Disguised as a man: Watch me create a new dynasty

The situation in Qingshui County is getting better day by day, and the casualties among the people in this snowstorm are very small.

Now that the disaster has passed, everyone is busy rebuilding their homes.

Xie's army has launched several attacks on the Tatar tribes with remarkable results.

The Tatar tribes were no longer able to launch another large-scale war.

Because of the snowstorm, countless Tatar soldiers starved to death or froze to death.

Not only did they end up losing more than they gained, the sneak attack failed and they completely lost their fighting power.

For a time, the morale of Xie's army was unprecedentedly high.

It was the end of the year and the soldiers all had joyful looks on their faces.

There is a bonfire party in Xie’s military camp tonight. Yan Nansheng takes Mo Qing for a casual walk in the camp, feeling the strong atmosphere in the camp.

The lights in the Xie family army camp were bright, and the air was filled with joy after the great victory.

The soldiers' laughter and cheers intertwined together, as if they were about to break through the sky.

The bonfire was burning brightly, reflecting the excited faces of the soldiers.

They hugged each other, raised their glasses to celebrate, and talked loudly about their heroic deeds on the battlefield.

Between the tents, some people were dancing happily. Their powerful steps and heroic postures showed endless joy and pride.

Yan Nansheng and Mo Qing, master and servant, stood aside and looked at the lively scene.

Mo Qing said excitedly: "Miss, this great victory is really exciting! Look at how lively it is, it's even more festive than the Chinese New Year! We are so lucky to witness such a great victory at the end of the year."

Yan Nansheng smiled, his eyes full of satisfaction: "Yes, the soldiers fought bloody battles and only then did we have today's victory."

"It's a double celebration as the year comes to an end. This is the glory they earned with their blood and sweat, and it's worth celebrating like this."

Mo Qing nodded repeatedly, his eyes full of longing for the future: "That's right! I hope that every year in the future can be so peaceful, and everyone can live a stable life. There is no need to worry about wars and displacement."

Yan Nansheng sighed softly, his eyes became deep: "This peace is hard-won, and it still requires everyone to work together to protect it."

"Behind every victory, there are countless efforts and sacrifices. We should remember this hardship and cherish this hard-earned peace."

Mo Qing clenched his fists and said firmly, "Miss, don't worry. With the Xie family army and these brave and fearless soldiers, we will be able to keep the area safe! They are our heroes and the backbone of the country!"

Yan Nansheng nodded slightly, his eyes returning to the celebrating crowd: "Yes, it is because of their protection that we have this hopeful moment. I wish that in the coming year, the world will be peaceful and there will be no more wars."

Next to a fire that was obviously smaller than the others, two small figures caught Yan Nansheng's attention.

"That is……"

The two children sat quietly on the stools beside the small fire, watching the soldiers reveling not far away.

The bonfire illuminated the two children's faces, making them look a little rosier.

The younger one lay on his brother's legs, holding his little face with both hands, his eyes empty, not knowing what he was thinking.

The elder brother gently stroked his younger brother's head and looked into the distance in a daze.

The two small figures leaning on each other seemed extremely lonely in the cheerful atmosphere.

Even the silly hair on the little brother's head revealed the sadness of its owner.

Yan Nansheng walked towards them, and Mo Qing followed behind his master and walked towards the two children.

As soon as he walked not far from them, he heard his brother's voice with tears in his eyes, sobbing, "Brother, I miss mother so much. I don't know where she is now and whether she is still alive."

The elder brother held his younger brother's hand tightly and comforted him: "Brother, don't cry, mother must still be alive. You have to believe that we will see her."

The younger brother raised his tearful face, his eyes full of helplessness and longing: "Really? Brother, I'm so scared that I'll never see her again."

The elder brother looked at the bonfire in the distance with a firm gaze, "Really, brother. Mother loves us so much, she will definitely live well. When we grow up and learn a lot of skills from the master, we will be able to see her."

"There are other relatives as well, and they must be looking forward to our reunion."

The younger brother sniffed and said in a trembling voice, "When will we be able to grow up to be a university student?"

The elder brother held his younger brother in his arms and whispered, "It will be soon, brother. As long as we are strong and live bravely, we are not afraid of hardship or difficulties."

"Work hard to learn the skills our master has taught us, and we will see our mother soon."

The younger brother nodded and wiped his tears: "Well, brother, I will be obedient and study hard."

The elder brother smiled and looked at the lively bonfire again: "Look, the bonfire is so bright, just like our hope, it will never go out."

The child, who is less than ten years old, seems to have grown into a towering tree, protecting his younger brother, a small sapling, within the range of his roots and watching him grow.

"Perhaps you can wait less than that long?"

My brother stood up instantly and turned to look behind him.

He forgot that his brother was still lying on his legs, and he stood up so suddenly that the little guy fell face first into the snow.

Mo Qing quickly picked up the little guy with one hand.

While wiping the kid's face, he kept muttering, "Be careful. How can you serve the master if your face is broken? The master likes fair, tender and pretty children the most."

Ever since the little guy woke up, the two brothers didn’t know what to discuss.

She insisted on working like a slave for Yan Nansheng, which made Yan Nansheng laugh and cry.

Unable to bear the pestering of the human cubs, Yan Nansheng finally agreed to let them stay.

Although they were still young, they were born into an official family after all, and they knew that wealthy families only trusted servants who had signed a death contract.

So he had to sign a death contract.

Anyway, they are already exiled, and if someone is willing to take them, they can sell themselves as slaves.

Thinking of their situation, Yan Nansheng agreed.

Those exiled in Daqing could only obtain the status of good citizens when there was a general amnesty.

Five years ago, a general amnesty was granted because the Queen Mother passed away.

Only then did the Yan family obtain the status of good citizens, and Yan Nansheng had the opportunity to take part in the imperial examination.

If you want such an opportunity in the future, unless...

Sin, sin...

Your Majesty, I didn't mean to curse you...

Yan Nansheng had been to the place of exile once before the great victory, and had seen several people there that night.

They were originally from the Yuan family in the capital, and their father was Yuan Sheng, a third-rank assistant minister of the Ministry of Revenue.

Because he was an official in the Ministry of Revenue but was honest and unwilling to go along with others, he was charged with corruption and sentenced to exile.

It was only because the wife of the Minister had a generous dowry that they could make ends meet.

In the past, they were a family with many slaves.

Yan Nansheng found it strange. Why were all the officials she knew gigolos?

The former prefect Ji Fan, now Minister Yuan, could be considered acquaintances, after all, he had taken in both of his sons as servants...

If he ever recovers, don't be too "thankful" to yourself...