complaints casually.

"

The Marquis of Wu'an let out a sigh of relief: "I can't help you. If I hadn't made too many enemies and failed to please the Holy One, how could I have dragged you to Wang'an Mountain? As you said, it will be difficult to return to the capital in this lifetime."

"You have all suffered with me. I originally thought that it would be okay if I spent my own money to let you take your family with you, but unfortunately..." Marquis Wu An looked at the soldier who had just spoken: "Every family has scriptures that are difficult to recite, so I can't take them with me.

There is nothing you can do.”

After all the desolation in his words, Marquis Wu An sighed: "Perhaps there is no unstoppable road for man. In addition, there will be a warlord accompanying this trip. You still have to keep your tongue and don't be as wanton as before. If you are caught by the warlord,

Hearing it, it’s not something that can be settled like this.”

Mentioning the ten warlords, everyone was speechless for a moment. A young general who had been silent until now said angrily: "Why are you humiliating us so much? The general would rather die on the battlefield. Why are there more warlords than the Beiguan army? Your Majesty..."

"Shut up!" Vice General Fang was horrified when he heard this. He held the knife in one hand and rushed towards the young general. Just as he was about to lift his foot, he was pulled back by Marquis Wu An: "Nonsense, we should be as strong as an iron barrel at this time, don't let it go.

How can you mess up your own position when others are laughing at you?"

If your own people fight first, then it will be painful for your loved ones and quick for your enemies!

The young general wanted to express his anger, but he had already foreseen the consequences. Unexpectedly, Marquis Wu An was not prepared to blame, and his heart surged, and he couldn't help but said: "Is this the only way we can do it? General!"

A flash of light flashed in Marquis Wu An's eyes: "Not necessarily!"

Three thousand people had different thoughts, and Marquis Wu An was not in a hurry. He allowed the news from outside to ferment. By the time the news reached the princess's house, there were already several versions, which were slightly different from the original facts.

If it weren't for Xiao Lingyao's close contact with Mrs. Wu'anhou, who could control the progress there anytime and anywhere, she would have been confused by the specious information. Nowadays, rumors are flying all over the sky, but they all point to the same direction - Wu'anhou's Mansion.

Destroyed.

Xiao Lingyao had just read the letter from Mrs. Wu Anhou, and a smile overflowed from the corner of her mouth: "Today, the population of the Ning family is declining. The old general became ill after the death of General Ning, and the old lady even died of illness."

"The Ning family originally had only two sisters, Madam and brother, and the Ning family fell because of this. The old general held on to the lintel until his body could no longer bear it, and then he returned home. Madam later married General Xiao, who had just emerged in those years.

At that time he was just a seventh-grade general."

According to the situation at that time, the lady was getting married, but no one at that time expected that the humble mud-legged man would rise to prominence in the future and be granted a title. It is a pity that the Ning family did not rise again because of this. After all, in the family

There are no more men.

Mrs. Wu'anhou's hatred for Emperor Yuan is obvious. The most rare thing is that Mrs. Wu'anhou did not vent her anger on Rong Ying'an, but placed the blame on Emperor Yuan. Even though she knew that Rong Ying'an had other experiences, she still did not change it.

Qin Feng thought of Guo Shitong and said, "Even if the Marquis of Wu'an wants to marry his daughter to him now, I'm afraid the Guo family won't agree."

The family is an important basis for the Guo family's marriage. Marquis Wu'an will be sent to Wang'an Mountain. Once this signal comes out, who is willing to marry with the Marquis Wu'an Mansion? Fortunately, Xiao Lingyao knows the inside story and does not worry about the Xiao family's little daughter.

Judging from what is written in this letter, it seems that Wu Anhou and his wife have already made plans, and they only need to send someone to take care of them. As for what the plan is, Mrs. Wu Anhou only mentioned it in one sentence, which made them both look forward to it very much.

At this point, the trade between East Vietnam and the Northern Desert via Nanyang has come to an end. Qin Feng thinks that the most appropriate description is to use "each one takes what he needs". However, there is still a comparison of the courage and vision of the two kings, which one is better.

A humble person will see kindness, and a wise person will see wisdom.

According to the old rules, this letter was immediately turned into ashes. Qin Feng was so busy today that his eyes were red, and Liu Yuan set off to Jiangbei. She went to Jiangbei to meet her mother-in-law again, build a good relationship, and took the banknote with her.

past!

Now there are only two masters left in the house. Song Qingming sent a greeting card early, saying that he would take his wife to visit the princess who returned safely. Qin Feng had already written a menu to get the kitchen going. He is here today

I don’t have the energy to cook by myself.

When Song Qingming and Rouji arrived, Yuan Buqi, who was opposite him, also happened to return to his residence. He got off the carriage and his horse, so they happened to meet each other.

Yuan Buqi greeted Song Qingming with a slight nod of his head, and hurried into the house without looking at Rouji for more than a moment. Rouji couldn't help but whisper: "Is this person Commander Yuan of Ziwu Guard?"

It looks really arrogant."

"Don't provoke him." Song Qingming knew that she had her own way, otherwise how would she know Zi Wuwei, but he could guess the other person's identity at the first meeting.

Rouji smiled sweetly and stepped forward to hold his arm: "My husband has taught me that I just have to listen to my husband."

Knowing that she was just putting on a show, Song Qingming still blushed in a hopeless manner, and it was hard for others to see that the two of them looked so different, so he could only bite the bullet and let her take her arm and walk into the princess mansion to pick them up.

Jing Wuming looked at the two of them and couldn't help but clicked his tongue.

Mr. Song's face was as red as a steamed bun, and it looked scalding hot, but Princess Rouji was very comfortable.
Chapter completed!