Divorced woman with child travels through time

"How could this be! We are so grateful to the militia commander." Eunuch Wan was very satisfied; Wang Erniu's gift of the recipes was truly a stroke of genius.

Zheng San was slightly displeased when he saw that none of them paid any attention to him, but he held back when he thought of his beloved daughter.

"Commander Wang, I've heard that you and your wife have been together for so many years, yet you haven't had a child. Is that because your wife is infertile?"

These words shocked everyone present. Wang Erniu's face darkened instantly, and he glared at him angrily.

Oh dear, this is going to be interesting! While casually picking through the vegetables, Grandpa Wan was actually listening intently and secretly glancing at Wang Erniu out of the corner of his eye.

Magistrate Zheng was so angry that his hands were trembling, and he pointed at him and cursed.

"Nonsense! Everyone in the county knows that the militia commander and his wife have a very good relationship. What are you doing here? Go back now."

"What are you saying, Second Brother? I was just asking. Everyone is concerned about these things. The militia is so brave, but there's only one of his own. Isn't that a pity?" Zheng San shamelessly pulled up a stool and sat down. "I have a daughter, who is sixteen years old. Her looks and talent are top-notch in the county. She is in the prime of her life. Would you like to take a look, Militia Leader? I can have my daughter come over to meet you."

"That's incredibly shameless! It's truly tragic to have a brother like that," said Magistrate Lou, glancing at Magistrate Zheng with pity.

"Tsk tsk!" Even Eunuch Wan couldn't help but click his tongue in amazement. The palace was full of intrigue and backstabbing, and people had to beat around the bush when they spoke. How could someone just send their daughter to someone's house like that? Did they not care about their daughter's reputation? Or was this Commander Wang really that easy to talk to?

Magistrate Zheng was so angry that his chest ached. "Fine!" he said, bowing deeply to Wang Erniu.

“Commander, I know nothing about what he said. You don’t need to consider my decision. His affairs are no longer my concern.”

Zheng San didn't take it seriously and wanted to continue rambling.

Wang Erniu's face darkened, and he waved his hand to interrupt what he was about to say, his calm eyes concealing a murderous intent.

"Is it because I rarely get angry that you all think I'm someone you can easily manipulate? Are you itching to do something? Hmm?"

Zheng San felt a chill run down his spine from Wang Tuanlian's gaze. No, this Wang Tuanlian was always kind and gentle, and never abused his power. He should be easy to control, right? Why was he so frightening when he was angry?

"No... I didn't~" Zheng San became timid and sat down on the ground with a thud, weakly trying to explain.

"Now is the perfect time. I'll take this opportunity to tell you all that my wife and I have weathered many storms together. Anyone who dares to speak ill of her will meet the same fate as this blade!"

With a "snap," a dagger shot straight for Zheng San's throat like an arrow. Zheng San was already terrified when he was being threatened, and when he saw him draw the knife, he immediately ran away in a panic.

"Clang!" Wang Erniu timed it perfectly, the dagger grazing Zheng San's pants and embedding itself in the floor, just an inch away from Zheng San's crotch.

"Aaaaaah... Ouch!" Zheng San howled and kicked his legs, retreating with increasing screams. Finally, he stopped when he realized he wasn't moving an inch. Looking at the dagger, he was filled with relief. Thank goodness! He almost didn't become a man! Waaah! If anyone ever tells me this militia is easy to talk to again, he'll argue with them!

"Get out!" Wang Erniu roared again, his murderous intent fully revealed.

Zheng San panicked and tore his pants in half before running away.

Eunuch Wan tried to appear calm as he poured the wine, but his legs were trembling. He secretly pressed them down with one hand. This Wang Erniu seemed to be a very difficult person to deal with! Had he gone too far by asking for money? No, he was sent by his superiors after all. Oh well, he should just go back to Beijing as soon as possible.

Taking the opportunity, Eunuch Wan returned to the post station.

As soon as the others left, Magistrate Zheng took out the invitation and explained his purpose to Wang Erniu.

Wang Erniu looked at the posts and smiled helplessly. That's just how the world is; once you achieve something, someone will try to take a piece of the pie.

"Magistrate Zheng, please don't be in a difficult position. I can agree to all of these. However, I also have my conditions, as you are probably aware of, right?"

“That’s natural.” Magistrate Zheng nodded. It’s always been the same between families and among the powerful.

“Alright, I have been promoted to militia commander this time, and my troops can be expanded to three thousand. However, military officers are usually honorary positions, so I cannot expand the troops further. But as you all know, with our limited forces, we are simply no match for the Japanese, especially when we are isolated and without support.” Wang Erniu said this to the two men, and his meaning was very clear.

Nowadays, each region is managing its own affairs. When Huian was attacked last time, no one came to its aid. In Annam, if it weren't for Wang Erniu, no one would have come to its rescue either.

The two magistrates nodded silently. This was actually the biggest problem with the Song Dynasty's military strength, and it wasn't just that the army was weak.

"I can distribute the heads from this battle, but I need to promote two captains to guard Donglai County and An'nan County respectively. I hope they can help me achieve this. Also, my men still need to be paid for their hard work. As you know, I pay one tael of silver per head. If they want heads, they have to buy them with money, thirty taels each!" Wang Erniu smiled wickedly, stood up and said, "The conditions are not so easy to negotiate."

Magistrate Zheng stroked his beard and pondered, "This captain's matter is easy to handle, but thirty taels of silver per head, isn't that too expensive!"

"Hey! Why did you stab me!" Magistrate Zheng shouted.

Magistrate Lou sighed and rubbed his forehead, "Do you think that 20,000 taels of silver came from somewhere? It was earned through hard work. You and I have no ability, so don't say such things."

Magistrate Zheng was speechless, nodded silently, put away the invitation and took his leave, saying, "Rest assured, Commander, I will handle these matters properly."

Wang Erniu remained silent. If he didn't make money from those people, whose money would he make? The poor? The poor have no money at all.

Chen Wenfang brought over a recipe and a large jar of braised pork, asking two people to deliver it to Grandpa Wan. She knew that these people who were missing were somewhat sensitive, so she tried her best to be considerate.

Wang Erniu, reeking of alcohol, saw them off. He went to take a shower first, while Chen Wenfang had already gone to bed.

"Wife? My dear wife?" Wang Erniu leaned close to Chen Wenfang affectionately.

Chen Wenfang slowly fanned herself with a fan, "What are you doing? You're acting strangely."

"There's something you forgot to explain to me yesterday!" Wang Erniu skillfully placed his head on Chen Wenfang's chest. It was soft and comfortable to cushion, and he sighed contentedly.

"What is it? I don't remember!" Chen Wenfang fanned herself while stroking his smooth, black hair with one hand. The hair of the ancients was really good.

"Cannons? What are cannons? They can be mounted on ships and leave the Japanese with nowhere to escape?" Wang Erniu sat up, excited again.

"Don't rush, don't rush! Lie down, I'll tell you slowly!" Chen Wenfang was enjoying stroking his hair when she pulled him back.

Wang Erniu obediently lay down, "Then tell me, my wife, I'll listen slowly!"