Divorced woman with child travels through time

"Greetings, Magistrate!" Lin Er smiled and bowed.

"Oh, Mr. Lin has arrived! Please rise quickly!" Zhang Yuntai had great respect for Wang Erniu's top strategist. He smiled and warmly helped him up, holding his arms tightly. He had heard that the ambush at the city gate was entirely planned by him. He hadn't expected this handsome scholar to be both a strategist and a warrior.

Lin Er smiled slightly and withdrew his hand. "I've come to inform you, sir, that the assassination attempt by the Liao people against the general's husband was too serious. The general has decided to register and register the people of Youzhou to prevent such incidents from happening again. Please have your officials and clerks cooperate."

"Haha, of course, that's fine. I thought it was something important, troubling you to make this trip." Zhang Yuntai changed his cold demeanor in front of Wang Erniu and stepped forward to warmly take his arm. "I recently acquired a fine wine. Why don't you join me for a tasting?"

Lin Er was slightly surprised, took a step back to salute, and subtly created distance, saying, "I'm really busy with military affairs. I'll definitely pay you a visit next time I have time!"

"No problem, no problem." Zhang Yunchong nodded to the butler, who quickly brought out a jar of wine from the room.

"Here, Mr. Lin, thank you for making the trip. Please take this back to your residence and have a taste."

Lin Er couldn't refuse, so he had no choice but to accept it. As soon as he left the mansion, several guards followed him.

“Go and investigate this Zhang Yuntai. He’s acting very strangely. I’m afraid he’s found out about something.”

"Yes!"

In the evening, at the general's mansion, after settling the children to rest, Wang Erniu, looking satisfied, embraced Chen Wenfang and chatted casually.

Chen Wenfang squinted and forced herself to speak to him, so that there would be things she didn't know.

"Why didn't you throw all the thunderbolts down from the city wall today and kill those Liao people? They were already down to the city wall, and you let them escape." Chen Wenfang asked, expressing his doubts.

Wang Erniu smiled gently, "My wife wants to know? Then I'll tell you in detail."

He stroked her back, gently caressing her skin.

Chen Wenfang felt incredibly comfortable, her eyes squinting repeatedly. No, I need to know why!

Chen Wenfang pulled her equally restless hand back from under the covers, secretly pinching her thigh. The pain made her wince, but her eyes cleared again. Indeed, no one can resist the allure of a gentle embrace.

"I need to know! Tell me quickly!"

"Great!" Wang Erniu perked up, his eyes shining brightly. Sharing all the dark things with others was a kind of fun.

"Does my wife know how many Liao people there are in our Youzhou City? Or rather, how many Liao people have already been registered as Han citizens? And how many spies do we have?"

"I don't know, but Mr. Lin did mention the informant to me once, saying it's worth at least several thousand," Chen Wenfang pondered.

“That’s it. Although I have wiped out the rebel Liao people on the outskirts of the city many times in the past few months under the pretext of bandit suppression, there are still a few inside the city. If we really fight to the death, all the Liao people in the city will rebel. Those Liao people who have already submitted to me will be no different from my Han people. How will they face me? Moreover.” Wang Erniu paused and subconsciously touched his hand.

"Yelü Qiqi is just bait. There are tens of thousands of troops under the Right Prince thirty miles away! They can reach the city walls to provide support in the time it takes for an incense stick to burn! The main problem is that I have too few men at my disposal! Not enough men, not enough horses, not to mention armor." Wang Erniu sighed. Despite recruiting soldiers from various sources, he only had 20,000 men. It was a difficult situation.

"So that's how it is. Then what about trade? And why?" Chen Wenfang frowned. Normally, shouldn't they be strangling them by not selling them salt and iron, just to disgust them?

"Because not everyone in the Liao Kingdom wants to fight. Some people only want money. The essence of war is to seek wealth, and trade is a better way to make money. Mutual courtesy and win-win is a good thing. Moreover, in this way, our people can penetrate the grasslands more openly and legitimately. At present, this method is very useful."

“Indeed, only shared interests can move people’s hearts,” Chen Wenfang strongly agreed.

"The Liao people are skilled in mounted warfare and extremely fast, and they frequently harass us! They are very annoying! Meanwhile, the Song Dynasty has been weak for a long time, and our mounted skills have always been inferior to the Liao people. This slow and painstaking approach of gradually weakening the Liao is the best strategy!"

As Wang Erniu rose higher and higher in rank, he learned more and more about his country, and became increasingly alarmed. The Song Dynasty was actually in a precarious state, and any natural disaster or man-made calamity could very well cause it to collapse.

"Husband, you've had it so hard! I'm so sorry for you. What can I do for you?" Chen Wenfang suddenly felt that she was somewhat inadequate and that she couldn't help with these things. She felt quite helpless.

“Madam doesn’t need to do anything, Madam is already very good! I’ll clear out the people in the neighborhood in the next few days, and then Madam can open a shop. When the people can buy cheap grain and salt, their lives will be better. Even the Liao people want to live a good life. Then Madam will be the greatest contributor.” Wang Erniu looked at her, his eyes filled with such deep affection that it was almost overwhelming.

"Oh dear, my husband, don't look at me like that." Chen Wenfang blushed and was extremely shy, so she reached out and covered his eyes.

"We're an old married couple, why are you still shy?" Wang Erniu chuckled softly, unable to resist shifting his waist slightly.

"Ugh, how annoying!" Chen Wenfang lightly punched him. "I'm going to be the hostess later!"

"Alright, alright, you take it! You take it!" Wang Erniu chuckled to himself, this was a rare opportunity.

. . . .

A moment later, Chen Wenfang, covered in sweat, exclaimed, "I can't take it anymore!" and abandoned all his armor.

"Let me do it..." Wang Erniu supported her slender waist and took over everything with a smile.

The August weather was unbearably hot, and whether it was the handsome man before her or the deep affection he conveyed, Chen Wenfang was completely captivated.

The sun slanted into the room, casting a dim shadow on the bed curtains. The side couch was still cold and deserted, but Wang Erniu was nowhere to be seen.

Chen Wenfang woke up with aches and pains all over her body; she had been too indulgent yesterday.

"Fangcao! Fangmei! Help me get up!"

"Yes!" Two soft responses came, and two maids entered. Fangcao opened the window to let the room air out.

Fangmei blushed as she drew back the bed curtains. A strong musky scent wafted out. Her face still flushed, she took a deep, slow breath. She put her shoes away, her head bowed so that her somewhat infatuated expression couldn't be seen.

"Ugh!" Chen Wenfang rubbed her eyes, threw off the blanket, and stretched out her naked hand to let the two of them put on clothes. The red marks all over her body were enough to make anyone's heart race.

Fangcao, already used to it, couldn't help but complain, "Madam, General, don't you know how to be gentle? Doesn't it hurt?"