The Peasant Girl’s Concubine’s Name Moves the World

The figure of the army gradually receded, and most of the people left, only the family members of the soldiers who went to war were left standing there, looking at a certain figure, with worries and reluctance in their eyes, some people were still there secretly Wipe away tears.

Any situation may arise on the battlefield, and this separation may be life or death.

How can people not worry?

Even Prince An and Princess An are very worried!

Wu Jingmei supported Princess An's hand, feeling reluctance and fear in her heart.

Wen Nuan and the sisters came over.

Wen Xin walked to Wu Jingmei's side and held her arm, without saying a word.

Not long after she got married, she was about to send her husband-in-law off to fight. She could understand this feeling best.

Princess An took a look at Wen Xin's belly, she was a little envious!

However, these days are the days when Jingmei is easy to conceive. Counting the days, after ten days or so, you will know whether Jingmei is pregnant or not.

Wu Jingmei also took a look at Wen Xin's swollen belly, and she couldn't help touching her belly.

Princess Ning looked at Princess An and Wu Jingmei and couldn't help being melancholy, Prince Ning's son was also about to lead the army.

The emperor is kind enough to let him go to war after getting married, which is already very good.

Princess Ning also took a look at Wen Xin's belly.

I hope I can leave a son and a half daughter before my son goes off.

Nuannuan caught the eyes of several people, and then glanced at the team that had gone away, sighed in his heart, without showing his face, smiled and said softly: "Prince An, Concubine Ning, I am going to An Guogong today. Let's have dinner together!"

The only thing that washed away the sorrow and parting was that everyone gathered together happily.

Princess Ning smiled: "Yes."

Just to discuss the marriage, now that General Lin Tingxuan is definitely not allowed to come back.

The marriage of the two cannot be delayed!

Princess An came back to her senses and said with a smile, "Okay, where is Seventeen?"

Wen Nuan: "He escorted the emperor back to the palace."

Only then did Princess An recall that the prince had just told herself that he would escort the emperor back to the palace with the seventeenth brother.

"Then I will go to Anguo Gong's mansion today to chatter."

Warm smiled and said: "Let's go, it's windy here, don't catch a cold."

Princess An nodded: "Yes, hurry back to the city! The weather is getting colder every day! When it snows, let's set up a shed to give porridge!"

Several people walked into the carriage together.

Princess Ning said with a smile: "It's not necessary to set up a shed to give porridge, but last year there were fewer people receiving porridge than the previous year! People's life is getting better and better! We don't need to donate."

Princess An thought that only more than half of the rice that was prepared for porridge was used last year, so she nodded: "Indeed, let's prepare less rice this year!"

Thinking of the people in the frontier, Wen Nuan said: "Not necessarily, there may be refugees this year. After all, there are wars on the border, and the people will definitely go to other cities to avoid the war. In two months, there may be many refugees in the capital."

Wen Nuan thought about something, and said, "Why don't we transport rice to the cities near the frontier this year to give porridge! The people suffered from the war must have been displaced, and then flocked to other cities."

Princess An's eyes lit up when she heard the words: "That's a good idea!"

Anyway, they have Zhuangzi all over the Nalan Kingdom, just write a letter and arrange for a steward to do it.

Wu Jingmei thought of something, and couldn't help but said: "Then go to the frontier to give out porridge, mother concubine, I will take responsibility!"

Serving porridge in a city near the frontier is closer to the prince after all.

Princess An was stunned for a moment when she heard the words, then she thought of something and laughed, knowing that Wu Jingmei probably wanted to be closer to her son.

But the war is still pending, Beiming Kingdom has always been listed as the most powerful country with its strong soldiers and horses over the four countries, although it shouldn't be thought so, but who knows if his son and the Seventh Prince can win the battle?

In case of losing, the other cities are also dangerous!

Princess An patted Wu Jingmei's hand and comforted her: "You have a heart, but you can leave the porridge to the servants! It's too dangerous over there. Let's stay in the capital and wait for the prince to come back!"

Let her go so far away as a woman, and if something goes wrong, how will she explain to her son.

The son came to her room last night to ask himself to take good care of her. He said that she has a straightforward temper and doesn't stick to trivial matters, so he asked him to take more responsibility. That was implying that he was being bullied by her.

Let her not know whether to be angry or laugh!

Wu Jingmei couldn't help being disappointed when she heard that, but she still nodded with a smile.

At this moment, Princess Ning thought of something and looked at Wen Nuan: "Does Princess Hui'an know that the military rations are enough?"

An Guogong's mansion is in the Ministry of Households, and is in charge of the military rations. At this time, I asked Nuan Nuan, and Nuan Nuan must know.

Wen Nuan nodded: "As long as there are no natural disasters, it will be enough to survive the autumn harvest next year."

If there is a natural disaster, the imperial court will distribute a sum of food to relieve the disaster, which is hard to say.

Soldiers can't fight without strength, but they have to manage enough!

This military ration will be twice as much as usual.

"This year, several of my Zhuangzi have a bumper harvest. It just so happens that I have people use half of the grain for porridge, and half for the soldiers on the frontier!" Princess Ning said.

Princess An: "Let's try to see how we can help those homeless people suffering from the war! It's winter now, how will those homeless people survive this winter?"

Everyone looked at Wen Nuan: "Princess Hui'an, you are always smart and have a lot of ideas, what can you do?"

The group of people talked and walked to their respective carriages, got into the carriages, and headed for An Guogong's mansion.

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dungeon

Di Junxian sat on the thatched pile unkempt, with his back straight.

Even if he becomes a prisoner, he is still the sixth prince of Beiming Kingdom, and he will never allow himself to give up on himself.

He stared closely at the candlelight on the wall.

The prison was dark, and he couldn't see the sky outside, but he calculated how many days had passed based on the time when the candles burned out every day.

The news of the four countries sending troops together should have been delivered, right? Isn't it?

Are Nalan Jinnian and Princess Hui'an married?

The soldiers in the prison each had an extra chicken leg for dinner the day before yesterday, and everyone looked happy, saying that everyone was celebrating.

Di Junxian suspects that the two are already married.

Hasn't the message arrived yet?

Why can they still get married on time?

Otherwise, the four countries will be besieged, so where is the universal celebration coming from?

She must have married him!

For her, I have come to such a fate today!

Di Junxian clenched his fists tightly, but he couldn't feel any strength.

His hands can't even lift a sword!

Di Junxian's eyes were full of hatred.

When he returns to Beiming Kingdom one day, he will definitely get back the humiliation he suffered today thousands of times!