Chapter 117 Chapter 117 Following
The little princess of Nanzhao went to the provincial government in a rage, and Liang Nian thought something had happened.
Unexpectedly, the little princess crossed her arms and her eyes showed the contempt of a superior.
"Zhizhou Liang, I saw in the newspaper that the painter lady said she wanted a divorce. May I ask where she is? Is her safety guaranteed? And where is that scumbag wife? This princess wants to teach her a lesson!"
Liang Nian tried to persuade her. "Princess, calm down. Madam Calligraphy and Painting has already moved out of their original residence and is currently negotiating a divorce. As for the ex-husband you mentioned, he's a commoner under the County Master's jurisdiction and doesn't need your teaching."
Liang Nian was somewhat shocked that Zhong Shu would divorce her. Ever since she had discussed the matter of her disguising herself as a man, she and Zhong Shu had not met again.
She only knew that the novels written by Zhong Shu were very popular, but she didn't know that she and Lu Qing had such big disagreements and conflicts over something like writing novels.
Liang Nian listened to Zhong Shu's calm narration.
Then she found a house for Zhong Shu and asked someone to help her move her things out.
Meng Nuo snorted coldly. "That's better than that. You must remember to protect Madam Shuhua's safety. If she gets hurt, I'll make sure you're responsible."
These days, Lin Si and Liang Nian have been holding meetings almost every day, and then conveying the content of the meetings to the prefects and county magistrates.
Liang Nian mentioned this matter to Lin Si.
Lin Si put down her charcoal pencil with deep emotion. "At this moment, she resonated with the character she was drawing."
Then she muttered to herself, "If the world I live in is also a novel, then the author and readers of this novel will surely become rich and powerful girls like me."
The latter part of the soliloquy was spoken in a low voice, so Liang Nian didn't hear it clearly.
"What do you mean by author and reader?"
"Nothing, nothing, just something I felt. Although this method we've devised avoids fighting as much as possible, we still need to strengthen our cavalry training just in case. The use of force is inevitable."
"Here in the corps, priority is currently given to those with the highest points. Nan Shuang and Nan Qiao are keeping an eye on them, so please rest assured, County Lady."
Lin Si really didn't have to worry. The foals that his troops had been longing for had finally grown up, but their number was limited.
Everyone wants to ride a horse, so what should we do?
This naturally depends on the points and number of red flowers from previous training.
As a Hu man from the grassland, Xu Chuo has always been ranked high in the points ranking, and this time he finally got the qualification to ride a horse as he wished.
The horseshoes and saddles had been prepared by the technical school long ago.
Xu Chuo stroked his own horse and recalled the time when he rode a horse on the grassland.
But he quickly shook his head again.
Forget it. I didn’t have enough food to eat or warm clothes to wear on the grassland, so I’d better not recall it.
Xu Chuo taught seriously, and his troops learned even more seriously.
As for those who are not qualified to ride, they can only watch from the sidelines.
"Being a cavalryman is so impressive. I wonder if we'll ever have the chance to do it in the future."
"Of course there is."
“The number of horses is limited, so it feels difficult.”
“I really want to ride a horse once in my life.”
*
In addition to the cavalry, the supply of materials was also carried out in full swing, and Guo Zi would send back news almost every few days.
The latest news is that Zhuo Zhengchu originally said that this winter would be very cold, and he wanted to wait until then to take action. However, he didn't know what stimulated him a few days ago, and he couldn't wait any longer.
Zhuo Zhengchu and his military advisor planned the route very carefully. If they wanted to capture Anjing, the Jingji Road was an unavoidable obstacle.
Among them, Yangzhou City, which is closest to Anjing, is the city that must be captured.
Zhuo Chengchu and his military advisor planned to attack Dachen unexpectedly. Given the cold weather, Dachen would surely panic and panic, greatly increasing their chances of victory.
After all, he had memories of his previous life and had already made preparations to prevent cold waves.
If he were facing Lin Si, Zhuo Zhengchu would probably still be a little afraid, after all, Lin Si was an unexpected accident.
But facing Dachen, Zhuo Zhengchu was not afraid at all.
To be on the safe side and capture Dachen in one fell swoop, Zhuo Zhengchu decided to go into battle himself.
He just didn't believe it. Could it be that without Yin Sheng, this war couldn't be fought?
After a few days of preparation, General Zhuo Zhengchu led the army and set off in a mighty force.
From Tongchuan Road to Jingji Road, Zhuo Zhengchu traveled at the fastest speed. In order to save food along the way, he used force to force local people to hand over some food when he passed by a county town.
Zhuo Chengchu did not think that there was anything wrong with what he did. In his eyes, the world would belong to him sooner or later, and the food could be considered as a loan.
He asked his military advisor to write it down in a small notebook, and when he ascended the throne, he would return the grain that had been borrowed from him.
And he didn't kill them all and take away everything.
He already felt that he had a good conscience.
*
Jinbei Road was the first place where Zhuo Zhengchu collected grain, and the small counties under it were the most miserable.
Just a few days after the grain-collecting team left, the people in the county were complaining bitterly. It was cold in winter, and they had been farming all year round and had finally stored some food for the winter, but now most of it had been taken away. How were they going to survive the winter?
The woman looked at the rice jar worriedly, wondering why her family was so miserable.
The rice jar, which was once full of food stored for a year, is now half empty.
The child on the bed didn't know what was going on. He just kept crying out that he was hungry and wanted to eat.
Just as the woman was about to cook porridge, she saw her husband running in in a panic.
"Hurry, hide quickly! Another group of thieves is coming in. We only have so much food left. If they rob us again, we will die."
"I heard from Sanwazi next door that this group of thieves is even taller and bigger than the ones from a few days ago, and they have horses on board!"
The woman was terrified when she heard this, and she and her husband hurriedly moved stools and chairs to block the door, and then observed the situation outside through the window.
There was no one on the street anymore. Everyone was hiding in their homes, trembling with fear, and just praying that the thieves would not steal food anymore. If they really did want to steal food, it would be better to just stab them to death with a knife. After all, they could survive without food, so this would be more satisfying.
But the woman waited for a long time, but there was no noise or cry for help as she had imagined.
Instead, I heard the voice of Sanwazi who often wandered around the streets.
"This group of soldiers! Oh no... these adults are good people. They said they are here to distribute food to us. Everyone, come out quickly!" Sanwazi shouted loudly.
"We're really distributing food. There are red and yellow ones. You can eat them after cooking them." Sanwazi held potatoes and sweet potatoes in his hands and smiled ingratiatingly at Gan Lang.
"My Lord, is it okay for me to say this?"
Then, one person, two people, and three people came out.
After those who came out received food, more people came out in droves, but those who came out later had to queue up.
The women received the food and knew that it was the Princess of Anping who distributed it to them.
How could these common people know who Princess Anping was? They only knew that these adults told them that as long as Princess Anping became emperor, the people would no longer have to live a life of hunger and cold.
The woman ate the sweet sweet potato porridge and prayed in her heart.
If this is true, then I hope that Princess Anping will become the emperor soon.
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