"Since the death of Master Sanwu, Yongxian has no expert to guide him, but his business is still booming? This is also strange. Is it possible that he is really talented in business?"

Yang Huazhong murmured to himself, not only confused but also worried.

If one Master of the Three Nos dies, there may be more Masters of the Three Nos. As long as you are willing to spend money to find them, you can join in the evil deeds.

It was approaching noon, and Yang Huazhou and Yang Yongping both went home.

From beginning to end, everyone had a tacit agreement not to talk about Old Yangtou anymore, and it seemed that they no longer cared about whether the old man could come back.

But as the son of old Yangtou, whether it is the honest and steady Yang Huazhong, or the cheerful and arrogant Yang Huaming, he feels uncomfortable in his heart, but he just doesn't want to show it.

I feel so disappointed and numb.

The two brothers continued to drink tea in the main room and discussed the matter of burning incense in the afternoon. The women should also prepare to cook food.

Ms. Liu stood up and stretched, "Third sister-in-law, I drank too much tea and held back my urine. I will come and help you cook when I go to the hut first."

Mrs. Sun smiled slightly: "It's okay, you go to yours first."

"Hey, that's not possible. I have to help you. You must wait for me. I can get to the latrine very quickly."

Ms. Liu ran towards the backyard with a roar, her hands already on her waist.

Over at the table, Yang Huaming's head is covered with black lines.

"Even if this woman makes some money and dresses more decently than before, nothing has changed."

I have the nerve to say it in front of everyone even though I have been holding myself in for peeing. Hey, how embarrassing!

Mrs. Sun turned to Yang Huaming and said, "It doesn't matter. People have three urgent needs. Who wouldn't go to the hut?"

Yang Ruoqing also teased him: "Fourth uncle, if my fourth aunt really turns into a well-behaved, dignified and graceful lady, do you still want to live in the same room and eat at the same table with her?"

Yang Huaming shook his head without even thinking, "Then it's not her anymore. It definitely can't be!"

Yang Ruoqing smiled and said, "That's right, so the Fourth Aunt and the Fourth Uncle who are still chattering around like this are getting along well with each other. Sometimes bickering together actually shows that your relationship as a couple is better than before."

Yang Huaming deliberately shuddered and touched his arm, "Qing'er, fourth uncle is timid, don't scare me."

Yang Huazhong took the lead and laughed out loud. Sun and Yang Ruoqing looked at each other and laughed.

With this smile, the depressing atmosphere caused by Old Yang, Yang Yongbai and the others instantly dissipated, and everyone went their own way.

Sun and Yang Ruoqing came to the backyard. Instead of rushing to the kitchen, they took the key and opened the door to Daan and Xiaohua's house.

In the house, everything remains as it was when Xiaohua and the others were at home. Fuwa's cradle is placed next to the bed, and the bedding in the cradle is covered.

This little bedding was disassembled, washed, dried and then put back on again. Every once in a while, Sun would ask Yang Huazhong to take the cradle and the bedding to the yard to dry.

There are also Feng'er's toy puppets, which the Sun family also keeps well. When they are worried about their grandchildren, the old couple will come to this house to stand for a while, look at this, touch that, Yang Huazhong sent Da'an back

The family letter was re-read to Mr. Sun several times, and the old couple sat together and talked about their grandchildren who were far away in the capital. They talked and laughed, and after laughing, they secretly wiped the moisture from the corners of their eyes.

But this time, Sun and Yang Ruoqing came into this room together, not to reminisce, but to do something special.

This matter is related to Fuwa!

…

In front of Qianzhou.

Qin Lan, who was dozens of miles away, suddenly raised his head, looked in the direction of Qianzhou, and carefully identified it.

He heard the shouts from dozens of miles away!

His face showed waves of fear!

He had already seen the tenacity of Daqi people, and he had also seen the loyalty of Daqi people in Lin'an Mansion.

But he had never seen the Daqi army with such high morale.

In his heart, the Daqi army should still have the same combat effectiveness as the Liao border army, which was strong enough. Even when being trapped in a tight siege, Qin Lanjiu could still feel the indomitable resilience.

But facing the newly victorious Daqi army from Fangyang City, Qin Lanjiu had timid thoughts in his heart for the first time.

This was an emotion that he had never experienced in his whole life of fighting.

He was once worried that the Han generals would have no successors.

After being wounded in many battles, he became angry!

I was angry that I knew the people of Da Qi were very cunning and treacherous, and yet I fell into the Emperor of Da Qi's trick to lure the enemy.

But now, his emotion finally turned into fear, and what was born from fear was the idea of ​​retreat.

"Your Highness the Crown Prince! The Qi army has discovered our traces. The loud shouts shook dozens of miles, like thunder, and everyone was frightened!" A messenger ran over like a wind and shouted like the wind.

ran away.

"Eh..." Qin Lanjiu stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to grab something, but the messenger had already gone away.

Qin Lanjiu sat dejectedly on the platform, sighed for a long time, and then whispered: "I underestimate the Emperor of Da Qi."

Qin Lanjiu continued to advance with his frightened troops, but he had already seen that his team was collapsing.

Collapse of camp.

The carefully selected 20,000 people began to disperse in the remaining thirty miles.

Qin Lanjiu stopped the nobles who were supervising the battle team, and they were going to stop the disintegrating army.

This is a losing battle. After losing the possibility of a surprise attack, there is no chance that they will succeed if they go to Qianzhou to attack Qianzhou, which has 200,000 elite soldiers.

Qin Lanjiu had also read some military books and learned about some classic battles of the Central Plains dynasty, but after looking through any example in his mind, he still shook his head in the end, saying that there was no chance of victory.

Most of those well-known battles in which the weak defeated the strong relied on new weapons, or the strong underestimated the enemy, or there were problems with food and fodder defense.

The food and fodder for the Daqi army is in Baiyang City.

He Anyi is so bored that he won't leave the Aries City without even fighting crickets. If he wants to break up the Aries City to collect grain and grass, it is better to rush to the Daqi camp. Then he can gamble and the Daqi Emperor will give random orders.

In this battle, only by breaking through the heavily guarded Da Qi army formation and attacking Qi Xingyun's chariot can we have a chance of victory.

Qin Lanjiu led the fewer and fewer soldiers to a valley with a slight dejection. He raised his hand to stop the advancing Han soldiers.

The valley in front of him was low-lying and the entrance was extremely narrow. Only three or five horses could pass through at a time. But he looked far away and saw that this gourd-like terrain was a perfect place to fortify and annihilate the enemy.

"If I were the Emperor of Da Qi, or the commander-in-chief of the Qi army, I would set up an ambush here, with thousands of people on both sides, equipped with firewood, sulfur, gunpowder and other utensils. When the enemy's army in the center crosses the valley road, the soldiers on the mountain will drop rolling stones.
Chapter completed!