She only remembers that it was after the male protagonist returned to Beijing.

Liu took a deep breath, as if he couldn't accept it.

Song An walked quickly and took her from the hands of her children.

"It hasn't happened yet, don't worry, madam, there's a lot more we can do."

Ryu leaned against him, tears streaming down her eyes.

Her daughter's unbelievable dreams, every time she predicted what was really happening in advance, she couldn't believe it, and she couldn't deceive herself.

Song An carefully comforted the Liu family, during which he raised his head and showed a complicated look to his daughter.

"I don't know if we're too lucky, your dreams will always make us predict a lot of things in advance, but it's also a little more burdensome."

"It's my daughter's, it's not, what hasn't happened, no one knows if there is anything wrong with it, and my daughter wants to make money It's also selfish, but it's undeniable that she can't bear the tragic death of the innocent soldiers of the Northern Yan Kingdom in her heart.

The rich merchants and families in the dream were too selfish, they wore bright and gorgeous clothes, tasted precious jade food, and lived a luxurious life that was a little too cruel compared to the soldiers of the Northern Yan Kingdom who charged on the border.

There are nearly one million soldiers in the Northern Yan Kingdom, who knows that these soldiers also have families and relatives, and nearly one million soldiers make the Northern Yan Kingdom how many cities are empty in ten rooms and nine empty, and the widows in the city are full. ”

When she saw the soldiers who died of starvation in "Sheng Shimou", she was also worried and angry, and it was really uncomfortable.

When Song Yihuan said this, Song An's elegant face was solemn, and even Song Nuoyan, who had always had a gloomy temper, couldn't help but show a look of emotion on his face.

Liu's choking had long since stopped, and she looked up at her little daughter with slightly red eyes.

Song Yihuan's words are too true, and after understanding the meaning, it is really heart-wrenching.

"Mother depends on you, what do you want to do, let go and do it boldly, I know with your father that you still have something to hide from us, if you don't say it, we won't ask.

You are our most beloved child, as long as you guarantee that there is no danger, no matter what you do, your father and I will support you, even if you are bullied, don't be afraid of any grievances, we will support you! ”

Liu's voice was as gentle as usual, but the words she uttered were really shocking.

Getting the support of his family is really the biggest gain for Song Yihuan.

She stepped forward and stretched out her hand to hug Liu, her voice a little hoarse: "Thank you, mother, I will definitely earn a lot of silver." ”

"Okay, mother waits, waiting for my family Huan'er to pile up mountains of gold and silver."

……

"Steamed buns, freshly baked hot buns!"

"Sugar pile, sell sugar pile!"

"Good rouge, girl, come and take a look, this rouge is the favorite color of the rich ladies and ladies in the capital......"

"Osmanthus cake, mung bean cake ......"

In the streets and alleys in the north of the city, there are all kinds of chaotic cries of selling.

On this street, there is a group of people who are full of a sense of disobedience with the people in the north of the city.

This group of people is Song Yihuan, Song Nuoyan, Zheng Qingshan, and Uncle Tao.

After getting the support of Song An and the Liu family, Song Yihuan took Zheng Qingshan, whose injuries had improved, to the north of the city.

learned from Zheng Qingshan's mouth that the surname of the dead gambling house owner was Diao, in addition to the Li master bookkeeper and a Yue family, there was also an only son who lingered in the land of fireworks all day long.

On weekdays, the guards of the gambling hall call him Young Master Diao.

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