First-rank palace maid Su Jixiang

"Go back." Wei Ling turned around calmly.

"Ah, you're going back now? That's good, you shouldn't go out like this." Xie Yingfeng said. "But I can't tell that Chu Feng is usually silent, but he is quite scheming. He knows how to use Qian Feng to pressure Zhao Xiuwan."

"You talk too much!" Wei Ling said slowly.

Xie Yingfeng touched his nose and said, "Okay, okay. I won't say anything."

The blizzard lasted for three days, and the army could only wait where they were.

After all, marching in such a blizzard is too dangerous.

These past few days, Su Jixiang was called by Xu Tou'er to help every day. He said he was helping only to tell others, but in fact he went to the fireman's place to soak his hands with medicine.

Since that night, Wei Ling threw the matter to Xie Yingfeng. Xie Yingfeng found an excuse and told Xu Touer that the medicine was prepared by Xie Yingfeng and a military doctor.

After soaking for three days, it turned out to be just as the old doctor said, as long as the frostbite has not broken the skin, it will definitely heal.

On the third day, the snowstorm gradually subsided, and the chilblains on Su Jixiang's hands really shrank to just a red dot.

Head Xu nodded happily as he watched Su Jixiang's hands regain their whiteness and slenderness. "That's good now. These hands are good for cooking! But I'm not urging you to cook. It's too cold now. We don't need you. When we get to Mangcheng, I'll have to ask you to cook something delicious for everyone."

"That's natural." Su Jixiang said with a smile.

In the past few days, the people of the Fire Army have also gone out to hunt some wild rabbits. Due to the heavy snow and the lack of help from the kind-hearted person in the Black Tiger Army who did not leave his name, the number of wild rabbits they hunted was really limited. However, the fur they plucked was just enough to fill the gap that Qu Wanning needed to make gloves and socks for Su Jixiang.

Moreover, although there was a blizzard raging outside these days, the palace maids could sleep very soundly in the carriage because of the iron boxes filled with carbon and the mink blankets.

Moreover, Qu Wanning and a group of palace maids who knew how to make clothes hurriedly made rabbit fur vests, which were worn under the coats and kept everyone warm even when they got out of the carriages. Therefore, the further north they went, the colder it was, but the palace maids were not as resistant to Mangcheng as they were when the army was still in the capital.

Ever since Su Jixiang poured soup on Zhao Xiuwan's head that day, she felt that she had brought disgrace upon herself and had barely left her carriage in the past few days.

As long as she doesn't come out and make trouble, everyone feels that they can have much peace and quiet.

As for Feicui and Bihe, although they were even more jealous of Su Jixiang, they were too embarrassed to say anything in front of Su Jixiang because they could sleep well at night because of Su Jixiang. They just murmured quietly behind his back.

The army set out again. Although the road was blocked by wind and snow, the army was large in numbers and could open the road quickly. They also had to make up for the previous delays, so they sped up their march.

About half a month later, the entire Black Tiger Army finally arrived in Mangcheng within the scheduled time.

When they saw the city walls of Mang from afar, the soldiers cheered with joy. Their excitement also caused the palace maids in the carriage to stick their heads out to look.

The distant mountains are as dark as ink, and a dark blue city stands in the distance under the glow of the afternoon sun. A large open area here is covered with snow, and even the mountains in the distance are covered with white snow. Everyone seems to have entered a world of ice and snow.

Mangcheng was the largest city in the border area between the Daxie Dynasty and the Turks.

This is not only the Black Tiger Army's base, but also the place where Wei Ling returned to people's attention. However, Wei Ling changed from a gentle young man admired by everyone in Dongdu to a cold young man feared by everyone in Mangcheng.

The mountain behind Mangcheng is Mangshan, where there are iron mines. Emperor Jingdi once set up a foundry here to smelt the ore from Mangshan into iron and transport it to Daxie. Therefore, Mangcheng was very developed and had many troops stationed there.

Wei Ling was exiled to the mines to do hard labor for more than a year. Later, he led the people in the mines to kill the foreman, robbed weapons and directly formed a team on Mang Mountain. More than a year later, he led his people into Mangcheng, set fire to the Mangcheng governor's mansion, hung the corpse of the Mangcheng governor in front of the mansion, and killed all the officers and soldiers in Mangcheng. Since then, Wei Ling's title of butcher has been established.

"I thought we could stay in the capital this time." Xie Yingfeng rode side by side with Wei Ling, looking at the familiar city in the distance, and said with emotion. "I thought His Majesty could restore the glory of your Dingguo Mansion, but I didn't expect that after a circle, we are still back!"

Wei Ling didn't say anything, but the reflection of Mangcheng was reflected in his deep eyes.

"But it's good to come back. As the saying goes, the mountains are high and the emperor is far away. Our roots are here. It's better to come back here than to be sent to the south to feed mosquitoes!" Xie Yingfeng said with a smile. After that, he whipped the horse and shouted softly, "Gee!" The horse immediately raised its hooves and ran. The wind blew his cloak fluttering behind him. "I'll go first and arrange the arrangements for the army to enter the city!" After that, he spurred his horse to go ahead, leaving the whole place in a cloud of dust!

The people of Mangcheng were extremely happy when they learned that the Black Tiger Army had returned.

The Turks were very rampant recently, and they took advantage of Daxie's war to harass the border from time to time. More than a dozen small towns to the north of Mangcheng had been looted. Although the Black Tiger Army had troops left in Mangcheng, the number and strength were not enough to cover such a far place, so they could only save Mangcheng and several towns near Mangcheng first.

Now that they heard that the Black Tiger Army had returned, the people spontaneously came out to line the streets to welcome them.

When the army entered the city, Su Jixiang and the others looked out from the carriage and saw this lively scene.

They originally thought that Mangcheng was sparsely populated with only a few households, but now it seems that they were all wrong. The fact that Emperor Jing was able to set up a foundry here back then destined Mangcheng to be prosperous.

But this kind of prosperity cannot be compared with that of the Eastern Capital in Beijing.

Just talking about the streets, the main roads of Dongdu can accommodate sixteen carriages running side by side, but this street can only accommodate four carriages.

The residents of Mangcheng also dressed very simply. Compared with the silks and satins that filled the entire Dongdu city, this place was just a rural area, but it was just a little better than many palace maids had imagined.

There are shops on both sides of the street, but at a glance, the items are not very rich.

Su Jixiang and Hua Rui were watching with great interest. After all, even though Su Jixiang was a modern person who traveled through time, he had always been in the palace and seldom left.

When Zhao Xiuwan and the others looked at this town-like city, their hearts sank!

"How can I live like this!" Zhao Xiuwan smashed the car window in anger and lowered the curtain. She didn't want to look anymore. The more she looked, the angrier she got!

Why hasn't her father replied to her letter after so long?

Zhao Xiuwan was a little anxious.