Powerful Song Dynasty

Chapter 634
Feng Wanjun looked at Qiu Yun in surprise, her face was full of disdain, more of indifference, definitely not pretending to be calm, she really didn't know what to do, would an imperial army be compared to the Transit Envoy?This is absolutely impossible.

"Let's not talk about these things. I will have a solution when the time comes." Qiu Yun has no good solution, unless he sends a request to Wang Xiu, he has already decided to do so when he has to.

"Brother, what's the matter today?" Feng Wanjun was smart and knew that Qiu Yun would not meet her through Yajuan for no reason, so there must be something important.

"Sister is going to war, this time is different than before, you go back and tell your father, quickly pack up your things and go south to Xuzhou." Qiu Yun said solemnly, and he felt relieved as he spoke. He had never felt that he was so looking forward to the Jin army's southward march, at least delayed When he was thinking about it, he really didn't want to think about Wang Xiu's outstanding request, which hadn't happened once in so many years.

"It's going to war again, aren't you going to leave again?" Feng Wanjun stopped walking, her eyes were like scissors, and she looked nervously at Qiu Yun, her face full of worry.

Qiu Yun frowned, as if seeing the bloody battlefield, he smiled lightly: "This is my duty, killing the enemy is my mission."

"I really don't understand why you guys are fighting back and forth. Wouldn't it be better to live independently." Feng Wanjun shook her head and sighed.

"Silly girl!" Qiu Yun stopped, took Feng Wanjun's hand, and said with a smile: "The captives admire the prosperity of the Central Plains. Of course, they must continue to plunder our wealth and children. There is no end to greed. They get cheap once, and they want to buy money." It’s the second time to rob, but every time the head is broken, this time it will definitely be just as embarrassing.”

"It seems that you are leaving." Feng Wanjun raised her head and stared at Qiu Yun with infinite disappointment. She was not interested in war and killing, but only cared about Qiu Yun.

"No, I'm staying in Xucheng. This time is no small matter. The captives can't gather less than 10 people. I'm afraid there will be big disturbances. Yunzhou is too far away. If you have to go south, you'd better enter Xuzhou." Qiu Yun said firmly.

"Then I won't leave either, I want to stay with my brother."

"No, it's too dangerous." Qiu Yun's heart trembled, he would never allow Feng Wanjun to be in any danger.

"Brother, my brother and my slave family are not husband and wife, but I have decided that I am born as a member of the Qiu family and died as a ghost of the Qiu family. Since my brother is in Xucheng, I will not go anywhere." Feng Wanjun, a girl who has not left the court, is sincere. strong.

Qiu Yun sighed for a long time, took Feng Wanjun into his arms, and said softly: "I wanted to write a book to sir after the war, and asked him to propose marriage to your father, but it seems that this is not possible now." Feng Wanjun's steadfast friendship made him finally make up his mind , to send a request to Wang Xiu.

"Who wants to marry you? Oh, sir, I've never heard from my brother." Feng Wanjun was surprised and delighted, but also very curious. Qiu Yun never mentioned his family, nor did he dwell too much on his past. Very mysterious.

"Go back and tell your father that I will come to the door in person tomorrow." Qiu Yun's tone was equally firm. When he decided to become the so-called nine sons of the Wang family, his background was so powerful.

"Ask for marriage... Oh, what is brother going to do?" Feng Wanjun looked at Qiu Yun suspiciously, and couldn't help being curious.

Yixing County, Changzhou

Wang Xiu stayed again to taste the purple sand, which caused Zong Liang a toothache. It’s okay to linger on the green mountains and green waters. After spending three days on the edge of Taihu Lake, why don’t you hurry back? What’s so good about purple sand? Isn't the quality purple sand already shipped?

Just yesterday, the imperial court's special residence report came, and the Ministry of War confirmed that Li Qiong was the mastermind of Wu Min's assassination. Because the Jin army was eyeing him, Liu Jian did not dare to attack Li Qiong, so he asked the imperial court to make a decision.

"Looking at the purple clay teapot, it's not uncommon for it to be transported here. The beauty is that you can watch the production process beside it. This is the top treasure of the country!" Wang Xiu held a brand new purple sand teapot and couldn't stop admiring it.

Zong Liang smacked his lips. For several days in a row, Wang Xiu watched famous craftsmen making purple sand pots, almost to the point of obsession. He hinted several times that the military situation was urgent. up.

"Sir, the court is sure that Li Guobao is the mastermind, isn't it?" He came over with Guantang, but was stopped by Wang Xiu before he could make a sound, feeling so uncomfortable!

Wang Xiu waved his hand, smiled lightly and said, "Without Li Guobao, don't you think it would be much more boring?"

Zong Liang was baffled, what does it mean to be boring without Li Qiong?Do you want to keep this arrogant person?It seems that the husband knows Li Qiong like the back of his hand, and he has a faint intention of appeasing him.The Jin army has continuously increased its troops and horses, and there have been more than 40 Jurchens and Ma Junmeng'an banners, which is too unusual. If Li Qiong joins the Jurchens, the Jingdong defense line may be broken by the Jin army.

"It's such a good place. It's a great place to live with the green mountains and green waters all day long. Fishing on the lake and cooking your own fish essence is a great pleasure in life." Wang Xiu seemed to think of something while talking, and asked again: "Is the fresh fish stew ready?"

Zong Liang curled his lips and said, "It's almost time, I'll go and have a look later."

"Well, I can't wait to cook those pheasants and rabbits quickly." Wang Xiu laughed.

"Sir, there is Jingdong. The imperial court has one Guantang a day." Zong Liang couldn't help it anymore, he wanted to do his duty.

"Do you think the captives have the ability to go deep into the Jianghuai?" Wang Xiu answered the wrong question, and asked a rhetorical question.

Zong Liang looked pained, and said: "Sir, the border matter is urgent, and I hope you will put state affairs first."

"What's urgent, isn't it just to divert domestic conflicts! It's just a trick, nothing new." Wang Xiu smiled disdainfully.

Zong Liang didn't understand, he looked at Wang Xiu quietly, waiting for the answer.

"You should know that every war has an offensive climax, which is limited by the overall national strength and the strength of the opponent. The Jurchens destroyed the Khitan, captured Hebei, Hedong and Yanshan, and then made the party members surrender, and suppressed the resistance of the Tatars. , has exceeded their national strength. The large-scale southward harassment for two or three consecutive years is not because they don’t want to, but because they want to suppress the resistance of various Tatar ministries and deal with the remnants of Dangxiang and Khitan. , This trip to the south is a product of political compromise, and there is no set goal at all, so they won't be able to go far."

Zong Liang admitted the correctness of what Wang Xiu said, but he never agreed. He handed over the Guantang, and said in a deep voice: "Sir, the Guantang that just arrived may be urging you to return to the court."

"Is it annoying or not? Isn't the deadline yet?" Wang Xiu reluctantly went to Guantang, opened it, and frowned slightly.

"Sir." Zong Liang said helplessly.

"Understood, the letter to Brother Nine has been sent? Oh, Mr. Zhao should have received my request." Wang Xiu turned to other things.

Zong Liang's eyelids twitched, and Wang Xiu's attention to Qiu Yun almost rose to the level of military affairs.

(End of this chapter)