Pass mountains, wasteland city corridors, thousands of miles of rain and fog.

The heavy rain after the great drought lingered day after day, delaying the great battle that the Song army had been looking forward to again and again.

Di Qing didn't move.

I don't know what awaits me......

Someone knew that Dr. Xin delivered food to the commander's camp every day, and asked Xin Yi sideways.

When to play?

Why don't you fight yet?

Xin Yi looked at the rain that was blowing one after another, and he couldn't figure it out in his heart.

"Are you waiting for the rain to stop?"

Di Qing's current position is to serve as an envoy to the Southern Army, but at the beginning of the war, the local administration was paralyzed, and the military and political power belonged to him alone, and he was busy all day long, getting up early and dealing with official affairs greedily, and resting for less than three hours every day.

At first, Xin Yi cooked to please him, and later he really admired this old beautiful man.

Looking at Di Qing with a filter, Xin Yi felt that the old beautiful man was infinitely charming, and if he had delicious food, he was still willing to send it to his barracks.

When Xin Yi went to the commander's barracks with the freshly stewed Shayuan pork liver soup, Di Qinggang had a meeting with a group of generals.

The generals withdrew from the barracks and saw Dr. Xin holding a tray, and they all showed friendly smiles.

"Dr. Xin."

"Dr. Xin."

Everyone walked in front of Xin Yi and greeted her.

Right now, everyone in the camp likes her because Xin Yi has improved their food.

Xin Yi owed his body, and he also bowed his head one by one.

When all the generals were gone, she stepped in and placed the soup cup in the tray on the table where the official documents were stacked.

Di Qing's brows furrowed, and he didn't move.

"What's delicious today?"

Xin Yi glanced at the secret letter with fire paint in his hand, looking at the familiar handwriting on it, and there was a faint excitement in his heart.

"Pork liver soup, nourishing blood and liver, brightening the eyes and nourishing the face, drinking out the master's good complexion. However, the taste may not be so delicious, don't dislike it, eating it is good for the body, drink it as medicine......"

Di Qing glanced at her, snorted, pressed the document that Xin Yi was staring at intently down, and took the soup cup.

"Step back and rest. After a while, there will be silence to clean up. ”

"Oh." Xin Yi obediently followed him, but his feet did not move.

When Di Qing looked at it again, she leaned down and asked with a low smile, "Master, is there going to be a war?" ”

Di Qing glared at her, "Peeking at the secrets of the army, are you guilty?" ”

Xin Yi was not afraid of him at all, and sighed with joy on his face, "I'm not wrong about this?" That's news from Brother Jiu, right? ”

Di Qing didn't deny it, but glanced at her.

"Monkey spirit."

Xin Yi continued to ask with a smile: "Where did Brother Jiu go, is he okay?" Why haven't you returned to camp? ”

Di Qing lowered his head and drank the soup, ignoring her.

Xin Yi didn't care about his reaction, he still held a smile in front of him, lowered his voice and asked with a gossip on his face: "Master, if this battle is won, will the ninth brother have to make meritorious contributions?" ”

Di Qing glanced at her, "You care so much about whether he makes meritorious contributions or not?" ”

Xin Yi's eyebrows raised slightly, "Of course." ”

"Humph!" Di Qing glanced at her dissatisfied, and saw Xin Yi smile and said, "Because the ninth brother has made meritorious service, he can go back to Beijing to ask the official family for a decree and marry me." ”

Di Qing was stunned, couldn't help laughing, the wrinkles in the corners of his eyes smiled a little deeper, and his gaze slanted towards Xin Yi.

"It's ambitious! Do you still want to be the princess of the county? ”

"Not really." Xin Yi thought for a moment, and his palm-sized face wrinkled slightly, "Master, you said, Fu Jiuqu's wife is still different from the princess of the county, right?" ”

"What's the difference?"

"Of course not." Xin Yi looked back, "You are an old antique and don't understand the emotions of young people. Hmph, I won't tell you. Leave! ”

After saying that, Xin Yi straightened his body and bowed in front of Di Qing.

Di Qing was often confused by her jumping thinking.

"I haven't finished saying that......"

"I'm done." Xin Yi smiled and blinked, "Master, your old man enjoy it slowly, I'll go back to make pre-war preparations!" ”

Di Qing sank his face and stared at her, "Don't talk nonsense and shake the hearts of the army." ”

"I don't tell anyone." Xin Yi suppressed his voice, looking at the old beautiful girl's angry appearance, and smiled even more playfully.

It is also strange to say that after Xin Yi came to the Northern Song Dynasty, he has always been independent and steady, although he will also have respect for elder-level figures, but he will take the initiative to keep his distance, but it is different in front of Di Qing......

In Xin Yi's shouts of the master, she unconsciously regarded Di Qing as an elder in her own family, close and distant, like a little girl who joked casually in front of her father.

And although Di Qing always murdered her and glared at her, he never really punished her, praised the food she cooked, and even rewarded her with silver money in private to supplement her, which was far less strict than his apprentice.

People always like people who like them.

Xinyi is no exception.

She was worried about Di Qing, so she prepared Jinchuang medicine and other medicines suitable for the battlefield overnight, put them in small bottles, and prepared to send them over early the next day.

That night, God sprinkled the rain that he owed to the southern land, pouring like a curtain of rain covering the sky, Xin Yi slept in bed, and could still hear the howling wind and the rustling raindrops on the roof.

fell asleep in nervousness, and only learned at dawn that Di Qing had set off last night, shortly after drinking her pork liver soup.

~

At the end of September of the fourth year of Huang You, Di Qing picked the elite to go south, went straight to Pennsylvania, and attacked the Nong army head-on.

The Nong army rushed to respond to the enemy, and the Song army, which did not know the dirt and endurance of humiliation, was mired in the quagmire of Pennsylvania......

In order to preserve the fruits of victory for several months, Nong Zhigao had no choice but to retreat to Yongzhou, where he had previously called the emperor, and took his "Great Southern Kingdom" as a base to defend the southern expeditionary army......

In the Battle of Pennsylvania, the Song army won a great victory.

This is also the most painful battle won by Nong Zhigao since he raised his army.

The Song Dynasty and the opposition were shaken, and praise was repeated, General Di's reputation spread all over the world, and the morale of the Southern Expeditionary Army was greatly boosted.

Xin Yi was in the commander's camp, and everything before and after the war was in his eyes.

At this point, she had to praise from the bottom of her heart.

This old beautiful man is really amazing!

He is brave and strategic, has good tactics, and is good at controlling the situation on the battlefield and manipulating the morale of the army.

In fact, the Northern Song and Southern Expeditionary Army was known as a 200,000-strong army, but Xin Yi observed that the actual number of people participating in the war was probably very large.

During the Northern Song Dynasty, the miasma of Guangnan West Road was extremely heavy, and the climate was humid and hot, but in winter, it would snow heavily, and wild elephants often appeared in the mountains and forests, all of which were tests for the Song army......

And the team led by Nong Zhigao is almost all locals, and they have long been accustomed to local life, as the saying goes, a strong dragon can't overpower the head snake, how can the Beijing army who first came to Chadao fight with the native Nong army for a long time?

If Di Qing attacked rashly from the beginning, even if he won, he would have to pay a heavy price.

What's more, it is easy to govern people, but it is difficult to govern people's hearts. How long can the fruits of such victory last?

Unless Di Qing led his troops to defend southern Xinjiang forever, otherwise, as soon as he walked on the front foot, these people would have to rebel on the back foot.

Especially in the Guangyuan area on the border between Jiaozhi and the Great Song Dynasty, there are still thirty cave chieftains, all of whom are ruthless people with barbarian soldiers like Nong Zhigao.

Today there is a Great Southern Kingdom, tomorrow there is a Great Western Kingdom, will the Great Song Dynasty be exhausted?

If you want to fight, you have to subdue people.

Judging from the Battle of Pennsylvania, Di Qing picked the biggest fruit at the lowest cost, which can be described as a soldier's treacherous.

Of course, the little apprentice who has been doing his "old job" for General Di in the dark has also contributed a lot......

The intelligence work provided by Fu Jiuqu with the Imperial City Division has also become an important magic weapon for General Di to defeat the enemy.

The secret letters one after another were General Di's eyes to observe the entire battle situation......

Xin Yi's heart hung nervously, and his throat was up and down.

She counted the time and looked forward to the day, waiting for the node of the decisive battle in the history books, and on the other hand, she was afraid of the arrival of that day......

On the one hand, she hopes to end this disastrous war as soon as possible, and on the other hand, she is worried that after the victory of the army, the uncontrollable situation will bring her and Fu Jiuqu into the abyss......

"Dr. Xin."

A soft call disturbed Xin Yi's thoughts.

When she turned around, she saw Sun Huai standing outside the door.

Xin Yi's eyelids twitched fiercely, and he walked over quickly, "Grandpa Sun has something to do with me?" ”

Sun Huai shook his head, his eyes showing eagerness, "Go and see the county king." ”

Xin Yi's heart seemed to skip a beat.

"What's wrong with the county king? Is it hurt? Xin Yi's tone was flustered, and his hands and feet were a little numb, "Father-in-law, you wait, I'll go get the medicine box......"

These days, under Di Qing's "strict guard", Xin Yi has no chance to meet Fu Jiuqu at all. Moreover, the army is full of men, and Xin Yi also abides by the rules and will not take the initiative to find Fu Jiuqu, so as not to be honest and affect the morale of the army.

Therefore, all the news related to Fu Jiuqu, Xin Yi heard it from other people's mouths.

At this moment, she was going crazy.

Between joy and sorrow, the thought is like a raging flame that suddenly ignites, turning over all the emotions that have accumulated in the bottom of my heart and overshadowing all the rules.

She trotted all the way over, wishing she could give birth to wings and fly to his side.

The wonderful thing is that when she walked outside Fu Jiuqu's barracks, her feet seemed to be filled with lead, and they became heavy for no reason......

Sun Huai glanced back at her, trotted two steps forward and knocked on the door.

"Ninth Master, Doctor Xin is here."

Cheng Cang and Duan Sui stood outside the door, dark, thin, like two wooden stakes, motionless.

When Xin Yi saw them, his heart beat faster, and he heard Fu Jiuqu's voice from inside after a while.

"Come in."

Xin Yi couldn't help but tremble.

Why does his voice look weak?

At this time of year, the temperature in the south has dropped, is it a cold and sick, or is it mistaken by miasma?

It's probably because I haven't seen him for too long, and I'm crazy about it. Xin Yi's mind was so messed up that he didn't have his usual calmness at all. When I pushed the door in, I felt that my hands and feet were cold and my steps were weak......

However, when I looked around the screen, the room was empty.

There was a faint warm fragrance in the air, and an incense burner sat quietly on the desk, emitting a familiar fragrance.

Xin Yi lost his mind for a moment.

Incense.

"Grandpa Sun, where is the prince of the county?"

Xin Yi was slightly suffocated, and was about to turn his head to call Sun Huai, when his eyes were blindfolded from behind.