Guangping County was the seat of government of Yizhou and the location of the governor's office, with a large number of garrisons and aristocratic families.
At present, the whereabouts of most of the Yizhou army are unknown, including the Shifang Sect that suddenly appeared, and the mysterious man who deceived the army... All the unstable factors in Yizhou point to Guangping.
There are too many psychopaths over there, it's simply the worst-hit area in Yizhou.
Guangping is crucial to pacifying Yizhou.
Uncle Wu bowed and replied, "It's been some time since the scouts returned."
The people in charge were not there, and the clan leader was not in charge. When the scouts came back and saw no one, Chang Ying simply arranged for them to return to the camp on duty and wait until the girl came back to deal with everything.
Chang Ying had just intended to report this to her, but before he could do so, she ordered him to go to the armory to get explosives.
Wei Xiyin nodded slightly, "Then I'll go to the camp later." It was a good opportunity to go over and take a look at the situation.
Uncle Wu hesitated to speak.
After a while, the old man said, "The girl just came back and hasn't had time to rest yet. Why not wait until tomorrow?"
Anping County is too far away, and even if we receive the news, we can't rush there immediately. Wu Niang just came back, and the third master went to Yimu to clean up the zombie tide...
In Uncle Wu's opinion, no matter how big the matter is, it is not as important as his Fifth Mother. He has to start busy again just after returning home. Even if the clan leader doesn't feel sorry for him, he will feel sorry for him. It won't make much difference if he delays it for a day or two.
Wei Xiyin said, "It's already mid-September. According to last year's statistics, winter will arrive in late October. We must hurry."
She knew Uncle Wu cared about her, but she didn't dare to let her guard down.
As an old servant beside Wei Ji, Wu Bo has been in the eldest house for nearly fifty years. It can be said that he has witnessed the growth of three generations of the eldest house. He treats her and her brother as his own grandchildren.
Wei Xiyin couldn't help but soften her tone, "Don't worry, Uncle Wu. I didn't suffer much on this trip. I had good food and drink in Zhongshan, and I even brought you gifts."
As she spoke, she ordered the servant beside her, "Go and bring over the box I brought back."
The two servants took the order and left, going to Chaoxi Courtyard.
The old house is not big, and the several courtyards are adjacent to each other and not far apart.
Wei Lang knew that his sister wanted to talk to his grandfather, so he obediently returned to his own yard. After a while, he heard some movement in the Chaoxi Courtyard next door, so he hurried out again and followed the servants who were carrying the boxes.
He remembered that his sister said there were new clothes to wear.
Although the child doesn’t care what he wears, who doesn’t like to receive gifts, especially gifts from his elder sister.
The servant carried the box to the middle of the yard, put it down, and opened it at the girl's instruction.
The surface of the box is made of a whole piece of satin cloth, all in dark colors, with delicate patterns complementing each other. It feels soft and smooth, and you can tell at a glance that it is a high-quality fabric.
Remove the top piece of cloth and you will see the finished garment underneath.
Wei Xiyin had checked the clothes carefully and found nothing had been done to them. The palace maids were good at sewing, and the clothes were made of the finest brocade and silk, stuffed with cotton, just right for winter wear.
As a family of scholars and officials, the Wei family has seen all kinds of good materials in the past.
But Uncle Wu and his servants were still surprised.
No one in Qinghe County raises silkworms, and the remaining fine materials and silk fabrics at home have long been consumed, including the batch brought back from Ling County. All that is left is some coarse cloth.
The coarse cloth was also distributed to the residents within the wall at the beginning. They had not seen such new and high-quality cloth for a long time.
Uncle Wu couldn't help but sigh, "After all, this is the fiefdom of the King of Zhongshan. It's indeed rich. If nothing had happened to the old prince, Zhongshan wouldn't have fallen into such a state."
Wei Xiyin also sighed and said with regret, "Indeed, if Yuan Yuwan's father and brother hadn't been in trouble, it would have been much easier to pacify Yizhou."
Among the nine counties (countries), as long as Zhongshan and Qinghe counties are stable, they can absorb the population of the surrounding states and counties and expand their living space outward.
Zhongshan State has no shortage of soldiers, horses, and food, which is easier than building a fortress, and the army can be retained at least twice as many as it is now.
To put it bluntly, even if the old prince wanted to control Yizhou, he could easily rely on his army to sweep through it, let alone stabilize Zhongshan.
What a pity.
Thinking like this will not help as it has already happened.
Wei Xiyin put the matter behind her and walked forward to take out the finished clothes from the box.
Wei Lang saw the beautiful new clothes and finally found a chance to come forward, looking expectantly, "Sister, my new clothes?"
Wei Xiyin found it funny, but ignored him. Instead, she wrapped up her grandfather's clothes and handed them to the servant. "They are all winter clothes. Put them in the cupboard first and wear them when the weather gets cooler."
"Yes." The servant left with the clothes.
She bent down and picked out a dark blue robe from the box and handed it to Uncle Wu.
"This is for Uncle Wu."
Wu Bo was flattered and took it, feeling very happy in his heart, "It is hard for Wu Niang to think of me."
Wei Lang stared eagerly from the side, his eyes moving from the clothes that the servant was carrying away to the outer robe in Wu Bo's hand. He looked so anxious, as if saying, "Why isn't it my turn yet?"
Wei Xiyin stopped teasing him and handed him two new sets of clothes. "Here, they're all yours. You can't wear them now. You have to wait until winter comes."
Wei Lang was so happy that he threw away the long tasseled spear in his hand and reached out to take the clothes. Holding the soft new clothes, his little face immediately lit up with joy, "I know! Thank you, sister!"
In a blink of an eye, only the whole piece of cloth was left in the box.
As for the cloth, Wei Xiyin planned to ask Ningshuang to make a few sets of clothes for Wen Kang.
The child grows very fast, and his old clothes have been modified again and again. He hasn't worn new clothes for a long time.
She was busy outside all day and it was difficult for her to get the size right. She was afraid that she would be inaccurate and waste such good material, so she didn't let the palace servants make it. She brought the fabric back and asked Ningshuang to make it.
Speaking of Ningshuang, she couldn't help but look around, then she realized that she hadn't seen anyone since she came back.
Wei Xiyin asked, "Uncle Wu, have you seen Ningshuang? The bamboo hat should have been finished long ago."
Uncle Wu smiled as he held the clothes in his arms, "That girl is now a junior manager and is busy at the bamboo weaving workshop in the county town."
Ningshuang is not very old, only fourteen this year, three years younger than Wei Xiyin.
Ever since she came back with the girl and Erlang, she was too timid to go out and stayed in the fort. The girl was busy outside all day and couldn't take care of her, so she had to find something to do on her own.
At first, she followed the female family members to help sew protective gear. Later, the scale of the fort grew, and there was no shortage of people to do the sewing work. She was very idle for a while, and felt a little uneasy in her heart. She always felt that the masters were busy, but she, as a maid, was idle, and she was afraid of being gossiped about.
It happened that the girl assigned her new work at that time, helping to make bamboo hats. Only then did she become down-to-earth and work hard every day.
The bamboo hat was the style the girl had drawn, and she was the only one who knew it best. As soon as she arrived there, she was highly valued and gradually began to manage the affairs there.
Until the bamboo hat is completed.
Mingjingtang decided to set up a bamboo weaving workshop to continue the work, so as to avoid having to hire new people when the next need arose. In addition to hats, the workshop also needed to produce some bamboo weaving tools, such as bamboo farm tools, baskets, baskets, winnowing baskets, etc.
As the population increased, many agricultural tools became scarce, and demand exceeded supply since the workshop opened.
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