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

Lantern Festival.

When Li Wanting came over, she saw her little cousin holding a big hand and looking pitifully at her sister. Her cousin ignored her, and the little cousin ran back to the study with a pout...

"Le Le is just over three years old now, and it's good enough that he can write a few words." She became a little bloated after giving birth to her son. Fortunately, she only has one child, and with occasional financial support, she lives a comfortable and slightly better life.

This time, his brows were furrowed and there were three obvious wrinkles on his forehead.

Wangshu handed over three red envelopes, one for each of her mother-in-law, her and her son.

She looked at her cousin who was sitting comfortably in the rocking chair in the living room with no distractions, and turned her face to the outside. The snow had stopped, but the sky was still overcast. Through the thick paper pasted on the windows, it was gloomy and she could not see anything clearly.

"Cousin, when do you think they will be back?"

Who knows! Those letters that have been peeked at can't contain any news. "I don't know." Rebellion is not that easy.

Wangshu looked at the little boy who was eating cakes politely. He was so young, he must have completely forgotten what his father looked like...

"Xiang women are very affectionate... Do you think they will..." Li Wanting stopped talking. Wangshu turned his gaze from the child to her and said calmly, "No matter how affectionate a Xiang woman is, she doesn't have the brute force to tear off a soldier's trouser leg."

Li Wanting choked tightly:...What trouser legs!

At the end of the first month of the year, Honghua gave birth to her second child, but died within three days.

"Miss, Madam Li is so pitiful! She went through so much trouble to give birth to her, but now she's dead. She still has to get out of bed to take care of the old and the young..." The nanny who had gone out to deliver food wiped away her tears as soon as she returned. "It was a boy! So skinny, only the size of a palm, it must have been hard to raise him!"

Wangshu felt uncomfortable and turned sideways, covering his ears.

I don't understand why Honghua could be suppressed by a mother-in-law who pretends to be blind. I helped her expose the old woman's tricks, but Honghua still works like a slave for her at home, and is never complaining.

"What does the doctor say is the cause?" Honghua asked the neighbor to call a midwife and a nanny. The nanny arrived and saw that the situation was not good, so she called a doctor.

When I think of the way the baby looked when he was born, with purple and wrinkled skin and a cry as weak as a mosquito, I think, "He was born with a weak constitution and was born prematurely..."

… “She can come and live here with her son for a while.”

Although the nanny felt that it was inappropriate, there was no better way now.

"Miss," the nanny came closer, her face solemn, "Honghua said that the word has spread in the city that Hunan women are passionate and all the gentlemen in Jingcheng are dazzled by them..."

Wangshu felt a little nauseous after hearing this.

"Where did this rumor come from!"

"Miss, it's really spread. Otherwise, Honghua wouldn't..."

Wangshu pursed his lips and glared at Madam, "Why bother? You might just be making a rumor out of nothing!"

"Those people were so serious about it. Hunanese women are good at singing and dancing, they drive small boats, they flirt with people everywhere, and they wear revealing clothes..."

In an instant, someone waved the teacup, his chest heaving, and pushed the small tea table with one hand. Amidst the crackling sounds, Nanny Xia heard a sharp sound she had never heard before.

"A man who can't control his pants is blaming the Hunan women for being sentimental! Are the women over there so powerful that they can force the brave soldiers of the Northwest Army to sleep? If this is true, those men are both whores and saints! If this is not true, how can they come up with this groundless rumor to slander the Northwest Army and vilify the Hunan women!"

The nanny knelt on the ground and trembled, her teeth chattering, "Cluck, cluck," "Miss... little..." She wanted to say that her son-in-law would definitely not do that, but her throat could not make a sound!

Ji Lao Er and the teacher in the study looked at each other, both with their necks erect, not daring to breathe!

Master: ...It is so unbearable to hear!

Tang Bo rushed out the door the moment the unusual noise came, his every word sinking into his ears. Ji Shou, two steps behind him, covered his ears, feeling the impact was serious...

Miss Zhi was extremely angry, and her sharp voice was piercing his ears. He heard it all... He and Tang Bo looked at each other, looking up at the sky and the ground, but he didn't dare to look at each other's eyes...

Shu's chest heaved as he thought of the baby who had passed away, the woman who might not live much longer, even the incessant snow, the endless wars, the pedantic ancients, nothing could change, everything was so upsetting and disgusting!

"Uncle Tang, have the teacher write a letter according to my exact words, asking Qin Xiuyuan what's going on! Can he still manage things properly? Does he still remember why he went there? We, the families of the Northwest Army, are working hard to stabilize the rear at this critical juncture. We do this for the sake of stability and for the reunion of our families! Not to hear such a ridiculous and nauseating remark about the amorous feelings of a Hunan woman!"

Wangshu kicked the pottery jar off the ground and said, "Show me when you're done writing! It's an urgent letter!"

The originally strong pottery jar instantly shattered into pieces!

Mammy closed her eyes tightly.

The next day, the messenger rode out of the city gate on a fast horse. Tang Bo came out of the governor's mansion. The soldiers beat drums and gongs and briefly announced the recent remarks. "The wife of the General of the Guard has personally sent a letter to inquire about the situation. The battle on the front is not easy right now. Please do not spread rumors that will shake the morale of the soldiers and slander their families."

The next day, Wangshu had Honghua and her son brought home to recuperate.

Yongcheng suddenly exploded again.

"They are all useless people! They made Madam Li so angry that the baby boy died the next day after he was born!"

"Yeah, if you count carefully, it's not even the day yet!"

"Seven are alive and eight are dead, this is the key, those damn bastards!"

"...Li Xin is said to be truly obsessed..."

"Oh? How did you know? Why don't you go tell the Guard's wife? There's a reward!"

The woman shut up immediately.

……

Everyone knew that this was caused by the rumors being passed on to the wife of the guard again and again. In less than half an hour, more than a dozen storytellers who made up stories about the erotic Hunan girl sacrificing herself in the middle of the night in teahouses and taverns were dragged to the market to be slapped in the face!

"Gee! Get out of the way! Everyone, get out of the way! Prince, return to the city!"

The leader whipped the ground with a thick whip to clear the way, and Xie Miao then rode into the city. Behind him followed a soldier driving a carriage, driving fast and steadily, always keeping a distance from Xie Miao, who had a stern face.

He passed by home without coming back, "Did he say anything?" Wangshu went into the inner room to change clothes, pointed to a set of reddish-brown Hu clothing that he liked to wear every day, and told someone to receive him at the side of the main hall first.

The carpet would definitely not be collected. Chun Yang invited people to sit down in the corner where she usually took a tea break. "Prince, please forgive me."

The sisters were bowing from a distance on the other side of the carpet. Some gauze ribbons and round fans were scattered on the ground, and it was obvious what they were used for.

Xie Miao's face showed no change of expression. "Xie Miao came uninvited."

Not knowing why this great god had to come to the door, Wangshu casually picked up his hair into a loose bun and walked out quickly. He saw a cold-faced man with a frown sitting on a small tea stool, looking very calm.

"Your Excellency!"

Xie Miao looked up at the exquisite woman and stated his purpose directly.

"A military officer suffered a sudden hemorrhage during field training. Two dogs worked in the snow for over two days to rescue the soldiers. When they were done, they were found frozen solid."

Two big dogs, one yellow and one white, were lying obediently in the carriage covered with a thick quilt. Wangshu saw through the curtain lifted by Tang Bo that the two dogs' limbs had some black spots on them.