There were many men in the army, and they were not afraid to speak, and only the fire lady, who was over fifty years old, could not blush after they had finished those explicit obscene words, but drove them away from the tent with a feather duster.

Today's food in the barracks is multigrain steamed buns, and the smell of wheat wafts out far away, and the gluttonous worms in the stomachs of the hooked people are about to crawl out.

"The starving ghost is reincarnated! I didn't get to the meal, and I got in the way! Be careful to let the leader see it, and punish you with batons! The eldest lady dusted off her floury hands, lifted the curtain and went back.

Unexpectedly, the casual words she said in her anger turned into a prophecy.

The people above have been punished with heavy hands for military discipline and military discipline, and many small soldiers or small leaders who have improper work styles on weekdays have been punished, and the wasteland near where the military camp is stationed has been ordered to be reclaimed as farmland, which can not only kill time outside of daily drills, but also reduce the pressure on grain and grass, which can be described as a strategy to kill two birds with one stone.

Shen Baiyan told Song Zhi about the new order as a casual conversation after cooking, and at the same time peeled a yellow orange for her.

"Won't the soldier complain?" Song Zhi saw Shen Baiyan meticulously peel off the white veins on the orange flesh, and only opened his mouth slightly, asking Shen Baiyan to feed himself.

"There are so many fields, and it's not a sandy land that is difficult to cultivate. The soldiers were young and strong, and it took their turn for several days, and farming could improve their food, and even if there were complaints, it was temporary. ”

Shen Baiyan fed the orange to Song Zhi and began to peel a purple-skinned grape Now in the middle of winter, only the powerful family can regard this fresh fruit and vegetable as an ordinary thing.

"This is a good way, and I am not afraid that the soldiers will be troubled in their spare time." Song Zhi opened his mouth to eat the grapes, took out two seeds and spit them in Shen Baiyan's palm.

"Song Jian sneaked into the barracks yesterday and wanted to get rid of that little soldier." Shen Baiyan's hands that draw the bow and swing the sword are also very handy at doing these trivial things at this time.

"Oh? Then he's really bold, and he's willing to do anything for his sister, but you caught it? "Song Zhi didn't care about Song Yan's pregnancy through seeding, and the leakage of this matter has nothing to do with Song Zhi.

"Nope. The little soldier got up at night and ran into a patrolling soldier so he escaped by chance, and if he hadn't asked him afterwards, he wouldn't have known that this person had come to kill him, and he only thought that he was a spying on the military. ”

The fox friends and dog friends beside Song Jian were all scattered, and Song Ling's eyes were staring at him, and he cleaned him up when he showed a little horse's feet. In fact, it was also happy to see him so depressed, so I didn't deal with him.

A few days ago, Song Ling was busy with the affairs of Beijing, and recently he was guarding Zeng Yunyi, who was about to give birth, so he didn't pay much attention to Song Jian, he disappeared in the capital after his assassination was unsuccessful, and went south.

"To the south? But went to the Twelve Princes? Although Song Zhi is a boudoir woman, she does not only know piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but she also understands the political affairs of the court and the opposition.

"Nine times out of ten, I'm too lazy to send someone to look for him. Anyway, he had already injured a hand, and his martial arts were not as good as before. Shen Baiyan didn't seem to take Song Jian to heart, he didn't seem to be as important as the grape in Shen Baiyan's hand.

"Then Song Yan can really be said to be alone." Song Zhi didn't have half of the schadenfreude in this, she was pregnant now, and she was in harmony with Shen Baiyan, just coldly watching Song Yan do her own evil, and she didn't need to dirty her hands.

"What do you want her to do?" Shen Baiyan obviously thought the same, as soon as he raised his eyes, he saw Song Zhi drooping her eyelids, her long eyelashes covering nearly half of her pupils, she couldn't sleep last night, and now she was sleepy.

Shen Baiyan got up and picked up Song Zhi, and Song Zhi was puzzled, 'Huh? With a sound, he buried himself in Shen Baiyan's shoulder and carried himself into the inner room by him.

Shen Baiyan sat on the edge of the bed and looked at Song Zhi's sleeping face, and saw that she was sleeping quite peacefully, so he got up and went out, closed the door lightly, and said to the water chestnut standing outside the door: "Take care of Mrs. Gu, I'll go out for a while." ”

The water chestnut nodded slightly, and after Shen Baiyan took a few steps, he suddenly said, "Lord Wang, Ran Yun is investigating what I did for my wife." ”

Shen Baiyan didn't say anything, just walked towards the door.

Water chestnut bit her lip, as if she had made up her mind, swallowed the words of intercession for Ran Yun, she stared blankly at the circle of fluff on her cuffs in a daze, there was no wind around, but the tip of the fluff was still swaying slightly, as if the faint breath brought by her own breath easily moved it.

Ran Yun's identity is different from that of water chestnut, her parents were Shen Changxing's secret guards, she was as old as Shen Baiyan, and they also played together when they were young.

However, the young thing is always just the young thing, and when they get older, there is only a master-servant relationship between the two.

Ran Yun is no different from water chestnut to Shen Baiyan, but Ran Yun herself is a little more delusional.

Water chestnut suddenly felt an inexplicable sadness, there are pairs of men and women in the world, but how many pairs are like the princess and princess? How many couples are barely making do? How many couples are enemies?

And how many of those who are alone are asking for it but can't get it? How many people are like water?

The water chestnut saw the meteor running from outside the courtyard in a hurry, and when he didn't notice it, he tripped over the threshold and fell heavily to the ground.

"Shooting stars?" Water chestnut hurriedly ran to help her, "What's the matter with you?" Stay in this yard every day, even if you have your eyes closed, you shouldn't fall? ”

Meteor fell so hard that she couldn't get up when she sat on the ground for a while, she panted and said, "Madame's sister-in-law has had a seizure, and now I'm afraid she's going to give birth!" I look at that posture, I'm afraid it's dangerous! ”

Zeng Yunyi's fetus has always been not very peaceful, everyone knows this, but there is always a trace of luck in his heart.

"How? Didn't you say how many more days it would take?! Are you going to tell Madame now? But Mrs. is also a month old, and now she is asleep again, even if Mrs. Song tells Mrs. about the birth, she can't help. "The water chestnut lifted the meteor up.

When Meteor heard this, he hesitated, and only said, "How is that good?" ”

The water chestnut helped the meteor to sit down at the stone table in the courtyard, and said, "Madame has been sleeping lightly recently, I'll go and see her." ”

What the water chestnut said was really good, even if she used light skills, she gently lifted the curtain on tiptoe and glanced at it, Song Zhi's eyes moved slightly, and she opened her eyes.

Because of a shallow sleep, Song Zhi's cheeks were pink and tender from the heat, and he couldn't tell that he was about to become a mother.

"Madame is awake?" Water chestnut said with some annoyance.

"I only slept for half a pillar of incense, and I woke up a long time ago." Song Zhi saw that the look on the water chestnut's face was wrong, and asked, "What's wrong?" But what happened? ”

The water chestnut hesitated to say what Zeng had meant, only to see Song Zhi subconsciously stand up and want to get up, but after a while, he lay back on the bed.

"I can't help if I go, you can help keep an eye on the news over there." Song Zhi showed a slightly worried look, her body was much heavier, it was better to take care of herself first, and it would be even worse if something happened at that time.

The water chestnut breathed a sigh of relief, and when he saw Song Zhi stretching out his hand towards him, he took the cloak on the side and put it on his hand, while helping Song Zhi get up.

"Madame, don't you lie down a little longer?" Water chestnut asked.

Song Zhi shook his head, only to feel a little cold in his arm, and said, "No, let's go out for a walk." What about the prince? Out? ”

Water chestnut draped the cloak on Song Zhi's shoulders, half-knelt to tie a loose knot for her, and replied, "The prince has gone out to run errands." ”

Song Zhi raised his eyebrows to show that he knew, and muttered to himself, "I don't know what happened to my sister-in-law." ”

Zeng Yunyi's courtyard was in a tense atmosphere at this time, the maids brought basins of clear hot water in, basins of blood water brought out, Song Ling saw so many corpses and mountains of blood, but was still frightened by these basins of blood and broke out in a cold sweat.

He grabbed a maid who came out with water and said, "How is Madame?!" ”

His expression was very terrifying, his eyes were bloodshot, and the maid shook her head again and again, and hurriedly fled from under him, saying, "The slave and maid don't know. ”

Song Ling only felt that her palms were numb, and she even forgot to breathe.

At first, Zeng Yunyi's cry could be heard, but the voice gradually lowered, Song Ling's palms were numb, and he even forgot to breathe.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way! The blood ginseng soup is ready! "A mother trotted over with a bowl of ginseng soup in her hand.

Song Ling couldn't hold back any longer, and rushed in after the mother, and the maid guarding the door couldn't hold him.

"Ruohui! How did you get in! Get out! Only the Lin family dared to stop in front of Song Ling at this moment, "The delivery room is filthy!" ”

"What filth!" Song Ling held Lin's shoulders and pushed her away, strode forward, lifted the curtain and walked in.

A warm bloody breath rushed straight to the door, as if someone had boiled a pot of blood water in front of Song Ling.

Xie was squeezing Zeng Yunyi's hand tightly, and kept calling her name, and the maid was feeding Zeng Yunyi ginseng soup, but she couldn't feed it, and it flowed out along the corners of her closed lips.

"Implications!" Song Ling shouted anxiously, his cry sounding full of fear of loss and deepest grief.

"Hey! Feed it in! The maid suddenly shouted in surprise, Zeng Yun seemed to have been recaptured by Song Ling's voice, and began to swallow the ginseng soup.

The ginseng soup was quickly fed, Zeng Yun glanced at Song Ling dimly, and heard his frightened cry again.

Zeng Yunyi gradually gathered enough energy and regained consciousness.

"Girl, my good girl, we're going to have to do it this time!" Xie's heart was like a knife, and tears were like rain.

Lin hurriedly dragged Song Ling out, Song Ling was locked out of the door in a daze, looking at the upside-down bat carved on the door, only to feel that his mind was blank, until the not too loud but incomparably beautiful baby cry sounded, and the whole person came back to life.

Xie Shi hugged his grandson and watched Song Ling run past him in amazement, and went straight to Zeng Yunyi, and when he came back to his senses, he only felt that his son-in-law had picked it very well.