Rebirth of a Female General

Chapter 102
After a brief pause, Yan Qing resumed the previous conversation: "From being a wife to being a wife, my mother has never suffered such hardship."

"I originally wanted to prepare some long-lasting pastries, and it would be good for her to change her taste on the way, but she insisted on having the same three meals as us."

When Yan Qing said this, she was a little helpless, "Mother said that although she was born in the general family, she didn't know what the days of the soldiers marched. She said that even this time, she wanted to experience... those things she used to Absent father and brother and my days..."

Yan Qing originally wanted to comfort Meng Shulan that she didn't have to blame herself, but she didn't know how to say it, and the soreness in her heart blocked her throat like a tide, which made her feel a little bit of the urge to vomit.

She thinks that she is not a sentimental person, but at this time she seems to be full of misery to tell others.

Probably because so many things happened in this short period of half a year, so that at this time, my heart was a little slack, and I lost control of my emotions.

Aware of the accumulation of his negative emotions, Yan Qing took a deep breath and suppressed all the surging emotions.

This season is not the time to vent your negative emotions wantonly.

Especially when she is a general, there are a group of brothers headed by her behind her who listen to her orders.

"If you can't fall asleep, just take a walk around and do some exercise."

Yan Qing jumped out of the carriage, patted his skirt, and said to Meng Shulan, "I'll go see if Lao Zeng's night watchman has made arrangements."

Seeing the soothing smile on Yan Qing's face, Meng Shulan felt as if a heavy stone was pressing on her heart.

If it was a peaceful and prosperous age, she should have been full of spirits, galloping horses and singing songs, drinking and having fun with her comrades-in-arms, father and brother.

Maybe at this time, she has already made an in-law, maybe it's her, maybe it's someone else, but there is always someone who loves her and protects her, so that she can do whatever she wants, and be that forever young and free and easy little general Yan.

It's not like it is now, carrying a heavy burden on one shoulder, and still smiling with pain in the heart.

Just because she is a general, a banner that cannot fall.

Meng Shulan also smiled back, and only said softly: "Okay."

Yan Qing turned to leave, and Meng Shulan's gentle and modest smile suddenly showed a touch of helpless bitterness.

Now he probably really understands what his uncle said to him at the beginning——Yan Qing is destined to be a fierce horse, if you don't have the ability to build a world for her, you can only watch her fight Dead on the battlefield and powerless.

He used to think that the so-called setting up a world for her was to follow her and escort her, so that she didn't have to worry about things other than galloping.

Only now did he understand that under the current chaotic situation, he should be her invincible knife, overcoming thorns and thorns for her gallop, not a shield that fell behind like a drag.

Perhaps from a long time ago, my uncle has been aware of the current chaos in Wu'an, and has been reminding him.

It's a pity that his life was so smooth in the past, he was so fascinated by the illusion of prosperity, wealth, peace and prosperity that he was a little at a loss when he suddenly faced the image of defeat like Mount Tai was about to fall.

Or maybe when my uncle agreed to go to Xijiang, he had already figured out certain situations.

Fortunately, it is not too late for him to wake up now.

It's time to pull out the nails that some people have inserted into Xijiang!
A stern look flashed across Meng Shulan's slightly drooping eyelids, and she had already begun to think about where to collect the net.

Nanchuanzhou's reply has been delayed long enough, it's time for the governor of Nanchuanzhou to make up his mind.

That being the case, he should give some people a little chance.

……

Going south this time seems to be a good opportunity...

In the middle of the night, the army, which took a short rest, set off again.But this time, there was a different adjustment from the formation when they first left the city gate.

"I've thought about it. It's not a problem for my mother to go fast with the army. She is weak and not suitable for fast running."

Yan Qing adjusted the formation of the front and rear armies, and adjusted the northward team behind the southward team.

"You don't need to personally supervise Jicheng's food collection. You just need to show up and count the supplies before we leave."

Yan Qing and Meng Shulan, who was transferred to the team going north, explained, "So I plan to take the Chijia battalion and escort the supplies to Jicheng first, and then you go slowly."

After all, perhaps afraid that Meng Shulan would disagree, Yan Qing solemnly added to him, "The most important thing for you right now is to recuperate and adjust your condition. After leaving Jicheng, the real tough battle will be!"

Although Meng Shulan was somewhat dissatisfied with such an arrangement, she also knew that under the current situation, such an arrangement was undoubtedly the best solution.

At this point, the two armies separated, and Yan Qing led the Chijia Battalion to escort supplies to Jicheng.

Due to the rush of time, except for two hours of rest at night, during the day, everyone chewed pancakes while rushing non-stop.

Under such circumstances, the Chijia Battalion led by Yan Qing finally shortened the three-day journey to two days and one night.

Outside the gate of Jicheng, the city lord of Jicheng greeted him personally.

"Niece Yan Qing, long time no see!"

As soon as they met, Yuan Mouren, the lord of Jicheng City, greeted Yan Qing who was in the lead, and greeted him enthusiastically.

Yan Qing got off his horse, clasped his fists and bowed: "City Lord Yuan, please stay safe."

Jicheng is the place where Kangdu travels to the official road of Western Xinjiang. In the past, when her father took her and her elder brother back to Beijing to report on their duties, they always used Jicheng.

After coming and going, Yuan Mouren, the city lord of Tongji City, can be regarded as a good personal friend.

"Eh?!"

Yuan Mouren raised his hand to help, "Nephew Yan Qing, you are cheating on me, Yuan Shishu!"

Yan Qing bowed his hand, but he was not impressed by Yuan Mouren's enthusiasm: "City Lord Yuan loves you, Qing is ashamed to accept it. Now Qing is ordered to escort food and grass to the south of Yuhuai for disaster relief, and now he needs to temporarily borrow precious land to rest his troops. The order also invites City Lord Yuan Cooperate with the Qing Dynasty, raise food funds, prepare the ferry, and send it to Yuhuai as soon as possible, so as to relieve the worries of the Holy Majesty."

As he said that, Yan Qing handed over the document again, "This is the document issued by the sage to transfer the grain in Jicheng's grain stockpile to rescue the disaster-stricken people in Zhanghuai. I also ask City Lord Yuan to have a look."

Yuan Mouren was not happy about his hot face sticking to someone else's cold ass, but Yan Qing spoke in a business-like manner and did not violate the rules at all, so he had nothing to say.

Yuan Mouren curled his lips, took a look at the document, and grinned again.

"no problem!"

As soon as he received the document, Yuan Mouren said to Yan Qing enthusiastically, as if asking for credit, "Uncle Shi, I already got the news from the Holy Majesty before your niece and daughter came, and the news of raising food for disaster relief was released early in the morning. In the last few days, everything will be ready!"

Yan Qing was a little surprised to hear that it only took a few days to raise funds for his disaster relief.

(End of this chapter)