After the villains heard my voice, they all lost their composure.

"Hey, Brother Wu, why are you dressed so neatly today?"

In the dim light of the morning, in an alley in the east of the city, Wu Lian, who had tidied up, went out and happened to meet the two men next door who were pouring night fragrance.

Wu Lian tugged on the fine clothes he only wore during the Chinese New Year, and said with a hint of amusement, "Today we have to deliver supplies to the military camp. Am I not one of the ten people chosen? I need to go and meet up early."

"Is this today?"

Er Zhuang's eyes were full of envy, "I heard that I prepared a lot of things and even delivered them to the military camp in person. Brother Wu, you are so impressive today."

Wu Lian smiled, "I'm leaving. It's not good to be late."

He can brag about today's events for decades, and he will tell his grandchildren when he has them.

As the sky gradually grew brighter, many people gathered at the door of the car. The Yan family loaded all the supplies to the city gate overnight, including tens of thousands of kilograms of grain, hundreds of fat pigs, and several cartloads of shoes and bags. Charcoal fires and even various medicinal materials were purchased by the Yan family through all possible means. It is said that in order to rush to make shoes, people in the garment workshops did not rest during the Chinese New Year and hired many women to rush the work. , and only six thousand pairs were collected.

The egg collection stall has not been confiscated since years ago. No matter how many there are, even if only one is delivered, they will still be collected. Now they are neatly placed in the hay basket, waiting to be sent to the army to replenish the soldiers. .

“I’ve never seen so much food in my life.”

The people watching were very interested. Some people laughed and said: "I have never seen so many pigs. I heard that I didn't kill them because I was afraid that the soldiers would be reluctant to eat them. How long will it take to eat so many pigs?"

"There are so many people. I heard that there are only ten pigs in one meal. Each person can get two or three slices of these ten pigs, but they can't eat them open."

"There are still too few pigs."

"I can't help it, it's hard to buy. I heard that it took me a long time to buy just these."

When it was daybreak, a group of soldiers cleared the way and Yongchang came. Yongchang sat high on his horse and drove the horse to the side of the goods according to Yan Muan's instructions early in the morning. He handed over to the people and said loudly: "Thank you very much, Lieutenant General of the army." Thanks to the generosity of all the martyrs of the Southern Qi Dynasty, the soldiers are practicing day and night in the army. What they want is to use their own skills to repel the intruders when a strong enemy attacks. There is a strong enemy in front of them and their country behind them. They have no way to retreat. retreat."

"The people who know that they are protecting are thinking of them, and they still donate generously even though they are not rich themselves. They are so moved that they can only protect the people behind them with their blood and flesh and blood, and protect their homes and country, so that they can live up to everyone's feelings. their expectations.”

After speaking, he turned his head and bowed his hands to the people again, "I would like to thank you all again on behalf of the soldiers in the army."

Many of the people watching had family members in the army, and all of them had tears in their eyes. Yan Muan in the carriage opened the curtain and took a look, thinking that the widowed king's speech skills were still not good, and if he wanted to be sensational, he would have to cry. land?

But it’s pretty good to be able to say these two sentences.

The supplies started heading towards the camp on the outskirts of Beijing. Sister Zhou was also in Yan Mu'an's carriage, holding two pieces of paper and handed them to Yan Mu'an. The first one was the piece of paper that Sister Zhou had drawn with charcoal that she liked. He drew a circle to mark the location of the pig farm, "Is this free range?"

There is no pig pen.

The silly eldest sister said, "This area has beautiful mountains and clear waters, and there is a lot of green grass on the ground. The pigs can be ventilated and move freely. When the time comes, a large shed will be built in this area, and they will be driven inside to sleep at night. The pigs Put food aside and keep them in one place when pooping. These are things that can be taught.”

Yan Mu'an still felt that there was a risk, "If you keep them in a free range, you won't be afraid of being stolen. What if they break through the fence and run away?"

Sister Zhou said that if you build a pigsty, you will have to spend more money. Yan Mu'an said that you should spend what you need. "I think we can build a pigsty along the top, a half-high stone wall, and use a straw shed on top, so that it can be used as a pigsty." If you raise them in captivity, you don’t have to worry about them running away. You still need to have fences and arrange for people to keep watch.” After seeing the scene, Sister Zhou took out charcoal sticks and started drawing. After the pig pen was almost done, she said to the person who placed them, “I’m sure They have to be arranged together, with people living upstream and pig farms downstream, and this is land.”

Yan Mu'an looked at it carefully and felt that there was no problem for the time being. "We will take a closer look today and make a decision if it is suitable."

Sister Zhou put away the paper and thought that the princess was quite easy to talk to. She also thought that she would soon own a pig farm again. The difference was that there were more than 300 more people, which was full of enthusiasm.

The carriage had been bumpy since it left the city, almost getting bumpier as it went. Yan Mu'an felt that her bones were aching due to the bumps. After all, she had been pampered for a while and became a lot more squeamish.

He opened the curtain and saw the man on horseback in front of him. He sighed faintly, "Isn't it so bumpy when riding a horse?" 】

【I really want to ride a horse too. 】

Yong Chang turned around and smiled, raised his hand to stop the team, turned around and walked to the carriage, "Are you bored? Do you want to come out and ride a horse?"

Yan Mu'an's eyes lit up. He was about to agree but then thought about how there were so many people today. It would be unpleasant to let people see it and then spread the word. At least it would be said that this prince was sanctimonious and he had to take the princess with him on the way to lead the people to deliver supplies to the army. , and even hugged each other and rode horses. When the time comes, the prince will have a lustful reputation, and she will also have an even worse reputation.

"Forget it, just keep holding on and we'll get there."

Yongchang didn't force himself, turned around and continued walking forward. Sister Zhou looked at Yan Mu'an with bright eyes, "The relationship between the princess and the prince is very good?"

"Okay."

Yan Mu'an didn't mean what she said. After all, she was working for the widowed king now.

Sister Zhou smiled and said: "It's really rare. I thought that someone like the prince must have a yard of concubines. There are so many concubines that he can't even remember them. But I heard that there aren't any."

"But Princess, you're just fine yourself."

Why didn't I dress like a princess? Why did I become an old sister-in-law who couldn't have children?

Sister Zhou began to lament her tragic experience again, and was very envious of Yan Muan, mainly because she was young and had many possibilities.

Yan Mu'an saw that she was no longer as energetic as before, so she asked, "I heard from Mrs. Zhou that you came back from your husband's house. Are you planning to go back?"

Sister Zhou shook her head, "What are you going to do?"

"It's just that we haven't divorced yet and the other party doesn't agree, but there's nothing I can do about it. I can only waste my time doing this."

A man with a mouth full of yellow teeth wanted to take a concubine. Thinking about it, she felt like she could spit out the last night's meal. She raised her eyes and looked at Yan Mu'an, "If, I say if, if I can successfully raise the pig farm, I can also take care of those people." Refugee, can the princess help me reconcile?"

Yan Mu'an nodded, "If the time comes when separation is necessary, I will certainly be willing to help you."

Sister Zhou has renewed her hope.