Summer has arrived in Bianjing.

At this time of year, the temperature rises suddenly as soon as the sun comes out, the air is dull and hot, and the blue brick pavement seems to be cracked by the sun.

The shadow of war did not affect the people of Bianjing.

The imperial court intensively mobilized troops and generals, and the action was very big, but it was only a few sentences in the newspaper. The life of the people was not affected at all, including eating, drinking, having fun, reciting poems, and roping in a few beautiful ladies.

Play and sing elegantly, and return home with all your heart...

The flames of war, gunpowder smoke, and death are too far away from the bustling city of Bianjing.

The lamentations of the borderlands cannot be heard in the capital...

Xin Yi subscribes to various newspapers and periodicals in Bianjing every day. She follows the trends of this war and is afraid of missing any news.

In such hot days, she is probably the person who cares most about political affairs in Ma Xing Street...

Oh, and her cat, the fox demon.

This cat, Fu Jiuqu, has never been taken away and has become the treasure of the pharmacy. Because under the pampering of everyone in the pharmacy, it eats a lot and grows fat. Wherever it sits, it looks like a

Dunzi looks like a lucky cat, so "Lucky Cat" became his nickname.

As soon as Xin Yi caught the lucky cat and put it in the bamboo cage, Aunt Li came over.

Recently, she likes this big speaker very much.

Aunt Li could always tell her true and false news to relieve her pain of lovesickness.

The emergence of sales restrictions has not affected the sales of cosmeceuticals. Every batch produced is sold out almost instantly.

Aunt Li initially came to persuade Xin Yi to increase output and even offered to provide labor to help. After Xin Yi refused several times, she wisely stopped talking and only came to pick up the goods every three days and settle the payment.

"Oh, Fu Luck has gained weight again. He can hardly fit in the cage."

The cat squatted in the cage, narrowed its eyes coldly, and ignored Aunt Li.

Xin Yi turned around, smiled, touched the cat's head and walked over.

"how?"

Aunt Li smiled so hard that her eyes almost narrowed, "Okay, it's very good, but it's just not enough to sell..."

Xin Yi smiled, "Take your time. I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry."

Aunt Li: "I don't understand, madam. Isn't it good to sell more while it's busy?"

Xin Yi just laughed without explaining. Her "good color" was to become a century-old brand of Bianjing, but it could not be shoddy and ruined because of greed.

Aunt Li knew her temper and quickly changed the topic.

"I heard from my family that the counterfeit goods sellers in Hongqiao are gone. The little lady has the skills..."

She gave Xin Yi a thumbs up enthusiastically and winked.

Xin Yi was amused by her, "Those fakes hurt people's faces, so the court will naturally punish them. What does this have to do with me? I didn't do anything."

Aunt Li smiled and said: "That being said, Mr. Guan's noble legs cannot run so fast normally. For the sake of Prince Guangling..."

Xin Yi frowned.

Maybe Aunt Li is telling the truth, but she doesn't want to completely tie her business behavior to Fu Jiuqu.

That would be bad for his official reputation.

"Auntie." Xin Yi said seriously: "We work together, we are just grasshoppers in the same boat, so if I am good, you are good, right?"

Aunt Li nodded heavily, "That's natural."

Xin Yi said: "From now on, aunt must not mention the name of Prince Guangling outside casually, so as not to arouse jealousy and damage our business. Look, isn't this incident just about recruiting a villain?"

A lesson needs to be learned.”

Aunt Li is not an ignorant person, she is just a commoner who can get close to the prince. Sometimes she can't help but brag a little and feel proud in front of a group of nuns and six women.

Seeing Xin Yi's serious face and a faint stern look in his eyes, she quickly nodded warily.

"Yes, yes, the little lady is right."

Xin Yi smiled slightly, turned around and called Mrs. An.

"You accompany my aunt to get the medicine and pay for it. I'll go out."

Mrs. An looked at the blessing in the bamboo cage and knew what she was going to do.

She hadn't seen Fu Jiuqu in the past few days, and she had been feeling depressed for too long.

~

Xin Yi read about Fu Jiuqu's imitation of Chenqiao camp in Beijing from today's Bianjingdi newspaper.

This military camp was about twenty miles away from Bianjing City. For the sake of speed, Xinyi did not ride on the little donkey. Instead, he hired a domestic carriage from a carriage shop, smelled the fragrant aroma of the soil in the suburbs, and bumped away under the sun.

The carriage carried Lucky Cat, some food, and a change of clothes that she had prepared for Fu Jiuqu.

A month ago, if someone had told her that she would become so virtuous for a man, Xin Yi would have laughed at them.

Now she is the joke - because she hasn't seen a man for a few days, she looks for him all the time.

The atmosphere in Chenqiao Camp was inexplicably tense.

Fu Jiuqu was discussing matters with Di Qing and several generals in the commander's camp.

After the "Chanyuan Alliance" between the Song and Liao Dynasties, the military strength of the Northern Song Dynasty was much lower than before. Especially for the Beijing army, the recruitment system was in place and they were fed by the emperor. It became a corrupt method for the officials of the Northern Song Dynasty to falsely report the soldiers and eat empty pay. Lack of war pressure, heavy text

Due to the poor use of military force, ordinary soldiers were not reused, and were even enslaved and became handymen in the homes of many officials... This made this army, known as a million-strong army, completely demoralized and unable to fight.

After a few days, Di Qing's enthusiasm was poured out of his heart.

"I can't endure hardships and fight battles. Isn't it a joke to rely on these people to charge forward?"

The generals bowed their heads and remained silent.

Nong Zhigao was invincible as if he was pushing against a wall. It cannot be said that he was weak, but at least the Song Dynasty defenders he encountered... were too weak. They never encountered strong resistance at all, so they fled and surrendered...

Di Qing was heartbroken and said, "I think there are too many good days. Practice for me, practice to the point of death, and let them know that fighting is not about building walls and roads, or building beams and roofs. It is about killing people. It's about killing people."

"

"Without a man's blood, he is nothing but mud that cannot hold up the wall."

"I'm so mad at you, so mad at me."

No one interrupted him.

In these days, the so-called dispatching of troops and generals is nothing more than demotion and relocation, so that those who can't fight are sent down and those who can fight are promoted.

but……

From the official appointment of Di Qing as Deputy Privy Envoy, we can get a glimpse of the clues.

The second-grade Privy Councilor and Deputy Envoy is already at the pinnacle of military generals.

The expedition is about to begin, and the Privy Councilor is still a civil servant.

Fortunately, although Zhao Zhen could not appoint Di Qing as privy envoy in one step, he gave Di Qing full power to mobilize troops, and no one had any objections.

But now, the expedition is about to begin, the generals and generals of the army have been demoted or transferred by Di Qing, and there are still some positions in the military academy left, but no suitable person can be found to replace them...

"The great Song Dynasty, the great Song Dynasty!"

Di Qing was so sad as he said it, he sighed deeply.

"How will I choose from a bad game of chess?"

Fu Jiuqu said nothing and kept flipping through the roster in his hand, frowning slightly.

At this time, a man who looked like a school captain came over, saluted Di Qing and everyone else, and then said awkwardly:

"Someone is looking for the county prince."

Di Qing looked over with a dark face, "Who?"

The captain said: "A little lady."

Di Qing lowered his face and said, "The important place of the military camp..."

"Ahem!" Fu Jiuqu slowly closed the book and stood up, "You guys discuss it first, I'll be back soon."

Di Qing snorted, a little dissatisfied, but everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, it was Guangling County Prince who angered the general, not them.

~

Xin Yi was outside the barracks, still sitting on the carriage.

She arrived unexpectedly and felt a little uneasy. It wasn't until she saw a vague figure in the barracks through the car curtains that she happily opened the curtains.

"Brother Ninth..."

Fu Jiuqu was wearing a black lacquered mountain armor, with his hair tied in a black jade crown, riding a tall black horse out of the barracks through the open fence, walking under the scorching sun, his eyes seemed to be dyed with firelight, and he looked over from a distance

, Xin Yi felt hot all over, and his whole body seemed to be on fire...
To be continued...