Chen Yongsheng's heart was still full of trouble, and he thought they had discovered their food.

Chen Yongsheng pulled Fan Lizheng to the side: "What are you going to get involved?"

Fan Li said righteously: "Then what are you doing? Are you saving food for war? Is this secretly giving it to General Song?"

"Just in case," Chen Yongshengdao, "we planted a lot of food this year."

Fan Li was straightening his back: "We have grown a lot, why are you the only ones who can store grain? Although the male young man in our village has married several times this year, they all came to the spring farming process. Although you, the female family in Chenjia Village, can do work, ours is not bad."

Chen Yongsheng didn't know what Fan Lizheng was good, and those who didn't know thought they were fighting for something good.

Fan Lizheng said: "Besides, don't think I don't know. There are not only grains but also medicinal materials in your village, we also need to exert some effort. There are not many things, and if you definitely refuse to accept them, we will all be discharged at the foot of the mountain. You can do it!"

Chen Yongsheng didn't know what to say.

Fan Li said, "Everyone is anxious when fighting in Baimaling, especially the commander is General Song. We all hope that the general can return to victory. The best food can be used, but not... it is regarded as a treasury warehouse in Zhenzhou."

When Miss Xie said that the charity warehouse was charity, everyone agreed, but the situation in each village was different. Just like there were only twelve households left in Beishan Village, how much food could be produced? Even though refugees later became naturalized, the refugees' houses had to be rebuilt and they couldn't take care of themselves. Where could they have spare time?

But Fan Li forced himself to collect food and medicinal materials from the village.

"You earn more, you get more," said Fan Lizheng. "The boy in our village said that the rice in Chenjia Village was mixed with coarse grains and no longer made meat pies."

When Fan Lizheng heard this, he came back to the point. Who said that the Yichuang only had free money? That was saved by the entire village.

If Chenjia Village can save them, they can’t save them?

During spring plowing, everyone uses farm tools from the government office to start a cow.

Chen Yongsheng couldn't resist Fan Lizheng and asked again and again: "I won't ask if you have enough rice, whether it's enough rice or coarse grains, is it enough for the whole village to eat?"

"Enough," Fan Li said, "We didn't keep the millet, and the eldest lady said that it was easy to store, and there was also some rice. The village could eat coarse grains, and those medicinal materials were kept and sold."

Chen Yongsheng sighed and agreed, followed Fan Lizheng to send the things to the shed, and then carefully recorded the accounts.

The whole town has not rested these days.

Several villages sneaked into hiding grain and medicinal materials, and their eyes were red. When the daylight came, they were like nothing happened, and they should do whatever they should do.

When Xie Liangchen took Qu Chengmei into the shed to see, Qu Chengmei's nose was sore and she almost burst into tears.

The taxes in Zhenzhou were paid, military rations were raised, and most of the remaining grains were sent to the shed. Thinking about the hard work of everyone during the spring plowing, everyone has taken them out now.

Xie Liangchen said: "It may not be possible to use it, just in case." There is really a need, and there is not enough food, but these medicinal materials can be used to cope with it for a while.

This left a way out for General Song.

After all, Zhenzhou is General Song's place, so he has to make some plans for General Song outside the court. Xie Liangchen hopes that Song Xian can come back safely.

It is unlikely to be injured at all, but don't suffer too much injuries.

As the army headed north, Xie Liangchen often couldn't sleep at night and thought too much in his mind.

Sometimes I suddenly remembered my previous life. Song Xian did not follow this path in his previous life. He changed his constitution in this life. No one knows whether it will be smooth.

Especially when Xie Liangchen saw Song Xian’s letter, saying that he had taken people to Daizhou and had already found Mr. Zhang, he felt something again.

Song Xian is still the scary Song Xian in his previous life. There is nothing he dared not do.

Before the war, I took people through the checkpoints and went deep into Daizhou. You can imagine what the situation was. In order not to disturb the people of the previous dynasty, I would definitely not have many people. If I accidentally noticed it...

It was not easy for the soldiers of the previous dynasty to surround Song Xian?

Those who dare to take risks like this will never find a second one.

Xie Liangchen ordered Chang Yue: "If you have news from Baimaling, please tell me anytime."

Chang Yue frowned and asked hesitantly: "Miss, do you want to know the military newspaper in Baimaling or do you want to know the news about the uncle?"

"If it is a military newspaper, I will ask you to inquire about the situation of the war. If you are concerned about the uncle, I will ask if the uncle is sick or injured."

Xie Liangchen frowned, and suddenly remembered what Song Xian said to her in his ears. Chang Yue was really...

Xie Liangchen struggled and said, "What's the difference?"

Chang Yue looked solemn: "People who win the battle may also be injured. When they were fighting against the Liao people before, the old man fell down after returning to the camp and had not stood up for several days. There were not many people in my hand. It was still different to stare at the military camp or the old man. If I were to keep an eye on it, it would be fine when it was okay. If I encountered an emergency, I had to choose one of them."

Seeing that Chang Yue was determined to explain the matter more clearly, Xie Liangchen hurriedly reached out to stop him: "Inquiring about the uncle!" Song Xian was fine, and there would be no mistake in the war.

Chang Yue responded: "Okay, I'll let someone watch it." That's right. There is no servant who can't do anything, only a master who can't explain it clearly.

Carriages and horses were constantly coming and going on the official road.

On the first day of August, the Great Qi sent troops to the Eight Prefectures. Song Xian was named General of the Western Expedition and Du Zhuo divided his troops east and west into the Eight Prefectures.

Although the Daqi took the initiative to send troops, the northern prefectures and counties were still affected, with fewer merchants coming and going, and the streets were far less prosperous than before.

Some people can't escape with their families.

However, there are still many people busy collecting herbs on the mountain.

Old Mrs. Chen now has two more things every day, that is, she would whisper in front of the stove for a while every morning and evening, so that the Kitchen God would bless General Song and be invincible.

Afraid that Old Mrs. Song was anxious, Old Mrs. Chen would take her granddaughter and grandson to the Song family from time to time and talk to the old lady several times.

Old Mrs. Song was in good spirits, as if she had been used to it for a long time. She pulled Old Mrs. Chen to talk and laugh, and even took the three of them to see Song Xian's study with great interest.

Old Mrs. Song pointed and said, "Look, this is not like the house of a child in his twenties? I think people in their seventies and eighties are just like this. They should do whatever they are at the age of the kang, and they should play and play. When they should get married, they should choose a good daughter to marry them."

Old Mrs. Chen nodded as she heard this. When she talked about peeing on the kang, she also glanced at her grandson.

Chen Zigeng just wanted to remind Mrs. Chen not to put her spirit on him. When the general slept next to him, he would not pee on the kang.

Old Mrs. Chen smiled and said, "When General Song wins this time, it is not easy to tell General Song that marriage is not easy. No one will agree to any daughter of any family."
Chapter completed!