Song Tantian transmigrated to ancient times, becoming a five-and-a-half-year-old little sprout. In a chaotic, famine-stricken world, surrounded by danger, she immediately faced the immense change o...
After the cement was made, the construction of the city wall began. Ye Moxun researched the materials and personally designed the city wall, which was absolutely solid, thick and towering, with super strong defensive capabilities.
Anyone standing outside can immediately feel its imposing and magnificent presence.
This year was the most lively New Year that Song Tantan had experienced since transmigrating to this world, mainly because there were so many people. Although the north and the capital were once again engulfed in war, Xifeng was safe and peaceful. The people were still in the mood to set off firecrackers after their New Year's Eve dinner, and the cheers of children could be heard from time to time.
It's much noisier than Songlin Village.
On the first day of the Lunar New Year, Song Tantan and Ye Moxun led the others out for a stroll. They found that there weren't many people on the street, and it had started snowing early in the morning. Even holding a hot water bottle, they felt cold.
"The shops are all closed, and no one wants to go out in this weather. Relatives still need to visit each other for the New Year. I wonder how my sister and brother are doing this New Year. I miss them." Xiao Tao's eyes were red, but she held back her tears.
I really hope that the world can be at peace soon, so that my older sister, brother-in-law, younger brother, and younger sister can all come and live in Fengcheng together, and then we won't have to be separated.
Although they live well now and have earned a lot of money, they will miss home and their families after a while. Songlin Village is too far away, and it takes at least two months to go back and forth. They did not go back to spend the Spring Festival with their families, and they do not know when they will be able to go back after the Spring Festival.
A group of young men and women were all somewhat saddened.
"Going back is impossible unless you've all agreed on a marriage." Song Zhuiyan couldn't stand the oppressive atmosphere and broke the silence with a cold voice.
"Master Song, when are you and Master Zhong getting married? Aren't you going back to the village to hold the wedding?" Ah Zhu asked tentatively, scratching his head.
"It seems there's no way we can go back. Who knows what will happen in the future?" The wise king in the north is fighting fiercely with the Hu and Qiang people, and the capital is in complete chaos.
The Crown Prince was killed by the Duke of Zhenguo, and the palace was controlled by the Duke of Zhenguo. Liu Chengyu was about to lead his troops into the capital to attack the Duke of Zhenguo. He knew he couldn't do it alone, so he wrote to Xifeng, hoping that Zhong Qingyi could lend him a hand.
Ye Moxun was still considering this matter. He would definitely help, but he couldn't let the Duke of Zhenguo gain power. If the Duke of Zhenguo gained the world, it would be no different from Duke gaining the world. Both were cruel people and unworthy to be emperors.
Ye Moxun was still considering it because he didn't want Zhong Qingyi to go to the battlefield too soon. On the battlefield, swords and spears have no eyes, and no one could guarantee what might happen. He didn't want anything to happen to his uncle.
Song Zhuiyan was also unwilling for Zhong Qingyi to go to war too soon. It was one thing to be mentally prepared, but when the day actually came, she couldn't calm down.
People are selfish; they always hope that those around them are doing well. What does it matter if the world is peaceful or unstable, or how important are family members?
Zhong Qingyi was filled with mixed feelings. He was not afraid of death, but he also had selfish desires. He had someone he liked and wanted to marry her, but he was afraid that something might happen if he went to war, which would harm Xiao Song.
Why not just stop fighting and live a peaceful life with Xifeng? That way, Axun wouldn't have to worry about him all the time.
However, this thought only flashed through his mind. He had already made a decision, so how could he easily change it? He did this not only for the sake of the people, but also for himself and everyone in Songlin Village. In chaotic times, no one can stay out of trouble. Only when the world is at peace can people live a good life.
"Let's get married after the Lantern Festival." Song Zhuiyan thought about it for several days and finally made this decision.
It takes two lifetimes to meet someone who loves her and whom she loves in return. It would be terrible if she really died on the battlefield. She might never find someone who loves her so much again, and she would never love anyone else. She should hurry up and get married.
“But…” Zhong Qingyi wanted to say, but he was about to go to war and didn’t want to delay her. He thought to himself, but he held back for a long time and didn’t say it.
He wanted to marry her and wanted her to wait for him to come back, but he couldn't bring himself to say it. It was too selfish of him. How could a person be like that?
Song Zhuiyan: "Do you want to marry me or not?"
Zhong Qingyi: "I think I will never marry anyone else in my life but you."
"That settles it then. You're afraid you'll die on the battlefield, so you don't want to marry me now. I know that war is always dangerous. I probably won't marry anyone else in my life but you." So let's get married while everyone's doing well, lest something unexpected happens and all that's left are memories.
There's a song that goes something like this: "I don't care about forever, I just hope I had it once."
It's better to have something than just memories; at least there will be fewer regrets, right?
“I’m afraid you’ll regret it in the future.” Zhong Qingyi was still hesitant.
"Regret is my business. Besides, I've thought this through carefully, so there's no question of regret. Just be straightforward, are you going to marry me or not?" Song Zhuiyan lost her patience. "If you don't dare to marry me, why don't I just marry you? Wouldn't that make your conscience feel better? I'm the one who insists on marrying you, it has nothing to do with you."
Zhong Qingyi: "..."
In any case, the third day after the Lantern Festival is the wedding day of Zhong Qingyi and Song Zhuiyan. It has only been ten days since Song Zhuiyan proposed. She proposed the marriage on the fifth day of the Lunar New Year.
The wedding was arranged on the sixth day of the lunar new year. She didn't know how to make a wedding dress, and her needlework was too poor, so she had to find someone to make it. It would be more appropriate to find an embroiderer to make it. A wedding is a big event, and she couldn't possibly wear a wedding dress with rough stitches and crooked sewing to the ceremony.
Then came decorating the new house, hanging lanterns, buying red cloth, writing invitations, and so on. Actually, there weren't many people to invite; it was impossible for the villagers of Songlin Village to attend. It was just these young men and women who were there.
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