After the cannon fodder father and daughter married into the family, the whole family regretted it

Another seven or eight days passed, but there was still no letter from Fang Yin.

Fang Tong could no longer bear it, so he took ten carts of food and the medicine prepared by his daughter and brought them all to Zhou's house.

As soon as he saw Mr. Zhou, he bowed and saluted.

Zhou was startled and quickly helped him up: "Brother Fang, what are you doing?"

"Mr. Zhou, I know my family has troubled you a lot, and my daughter is also grateful to you for your care. Now I'm in trouble and I'm shameless enough to ask for help. It's annoying, but I don't have any other way."

Fang Tong didn't get up, and all he said were his heartfelt words.

He wanted to donate food and medicine to the border, but he didn't even know where to get them.

He didn't know if the government would take care of the matter if he took it to the government office. What if they looked down on him?

My daughter said that wealthy families would donate dozens of stones of grain.

Or, if he met a greedy person who took all the food, his second brother would not be able to eat it.

Most importantly, he had some secret ideas. He wanted to contact his second brother by donating food. What happened? Did he win the war?

If he went to the government office, would the government office tell him? They would definitely ignore him.

Among the people he knew, the only one who had the ability to get involved with the government was Old Zhou.

"Brother Fang, please don't talk like that." Old Zhou said with a serious expression, "In the past few years, I have been taking care of my grandson in Huai'an Prefecture, and I have received many respects from my children. If you have something to say, you can just say it directly. There is no need to be so rude."

He did show some filial piety, but it was just ordinary snacks, gifts during festivals, and his wife also helped make a few sets of clothes.

I have done my best, but Fang Tong is not stupid. Does Mr. Zhou need these things? He has plenty of money and servants.

But at this moment, he could only be thick-skinned and tell the story.

Mr. Zhou really doesn’t know.

When Junyan returned to Beijing, his grandson went on a long journey to study. He had been very free recently and did not pay much attention to the news in the capital. He was devoted to teaching his disciples.

Occasionally, he would exchange letters with the capital and exchange medical skills with other imperial physicians.

But it wasn't difficult for him to find out.

"Okay, this is easy. Just give the things to me and I will help you." Mr. Zhou agreed immediately.

Donating food and medicine to the border is a good deed and not difficult. You just need to find the right channel.

Fang Tong was so grateful that he wanted to kneel down and kowtow to Mr. Zhou.

But he was stopped by Old Zhou, who was displeased: "Brother Fang, our two families have known each other for many years and have always been close. If you are so polite, I will be unhappy."

Fang Tong didn't force it, but instead held Zhou Lao's hand: "I will never forget your kindness, and neither will Zhizhi. However, I have one unwelcome request. If the things reach the border, could you please find a way to pass on news of my second brother to me?"

Mr. Zhou pulled him to sit down and didn't say anything for a while.

It’s easy to deliver things, and if you want to send a message, it’s fine if you can find Fang Yin, but if you can’t find him... how to send it?

Seeing that Mr. Zhou was in a dilemma, Fang Tong was panicked and said hurriedly: "How about this, Mr. Zhou, the grain needs to be transported to the border, and it needs to be escorted. How about I make up the numbers and go and deliver it."

Of course, he couldn't do it alone, and he needed someone from the court to lead the way and protect the food.

He went there mainly because he wanted to see his second brother with his own eyes.

"Brother Fang, it's not that I don't want to help you. The military has its own rules for dispatching, and sometimes the routes are confidential." Old Zhou knew that he didn't understand, so he could only explain.

Information related to military camps, border defense maps, grain transport routes, grain and grass receiving points, etc. are not something that ordinary people can know.

Fang Tong's eyes suddenly turned red. He clenched his fists and felt useless again.

In the past, Mr. Zhou and Mr. Zheng told him that as children move up the ladder, their parents have to keep up.

Although he took it to heart and kept working hard, sometimes he couldn't help but feel that such a life was good enough and he was quite satisfied.

At the beginning, he didn't have enough to eat or warm clothes to wear.

But now, he really felt the powerlessness brought about by the status gap.

If he had the ability and held some official position in the court, at least he would know whether his second brother had arrived at the border and what the situation was like.

Seeing him like this, Zhou Lao hurriedly comforted him: "But I can promise you that as long as I receive any news from Fang Yin, I will definitely inform you. Brother Fang, don't worry too much, Fang Yin will find his match. Besides, I have a son who is an official. He is not of much use, but he should know some news."

Fang Tong calmed himself down and saluted again.

He was uneasy and didn't stay long. After leaving his things, he left.

Old Zhou took action immediately. He used his previous connections to contact the grain transport officer of the Ministry of War, and at the same time wrote a letter to scold his son for not telling him about Fang Yin's important expedition.

Censor Zhou, who was far away in the capital, had no idea that he was about to be in trouble.

He had no idea that Fang Yin, who had caused a stir in the capital, was related to his family.

I never expected that the young disciple my father accepted would have such a powerful second uncle.

Mr. Zhou sent someone to deliver the letter at full speed, and also went to the Prince's Mansion in person.

When he returned from the Prince's Mansion, Mr. Zhou was shocked.

The emperor personally appointed a young general to command the entire army?

Just after arriving at the border a month ago, he was assassinated and disappeared, his life or death unknown?

Five days ago, the capital received an urgent report that the small southern barbarians were attacking the city and the garrison could not resist. The major general led an army of 10,000 troops borrowed from Taiyuan Prefecture and marched straight into the enemy's rear, turning the tide. He also took the lead and fought with the enemy general for ten rounds, capturing him alive.

The court was overjoyed when they received the news. The emperor had already expressed his position in the court, saying that he would only secure the position of major general after the major general returned triumphantly.

The consciousness is that the grade and title are already prepared.

The future is boundless.

But it's also a fight for your life.

As for why Fang Yin did not send a message to the Qin family, Mr. Zhou did not know.

But he first sent someone to tell the Qin family what he had found out.

When Fang Tong and his daughter heard this, they burst into tears.

"Second brother is such a worry. Why didn't he send a message when everything was fine? I wonder if my family is worried about him."

Fang Tong cried and laughed at the same time. His second brother was so powerful that he was directly captured by the general.

"Dad, my second uncle is a general now, so he must have no choice." Fang Nanzhi said while wiping away tears.

It sounds very confident, but the little girl has been hiding in bed and crying secretly in the past few days, for fear that something bad has happened to her second uncle.

Qian Fengping's eyes were red. "News is good news. These little southern barbarians, besides generals, there are also princes and emperors. It will probably take a long time for my second brother to capture them one by one. Should we make some preparations and wait for two months before sending another batch of food and fodder over?"

The ten cars this time were what they had saved over the past few years.

They now have a lot of land, and the watermelons, strawberries, and new wheat they grow there are making a steady profit. But if they were to sell their rice, they wouldn't get a high enough price, and grain merchants would undercut them, making it unprofitable.

The brothers, who had suffered from hunger many times, discussed and decided to store food.

After four years of storage, all the money was used up by Fang Tong.

What Qian Fengping meant by sending another batch was spending money to buy grain.

"Wife, you are so nice." Fang Tong said while sniffling.

Whose wife is as reasonable as his? For his second brother, she is willing to empty the family savings.