Nagato has such a slim waist

In the next two days, Feng Yun traveled back and forth between Mingquan Town and Xinzhou.

With skilled craftsmen, the Peace Hall was built very quickly.

Ships of green bricks, wood and stone were transported from the ferry to Mingquan. The materials were sorted into categories, and the craftsmen performed their duties. By the morning of the third day, the foundation had been built, and the wood, bricks and tiles were gradually transported, because there were many people coming and going. Soldiers and craftsmen made Mingquan Town extremely lively.

As soon as Feng Yung arrived at the parliament hall by car, Cong Wentian came over from the street of Mingquan Town and told her with a serious face.

"Girl, something happened."

Feng Yun felt a slight suddenness in his heart, "What's wrong?"

Cong Wentian said: "There is a family in Mingquan Town. Robbers broke into the house last night. More than [-] members of the family died in the house. After the robbers left, they burned the house."

He had been living in Mingquan for the past two days, keeping an eye on the construction period of the parliament building. He heard the noise last night and watched the fire soar into the sky and engulf the house in the blink of an eye.

"It's so scary. I thought at the time, there was so much wood piled up in the parliament hall, it would be unthinkable if bandits came..."

Feng Yun frowned slightly.

"Uncle Wentian, don't worry, there are so many defenders in the assembly hall, nothing can go wrong."

Cong Wentian is a craftsman and does not know what will happen in the game between the two countries. What he is most worried about is the errands and the construction period.

Feng Yun couldn't say much to him, so he felt relieved, looked at the progress of the meeting, then took the carriage and went around the outside of the house.

Looking at the charred walls and broken bricks and tiles, they are all traces of being ravaged. It is very tragic and desolate. There are soldiers walking through it, carrying out the corpses.

The charred corpses, whose appearance was indistinguishable, were all placed in the courtyard, attracting countless people to watch.

Feng Yun did not walk over, but looked across the crowd and landed on the pendant around the waist of one of the corpses.

On the day she first arrived in Mingquan, she had seen this black iron pendant tied around the waist of the pie-faced man in the restaurant in the town...

Pei Madang's work is reassuring.

A group of people died neatly and neatly.

Feng Yun sat in the carriage for a moment and motioned for Xing Dalang to come over.

"We can start buying land."

Xing Dalang responded happily.

This kid was smart, and Feng Yun didn't want to show up, so it was just right to let him go, but for safety, he still sent Ge Yi to follow.

To avoid suspicion, she used a little trick.

Da Lang pretends to be a lazy young man from a wealthy family, who is ignorant of worldly affairs but claims to do something big. Ge Yi pretends to be his servant, who looks like he is going to waste the family.

Feng Yun was very satisfied.

After they left, he looked at the sky and decided to take a walk in the town.

It rained last night, but the road was still muddy when the sun came out. The roads where humans and animals walked together were bumpy, and the wheels ran over them and made a circle of mud.

There were not many pedestrians on the road, and their faces showed the common and common emotions of people in troubled times. They were confused and numb, with their heads lowered. When they saw someone looking at them, they hurried away in fear.

Feng Yun went to the food store first.

This is the only food store selling food in Mingquan Town.

There is no polished rice, only brown rice and japonica rice, and the price is ridiculously expensive.

The shopkeeper said: "This year's harvest is not good, and the grain cannot be collected. Not to mention that my shop is open, and it is the same in Andu and Wanning. If you want to buy something, you should buy it quickly. The Chinese New Year is almost here, so stock up for the winter."

Seeing Feng Yun's hesitation, he added:

"I heard that the Beiyong Army will start to collect grain soon. By then, it's not certain whether there will be enough grain to buy."

The shopkeeper sighed as he spoke.

"I don't know if we can make peace or not. This war will last for another two years, and everyone will starve to death..."

Food is the foundation of the armed forces. Without food, we cannot feed our troops?
  Such a truth that ordinary shopkeepers in Mingquan Town understand, don't the rulers at the top of the temple understand? When the Beiyong army was short of food and grass, they would requisition food. Requisitioning grain would offend the people, and it was naturally Pei Madang who was scolded.

It can be said that the Beiyong Army is in extremely difficult circumstances at the moment. When Li Sangruo asked Pei Mangyuan to pick him up from Pingyang, was he taking the opportunity to tease him? Let him know the pros and cons, let him surrender to the court, let him be like her face Song Shou'an, who has to kneel down and lick her bones to eat?

Thinking of Pei Madang, Feng Yun had complicated thoughts.

It took a lot of effort to divide them and create a gap between Pei Mad and the Jin court. If he and Li Sangruo were allowed to resurface in Pingyang and burn together, all the efforts would be in vain...

Feng Yun's eyes darkened, showing no emotion.

"It's too expensive, make it cheaper."

The shopkeeper saw that her clothes were simple but clean and tidy, and she was accompanied by a maid and a knife-wielding entourage. He couldn't guess where she was from, but he heard that she wanted a lot more. A pound of less than three cents made the waiter carry hundreds of pounds of brown rice and japonica rice. in her car.

Feng Yun was going to take these rice to the parliament hall.

You can’t just make people work and not feed them.

When building a house to make progress, the workers should not be treated badly. In the past two days, she noticed that the porridge brought out of the kitchen was so thin that people could be seen. How can those who work hard work if they don’t have enough to eat?

However, this brown rice is also really rough...

Feng Yun reached out and touched it, and felt his tooth hurt.

Ge Guang drove the car and dragged the grain to the kitchen of the parliament hall.

"Madam said, everyone should eat with their stomachs open and be full."

In a large temporary shed, the three cooks were all wives of the craftsmen. Seeing Feng Yun hauling so much food, they gathered around excitedly, their eyes red.

"Madam, you are so kind."

"The war is in turmoil, but food and money are precious."

"When the two countries stop fighting, life will get better." Feng Yun said a few polite words and asked Bu Qu to help unload the food. Under the grateful eyes of everyone, he went back home.

This is given for free. In her opinion, it is for the construction period and progress, but in the hearts of ordinary people, food is like fairy grass, which can survive, and those who give food are good people.

I wasted time today and it was already late when I returned to Shinshu.

As night fell, Xinzhou City fell silent.

Feng Yun was restless and didn't want to return to Chunyuyuan so soon, so he ordered Ge Guang who was driving.

"Let's take a walk around town."

Ge Guang received the order and walked along the street. Under Feng Yun's guidance, he walked towards Hedi Street.

This street is lively during the day, but quiet at night.

When the lanterns came on, Feng Yun thought of the mother and daughter selling velvet flowers that day, and those girls laughing and joking...

Suddenly, Ge Guang shouted outside.

"Girl, there is Huatang Qiuyue."

Huatang Qiuyue is the place where Eunuch Chang, who came to Beijing to deliver an edict last time, slipped and fell into the water.

Feng Yun asked Ge Guang to slow down the carriage and raise the curtain to watch the legendary No. [-] flower house in Shinshu.

This street by the river was originally full of sensual places, but most of them were closed for business after the war. Therefore, the bright firelight of the autumn moon in the painting hall looked extremely extravagant in the night.

Even in troubled times, there are still people who are obsessed with life and money.

The carriage drove by slowly.

A figure on horseback suddenly fell into Feng Yun's sight.

She was stunned, "Slow down."

Ge Guang glanced sideways, turned back and whispered to Feng Yun.

"Girl, that seems to be Song, Chief Song."

Ge Guang had been to Zhongjing and was lucky enough to see the unparalleled majesty of the leader of the Oneti Cavalry Division when he went out on the streets of the Imperial City.

Suddenly seeing this person appear in Xinzhou, I couldn't help but feel a little scared.

So does Feng Yun.

She had already known from Luo Yue's letter that Song Shou'an looked a bit like Pei Ran. At that time, she felt nothing but nausea.

But when I saw him in person, I was a little frightened.

This person looks too much like Pei Madang.

In her previous life, due to her own limitations, she didn't have many opportunities to show her face, and she had never seen Song Shou'an in Zhongjing. Now when she saw this face, her first reaction was to feel goosebumps and numb bones.

Li Sangruo wanted to sleep with this man on his pillow...

She didn't believe it. When Pei Ran found out about this, how could he bear seeing this person?

Ge Guang pulled the curtain in front of the car and said in a low voice:

"This is my first time in Zhongjing. I took a look at it from a distance and was very frightened. But at first glance, I thought he looked like a general. After a few more glances, it didn't seem that way anymore. His popularity and figure are comparable to those of a general." Far from it..."

Feng Yun said softly: "That's right."

How can such a wretched and treacherous villain compare to Pei Ran?

Li Sangruo is really bold enough to find a fake by her side without fear of embarrassment and criticism. Doesn't this directly declare that she is crazy?
  "I can't see his face." Feng Yun suddenly said.

What can I do if I don’t see it? Ge Guang didn't react for a moment when he heard Feng Yun's leisurely smile: "I feel sick when I think of a face so similar in the world appearing on Li Sangruo's bed."

Ge Guang's ears were filled with the river wind and he did not hear the girl's words clearly.

Feng Yun put his hands on the small hand stove, stroking it back and forth to keep warm. His eyes were like nails, looking at the people coming slowly from a distance behind the curtain.