The beginning of the year.

The river bank in the south is gradually turning green, and a few wild ducks float across the water, occasionally diving into the water to peck at small fish swimming in the shallows.

It is already the season when spring water is warm.

Nan Baoyi stayed in the backyard and tried to make several sets of small clothes and shoes. The embroiderer who came to teach her had honey on her lips: "Madam, you are so skillful. Look at this little lion's head, it is so lifelike! Madam is so talented." !”

Nan Baoyi looked at her embroidery.

What she embroidered was clearly a little tiger head...

The maid opened the curtain.

Yuchi came in from the outside, took off his big cloak and hung it on the wooden robe. He glanced at Nan Baoyi's embroidery work: "My sister is embroidering a horse? When the horse is successful, it has a very good meaning."

Nan Baoyi pursed her lips.

She simply put away her embroidery work, raised her head and asked, "Did you go to the front yard again today?"

"Yes." Yuchi sat next to her and took out a few small cherries from his sleeve, "Passing by my father's yard, I saw that the cherry trees inside were covered with a thin layer of fruit. I couldn't help but secretly pick a few of the ripe ones. Do you like it if you try it?"

The cherries have been washed, and a few are thin and small, not yet ripe.

When Nan Baoyi tasted it, his mouth was full of sour taste, and he felt comfortable eating it.

She asked again: "All the high-ranking families in Jiangzuo are discussing matters in the front yard? What is the situation now?"

"The officials in Jinling almost all depended on my house for food and accommodation. They were used to singing and dancing, and they didn't really want to get involved in the war. They were just forced by their father and had to participate. There were also a few small wars, and the outcome was different. Half and half, they are still in the stage of testing each other.”

Nan Baoyi nodded.

Yuchi poured her a cup of warm water: "It is true that the North has strong troops, but the accumulation of the South over the years cannot be underestimated. If we really fight, it will be a protracted war."

Nan Baoyi analyzed: "Rather than saying that the south has strong military strength, it is better to say that the south has the danger of the Yangtze River, which is easy to defend and difficult to attack. This will be a disadvantage for the soldiers in the north who are not good at water warfare."

Yuchi smiled: "My sister is smart."

The embroiderer arranged the table and praised: "The young master and the madam are talking about the situation in the world. You come and I go back and forth. It's so exciting that I can't even understand it!"

Yuchi suddenly hugged Nan Baoyi and asked with a smile: "Then do you think my wife and I are a good match? Do we look like a newlywed couple?"

Nan Baoyi suddenly ran into his arms, her hairs stood up uncontrollably, and she felt uncomfortable all over.

She secretly frowned in displeasure. After all, he was under the eaves, so she had to push him away as a joke and scolded: "Bah, who is a good match for you? Yuchi, you are already a grown man. It is serious to seize the time to marry the girl you love!"

Yuchi's intention is still unfinished.

His arms were filled with warmth just now, and the sweet scent of hibiscus flowers could almost kill him.

He was half joking and half serious: "If Xiao Daoyan dies in battle in the future, my sister will become his widow. When the time comes, I will marry you..."

He had been rejected before and no longer dared to confess his love.

I can only express my feelings in a joking way.

Nan Baoyi was speechless.

"Ah sneeze!"

Jiangbei.

Xiao Yi stood in the temporary pavilion and suddenly sneezed.

Gu Chongshan lowered his head to play with the sand table and sneered: "Someone is cursing you to death."

Xiao Yi glanced at him: "Don't you curse me to death every day?"

Gu Chongshan raised his eyebrows, twirling a string of ebony beads on his fingertips, and changed the topic: "I analyzed the recent wars. At first we had the upper hand, but then somehow, the other side seemed to be able to detect our formation and formation in advance. Ambush can always cause serious damage to our army in time..."

"You mean..." Xiao Yi opened the army roster, "There is a traitor among our people?"

He took over Dayong relatively late.

He didn't know whether the Southern family had sent spies to the Chang'an army in the past twenty years.

But there is no doubt that spies are necessary for the ambitious Yuchi family.

Gu Chongshan held down his hand as he turned over the roster.

Their eyes met, Gu Chongshan pulled his lips and chuckled: "Looking at the roster, what can you tell? Before the decisive battle that affects life and death, it is only serious to get the opponent's spy list."

Xiao Yi walked to the window.

Leaning on the railing and looking far away, mist has risen from the river. The mountains, rivers and towns in the east of the river are hidden behind the mist, with dark green and light blue, like an ink painting drawn by a brush.

It's March now.

He whispered: "In two months' time, Nan Jiaojiao will give birth. By then, I will go to Jiangdong..."

Hearing the word "production", Gu Chongshan's expression changed slightly.

Xiao Daoyan went to Jiangzuo during the Lantern Festival. After returning, he pretended to tell everyone lightly:

"Nan Jiaojiao is pregnant with my child. My intuition is that it may be a twin. However, I just want a daughter. If she gives birth to twins, it will only cause trouble. In fact, I don't want a child, and the children will quarrel. , it’s a headache.”

He was talking about having a headache and troubles, but the corners of his mouth were almost grinning.

Gu Chongshan felt contempt in his heart. He held the red sandalwood beads tightly and barely suppressed his dissatisfaction. He said calmly: "Then I wish you a great success in your graduation. Speaking of which, have you chosen a name for the child?"

Xiao Yi was not willing to discuss matters related to Nan Jiaojiao with Gu Chongshan, an outsider.

He said briefly: "It's not easy for her to conceive, so let her name it herself."

Gu Chongshan: "She hasn't read as many books as you and I, so I'm afraid she won't be able to give her a good name. If you don't mind, why not let me pick it. If it's a boy, let's call it Sigu. If it's a girl, let's call it Niangu. It sounds nice. It also has a moral meaning, which is pretty good.”

Xiao Yi stared at him with a half-smile but not a smile: "Go and have a child yourself, don't try to take advantage of other people's children."

Gu Chongshan paused and sarcastically said: "If you die on the battlefield, I will take the Nan family's Jiaojiao back to the Northern Wei Dynasty. By then, not only will we have a princess, but we will also have a young prince for nothing. It's great."

Xiao Yi laughed angrily at him and was too lazy to talk to him anymore. He lowered his head and played with the war sand table.

Gu Chongshan was not the only one who secretly expected him to die on the battlefield.

That little brat from the Yuchi family probably thinks the same way.

But not only did he want to survive, he also wanted to grow old with Nan Jiaojiao.

Someone knocked on the door.

Xiao Yi and Gu Chongshan looked over and saw that Shen Yijue was wearing fine armor and had a thin layer of sweat on his forehead. He had probably just come from the martial arts training ground.

He raised a few books in his hand: "I took them from the military doctor under my account. Your Majesty may be interested in them."

Xiao Yi took it.

The first book is "The Routine of a War Horse Delivering a Child".

The second book, "Precautions for War Horse Childbirth".

The third book, "Postpartum Care for War Horses".

Xiao Yi raised his eyes and stared at Shen Yijue.

The military doctor he was talking about was probably a military veterinarian, right?

Shen Yijue looked solemn: "Giving birth is something that both women and war horses have in common. I heard that Miss Nan will give birth in two months. The battlefield supplies are tight and there are no books to refer to. Your Majesty, take a look at these books when you have free time. You will definitely benefit a lot from the book.”

"Benefited a lot..."

Xiao Yi tasted this word.

The corner of Gu Chongshan's mouth raised, but he suppressed it calmly, looking at Shen Yijue with sympathy on his face.

He had seen Xiao Daoyan's venomous tongue. It would be strange if this boss didn't give Xiao Daoyan such a thing.

really--

Xiao Yi sat behind the desk and asked Shiyan Chuan to say: "Go and ask Han Yanliang."

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