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"What? Hecheng?" Mrs. Yang suddenly stood up from behind the counter and looked at Chef Yang in front of her, unable to believe what she had just heard.

"Yes, Hecheng, the noble said that he would send someone to open a small shop there to do business while inquiring about the situation of the war in the front." Cook Yang repeated what she had said before.

"That's easy to say, but there's a war going on in Mobei right now. Even if Hecheng isn't close, who can say for sure? What if the front lines are defeated and the enemy invades? Wouldn't that mean I'd die out there? How dangerous!"

"That's why you said you need someone smart to go."

"Smart? This is risking your life! We have a good time in Kyoto, why do we have to go to Crane City? Are you crazy? At the beginning, we clearly said to open a food store and do business, but we didn't say we would risk our lives!"

Mrs. Yang became more and more excited as she spoke, and her voice became louder and louder, even waking up the children upstairs, who all stretched their heads to look down.

Seeing this, Chef Yang didn't know what to say.

When she heard Xia Zheng say that yesterday, she also disagreed. Hecheng is indeed not as good as Kyoto, and it is dangerous for anyone to go there.

But she also knew Xia Zheng's considerations. If Gu Yizi was away and something unexpected happened, such as him being killed in battle, it would be difficult for them to get the news, and everything would become passive.

It is obvious from Qiuying's situation that Xia Zheng's ending will not be good either. Her family is already tied to Xia Zheng, so they should work together to survive.

"The noble lady also said that it is up to you to decide. If you don't want to, she will find someone else."

After these words were spoken, Mrs. Yang quieted down.

Brother Yang, who had been sitting on the bench listening, tapped his fingers on the newly delivered cookbook on the table. Finally, as if he had made up his mind, he said, "Since I've done something for someone else, I can't be picky. It's a violation of integrity. Besides, our family's current life depends on them."

"But that's Hecheng." Sister Yang wasn't ungrateful. She knew she was able to sit in the shopkeeper's seat and collect money every day thanks to that noble man in the mansion, but... "Who do you want to go? You? Or me? Ah?"

The palms and backs of your hands are all made of flesh, who can you throw them away?

"I go!"

Suddenly there was a sound from the second floor.

Then there was the sound of footsteps coming down the stairs. Turning around, Yang Zhi, the second son of the Yang family, was already standing at the stairs.

At the age of fifteen, he was tall, with dark skin, and a pair of big, round eyes that were starry and firm.

"What nonsense are you talking about! What does a child know? Get out! Go to the backyard and chop firewood!" Mrs. Yang waved her hands to drive him away. She would never let her child go to such a place.

"I understand! A man should be grateful and repay his kindness. He should establish his own career. I am not as educated as my third and fourth brothers, nor am I as smooth and smart as my eldest brother. There is no point in me staying in Kyoto. At most, I can chop wood for my parents, carry bamboo, and do odd jobs. But I don't want to live like this forever.

I am fifteen years old. Other people can get married, but I am an adult. I am in good health, can run fast, have great strength, and can cook. I am the most suitable person to go.

Dad, Mom, Auntie, just let me go. I promise that if I find anything wrong, I will come back immediately."

"No!" Mrs. Yang firmly objected, but when she turned around and saw that Big Brother Yang didn't say a word, she became anxious and pulled his clothes and shouted, "Say something! Do you really want the second son to go? Are you crazy?"

"Mom, if I don't go, Dad has to go. Who do you think is stronger and more likely to survive, Dad or me? Or do you think my third and fourth brothers can do it?"

Seeing this contrast, Mrs. Yang suddenly lost all her strength and sat down dejectedly.

Chef Yang couldn't bear it either, "Second brother, don't be impulsive. That place is not what you imagine."

"I'm not impulsive. I'm fighting for myself and for our family. Your Excellency trusts us, and we should respond. Only then can we follow your Excellency to a higher level in the future, and the third and fourth brothers will have a better future. Compared to my eldest brother who sold himself into slavery for our family, what I've done is nothing."

"Okay, you go." Brother Yang finally made the decision.

"Then I'll go prepare it right away." Yang Zhi opened the door happily and went out. After taking two steps, he bumped into Tuan'er who had just returned from the girls' school after ten-day vacation.

After leaving Xia Gang, Tuan'er got better visibly.

In just half a month, his thin body had gained weight, he had grown taller, his yellowish skin had become white and rosy, and even his dry hair had become smooth.

Even though she was only eight years old, Tuan'er was smarter and more composed than her peers. In addition, her appearance was similar to that of Mrs. Tian. She stood gracefully in the breeze, like the lively girls in the paintings.

Yang Zhi was mesmerized by what he saw.

"Second brother."

With a soft call, Yang Zhi hurriedly came to his senses and nodded hurriedly to cover up his loss of composure.

"Second brother is going to Crane City?"

"Yes, go open a food store. I will definitely make it well. When I get to Crane City, I will send you...something back home. Is there anything you want?"

Tuan'er shook her head, rummaged through the cloth bag she was carrying, and pulled out a pair of kneepads, handing them over. "Hecheng is cold, and I don't have anything else. These are kneepads I made myself, and I'm giving them to you, my second brother. I hope they can keep you warm."

Yang Zhi didn't expect Tuan'er to give him something. He smiled widely. He wiped his hands over his body several times before carefully accepting it. He smiled as he touched the plush on it. "I will definitely wear it every day."

Tuan'er wanted to say something, but seeing Yang Zhi's expression, she swallowed her words, bowed silently, and walked into the food store.

After meeting Chef Yang and others, she bowed politely and then put on an apron to help in the kitchen.

The three of them looked at each other, and suddenly felt that it was right to let Yang Zhi go to Hecheng.

This kid's eyes have been strange since he first saw Tuan'er. Among the Yang family, only Brother Yang and Sister-in-law Yang knew that Tuan'er was the sister of the nobleman in the mansion. They didn't tell the younger generation in the family, nor did they tell Tuan'er about the relationship between their family and the nobleman in the mansion. Naturally, they noticed the kid's thoughts but couldn't say it out loud.

But how could this boy be a good match for Tuan'er? What's more, it was obvious that the King of Xiang was interested, but the goddess was ruthless.

Go out and calm down, maybe you'll be fine when you grow up.

……

Beichen Pass.

After a night of fierce fighting, corpses were everywhere outside the pass.

Without having time to rest, the soldiers who were still able to move began to carry the bodies and bury them together.

Of course, this was for their own soldiers and brothers. The people of the Boch army directly used catapults to throw blood across the glacier, and it hit the ground in front of the military camp on the opposite bank. The blood stained the white snow red, and the stench was overwhelming even in such a snowy day.

"Damn Gu Yizi! He just happened to catch up with us. We were just a little bit short, just that little bit!" Nurban, the king of the Huhe tribe in the main tent, overturned the long table in anger.

The leaders of other tribes all had angry expressions on their faces, and their eyes were filled with resentment.

It was obvious that as long as Gu Yizi's army could not catch up with them, they could break through, march into the Great Zhou, and move the battlefield into their country. However, because of that elusive guy Gu Yizi, he disrupted them with a crossbow, and used the small number of troops he had to hold them back. When the army's support arrived, they were forced to retreat outside the pass.

"Your Majesty, don't worry. Gu Yizi was also hit by several arrows. I'm sure my arrow must have hit him right in the heart. He might have died right now."