It was really embarrassing. The three of them were scrambling to get close to the window of the carriage in order to eavesdrop on the love conversation between Han Mingguang and Ming Yuexin. Someone triggered the valve of the shell-dropping mechanism, and the only outer shell of the car came out along with them...

Han Mingguang looked at these three boys, why is it so funny? After all, His Highness and the other two are also boys who have just begun to fall in love, so it is normal for them to have novel and romantic feelings.

Seeing them being taken down by the soldiers, Han Mingguang pretended to be ignorant, dismounted and walked over to ask: "Your Highness, what happened? Why are you in such a mess?"

The three of them adjusted their clothes. Sikong Yan pointed to the sky and said, "I heard that the Milky Way appeared in the sky, and Meng Po and Cowherd on the Naihe Bridge..."

Shui Qinglian nudged him with her elbow: "Wrong, wrong, it's the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl..."

Sikong Yan rushed to say: "It's all the same, all the same!"

Mingyuexin came out and looked at the sky. There was indeed a galaxy in the sky, and there was a brightest star on both sides of the galaxy.

Han Mingguang also looked up at the sky. He felt that he was much luckier than the cowherd. He must cherish and love him well and never let him down for his true love for him.

"This kind of love is the most precious, and true love is hard to come by! Can the gathering of seven wonderful people in the sky be compared to the long-term dependence in the mortal world?"

Han Mingguang looked up at the sky and muttered to himself, sighing at the misfortune of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl, and also pointing out how lucky he was.

"The poem is so well said! It's like being together forever in the mortal world! So wonderful!" Ming Yuexin sighed. He didn't envy any immortals. As long as he could be with his beloved every day, he would be satisfied.

At this time, Xiao Sanlang retrieved his Treading Snow Without Trace. Otherwise, the three of them would have to serve as infantry and walk to the north.

"Hurry up, put the carriage shell on, we still have to hurry!" Sikong Yan held the other side of the carriage. Shui Qinglian quickly walked to the other side, holding the carriage shell on the left and right and embedding it into the carriage board.

"I'll help too!" Si Zhe walked to the rear window of the carriage, picked up the bottom, and worked together to carry it up and install it...

The people standing around were stunned. They didn't expect that a carriage could be loaded like this! Other people's carriages were nailed in place, but theirs could actually move! This was what made it so interesting.

After loading the carriage, Sikong Yan immediately picked up Sizhe. As he did so, he turned around and said to Han Shangshu and Xiao Sanlang, "Let's go, let's go! Don't dawdle, it's very cold at night. We still have to go to the next county to collect funds for grain," and then he entered the carriage.

"Yes, sir!" Xiao Sanlang bowed.

"Yes, sir!" Minister Han bowed.

The car continued to move forward...

Along the way, there was the sound of horse hooves and the rolling of cart wheels. Sizhe lay in Sikong Yan's arms. He had exerted himself today, and despite the bumpy road, he still fell into a long sleep.

In the dream... the elder brother taught him many, many moves. His martial arts skills were very powerful. Not only did he patiently teach him the moves, he also transferred his internal energy to him bit by bit. However, his face was always unclear...

When he could see clearly, he suddenly heard Sikong Yan say, "We have arrived at You'an County!" He suddenly opened his eyes. He rubbed his eyes and was carried away by Sikong Yan.

Outside the car, the county magistrate and his men came to greet them! This is the large parade ground for the centralized training camp. They had already set up the tents and prepared the carriages to wait there. They would never dare to neglect the war in the north.

"Marshal, I wonder if the general has eaten?"

"Sir, we have already eaten on the way. It is too late today and the weather is too cold. Just prepare the tents and beddings. We will go to bed immediately and set off tomorrow!"

The county magistrate saw a young boy holding a child and talking, and looked at General Xiao in confusion: "Who is this..." He only knew that the people who went to the north to fight were generals and marshals, and he didn't know that there was a child coming!

Xiao Sanlang smiled and bowed to Sikong Yan: "This is the young prince. He will lead us to the battle in the north!"

The county magistrate was so frightened that he was about to kneel down. Sikong Yan smiled and said, "Your Excellency, county magistrate, there is no need to be so polite. We have come to your place and need your care. Let's skip all the formalities!"

"The situation is quite urgent now. Let our soldiers get enough sleep tonight. They can move faster tomorrow morning if they are well fed. Please wait until tomorrow to discuss everything."

The county magistrate kept saying yes, yes, yes.

"Your Highness, please follow me. I have arranged the general and marshal's tents in the same tent!" The county magistrate was a little embarrassed. What was wrong with this emperor? If he was going to send a prince, should he send an older prince? Would a young prince be able to win the battle?

"Please lead the way, Lord County Magistrate!"

However, the county magistrate still dared not neglect him. After all, this child was still a prince, and his status was noble! He had to treat him well.

After settling the 50,000 troops, You'an County Magistrate breathed a sigh of relief. They would have to leave after breakfast tomorrow. It would be better to go back and sleep! Otherwise, there would be no energy to deal with things tomorrow.

The next morning, just after dawn, Sikong Yan and Sizhe woke up. He woke up Shui Qinglian, Han Mingguang, and Xiao Sanlang. He told Han Mingguang and Xiao Sanlang to leave after breakfast. This was the start of their day and night shifts!

"Your Highness, you go first, I'll follow!" Xiao Sanlang didn't know their plan to stay! They were vying to be the backup.

"You are the general, leading the way in battles and being the vanguard! I am behind to recruit people and raise funds. You only know how to fight, but I am better than you at recruiting people and raising funds!"

Sikong Yan patted him on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, even if you go to the north today, I can still catch up with you!"

Han Mingguang also said: "Yes, General Xiao, don't worry! You are the commander of this 50,000-man army!"

Xiao Sanlang showed a worried look on his face: "That's not what I meant. If we all leave, who will protect your safety?"

He turned to Heng Mingguan and said, "Minister Han, I wish you to lead this army of ten thousand to advance first, and I will stay with His Highness!"

"Haven't you recruited a lot of top assassins? Just leave them here to protect His Highness."

"No need! Don't let anyone know that I'm still back here! Isn't it safe this way?"

"Okay!" Xiao Sanlang said nothing more!

Sikong Yan took Sizhe Shui Qinglian out of the tent to find the county magistrate.

The county magistrate was still sleeping. When he heard that the prince was coming to look for him, he suddenly rolled off the bed. Fortunately, there was a charcoal fire and a felt floor in the room, otherwise his old bones would have caught a cold again.

He quickly put on his clothes and hat, rinsed his mouth and ran out.

"Your Highness, please go to the guest room for tea!"

Sikong Yan and Shui Qinglian held Sizhe on the left and right.

"No need! This is an emergency. County Magistrate, please count the number of wealthy families in You'an County for me."

"Your Highness, this is..."

"Store grain and pay taxes!" Sikong Yan did not shy away from it.

"Ah!" The county magistrate was shocked!

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