Heavy snowflakes were flying and falling, covering the ground with a thick layer of snow.

Jiang County.

Although the weather is cold, Jiang County is very prosperous, and the New Year is approaching. The city is still crowded and lively.

Pedestrians on the road raised their heads from time to time to look at the heavy snow, with happy smiles on their faces.

Auspicious snow heralds a good year.

The drought has really made everyone suffer enough.

Only after experiencing a drought can we understand the value of good weather.

Auspicious snow heralding a good harvest is the common people's wish.

In the city, in the front yard of a house, large numbers of Wu Nian's soldiers stood under the sky, letting the flying snow fall on them.

Wu Nian was wearing thick clothes, a bearskin cloak behind him, a silk scarf on his head, and a steel knife. He stood on the porch in front of the door with his head held high, watching Zhang Zhen, Lu Yanxun and others practicing in front of him.

"kill!!!"

Fifteen-year-old Zhang Zhen, who was as strong as a calf, took the slightly younger Lu Yanxun and others to practice spears in the snow. Although his roar was immature, it was also quite impressive.

Wu Nian's face showed a look of satisfaction.

Compared with his own son, this honest nephew, and the young beggar Lu Yanxun waited for him to bring back from Meng Yuan, they were much more obedient.

Let them practice martial arts and study, and they will practice martial arts and study, and the cold and heat never stop. Finally, all these little guys became strong, their eyes were bright, and they were full of energy.

After finishing a set of spear skills, Zhang Zhen and his brothers stopped and lined up in order, waiting for the review. He walked to the corridor, clasped his fists and saluted Wu Nian: "General, we have finished practicing."

"Okay. Good practice. It shows that you are not lazy on weekdays." Wu Nian smiled and nodded, and then said to the soldier next to him: "Go kill five sheep and bring some good wine."

"yes."

The soldier responded with a smile, turned around and went down.

Under Wu Nian's protection, Zhang Zhen and others studied and practiced martial arts every day, and had enough food to eat. They didn't have much interest in mutton.

Today they have a purpose.

Thirteen-year-old Lu Yanxun glanced at Zhang Zhen, who nodded. Then he clasped his fists and saluted Wu Nian and said: "General, now is the time for the country to hire people. I ask you to lead my brothers and join the army to serve the general."

"I am willing to serve the general."

Lu Yanxun and other young men all bowed and saluted to Wu Nian. Their voices were uniform and impressive.

Zhang Zhen and Lu Yanxun's little moves were all seen by Wu Nian. This honest nephew was the one in charge of fighting, and Lu Yanxun was the one who came up with the idea.

These two people are considered a perfect match.

Appreciation is appreciation, fighting is better.

Wu Nian raised his head, shook his head and refused: "You are brave enough. But they are all seedlings. If the seedlings are allowed to go to the battlefield early, then how can we, the Han people in Liaodong, have a future?"

"Wait a few more years, until you grow up and be strong. Now, I'll treat you to mutton."

Zhang Zhen, Lu Yanxun and others suddenly became anxious. Zhang Zhen clasped his hands and blurted out: "General, we are not young anymore. When Huo Qubing was eighteen years old, he became a captain and led his troops to conquer the Xiongnu."

"After reading some books, I learned how to quote scriptures." Wu Nian looked at him funny, and then retorted: "But you said it yourself. Huo Qubing joined the army at the age of eighteen."

"You're only fifteen. Let's wait until you're eighteen."

Zhang Zhen was not convinced, raised his head and said: "General, Huo Qubing and I are different. I am fat and strong. I am stronger at the age of fifteen than he is at the age of eighteen."

"I don't want to be a captain, I just want to be a small flag, a general flag. I can lead troops to fight against the Mongols and share the general's worries."

"I am willing to follow Brother Zhang to fight with the Meng Yuan people and share the general's worries." Lu Yanxun led his young brothers and responded to Zhang Zhen uniformly. The young man's voice was very clear.

Wu Nian looked at them with a smile. Zhang Zhen was his nephew. He had raised him as his son since he was a child. He was also honest and loyal, needless to say.

These young men are all beggar boys he brought back from Meng Yuan.

They are very loyal to each other. They have read books, understand things, and know loyalty and integrity.

Know your family, country and world.

They are all good children. I raised them here and trained them as generals. After training, they will become the mainstay of at least hundreds or thousands of families in the future.

But again, it’s too young. If the seedlings die in the sun, where will the rice be?

"No matter what you say, I won't allow it. Come with me to dinner. Mutton and good wine will warm you up."

Wu Nian smiled and refused, then greeted everyone and went to the restaurant.

Zhang Zhen and Lu Yanxun failed to achieve their goal of joining the army. They looked at each other, both dejected and deeply shocked.

But they didn't dare to mess around and could only follow Wu Nian.

After everyone sat in the restaurant for a long time, the soldiers came in carrying roasted mutton and many other wines and dishes.

After Wu Nian and the others had a good meal, they left the mansion and returned to the Fuhan General's Mansion.

It's freezing now. Although Wu Nian is not afraid of the cold, he doesn't want to be exposed to the cold either. After returning to the backyard, he went to Liu Xiang's room to keep warm.

Bedroom. Outhouse.

Liu Xiang couldn't sit still and was working as a female celebrity. Their sons, Wu Yu and Wu Ting, one was playing with the rocking horse and the other was crawling around on the ground.

"father."

After Wu Yu saw Wu Nian, he slowly got off the rocking horse, came to Wu Nian like a little adult, bowed and saluted.

As the saying goes, you see old age at the age of three.

Wu Nian felt that when his son grew up, he would be less worried than his eldest son.

"Good son." Wu Nian bent down and held Wu Yu in his arms, then came to Liu Xiang and sat down cross-legged, letting his son stand on the ground.

Liu Xiang looked up at the father and son, her little face full of happiness. But soon, her expression collapsed, and then she stretched out her hand towards Wu Nian.

"What's wrong?" Wu Nian asked a little strangely.

Suddenly, Liu Xiang's little hand grabbed a piece of Wu Nian's hair and pulled it out hard. Wu Nian's scalp hurt and he was even more surprised.

Liu Xiang's eyes turned red and she cried: "Brother, do you have gray hair?"

"Huh?!" Wu Nian looked at the white hair in Liu Xiang's hand in surprise. It was really white hair. He also felt a little dazed.

Speaking of which, it has been more than eight years since I traveled back in time.

Eight years ago in the winter, I became Wu Nian.

I'm almost thirty now.

In the past eight years, I have fought more than a hundred battles, almost every year. Injuries and bleeding are commonplace. Will I grow old quickly?

Not necessarily, it may be that something is missing that causes white hair.

"Don't cry. Everyone is born, old, sick, and dead. The important thing is not this, but whether this life is wonderful or not."

"My life has not been in vain these years."

"That's enough."

"Besides, I'm still young and can live for a long time. My life will be more exciting."

Wu Nian smiled and took the white hair from Liu Xiang's little hand, threw it into the charcoal stove, and watched it turn into ashes.

Cao Mengde said it well. An old man is always brave but his ambition is to reach a thousand miles.

Besides, I'm still a great guy.

Liu Xiang was still crying and couldn't stop. I really suffered a lot for our family and Liaodong.

I'm afraid it also affected Shouyuan.

It is said that women are made of water, and it is true. Wu Nian had no choice but to coax her. But it was not good.

Liu Xiang just cried.

Wu Yu, who was in Wu Nian's arms, looked at his parents for no apparent reason, but he did not cry. Instead, he kept Wu Nian's words in his heart.

Birth, old age, illness and death?

Isn’t life wonderful?

Before Wu Nian could coax Liu Xiang, the waiter's voice sounded outside the door.

"General. Liu Changshi has something to ask for."

Wu Nian had no choice but to comfort Liu Xiang one more time, let go of Wu Yu, got up and walked towards the door.

The shopkeeper is very relaxed.

But Liu Zhixing, the general manager, came to him, which means something big happened. But in this situation, what big thing is there?

Chunyuan, Xiong Wuwo, and Goguryeo unite to attack me?
Chapter completed!