Su Yuanyuan raised her eyes and looked at the beautiful young man against the light, her eyes solemn.
"Capital."
Under the Emperor's feet, even if war breaks out on this continent, it will not be affected.
But Su Yuanyuan has never thought about moving her whole family to the capital. She was born and raised here, has family and friends, and how could she be willing to let the family business she built with great difficulty just go away like this?
give up?
Seeing that she was still hesitant in this situation, Qi Fang was also a little anxious. What critical moment had it reached now? Why didn't she listen to the advice?
All battle reports from the frontier were sent to the capital one by one. His imperial sister wrote three urgent letters urging him to go back. His eldest brother had already left yesterday, making it clear that he wanted to abandon the city of Fushishan.
He really regarded Jiang Zhiyi as a friend and didn't want to see him suffer, so he kindly reminded him.
Seeing that Su Yuanyuan was still stubborn, Qi Fang was discouraged. He couldn't be blamed for this.
Jiang Wenzheng came back very late that night. He took off his outer robe, sat on a stool and gently rubbed his chin. The dark blue under his eyes revealed how tired he was at the moment.
Su Yuanyuan had just finished washing and wiping her hair and came in from outside. She looked up and ran into Jiang Wenzheng's plain eyes.
His voice was slightly hoarse, and he waved to Su Yuanyuan, "Yuanyuan, come here."
Su Yuanyuan didn't know why. Jiang Wenzheng was sitting at the table. The dim candlelight cast light and shadow on his face, and the man's outline became soft.
She walked up to him obediently, her slim figure looming under the gauze nightgown.
Jiang Wenzheng put his arms around her, hooked her slender waist and brought her to him.
Jiang Xuan has been surveying the situation outside in the past few days, and a hundred thousand troops from the Zibei tribe have already headed towards the direction of Mount Fushi.
If you go fast, you will arrive at Gishan City in three days. By then, there will be a massacre in Gishan City, and there will be countless dead souls.
He was hesitating whether to stay and defend the Qishan City or move to the south with his whole family.
Su Yuanyuan was overwhelmed by his low mood and could only gently caress his back with her hand.
"what's wrong?"
She asked softly, but she clearly felt that Jiang Wenzheng seemed to have something to say, but he seemed to have some scruples and held back all the words.
Jiang Wenzheng raised his head and looked at Su Yuanyuan. In the end, he just replied in a plain-sounding voice, "It's okay, go to sleep."
Late at night, Jiang Wenzheng secretly made a decision.
If this Qishan City is conquered, then the ten states and eight counties in the future will inevitably be conquered in succession. By then, the capital will definitely be in the hands of the Zibei people, and where will they be able to go even if they migrate.
Therefore, someone must guard this Qishan City, but he also has to make plans for Su Yuanyuan.
Suzhou and Hangzhou have prosperous commerce and are protected by the Ganges River. It is difficult for wars to spread there. Besides, Su Yuanyuan always has so many weird ideas in her head. Going there will definitely allow her to develop.
Opportunity for punches and kicks.
With this calculation in his mind, he had figured out a way out for Su Yuanyuan in a short period of time.
If he can hold on to the city of Qishan, he can have peace and prosperity for the country and the people for a period of time. If he can't hold on, then his body will be wrapped in horse leather and buried anywhere. It would be too shameless to face the ancestors of the Jiang family.
The next morning, Jiang Wenzheng got up early and prepared breakfast for Su Yuanyuan. He stood at the table and waited quietly for Su Yuanyuan to wake up.
Until Chen time, the sun hung in the sky, sparse clouds floated across the sky, and the air gradually became muggy.
As soon as his ears moved, he heard a thin rustling sound coming from the back room. When he heard the sound, he saw Su Yuanyuan walking out of the back room wearing thin clothes.
The first thing she looked at was not Jiang Wenzheng, but the steaming porridge on the table and the food in the grate.
Su Yuanyuan had just woken up. It could be said that she had no image at all. She stretched out her little paws to grab something to eat.
Only when she stretched out her hand halfway was Jiang Wenzheng's big hand patting it down.
She covered her hands pitifully, her mouth almost watering down as she looked at the food on the table.
"Go wash up first."
Jiang Wenzheng spoke helplessly, but when he met Su Yuanyuan's eyes, he could only compromise.
He rolled up his sleeves, picked up a small steamed bun and approached Su Yuanyuan.
Su Yuanyuan happily opened her mouth and bit it, her mouth full of meaty aroma.
Jiang Wenzheng thought for a while, then slowly opened his mouth and explained the current situation to Su Yuanyuan, "The Zibei tribe may attack Qishan City in the next few days. You and Ayi will go to hide somewhere else first. I will ask Jiang
The second master has bought you a small yard and shop in Suzhou, so you can make a living by doing some business there."
Su Yuanyuan was stunned for a moment. Her brain could not digest what Jiang Wenzheng said.
The Zibei tribe is coming to attack Qishan City. Why should she take Jiang Zhiyi to Suzhou and Jiang Wenzheng?
She stood there in a daze, "What about you?"
After he thought about her and took care of everything for her, why was there no trace of him?
"Jiang Wenzheng, what do you mean?"
This was the first time Su Yuanyuan called him by his first name, her slightly narrowed eyes gradually dimmed, and even her voice became colder.
Jiang Wenzheng was stunned for a moment, and even his throat felt tight and painful.
"Yuanyuan, listen to me..."
Su Yuanyuan took off half of the bun she was biting, glanced at Jiang Wenzheng angrily, hit him on the head with her hand, turned around and left.
Jiang Wenzheng looked away in embarrassment and clenched his hands helplessly.
He raised his eyes to look at the woman's leaving figure, and his heart seemed to be held tightly by someone.
And on the official road more than ten kilometers away, a small carriage was swaying toward the west direction of Fishan City.
A middle-aged man was sitting on the wooden plank in front of him driving the carriage. He looked extremely unshaven and unshaven after sleeping in the open air all the way.
"Madam, you can see the children after passing the top of the mountain."
Ye Han raised the riding whip in his hand and turned his head slightly to talk to the people in the carriage.
The curtain of the carriage was lifted from the inside, and a beautiful woman poked her head out from inside.
Her face was a bit sickly, but when she saw the towering mountain in the west, she couldn't help but raise her eyes and reveal a faint smile.
"Can you please hurry up?"
She angrily blamed Ye Han who was sitting outside driving the carriage. The horse was still the same war horse as before, but it was moving slowly now.
Of course Ye Han knew how she wanted to see the children earlier, but he was really worried about her health.
