After spring, the climate in Mozhou became warmer, and it was no longer as biting as before. However, compared with the Western Qinlai, in Ye Wan's opinion, the winter in Dayan was not considered winter, but it was a little bit pediatric.

Although it was still cold and cold, green grass buds gradually emerged on the land of Mozhou after the flood, and there was vitality everywhere. It drizzled lightly above Mozhou City. As the saying goes, spring rain is like oil and moist. Mozhou City, which has just been baptized by war, gradually exudes a sense of vitality. Even the people of Mozhou are not as devastated as before, and are becoming more and more accustomed to the days of accompanying the soldiers of the Western Army.

The dam outside Mozhou City cannot be exposed so carelessly, allowing the land to collapse and blow the wind and sun. Before the summer flood season arrives, it is necessary to rebuilt the dam.

The Zhenxi Army had no intention of moving forward to Wuzhou for the time being. So, after practicing, Ye Wan rushed to the edge of the dam with a small whip and became a porter to help the people of Mozhou recast the dam.

The only one who uses excellent soldiers as porters, mattresses and bricklayers is probably Ye Wan.

Ye Wan placed a few bunches of freshly picked little white flowers in the morning in front of the hero's tomb outside Mozhou City, and suddenly found that General Xie's tomb was already filled with a large pile of small white flowers with dew. She raised her eyebrows slightly and led Xiao Hui leisurely towards the direction of the dam.

After occupying Mozhou City, Chu Hui became more and more busy. As soon as the magistrate of Mozhou had long gone to where he had been due to the war. There was no one in charge except the people in the entire Mozhou City. All the complicated official duties fell on Chu Hui. He wanted to refuse to throw things to others, but who knew that at this time, the officials all began to pretend to be dead, and they were lying with their eyes open and they said they could not read.

Especially Zhen Yu and Duan Hongyang, their ability to tell lies is very good. They would even rather go to the dam to be a porter to help than sit in the prefectural palace and watch the big pile of official documents.

Also, General Zhen and his left guards who were supposed to move to Mozhou City immediately slowed down their journey, fearing that they would be pulled to the tyrants by Chu Hui. It was a joke that if they wanted them to fight, they would be able to do such civil servants, they would not be able to kill them.

Chu Hui didn't have the courage to let Ye Wan handle the chores in Mozhou. In this way, General Chu, who was talking nonsense, was cheated by his subordinates. Except for Chi Yu who was serious about Chu Hui reading at night, half of the other figure could not be seen.

Ye Wan became even more leisurely. After arranging the soldiers and soldiers guarding the city, they would stare at others in practice or the supervision project of the dam every day. She touched her chin. If she didn't fight in the future, she might ask King Yu to ask for a seat to the Minister of Works to sit... But after she sat down, what would she ask Secretary Yao to do? Speaking of Secretary Yao, Ye Wan was not worried about Secretary Yao's problem. The court was now having a headache about the war, and he would not think of torture Secretary Yao to put him on the tank for a while. Even Mozhou is not considered to be a court of the Dayan court. Naturally, there would be no blame for the problems with the dam in Mozhou. It was just that I had to work hard these days and I suffered a little in prison.

Before she could walk to the dam, she heard Duan Hongyang's loud voice: "Hey, I said, this can't be put like this. You put it here to block others' walk! Take it away quickly...what? Where to put it? How do I know where to put it?"

Ye Wan felt that she had already gotten up early enough, but she didn't expect that these guys had gotten up earlier than her. I guess they had arrived here before dawn. But listening to the footsteps, the number of people seemed to be wrong.

The remaining soldiers and generals of the Zhenxi Army were only 50,000. It was already difficult to patrol the post of Mozhou City. It was difficult to prevent the sudden attack in Wuzhou. Only a few hundred people could be divided into help rebuild the dam. Now it seems that there are more than a hundred people? Ye Wan thought of the big white flower he saw just now in front of the hero's tomb. The corners of his mouth twitched, and walked through the forest and quickly towards the dam.

"General Xie?" Ye Lang raised his brow and immediately saw Xie Qingwen's face that was sweating and was covered in mud.

Xie Qingwen shouldn't be staying with General Zhen at the moment, how could he appear here? It seems that he had just arrived and was pulled to be a strong man before he even entered Mozhou City. If he entered Mozhou City, Ye Wan wouldn't have known it.

"Well," Xie Qingwen glanced at Duan Hongyang and complained to Ye Wan with his eyes, meaning Duan Hongyang, the bastard, exploited them. He smiled helplessly and said, "General Chu sent a letter to the left guard camp, saying that the manpower in Mozhou City was scarce. We were driven over to help."

General Zhen is also a black-hearted person... Ye Wan thought to himself. He didn't want to accompany Chu Hui to deal with those headache-inducing official duties, but instead sent these "capitals of war" to be porters. These Xie family troops were also in trouble. However, when he saw them, Ye Wan understood who was the little white flowers in front of General Xie's tomb. "Why are you the ones?" There were probably only a thousand people here, but it was more than enough to rebuild the dam.

"Maybe General Zhen is afraid that we will come here at once, and the 50,000 troops under your command will not be able to suppress us. But even if they are asked to come here first, they will almost set off, and it will not take long to arrive." Mozhou City is too close to Wuzhou, and only 50,000 people are still a bit dangerous here. Although General Zhen said that he didn't want to come to help with official business, he still dared not delay the business.

Ye Wan's mouth twitched again, saying that he was afraid that the Zhenxi Army would not be able to suppress the Xie family army... Maybe he was afraid that they would see the scene of the hero tomb and could not stand the stimulation. It would be difficult for 50,000 people to comfort them. But that's true. The 50,000 Xie family army is already the only remaining Xie family army. Even if Xie Qingwen, who is a prisoner of war, can inherit the title of Marquis of Dingguo in the future, it is still a matter of whether he can inherit the title of Marquis of Dingguo in the future.

If it were King Yu, he would not have been wronged by the Marquis of Dingguo and Xie Qingwen. Ye Wan thought about it and asked hesitantly: "You... have you already seen General Xie?"

Xie Qingwen's smile faded, and he nodded and said, "Well, we have all gone to see it. Those fools have cried for a while." He pointed to the soldiers of the Xie family who were trying hard to help on the dam in the distance. "Although he had already cried when he heard the news, it seemed a bit difficult to accept when they saw it with their own eyes."

"You..." Ye Wan opened his mouth and wanted to ask, "Do you want to cry?" Finally, he closed his mouth. As his own son, how could Xie Qingwen not feel uncomfortable? How could he be as calm as he is now? But he is the only general of the 50,000 people. He cannot show his fragility in front of everyone, and cannot cry as much as they want. "I'm sorry." She said dryly.

Xie Qingwen chuckled: "What's wrong with me? I'm just a different position, I can't blame you." He thought for a while and said: "And... this is what my father thought and hoped. Treat him truly as a soldier, rather than as a friend who has known for a long time, with mercy. I think my father was happy even when he was defeated."

Ye Wan thought to herself that she could not see whether General Xie was happy or not, but it was true that he felt relieved. He worked hard for such a court, even if there were many people behind him who needed his protection, he would definitely feel very uncomfortable. At present, there was no need to go against his heart anymore. He would definitely feel more relaxed than anyone else if he was loyal to a king and loved such a country.

"So, you don't have to worry about me." Xie Qingwen raised his eyebrows and said, "I am not as vulnerable as you think. As the son of the general, I have been ready to die, and of course I am also ready to face the news of my father's death. Everyone has their own way to go. If others go, I, Xie Qingwen, can also go." General Zhen sent him over without hesitation when he received the news of General Chu. He must have thought so. I hope he can accompany his father more during the period before the war.

Ye Wan nodded. She had never lost her relatives, nor did she want to experience it. She didn't know what such pain was. But whether it was Zhen Yu, Xie Qingwen, or General Zhen, their performance was admired and awe-inspiring.

She looked at the dam that was gradually clearing out under the soldiers, and sighed quietly: "If the dam explodes, it can be recovered. If the life is gone, it seems that it is really gone."

...

The spring of the Western Qin Dynasty came later than that of the Great Yan. At this time, the snow melted, revealing the original appearance and solid land covered by the snow.

In Prince Lie's mansion, the old butler hesitated and knocked on the door of the study room, and heard the sound of coughing coming from inside. "Come in."

Yuan Zhen crossed his hands gracefully, sitting at the desk looking at a book, his handsome face became more pale and transparent. The old housekeeper even felt that such a prince had a bit more human-like spirit. Such a prince was even more and more like the third son, as if he was sick.

"When?" But even Yuan Zhen was sick, the demeanor and power he possessed were not comparable to that of ordinary people. He raised his eyes slightly, and the look at the old housekeeper was unclear. It was as dark as a dark pool, making people unable to see what he was thinking.

Even the old housekeeper who has been in the palace for so many years has never dared to watch the prince speak. He handed over the letter in his hand and whispered: "The letter sent from Yan Palace is said to be urgent. I hope the prince can read it."

"Oh?" Yuan Zhen raised his lips and smiled coldly, "Yangong? Why, the woman named Zeng finally couldn't help but jump, deeply realizing the gap between him and Xiao Tianming." Everyone in the world knew that Yanjing was in civil strife at this time, and the meaning of sending the letter from Yangong was obvious. He turned the letter on his fingertips and gently pinched it into his palm. When he opened it again, only a piece of powder was left in his palm.

The butler lowered his head and did not dare to look at it again. Naturally, he did not dare to ask why the prince destroyed it without looking at the letter.

"Silly woman." Yuan Zhen said quietly, "If there are any things sent from Yanjing in the future, you don't have to come to me again." Want to use him to attack Xiao Tianming? Zeng Rushui is not good at using his brain or thinks he is not good at using his brain? No matter what conditions Zeng Rushui proposes, should he just think that Yuan Zhen will agree? "I want to see, under Xiao Tianming's hands, how long can Zeng Rushui last? After so long, it's time for her to spit out all the things that do not belong to her."

"Yes." The housekeeper said softly. Just as he was about to quit, he heard Yuan Zhen ask again: "What is the princess doing recently?"

The old butler hesitated for a moment and replied: "The Empress is still preparing the flowers and seeds sown in spring as before. Sometimes she would write letters to the third young master, but she never sent the letters and tore them off after writing them. Maybe she didn't want to disturb the third young master."

"Oh." Yuan Zhen responded expressionlessly, and no emotion could be seen in his cold eyes. "Jing'er... He should be dealing with Fengxian City in Jiangbei. Please let her go." His eyes were dim and unclear, and the old housekeeper was frightened.

"Yes, Prince." He responded tremblingly.

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