Men, listen, grab the top of the mountain and stand in the center position

Qin Qiqi was good at riding. In order to avoid leaking the news, the group rode their horses at full speed and whipped the whips hard all the way. In just over a month, they arrived in Jingcheng.

It was autumn harvest time, the rice ears were full, and every household was busy gathering. Standing at the edge of a field, Zhang San picked up two handfuls of rice stalks with ears, weighed them, and leaned over to present them. "General, Si San and Tie Tou Er estimate the harvest will be 20% higher than Madam's last year."

Si San and Tie Tou Er were rice growers who followed Wang Shu in the past few years. This time they helped select seeds and escorted them all the way east. They were the grain growers recommended by Wang Shu to the army.

Wearing light armor and a horizontal sword from the previous dynasty, Qin Xiuyuan, who stood in front of his horse without a smile, did not respond. "Let's go check the granary."

Half of the harvest was about to be collected by the barracks, and for this purpose a dry and large-capacity granary was needed. In order to save money, the prefectural government office was slightly renovated to make a large granary.

Meeting Han Batian walking quickly with his arms and legs wide open, the two exchanged glances, and a large group of shaggy dogs scattered to guard the gate. "Yu County has issued a secret order. Your general's second and third sons are coming with Miss Qin and the Northwest Army's token."

Yu County is the third city in the northwest of Jingzhou.

The Northwest Army's token, one of the general's private seals, no hindrance in seeing the seal.

The battle of Longzhou was won?

Qin Xiuyuan pondered for a moment, then saw that the man was wearing a casual long gown with his chest exposed, without armor or weapons, and could not help but scold him: "Times are different now, you need to wear armor!"

Han Batian asked the sky speechlessly, he had never seen a man braver than Qin Xiuyuan in a battle, nor had he seen one who never took off his armor in the middle of summer. Qin Xiuyuan was more afraid of death than anyone else!

"Those dozen or so stragglers are nothing! It's so hot, so many of them are shirtless!"

The common people saw him wearing armor every day and praised him for his majesty. However, some scoundrels said that General Qin was just pretending to be so arrogant by wearing armor and carrying a sword in the fields.

Han Batian might as well say it directly. After Qin Xiuyuan listened, his starry eyes did not move, his sword-like eyebrows raised, and he sneered.

"You have a soft spine, but a strong mouth. You will wear armor from today. If you insist on dying young, I will let you do it."

After saying that, he went straight to the study.

Han Batian, who stayed where he was, was so angry that his nose and mouth were not the same. He pointed at the back of the man striding forward and asked Zhang San: "This man has a very vicious mouth!"

Zhang San spread his hands. Actually, it was his wife who had said the original words, commenting on those scoundrels who had slandered her and then disappeared without a trace: "They're all soft-spoken, but they're tough-talking cowards!" These words were incredibly destructive to men...

The general is quite elegant, and every word his wife says is heart-wrenching.

"Swords are merciless, and hidden arrows are hard to guard against. General Han, it is better to be prepared."

Zhang San bowed, his sword in hand and his armor on his body. In this respect, he was just like his general.

"Zhang San, ah Zhang San, with your martial arts skills, there are very few people who can hurt you!" Zhang San walked towards the study first, and shouted again when he reached the door, "You act like you're facing a great enemy all day long, scaring yourself!"

The tall general, who was examining a regional map at the table, didn't even look up. "I can't compare to Brother Han's skill and courage. Qin is a humble man, but I have some responsibilities on my shoulders, so I dare not relax for a moment."

Han Batian understood this responsibility, but Qin Di just said, "Women from the Northwest are just tough and capable. They're useful even from a thousand miles away."

Qin Xiuyuan didn't want to discuss Shushu with anyone else. He pointed at the map and motioned for the two to come over. "I'll lead the troops to Hangzhou County. You two will stay here to guard."

The original plan was to wait until the rice was stored in the warehouse before sending troops to Hangzhou County. Now that someone is coming, he plans to hide first.

"I disagree." Han Batian stepped forward, his full beard pointing towards Yu County. "We are here because we are not sure what to do. We should act according to circumstances. If anything changes, we are together so we can deal with it better."

Zhang San was silent, but he felt that the general was not worried about Master Qin seizing power, but about Miss Qin who was traveling with him...

Everyone knows Miss Qin's intentions.

Qin Xiuyuan pondered for a moment. Jingzhou was recovering from its previous troubles, and now that a good harvest was in sight, this was the time he had planned to "earn prestige and win the hearts of the people"...

"Zhang San, go talk to my father-in-law and mother-in-law." It would be safer to bring my father-in-law with him.

Han Batian's beard trembled, speechless, "..."

Walking out with Zhang San, he asked, "Is he afraid of his wife? How beautiful is your wife?"

Without responding, Zhang Sanli mounted his horse and said, "Don't talk nonsense. Madam is Madam."

She was neither beautiful nor strong nor virtuous. It didn't matter what she was like; what mattered was that the general never quarreled with her or went against her will.

Ji Shushu now returned to his old job as a clerk in his son-in-law's military camp, while Ji Niangzi became a member of the army making clothes, shoes and socks. Their identities had never been a secret.

They traveled thousands of miles from Yaocheng to the south and east, but found that robbers were rampant in Hangzhou County, so they stayed in Jingcheng where their son-in-law had troops. They would wait until the General of the Guard sent troops to pacify Hangzhou County, and then the old couple could return to their hometown to worship their ancestors.

Before I knew it, Father Ji had been working as a clerk for three months...

In a corner of the military camp, the old clerk rubbed his waist, watching Ji, who was busy counting money and calculating with an abacus, working meticulously without a moment's rest. He interrupted to say, "Brother Ji, take a break!"

Ji Wenshu stroked the abacus beads with his palms, straightened his back, and casually stretched against the back of the chair behind him, holding his head high. His whole body collapsed in the opposite direction from how he had just hunched over.

...it's quite spontaneous and unique...

The old clerk paused pounding his waist. "You'll get used to it, you'll get used to it." "Brother Ji, if you're tired, you can take a break tomorrow."

Ji Wenshu waved his hand. "We're busy with the autumn harvest now. The grain will be stored in the warehouse soon. How can we rest? Brother Liu is older than me. If you're tired, you can take a day off first. I'll be fine."

He was the general's Lord Taishan, and Liu Wenshu did not dare to take advantage of his seniority. The two of them declined each other for a few words and planned to continue checking the accounts. Zhang San then came to the tent, and Ji Wenshu followed him to meet his son-in-law.

The weather in the north and south is different. In the south, the golden autumn brings coolness and a good harvest is in sight. In the north, it is suddenly cold and freezing, with winds as sharp as scrapers.

When Ji Wenshu met them, he couldn't help but sigh, "It should be snowing in Yongcheng." It's a sick season when the sick and weak stay at home, and the New Year is difficult, not just for the elderly.

Qin Xiuyuan nodded. Letters were inconvenient, and his bride had never been one to send letters by carrier pigeons since she was a new bride. According to her idea, after traveling and galloping on the grassland, they would invite singing and dancing performers to liven up the atmosphere in winter.

"Shushu has gotten much better in the past two years. Don't worry, father-in-law." Last time he looked thin, but his complexion and lips were rosier than before. At night, he banged his little fists... cough cough, it was inhumane!

Ji Shushu sighed. The two of them talked about business, and he nodded. "Okay, it's time for the clerk to go to the farmer's house to estimate the amount of confiscation. But they came with bad intentions, and they are two young masters..." He couldn't help but feel a little worried.

As the farmers say, "Abandoned fields are uncultivated, but once cultivated, people fight for them." If you don't show up when it's time to work, and show up when it's time to eat, you might as well be carrying the table.

Looking at the simple study, with only the densely covered geographical maps on the desk, Qin Xiuyuan refilled his father-in-law's tea and said, "Don't worry, father-in-law. It's good for the family to be reunited after retreating."