"Don't be angry, madam. I'll help you take a look next time you go down the mountain."
Mrs. Pei still looked unhappy, but she reluctantly agreed, and turned around to ask Su Yuanyuan about Wujiapo.
"Madam, can you tell us something about Wujiapo?"
Mrs. Pei moved her buttocks closer to Su Yuanyuan. Even the other ladies came forward and looked at Su Yuanyuan with their big eyes blinking, looking at her eagerly, waiting for her to speak.
During these days together, Su Yuanyuan worked and weaved with them. Su Yuanyuan did not have the airs of those rich people in the city. Instead, she was approachable and spoke in a gentle, gentle and soft manner, which made people feel comfortable when they saw her.
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Su Yuanyuan felt guilty, "Wujiapo tells the story that Xue Pinggui, the king of Xiliang, knew that his wife Wang Baochuan was still alive, so he came back to see her and met her. It's just that when he was in Wujiapo, Xue Pinggui was afraid of Wang Baochuan for eighteen years.
After betraying him, he was tested again and again, and finally the two recognized each other."
After hearing this story, the ladies frowned deeply, and in their hearts they sympathized with the woman who had stayed in the cold kiln for eighteen years.
"This Wang Baochuan is so pitiful. He has been guarding the cold kiln for eighteen years."
"That's right, if there had been no news from my family for eighteen years, I would have run away long ago."
Madam Pei sat closest to Su Yuanyuan. After hearing Wang Baochuan's story, she deeply sympathized with her, "Will Wang Baochuan become the queen after they get to know each other?"
Now that the two of them have recognized each other, Xue Pinggui should compensate her well to make up for the debt over the past eighteen years.
But Su Yuanyuan sighed softly, "Xue Pinggui made her the Queen of the East Palace, and Princess Zhan was the Queen of the West Palace. But she only served as queen for eighteen years before she died."
They never expected such an ending. Even Jiang Wenzheng, who was listening quietly on the side, couldn't help but turn his head.
But after thinking about it carefully, I felt that although this was unexpected, it was also reasonable. Wang Baochuan had suffered in the cold kiln for eighteen years and was fine. How could he become ill after being the queen for eighteen days?
Those ladies have been living in the villa, but they don't know all these twists and turns. They just feel that it is a pity that Wang Baochuan died, and they did not have time to enjoy the blessings.
The bonfire party was held until very late, and people went back to their homes after having enough food and drinks, singing cheerful songs.
Su Yuanyuan also supported Jiang Wenzheng and walked slowly towards their yard.
The yard was not big, so Su Yuanyuan went to bed to rest after a simple wash, but Jiang Wenzheng tossed and turned and couldn't sleep, all he could think about was the story Su Yuanyuan just told.
If he disappears one day, will Su Yuanyuan wait for him for eighteen years?
As soon as this thought appeared, Jiang Wenzheng quickly pushed it out of his mind. He lowered his head and looked at the sweet little girl sleeping on his chest. His heart felt soft. No, if there is a war in the future, no matter how miserable the conditions are.
, he will take her with him, no matter who she entrusts her to, he will not trust her.
Birds were chirping quietly outside the window, and they were huddled in their nests and closing their eyes to rest. It was quiet all around and everything was sleeping.
The next day, Su Yuanyuan got up early to see the workers building the breeding farm in the north.
Building a house is not as simple as digging a well. It can be completed in two or three days. When she went to see it, the workers had just laid the foundation and carts of bricks were being transported up the mountain.
She drew a rough sketch for the workers, two rows of long houses, divided into many compartments, and the windows were still empty.
She planned to raise piglets in one row and chickens, ducks and geese in the other row of houses, so that the villa would be more lively.
The reclamation of the rice fields next to Lanyue Lake in the west was also going very smoothly. Su Yuanyuan specifically asked people to avoid the location of the tomb and even had people surround it with a small fence.
The people in this tomb are probably Qi Rui's relatives, so planting straw on someone's grave is really unjustifiable.
When the sun went down, Su Yuanyuan and Jiang Wenzheng returned to the city in an open-air carriage.
Dongyuan was busy with family matters these days, so he left it to Liufang to pick up Little Douding from school. Since the two children had to play together after school, he asked him to bring them back in the evening.
Although he was a little tired from farm work these days, he was still free and did not have to be Jiang Zhiyi's mother-in-law.
Half of the setting sun disappeared on the horizon, and the golden sunlight shone on the three of them.
Jiang Wenzheng lazily supported the wooden board behind him, squinting his eyes slightly and looking at Su Yuanyuan, who was sitting opposite her and had her hair messed up by the breeze.
Qingyi also waved his riding crop leisurely, everything was so comfortable and comfortable.
It wasn't until the three of them were at the gate of the city that they saw a group of people, led by two men wearing gray-brown riding uniforms. Both of them had arm guards on their arms and leather belts around their waists, covered with
There are rivets, and there is a small beast in the center that bites the belt.
Behind them were no fewer than fifty soldiers wearing light armor, each holding a long spear in his hand.
When he saw clearly, they were no more than 200 meters away from the team. Qingyi turned around and looked at Jiang Wenzheng. It would be too obvious to turn around at this time.
Jiang Wenzheng was not nervous at all, and waved his hand to let him move on.
Su Yuanyuan suddenly remembered what the old sister-in-law said at the vegetable market, that the Mongols were rioting and restless, and the war was about to start.
Now that I see such a group of soldiers here, I can't help but become nervous. Is the war really coming soon?
But she hasn't stocked up the food and is not ready yet.
The carriage gradually approached the group of soldiers, and the two leaders turned around when they heard the sound.
The two looked similar, and they seemed to be brothers. However, one had a kind look on his face, and both looked gentle when he turned to look at Su Yuanyuan's carriage.
He gently pulled the reins to ask the horse to make room for the approaching carriage, but the man on the side just glanced at it. Seeing that the man had made room, he pulled the reins impatiently, and even the man sitting under him
The horses gasped for breath from their nostrils and shook their heads in dissatisfaction, trying to break free from the restraints of the reins.
The carriage creaked and creaked, and Ye Zhiren looked at Ye Zhixing beside him angrily, "Brother, why haven't you come down with this document? Is Su Ji a hard worker?"
His brows were full of anxiety, and even his tone of voice was not good.
But Ye Zhixing on the side did not reply to his words, but instead stared at the man on the carriage non-stop.
This was the first time that he saw his elder brother being distracted and not listening to anyone, so he looked over curiously.
The man was sitting sideways on the carriage, with his back facing them as it passed by, and he only saw the man's stern profile.
