[Marriage first, love later] She is happy after marrying a widower

Warm sunlight streamed through the carved window lattices of the flower hall, casting a light on Song Yanzhi, a scene of leisure and comfort. She had just relaxed her tense nerves, reclining on the soft brocade couch, holding a cup of steaming tea, and sniffing the lingering aroma, trying to dispel her fatigue along with it.

At this moment, a hurried and panicked sound of footsteps came from afar, and Xiao Wei rushed in from the gate of the mansion as if in a hurry, rushing all the way, knocking over the flower pot racks along the way and making them shake a few times.

"Where is the lady? Where is the lady?"

Xiao Wei shouted at the top of his lungs, beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, his eyes wide open with fear.

Song Yanzhi sat up straight in an instant, her hands trembling, and she almost dropped the teacup. An ominous premonition came to her mind, and she thought to herself: Could something terrible have happened? Xiao Wei has always been steady, how could he lose his composure like this?

When Xiao Wei rushed into the flower hall and saw that Song Yanzhi was safe and sound, he suddenly stopped, supported his knees with his hands, and gasped for breath. His chest heaved violently, as if it would explode in the next second.

Song Yanzhi quickly put down her teacup, stood up, and walked quickly to Xiao Wei. She locked her eyes with him and asked anxiously, "What's going on? You're so panicked. Has something serious happened?"

Xiao Wei is usually smart and reliable, but he is so flustered at the moment, the situation must be difficult. Song Yanzhi's heart instantly rose to her throat and she was extremely anxious.

Xiao Wei swallowed hard, his throat rolling, and finally replied in a hoarse voice: "Master, it's bad! The batch of goods that Master Xie sent to us was detained by Niu Dashan!"

When saying this, Xiao Wei was filled with regret, thinking that he had been extremely careful in escorting this shipment, but something still went wrong. He really let his wife down, and felt anxious and guilty.

Niu Dashan is a well-known "local tyrant" in Qinghe County. Relying on the 3,000 soldiers in his hands and the key garrison position 20 miles away from the county seat, he is usually domineering and arrogant.

Song Yanzhi's eyebrows were twisted into a deep "川" shape, her heart skipped a beat, and she secretly groaned: This batch of goods is the key materials that have been prepared for a long time, and it is related to the success or failure of the subsequent plan. How could it be intercepted?

Her voice unconsciously lowered a bit, with suppressed anger: "What's going on? Please tell me carefully." At this moment, she was extremely anxious, and her mind was already rapidly calculating a response strategy.

Xiao Wei took a deep breath, calmed his breathing, and continued, "Madam, thank you for that batch of goods. The brothers escorted it all the way, and it should have arrived here safely in two days. Who would have thought that when it passed through Niu Dashan's territory, that bastard actually sent a team of soldiers to inspect contraband and seized the goods without any explanation!"

Xiao Wei recalled the scene at that time, feeling angry and anxious. The brothers who were escorting the convoy fought desperately, but they were outnumbered because the enemy had more people and more power. "At that time, the brothers gave it their all, but still couldn't win. Later, a message came back saying that Niu Dashan's face was so ugly, and it was obvious that he wanted to embezzle this batch of goods!" Xiao Wei clenched his fists, feeling unwilling.

Song Yanzhi's heart sank even more, as she knew too well the weight of this batch of goods.

Xiao Xie had been her most capable right-hand man over the years, helping to make the business flourish. When the family left for Beijing, she had left Xiao Xie behind to oversee the iron ore mining in the mountains behind Lizao Village.

Two years ago, Ajiu planned to return to the capital. Song Yanzhi and Han Heming spent a lot of money, visited all over the place, and recruited a group of mining experts. After a lot of hard work, they finally opened up the mysterious vein in the back mountain, and it turned out to be rich iron ore.

Relying on this iron mine, they quietly forged a large number of sophisticated weapons in the back mountain.

Since planning the uprising, Song Yanzhi quickly sent a letter to Xiao Xie to prepare supplies. Xiao Xie did not make any mistakes and transported the goods smoothly from Lizao Village to Qinghe County. However, he did not expect that something would go wrong at this critical juncture.

She was extremely anxious, thinking that if she couldn't get this batch of supplies back, all her previous efforts would be in vain and the uprising would be delayed for an unknown amount of time.

Song Yanzhi's face was so gloomy that water seemed to drip out of it, and her eyes were like a sharp blade in the cold night, revealing bone-chilling coldness: "Niu Dashan is so brave! How are the brothers who are escorting the goods doing now?" As she asked, she silently swore in her heart that she would never let her brothers suffer any grievances.

Xiao Wei quickly responded: "Don't worry, ma'am, the brothers are not injured. They were just locked up by Niu Dashan. I'm sure they are very angry right now!" Hearing that the brothers were safe, Xiao Wei breathed a sigh of relief.

"Go and tell the master to quickly gather some people. We must get the goods back and not let this bastard get away with it!" Song Yanzhi's tone was resolute, and her clenched fists trembled slightly. She was determined to get the supplies back even if it cost her everything.

"Yes, ma'am, I'll go right away!" Xiao Wei responded, turned around and ran out like a gust of wind, thinking only about how to quickly remedy this mistake.

After a while, a burst of neat and powerful footsteps was heard in the yard. Han Heming acted decisively and quickly assembled a team of elite soldiers.

Everyone was dressed in shiny armor, holding sharp blades that gleamed with cold light. Their postures were as straight as pine trees, their eyes were as firm as eagles, and they stood in neat and orderly formations, waiting for the order to charge into battle.

Song Yanzhi walked gracefully to the front of the team, her expression solemn and resolute. Her gaze slowly swept across every face as she spoke loudly, "Everyone, please be extremely careful and cautious when you go there. If we can avoid violence, we should do so. After all, once a war breaks out, it will affect many people. But we must not let Niu Dashan underestimate us and think we're pushovers!"

"Yes!" Everyone shouted in unison, their voices shaking the roof tiles and their momentum as powerful as a rainbow.

Afterwards, Song Yanzhi and Han Heming led this high-spirited team, galloping straight towards Qinghe County. The horses' hooves kicked up billowing yellow dust along the way, and the men's faces were stern, their eyes revealing a resolute determination to never retreat.

Arriving outside Niu Dashan's camp, Song Yanzhi looked around the heavily guarded camp and sent a sharp-eyed and sharp-tongued soldier to report.

Soon, a deputy general swaggered out, his manner as if the whole world must respect him. He shouted in a hoarse voice: "The general said that this batch of goods is contraband and cannot be returned."

Song Yanzhi raised her head and sneered, her eyes filled with contempt and anger. "Contraband? What a contraband! Let Niu Dashan come out. I want to confront him face to face and see how this guy became a contraband!"

The deputy general rolled his eyes and snorted, "The general doesn't have time to see you. Stop yelling here and leave! Otherwise, you'll be in trouble!"

Song Yanzhi's eyes glared, and she said coldly, "If that's the case, don't blame us for being rude!"

Han Heming understood what he meant and waved his hand suddenly. The people behind him shouted in unison and made a move to force their way in.