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

He was wearing a round-necked jacket wrapped under a round-necked robe, and two sets of old clothes underneath. The outer layer was windproof and the middle layer was warm. His whole body was cumbersome and he looked like a ball. Li Fugui, who was short and round in his clothes, closed his mouth, glared and cursed this damn snowy world, then walked into a tent on the left.

Qin Xiuyuan, who was reading a letter on a simple desk, was wearing armor. He glanced at the incoming personal guards and said calmly, "Go back and put on your armor. Tell all brothers that if there is any recurrence of this offense, patrol the border."

Before he could open his mouth to say a word, the short, round ball rolled back the same way it came.

Putting down the letter, Qin Xiuyuan, forcing himself to remain calm, slowly folded his hands and clenched them, leaning back in his chair. Uncle Tang's letter was, firstly, his mother's message, saying he was a boy, and had given him a handmade cotton coat. Secondly, it was that Ji's uncle, who had been traveling north, and his second uncle, who had been returning south, had unfortunately been robbed by bandits and buried at the inn. Ji's parents were busy traveling, and his fiancée had been confined to her room. She had been seriously ill during the change of seasons and had been bedridden for two months. Uncle Tang had gone to see her, "She said she was tired, and although her complexion was a little pale, she was in good spirits, and looked even more like a suitable family man."

Sometimes she looked like a man, sometimes she was at the same funeral inn, and sometimes she was suitable for a family. The battle between heaven and man was going on. Qin Xiuyuan was instantly confused and angry.

Tang Bo is from the north and looks down on skinny women with only two pounds of flesh on their bodies. What he mentioned about being suitable for the family is just... a metaphor... that... The last sentence he mentioned, the new stove business is booming, and the person with a wandering mind, trapped in the burning fire, has long forgotten about it.

Li Fugui packed up for a long time, and finally put on his cold armor and came back in. As soon as he lifted the curtain, he was immediately hit by the smell that usually appeared at night and in the morning. As a man and a personal soldier, he was used to it. Young people have strong yang energy and are hot-tempered. It would be fine for him to secretly wash his underwear every morning when he got up, but now in broad daylight, he was still doing it!

A little sad and a little unknown sadness.

"Master Cavalry Commander, be careful, one drop of blood is ten drops of blood!" Li Fugui said bitterly. Even the most iron-clad general couldn't stop him from bleeding day and night... It's so good to be young...

The barracks were full of men, eating and sleeping together, knowing each other well. No matter what the weather was like, Qin Xiuyuan didn't like being shirtless, nor did he enjoy taking wild baths in the river with his brothers. He was unfazed by all kinds of shirtless exposure. Men, after all, could be rude in private, and their words and deeds were dirty...

Li Fugui himself no longer had the panic of hiding his dirty underwear when he was a young man. Now strange ideas pop up in his mind from time to time... He can especially understand why Qin Xiuyuan, who is a few years younger than him, is blushing and trying hard to keep up appearances.

Qin Xiuyuan straightened his armor and did not respond. He was not ashamed of it, and did not refute or discuss it. These things had nothing to do with people outside the room.

For two days and nights, snow kept falling outside the tent. The Northwest is known to be a bitterly cold place, but I didn’t feel it normally. Now I think about it, it is not as sunny and bright as the spring in the south of the Yangtze River in my memory. This cold weather is the most unbearable for the weak and sick.

"Sir Cavalry Commander, when do you plan to bring your wife home?" Li Fugui took advantage of the moment when he was stunned to gossip. Qin Xiuyuan was a scholar, and he had his own way of saying and doing things.

But hey, that future Cavalry Commander's wife has her own way, she's a fierce bitch, hey...

"You have something to say."

His superiors didn't want to talk, but Li Fugui didn't care and lit the brazier in the house. "This is a barren place, where not even a ghost can be seen. I want to talk to you and open your mouth. Otherwise, you won't be able to speak clearly when you go back!"

He touched the fox green fur coat hanging in the room. It was light, soft and warm, with cowhide trim as the cuffs. The lining was actually stuffed with cotton and sewn with a layer of pure white soft cloth. After putting it on, he tightened it, moving smoothly and feeling warm as spring. Such good material and fur, "The future wife is really generous!"

It would have been fine if it was just half a sack of frozen braised meat that tempted my brother along the way, but he also had to take with him two pairs of leather boots lined with animal skins, a thick, solid cotton inner jacket, two pairs of cotton trousers, a fox-green fur coat, and another fashionable thing that looked like a cape but had no sleeves. He called it a cloak?

Look at it, the stitches are fine and dense, and it is full of cotton. This is a one-piece sleeveless pure black cotton cloak with a hood. What's more, when you wear it while patrolling the border, put on and tie the hood, the cold wind blows, the cloak flutters, and you look heroic. The brothers following behind see the young general on the horse in front of him galloping forward with the cloak fluttering, and their blood boils as if they are drinking beef and mutton soup.

Qin Xiuyuan wore his inner jacket, changed into cotton trousers, and put on his cloak when he went out, but the fox-green fur coat that Li Fugui loved so much was left hanging, and he only used it as a cover at night.

Although this future wife is fierce, she is very generous. Li Fugui looked at Wangcai who was so sleepy in the corner that he couldn't even open his eyes. He saw that Wangcai was wrapped in a gray cotton jacket!

The world is in decline and people are worse than dogs!

"Sir, it's such a hassle to leave this thing hanging around without any clothes on! I'm willing to give it to you if you're rich..."

Qin Xiuyuan pressed down with his right hand, his eagle eyes sharp, and his whole body alertly looked at the tent curtain. At the same time, Wangcai in the corner stood up alertly, walked to his owner, and shook his limbs. Qin Xiuyuan squatted down and touched its head, untied its cotton coat, quickly changed it into a white cotton coat for going out, patted its head, pushed its buttocks, and Wangcai rushed up the mountain like a sword.

Damn, this beast has two sets of cotton clothes!

"Everyone, alert! Send out two teams of scouts to report an earthquake not far from here! Rear troops, alert!"

The curse was stuck in his throat, and without a doubt, Li Fugui rushed out of the tent. Qin Xiuyuan turned around and looked at the worn-out topographic map. He turned the fox-green fur coat inside out and put it on outside. He wrapped the armor tightly with a white cotton coat, lifted the tent curtain and walked into the wind and snow. In an instant, his black hair was covered with snow, as white as his head. The snow was so white that he couldn't tell where the sky was, where the earth was, and where people were.

There are three major difficulties on the border. One of them is crossing mountains and ridges. The mountains are high and the valleys are deep, there are few people, the wind and snow are unpredictable, and breathing is difficult. He is talking about the place where his 500 brothers camped for two months. The locals call it a sacred mountain that cannot be desecrated.

Crossing this sacred mountain is the North City of Xuanwu. In autumn and winter, the sacred mountain blocks the strong winds and heavy snow from the northern Dashi Kingdom. In spring and summer, the hot weather melts the ice and snow, bringing abundant water resources. In addition to the Northwest Horse Farm, the North City is also rich in fruits and vegetables. Local people feel that they are protected by the sacred mountain from wind and snow, and have the divine water, so they live and work in peace and contentment, and gradually become a prosperous town in the northwest.

The sacred mountain is steep and dangerous, and the Da clan is probably thinking of seeking wealth and honor by taking risks.

The success or failure of this battle depends on today!

Wangshu later learned that the battle at the sacred mountain was started by the little puppy Wangcai that he had spotted on the street, who ran and barked wildly and blew the first charge.

Early spring arrived in the distant city, winter about to depart, spring still yet to arrive. Snowflakes hung heavy on the branches, the bare elm branches half-bent under the weight. The thick snow covered the vegetable patch in the courtyard like a thick quilt. Lady Ji brought some hot milk, carefully covering it with her sleeve, and walked from the stove to the study, where Taotao was repeatedly sweeping away the small snowflakes that occasionally drifted onto the veranda.

"Mother, I really don't want to drink anymore!" Wangshu was alert. She threw down the quill pen she was using to settle accounts, and stood up to leave angrily.

The daughter learned her lesson and ran away with her legs covered, indicating that she would not listen to anything and would never be fooled by the self-torture trick.

Seeing her daughter's faint anger, Ji's mother had no choice but to give up. "Okay, no more drinking, I'll drink this bowl myself. Silly child, what's wrong with being a little older?"

What's so good about being bigger? Wangshu couldn't put it into words, "This is good enough."

Looking at the parts of her chest and back that were once ridiculed as starving to death, now, thanks to her mother's meticulous daily feeding and massage to relieve pain, she is growing beautifully! If she keeps drinking, she might become a dairy cow...

Ji's mother shook her daughter's head through her clothes with her hands. Ignoring her daughter's twitching eyes, she considered it and said, "This is just the beginning. Forget it. It's better to grow taller after she gets married."

I'm used to being taken advantage of, so I was speechless for a long time after hearing this: What the hell is growing? Who gives it the chance to grow!

"She wants to see me?" Taotao ran in in a panic and said that someone from the fourth concubine of General Qin's mansion had sent an order for Wangshu to follow her into the mansion.