When Blacksmith Zhao saw Su Yuanyuan and excitedly showed her his achievements these days, Su Yuanyuan replied with an embarrassed face, but he was really guilty in his heart.

Recalling that when I first met Blacksmith Zhao, the man was still a middle-aged man with good spirits, his hair was wrapped in strips of cloth, and his eyes were also very bright.

If it weren't for the fact that there were no drugs in this dynasty, Su Yuanyuan would have thought that he had taken drugs.

But although his wife is still chubby, she is becoming more and more delicate and beautiful.

Su Yuanyuan drew Jiang Wenzheng's leg bone diagram early in the morning, and she handed over the dark iron to Blacksmith Zhao, and asked him to build it carefully and not make any mistakes.

Blacksmith Zhao also listened carefully, and responded to them all one by one.

Su Yuanyuan is not idle these days, if Xuantie is created, she can directly operate on Jiang Wenzheng, she has to prepare anti-inflammatory drugs for Jiang Wenzheng in advance.

In this era, there are no antibiotics and amoxicillin at all, and Su Yuanyuan can only find a way to replace it with something else.

She has been looking through medical books in the store for the past few days, and when she comes across good ideas, she writes them down in her small notebook, trying to find the best way to treat Jiang Wenzheng.

The morning passed quickly, and it was almost a blink of an eye.

These days, she called the winter kite back, and the task of cooking was also back in the hands of the winter kite.

The group of female workers in charge of processing in the backyard were all smiling, and finally they didn't have to eat the unpalatable food anymore.

Winter Kite looked at the pedestrians on the street in her spare time, and she didn't know when it started, the number of officers and soldiers patrolling the street increased, usually only one team came to patrol, and now she and Su Yuanyuan saw four groups of officers and soldiers patrolling in the morning.

Su Yuanyuan propped his head thoughtfully, something was wrong with the development of this matter.

She thought about it carefully, when did the number of officers and soldiers suddenly increase?

It seems that the time she saw the spy in Mongolian clothes arrested, since then the number of officers and soldiers patrolling the streets has increased, and even the gate of the city, which is usually loosely managed, has been guarded by soldiers, and the passage of aliens must be registered.

In the evening, Qing Yi was about to pick up Xiaodouding from school, and Su Yuanyuan specially reminded him and asked him to send a message to Jiang Wenzheng, so he won't pick him up from work today.

And she packed up her things, carried her small medicine box and followed the winter kite to buy vegetables in the East Market.

As the sun sets, the people in the vegetable market become scarce, and there are still people who are squatting there waiting for the evening market to buy vegetables and want to sell all their vegetables.

Su Yuanyuan was absentmindedly walking with the winter kite, she was not really buying vegetables.

Most of the people who sell vegetables in the vegetable market are women in their thirties and forties, with broken mouths, and of course, because of the characteristics of love and gossip, so they can grasp the latest information, which can be called the latest intelligence officers.

Sure enough, when the winter kite was picking carrots, Su Yuanyuan squatted aside and pretended to choose dishes, and casually mentioned it, and the woman immediately answered the conversation.

"It's not because those Mongolian spies made a fuss a few days ago!"

She leaned closer, her eyes constantly looking around, and her voice was very low.

"Let me tell you, I heard from a servant in the family of an official that civil strife broke out in Mongolia a few days ago! Last year there was a famine, and their leaders wanted to attack us! That's why we are on guard! ”

I see, a few days ago, I am afraid that the Mongolian fine work was the first to inquire about the news, if it is really found, then the city of Flyshan is not in danger?

The old sister-in-law saw that the winter kite had finished the dishes, so she quoted her a price, and she kindly reminded Su Yuanyuan that this year is not peaceful, and she should prepare some food in advance, in case of war, but there will be famine.

Su Yuanyuan also thought so in his heart, if there was really a war, this Fly Mountain City would become extremely dangerous, and all the original order would be broken, where would he go to eat?

With this in mind, she went to the place where the seeds were sold, and bought a lot of rapeseed and rice seeds, and now the small cottage she had chartered came in handy.

In the Shuren Academy in Xishi, Jiang Zhiyi waited left and right, but he didn't see the sunny and cheerful young man.

He tugged on the strap of his schoolbag, dejected, could it be that something happened to Qi Fang? Then why don't you tell him?

Qingyi looked at his depressed appearance and touched his little head with his big hand, "Go home." ”

Jiang Zhiyi nodded, and followed Qingyi slowly towards home with his little short legs.

At the east gate of Flyshan City, two teenagers sat on a high-headed horse, one of them was wearing a round-necked gown with a brocade brocade, and a peony flower was embroidered on his chest, which made him as bright as jade, and he looked into the distance with anticipation, and his eyebrows couldn't help but burn.

"Liufang, did the eldest brother say that he would come today?"

The exile on the other side tugged at the reins in an attempt to subdue the restless horse, frowning and staring into the distance.

"Your Highness wrote that he would come today."

"There is Su Ji watching in this Fly Mountain City, is the eldest brother still afraid of the Ye family brothers?"

These days, the frontier is turbulent, and the Mongols have invaded many places, and this city is located at the junction of the three kingdoms, and if it is attacked, the situation that has maintained peace for decades will be broken.

At that time, it will be more than just a Mongol riot.

The Xiliang Kingdom is strong in national strength and heavy in military force, while the Nanjiang Kingdom has a ghost in his heart, and if he can't keep it, he will come out with some moths, and Daqi's situation will become more difficult.

War is not terrible, but what is terrible is that it brings misery to the people.

In the days when Qi Fang traveled abroad, he also saw the difficulties of the common people, and also made his own friends, he really didn't want to see the war break out, so when his imperial sister called him back, he resolutely chose to stay in Fly Mountain.

His friends are here, and so are his people.

In the event of a war, he will never hide in the rear, he will live and die with the country.

When the last rays of the sun disappeared on the horizon and the sky was covered with orange-red sunset, a simple carriage staggered from the east.

Qi Fang's eyes lit up, and he whipped his horse and headed forward.

"Big brother!"

The carriage slowly stopped on the side of the road, and a slender hand reached out from inside.

That hand is white and delicate, the nails are trimmed to a perfect arc, and he also has an emerald green jade wrench on his thumb, which is noble and elegant at first glance.

The curtain was lifted, and a man with a jade crown and hair sat inside.

He propped one hand on his knees, lifted the curtain with the other, and when he saw Qi Fang, he showed a faint smile.

"Ahh

His eyes are good-looking peach blossom eyes, and when he looks at people, he always gives people the illusion of affection.

Under the high bridge of the nose are thin red lips, slightly hooked like a spring breeze.

The man's face is not beautiful, but it always gives people a comfortable feeling.