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"It's our commander, your lord."

Song Erxiao coughed dryly: "He is talking about the Fifth Young Master of Prince Yan's Mansion. He is the one who is a guest in our house. You should have met him."

Changan immediately shook his head: "I don't agree!"

She had never thought about getting married, and they couldn't decide on the marriage of the feudal princes and grandsons themselves, right?

Chang'an seems to have heard Minghui say that the marriages of the children of each vassal prince are handled by the clan government. Even if the clan government is negligent and delays the marriage of the vassal princes and grandsons, the vassal princes and grandsons are not allowed to marry on their own. At most, a memorial can be issued to urge them. .

Of course, concubinage was another matter.

Seeing his daughter's objection, Song Erxiao breathed a sigh of relief: "In that case, I will tell the commander."

In fact, he didn't want his daughter to get engaged early, even if the other party was the grandson of King Yan.

As long as his daughter is happy, he doesn't want to interfere with Chang'an's marriage.

He has been in Northern Xinjiang for more than ten years, wandering on the line of life and death for a long time, and has become very bearish.

Prosperity and wealth are not as important as the company of his wife and daughter. If possible, Song Erxiao actually wanted to take off his armor and return home.

"Chang'an, don't take this matter to your heart. The commander just mentioned it and asked me to ask your opinion."

Song Erxiao was afraid that his daughter would be depressed, so he explained: "Dad just brought the message to her."

"I understand." Chang An nodded and quickly changed the subject: "Dad, please find a few people to lead everyone to open up wasteland. Each household will open up at least ten acres. The first fifty households to complete the task of opening up wasteland will be rewarded by the Thousand Households a cow."

"Reward the cow?" Song Erxiao frowned when he heard this: "Chang'an, is this... appropriate?"

Chang'an: "Without rewards, those people will not be active in opening up wasteland. We are also doing it for the good of Beishan Guard."

Song Erxiao finally nodded: "Okay, I'll do as you say. I'll tell the commander right now."

Even if his daughter buys cattle, horses, and camels, she must report it to the commander. Only if her superiors agree can she do it, otherwise she may be criticized.

Of course, the commander would not disagree. After all, it does not cost the commander's money.

So Song Erxiao wrote a letter that day and asked his bodyguard to send it to Guangning.

Commander Tao Yuan was slightly surprised after receiving the letter: "That little girl is really capable. She can actually spend tens of thousands of taels of silver to buy cattle and horses for her father."

A counselor beside him smiled and said: "He is indeed a blessed person. He is so extraordinary at a young age. Mr. Tao, do you really want to give this child up to others?"

Tao Yuan stroked his beard and thought for a while, then shook his head: "What do you mean by surrendering to others? Make sure Mr. Zhang's words are not known to that child. Maybe she thinks we are all plotting against her."

The counselor chuckled: "It's just you and me here. If Mr. Tao doesn't say anything, no one will."

Tao Yuan smiled and sighed: "Actually, Prince Yan and his wife have already met the child. The princess was very happy and wanted to promise her to her grandson. In this case, how could she end up in my house?"

The counselor stroked his beard and said, "Didn't the letter mention that the child has rejected the marriage? It's just right. Mr. Tao can send the young master to Beishan Guards Station to let the children develop their feelings."

When Tao Yuan heard this, his little eyes blinked.

That's right, anyway, the child doesn't agree to get married to Prince Yan's Mansion, and there are several brats of similar age in his family, so why not let them all go to Beishan Guards Station to practice.

Of course, it would be difficult for a boy to get in touch with that little girl. A gentle girl would have to be there too.

Well, let’s do it!

However, let him think about who is the most suitable?

June in northern Xinjiang is as hot as in the Central Plains, and the sun is even brighter.

The men, women, and children of Beishan Institute were all working under the scorching sun to open up wasteland, with no intention of resting.

Chang'an cooked sour plum soup at home, added sugar to it, and asked his guards to pick fields to quench the thirst of the pioneers.

As soon as the pioneers saw the guards of Qianhu carrying many wooden barrels, they rushed over in a swarm: "Is it still mung bean soup today?"

"No! It's the sour plum soup made by our lady." The guard put down the bucket and handed the ladle over: "You can only have one ladle per person, don't drink too much!"

"I know, I know!" There were soldiers and disabled old military households among the people opening up the wasteland. They lined up to drink the sour plum soup. They felt that all the fatigue in their bodies had disappeared. They seemed to have endless strength in their bodies, and they could turn over with a shovel. The ground is also very easy.

Then the guards brought fresh water for the old ox to drink. The old ox no longer pulled the plow slowly, but moved quickly, almost making the man holding the plow unable to keep up.

Children were also busy in the fields. They picked out tree roots and stones and threw them on the field ridges.

So, when the commander led a group of boys and girls to the Beishan Guard Station, they saw busy people and large areas of cultivated farmland.

People work with great energy and dig the ground with ease and ease, which is amazing.

The commander was very confused because he saw someone easily lifting a stone as big as a millstone and throwing it onto the field ridge.

This reminded him of Song Erxiao's great strength.

Are these people wearing amulets made by Chang'an?

The counselor saw the commander's doubts, so he stepped forward to stop one person and brought him to the commander.

"Why are you so strong?" The commander asked curiously: "Are you wearing something?"

The old soldier blinked, fisted at the commander, and replied: "Isn't the villain wearing anything? It's just that he has been working a lot recently, and his strength has gradually increased."

The commander didn't believe it at all, so he asked a few more questions, but couldn't find anything, so he had to go to Song Erxiao.

Song Erxiao had already learned that the commander was coming, and immediately mounted his horse and rushed back from the woods.

From a distance, I saw the commander and a group of teenagers at the door of his house, watching the guards riding two-wheelers.

"Song Qianhu, where did you buy the car?" The commander saw Song Erxiao coming back and pointed to the two-wheeled car and asked.

Song Erxiao: "My brother has opened a new shop and sells just this kind of car."

"Oh?" The commander smiled and said, "I heard that this kind of bicycle is popular in the capital, but I have never seen it. I didn't expect that your brother would also start this business. Not bad! Not bad!"

Song Erxiao smiled and asked the commander to sit down in the government office.

The government office is located next to the official residence. There are several soldiers inside who serve as servants. They are responsible for boiling water to make tea, then exiting the hall and guarding outside the door.

The commander picked up the teacup and blew on it, then raised his eyes to Song Erxiao and said, "I'm here today to send a few juniors to your place for training. If there are any errands in the future, just let them do it. If there are any disobedient ones, Just teach the lesson.”

Seeing Song Erxiao's confusion, the commander continued: "I also have a daughter, who is very spoiled on weekdays. I heard that her brother and nephews came here and insisted on following her. Alas, my wife is too spoiled."

The implication was that he had no choice but to bring the person here.

Song Erxiao:

So you sent all your children, nieces and nephews to me? What is this thing called? I'm not your child's tutor.

But he didn't dare to say this, so he could only say haha: "Sir, it's fine for your nephews to stay, but your young lady can't stay. We are all rough guys here. It would be bad if we bump into each other. .”

The commander smiled: "Who said they are all rough guys? My Jiaojiao can play with your daughter Changan."

Song Erxiao's mouth twitched: "Sir, isn't this bad?"

"What's wrong?" The conductor's eyes turned into crescent moon smiles: "My daughter is only eleven years old. She should be as old as your parents. They are the perfect companions."