The prince is very cruel

"You're kidding! How can it be so good? He wants to marry you as soon as we meet, and he even gives you so much food as a dowry." Hai Mei was skeptical.

Guan Ning smiled bitterly: "Really!"

"When the old immortal passed away, he predicted that someone would find Shennongjia many years later. So when I went there, the deceased immortal had already arranged everything."

"If I sign the marriage certificate, Xiahou Qingyi can't come out."

"This is equivalent to the ancestral precepts."

After hearing this, everyone looked at each other in surprise.

It’s incredible that we could predict that someone would go to Shennongjia several years ago, right?

"There are many Qilin in the countryside, and masters are among the people. Maybe that old immortal is really an immortal." Lou Xinyue said seriously.

"That's right, Sister Hai Mei, don't mention my husband anymore. I think Miss Xia Hou is quite good. She's beautiful and can help my husband and even the entire Bashan."

"This is the first time she has entered the secular world alone. Everyone should take good care of her." Qin Yao also spoke, her eyes full of virtuousness, generosity and kindness.

Seeing that the two women with the most say in the family had spoken, and Cao Ziyan and other women nodded, Hai Mei didn't say much, but just glared at Guan Ning secretly.

That look seemed to be saying, I'm unhappy, come and coax me.

"Hahaha!" Guan Ning laughed, rubbed her shoulders, and was about to say something.

"My husband, my sisters."

Everyone looked at him and saw Xiahou Qingyi with his sleeves rolled up, his forehead covered in sweat. He looked very sincere, yet a little shy, after all, he had never seen so many people before.

"I made some food, would you like to try it?"

"Okay." Guan Ning smiled. He had become very familiar with Xiahou Qingyi during the time he came back. In the shortest time, they had established a high level of trust and even dependence.

"What did my sister do?" Qin Yao went up immediately.

"Sister is here to help you."

"Walk."

Hai Mei pouted, but followed, deliberately bumping into Guan Ning: "Come to my room tonight!"

"If you dare not come, don't come in from now on."

Guan Ning was at a loss whether to laugh or cry, and nodded repeatedly, saying, "I will definitely come, I will definitely come."

……

The next day, early morning.

Guan Ning got up as soon as the sky was bright. He wanted not to disturb everyone since it was still so early.

But when he got up, he heard the crying of two children in the yard. Qin Yao and Cao Ziyan were very busy, and the four girls, Chun, Xia, Qiu and Dong, were also helping.

The crying of children, the coaxing of their mothers, the busy voices of the servants, this may be the meaning of Guan Ning's struggle. He stopped and watched for a while, feeling very guilty, but what he should do now is not to help take care of the children, but to create a safe world for them!

He left, taking Shengqi and Yu Dilong directly down the mountain.

There are only two days left before the conflict with Helan Mountain begins, and war will definitely break out at that time, so he has to patrol the mountain personally.

Bashan and Shu are originally vast lands. Although not as exaggerated as Lingnan, their terrifying natural dangers are second to none and they are the natural barrier of Shu.

Guan Ning conducted a careful on-site survey and found that there were only two ways for the army to enter Shu. One was to take the waterway of Sanjiang River, and the other was to enter from the stone forest path on the northeast side.

The other roads are all natural barriers. Not to mention the army, even scouts may not be able to enter.

So he divided the nine battalions into three, with the Bai, Gusu and Long families as reserves, ready to provide support at any time, and the Nie, Huang and Qi families responsible for guarding the Sanjiang River, with Liuzhuang as the command post.

The Stone Forest Trail is guarded by the Jin, Yun, and Helian families, and the command post is the "Ancient Tea Plank Road."

On these two roads, Guan Ning set up at least dozens of traps, including bamboo pits, hornet swarms, rock slopes, and so on. As long as the enemy came in in the dark, they would be waiting for death.

He inspected every detail, one place after another, and spoke to all the militia brothers in person to encourage them.

When he encountered some strongholds that were not well arranged or had certain risks, he would personally dismount and correct them.

And just like that, time flies.