Although Xiliang has artillery, the Turkic soldiers are good at tactics, they are all brave and good at fighting, and one by one they regard death as home, and the hearts of the people in this country are very united.

Although Jiang Zebei was a Turk and had the intention of destroying the country, he did not harm the Turkic people in action.

Of course, if he encounters a provocation from the Turkic people, he will not be soft-hearted, and it can only be said that the Turkic people are quite acquainted.

The weather and climate of the Turks are bitter cold in winter, many people will freeze to death, the land is barren, crops are difficult to survive, and many people starve to death in winter.

In such a difficult place, Chen Mengtian was not only worried about Jiang Zebei, but also about the hundreds of thousands of Xuanjia guards.

"Shiyi, when do you think this battle will be over?"

Chen Mengtian stopped and stood in front of the window, looking at the scenery outside.

The big red lantern was hung high at the door, and the secret guards leaned in front of the door and fiddled with the fireworks, which were to be set off tomorrow, and they were sent by Mo Zui from the capital.

"Ma'am, it's coming soon, it's definitely over next year."

A firm voice rang in his ears.

Chen Mengtian glanced at her sideways, and a smile curled up at the corner of her lips, "Yes, it will definitely end." "It's just a matter of time.

This time she was really tired, so she pinched the hand that was holding her, "Help me go back to the house and lie down." ”

"Yes, ma'am."

……

Chen Qishan and Yu Shijie, who returned to the Chen family.

Looking at the fairly spacious farmhouse yard, Yu Shijie followed Chen Qishan into the room.

The former led him to the room on the left, where there was still the residual temperature of charcoal, Yu Shijie entered the house, and naturally took off the clothes on his body and put it on the wooden shelf in the house.

Chen Qishan breathed a sigh of relief when he saw his natural actions, knowing that this person was a satisfied place to live.

He said loudly: "Young Master will stay here tonight." ”

Yu Shijie bowed his head slightly, and took a turn in the not very spacious room, the space here was not as large as his study in the capital, but he did not dislike it in his eyes, and even showed obvious satisfaction.

He turned his head and looked directly at Chen Qishan, "This is your room." ”

It was in a very positive tone.

The charcoal still burning in the house, and the familiar smell that spread, would not make him mistaken.

Chen Qishan didn't hide it, and nodded, "Yes, this is my room, and there is another room that has not been cleaned up, and it is a little messy." ”

The subconscious meaning is, you live in this room, and I go to live in that messy room.

Yu Shijie didn't make a sound, but walked to the ear room, and when he saw the bath bucket inside, he lowered the curtain and walked towards the door.

Seeing Qi Jiu guarding the door, he asked, "Where do you live?" ”

Qi Jiu said respectfully: "The subordinates live in the lower room. ”

"Well, you go boil some hot water, bring in two buckets of cold water, and go rest."

"Yes."

Qi Jiu turned around and left.

Chen Qishan, who stepped forward, heard this, and his face flashed.

The eldest young master of the Yu family has a habit of cleanliness, although it is not serious, but it is by no means bearable.

He laughed and exclaimed, "You want to bathe?" ”

"Yes." Yu Shijie responded with a smile.

It's a pity that the smile doesn't reach the bottom of his eyes, and no matter how many times he looks at Chen Qishan's thin figure, he can't be happy.

"Then I'll go and get some more charcoal, the ear room is a little cold, don't suffer from the cold."

After the words fell, Chen Qishan had already left the room.

Looking at his departing back, Yu Shijie did not stop him.

Soon, the entourage who traveled this time sent Yu Shijie's bags in the carriage over.