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

General Zhou Zhenbei was already sixty years old. He was a famous and victorious general in the northern part of the young Daliang Dynasty. He defeated the King of Qin and was awarded the title of General Zhou Zhenbei.

I remember that General Zhou and King Qin fought against the Liao Kingdom and the Dashi Kingdom on the east and west sides respectively. General Zhou defeated the Liao Kingdom with 150,000 troops against 250,000 troops and marched straight into the Liao camp. The Liao Kingdom was severely weakened and an entire generation of its manpower was lost in the battle.

The King of Qin, with an army of 100,000 against 150,000, attacked the Dashi Kingdom from both sides, but a sudden sandstorm disoriented the troops and led to a difficult battle. Several battles ensued, with both sides winning and losing.

After hearing the news that Zhou Zhenbei had defeated the Liao Dynasty, the King of Qin boosted morale and finally won a great victory on the border. The Da clan was left in disarray, and the royal family fled thousands of miles back to their hometown in Lemuka.

The two great victories made the former emperor feel very proud. He had worked diligently for ten years to save the country from collapse. From then on, he was proud of his military achievements. But his good luck came to an abrupt end and he became addicted to alchemy and indulged in pleasure.

When my father ascended the throne, he was filled with ambition, determined to emulate Zhongzong and become the ruler of a revived dynasty. This was a stark contrast to my grandfather's indifference to state affairs and his obsession with the Taoist philosophy of Huang Lao. He toiled tirelessly, day and night, and brought the treasury from an empty state to a prosperous one. What an achievement! But alas...

The people of Daliang Dynasty have lost their morale.

Changping stroked his bulging belly and sighed. Although the general was loyal, his eldest son died young, and his second son... let's not talk about him. The family had no successor.

"Changping, I think the King of Qin will rebel."

The eldest and second sons, one civil and one military, are both capable of leading troops in battle. Now the third son has won two battles and is showing his prowess. The fourth son's vanguard battalion is now stationed in Xuanwu City on the border.

"The world has been in chaos for a long time. Many heroes have risen up. The capital is as strong as a rock. It will not be easy for the King of Qin to stand out."

Changping had no intention of dwelling on something she couldn't change. She was about to give birth and couldn't stand for long. She comforted her husband and went back to her room to rest. It's not easy for a country to fall. Generations of emperors have said this, but now it's still the same, no improvement, no immediate demise.

"A thousand-mile embankment can be breached by an ant hole. Who wouldn't know that the embankment has been in disrepair for so long?"

Zhou Wuxie was worried when he thought about his unborn baby. It would be fine if it was him.

Parents who love their children will plan for them in the long run. Throughout history, how many of the royal relatives of a fallen nation have had a good ending?

The sky was cloudless, completely contrary to his mood, it was a sunny day.

Pickled cabbage can be stir-fried with anything, can be stewed with anything, can be stored, and is delicious with rice. It is suitable for people of all ages, young and old, and is more economical than meat. It became a hot seller once it was released on the market.

Two trucks of fresh cabbage were ordered from the Yaocheng Hot Spring Greenhouse. Taotao and Wangshu moved them, cut them and spread them out in the yard under the sunlight. Unconsciously, as soon as they finished and relaxed, Wangshu bent over and wanted to straighten up, like an old person with long-term hunchback who could not force herself to straighten up. She was stiff and painful, and she lay on a pillar, gasping for breath in pain, supporting her back.

"Ah! My old waist!" It's going to break!

No, there is a shortage of manpower. She needs to quickly buy some servants and maids to do these strenuous tasks.

When Ji's mother heard the sound, she came out, feeling distressed and anxious. She clenched her fists and gently massaged the man.

Talking about going out in the afternoon.

"Your aunt's personality has changed a lot since your uncle passed away. It's pitiful to have no one to rely on."

"...One crisis has not yet subsided, another crisis arises. Wanting used to be very close to the Third Young Master Qin, but as soon as your uncle left, they started to quarrel. She cried her heart out a few days ago, ah!"

The general had many children of marriageable age, and many wealthy families in Yaocheng kept a close eye on his backyard.

The eldest son married the daughter of the Prince of Zhennan. They lived together for five years and never took a concubine. This was regarded as a good story in the northwest and southwest.

The Second Young Master was obsessed with fine wine and delicious food, and was not interested in women. The soldiers joked that even a female mosquito wouldn't get close to the Second Young Master unless it smelled of wine...

The third young master had thick eyebrows and big eyes, and was tall and straight. He was eloquent, and especially showed his prowess during the two wars. He believed that life was a good time and he took in four concubines one after another.

The fourth young master had never married, but already had several concubines. His future father-in-law was the governor of Yongzhou, and his harem had the largest number of women in the northwest.

The eldest son is well-mannered, the second son is rough and generous, and the third son always smiles when he meets people. Wangshu had met them once before, and Yingying made a fortune by taking advantage of the latter.

If you get close to these powerful people, you will be eaten to the bone!

Taotao had to wait at home for the guests who came to buy pickled cabbage from time to time. Madam Ji was worried about Wangshu going alone to buy a maid, so her ancestor went with her to her aunt's house.

Wangshu, the relative on both sides, hardly visited each other. Madam Ji appealed to their feelings: "Your cousin is just a little girl. She has suffered the double blow of losing her father and marrying the wrong person. It's no less than the end of the world. She cries all day long, refuses to eat or drink, and makes quite a fuss..."

"You've wasted half your life for a man. How foolish!"

So miserable? "My aunt is so strong, can't I handle it?"

Otherwise, Madam Ji would be worried. "Let's go and take a look. Oh, Shushu, don't be so stupid next time~"

Just take a look, anyway

Then Ji's mother came to the door carrying two pieces of pickled cabbage.

When he got closer, Wangshu's eyes turned black and he took a step back in fright: he had thick dark circles under his eyes, his eyes were dry and lifeless, his once chubby cheeks were now sunken, his plump lips were cracked and dull, and he was so thin that he had completely lost his shape. He was so haggard for her that his clothes were getting loose and his soul was drifting away.

"Cook the porridge until it's oily and force it into her mouth!" Seeing the scene of her daughter's demise, Ji Niangzi was also shocked. This couldn't be worse. Seeing her daughter's fear, she turned around and took her hand, and continued to advise her sister, "Chop the pickled cabbage into small pieces, add a little oil and mix it well, then slowly feed it to her with the rice oil."

My aunt was panicked and quickly ordered someone to go down and make it. The porridge was always prepared. My sister had taken care of a seriously ill daughter before, so maybe she could help Ting'er swallow a few mouthfuls.

He was afraid that he was deceiving himself, and the deception could not last even a second. He shook his head in despair, "Ting'er doesn't want to eat, and she just won't eat. Ah! God, please open your eyes, save my Ting'er, and save poor me!" After he finished speaking in a sad voice, he collapsed to the ground, sobbing.

The skinny man on the bed twitched his eyelids slightly.

Madam Ji half-knelt and held her sister, unable to hold back her tears, "What on earth is going on?"

"She's threatening to kill herself to force the Third Young Master to come see her. De'er is now guarding the General's Mansion every day, from morning till night. Even if he sees someone, he won't come if he says he won't... no matter how much De'er begs..."

My aunt relied on her sister and accepted her fate. "Everything is fate! Children are debts from past lives. She was so heartless as to abandon her mother who had painstakingly raised her for over a decade, and her younger brother who hadn't even come of age yet..."

"That man turned his face ruthlessly, so cruel, he ordered his men to drive De'er out of the street, saying that no one who came to ask for his help would be able to help him! Poor De'er, for his sister, he had to beg again and again..."

As she spoke, she climbed up again and begged the half-person with her eyes closed, "Ting'er, Ting'er, Mommy begs you!"

Madam Ji took the glutinous porridge, sprinkled some pickled vegetables on it, scooped half a spoonful of porridge, picked up a few pickled vegetables, and fed it to Li Wanting's mouth, "Wanting, I am your aunt, open your mouth and drink the porridge. That ungrateful man bullied our little Wanting. When Wanting is well, go find him and ask him clearly! Don't ruin your body. It will make your brother and mother sad. They love you the most in the world!"

No matter how much Madam Ji talked, Li Wanting gritted her teeth, but a half-frozen tear hung in the corner of her eye, lingering for a long time...