The blessing of the splendid farm family is married to the world

Chapter 177 Destiny
An Xu brought over the last pot of soup, and said, "Just ask Mr. Lu for it. Check it out when you're free. Anyway, I think there must be a situation where there must be empty pay."

Zong Che went over and kissed her on the cheek, "I'll watch it after dinner."

The roster is very detailed. The names of the soldiers, the current battalion, their ancestral home, and the number of brothers in the family are all recorded.

It is comparable to the fish scale book recorded by the imperial household department.

An Xu held a bowl of wild fruits that can be seen everywhere on the grassland, and sat beside Zong Che while eating.

After watching for a while, I couldn't help but yawned and fell asleep lying on the side.

Zong Che smiled, took off a thin quilt to cover her, and continued to read, holding a watch in his hand, and made a detailed military barracks statistical table according to the statistical table An Xu had made.

Every day after that, the two of them were doing these things almost every day.

In less than a week, An Xu learned how to ride a horse, and Partridge Daoxiang learned about the same.

As for the two little brothers, on the second day of learning how to ride a horse, they were able to walk around the field on a pony.

In the morning, when An Xu woke up from her sleep, she saw a man in armor standing by the bed against the morning light outside. She woke up suddenly: "Are you going to fight grass bandits today?"

Zong Che didn't expect to wake her up. He sat down and held her hand, and said with a smile, "Don't worry, wait for me at home. I'll be back at night at the latest."

"Okay," An Xu didn't know what to say, nodded, and when he turned around to go out, he stopped him and said, "Zong Che, be careful."

Zong Che turned around: "I know."

I have to spare my life for you.

As soon as he got out of the main tent, he saw Mr. Lu riding a horse with more than 20 soldiers behind him.

"Mr. Lu, are you ready?" Zong Che got on his horse.

"It's just a few grassroots bandits," Mr. Lu said with a smile, "Don't worry, the general."

Zong Che smiled, not showing off his quick tongue.

An Xu got up soon, and when the sound of neat footsteps outside disappeared, he began to do his own thing.

This morning, the partridge went to the city with the car purchased by the military camp, and picked out a lot of fresh vegetables. The meat was slaughtered by the military camp, half a sheep.

An Xu plans to cook mutton hot pot and celebrate Zong Che when he comes back.

"There is no shortage of meat here, but there are too few vegetables." An Xu sighed.

After only seven or eight days, she felt nauseous after eating meat.

It's just that the vegetable greenhouse has only been built for two days, and if you want to eat the vegetables you grow, it will take two months at the earliest.

Still gotta get some tea first.

After unloading the things he bought from the city, Partridge recalled what he saw when he left the city, and walked over and said, "Miss, when I was leaving the city, the servant saw a strange thing."

"What's the matter?" An Xu cut several pieces of lamb shoulder chops and put them in a basin beside him to marinate the grilled lamb chops.

Partridge frowned: "A lot of people coughed three times as soon as they left, and were escorted out of the city by a few guards, heading towards the direction of the east city. But the people in the city didn't discuss it, and they just shook their heads when they saw it. Think, is there really a plague in Jiping City?"

An Xu thought for a while and said, "It shouldn't be so fast."

But just to be on the safe side, "I will make some masks later, and I will make them for those who need to buy them, and you will take them with you when you enter the city."

If there was a plague, the barracks would no longer be safe, because many guerrilla generals, General Zhongyong, still commute between Huoliang City and the barracks every morning and evening.

At noon, a small soldier came to report: "Madam, there is a caravan outside to deliver things to you."

As soon as he heard that it was a caravan, An Xu immediately thought of the An family, and ran out to have a look. Sure enough, more than a dozen carts were sent by the An family's merchants from the Western Regions.

An Xu paid the reward, and asked people to take the merchant to a tent on the edge to rest.

The goods in these dozen or so carts are basically fresh vegetables and fruits, as well as the tea that An Xu wanted, and there are several jars of tea cakes.

There is also a large cart of canned food, half of which are canned lychees and red bayberries.

These two are An Xu's favorite canned fruits.

In addition, there are two large bags of tomatoes and green beans.

Cabbage, cucumbers and other vegetables or seeds that are very common in Huoliang City were not brought.

An Xu opened a letter inside and saw that it was still in An Chong's handwriting, so he knew that he hadn't gone to Fucheng to prepare for the exam in advance and waited for the rural exam, so he might have been waiting for her letter at home.

"There's still a big basket of fresh lotus root." Partridge opened a basket and said with a smile, "Miss, we're not short of vegetables now."

Daoxiang didn't care about these things, she kept paying attention to the envelope in An Xu's hand, and when she saw that she had folded it after reading it, she hurried forward; "Miss, I'll take it."

An Xu glanced at her, guessed her intentions, and let her take the letter without saying anything.

After a while, Dao Xiang, who had put the letter back in the room, came out with a low expression.

Both An Xu and Partridge ignored her, because with tomatoes, there is no shortage of beef here. After going out for a while, Partridge came back with a heavy basket full of beef brisket, and stewed a large pot of tomatoes at noon. Sirloin.

In the evening, the round setting sun sank to the horizon, and from a distance, it was a long distance of cooking smoke rising into the sky.

The sun sets in the long river, and the lonely smoke in the desert is straight.

Although you can't see the desert, the scenery is very similar.

An Xu rode a horse and waited outside the vast military camp. From time to time, one or two shepherds driving their flocks passed by, and they would look back curiously when they were far away.

He seemed to be curious as to why there was a woman outside the big tent of the military camp.

After a while, Yan Dial and Yan Zhun also ran over on a pony.

"Sister-in-law, elder brother is coming back soon." Yan Zhun said.

Yan Gui stretched out his hand and tugged on his younger brother's sleeve, aren't you the one who doesn't open the pot?

An Xu didn't worry much about Zong Che, she just wanted to see the result of his small expedition today, she smiled, and wiped each of the two children's heads.

"Sister-in-law, you're back." Yan Gui suddenly looked at Beibei and said.

At the junction of the blue and white sky and the earth, some black shadows appeared.

A quarter of an hour later, the sound of horseshoes and footsteps came together in front of us.

Zong Che jumped off his horse, went to An Xu's side and hugged her first, then turned around and said anxiously to the soldiers guarding and patrolling outside the barracks: "Hurry up and bring the military doctor, Mr. Lu is seriously injured."

The patrol leader, who was still expressionless when he heard the general's order, immediately changed his face when he heard the next sentence, turned around and rushed into the barracks.

An Xu looked at Mr. Lu who was carried off his horse by several soldiers. The other party was already unknown, and when he bumped, a blood hole in his abdomen bleeds.

Looking at his face again, it was already bluish-gray.

With the current medical conditions, the chance of being saved is very small.

An Xu followed Zong Che inside, and asked in a low voice, "What's going on?"

After she got up, she inquired with Dai Lun who did not go with her, and heard that Mr. Lu who went with him brought a lot of soldiers.

During her day, she worried from time to time whether Zong Che would be tripped by Mr. Lu, but Dai Ji was with him, and with him as the middleman, it would not be a big deal.

But An Xu never expected that it would be Mr. Lu who will have a major event.

Zong Che said: "Maybe it's more unlucky. When I came back, this Mr. Lu ran into a horse trap."

There are wild horses on the grassland, and some herdsmen set up horse pits outside for their livelihood. The horses are caught to raise them well. Naturally, there will be no sharp branches in the horse pits.

But Mr. Lu was unlucky because the wound on his stomach was completely pierced by the arrow he hung on the back of the horse.

So even though Mr. Lu was so seriously injured and his soldiers were blushing with anger, there was no reason to challenge Zong Che, the chief general.

Dai Ji then walked into the camp, shaking his head as he walked: how can there be such an unlucky person, it seems that God is not on the side of the second prince.

Mr. Lu is the backbone of these people left behind by the second prince. If he is gone, the morale of the army will be lost by half.

When Wan Jing got the news, the small tower-like man ran to the main account angrily, seeking Zong Che to settle the score.

He didn't believe it was an unlucky coincidence. Mr. Lu told them last night that he wanted to take the opportunity to kill the little boy surnamed Zong. How could it be possible that he was fine, but Mr. Lu was seriously injured and was about to die.

The person in charge said, "The general hasn't come back yet."

Wan Jing didn't believe it, so he rushed into several tents and looked around, then grabbed a soldier and shouted: "What about the bastard, are you afraid to shrink back?
Xiaobing was trembling with fright, not knowing what General Wan was talking about.

At this time, Xu Hai and Liu Mo, two guerrilla generals who had a good relationship with Wan Jingbian, rushed over and held him back to try to persuade him to come out.

Wan Jing said angrily: "Mr. Lu must have been killed by that bastard, you two are not going to take care of it?"

Xu Hai whispered: "Let's go to see Mr. Lu first, ask about the situation, and plan slowly."

No matter how much you look down on that little boy from the capital, he is the chief general of the northern border with the imperial edict.

Wan Jing tried to hold back his violent temper, and said, "Let's go and see Mr. Lu first."

Before entering Mr. Lu's camp, he heard a voice from inside: "If you need any good medicine, the general will be found by others, and you will save Mr. Lu at all costs."

Wan Jingbian could hear the hypocrisy and gloating in this voice, he swung the curtain with his thick arms and the man rolled in, drew out the long knife at his waist and took Zongche straight in the face.

Kill first, then talk, isn't he the one who decides what to say when everyone dies?

But this idea has not yet settled down, Wan Jing felt a chill in his chest, and he was kicked out, watching the little soldier who stabbed the long knife shout: "Come on, there are assassins to assassinate the general."

An Xu didn't see the scene of blood splattering, and Zong Che covered her eyes in time.

Zong Che looked coldly at Wan Jingbian who was about to grit his teeth on the ground, and said to Xu Hai and Liu Mo who came in the next step: "If you don't suppress this assassin, do you want to plot rebellion too?"

Assassinating the imperial general is tantamount to treason.

This logic is fine.

But Dai Ji, who was standing on the other side, was still a little unresponsive, why within a day, the two people who opposed Zong Che the most were decided to die one after another in a fair and just manner.

"You are the traitor." Wan Jing panted and scolded.

Xu Gan hurriedly knelt down, pressed Wan Jing's side, and pleaded: "Overlord, General Wan is drunk, please forgive him this time."

Liu Mo also knelt down to intercede.

Zong Che waved his hand and said, "For the sake of him being a veteran, forget it. Take him down for treatment."

This time, Xu Hai and Liu Mo were full of admiration and gratitude for this literati general.

Not resolutely pursuing Wan Jingbian, it can be seen that General Zong is a figure who can pull a boat in the prime minister's belly.

(End of this chapter)