After being wrongly married, I stabbed my husband to death and became famous throughout the world.

Chen Ying was furious. She felt sorry for Lao Luo, but what about her cousin? What had she done wrong?

She had promised that as long as Ali came to Wuzhuang, she would never let anyone bully her. If she didn't help her cousin today, she would be breaking her promise!

“I will talk to the elders. You don’t need to worry about these things. Besides, you’re right. Uncle Luo really went too far this time. Family matters can be discussed openly, but using this method is really despicable.” Duan Changdong thought for a moment and finally agreed with Chen Ying’s statement. “Moreover, we can’t shoot the wooden sign that high. We can only say that our ancestors are watching. How can we let Uncle Luo bully the weak?”

As soon as Duan Changdong spoke, Chen Ying breathed a sigh of relief.

The title "Wu Tou" is more than just a name; it carries a certain level of authority.

If Duan Changdong is willing to negotiate with the elders, then Uncle Luo will definitely be punished, and Ali will receive fair treatment.

After Li Shu finished shooting the arrow, she left. Those who remained were not only shocked, but their attitude towards her had indeed changed.

How can one not find it mysterious that such a frail little girl suddenly possesses such abilities?

People used to think she was spoiled and pitiful, different from the children here, and out of place. But at this moment, that prejudice naturally disappeared, replaced by great appreciation.

The people here admire strength.

"Your niece really didn't know any of this before? Tsk, that arrow was like a pro's!"

"I think we need to give this girl an explanation. We can't bully her just because she's all alone and helpless!"

"The incense has been lit, the wooden plaque has been hung up, so... she's practically one of our Wuzhuang people now, right? This little girl even kowtowed at General Nie's grave..."

"..."

Everyone was quite conflicted.

If it weren't for Lao Luo's situation, everyone would have welcomed this talented young woman very much, but we can't just abandon Lao Luo and ignore his troubles.

Just as everyone was struggling with their decision, Old Man Yu stepped forward.

He looked at Lao Luo and said, "You really didn't use your brain this time."

Old Man Yu was a generation older than him, and when Old Luo saw him, his expression became somewhat unnatural. Although Old Man Yu had made mistakes in the past, he was not without any status here. Old Luo subconsciously stood up and said in a muffled voice, "Then what can I do? Are you just going to abandon my son? Uncle Yu, you watched A-Feng grow up. He's a good boy!"

When he was in the army, he wasn't assigned to a good post, and especially after he got older and injured his legs, he was transferred to another post.

Therefore, he didn't know much about the Poshan Army, and he had never been to the reserve army for selection.

Even lowly soldiers like them held the elite troops in high esteem and felt that going there was the right thing to do.

“I heard what that girl Li Shu said just now, and what she said isn’t without reason.” Old Man Yu sighed. “With your son’s abilities, going to Poshan Army as a reserve soldier is more of a curse than a blessing.”

His words made Lao Luo's heart tighten.

"Do you know how the 3,000 elite soldiers of the Broken Mountain Army were selected? Those who rushed out of the reserve army did not care about their lives. Only those who survived and honed their skills could join the Broken Mountain Army! The Broken Mountain Army reserve army suffers the most casualties! Captain Ma has some status, so he can find a few more young men to protect his son, which will naturally not be too dangerous. But others can easily become stepping stones."

"Go talk to Wu Tou and everyone should contribute what they can. I... I'll also see if I can contact some old friends and try to transfer A-Feng somewhere else," Old Yu Tou added.

"Okay, okay... I'll listen to you!" Old Luo said quickly.

Job rotation is actually quite uncommon.

Each family doesn't know many powerful figures, so they can't always ask for help every time they encounter trouble. Besides, no matter what position they are transferred to, they will mostly be fighting, so there is no need to make trouble.

So when Lao Yu suddenly offered to help, Lao Luo knew in his heart that the matter must be very serious.

That military preparation is very dangerous.

Old Yu looked at him, his expression turning serious, and said, "I only just took that little girl, Li Shu, as my apprentice, and I haven't even had a chance to teach her yet, and you've already bullied her. You have to be punished for this."

Old Luo immediately knelt down: "Uncle Yu, as long as you help my son, I'll give my life for her without hesitation! You...you haven't gotten involved in these matters all these years, but now you're suddenly asking for help, so there must be something wrong with the military, right?"

Old Yu remained silent for a moment.

Seeing Lao Luo's extremely nervous appearance, he said helplessly, "All I know is that after winter begins, there will be many battles, small skirmishes every three days and big battles every ten days. Every camp is in danger... With General Xiang gone, the Po Shan Army will definitely need a new general to take his place. They say a new broom sweeps clean, so what can a new general do if he wants to make a name for himself? He can only fight to the death..."

As military households, they hoped that war would never happen again.

Ordinary soldiers fight only to survive, but the Poshan Army and its reserve forces fight for wealth and merit.

To gain greater benefits, one must undergo more life-and-death trials than the average person.

Old Luo thought his son had escaped a calamity and would be protected by the Ma family, but he never expected to push his son into another abyss. Now he was filled with worry and had little strength left.

Before we knew it, dawn had broken.

Setting aside other emotions, Madam Zhu focused on preparing the dishes and inviting the neighbors to the table.

Li Shu did not show up.

She came to the post station in Ganhe Town last night.

……

The post station in Ganhe Town was small. Because it was close to the county seat, although the post station existed, there was not much to do. Ordinary post stations were equipped with several postmen, but this post station only had one postmaster. Occasionally, when important guests or major events arrived, the higher-ups would naturally send others to help.

Therefore, nowadays, during off-peak hours, only the postmaster is usually present at the post station.

The postmaster would usually live at the post station to avoid any unforeseen circumstances.

Although Li Chutian was not a good father, he was very responsible when he was the post station chief.

Even when not staying at the post station, he would arrange for a servant to guard it. However, he would be a little more generous with money. Li Chutian was concerned about his reputation and never cared about such small expenses.

The original owner had helped Li Chutian clean the post station, so he was quite familiar with the place.

So when Li Shu came here again, he found that Yao's father was far inferior to Li Chutian.

Yao's father stayed at the post station, but the post station looked more dilapidated and dirtier than before, especially the stables, which reeked of a foul stench and hadn't been cleaned in a long time.

Li Chutian would not be so slovenly, because these post horses cannot be damaged casually. They cannot be too fat or too thin. Li Chutian is very careful in this regard. The horses he raises are not only strong and healthy, but also have no odor at all.

Although Li Shu thought Li Chutian was a scoundrel, he felt at ease using someone like Li Chutian when it came to work.

And Yao's father...

Clearly, this job was too easy for the man, so he didn't take it seriously at all.

Moreover, with the Ma family as his backer, Yao's father was even more arrogant than Li Chutian. He was not afraid of causing trouble at all, probably because he thought that no matter what happened, someone would clean up his mess.