Nongmen's fierce wife busy farming

Chapter 1109 It's Not Good To Be Under Pressure

"That's right, let's trust General Han. The Han family's army is our patron saint. In addition to collecting taxes and food, the imperial court is also pulling Zhuang Ding to build river channels."

Hearing the tone of the crowd, Han Jing pursed the corners of her lips, clasped her hands together and gave a deep salute,
"Mr. Han, thank you folks for your approval, and thank you for your understanding."

At this moment, an old man over fifty years old walked out from the crowd, he cupped his hands,

"General Han, we don't need you to thank us. Everyone knows what kind of life our common people have lived in these years. It has been safe and peaceful these years, thanks to General Han leading the guards."

"The little old man has lived most of his life, and what he longs for most is to live in peace. In the past, the southern barbarians crossed the border at every turn, robbed people, grabbed food and hurt others. Everyone lived in fear every day. The court sent several waves of generals, but in the end it was Han It only took half a year for the old general to drive the Nanmanzi out of Yulin Mountain."

"Since then, we border people have lived a stable life. Old General Han's great kindness, the little old man will never forget even when he is here!"

At this moment, someone yelled, "Don't let loyal ministers be wronged, return justice to the Han family, and return the world to justice."

As soon as these words came out, everyone raised their fists and shouted together as if they had found their backbone.

"Return justice to the Han family, and return the world to justice."

"Return justice to the Han family, and return the world to justice..."

Han Jing looked at the crowd, his eyes flashed deep, Yin Yi, you can see, if the Han family wants to rebel, they can do it at any time.

If it weren't for your ruthlessness, I wouldn't be able to make up my mind.

Unfortunately, the price paid for this determination was too great.

The shouts were majestic, and the wave was higher than the wave, so that the two prefects standing aside, with pale faces and open mouths, didn't know what to say for a while.

The Han family in Qingdu was actually wiped out, why didn't they get any news?
Although they know now, can they still go out?

Thinking of the besieged mansion, and the city gate that was occupied, Liu Zhifu and Tong Zhi looked at each other, and the two trembled secretly.

This is not on the side of Emperor Juqing, the Han family is rebelling.

Since ancient times, those who have made things happen must take advantage of the right time, place and people. As far as the present is concerned, Han Jing is not lacking in these three things.

Today's small wave of momentum alone has achieved great results.

Han Jing left matters outside to Mr. Mu, and he wanted to rush to the backyard as soon as possible.

Madam has been worried about him for a long time, and she doesn't know what's going on with her health?

"General, wait a minute?"

Just when Han Jing turned around, Liu Zhifu still spoke nervously.

"The two adults don't go back to the house to stay, why call me the general?" Looking at the two, Han Jing's eyes were slightly cold, and the bottom of his eyes was even more turbulent.

If it weren't for the fact that these two people are usually quite good-natured, the heads of these two people can be used to worship the flag today.

"...Liu is very sorry to hear about what happened to the Han family. Please mourn the general."

When he saw Han Jing's eyes, he forcibly swallowed the words he wanted to fight for. At this time, arguing about right and wrong is similar to a reminder.

Han Jing glanced at the two of them, and suppressed the emotions in his eyes, "Mr. Mu, send the two adults back home so that they can settle down."

"Yes, General."

Mr. Mu walked down the steps, waved his hand, and two teams of people immediately appeared in front of him.

"My lords, please~"

Liu Zhifu looked at Han Jing who walked in, and pursed the corners of his lips, no matter how unwilling he was, it would not be worth the sword without eyes.

Sending away the two adults, Mr. Chen and Mr. Wang politely evacuated the people. The first wave of momentum was considered a success. Next, they want to let the people in the whole city know that the monarch is inhumane, cruel to the loyal, implements tyranny, and serves the general. Step into Qingdu and lay the groundwork.

Han Jing threw off her dirty cloak, and was about to run to the backyard when she heard a familiar call.

"General,"

Under the corridor, a woman with a big belly was staring at him, with a gentle smile on her face, except for those big almond eyes, which were dizzy with water, as if they could burst the embankment in a blink of an eye.

Han Jing walked lightly, for fear of scaring her, walked to her side step by step, stared at him condescendingly, and reached out to stroke her cheek.

Even though she puts on powder, you can still see the bruises under her eyes at a glance.

These days, her life is not much easier than her own, but it is under pressure.

He gently embraced her in his arms, supporting her lower back with one hand, for fear of pressing her stomach.

"Ma'am, I made you worry."

"It's okay, just come back."

Bai Ningxiang put her arms around his waist, buried her face in his chest, and said nothing, but when she saw the man appearing in front of her eyes, the strength in her heart finally collapsed.

Does anyone know how she survived these days?How much pressure and responsibility did you bear?

It is also necessary to control emotions at all times, so as not to hurt the baby in the stomach.

These days, she has only one belief in her heart, which is to hold on to the General's Mansion, to hold on to the Zhangzhou Mansion, and wait for the General to come back.

Before the general returned, she was the invincible, calm and calm wife of the general.

Now that the burden has finally fallen, it was as if the boulder in her heart had been removed. The moment she fell on Han Jing's chest, she couldn't help it.

Feeling the wetness in her chest, Han Jing froze for a moment, followed by heartache.

It is really difficult for her to let her carry the general's mansion alone and take care of her own body.

Gently hugging the person in his arms, patted her back with distress, lowered his head and kissed her forehead, silently comforting her.

It took a while for Bai Ningxiang to stabilize her emotions, wiped her eyes with a handkerchief, and when she looked up at Han Jing again, her eyes were exceptionally clear.

"I've had people prepare hot water, take a good bath, and then set up a mourning hall for my parents to pay homage to!"

Husband and wife have been together for several years, and some words can be known to each other without needing to be spoken.

Han Jing nodded, and carefully helped her walk to the backyard.

The bumpy road, from beginning to end, did not stop for a moment. It was not until returning to Zhangzhou Mansion that the tense nerves were relaxed for a moment.

After taking a bath and changing clothes, she changed into the plain clothes that Bai Ningxiang had prepared long ago. Under her watchful eyes, she ate vegetarian food, and finally Yun Ni brought another bowl of ginseng soup.

Just as Han Jing frowned, she was picked up by Bai Ningxiang.
"General, today is different from the past. You must take care of your health in order to seek justice for the Han family."

Han Jing looked at her, pursed the corners of her lips, took the bowl and poured it with her head up, "Xiangxiang is right, today is different from the past."

After eating, Han Jing consulted with Bai Ningxiang about the layout of the mourning hall, then turned around and left.

Next, everything is under his leadership.

In the hall, Han Jing sat on the main seat, besides the three gentlemen below, they were all his confidantes.

"General, the mourning hall is set up in the hall, and the hall is hung in the mansion, so that the people of Zhangzhou Mansion can know that the old general has died."

"Diaowen, let's prepare the sacrificial oration by ourselves. Visitors only need to stay in the front hall and worship."

(End of this chapter)