General Zhang didn't timid because this was his only grandson, and said directly, "This kid has taken the old path of the old minister, where are there generals who can't go to the battlefield in this world, not to mention that there is a general in front of him, how much pressure can he bear, let him take Zhang Jiajun and his senior brothers and sisters, how many can those devils kill, and the young eagle always needs to fly independently." ”

"It is the duty of a courtier to be loyal to the country, and it is the fate of a soldier to die on the battlefield, how many good men are fighting on the battlefield in my Dongshu at the moment, and the emperor will let him go."

The emperor finally agreed to General Zhang's request and asked Zhang Zhenming to bring people to help.

"Nobleman, can I come to your house for a snack when I come back?"

Tong'er was going to go to war with his master, and his master said that they would practice with peace of mind when they met prosperity; In troubled times, it is the responsibility of the husband to save the people from danger and uphold justice.

He didn't know much about those esoteric morals, but the senior brothers had gone, and he would definitely go.

Wen Mianmian gave him a lot of dim sum, and said to him with a smile, "The dim sum master in the house said that he should prepare a lot of dim sum that he had never eaten before, and I will invite you to eat when you come back." ”

Tong'er grinned, "Can you prepare a little more?" ”

"Of course." The tip of Wen Mianmian's nose was sour, and her smile became brighter, "The kind that you can take away if you can't finish eating." ”

Tong'er was very happy and said that he would definitely come back to eat more delicious dim sum.

Soon Zhang Zhenming took people away, and Hua Jingchang and Hua Jingsheng walked with him, if it weren't for Wen Mianmian's production imminently, Hua Jingyun would also go together, the emperor's meaning, let them see with their own eyes how the soldiers fought on the front line, and let them know that every day of Dongshu's peace is not easy to come by.

Wen slowly looked up at the blue sky for a long time, and went to Zhang's mansion on the second day, Ruan Qingqing was already two months pregnant, and smiled softly at Wen Mianmian, "The husband said that a good man should protect his family and defend the country, and the Zhang family can't live forever by the glory of his grandfather." ”

Wen Mianmian took her hand, "Those Dao Masters are strong in martial arts, and General Zhang Xiao is the best among them, and he will definitely kill the enemy and come back safely." ”

Ruan Qingqing nodded with a smile, and then said worriedly, "Grandfather, I'm afraid it's going to be bad." ”

Wen Mianmian was slightly shocked, "What's wrong?" ”

Ruan Qingqing told her that since the beginning of the year, General Zhang's body has not been good, and he has vomited blood twice, and now he is hanging three times a day, "The ruddy complexion is not normal, and it is full of black gas, and the imperial doctor said that if you take care of it well, it will take half a year." ”

Wen Mianmian's heart was heavy, General Zhang's body had already been in deficit for a long time, and it was because he found Zhang Zhenming that he had been alive for so long, and he was afraid that he would suddenly be unable to do the marriage in the house.

"Grandpa Zhang's horse has been a lifelong life, not to mention the accumulation of depression and illness a few years ago, and it is his strength to be able to survive until now."

"You've been waiting carefully these days, and if you need anything, send someone to me."

She promised her sister-in-law to take care of the two old people for her, but at this time she couldn't do anything, so she could only invite the doctor of the Liang family to arrange medicinal food for General Zhang, even if she could only live for half a year, she hoped to live an easier life.

The battle situation on the front line is unknown and so many soldiers have been lost, and the emperor's birthday has not been done this year, the emperor said, so many soldiers on the front line are still working hard, he is really not in the mood to celebrate any birthday, let the Ministry of Rites give the silver of his birthday to the household department, and let the household department buy food to send to the front line.

As soon as the emperor operated like this, the families in the court did not dare to hold a banquet, and for a time the whole court was lifeless, and the courtiers were even more cautious in their speech, for fear of angering the emperor.

Hua Jingyun came back and found Wen Mianmian and asked her to arrange for half a mile to do activities.

"The war on the front line is tight, but the people's hearts in the rear cannot be chaotic, and the war has not yet reached the time when all the people should be soldiers, and the days should be passed or continued."

Wen Mianmian understood what he meant, and asked people to call Qi Kai to come over and speak.

Spring is coming, the warm sun is shining for several days, the spring breeze is warm, the girls on the street can't wait to put on the light spring clothes, dressed up either fresh and beautiful or flowers, a race and a beautiful, Hua Banli also ushered in the first spring.

"Look at a wind and moon, enjoy a spring, put a paper kite, and the first paper kite festival in Huabanli awaits your arrival."

"See, Hua Banli is going to let us put paper kites again."

"It's really full of tricks, I heard that several workshops in the city that make paper kites have received invitations and asked them to set up stalls in Huabanli."

"Also put paper kites big competition, fly the highest flying kite can also get two taels of silver bonus, yes, anyway, the baby at home also has to put paper kites, why don't you give it a try......"

The people who sat and ate tea in the teahouse were talking about the newspaper in their hands with great interest, and someone sighed comfortably, "I am still holding activities for half a mile, and the war on the front line is not so difficult." ”

"It should be, I didn't read the newspaper and still talked about spring ploughing, I said it, there is no battle that cannot be won if there is a great general."

"Hahahaha, I'll pick out a better paper kite, and go back and take my little girl to have a good day......"

The flowers and months became lively, and the oil-paper umbrellas that had been hanging on the street were put away and replaced with all kinds of kites, which swayed with the wind as if they had come to life.

Each shop has also launched its own activities, such as kites for as much silver as you buy, etc., which attracts some customers.

There are many people flying kites on the Wangjiang Pavilion, the terrain here is wide, the river breeze blows the kite to meet it, the sky is full of either swallows or eagles, not big fish or butterflies, and there are beautiful kites with extremely exquisite workmanship, the whole sky is decorated with extreme agility. 0m

The kites flew high, and the emperor in the palace could see those kites when he looked up, imagining the excitement of the flowers, looking at the high-flying kites and suddenly smiled, "I don't want to celebrate my birthday, but let the people below be careful, they won't go out to buy if they don't hold a banquet, and if they don't go out to spend money, where will the tax money come from?" ”

"This paper kite festival is happening at the right time."

"Bang~~~"

A piercing explosion sounded over Kyoto City, and the kites flying in the sky were almost planted, and the people next to the frightened emperor put on an assassin posture, and Wen Mianmian, who was also frightened, hugged his stomach tightly and sobbed.

"Listen to the sound coming from outside the city."

Nian Xia helped her sit down, "Is the red-clothed cannon a success?"

Liu Kuoyuan is now a brick, where to move, has been to the Ministry of Industry outside the city for more than ten days, it is said that the progress is very fast, the last time Liu Kuoyuan came to the Ministry of Industry also praised the craftsmen of the Ministry of Industry fiercely, saying that if they get a gun to give them may be able to imitate it.

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