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

Qin Xiuyuan, who had just come out of the governor's mansion and was heading straight home, received the attention of shopkeepers, horse dealers, swordsmiths, and even passers-by along the way.

“…I bought three whole bags of seeds!”

"...The horse merchants in the East Market woke up laughing in their dreams last night..."

"The General's wife is such a good businessman!"

Watching the white-faced general riding away, someone among the people said, "What a pity!"

The common people nodded. Everyone knew what a pity this was. It was a pity that they couldn't lay eggs! They only knew how to buy seeds in the shop, but their own land was dead. No matter how many seeds they planted, they never sprouted.

Everyone knows that in the past few months, the pair of sisters who sing and teach dance in the lady's house have almost no use for their skills. Hehe, the general is working hard day and night, so the outsiders naturally retreat.

It’s a pity that the general, who was so brave, ended up with nothing.

Three days later, the governor, who had only one son and two daughters, stood at the city gate with a group of officials to watch the huge team leave.

No matter how grand and solemn the ceremony was, the lady, who was more beautiful than a flower and wore a plain narrow skirt, only flashed behind her tall husband when she saluted, and then her slender waist was helped by big hands to get her into the carriage.

Never seen again.

She has a curvy figure, a face like a rosy peach, and a slender waist that can be held in one hand. This woman often wears a belt when she dresses, which wraps her tightly, but her curves are fully revealed and arouse people's imagination.

She looks like a skinny Yangzhou horse, not laying eggs, but men can play with her as much as they want. This figure must have been cultivated by men who have put in a lot of effort to love her. Tsk tsk, she has some tricks.

His gaze returned to the heavy-wheeled baggage wagons, and the governor couldn't help but squint his eyes.

This guy named Qin is really capable!

Just ten miles out of the city gate, Tang Bo, who was driving, coughed twice. Wangshu, trapped in the soft blankets, had his fingers pinched, and his legs and arms were held tighter. "Go to sleep."

The man was wearing soft armor, which was hard. Wangshu was not willing to do that. She turned over and faced the man with her back, but she was really sleepy. The beast behind her had been plucking her hard recently. Last night, he called her sister and bride, and it had been making a fuss for most of the night. Her words "Aren't you tired of it?" really stirred up a hornet's nest.

The journey was long and the snow had just melted on the road, making it wet everywhere. Wangshu did not get off the car unless necessary. He lay on the thick bedding and the human mat on which he was engrossed in reading the book the whole time, sleeping and waking up, eating, drinking, defecating and urinating when he woke up.

She slept well during the day and was full of energy at night. All the people who were busy around her during the day were now arranged to stay far away. There was no village or shop nearby and it was not a long-awaited reunion, so Wangshu was unwilling to do so. The man satisfied his desire and took advantage of the rare time alone to chat with her about the upcoming arrival in Bazhou and his experiences on the way east.

“…Is there anyone following behind?”

"Yes. There are two groups of people. They will arrive in Bazhou the day after tomorrow."

"...It's so bumpy. My whole body hurts." This road is much worse than the road between Yaocheng and Yongcheng. The ground is bumpy and the terrain is undulating.

Due to years of war and the bandits in Jingzhou, these mountain roads have long been deserted. The fact that they are still this way is a result of his conquests and smoothing the way along the way...

"Yeah, it'll get better." He made an absent-minded promise.

"I want to take a boat ride." Wangshu was a little out of breath and pulled away the person who was playing with his hand.

The hand that was pulled away patted her waist, and soon returned to play with it. "Two more years." Faced with her repeated resistance these days, he couldn't help but feel aggrieved: "What, the new bride can't be touched?"

Help! Wangshu’s knees were hit by arrows, and his face flushed red. “Stop screaming!”

Qin Xiuyuan licked her cheek with his tongue, and questioned her with a wet and sticky voice, "You are not my bride? Didn't you teach me this skill, sister?"

He almost grew up with the old bachelor, and he really started to understand his new wife step by step. In the past, there were only a few dirty words and stories in the military camp. It was always him who made the decision to fulfill the marriage contract. Even Tang Bo advised him to find a tall and strong woman from another race to be his wife.

Outside the town, at the foot of the sacred mountain, the nomadic hunter-gatherer had spent countless days and nights observing those who ate raw meat and slept on the ground...

It's really not as good as half a finger of the pretty girl in his engagement.

The cute little girl was his mentor in many aspects.

"Ah..." Wangshu was so embarrassed when she heard that that her chest ached and she cried out in surprise. The man suddenly woke up from his memories and accidentally hurt Jianjian. She was not the kind of woman who could stand being beaten and fall and sleep on the floor, so she had tears in her eyes.

He gathered the good woman's clothes, wiped his body with a handkerchief, and tactfully held her in his arms, his movements smooth and flowing. "Go to sleep."

Humph, I can’t sleep!

"I'll take you on horseback when we leave Bazhou." He suppressed the little hand that was dissatisfied.

Oh, not very sleepy yet.

"Take you hunting." He forced himself to close his restless eyes.

No, open it again!

Qin Xiuyuan's eyelashes fluttered like a fan, and he stared at the man with his eyes lowered. When their eyes met, the one with the smaller eyes gave in first.

Huhu! Wangshu turned over and sighed, "I can't sleep!"

The two of them sat by the dry fire and watched the stars for half the night.

Bazhou city wall.

On one side is the steep peak of Shu Mountain, and on the other side is the Jing River. Bazhou is built in the gap between the mountains and rivers. At the dangerous pass, one man can guard the pass against ten thousand men.

From this point on, the troops took to the field like fish in water. The town, where soldiers were employed in wartime and farmers in rest time, welcomed their general with great ceremony.

Wangshu naturally looked down upon the food, drinks and entertainment offered in a place where people were still hungry. The two of them separated, and Wangshu took his men to the fields.

It was spring plowing season. The land along the Jingshui River was fertile, but during the three months of July, August, and September, floods of ice and snow descended from the Shu Mountains, forcing farmers to rush to harvest crops before they were ripe. A delay would result in a total loss of crops and, more often than not, deaths.

Today, the river channel is kept dredged, reinforced dams are built, and the fertile silt is used to create farmland on both sides of the river banks. Last year, the people of Bazhong finally had a few full meals.

The carriage went from the military road beside the field to the river, circled along the river dam for a while, and then turned back.

Ji Shou helped the people down from the carriage. Wangshu stood at the edge of the field, still chilly, while the common people hurried along, wielding hoes fixed with sharp stones, to level the ground again and again, breaking up the clods of earth. Men, women, young and old, along with the soldiers, worked barefoot and shirtless, sweating profusely.

Iron was expensive and was primarily used in weapons, such as spearheads, swords, armor, and cutting tools. Yongzhou controlled the flow of iron, and other places where iron ore could be found and smelted were few and far between.

It was Jingcheng that first realized the use of iron hoes and iron sickles, and it was only after Wangshu repeatedly emptied his family fortune that they were finally realized. The tools were powerful and efficient, and most of the harvest was stored in the public granary.

The people in the fields looked over curiously. Some old soldiers were the first to recognize the man and saluted on the spot. Seeing this, Wangshu did not stay any longer, got on the carriage and left in a hurry.

"...Mr. Hu, is that the wife of the Guard General?"

The soldier, still saluting, nodded. "Yes. The wife of the Guard General sent us two carts of braised meat when our army set out. She also single-handedly paid the villagers to plant the abundant late rice harvest in Yaocheng!"