Gong Fujiao Daughter-in-law

Wei Yao was very nervous, clutching his palms tightly, swallowing his saliva.

"Yezhou is indeed short of people, and it also lacks young and strong, but this is not the reason why they can stay in Yezhou," Wei Ji said resolutely, "You two take a closer look, stay with clear-eyed ones, and directly join the patrol team , Let those veterans teach for three to five months, and keep them if they can teach them."

"Those who are not right at first glance, ask them directly if they want to make a living, and send them to Tongchuan if they don't want to. Tongchuan needs city defenders."

Wei Yao's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately felt refreshed. Sure enough, his brother had a solution and was very decisive.

Wei Rong looked at Wei Yao, and said helplessly, "Second brother, I said that elder brother must know what to do. Instead of us hesitating there, we might as well ask elder brother."

"You're right." Wei Yao touched his nose.

Wei Ji couldn't help laughing seeing his two younger brothers like this. He stretched out his hand and stroked the long and wide sleeves, but felt that both younger brothers had grown up.

"You have done a good job, and you will have to be so careful in the future. You will be more concerned about the affairs of Yezhou in the future."

Before Wei Yao could react, Wei Rong's expression changed.

He frowned, his face turned pale, and he clenched his slender hands tightly, looking a little embarrassed.

"Brother, but is there going to be a war again?"

Wei Ji told Xie Zhiyun before that he would go to Mount Taiji to suppress the bandits. It was true, but this trip was not just for the purpose of suppressing the bandits. There were reports from spies, saying that there have been many movements on the border of Daqi recently, and the forces in the Daqi dynasty have also experienced ups and downs. The left prime minister who originally advocated non-interference was harmed by party disputes, and now the right prime minister is in power.

This right prime minister is a radical character, and he led the previous wars with North Vietnam.

Now the Sima Clan in North Vietnam is weak, most of the military generals in the court are old, the young emperor can't convince the crowd, even Wei Cang lives in another house, and the eight states under his jurisdiction only obey the orders of Su Guogong's mansion.

In this case, there is a chance of winning if you want to capture North Vietnam.

Yezhou has been safe for nearly two years. During these two years, the soldiers have been practicing, and some of them are married and have children, leading ordinary lives.

Wei Ji is not a cold-hearted person, and he will not force people to go to the battlefield, but now that danger and war seem to be coming again, he must reinvigorate everyone's blood.

This time the suppression of the bandits was not a big battle, and the leaders were all the most elite vanguard battalions, but with their expedition, other soldiers would also be mobilized.

Wei Cang never told his two younger sons about these military affairs, but Wei Ji, as the older brother, would occasionally talk to them.

Telling them all this is to let them grow up as soon as possible and face all this as soon as possible.

"My father and I think differently. Since you were young, you have been in the army. Ah Rong has even killed people. You have faced life and death and experienced wars. You are also the future hope of the Wei family."

The two immature young people looked up at their elder brother, and never felt that he was so tall for a moment.

Wei Rong was more decisive. At this moment, he stood up and bowed to Wei Ji: "Brother, we will try our best to do our best."

Wei Yao also got up, he looked a little flustered, but finally calmed down.

"Brother, we will not let you and father down."

Wei Ji smiled, he got up and patted the shoulders of his two younger brothers, very relieved: "Very good."

He flicked his sleeves and walked to the window.

The setting sun melted into gold, and the sunset glowed all over the sky. The afterglow of the evening sun floated into the house, and stopped for a moment on the gladiolus by the window.

Wei Ji turned his back to his two younger brothers, because of the large-sleeved blouse that was rarely worn on the upper body, his figure was set off even more tall and straight.

Like mountains and peaks, like pines and cypresses.

He is the Dingjun Mountain in this world, and he is also the Evergreen Pine of the entire Su State Duke's Mansion.

At this moment, Wei Ji's figure seemed to melt into the afterglow of the setting sun.

Wei Yao and Wei Rong couldn't help standing up, followed behind him, and looked at the spring scene in the courtyard together.

The spring scenery of Xia Yin Pavilion is clean and tidy, the garden is full of greenery, without those colorful flowers, it seems that there is nothing wrong with it.

"Maybe next year, maybe this year," Wei Ji said in a low voice, "The current peaceful situation will definitely be broken."

This time, it was Wei Yao who spoke weakly.

"Brother, I'm not afraid."

Wei Rong also said: "Brother, I also want to go to the battlefield."

Wei Ji turned his head, looked at his two younger brothers and smiled faintly.

He doesn't look like a decisive young general at all at the moment, when he smiles, he has a gentle temperament like jade.

Wei Ji said: "I don't need you for the time being, but maybe in the future, with Dad around, we won't let us make the same mistakes."

"We will win in the end."

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Wei Ji went to Lvyin Pavilion for more than half an hour, until the silver plate hung high in the sky, Xie Zhiyun's stomach was growling with hunger, and Wei Ji hadn't returned yet.

Xie Zhiyun was reading, but now he felt a little hungry, so he put down the book and looked at Mu Yun: "Go to the small kitchen and let them have dinner."

Mu Yun saluted, and hurriedly retreated, when the sound of greetings came from outside.

Xie Zhiyun got off the Arhat bed, stepped on the thousand silk shoes, walked out of the main room all the way, and looked up to see Wei Ji striding towards him.

The broad sleeves fluttered behind him, hunting like the wind, with a magnificent momentum.

Xie Zhiyun thought to himself: Only Wei Ji can wear the shirt as a battle robe.

As soon as Wei Ji entered the door, he saw Xie Zhijun waiting for him at the door of the main room, so he couldn't help quickening his pace: "I thought it was a trivial matter, but it turned out to be a little late."

Xie Zhiyun nodded, and said: "It's just right, Muyun has been asked to pick up dinner, let's go to the dining room and wait."

The two sat down, and Wei Ji was also very hungry, so he grabbed the mung bean cake on the table and ate it.

Xie Zhiyun hurriedly poured him a bowl of tea, fearing that he would choke, and said, "What is it that takes so long to talk about? Take your time, dinner will be here soon."

Wei Ji felt better after adding a piece of snacks.

"Talk about resettling refugees." Wei Ji briefly explained to her, and Xie Zhiyun nodded to show that he understood.

Wei Ji said: "Yezhou wants more people, more people, but they can't want all kinds of stinky fish and rotten shrimps. If they don't know how to repent, change their ways and turn to the right, then get out of Yezhou."

Xie Zhiyun said: "That's right."

Wei Ji thought for a while, and then said: "Recently, you and your second sister-in-law have been walking around a lot. If you have time on weekdays, you can also go to the Luyin Pavilion to talk to her. I see that the Luyin Pavilion is not very good."

He has also become a relative himself, and he knows what the life after marriage is like, and he knows that if two people want to live a good life, then there must be a place in this family that makes people nostalgic.

Xie Zhiyun also knew this, and frowned: "I originally wanted to persuade you, but with my second brother's temperament, I don't want to make trouble out of it."

Wei Rong has the peculiar stubbornness of a literati.

Wei Ji said lightly: "You just discipline them, if he doesn't obey, just tell me, and I'll beat him up."

Xie Zhiyun: "..."