General Mu waved his hand and said, "It's rare for the two of us to have such an opportunity to sit down and talk. I've wanted to talk to you for a long time, but you've always been busy. Since you came, Wuzhou has really changed. I've been in Wuzhou for so many years and have watched the soldiers become lazier day by day. I wanted to urge them to train harder and be more vigilant, but for various reasons, I couldn't find the right way. Fortunately, you came. It hasn't been long, and the soldiers are already striving to catch up with each other. With just this spirit, I feel that even if the general of Great Yan came, we would still be able to fight them."
Zheng Boyuan nodded and said, "The soldiers' morale has been boosted, but the Great Yan has been biding its time for many years and is preparing for war. With our current level of strength, we are not confident of winning a battle."
Mu Yiqian sighed and said, "Back then, when heroes rose up, Wuzhou was originally seized from the Central Plains by the Great Yan for this land. Later, it was the Eldest Princess who led people to take Wuzhou back."
This happened decades ago, and many people don't know about it. It was only because Mu Yiqian's ancestors once guarded this Wuzhou area that they learned about some of the secrets from back then.
Zheng Boyuan was quite interested in that period of history. After all, Xu Zhi's great-grandmother was the daughter of the Eldest Princess. He wanted to ask more questions, but Mu Yiqian stopped talking. It is said that the Eldest Princess once met with the General Wang of Great Yan on the border river. After that, Great Yan retreated to the other side of the border river. After that, the two sides had a non-aggression pact, but as time has passed, many people have forgotten this pact.
Seeing that Mu Yiqian had stopped talking, Zheng Boyuan didn't ask any more questions. After exchanging a few more pleasantries, he went to sleep in a room next door.
A wind picked up in the middle of the night. Xu Zhi was lying on the warm kang (a heated brick bed). Hearing the howling north wind outside, she turned over but couldn't fall asleep. So she put on her clothes and sat up, leaning against the still-warm fire wall.
Outside the window was the harsh winter of Northwest China. Some windows in the room were drafty, and Xu Zhi could even feel the icy wind blowing in through these gaps.
It's already the tenth month of the lunar calendar. Thinking about the leaden clouds that slowly rose in this afternoon, I'm afraid it might snow.
Thinking about the impending snow, Xu Zhi went to the window. It was pitch black outside, and she couldn't see anything. Fortunately, the cotton-padded clothes had been delivered, so she no longer had to worry about these people freezing because they didn't have any to wear.
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