Since Fu Nianjun got the news, she has habitually looked at the West every day, obviously she can't see anything, but no one dares to disturb her.

The two maids were somewhat able to understand her.

They also knew that the Song Dynasty next door was at war with Western Xia.

No one understands the feelings of unrest in the family and country better than these Hu-Han mixed-race children, they are not completely Han people, nor are they completely Hu people, but they are just trying to survive in the cracks.

In the end, the consequences of war will always be borne by innocent people.

"Didn't you think that if the sixteen states of Yanyun were recovered by the Han one day, you would be able to return to the rule of the Great Song Dynasty?"

Fu Nianjun once asked the two Khitan maids.

But they showed a frightened look, "Da Song, we will be killed, even if we are not killed, we will definitely be treated as slaves......

Fu Nianjun tried to explain that the Han people were not as cruel and uncivilized as the Khitans, but he did not succeed.

"Even if the Great Song Dynasty recovers here, probably the Han people will not regard us as compatriots, we can't even speak Chinese well, once there is a war, the Song people will definitely charge Yanyun's soldiers......"

Even two maids could say such things.

Fu Nianjun finally understood that the people of Yanyun Land did not have the concept of "home" for any dynasty or country.

Once she once felt that going north to conquer Liao and recovering the lost territory was a matter of course that the Great Song Dynasty should put at the top of the list, but when she really came into contact with the people who lived here, she realized how difficult the Northern Expedition was.

The desire of the people is something that is easier said than done.

The current emperor must be hopeless in the Northern Expedition in his lifetime, and Fu Nianjun can't help but think of her husband again.

If it were him, maybe it would be very different.

Let the land of the Han people be restored to the way the Han family should be......

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Fu Nianjun is concerned about the border war, but the only person she really stands in the same camp as her at the moment is Xiahou Ying.

No matter what, the first thing she had to do if she wanted to get out was to send someone to contact the Zhen family in Xiao Rin's mansion first.

The Liao people are not as good as the Song people, people come and go at will, Youzhou is not Shangjing, and there are fewer Khitan nobles, this Zhen family originally regarded himself as half a master mother in Xiao Rin's mansion, and no one came out to say anything, how did she interact with Fu Nianjun, so no one was in charge.

Fu Nianjun instructed his subordinates to send a gift over as a return gift for the exchange of gifts.

The gift is a pair of clothes, because Zhen said when he came over last time that he likes the clothes of the Song people very much, not to mention the material, the patterns are fresh and good-looking.

The gift given by Fu Nianjun was a Hanfu.

It's just that she changed jobs herself.

The pattern on the top is guaranteed to make Zhen feel familiar.

All of them are the patterns of the imperial system in the Tang Dynasty.

Zhen is a slave left by the former Tang Dynasty, and the slaves are all Han people who were forced to shave their hair and become slaves of the Hu people by the descendants of the Tang Dynasty, which is undoubtedly a great disrespect and contempt for her ancestors.

Fu Nianjun doesn't like to play with the women of the back house very much, but this Zhen's mind is not right, she really doesn't want to be false with her, and she wants Zhen to calculate herself faster.

There is not much help around, it is just one more enemy, and sometimes it is also an opportunity.

Two days later, Xiao Rin came over again, and Fu Nianjun was slowly strolling through the courtyard with his waist propped up.

She has been feeling sick lately.

Compared with her coldness and indifference, Xiao Rin's face was a spring breeze smug that could not be hidden.

Fu Nianjun didn't know what he was happy about, but Xiao Rin walked up to her by himself and said to her, "I have two good things recently. ”

Typical of having nothing to say, Fu Nianjun turned around and walked, not caring at all.

Xiao Rin didn't stop because of her coldness today, but said, "You don't care about the battle situation between the Great Song Dynasty and Western Xia?"

Fu Nianjun's heart sank, and he immediately stopped.

Xiao Rin was satisfied.

He walked up to her, and then said: "This morning's battle report, Li Yuannai, the eldest son of the lord of the Western Xia Dynasty, is preparing to lead troops to besiege Yanzhou, do you know what kind of place Yanzhou is? If the Western Xia people succeed, the entire border defense line of your Great Song Dynasty may completely collapse. ”

Fu Nianjun's heart sank, Yanzhou, it was so fast......

Thirty-six villages around Jinming Village, according to natural dangers, easy to defend and difficult to attack, these Xixia people are facing difficulties this time, it can be seen that they will take the heart of Yanzhou.

She raised her eyelashes, looked at Xiao Rin and said, "So what does Lord Xiao want to do to see me?

Xiao Rin hooked his lips, "I'm just giving you a reminder, your husband Huai Wang is in a difficult situation now, and his best plan now should be to go back to Tokyo City as soon as possible to ask for guilt, otherwise he won't even be able to find a way out when the Xixia people break the earth gate, security and other places......

Immature.

This is Fu Nianjun's latest feeling about Xiao Rin.

She smiled: "Don't bother Lord Xiao to think of a way out for my husband, I know that I will definitely not be a widow." ”

With that, she turned around again and continued to walk with her waist propped up.

"Stop. ”

Xiao Rin couldn't help but reach out and hold Fu Nianjun's shoulders and turn her around.

The strength in his hands is a little great, and this pair of shoulders is even more fragile under his hands, Xiao Rin twisted his eyebrows and stared at her:

"You still won't accept your fate?"

Reconciled?

Fu Nianjun felt a little funny.

She is a person who has experienced life and death, so what else can she talk about resigning herself to her fate? From the moment she woke up again, her life was already in her own hands.

Is it worth it just to be imprisoned by this barbarian?

Fu Nianjun wanted to wave his hand away.

Xiao Rin refused to let go, stared into her eyes, and exhaled often.

He always needed to take a deep breath in front of her.

"I'm not here to talk to you about this. The Song and Western Xia are at war, and the envoys sent by the Song court will come here to see me soon......"

Seeing what he meant, I understood very well, moved the rescuers.

Fu Nianjun let out an "oh", and then said lightly: "So what? Anyway, you didn't plan to lend a hand for a long time, did you, and what are you talking to me about?"

She glanced at Xiao Rin and said, "Or is it that if Lord Xiao wants to say that I beg you, you will send troops to help Song?"

Xiao Rin opened his mouth, but he didn't speak.

The Liao people's emotions towards the Song Dynasty have always been very complicated, just like a stupid neighbor who lives next door to a robber who is harmless and full of treasures, and knows everywhere to bow to himself and feel sorry for himself if he doesn't rob him, but at the same time he has to protect him somewhat, and now there is another robber, and he is about to watch the stupid neighbor suffer, in the end, he is a little reluctant.

Of course, the stupid neighbor is not his own, the other party is a robber, and he can't offend too much, and he should really think about this kind of thing to shed blood to fight the enemy for him.