Cui'er's mother said: "What do you look like?"

Cui'er's father thought about it carefully and gave a thumbs up, "First-class beauty." Cui'er's mother turned around, looked at Cui'er and said, "If this cousin Da'an comes home,

You must also remember to please..."

"Ms. Cui'er, what are you talking about? Our daughter is innocent, why should she try to please a man with a family? Don't think of crooked things!"

Cui'er's mother glared at Cui'er's father and said, "I haven't finished speaking yet. What are you talking about?"

"I asked my daughter to please Da'an, and I'm not thinking about the good and the bad. Of course I know that Da'an has a daughter-in-law named Xiaohua who has not yet consummated her marriage."

"I asked our Cui'er to please Da'an because I want to use Da'an as a springboard to get to know more scholars. Maybe by then our son-in-law will be a man of distinction!"

Hearing this, Cui'er's father breathed a sigh of relief, and Cui'er's blushing face softened a little.

It was getting late, Cui'er's father went back to his room to rest, and Cui'er and her daughter also lay down. The mother and daughter talked to each other for most of the night before falling asleep.

Early the next morning, Da Sun and his family set off back to Changping Village. Cui'er's father and mother walked to the entrance of the village together and gave them some more instructions before watching them go away.

The days after the Mid-Autumn Festival seem to be on accelerator, and in a blink of an eye it’s the Double Ninth Festival.

On September 9th, at the Wangxiang Terrace, he had a cup to send off guests from a foreign country.

Human feelings are tired of the hardships in the south, and the wild geese are coming from the north.

On the Double Ninth Festival, the escort chief from Qing'an County came to visit and brought Yang Ruoqing a letter sealed with beeswax.

Blacksmith Luo was busy in the main room entertaining the escort to drink tea, while Wang Cuilian went to the backyard to cook noodles for the escort.

Originally, I planned to keep the escort for a while and have lunch before leaving, but the escort had something urgent to attend to and could only stay here for half an hour.

"Mrs. Luo, you don't have to be polite. If you have anything to say to General Luo, please go back to your room and write it down on paper."

"I have received a heavy order, and I happen to be going to the north, so I can help you deliver the letter to General Luo."

Yang Ruoqing then hurried back to the backyard and took the time to read the letter.

The war rages on for three months, and a letter from home is worth ten thousand gold.

Before he could sit down, his fingers were trembling slightly and he couldn't wait to open the letter.

Suddenly before my eyes, I saw a familiar font.

Although the hand holding the sword and writing is a bit sloppy, there is a strong and heavy strength in the scrawl.

The writing is as sharp as an unsheathed sword. Without looking at the content, just relying on the words, you may outline a powerful and domineering general who is cold and arrogant to the point of being inhumane.

But when you read the content between the lines, the distant place slowly emerges before your eyes, the lonely and boring night in the army, and the tenderness of a certain iron-blooded man.

Yang Ruoqing first read the general content of the letter at a glance, and then read it back, carefully, word by word.

He had never entered a school to receive a systematic education, nor had he ever written an article. The words he recognized were all taught by her. Strictly speaking, she was his first teacher.

But this student has good understanding and hard work, which makes her teacher very satisfied.

The excerpts he wrote were about reporting on the situation in the army and analyzing the current situation, with clear logic, clear thinking, and smooth sentences.

His march and formation were also thorough and meticulous, with unique vision.

But the writing in this book is extremely simple and even down-to-earth.

The most important thing in the letter is to greet the people at home, ask about the growth of the children, the health of the elders, and some trivial matters in her life...

He even mentioned in his mind the days when she came to Kuishui every month, and told her to drink more brown sugar water, put more red dates in the porridge, etc...

How does this look like a letter written by a general? It is simply a life consultant!

The corners of Yang Ruoqing's lips curled up, and her face was filled with happiness and sweetness.

Then she opened the drawer, took out the white rice paper, and wrote him a letter.

She told him that no one dared to steal fish from the fish pond at home, because Uncle Luo and several villagers who jointly raised the fish pond built thatched houses beside the pond and took turns guarding it day and night.

The mother-in-law and aunt are both in good health. Some time ago, Baby Luo had chickenpox and stayed at home for more than ten days without going to school. The chickenpox is gone and there are no scars on the child, so he can relax.

Then, she talked about the death of Mrs. Ga Po Sun, and how her relatives and friends all enthusiastically helped.

She also talked about what happened in the village during the famine, as well as what happened to Yang Zhenbang's family, and then told Luo Fengtang that she cooperated with Zuo Junmo to transport rice from Hangzhou to alleviate the urgent need in her hometown.

Finally, he mentioned Cui'er and Xiao An's plan to take the Wu Scholar and Wu Zhuangyuan exams, so as to exchange views with Luo Fengtang.

There were many, many things she wanted to write about, but neither time nor paper allowed her.

When she was about to stuff the letter into the letterhead, she suddenly paused.

She turned around and went to the dressing table. She rarely applied rouge, so she applied a layer of bright red to her lips. Then, at the end of the letter, a perfect lip mark was gently left on the white corner of the rice paper.

Then fold the letter paper neatly and put it into the letterhead, seal it with beeswax.

Her reply was exactly the same as his letter. The entire article was about homely things, and there was no word of "missing" in the entire article.

However, this longing is heavier than anything else.

She understands, and I believe he understands too.

After sending the escort away, Yang Ruoqing looked in the north direction, lost her mind for a while, and then turned around and returned to the house.

In the room, Tuoba Xian and Luo Tiejiang had been waiting there for a long time. When they saw Yang Ruoqing coming back, they quickly asked her about Luo Fengtang's situation.

Yang Ruoqing said: "When he wrote to me, he had just escorted His Majesty the Qi Emperor from the capital to Kaifeng City in Helanzhou."

"Kaifeng? It's only two to three hundred miles away from Xinyang where King Su rebelled and proclaimed himself emperor. How could Emperor Qi set up his stay in a city so close to the puppet capital?" Tuoba Xian asked in confusion.

Ever since he heard that Luo Fengtang was going to Helanzhou to quell the rebellion and appease the victims, Tuoba Xian had been studying the map of Daqi at home.

Yang Ruoqing said: "If Emperor Qi wanted stability, he would not have left the imperial city and come to Helanzhou."

"The emperor's personal expedition and deep into the disaster area can show that the emperor of Qi loves his people like his own son,"

"Staying near Xinyang, the puppet capital where King Su proclaimed himself emperor, is also an attitude. It declares to the world the majesty of Emperor Qi and his firm determination to eliminate the rebellion!"

After hearing what Yang Ruoqing said, Tuoba Xian, who was already politically sensitive, immediately understood.

"Well, for Qi Huang, this is a dangerous move, but it is also the simplest, most direct and effective. The Nine-Five Lord bows down and does it, which is the most effective way to win over people's hearts. However, it embarrasses my family Fengtang and his body.
Chapter completed!