“Your general’s mansion is too simple. There are only a gatekeeper and two servants. You live too roughly.” Song Zhuiyan followed him into the room and took out many things from her spatial storage.
Not to mention what they used, they took at least a thousand catties of grain, which piled up into a small mountain when they put it in the house.
Zhong Qingyi was both amused and exasperated. "Since last year, the grain sent by the imperial court has been enough to fill the soldiers' stomachs. The grain you sent me before, I kept for myself, and there's still some left over."
"There's never too much grain. The imperial court only sends sweet potatoes and corn, which make our stomachs uncomfortable if we eat too much. Nothing beats rice."
As Song Zhuiyan spoke, she put the grain back into her spatial storage. "I'll show you so you know that we have a lot of grain stored up at home. You don't need to save any for me."
"Yes, my wife is right, I will listen to whatever you say." Zhong Qingyi's eyes darkened, he grabbed her waist and pulled her into his arms, lowering his head to kiss her.
"It's broad daylight, it would be so embarrassing if someone saw us." Song Zhuiyan protested, pushing him away.
“The door is bolted. No one dares to come in without my permission,” Zhong Qingyi said in a low, hoarse voice.
“I didn’t mention servants. You only have three servants in your household, so they definitely can’t come. I’m worried that A-Xun and Tan-Tan will come. Heng’er and Shuang’er should be looking for me later too.”
Song Zhuiyan buried her face in his chest, one hand around his strong waist, and the other hand gently punching his chest a few times.
"I'll just hug you, that's all." Zhong Qingyi hugged her tightly, their bodies pressed close together.
After three years apart, the two are now alone together, like dry wood meeting a raging fire. It would be a shame if nothing happened between them after all this longing.
Song Tantan and Ye Moxun toured the General's Mansion. The mansion wasn't very large; it was a three-courtyard complex with a few trees and some vegetables in the garden, but that was about it.
Most of the rooms were empty; no one lived in the front yard, everyone lived in the back yard.
"I want my mother, I want my father." After wandering around outside, Shuang'er started clamoring to find Song Zhuiyan and Zhong Qingyi.
Song Tantan quickly picked her up and coaxed her, "Sister will take you to the kitchen to see what's good to eat."
Heng'er, who was playing wildly, was particularly sensitive to the word "eat" and immediately ran over with her short legs, saying, "Heng'er wants to eat, Heng'er likes to eat."
"Yes, you're such a foodie. Is there anything you don't like to eat?" Song Tantan looked at the chubby little boy who wouldn't let go of her leg, both amused and exasperated.
"Ah Xun, hurry up and hug him, look how much he's craving it."
My aunt and uncle haven't seen each other for so long, they should have a good time together, how could I let those two little ones go over and ruin their good time?
Since his wife and children came to the border, Zhong Qingyi has been all smiles every day, walking with a brisk pace, and radiating a glowing glow. His expression is as sweet as if he has eaten honey.
Bai Pingfeng and the other soldiers felt a pang of jealousy. It would be a lie to say they weren't envious. Look how happy they were, with wives, children, and warm beds. Unlike them, who ate nothing but steamed buns every day and didn't even have anyone to warm their beds to sleep in.
In the blink of an eye, Song Zhuiyan and his men had been at the border for half a year. During this time, Zhong Qingyi and his soldiers fought several more victories against the Hu people.
After several years of rest and recuperation, the Great Jin Dynasty now has ample food supplies and its soldiers are more elite. The border war should not be dragged out any longer.
The imperial court has issued an order that Zhong Qingyi and others should launch a war against the Hu people in half a month, and that they must win and completely defeat the Hu and Qiang people.
Since a large-scale war was about to break out, Zhong Qingyi told Song Zhuiyan to take the twins and her two nephews back to Xifeng. The prefectural cities on the border were the most unsafe. If they were defeated, the first to suffer would be the prefectural cities closest to the border.
Although they were confident of victory, they couldn't guarantee that no unexpected events would occur, so he hoped that his wife and children would leave the border first and not worry him.
“I won’t leave. I’ll stay here with you. I can protect the children, and you don’t need to worry about Tantan and A-Xun. Minxu and we can help you a lot here.” Song Zhuiyan refused to leave.
“Listen to me, we will definitely win this battle, so you don’t need to worry. Take the children back to Xifeng so I won’t be distracted. Otherwise, I’ll always be worried about whether you are safe here.”
Zhong Qingyi had served as a general for three years, and his tone was very forceful. When he turned serious and lowered his voice, Song Zhuiyan subconsciously wanted to obey him.
"But we finally managed to get together, and now we have to separate again after only six months."
Song Zhuiyan felt a little wronged. She didn't know why, but after being pampered and cared for by him for the past six months, she had become more and more spoiled. In the past, she would never cry at the drop of a hat, but now she couldn't bear the slightest grievance.
When she started crying, Zhong Qingyi was at a loss. She quickly hugged her and coaxed her gently, but her decision remained unchanged. She told her to leave first, and that she might change her mind if she wanted to.
"Military orders are absolute. You must leave first. If you don't leave, it will distract me."
"What military orders? I'm not your subordinate. This trick won't work on me. Humph," Song Zhuiyan glared at him. "Fine, you can go then. But you'd better be alright. You can't get hurt in the slightest. You have to come back safe and sound, or I won't let you off easily."
"Yes, I understand. Please don't be angry, my wife."
Zhong Qingyi wasn't good at sweet talk either. When his wife got angry, he only had one way to deal with it: he would press her down and kiss her, and then do this and that.
Couples always argue in bed and make up before they get out of bed.
As the saying goes, "An army marches on its stomach," meaning that the most important thing before a battle is to ensure that supplies are in place. Since the imperial court is confident that it can win this battle, the supplies will naturally not be lacking.
The day before Ye Moxun and his group left, the grain sent by the imperial court to the front line arrived, but the person escorting it was Ye Haohai.
Ye Haohai wanted to see Ye Moxun as soon as he arrived, which clearly showed that he knew Ye Moxun was at the border. So he probably made a special trip to see his son.
"I will not go back to the Ye family. You don't need to try to persuade me anymore." Ye Moxun did not call out to him. The father and son sat facing each other, the atmosphere tense and serious.
"Are you blaming me?" Ye Haohai asked with certainty.
"You're wrong. I have no resentment towards you. If I did, it was something from when we were kids. I haven't had any resentment since I left the Ye family." This means that from the moment he left the Ye family, he severed ties with Ye Haohai.
Upon hearing this, Ye Haohai's face showed a hint of annoyance, but he was used to suppressing his emotions and was able to keep his emotions hidden, so he quickly regained his composure. "Are you blaming me for not paying enough attention to you? You were in poor health when you were young, so I deliberately neglected you?"
He was self-aware, but it was too late for him to say anything now; it was meaningless. Ye Moxun replied in a low voice, "It's good that you understand. Since we have no father-son bond, let's not entangle each other anymore and make each other unhappy."
Ye Haohai knew that his son had come to the border six months ago, and he had not left for the past six months. His original intention in coming this time was to take him back to the Ye family.
As his father, he had personally intervened, so Ye Moxun should have known better and obediently returned to the capital with him. Unexpectedly, he was so stubborn and didn't even respect his biological father.
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