When Tiejiang Zhao saw Su Yuanyuan coming, he excitedly showed her what he had accomplished these days. Su Yuanyuan responded with an embarrassed expression, but she felt really guilty in her heart.
Thinking back to the first time I met Blacksmith Zhao, the man was still a middle-aged man with good energy. His bun was wrapped in a strip of cloth and his eyes were very bright.
If it weren't for the fact that there were no drugs in this era, Su Yuanyuan would have thought he was taking drugs.
On the other hand, although his wife is still chubby, she is becoming more delicate and beautiful.
Su Yuanyuan drew a diagram of Jiang Wenzheng's leg bones early in the morning. She handed the black iron to Blacksmith Zhao and told him to build it carefully and not make any mistakes.
Blacksmith Zhao listened carefully and responded to everything one by one.
Su Yuanyuan is not idle these days. If Xuan Tie is built, she can directly perform surgery on Jiang Wenzheng. She will have to prepare anti-inflammatory drugs for Jiang Wenzheng in advance.
In this era, there were no antibiotics and amoxicillin, so Su Yuanyuan could only find a way to use other things instead.
She had been reading medical books in the shop these days, and when she came across good ideas, she wrote them down in her notebook, trying to find the best way to treat Jiang Wenzheng.
The morning went by very quickly, and the return point arrived almost in the blink of an eye.
These days, she called Dong Yuan back, and the task of cooking was once again handed over to Dong Yuan's hands.
The group of female workers in charge of processing in the backyard were all smiling. Finally, they no longer had to eat the unpalatable food.
Dongyuan looked at the pedestrians on the street during her free time. She didn't know when the number of officers and soldiers patrolling the streets increased. Usually there was only one group patrolling, but now she and Su Yuanyuan saw four groups of patrolling officers and soldiers in the morning.
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Su Yuanyuan held her head in deep thought, there was something wrong with the development of this matter.
She thought about it carefully, when did the number of officers and soldiers suddenly increase?
It seems that the time she saw the spies in Mongolian clothes were arrested. Since then, the number of officers and soldiers patrolling the streets has increased. Even the gates of the city, which are usually loosely managed, are guarded by soldiers. Foreigners must be registered when passing through.
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At midnight, Qingyi was about to pick up Xiao Douding from school. Su Yuanyuan reminded him specifically and asked him to send a message to Jiang Wenzheng that he would not pick him up from get off work today.
And she packed her things, carried her own small medicine box, and went to the East Market to buy groceries with Dongyuan.
As the sun sets, the number of people in the vegetable market has become sparse, and there are still people squatting there waiting for those who want to buy vegetables for the evening market and want to sell all their vegetables.
Su Yuanyuan walked absent-mindedly with Dong Yuan, she was not really buying groceries.
Most of the people who sell vegetables in the vegetable market are women in their thirties and forties. They are talkative. Of course, because they love gossip, they can grasp the latest information and can be called the latest intelligence agents.
Sure enough, when Dongyuan was picking carrots, Su Yuanyuan squatted aside and pretended to pick the dishes. She mentioned it casually, and the woman immediately picked up the conversation.
"It's not because of those Mongolian spies who caused trouble a few days ago!"
She moved closer, her eyes constantly looking around, and her voice kept low.
"I'm telling you, I heard from an official's servant that civil strife broke out in Mongolia a few days ago! There was a famine last year, and their leaders wanted to attack us! That's why they have stepped up their defenses!"
So that’s it. I’m afraid that the Mongolian spy who worked a few days ago came to inquire about the news first. If he really found out, wouldn’t Fishan City be in danger?
When the old sister-in-law saw Dong Yuan weighing the dishes, she quoted the price to her. She also kindly reminded Su Yuanyuan that this year was not peaceful and that she should prepare some food in advance. In case of war, there would be a famine.
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Su Yuanyuan was thinking the same thing. If a war really broke out, this city would become extremely dangerous. All the original order would be broken. Where would they go to eat?
With this in mind, she went to a place that sold seeds and bought a lot of rapeseeds and rice seeds. Now the small villa she had rented could be put to good use.
In the Shuren Academy in the West City, Jiang Zhiyi waited and waited, but did not see the sunny and cheerful young man.
He tugged on the strap of his schoolbag, looking downcast. Did something happen to Qi Fang? Why didn't you say anything to him?
Qingyi looked at his depressed look and touched his little head with his big hand, "Go home."
Jiang Zhiyi nodded and walked slowly home with Qingyi on his short legs.
At the east gate of Qishan City, two young men were riding on tall horses. One of the young men was wearing a plain brocade round-neck gown with a peony embroidered on his chest, which made him as bright as jade. He was looking forward to it.
Looking into the distance, his eyebrows couldn't help but feel anxious.
"Liu Fang, did you say you would come today?"
The exile on the other side pulled the reins and tried to subdue the restless horse, frowning and looking into the distance.
"His Royal Highness wrote that he would come today."
"With Su Ji watching over this Qishan City, is the eldest brother still afraid of the Ye brothers?"
The border areas are in turmoil these days, and Mongolian invasions have occurred in many places. This city is located at the junction of the three countries. If it is attacked, the peaceful situation that has been maintained for decades will be broken.
By then it will not be as simple as just the Mongolians rioting.
The Xiliang Kingdom is strong and heavily armed, while the Nanjiang Kingdom has ulterior motives. If it is not protected, some mischief will come out, and Daqi's situation will become even more difficult.
War is not terrible. What is terrible is that war will bring suffering to the people.
During these days when Qi Fang was traveling abroad, he also saw the hardships of ordinary people and made friends of his own. He really didn't want to see the war break out, so when his imperial sister called him back, he resolutely chose to stay.
Ganshan.
His friends are here, and his people are here.
If a war breaks out, he will never hide in the rear and live with his country.
When the last light of the sun disappeared on the horizon and the sky was filled with orange-red sunset glow, a simple carriage was seen swaying from the east.
Qi Fang's eyes lit up, he whipped his horse and headed forward to meet him.
"Brother!"
The carriage slowly stopped on the side of the road, and first a slender hand stretched out from it.
The hand was white and delicate, the nails were trimmed to a perfect arc, and there was an emerald green jade ring on his thumb, which looked noble and elegant at first glance.
The curtain was opened, and a man with hair tied in a jade crown sat inside.
He put one hand on his knees and held up the door curtain with the other. When he saw Qi Fang, he showed a faint smile.
"Ah Fang."
His eyes are beautiful peach blossoms, which always give people the illusion of tenderness and affection when he looks at people.
Under the high bridge of the nose are thin red lips, slightly raised like a spring breeze blowing on the face.
The man's appearance is not particularly beautiful, but he always gives people a comfortable feeling.
