Farmer Lady of Fortune, Imperial Concubine, Don’t Be Too Sweet

Chapter 1152 Mother Does Not Hurt, Life Is as Cheap as Weeds

If there is really a change on the Xiliang border, the Empress Dowager will not think too optimistically.

Waiting for Feng Qingbai and Wei Zi to come out, coaxing Croton, the empress dowager forced a smile, absent-minded.

Liu Yusheng spoke a few times in the moment, but the old lady was so dazed that she didn't hear her, and then Liu Yusheng didn't bother her again.

The queen mother didn't care as much about General Qin as she showed.

How could it be possible to forget the friendship when I was young.

In the side hall, Feng Qingbai sat by the window, listening to Wei Zi talk about the news he had received.

"The border guard general in Mocheng..." Feng Qingbai tapped the table with his index finger, frowning slightly.

After entering Xiliang, he had learned about the situation in Mocheng.

The one guarding Mocheng, named Mao Taihe, has been promoted to the position of general for five years, and is the leader of the younger generation of generals in Xiliang, around thirty years old.

However, because Xiliang has been locked away from the country before, the surrounding countries have never fought with Xiliang, and they have no way of knowing the combat power of Maotaihe.

"Mao Taihe mobilized troops out of the city and approached the border... This matter may not be the order of Ban Nian." Feng Qingbai analyzed, "Ban Nian has ambitions, but he is not sure, he will not make a move, otherwise he would have done so in the desert. City, he will not order us to go."

"My lord, Mao Taihe's move is to transfer troops privately? The court didn't give an order, and he dared to privately mediate. The court will definitely not sit idly by, and Ba Nian will not allow his generals who do not obey orders to challenge his authority. Why did Mao Taihe do such a self-defeating thing?" Wei Zi said.

"The general is outside, and the military order is not accepted. Now it's just a guess made by us. The actual reason needs to be investigated after investigation. It's not sure if Ba Nian's decree is true." Looking out of the window, Feng Qingbai's eyes were deep, "Send General Qin not to act rashly, take precautions, and wait and see what happens. If the other party really moves, everything on the border will be under the command of General Qin. In addition, send a letter to Wei Cheng and ask him to assist General Qin to investigate the matter clearly."

"yes."

Feng Qingbai returned to the side hall, the old woman, the young woman and the two little dolls in the hall turned their heads to look at him together, their unanimous movements made people laugh.

Knowing that both of them were anxious to know other than what, Feng Qingbai didn't let it go, "The general guarding the border of Xiliang sent troops out of the city to press down on the border, and he may declare his troops to fight at any time."

"Is there going to be a war?" Liu Yusheng stood up abruptly and asked nervously.

"Whether we can fight or not is still unknown. Ba Nian is an opportunist. If he doesn't see the certainty of winning, he will not rush to make a move. In the end, there may be thunder and rain. Don't worry too much," said Feng Qingbai looking calmly He glanced at the Empress Dowager, "General Qin has fought wars for decades, and in terms of battlefield experience, he will never lose to a Xiliang general who has never fought before."

"What's the use of being rich in experience? I don't think you can hold a big knife in your hand at an age." The empress dowager said lightly, her face had perfectly concealed the worries that had flowed out before.

"Fortunately, General Qin is not here, otherwise, he might have a big sword in his left hand and an epee in his right."

Liu Yusheng, "..." It is really possible. Which man would like to be underestimated by the person he likes? Even if the old general is old, he will probably be impatient and try to prove his ability.

The solemnity gathered here was suppressed by a cold joke.

All the people present knew how to hide their emotions. If they didn't tell each other what was really going on in their hearts, it would be difficult for them to guess.

It was night, outside the northwest border, in the general's tent twenty miles north of Mocheng, the leading general Mao Taihe was sitting at a low table, with a jug of sake and two wine glasses in front of him.

The wine glass was filled, but no one moved it.

Opposite him, sat a beautiful woman with an indifferent demeanor.

"Although Qin Xiao is a veteran in the battlefield, this is his first time at the Xiliang border. In terms of the terrain, he is far less familiar with it than General Mao. Moreover, the border city is still being built there, and the soldiers have not yet been integrated. This is also an opportunity for General Mao to take advantage of. If things come to pass, if you defeat Nanling God of War with your own strength, General Mao will surely become famous in one battle, and those people in the court will not be able to suppress you."

"The saintess praised me. I know my own abilities. If I confront Qin Xiao directly, I won't be able to gain the upper hand, but if I have a saintess to help me, that's another matter." Mao Taihe laughed. "If I can make a contribution in this battle, the contribution should be half that of the saint."

Shan Lai raised his wine glass, "I'm here, first of all I wish General Mao a victory."

"Okay, it's a victory! Hahaha!"

Drank the wine in the glass, Shan Lai got up and said goodbye, Mao Taihe grabbed his wrist when he was about to leave, "The saint is like this for me, we can be regarded as people on the same front, how about tonight... …Leave?"

Facing the man with lewd eyes, Shan Lai didn't struggle, and smiled lightly, "It's an honor for Shan Lai to be favored by the General, but it's a pity that Shan Lai, as a Gu girl, is covered in... bugs."

The big rough hand clamping her wrist seemed to be scalded, and immediately retracted. Mao Taihe laughed to hide his embarrassment, "I'm just joking, the saint should not take it seriously. Come, send the saint back to the camp!"

Back in the tent that was allocated to him alone, Shanlai immediately washed his wrist with water, rubbing his wrist so hard that the skin was peeled off, it was red and swollen, and he managed to suppress the nausea.

Looking up towards the direction of the general's camp, Shan Lai's eyes flashed with killing intent, and he regained his composure instantly.

In the tent, there was another maid, holding a little doll in her arms, huddled in a corner with her head down, trembling.

"He fell asleep?"

"Go back to the saint, the little master just fell asleep."

"Take him down when he falls asleep, I'm going to rest, don't let him disturb me."

"Yes, this servant will step down now."

The servant girl withdrew from the tent, holding the little baby in her arms, and then walked into the low tent next to the camp. This was her temporary shelter and the residence of the little master in her arms.

Low and dim. Fortunately, it is now November, and the weather has cooled down, so the inside of the tent is not too hot, even so, it is also extremely stuffy.

Gently put the little doll on the small wooden bed beside her, looking at the sleeping face, the servant girl sighed softly.

The saint's child, with the status of the saint before, should have a noble status. It's a pity, this little master is different, mother doesn't hurt.

Therefore, Kong has the title of a young master, but fate is as cheap as weeds.

I hope he grows up safely.

Glancing in the direction of the next door, the servant girl covered her worried eyes and lay down beside the little baby.

But next door, Shan Lai didn't fall asleep immediately, but sat on the wooden bed, staring at the tabletop dancing candlelight, dazed. His expression gradually turned from dumbfounded to stern, and what was left in the end was all hatred.

The man said to her——a woman full of worms makes me feel sick even if I touch her, why do you think I will make you my concubine?

After finishing a chapter and getting up to now with 20,000 words, a certain orange has only one feeling - to stop cooking. I want to wash up and go to sleep, I have already transformed into a mosquito-repellent orange, little fairies, let some spring breeze and light rain, I will be alive again tomorrow!

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