Wu Ya'er said that the wheat in Xiangzhou was about to ripen.

Sandwiching an ear of wheat that had been pressed dry, Li Minglou pinched it and looked at the sunlight outside the window.

"The wheat has grown so big." She asked Yuanji curiously, "Does the wheat on our side also grow like this?" ”

The livelihood of the entire Huainan Province is controlled by her, but it does not mean that the young lady has to be diligent and diligent.

Li Minglou's carriage was driving outside, she didn't go down to the farmland, let alone work with the people, she just watched the flowers and enjoyed the scenery, but no one accused her of not knowing the hardships and not being an example.

Everyone knows that it is their business to work, as long as Mrs. Chu can let them work so peacefully.

Although Yuanji doesn't work, the wheat has still seen it, and he nodded with a smile: "Our wheat has been harvested, and it grows better than this." ”

Li Minglou didn't understand this, and said: "It's remote over there, and it's been fighting, it's good to grow like this." ”

Xiangzhou is so remote, Yuan Ji thought, but the young lady said that it should be far away, he nodded in response, and saw Li Minglou put down the dry ears of wheat, and pinched a horsetail grass from the letter paper..... Braided puppy.

The dry horsetail grass is no longer shaggy, and the puppy is shriveled and ugly.

Li Minglou held it up in front of his eyes and shook it, and smiled: "It's the grass that I picked in the wheat field, and there is still grass in the wheat field." ”

There's grass everywhere! What's so strange about that! Yuan Ji thought, are you idle? Of course, it means that Wu Ya'er, if you are idle, you have nothing to do to pick wheat and pull weeds, so you don't have to fight? Have you retired in Xiangzhou?

"Miss." Yuan Ji tilted his head to avoid the horsetail grass blocking in front of him, and asked, "What else did Wudu Governor say?" ”

In addition to passing through the farmland, the wheat is ripe, and the horsetail grass can weave puppies.

Whether the wheat in Xiangzhou is ripe or not, whether the grass can be woven into puppies, what does it have to do with them? What does it have to do with today's situation?

Li Minglou raised the horse's tail grass in his ear, and looked down at the letter: "The weather in Xiangzhou is very good in this period, there are many more people in Xiangzhou, and many people have taken the initiative to join the army, although these people cannot be used as the main force, but they can also increase a lot of troops." ”

This is finally a serious matter, Yuan Ji nodded: "Raising troops is a must, after Ankang Mountain ascends the throne, the battle will only be more intense." ”

Li Minglou nodded, pinching the horse's tail grass with one hand, and gently sliding along the words on the letter with the other: "They want to recover the north of Xiangzhou, connect it with Mobei, and connect it with Lu Fanyang, so that the entire Northeast is like a hard bow." ”

She smiled slightly at the corners of her mouth, and drew a bow with her hand on the paper.

"The heavier the bow, the more powerful the arrow will be."

Yuan Ji pondered: "So for the time being, they will not fight against the rebels in the capital, but the imperial court is afraid that it can't wait." ”

The ascension to the throne of Ankang Mountain stimulated the monarchs and ministers of Linzhou even more, and they were fighting all around, but Wu Ya'er, who held a large army, sat in the Xiangzhou Tun military farm.....

The monarchs and ministers of Linzhou are going to die in a hurry, and the most serious thing is not to die in a hurry, but to hate death.

Li Minglou's fingers slid around on the letter, and said casually: "You can't waste your troops because they can't wait, they can't be sent to death in vain, it's not them who are fighting in front, now let's fight the capital, can we fight?" ”

Yuan Ji shook his head resolutely: "Of course not." ”

Although it seems that the capital is besieged on all sides, the rebels in Ankang Mountain are not tofu scum, to be exact, it is not that Ankang San is besieged, it is that Ankang Mountain did not attack the surroundings, if he orders the attack, I don't know how much the surrounding roads that seem to be stable will fall apart.

Huainan Province did not dare to act as a lone hero.

"Sooner or later, you have to fight, not too early." Li Minglou paused again, "But it can't be too late." ”

Of course they want to participate in the battle of the capital, Yuan Ji came to be interested, got up and moved to the map: "As long as we wait for Xuanwu Dao to be consolidated and stable, and wait for Zhongli to lead Henan Dao to help without fail, and then someone will ......fight with us on both sides."

Li Minglou stretched out his hand and pointed at the map, and smiled: "This is here, Wu Ya'er." ”

He is indeed the most comparable to Ankang Mountain, Yuan Ji nodded, and it is also the most suitable, but not the most trustworthy.

"Whoever is attacking the east and the west, and who is surrounding Wei to save Zhao, this must be clearly distinguished." He said, "The matter of the battle of Andong cannot be repeated. ”

Li Minglou looked at Yuan Ji: "I'll discuss with him?" ”

This is enough to be a great achievement for the marquis to worship the prime minister, for this great achievement, Wu Ya'er is bent on accumulating strength for a blow and will hit the emperor, can he discuss? Yuan Ji looked at Li Minglou's round and bright eyes, and said, "Okay, if he refuses, his mother is in our hands, Xiao'er is by his side, and if he beats down, we will rob him." ”

Li Minglou said: "No need to rob, in the future, his will be ours." ”

Wu Ya'er is about to die, and when he dies, everything about him will belong to her.

"I'll write to him." She said, letting go of her handheld pen and looking at Wu Ya'er's letter again, "Look, his handwriting is really good." ”

How good can it be? Yuan Ji glanced at it, he didn't care whether Wu Ya'er's words were good or not, what he cared about was that the young lady's voice was very firm when she said this, but there was a little sadness in her eyes.

Is it reluctant to rob?

"Old name, you're right." Yuan Ji walked outside the courtyard gate, saw Jiang Ming talking to Fang Er, and said solemnly, "Wu Ya'er writes more and more letters to Miss, Miss will really pity him more and more." ”

"He's writing again?" Jiang Ming asked, frowning, "Do you want soldiers and horses?" ”

"Not this time." Motoyoshi said, "But I think I'll have it next time." ”

Jiang Ming touched his chin, so what should I do?

Fang Er said: "I believe in Miss, no matter how much Wu Ya'er wins Miss's pity, Miss will not give him soldiers and horses at will." ”

Yuan Ji and Jiang Ming hesitated for a moment, and said, "We actually believe in Miss, but it's just ......"

Fang Er asked, "What did the young lady say when she wrote back to Wu Ya'er?" ”

Yuan Ji said: "Discuss with him about attacking the capital and asking him to help." ”

Fang Er said indifferently: "Look, isn't this Miss asking for soldiers and horses for Wu Ya'er?" ”

Jiang Ming suddenly stroked his palm: "Yes, Miss will give it to him first, if he doesn't give it, how can he open his mouth with Miss again?" ”

Yuan Ji nodded, it is true, and if he refuses to give it, the young lady will be able to see his personality more clearly.

"And Mademoiselle is right to write to him more." He drew inferences from one case and realized, "He wrote more letters for Miss to pity him, and the Miss wrote more to him, so that he could pity Miss even more." ”

Jiang Ming nodded together, Daigo empowerment, it makes sense!

If he had pitied Miss, he would not have asked for soldiers and horses, and if he had not taken pity on Miss, he would not have thought of asking for soldiers and horses from Miss.

While the three of them were talking, two little boys ran out, looking east and west as they ran, as if they were looking for something.

"What does Miss want?" Motoyoshi asked.

Two children stretched out their hands and gestured "to flowers", "to leaves", "to press into dry"

Jiang Ming and Fang Er were puzzled, but Yuan Ji understood, and told them about the dried wheat ears and dry dog tail grass sent by Wu Ya'er.

Fang Er nodded: "Treat others in the way of others, Miss is wise." ”

Who wouldn't send dried flowers?

That's right, Yuan Ji and Jiang Ming nodded along with him.

Yuanji asked the two children to look for it, and then instructed: "After the young lady finishes writing the letter, send it to me immediately." ”

He will send it with a messenger faster than before, so that Wu Ya'er can see the dried flowers and leaves of their Huainan Province as soon as possible.

......

......

When they receive a letter from their husbands who are fighting abroad, the wives who stay at home will be overjoyed, and they can't wait to tell the people around them, so that everyone can cry and laugh together.

Li Mingqi took a car from the eldest lady's villa to tell the old lady of the Xiang family the news, and read the belief to the old lady Xiang, read it to Xiang Nan's father, read it to Xiang Nan's mother, and listen to the sisters......

The Xiang family's mansion became lively, and the women's crying and laughing sounded from time to time.....

In contrast, the small courtyard where Xiang Nan originally lived was even more deserted.

"Miss, that Xiang Nan, didn't even write to Miss, obviously Miss wrote to him." The maidservant stood by the door and sneered, "Does he have our Qi family in his eyes?" ”

Qi Acheng sat at the table and didn't raise his head: "Xiang Dudu is fine, he is not the governor yet, it doesn't matter if he has it or not." ”

The maidservant turned around: "Miss, you can see it." ”

Qi Acheng looked up, her frown showing that she hadn't seen it.

"Dad has made such a great contribution, why don't you go to Linzhou?" She asked, "Is it because Governor Xiang didn't tell his father what he had agreed?" ”

She didn't ask the maid at the door, but a green-shirted attendant standing at the table.

"The eldest lady is too worried." The attendant said, holding out a letter in both hands, "This is a letter from the Metropolitan Governor to the young lady." ”