He said to Chen Qing, back then, if Tian Tian hadn't said that he wanted to marry you, how could I have allowed you to live until now!

He also said, you shouldn't bear her.

This man is protecting her in his own way.

In this case, how can she watch Jiang Zebei, who is still a teenager now, fall after more than ten years.

Since it was her unwillingness in her previous life, then let her contribute to the growth of the teenager this time.

There is still an hour before the day is bright.

Chen Mengtian pulled the shirt on his body and lit the oil lamp in the room.

She was holding an oil lamp. Slowly walk to the desk and spread the clean rice paper on the table.

Stretching out his white fingers, he grinded and recalled the scene in his dream.

It feels like it's almost there, and then all the events that can be remembered are recorded on a blank piece of paper.

If it was before, she planned to pass it in just a few years, eat the Qinglian medical book thoroughly, and pass on the Qinglian medical skills.

Now, I'm afraid everything is disrupted.

No wonder, she panicked yesterday, it turned out that everything was precursor.

Chen Mengtian wrote several words in a sway.

recorded all the predicaments encountered by Jiang Zebei on paper.

Looking at the events recorded on the rice paper, she decided that the next step was to start amassing money.

After writing down all the things he remembered, Chen Mengtian sent all these handwritten papers to the space.

It's something that no one can see but her.

Suddenly, I felt the courage on my shoulders, which was a little heavier.

However, this weight doesn't seem to be much to her.

Unpredictable prophets, many problems can be easily solved.

Right now, it's all about money.

As long as there is money, there is nothing that cannot be bought.

For example, when Jiang Zebei was in a desperate situation, he faced the Xuanjiawei soldiers who starved to death, for example, because they did not have the weapons at hand, many Xuanjiawei were tortured and killed by the enemy.

Nearly a million Xuanjia guards, these people's rations and weapons are not a hundred taels, a thousand taels, ten thousand taels, or even a hundred thousand taels to support.

Seven or eight years of fighting, which requires a lot of money, countless amounts of silver to consume.

Also want medicinal materials, Chen Mengtian saw those soldiers of the Xuanjiawei in the dream, all of them were injured, they were not fatal injuries, but they did not have the best military doctor to treat them, resulting in death.

With the picture of these soldiers dying in his mind, Chen Mengtian couldn't bear it.

She couldn't bear it, half of it was because these soldiers were the ones who guarded and supported Jiang Zebei and never gave up.

So her good apprentice, it's time to officially teach him something.

However, some require the same thing in exchange.

I hope Mo Zixuan won't let her down.

Sending the recorded things into the space, Chen Mengtian stretched his waist.

Things need to be taken one step at a time, and you can't rush too much.

In his previous life, Jiang Ze went north to the battlefield at the age of fifteen, that is, two years later.

It's still early, two years is enough for her to be well prepared.

Her task is to cut off worries for Jiang Zebei's way forward.

It was already dark, and she walked to the dressing table and looked at the girl in the bronze mirror.

His eyes were still slightly red and swollen, and his face was a little haggard, and he looked like he had cried.

It seems that she doesn't want to go out today, if she does, she doesn't know what to think.

After Chen Mengtian washed, he simply cooked something to satisfy his stomach.

When she was recording all kinds of dreams before, she thought of the vast open space.

These vacant land can also be used to grow some medicinal herbs.