Qichun County is now after the patronage of Shen Yikui, in fact, there is no impact, I have to say that Shen Yikui is a very rational barbarian, it was the autumn harvest, most of the surplus grain, so he just went door to door to 'borrow' some grain to eat, lived in the county office, and did not do evil.

If you kill the magistrate and a few officials, it doesn't count.

He deeply understands the truth that the dog jumps over the wall in a hurry, and this is how tens of thousands of his subordinates came, if he does too much, and nearly 100,000 people in Qichun County resist, it will be troublesome, and if he resists in peacetime, it will be forgotten, but the officers and soldiers are still outside, so they don't rob it, just borrow some.

After Fang Kongzhao 'drove away' the anti-people, he went into the city to see that there was no damage to the housing facilities, and the people did not suffer from typhoid fever, and reported to the imperial court, "not a single one of the people was injured, and not a single house was damaged."

Chongzhen is overjoyed, rewarded, tattooed silver twenty taels.

Chongzhen is a bitter emperor, and the people in the court keep him in the dark, so Fang Kongzhao took the twenty taels, crying and laughing, this is what he exchanged for 50,000 taels.

And at this time

The Ningxia soldiers led by Chen Biao were chasing and fighting all the way to Shaanxi.

Shen Yikui was dejected and gave the order to move forward at a high speed, although he himself did not have any expectations, but he still had to run, this hateful Ningxia army, like a dog skin plaster, could not be shaken off, his 30,000 horses and horses were only 8,000 left, he knew, most of them fled.

"Chief, the Ningxia army is no longer chasing." A small soldier in the rear army was happily blinking his bloodshot eyes and reporting on his horse, and it had been more than ten days

The soldier fell off his horse, tired or excited, only he knew.

Shen Yikui was stunned, and didn't seem to react, until the anti-people next to him began to cheer, and he slowly understood.

On a snowy day, he escaped death and was him. Mother. Refreshing.

"Go home, let's go home." Shen Yikui shouted excitedly

Chen Biao finally saw the city wall, not Ningxia Zhongwei's, but Ningxiawei's, the day after not chasing those anti-people, they arrived,

Ningxia Wei is really small, this is their idea, across several provinces, dozens of days, Chen Biao's soldiers found that they were particularly able to toss.

Shang Jinglan and Shang Jingwei were still in the carriage of the rear army, going back and forth for dozens of days along the way, she felt that a long time had passed, but in fact the time was indeed not short, but it was much shorter than she realized.

She is a very contradictory person, she has always hoped that the time will be faster to Ningxia, and when she arrives in Shaanxi, she hopes that the time will be slower, and now that she is really in Ningxia, she hopes that Ning Zhiyuan is in front of her.

"Brother Huining should take me to build a snowman later." Shang Jingwei looked at the snowy weather and said with bright eyes.

Ning Zhiyuan told her about snowbuilding snowmen in winter, dozens of days ago, she thought it was impossible, so when she said this, she was very excited.

Shang Jinglan looked at her sister's happy smile, smiled, and suddenly lifted the window as if she had some sense.

Ning Zhiyuan rode a horse and stood by the window, looking at Shang Jinglan, who was slightly stunned.

Time seemed to stand still, and the snowflakes fell on Ning Zhiyuan's robe.

"Brother Ning." Shang Jingwei called sweetly, then poked her head out, stretched out her hands to Ning Zhiyuan, and motioned for Ning Zhiyuan to hold her.

If he hadn't gone through these months of training, Ning Zhiyuan thought that he wouldn't have been able to do it himself, but fortunately, he practiced very hard, or he would have ruined the scenery.

Gently hugged the little girl's waist, put her in front of the horse he was riding, and then smiled at Shang Jinglan and rode away.

For a while, a smile appeared on the corner of Shang Jinglan's mouth, and she felt that all her previous worries were gone.

On the horse, Shang Jingwei shouted loudly, but was soon drowned in the cold wind and snow, and shouted again, again and again, endlessly.

"Jingwei, girls should be quiet, like your sister." Ning Zhiyuan hugged the girl and said.

"No," Shang Jingwei retorted with a snort, "It's best to be like that Mongolian woman." He looked back at Ning Zhiyuan again and found that his hair had turned white.

"Brother Ning, your hair has turned white." Shang Jingwei chuckled.

Ning Zhiyuan didn't quite understand what the little girl meant by being a girl like Da Yu'er, but Shang Jingwei's last sentence reminded him of a very classic line.

"Yes, Jingwei, so that the two of us will be white-headed together." Ning Zhiyuan said with a smile.

Shang Jingwei was stunned, looking at the few bits of white on the tips of her hair, it seemed that this was really the case, but it didn't seem to be right.

"I'm white-headed with Brother Ning." The girl muttered that she was a child and could say anything.

The sky was still snowing.

Slowly riding the horse, just for a while, Ning Zhiyuan had already arrived at the prefect's yamen, it should be said that it was the governor's yamen, but it was still the place before.

"Jingwei, come." Ning Zhiyuan, who got off the horse, stretched out his hands to the girl and hugged her down, he liked this feeling, different from the feeling of hugging Da Yu'er.

In the original courtyard of the merchant sisters, the snow on the swing has been removed by Da Yu'er, although it will still be full after a while.

Today's governor yamen is a happy day, Da Yu'er looked at Shang Jingwei who was led by Ning Zhiyuan, and also smiled, although this little girl has always been against herself, but now she is her brother Ning's wife, no, concubine.

Ning Zhiyuan naturally hugged Da Yu'er in his arms and kissed him, he didn't want to avoid it, otherwise, he would be sorry for the girl in front of him.

Da Yu'er's eyes were red and she was very happy.

Shang Jingwei's eyes blinked, and she felt that Brother Ning should kiss her sister, or both of them should kiss each other, or "Brother Ning, I want it too." ”

Shang Jingwei said glutinously, and Ning Zhiyuan also lowered his head and kissed it with a smile.

Shang Jingwei was also very happy.

Ning Zhiyuan still has to go to the school again, every day he only goes in the morning, but today he has to go now, the soldiers who went out have just returned, he is the chief soldier, he is also the governor, and he is the son. So I can't wait for Shang Jinglan to come back. Fortunately, I have seen it just now.

In the school field, the snow in the sky fell wantonly on the heads of the soldiers, and as far as the eye could see, it was white, as if it was mourning for someone.

Chen Biao was talking about the losses, two hundred cavalry, more than four hundred infantry, this is the number of people missing, but Ning Zhiyuan knew that there would be no deserters in his current team.

In an area in the center of the school field, a high platform has been erected, with more than 1,000 names engraved on it, this time, more than 600 people will be added, and the soldiers below look at this monument with some yearning, in the past, in their consciousness, when they were in the army, they still had no military pay, and they had no pension when they died, no one would know their names, and they would even be erased as a fraction when the casualties were counted.

Ning Zhiyuan taught them that this is respect.

"If you fight, you will really die." Ning Zhiyuan shouted at the bottom, "So that's why I'm asking you to train rain or shine, do you understand now?" ”

"Understood, understood." The soldiers replied that their habits, Childe's question, were answered twice, indicating that they really knew.

"You will glorify your ancestors." Ning Zhiyuan looked at the vast white sea of people and shouted loudly, the wind swallowed his voice, but his voice reached everyone's heart.

The army must have faith and spiritual support.

In this army, the belief is to glorify the ancestors, and the spiritual pillar is Ning Zhiyuan himself

In the middle of the night, Chen Biao knelt in front of Ning Zhiyuan.

He hasn't returned to the governor's yamen so late, Ning Zhiyuan has never experienced it, and today is the first time.

"I didn't call you to kneel, you never knelt down to me." Ning Zhiyuan said in a deep voice, "Get up." ”

The voice was deep but not lacking in strength, but more firm, so that one would think that he was sincere when you heard it, and in fact it was.

Ning Zhiyuan has always believed that there are some things, even if he can deceive himself, he will not deceive everyone, so he has always treated people with sincerity, at least the people around him.

"You've got something on your mind." Seeing Chen Biao get up, Ning Zhiyuan asked in a slow voice.