Divorced woman with child travels through time

"We'll talk about it when we get back. You come with me to the military camp first; I have to go and see it." Wang Erniu spoke with an air of authority, but secretly made a hand gesture, and one of his personal guards got off the carriage.

"Okay, I understand!" Chen Wenfang saw this and smiled sweetly. Was she meddling? Well, definitely not. If an official doesn't serve the people, he might as well go home and sell sweet potatoes.

The carriage stopped at the gate of the barracks, and before it had even come to a complete stop, the sound of arguing could be heard.

"I was here first, what are you doing, trying to steal it!"

"I just left a little while ago, what do you mean you were here first!"

"What? You're not being reasonable anymore? Come on, try touching me!"

"Oh, you want to fight again?"

"Just fight, no matter who you are afraid of!"

"Don't be angry, take it one at a time, everyone will get their turn."

Neither group seemed like a good person. Wang Feng and a few others tried to persuade them repeatedly, but to little avail.

"Wife, just wait for me here!" Wang Erniu said and left.

Chen Wenfang did not get out of the car, but pulled up the curtain and watched the two groups prepare to fight.

They were all energetic young men in their early twenties, with handsome faces and light clothing. Each one was strong and robust, pushing and shoving each other, their blood boiling with excitement. Chen Wenfang watched with great interest.

"What's going on!" Wang Erniu led his men over.

The sight of the official's robes immediately revealed him to be a superior, instantly easing the tense atmosphere.

"Sir, they are all here to enlist in the army. They probably don't know the rules very well. I will teach them a lesson." Wang Feng was kind-hearted and quickly pleaded for them. It was his first time handling a matter alone, and he had encountered this situation. He was unlucky.

"He broke the rules first," muttered Yuan Zuo, a young man standing nearby.

These words reignited the war.

"Who are you talking about? I was here first!" Lin Xia, true to her name, had a fiery temper.

"Don't argue!" Wang Erniu said proudly. "We're all in the camp now, there's bound to be a way to resolve this. Why don't you two have a contest? Who knows, you might even be fighting side by side in the future!"

"Let's compete then, who's afraid of who!" Yuan Zuo threw the luggage he had brought on the ground and told his fellow villager to watch it for him. He had walked for four hours to join the army, and there was no turning back.

“Come on!” Lin Xia didn’t back down and struck a pose like a white crane spreading its wings.

He seemed to be an expert and should not be underestimated. Yuan Zuo took a stance and began his attack.

Yuan Zuo was a retired soldier from the village who had been injured. He and several of his fellow villagers learned from him, and he was considered the most skilled in hand and foot techniques among them.

"Hey!" Lin Xia attacked like a ghost. He practiced a rather insidious style of kung fu. He chopped at Yuan Zuo's neck. If he were hit, he would be either injured or crippled.

Wang Erniu's eyes darkened; it seemed he needed to keep a close eye on things.

Yuan Zuo's kung fu is similar to Brother Nie's, both using a straightforward, wide-open style. His lower body is stable, but his upper body is not as flexible, so he will inevitably suffer some losses when facing him.

After several rounds, he narrowly dodged each punch, but even so, he still took two punches to the chest.

The two fought more and more fiercely, gradually losing their tempers, and their moves became increasingly deadly.

The soldiers and onlookers nearby tensed up, and no one uttered a sound.

"This guy's moves are so underhanded! I can't keep dodging like this!" Yuan Zuo angrily took another step back, his eyes red, before he barely managed to dodge Lin Xia's groin kick.

Taking advantage of Lin Xia's turn, he quickly and suddenly rushed forward, leaping up to deliver an elbow strike to Lin Xia's head and neck.

Lin Xia's companions were on tenterhooks; if the shot hit, Lin Xia would be ruined.

At the critical moment, Wang Erniu and Wang Feng, who had been watching closely, moved in together, each grabbing one of them and throwing them aside with a "smack!" Wang Erniu, in particular, was very strong, and Lin Xia was almost thrown off the edge of the training ground.

"Good!" Cheers erupted from the training ground.

"Your Excellency is amazing!" "No wonder Lord Wang is so tall and strong, with such great strength!"

"Lord Wang is indeed incredibly brave; no wonder he can wipe out the Japanese pirates as easily as cutting melons and vegetables!"

Wang Erniu reassured the group and told them to line up to register.

On one side of the training ground, Jiang Zhiben looked at the cheers in the field and his expression changed. He originally wanted someone to give him some trouble, but who told him to act so arrogantly? In the army, people are subdued by force. Although Wang Erniu was a martial arts champion when he was a bodyguard, he is now nearly thirty years old, but his strength has not declined at all.

"Big brother, what do we do now?" Jiang Zhibang looked helplessly at the new recruits' fawning over Wang Erniu, his face darkening further.

"Fine, we'll have to use another plan." Jiang Zhiben spat forcefully, said something to the servant beside him, and the servant turned and ran away.

"Let me go?" Zhang Jing, the grain commissioner, looked at the Jiang family's servant with some surprise.

"Yes, Lord Zhang, my young master said that Lord Wang has been supported by our Jiang family. Now that he has been in arrears with his salary for so long, if this matter is reported, it will greatly enhance Lord Wang's reputation and help him establish himself in Quanzhou. Therefore, I would like to trouble you, Lord Zhang, to put in a good word for him. The Jiang family will never forget your kindness in the future." The servant was eloquent, and his words made perfect sense.

"I don't need any benefits, but if Lord Wang is interested, I can certainly mention it. Very well, I'll go."

Zhang Jingnian was nearly forty, but he looked as clear-headed as someone in their thirties. It was precisely because of his integrity and refined manners, and his refusal to side with any particular faction, that he enjoyed a very high reputation in the army.

"Greetings, Lord Wang!" Zhang Jing arrived at the drill ground with several colleagues and scribes. In fact, he had originally planned to wait until Wang Erniu entered the military tent before coming to see him, but now that there was such a commotion, it was only right for him to come and see.

"No need for formalities, everyone!" Wang Erniu could guess who they were just by looking at their official robes, and after reading some letters from the Jiang family last night, he naturally knew who they were.

“We haven’t received our pay for three months now. With Lord Wang here, we can surely relieve the camp’s urgent needs!” Zhang Jing carefully observed Wang Erniu’s expression and said tentatively with clear eyes.

Wang Erniu looked at him in surprise, his eyes seeming to ask, "Is this a show of force?"

Zhang Jing smiled faintly. So that's how it is. He had been used. But so be it. The soldiers below were about to celebrate the New Year, so giving them their pay was only fair. There were still a few days until the New Year, so a few days later was fine. "If you have any difficulties, sir, you can resolve them in a few days!"

“No, we may not have money, but we still have family property to rely on. What about the soldiers? They’re all counting on their pay to get through the New Year. Don’t you agree, General Wang?”

"That's right. General Wang also came from a poor family, so he can probably empathize with me."

Zhang Jing was surprised. It turned out that the Jiang family had not only found him, but he had been made the scapegoat.

Wang Erniu looked at Zhang Jing, who smiled apologetically.