Ning Yi and Hong Ti's overnight absence was joked about a few times in the following two days by those who heard of it, but not excessively. Search: \(¨Complete¨Book¨God¨Station¨) to read high-quality literature for free.

Just as every era has its customs and rules, emotional issues that occasionally made Ning Yi uneasy were handled in a matter-of-fact way in this time. After living here for a long time, Ning Yi and the others gradually found the most natural way to get along.

In this kind of large household with one husband and multiple wives, there would naturally be some who were closer and some who were more distant, but overall, they got along relatively well. Su Tan'er's help to Ning Yi, her importance to this family, was self-evident, and everyone else saw it. Back then, to cover Ning Yi's entry into the river, she had come to Xiaocang River during that time, and she was so thin from handling various affairs in the valley that it was heartbreaking. Her meticulousness and resilience were almost another core of this family. Only after the Western Xia were defeated did she emerge from that period of leanness, and after a period of recuperation, she regained her figure and beauty.

During this period, her recovery owed much to Yun Zhu's care. Although their first meeting a few years ago was not pleasant, their friendship had been good over the years. In a sense, the two were women living around one man. Yun Zhu's care for Tan'er certainly stemmed from knowing her importance to Ning Yi, while Tan'er took on the demeanor of a mistress of the house. But after several years of living together, there was ultimately a family-like affection between them.

Xiao Chan and Jin'er were more casual. The young and naive maid of the past was now a twenty-five-year-old young woman. Although she had children, her appearance had not changed much. She was still basically in charge of all the household chores. She would still nag Ning Yi and Tan'er about their occasional bad habits in a low but insistent voice, just like she used to as a young maid. She liked to count on her fingers when arranging things, and she would clench her fists whenever she was anxious. Sometimes when Ning Yi heard her nagging, he couldn't help but want to reach out and pull the bouncing braid on her head—but the braid was gone after all.

Comrade Yuan Bao'er had been wanting to have children recently—for several years now—but whether it was due to her transmigrated body or the author's arrangement, although there were no problems in bed, Ning Yi had not made the women around him pregnant one after another. Sometimes, Jin'er was quite frustrated, but fortunately, she had a cheerful personality. She usually taught and took care of children, and occasionally chatted with Yun Zhu and a few of the people in charge of performing and acting at Zhu Ji about singing and dancing, so she was not bored.

Hong Ti, who mostly lived in Qingmu Village, was the oldest of the group and was the most respected and liked by everyone. Tan'er would occasionally confide in her when she encountered difficulties, also because among the few, she had probably suffered the most. Hong Ti's personality was soft and gentle. Sometimes when Tan'er spoke to her about things in a serious manner, she would feel uneasy, also because she was not confident in dealing with complex matters, and she was afraid of disappointing Tan'er or saying something wrong and delaying things. Sometimes she talked to Ning Yi about it, and Ning Yi would just smile.

The twenty-six-year-old Tan'er was only at the age of just adapting to society in later generations. She was beautiful in appearance, and after experiencing many things, she had a confident and calm temperament. But in fact, Ning Yi understood best that no matter if she was twenty, thirty, or forty years old, who would really be without confusion when facing things? Teenagers and twenty-year-olds see the composure of adults in handling things, and they wholeheartedly believe that they have become completely different people. But in reality, no matter what age, what anyone faces are probably new things. Adults have more experience than young people, but they are more aware that they have no reliance or retreat.

And in Tan'er's heart, she was actually facing all of this ahead with a strange and flustered attitude, right?

For Ning Yi, it was probably the same.

He once thought about living in seclusion and living a carefree and peaceful life, but then he took step by step to get here. Nine years of time, from warmth and tranquility to swords and shadows, and then to mountains of corpses and seas of blood, there are always places that make people sigh. Whether it is the accident or the necessity in it, it is all感慨. To be fair, Jiangning, Hangzhou, and Bianliang are far more prosperous and intoxicating than Xiaocang River and Qingmu Village.

Sometimes Ning Yi looked at these barren and desolate things in the mountains, and seeing people live and die, he would sigh. He wondered if there would be a chance to return to such a piece of land in peace in the future.

Of course, the harmonious relationship of the family at this time may also be attributed to the storms and dangers that have come along the way. If there was no such tension and pressure, everyone would not have to work together and stick together to keep warm.

Compared to other families, Ning Yi's respect and occasional guilt towards everyone is naturally part of the reason. Sometimes the family held small gatherings or picnics on the mountainside of Xiaocang River. Ning Yi would occasionally talk to them about his worries and thoughts about the future when he was too tired. He also rambled on and on, and Tan'er and others mostly didn't understand, and didn't really care. But in Ning Yi's worries, everyone would naturally feel the weight. At that time, whether it was bright stars or the bright moon in Kyushu, the weight and pressure under the night sky was different. They were just a small family going forward together in this dangerous world.

The third day after arriving at Qingmu Village was the eighth day of the second lunar month. Only a few days after the Awakening of Insects, spring rain began to fall, and looking down from the mountain, the entire huge valley was shrouded in a mist-like rain halo. There were rows of houses on the north side of the mountain, mixed with large pieces of shacks. On the south side of the mountain were rows of kilns. There were fields, ponds, streams, and large forests on the mountain and down the mountain. The settlement of nearly 20,000 people seemed a bit peaceful in this spring rain.

Some factories were distributed in the mountains, including gunpowder, stone chiseling, iron smelting, weaving, oil refining, porcelain making, etc. Some factory buildings were still lit with lights. The Grand Theater next to the market under the mountain was decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, preparing for the evening drama. In the houses where the Su family lived on one side of the valley, Su Tan'er was leisurely weaving under the eaves of the courtyard. The old man Su Yu was sitting on a chair next to her and occasionally said a few words to her. There were more than a dozen teenagers, girls, or children, including Xiao Qi, listening beside him. Occasionally, some children couldn't bear the quiet and made a noise in the back.

These children were naturally all descendants of the Su family. Except for Su Wending, Su Wenfang, Su Wenyu, Su Yanping and others who had followed Ning Yi earlier, almost no one in the Su family understood Ning Yi's rebellion. But at this level, it didn't matter whether they understood or not. For nearly two years, they had lived in Qingmu Village and could not go out. In addition, the news of Ning Yi's army defeating the Western Xia army came, and this time some people revealed the meaning of whether they could let the children in their families follow Ning Yi to work and study—following Ning Yi was a rebellion, but no matter what, as long as they were surnamed Su, their nature had been determined, and there was not much choice.

Su Yu occasionally asked about Xiaocang River, Ning Yi's affairs, and the family's affairs over there, and Tan'er operated the loom and answered them one by one. The old man mostly just listened. In the past—when Tan'er was still young, the two of them often had such times. Tan'er would tell him something, and he would explain and discuss it, in order to cultivate this granddaughter, hoping that she might become the successor of a weaving family in the future. But at this time, he was no longer easy to understand and weigh the pros and cons of these things that Tan'er was touching, so he no longer expressed his opinions.

On the other hand, a group of children next to him occasionally heard details about Xiaocang River and the defeat of the Western Xia people from Tan'er, and exclaimed "Wow". The old man just listened with his eyes closed. Only when Tan'er talked about family affairs did he open his mouth a little, asking her to take good care of the family, balance the relationship with the concubines, and not let Ning Yi be distracted too much, etc. Tan'er also nodded in agreement.

When Su Yu met Ning Yi two days ago, he didn't have so many words to say. He could not understand Ning Yi's rebellion, and in his heart, it was a major event of immeasurable weight that Ning Yi defeated the Western Xia army and saved the people in one place. He could no longer make evaluations, so he just asked Ning Yi to have a family banquet, and then let Ning Yi leave to "do his own thing." He did not mention to Ning Yi the matter of "taking care of the family" that he had mentioned to Tan'er.

That night, the drama *Assassin of the Tiger*, adapted from Hong Ti's assassination of Song Xian, was staged at the Grand Theater next to the market in Qingmu Village. Although the templates were Hong Ti, Song Xian, and others, the names were changed in the drama. The heroine was renamed Lu Qing, and Song Xian was renamed Huang Hu. This drama mainly depicts the difficulties of Qingmu Village in the past. The Liao people raided every year, and Wu Chao's military officer Huang Hu also came to Mount Lüliang, saying that he was recruiting soldiers, but in fact he set traps, killed some Lüliang people and pretended that they were Liao soldiers to hand in as credit for meritorious service, and then became a general.

And Lu Qing, a female warrior who grew up enduring hardships and difficulties in Mount Lüliang, went south to Jiangning to avenge the villagers. She encountered many twists and turns along the way, encountering bandits and tigers one after another. She killed the tigers with only a sword. After arriving in Jiangning, she fell into Huang Hu's trap, survived nine deaths, and finally succeeded in revenge with the help of Lu Dicen, a scholar from Jiangning.

After that, the female warrior Lu Qing returned to Mount Lüliang, but the villagers she loved were still constantly suffering from hunger and cold and the oppression from the north and the south. In order to save Mount Lüliang, she finally put on a blood-colored mask and transformed into the Blood Bodhisattva, and then fought for Mount Lüliang…

Ning Yi participated in the change of this story. In order to achieve the effect, there were also many symbolic things, such as the names Lu Qing, Huang Hu, and Lu Dicen, and the drama of talented scholars and beautiful women. As for the plot of killing a tiger, it was a bridge added to make it more popular.

As a modern person who was used to watching popular movies, Ning Yi had no love for the dramas of this era, but the addition of some things greatly improved the watchability. For example, he let the people from Zhuji make lifelike props and drama backgrounds for Jiangning City, which maximized the audience's sense of immersion. That night, there were constant exclamations in the Grand Theater, including Han Jing and others who were used to seeing the scenery of big cities in Bianliang City. They were all watching intently. Ning Yi sat there with his chin in his hand, secretly scolding this group of bumpkins.

Sitting next to him, Hong Ti, who was also a bumpkin, was also stunned and amazed. For a moment, she forgot that the female warrior Lu Qing, who was makeuped by Yuan Jin'er, was actually herself, and she was also watching the unfounded plot of the female warrior Lu Qing killing the tiger with great interest. The people who came to the theater this time were all old people from Qingmu Village. Some were sad, some were indignant, and some were cheering when they saw the key parts. After watching it, Ning Yi thought to himself that the purpose of writing this play seemed to have been achieved.

In the next two days, *Assassin of the Tiger*

was performed continuously in this theater. Whenever there was a performance, Hong Ti, Tan'er, Yun Zhu, Xiao Chan and others would go to watch it together. The feelings of Xiao Chan and others were roughly "Miss Lu is so amazing", but for Hong Ti, what she really感慨 was some of the allusive characters in the play, such as Liang Bingfu and Fu Duanyun who had died. Whenever she saw them, her eyes would turn red, and then she would say: "It's not like this."

Ning Yi was not able to stay in Qingmu Village leisurely for long after all. During these few days, in addition to the performance of the new play, the soldiers on both sides also conducted a series of martial arts competitions. Ning Yi arranged for some of his intelligence personnel to go north - during the Black Flag Army's battle against the Western Xia people, the team led by Lu Yannian, one of the leaders of the Zhuji intelligence system, had successfully opened a secret route in the Jin Kingdom to buy back prisoners of war from the Wu Dynasty. Since then, various messages have been transmitted, and the fact that the Jurchens have begun to study artillery technology has also been completely confirmed earlier.

According to the various intelligence collected, the Jurchen army did not gradually decline after Aguda's death. Until now, they are in a period of rapid rise. This rising vitality is reflected in their absorption of new technologies and continuous progress.

When the Jurchens rose up and captured the capital of the Liao Kingdom in half a day, those who did not know the inside story might have thought that the Jurchens had mastered powerful siege technology. But in fact, this was not the case. At that time, the Jurchen army did not even have systematic siege tactics. What supported them in capturing that strong city was pure wildness and a spirit of not fearing death. The Jurchen's siege tactics were constantly improving in the process of capturing the entire Liao Kingdom and then invading the Wu Dynasty. Even the siege of Taiyuan and the defense of Bianliang were also training exercises for them.

After capturing Bianliang, the Jurchens plundered a large number of craftsmen and returned to the north. Now, the Jurchen army in Yunjhong Prefecture is constantly strengthening the research on various war machines, including firearms. In this regard, Wanyan Zonghan is indeed a man of great talent and strategy, and the existence of such a group of constantly progressing enemies often gave Ning Yi a sense of urgency that made the back of his head tingle after receiving a lot of information.

While these messages were coming in one after another, news of the movement of the Jurchen army north of Yanmen Pass also came occasionally. Under the recuperation and rehabilitation policy of the Jin Emperor Wugumai, most places in the Jin Kingdom have resumed commerce and the flow of people, so the large-scale movement of the army cannot escape the eyes of those who are interested. This time, the assembly of the Jin Kingdom's army was stable and quiet, but within this stability was a calmness and atmosphere that was enough to crush everything.

In the first half of last year, the Jurchens withdrew their troops from Bianliang and ordered Zhang Bangchang to inherit the throne and change the Yuan to Great Chu. When the Jurchens left, Zhang Bangchang abdicated, which made the Jurchens send envoys to protest. Later, when King Kang succeeded to the throne, the Jurchens protested again. The Wu Dynasty would naturally not stop establishing a new emperor because of a protest from the Jurchens, and the Jurchens did not roll around or say anything harsh because of this.

However, in the eyes of those who were interested, the Jurchens' year of recuperation and silence had gradually accumulated and brewed a suffocating atmosphere. Even in the remote mountains of the northwest, Ning Yi had never felt relaxed when he occasionally thought of these things.

After sending the new batch of personnel to the north, on the twelfth day of the second lunar month, Ning Yi and others said goodbye to Su Yu and embarked on the road back to Xiaocang River. At this time, spring was still not warm. It had been nine years since Ning Yi first saw this era. The banners and flags were fluttering in the north, the Yellow River was roaring again, and the spring in the south of the Yangtze River was still peaceful with singing and dancing. In every corner of this world, people were fulfilling their respective missions as always,迎向未知.

Yunzhong Prefecture, due to the movement and gathering of the army, the atmosphere of the city had become solemn again, but for the Jurchens who grew up in the midst of war, there was nothing wrong with such an atmosphere. Business was still being done in the market, and banquets were still being held in brothels and restaurants. No matter what was next, whether it was war or something else, it was all an opportunity for them.

Chen Wenjun chased after her child through the manor in the mansion and saw the figure of her husband and the head of his guards walking in and talking in a low voice. She hugged her child and walked over. Wanyan Xiyin waved at the head of the guards: "Be careful, go ahead."

"Are you back? How was the situation today? Are there any worries?"

The maid took the cloak off of Wanyan Xiyin. Xiyin smiled and shook his head: "They are all small things, to be dealt with when the time comes."

"What about General Loushi's news?"

"It depends on what His Majesty thinks. Zongfu is loyal and upright, and Zongbi is short-sighted. The Wu Dynasty is disobedient, and they want to kill King Kang, but how can a national war be fought with emotions..." He said here, glanced at his wife, then put his arm around her and walked inside, "You...you shouldn't worry about these things..."

Chen Wenjun looked at him calmly and smiled helplessly: "I always have to worry about it."

"That's right..." Xiyin was slightly stunned, then nodded, "In any case, the Wu Dynasty is exhausted. We have attacked again and again, plundering people and things back again and again. It is ultimately stupid. Wenjun, the only way to bring peace to the world and reduce the suffering of the people is for us to pacify this Southern Dynasty as soon as possible..."

As he spoke, he walked inside with his wife. When crossing the threshold of the courtyard, Chen Wenjun tilted her head. In that casual glance, the head of the guards was leading several

people from the mansion, rushing out.

In a market on one side of Yunzhong Prefecture, a man in Chinese clothes and a Jurchen local overlord known as Master Qi were meeting secretly in a courtyard again. After exchanging a few pleasantries, that "Master Qi" fell silent for a moment with a sneer: "To be honest, this time, Lao Qi has something that is difficult to say."

"Oh? Master Qi, please speak freely."

"I heard that there is going to be a war, and the rumors outside are tight. This time the goods will be difficult to get, so the price has to be increased."

"Master Qi...that's not what we agreed to before. And where did you hear the news about the war?"

That Master Qi twitched the corner of his mouth: "People have a pair of eyes and a pair of ears. By watching and listening more, they can always understand. To be honest, after dealing with you a few times, Lao Qi has not yet figured out your background. This time, I don't want to play confused. Gentlemen..."

He spoke slowly, and a middle-aged guard behind the man in Chinese clothes leaned over slightly, frowning: "There is a trap..."

The man in Chinese clothes sank his brows, suddenly lifted his clothes and drew his sword. On the opposite side, the face of Master Qi, who was still speaking slowly, changed, and he jumped a zhang away.

"He is stalling for time!"

"Go——"

Several people turned around and left. That Master Qi led several people around him and surrounded him. A young man who had been smiling next to the man in Chinese clothes took two steps and suddenly turned around, pounced on that Lao Qi. The middle-aged guard also pounced out at the same time.

"It's unethical to betray! Grab him as a hostage!"

"Go first!"

The blade was slashed out, and someone jumped down from the side of the courtyard. A warrior next to Lao Qi was chopped down by the young man's knife, and the stench of blood spread out. Lao Qi took a few steps back, drew his sword and roared: "This has nothing to do with me!"

The young master in Chinese clothes took people and rushed out the door. At the street intersection opposite, Jurchen soldiers were besieging him...

On this day, small-scale chaos occurred in the city of Yunzhong Prefecture. A group of thugs fled in the city and fought with patrolling soldiers. Soon after, the chaos was quelled. At the same time, on the land north of Yanmen Pass, the cleanup of Southern spies who had infiltrated was launched on a large scale from this day on. The border began to be sealed off, and the atmosphere became extremely solemn.

Gushen Wanyan Xiyin also wielded a knife against the many forces hidden in the darkness.

To the south, Jinan Prefecture, a new governor named Liu Yu arrived here. Not long ago, he had tried to curry favor in Yingtain to get a position. After going through the back door of Zhang Que, the deputy director of the Central Secretariat, he got the real position of the governor of Jinan. However, the people in Shandong are known for their bravery and banditry, Liu Yu also sent a memorial to the new emperor, hoping to be reassigned to Jiangnan as an official. After that, he received severe criticism. But in any case, having an official position is better than having no official position, so he came to take office in a fit of anger.

Soon after, this official will embark on the historical stage with a heavy stroke.

Outside Yingtain Prefecture, on the green grassland, Jun Wu was riding his horse. A few days ago, with the help of Lu Agui and others, he had fought wits with some old bureaucrats and took out a batch of military equipment and supplies from the military and household departments, together with the improved elm wood cannons, and sent them to several armies that supported him. It is difficult to say whether this can be regarded as a victory, but for young people, it is always让人觉得心情舒畅. This afternoon, he went outside the city to test the new hot air balloon. Although it would still fail as usual, he still rode his horse and ran freely for a while.

The horse stopped on a hillside illuminated by the setting sun. The walls of Yingtain stretched out far away at the end. Jun Wu rode on his horse, looking at this piece of light, and thought that becoming the crown prince was actually not bad. He took a long breath and thought of some poems, and recited them: "Qinghai is covered with long clouds and dark snow mountains, and a lonely city looks far away at the Jade Gate Pass. Yellow sand has worn through golden armor in hundreds of battles, and it will never return until Loulan is broken..."

After all, he is a man. Sometimes, he also hopes that he can carry his sword and ride his horse, gallop on the battlefield of thousands of miles in the sky full of blood and rain, and save the people from the fire and water. But of course, at this time, there is a more suitable position for him.

He stood in this magnificent sunshine for a long, long time.

Go north, Yanmen Pass.

The heavy city wall is ancient and majestic. The damage after the war with the Jurchens in the past few years has not been repaired. In this spring when it is still a bit cold, it appears lonely and quiet. Birds fly over from the wind and stop on the dilapidated battlements. There are lonely long roads on both sides of the city wall.

After the countdown that can only be counted in days, the banners and flags that cover the sky and the sun, the endless sea of spears and the forest of knives, the earth-shattering iron hooves and the sound of war drums, are about to come here again——

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