Xia Zongze looked at the small stool as big as a palm, chuckled and sat down. Lin Yiran also took a small stool and leaned against him. He looked over from a distance, as if he was snuggling together.

They chatted while waiting.

Lin Yiran asked, "Does it take some time for us to meet?"

"Maybe!"

Lin Yiran sighed: "The weather is hot, you must be careful of your health and be careful of heatstroke."

"Um!"

"You must bring a kettle."

"Yeah!" When Xia Zongze heard the kettle, he suddenly remembered the scene of their first meeting and asked, "Do I have a kettle where are you?"

Lin Yiran was stunned for a moment and immediately remembered it, and smiled and said, "There is one."

Xia Zongze gave a good look at Lin Yiran: "You are so awesome, you dare to steal my kettle."

Lin Yiran replied: "I was almost thirsty at that time, so I thought so much."

"Yes!" Xia Zongze looked at Lin Yiran deeply. He didn't expect that the fate was so wonderful. This dark, thin and fucked girl actually sat with her and had a bowl of cold noodles on such an afternoon.

Lin Yiran also felt the wonder of fate and looked up at Xia Zongze. The cold and tender nobleman actually sat next to her at this moment and ate a bowl of cold noodles with her on such an afternoon.

Their eyes were deeply intertwined. If it weren't for the aunt's cry, they would have been lingering forever.

"Cough...cough..."

Lin Yiran woke up first, raised her head and took the cold noodles from the aunt's hand and handed them to Xia Zongze, "Zi Tao, eat it while it's fresh!"

Xia Zongze took it with a smile and ate it in big mouthfuls, as if he was on the marching road, without any escort or reserve, only a feast and a refreshing meal.

In the hot summer, although they were sitting under the shade of the alley, it was still extremely hot. Xia Zongze, who was eating noodles in big mouthfuls, had sweaty on his face. Lin Yiran took out his own handkerchief and wiped his sweat.

Xia Zongze looked at Lin Yiran who was wiping his sweat while eating. He had never felt Lin Yiran's tenderness as a woman as he was now. This tenderness and intimacy and indescribable satisfaction, as if they were not two people, but a whole together, which filled life with touching.

Extraordinary guest room on the top floor of a large restaurant in Youfu

A young young man was listening to his subordinate's reply, "The young man found out that he is Prince Ning's cousin!"

"cousin?"

The subordinate replied: "And two cousins ​​came first and the other one."

"It's interesting!" The young man shook the folding fan, but asked another question, "How is Xia Bu selling?"

"By the young master, the market is pretty good, and I haven't been able to sell it because of war."

The young man stood up from the chair, walked to the window, and looked down through the window on the third floor. The little Youfu was prosperous, and it didn't seem like he was going to fight. I didn't expect that Xia Zongze had lived here for more than half a year, which made a small county town stable and prosperous.

At the entrance of the restaurant, Chai Pengtao, a big merchant in Youfu, was asking for a meeting with a post. "Please ask the shopkeeper to inform me, and he said that someone from Youfuchai met Mr. Yu Li and Yu."

After seeing this, everyone knows who the two people before the city gate is closed!

Yes, the front horse racing convoy is Yu Li, a businessman from Yue Guoda, and the back horse racing convoy is Lu Yunyan, the princess of the Duke Wenguo Mansion of Ning Guo.

Lu Yunyan’s purpose is self-evident. What did the big businessman Yu Li come here during the war? Is he really here to sell summer cloth?

Maybe yes, maybe not.

Yu Li, who was standing at the third floor window, looked out the window leisurely, wondering what he was thinking.

An alley at Youfu Street

Xia Zongze, who had eaten the cold noodles, was about to return to the military camp. Lin Yiran pulled off his kettle, helped him fill a pot of boiled water on the aunt's side, and then helped him tie it to his waist himself.

Xia Zongze stood there, smiling slightly, letting Lin Yiran take care of himself, just like a husband who was about to go on a war. Seeing his wife preparing for him in this and that way, he no longer felt lonely, cold, and full of happiness in his heart. Maybe this is life!

Xia Zongze rode his horse to the military camp.

Lin Yiran stood in the alley and waved her hand until Xia Zongze's figure became smaller and invisible, and sighed a long time.

The aunt kept looking at the young couple, and when she saw Lin Yiran sighing, she smiled, "Girl, why are you sighing? Men always go to war."

Lin Yiran replied listlessly, "Yes, this is their responsibility."

The aunt followed and said, "Maybe when the world is peaceful one day, men can stop going to war."

"I really hope that peace will come soon."

"I hope!"

Life in Youfu County is both nervous and peaceful. People do not lose anything except saying war, but in action, they do whatever they should do.

In farming, seedlings, vegetables, and various crops grow very quickly, and are full of vitality. There are also various poultry, which are also growing bigger and bigger by farmers' careful breeding.

In business, whether it is a big businessman or a hawker, they should do business and set up stalls, be cautious and orderly.

In Yao Family Shop, Lu Zhenzong has already walked like a normal person. Although he walked a little slowly, he didn't look closely and was a healthy man. At this moment, he was looking at a batch of newly bought Xia cloth.

Uncle Lu frowned when he saw the master and asked, "Master, what's wrong!"

"Where did you buy this batch of summer cloth?"

"I'm going to buy it from a businessman in Yueguo. Is there any problem?"

"The cloth is rained!"

"Ah..." Uncle Lu said in surprise, "Then...what should I do?"

Lu Zhenzong looked at Bu without replying.

Five days later

The Ningguo Army's vanguard, the Peaceful Army, finally fought close forces outside Chun County, and the war finally ignited.

War is cruel.

The vanguard battalion led by Zuo Zhen slandered nearly half of the battle, and he himself was also injured. Fortunately, General Zhou's cavalry arrived in time, otherwise the casualties would be even greater.

The news soon reached Xia Zongze.

Mr. Fan said: "Prince, Qin Youji is more capable than we imagined, and his strength is even better than Prince Ping."

Xia Zongze said softly, "The elite soldiers of Pingguo are not in the hands of Prince Ping, but in the hands of the Pingguo royal family, Qin Youji is even more representative of the royal family. It is not surprising that the war is like this."

Mr. Fan said nervously: "Prince, our retreat has been blocked by the people of Lingguo."

"Hmph..." Xia Zongze sneered, "If he wants to be a yellow bird, he has to see if I agree."

Mr. Fan asked, "Prince, do you mean to let General Ling attack the queen?"

Xia Zongze said: "No, his mission is to take Yingcheng and make Yingcheng the support place for Youfu."

"General Ke Ling has not taken Yingcheng yet."

"No hurry, he will take it." Xia Zongze said with a narrowed eye.

"Yes, Prince!"

"Go and ask how the food and grass are?"

"Yes, Prince!"

Lingguo Yingcheng

The 50,000 army of the second prince of Ling Kingdom had already been stationed in Yingcheng. Ling Qixuan camped outside Yingcheng and had already captured the city twice, but failed to capture it.

The sky was clear, there was no cloud in the sky, and the ground was burning hot by the sun. A gust of south wind blew over, and a wave of heat was rolled up from the ground, and it swept around the soldiers standing outside the camp, making people feel suffocated.

Ling Qixuan wore armor and helmets. Standing in the scorching sun, his clothes were never dry. The heavy armor had already covered his body with prickly heat, hot, dry mouth, dizzy eyes... All of this could make people faint outside the camp.

Looking at the high city walls away, Ling Qixuan stared at them tightly. His lips seemed to be relaxed and happy. Finally... he finally... he had an organic fight with his enemies.

very nice!

Inside the city

Chunpinghou, the second prince of Heling was sitting in the yamen with ice, discussing military affairs.

The ginseng general said, "Prince, wait, the food in the city is only enough for us to stay for ten days."

The second prince asked, "Are you all?"

"Back to the prince, yes."

The second prince Zheng Haotian was full of resentment and said, "It's impossible. If you search for me again, no matter who your family is, you won't leave a grain of food."

“…”

"Dare you not obeying orders?"

"Yes, Prince!" The gentry general went to search for food immediately.

The staff member said: "Mr. Hou, we have already found out that Ning Guo came to attack Yingcheng this time."

Chunpinghou narrowed his eyes and asked, "Who?"

"Ye Hou is the legitimate grandson of the former general - Ling Qixuan."

The second prince blurted out and cursed: "This food that is consuming inside and outside actually serves the people of Ningguo."

The staff looked at Chunpinghou and did not dare to say anything.
To be continued...