As the sun sets, the day of spring plowing is finally over.

Shao Xun briefly washed himself by the river, took off his linen clothes, put on a brocade robe, and left in a car.

The soldiers of Wansheng Army packed up their farm tools and went home in groups, chatting as they walked.

When they arrived at the village entrance, everyone was stopped.

The leader of the team, Zeng Yi, knocked on the parked carriage with the back of his knife and said: "Each person has a handful of grain. Go home quickly and get a bag to pack it."

"Team leader, where did this food come from?" someone asked.

"After the spring plowing, the troops will be gathered for training. The princess thinks of our hard work, so she specially asks the king to give me a bunch of grain." Zeng Yi said, and at the end, he added: "The owner of the building said it."

"The princess is really a kind person." Everyone looked happy.

When there is a lean period, every family is in difficulty.

Last year, Hedong, Pingyang, Xihe and other places were indeed not affected by disasters, but after fighting for so many years and having to feed and drink tens of thousands of troops stationed here, the people were also extremely poor.

A handful of grain may not seem like much, but it really helps a lot. Otherwise, I would not have enough energy during training.

"Team leader, when will you practice? Where will you practice?" someone else asked.

"I heard it's the end of February or the beginning of March." Zeng Yi said, "If it's too early, there will be too many things at home and we won't be able to leave. Besides, there will be no food if it's too early."

"Team leader, you talked more today than you did in a month last year." Someone laughed.

"The team leader has so many things going on at home that the couch is shaking."

"The team leader is indeed different from last year. He seems to be a different person."

"Get out!" Zeng Yi cursed.

After everyone dispersed, he chuckled lightly.

The days in Pingyang were similar to those in Changshan, maybe even a little worse, but he didn't feel bitter. On the contrary, he gradually felt a surge of energy throughout his body.

This energy did not come overnight, but burst out from the bottom of my heart bit by bit over the past two months.

The two pieces of silk given by King Liang last year have been spent. Now he needs more silk, the more the better.

He actually wanted to start a war.
Chapter completed!