"Mr. Bai, I think we should not join in the fun. Look, who in this team is not in rags? Although we are also very poor, we will not compete with the refugees for food..."
"Yes, Mr. Bai, we have already arrived in Xiliang City. Although we poor soldiers have not saved much money, we still have money to go to a restaurant and have a drink..."
Ma Guocheng, Pang Wei and others were too embarrassed to join the army.
Song Che pointed to the donation box next to the soup kitchen and said, "You have money for drinking, so you might as well show kindness. Maybe you can win the favor of these female Bodhisattvas."
"Oh...I can see that Mr. Bai wants to get close to those female Bodhisattvas." Ma Guocheng held his chin and stared at them with a squinted look: "Speaking of which, I also grew up in Liangzhou, here. The woman is dark and pretty, I have never seen such a beautiful girl."
"Mr. Bai is from Jiangnan. I heard that women from Jiangnan are all fair and tender, hahaha..."
"Then you mean that all the girls in Jiangnan are female Bodhisattvas?"
"Hey, girls who are good-looking and kind-hearted are all female Bodhisattvas."
Soon, Song Che queued up in front of the porridge point. The female Bodhisattva serving porridge was none other than Nangong Yue.
Maybe there were too many people asking for porridge, so she just lowered her head and gave each person a spoonful and a steamed bun.
"I just want steamed buns." Song Che lowered his voice.
She casually picked up a steamed bun and handed it over.
"I have a big appetite, so I'm afraid that I won't be able to eat enough by myself." Song Che added.
She took another steamed bun and handed it over.
"Actually, I'm quite picky and like to eat... Wangzi steamed buns." Song Che regained his voice and said softly.
Upon hearing "Wangzi Little Steamed Buns", Nangong Yue suddenly raised her head, including Wanzhou, Ziyun and others who were helping on the side, also stopped what they were doing and looked at him with wide eyes. For a moment, they didn't know what to say.
"Mr. Bai, please don't embarrass this female Bodhisattva..." Ma Guocheng tugged on Song Che's sleeve.
Song Che slowly took off his mask, revealing the smiling face they had not seen for a long time, and said softly: "Female Bodhisattva, long time no see."
"Clang!"
The spoon in Nangong Yue's hand fell. She sniffed and threw herself into Song Che's arms. She still didn't trust him. She pinched Song Che's face and rubbed his nose. After confirming that it was true, she cried excitedly. out.
The other female relatives also swarmed over, and their eyes were red as they surrounded Song Che.
"I'm sorry for making you worry." Song Che wiped away their tears and said with a smile: "In public, it's better for you female Bodhisattvas to be more reserved. The fellow villagers are all watching with hungry stomachs."
"Yes, yes, come on, fellow villagers, our boss is back today. Two more spoons of rice porridge and two more steamed buns for each person!"
Later, Song Che also put on his apron and served porridge with them, acting like a Bodhisattva!
…
It has been eleven months since Song Che left Hangzhou in February last year. During this period, Jiang Yuntian led his troops to regain all the lost territory occupied by Dijon in the north, including the Sixteenth Prefecture of Yanyun, completely destroying Dijon. The people resisted outside the Great Wall, but the Supreme Emperor Zhao Sui and the captured officials of the old dynasty were still not released.
After Lu Jingxiang sent Song Che's envelope and ultimatum back to Jinling, the imperial court immediately recalled Jiang Yuntian and mobilized six armies from the west including Yongxing, Qinfeng, Jinghu, Kuizhou, Lizhou, and Tongchuan, totaling more than 500,000 men. Go to Xiliang to attack Hu State.
Counting the days, the five-pronged army will arrive in early February at the latest.
Although the northwest is still cold after the beginning of spring, it is much gentler than winter. The glaciers are beginning to thaw, the ice and snow are gradually melting, and the earth is getting warmer.
The next days are about waiting.
Time flies, it’s the end of January.
Spring comes with white snow, and everything revives.
On this day, outside the pavilion and beside the ancient road, the green grass stretched to the sky.
Song Che stood in the pavilion with his hands behind his hands, silently looking into the distance, waiting for his friends to appear.
Finally, a red-maned horse appeared outside the horizon. The general was wearing golden armor and a scarlet helmet on his head, as if he came from the sky.
Song Che raised the corners of his mouth slightly and waved to him.
"Da da da……"
The horse gallops wildly, and the horse rides through the dust.
"Brother Song!"
Jiang Yuntian jumped off his horse, rushed into the pavilion, and hugged Song Che's arm, "I knew nothing in the world could stop you."
"Wait, wait, you should tell me a happy event first, for example, the princess gave birth to a daughter for you or something." Song Che said with a smile.
"That must disappoint you. Qin'er is only six months old, but the imperial doctor said that judging from the pulse, it must be a son." Jiang Yuntian smiled and said: "But His Majesty the Emperor has a little princess, does this count? A happy event?"
Song Che smiled and said, "Forget it."
"my buddy!"
The two hugged each other and burst into tears.
"Song Che!"
I saw two more fierce horses galloping towards me, and two handsome young men with jade faces rushed into the pavilion regardless of their own safety.
Jiang Yuntian consciously gave up his arms to them.
"You scare me to death! You scare me to death!"
"It scared me to death too! It scared me to death too!"
Lin Yue and Ning Yehong each held an arm of Song Che and were so excited that they shed tears.
"You... why don't you stay in Hangzhou and come to Xiliang?" Song Che frowned slightly.
They looked at each other, raised their swords, and said in unison: "Guardian!"
Song Che looked at Ning Yehong and sighed softly: "It's okay for Yue'er to come. Why are you here too? What about Qi'er and Lian'er?"
Ning Yehong said: "It's okay, it's okay. Wenjun has plenty of milk, enough for three babies. Besides, the family even hired a wet nurse..."
"Uh... Qi'er and Lian'er are over two years old, right? It's time for them to be weaned. Do you still feed them human milk?"
"Aren't Mr. Song's children Jingui? The doctor said that they should be fed as long as they can before they are three years old, so that they can grow white and fat. Don't you know that Qi'er weighs almost thirty kilograms and has a small face? So round..."
"Ahem!" Jiang Yuntian, who was standing aside, coughed twice, "Actually... this... I want to know more about breastfeeding... Princess, she is already six months pregnant, and she always feels that her milk supply is not very sufficient. , what’s the reason for this?”
Song Che smiled sideways and said calmly: "If you eat less at night, it will be more."
"Nonsense!"
"Hehehe..."
"Mr. Song!"
I saw several fast horses rushing to the small pavilion. The people on the horses were all majestic generals——
Yang Jinbao, the governor of Chenzhou in Jinghu who helped quell the Miao rebellion in the past, has now been promoted to the governor and is in charge of the troops along Jinghu;
Chen Hong, the ruler of Fucheng who also contributed to the Miao rebellion, has now been promoted to the governor and is in charge of the troops in Kuizhou;
The troops of Yongxing ruled Longkang; the troops of Qinfeng ruled Zhao Wei; the troops of Tongchuan ruled Wu Wei; the troops of Lizhou ruled Liu Kuang, and there were also more than fifty military supervisory officials sent by the capital. people.
certainly!
There are also a mighty, fully armed army of 500,000 elite soldiers!
"Generals and lords, Mr. Song has set up a reception banquet in the city. Please follow me into the city to have a drink with us!"
