I was divorced because I got pregnant during the lean years, so I went back to my parents’ home and

When I looked again, those people had disappeared.

He was riding so fast on the government street.

What on earth is the little kidney used for?

This mysterious man must be a man with a story.

With that waist and that look, any girl who sees him will be unable to take their eyes off him.

When she was in Jijiawan, she neglected to dress up, but even though she was covered in dirt, she still stood out.

Now he is wearing a gorgeous robe, a charming waist, his hair is tied up with a gold belt, and his eyebrows are sharp. What a handsome young man.

Ji Xiaobei thought about it and couldn't help laughing out loud.

Although this man had nothing to do with her, she felt extremely happy when she saw such a pleasing man.

I just don't know what kind of girl he would like.

Is the daughter of a wealthy family in the capital, who is fair, tender, weak and like a little bird, his type?

Fu Jichang sneezed with a stern face.

He rubbed his nose, rode his horse into the backyard of the government office, and went straight to his own yard.

He Ye followed in, dismounted and said with a smile:

"I wanted to give you a hint last time, but you said you wouldn't listen. Now, you are not mentally prepared at all. The emperor wants to marry you. Which girl is it?"

Fu Jichang threw the reins into Heita's hand and went into the study.

He Ye followed him into the study room happily.

"Hey, don't be ungrateful. The emperor has granted you a marriage that many people dream of. The emperor values ​​you and will definitely give you a good match. Don't make a fool of yourself, or you will suffer the consequences."

He Ye said this sincerely, picked up a book on the table and threw it aside, then sat down on the table.

A piece of paper flew out of the book.

"Who is this? Are you still painting?"

He Ye bent down to pick it up.

Unexpectedly, Fu Jichang was one step faster than him. He picked up the paper, folded it a few times and put it in his sleeve.

"I didn't do anything wrong. I refused the emperor."

Before Fu Jichang finished speaking, He Ye fell off the table in fright.

"You...you are so brave..." He Ye stuttered.

"As long as the northern border is not stable, there is no way to return home! Am I wrong?" Fu Jichang said confidently.

He Ye: ...You are such a brave boy!

I admire you so much, but don't regret it. If you miss a good girl, you will never find it again!

Fu Jichang glared at him angrily: Are you done yet?

"I heard that the food and grass from the northern border haven't arrived yet?" Fu Jichang said.

"Ah, it's already mid-August, why haven't the food and grass arrived yet? In two months, there will be heavy snow in the northern border, blocking the roads!"

He Ye was extremely surprised.

"The food and grass from our Western Suburbs Garrison were transported to the Military Preparation Department in the summer. It would take less than a month for the Military Preparation Departments in various places to transport the food and grass to the capital. Logically, the food and grass should have arrived long ago."

Fu Jichang said with a headache: "If the food and grass from the capital are not available, it will be difficult for the soldiers and civilians in the northern border to survive the winter. Not to mention guarding against the enemy, they may even starve to death."

Fu Jichang's words brought He Ye back to a few years ago.

He followed the army to the northern border. That year, heavy snow blocked the road and food and fodder had not arrived yet.

Fu Jichang took him everywhere to collect food, but after great efforts, he didn't get a single grain of food.

They had no choice but to take the risk and snatch it from the enemy.

The slogan at that time was: I would rather die in battle than starve to death.

The soldiers put their own lives at risk and unexpectedly defeated the enemy and robbed a winter's worth of food and fodder.

That time, Fu Jichang became famous in one battle.

The people of Northern Xinjiang spread the word that the grandson of General Zhenbei was both civil and military, brave in battle, and as intimidating to the enemy as General Zhenbei.

"How much silver is left in Taoranju's account?" Fu Jichang asked.

He Ye shuddered and asked, "What?"

"Give my share to Shopkeeper Qin, and use the surplus from my shop in the capital to buy food and fodder. Send it to the northern border now. It should arrive before the road is closed."

"Old Fu, stop making trouble. Don't use your own money. Think about how many soldiers and civilians there are on the border. We can't control this. Let's find out why the food and fodder haven't arrived yet!"

"It's just a drop in the bucket, but I'll eat it one day at a time!"

He Ye: Aren’t you putting me in an unjust position?

"Forget it, forget it. I'll do as you say. You can't get much money from your shop in Beijing, and Taoranju doesn't have much either. Don't worry about it. I'll take care of this matter."

He Ye said through gritted teeth.

Fu Jichang's frown suddenly relaxed: "I knew you, Old He, had a way! At the critical moment, it still has to be Brother He."

Fu Jichang put his arm on his shoulders.

"Bah, stop flattering me. I have rarely hung out with rich kids in recent years, and I don't know if they will give me face or not."

He Ye pouted.

Although He Ye was only the commander of a small Anzhou garrison, he was the son of the Minister of War. Based on this, people who tried to curry favor with him formed a company.

As soon as he said a word, wealthy merchants would rush forward to give him money.

"Come on, I'll treat you to a drink!" Fu Jichang hugged He Ye affectionately.

He Ye: "Where to drink?"

"Of course it's Taoranju!"

He Ye was almost mad. It was boring to eat at his own restaurant.

His eyes glanced at Fu Jichang's wide sleeves, and a strange smile appeared on his cheek.

He quietly reached out and used two fingers to pick out the paper inside.

Fu Jichang rushed to grab it.

"Don't move. I'm just going to take a look. Who is this person? Otherwise, I won't help you with the food and fodder issue."

He Ye threatened him.

Fu Jichang: ...

"This is a girl. She's pretty, but a little too big..."

Fu Jichang snatched it away.

He Ye kept asking questions all the way but couldn't get the answer.

After Fu Jichang and his companions had dinner at Taoran Ju, He Ye returned to the garrison.

Fu Jichang's horse was loaded with four large food boxes as he headed towards home.

He and Heita bypassed Mingyi Lane and went to the end of Mingguang Street, to Ji Xiaobei's newly purchased house.

Ji Xiaobei had just brought back clothes from the clothing shop. He went into the yard, put the clothes down, and helped to light the fire.

Ma Debiao was tied at the door, and he was making donkey dung balls with his head tilted.

Suddenly, he heard some noise in the distance, turned around, immediately clamped his buttocks together, and let out a joyful cry of "Ah... uh... uh..."

Ma Debiao: Master, the male master is finally here. I saw him in front of Fu Ya Street that time. He called out to me and was beaten by Ji Xiaobei.

It kicked its hooves excitedly, trying to break free from the reins and pounce on its master.

But, the reins are too tight!

Fu Jichang also spotted Ma Debiao and raised his hand happily towards him.

Ma Debiao was forced to take a few steps back by a wave of jealous looks.

The horse under Fu Jichang's crotch, Heifeng, stared at Ma Debiao with dissatisfaction:

Humph! How can Fu Tongpan be interested in an ugly donkey like you? You are so rude! You are even missing half an ear.

Ma Debiao: Let me welcome my master first. When I am free later, I will compete with you.