"You...... Who do you say died? ”

Liu's voice trembled a little, his face turned pale, and his voice trembled.

Seeing his wife so excited, Song An naturally knew what was going on.

He took the person directly into his arms and whispered comfortingly: "It's okay, it's okay, it's all Huan'er's dream, it's not true, everything hasn't happened yet." ”

Song Yihuan didn't expect the Liu family to be so excited.

There was a little apology in her eyes, but she felt that all this was inevitable, and if she wanted to prevent everything from happening in the original plot, she had to prepare for a rainy day.

There's no denying that she loves silver.

But on this premise, she can live.

If she remembers correctly, the Northern Yan Kingdom is about to start a war with the Dongchen Kingdom, and this battle will take a year.

Beiyan and Dongchen fought a war, because of peace matters, the princess of Dongchen died on the way to Beiyan, and was still at the junction of the two countries, belonging to the territory of Beiyan, Dongchen went to war and the two countries fought and lost their lives and money.

It was also the first time for Song Nuoyan to see his mother so panicked, he was very smart himself, and he quickly noticed something.

I still remember the last time, the little sister mentioned that there was a person in the capital who was very similar to her mother, and when she stood behind the new emperor, her mother's face was also a little strange, and her attitude now was even more shocking.

"And then?" Liu leaned on Song An, his eyes staring directly at Song Yihuan.

Thinking of what happened to the Liu family in the capital of "Sheng Shimou", Song Yihuan lowered his eyes, and his eyes were a little evasive.

Seeing this situation, Liu's heart sank.

Song Yihuan: "The horse leather shroud, the name is in history, but it makes relatives grief-stricken. ”

Liu's eyes turned red instantly, she turned her head and buried her face in Song An's arms, and a suppressed voice sounded.

In fact, Beiyan is not a rich country, although it is the second largest country in the four countries, it is only a large population.

What Song Yihuan said happened three years later, when the male protagonist had not yet ascended the throne.

Song An comforted the person in his arms, and stared at his daughter with serious eyes: "Huan'er, is this why you want to make money?" ”

"More than that." Song Yihuan shook his head slightly.

There was pity in her eyes, and she still remembered that when she first saw "Sheng Shimou", when Dongchen Kingdom and Beiyan Kingdom went to war for the second time, the treasury of Beiyan Kingdom was empty, and the Liu family in the capital was responsible for raising money and looking for those rich merchants and the Beijing family, but unfortunately these people were not pulled out.

The Northern Yan Kingdom suffered heavy losses in that war, if those rich merchants and families could donate some silver taels, why not make the vitality of the Northern Yan Kingdom hurt, and it took a long time to recover later, and the male protagonist was also a crumbling Northern Yan Kingdom.

Song Yihuan said softly: "If there is nothing wrong with the dream, I am afraid that the Dongchen Kingdom is about to start a war with Beiyan, at the end of this year, at this snowy time, the blood of the soldiers of the two countries is sprinkled on the clean white snow, and it gathers into a sea of blood." ”

"Little sister, are you sure? This is no joke. ”

Song Nuoyan's delicate face was full of solemnity, and although he was gentle, he could clearly distinguish the urgency of the matter.

"If it's a joke, I can't really ask for it, but it's a pity that everything in the dream happens clearly, otherwise I wouldn't be so anxious to collect money, although the money can be around, but too much is also a disaster."

These words, Song Yihuan said very heartbreaking.

In fact, she still feels that only with silver can she have a sense of security, and nothing silver can bring a sense of security, except for the Song family, of course.