Lord of the House

This winter in Quanzhou is also colder than in previous years, and the sea water also appears to be more and more clear. The waters east of Xunpu Xixi Island in Quanzhou, in the faint morning light, seem to be carved from dark blue gems.

Thin Shrimp Island is a small island to the east of Quanzhou City. After Huaidong closed the sea, all the fishermen on the island were forced to evacuate, leaving only a lonely island and mountain standing in the cold sea water.

Wearing a green robe, Song Bo stood on the bow of the boat, his face turned blue from the cold sea breeze, and he looked at the southwest direction eagerly. If there was a boat coming, it would appear from that direction first.

No one has ever been to Ding Taixiang. The shopkeeper turned out to be Huaidong's secret stake in Quanzhou City. Three days ago, he brought Song Jia's handwritten letter to the door to ask for an interview. Speaking of going back to his parents' home today - Quanzhou City is not completely controlled by the Song family. , Song Jia's whereabouts must not be leaked out. When Song Bo was in Chongzhou, he met his sister and knew that the handwriting would not be fake, so he personally took someone out to sea to pick up his sister into Quanzhou before dawn.

Even if there are only three or five people on this ship who know the purpose of going to sea this time, the other boatmen are old people who are loyal to the Song clan. After this incident, they will be closely monitored to prevent information from leaking.

The first rays of light jumped out of the sky, and the three Jiyun-class warships in Huaidong were heading towards this side. Song Bo was calm, but Song Yi, who went to sea with Song Bo, was sweating in the palm of his hand. Song Jia’s news in Chongzhou, Song Bo and his father never disclosed to a third party that they were from the She family, and they would never admit that Song Jia and Aunt She Mingyue were captured in Chongzhou. Death.

Suddenly, a handwriting came from Huaidong, and Song Bo didn't explain the matter clearly. Song Yi naturally suspected that the so-called "handwriting" was a trap set by Huaidong. Watching the three Huaidong warships approaching like a broken arrow, The palms of his hands were naturally sweating, and he subconsciously pressed his hand on the saber at his waist.

Song Bo signaled everyone to be calm and wait patiently for Huaidong's warships to approach.

"I'm here to welcome your distinguished guests when you go to sea." A warship was connected, and a member of the deck asked the school.

"Song Bo has been waiting here for a long time." Song Bo said loudly.

The warship did not respond, and after flagging the ship behind it, it slid to the left. The warship in the back put down a small boat, and four boatmen were assigned to sail here, with a scholar in green robe standing on the bow. Even though they were far apart, Song Bo could recognize that it was her sister who was disguised as a man, and his eyes were filled with tears when he remembered the various things that happened after the separation in Chongzhou.

Song Jia never thought that she would be able to board the land in East Mindong so early. She climbed up with the rope ladder, and she was very excited. Seeing her cousin Song Yi reaching out her hand, she smiled sweetly: "Xiaoyi has grown up!"

Several Song clan children on the boat must be the eldest sister coming back, and they all suppressed their excitement. Although it is taboo to let the She family know that the Song family is in private contact with Huaidong, it is definitely better than letting the She family know that Song Jia has returned from Chongzhou.

"Sister, after so many years of separation, is everything alright in Chongzhou?" Song Bo welcomed his sister into the cabin, and opened the chat box to describe the separation.

"Everything is okay, father is he okay?" Song Jia said, her voice was a little choked, everything was fine in Chongzhou, but she always thought about her family.

"It's okay, it's okay, there are a lot of things to worry about, but after all, it's more leisurely than before," Song Bo paused for a while, chatting about his parents, and didn't ask Song Jia why he chose to go back to Quanzhou at this time.

When the boat landed at Xunpu Wharf, the carriage and horses were already prepared on the shore. Song Bo accompanies his sister to the carriage, surrounded by the sons of the Song clan, and in the morning light, he rode his horse towards Quanzhou City.

In addition to the ya mansion in Quanzhou City, the Song family built a fort on Qingyuan Mountain in the north of Quanzhou City, and the carriages and horses drove along the mountain road to Qingyuan Fort.

Qingyuan Mountain is only seven or eight miles away from Quanzhou City, with a height of one hundred and fifty or sixty feet.

Although Quanzhou is cold, the climate is always much warmer than that of Xu Si. Although it is late winter, the trees in the mountains are still full of greenery. Song Jia opened the curtains and looked out the window at the familiar scenery of East Fujian, and occasionally saw mountains and forests. The outpost in the middle of the night, with a heavily guarded look, asked Song Bo, "Did my father still work hard in Quanzhou for the past two years?"

"What else can I do? Huaidong is closed to the sea, and the 30-mile offshore area of ​​Quanzhou is ruined. How can we not work hard?" Song Bo said bitterly.

War has always been cruel, and because of a tacit understanding with the Song family, the troops and horses on the southeastern Huaihe line will not give up their harassment and scorched earth strategy on the coast of Quanzhou. The so-called tacit understanding is that Quanzhou troops and horses withdraw within 30 miles from the coast, and Huaidong's harassment is controlled within 30 miles of depth - only in this way, can we explain the past to the luxury family.

Quanzhou has a rare coastal plain in eastern Fujian, but it has more mountains and less fields. In the five counties under the jurisdiction of Quanzhou, there are nearly ten million mu of mountains, but only more than one million mu of flat fields.

Water conservancy is easy to run in flat fields, and the farming value is the greatest. Coupled with the warm and humid climate in Quanzhou, there are more than one million mu of flat fields near the sea, which is the core grain-producing area in Quanzhou. With the deepening of the war, the 30-mile offshore area has become a buffer zone for the war, and there are few flat fields left for farming. The heavy losses cannot be expressed in words.

Seeing that Song Bo, as the direct son of the Song family, was wearing a robe, Song Jia sighed softly and said, "I hope the war will end sooner and the people will be in peace!"

"Can it be that easy?" Song Bo smiled bitterly and said, "The Yuzhang Guard has surrendered to She Feixiong!"

"Ah!" Song Jia was slightly startled. She went south by boat directly from Shanyin, and after arriving at Yizhou, she contacted the Song family through a hidden stake. She didn't know the news of Yuzhang's fall on Yizhou Island. Of course, when the luxury family captured Yuzhang, the news could be spread from Shanguan Road to East Mindong, which was much faster than passing through Jiangzhou, Jiangning, and then from Chongzhou to Yizhou.

When boarding the ship from Shanyang, at that time, Yuzhang's fall was a matter of time. More than half a month had passed. At this time, when he heard the news of Yuzhang's fall, Song Jia was only slightly startled, and then his face returned to normal. Looking at Song Bo, he smiled and said, "So, my father doesn't welcome my daughter back to her parents' house?"

"Father didn't say anything. The day before yesterday, your handwriting was passed on to Quanzhou City, and his old man lived in this mountain." Song Bo said.

"The third old man is still in good health, but the uncle and the fourth uncle are all in Quanzhou?" Song Jia asked. The matter to be discussed next will determine the life and death of the Song family, and will also determine the strength of the Song family for hundreds of years in the future. It is obviously not her. The family can decide.

"My father lives in the mountains and has never met anyone," Song Bo said.

Song Jia glanced at her brother and asked, "Do you think I shouldn't be back at this time?"

Song Bo sighed softly and said, "It's up to my father to make up his mind."

Song Jia sighed softly. Although the She family suffered successive setbacks in eastern Zhejiang, the war in Jiangxi was unusually smooth, and the She family did not look like they were exhausted. For ordinary people, it was indeed a difficult choice.

Qingyuan Fort was built by closing the valley, hidden between the mountains and forests, and along the mountain road, it is impossible to see how big the Qingyuan Fort is, but with the slow opening of the heavy copper-clad gate "squeaky", it slowly opened. Exposing the deep and wide interior pattern.

The carriage quietly drove in, Song Yi and his soldiers stopped outside the gate of the fort, only to see the precipitous gate of the fort, and the soldiers would return to Quanzhou City.

Song Bo led Song Jia through the hall, stopped in front of an elegant house in the inner house, and said, "To build Qingyuan Fort, my father still insisted on preparing this small courtyard for my sister in the house, saying that my sister will come back one day. Live, every year, I will prepare a set of clothes for my sister that I like to wear..."

Song Jia walked into the small courtyard alone. There was a green bamboo planted in the corner of the courtyard. She pushed open the door and opened the wardrobe. There were several sets of four-season clothes neatly stacked in it. For many years, I only felt that I was an abandoned child. Today, when I touched these clothes, Song Jia couldn't help tears falling down. After a long time, she changed her Confucian shirt and walked out.

Song Bo kept guarding outside the courtyard gate and led Song Jia to the backyard in the northwest corner.

The servants from the left and right courtyards were temporarily dismissed. The empty garden seemed particularly cold and quiet in the cold morning. The footsteps of every step could be heard clearly. Seeing the familiar background of his father in the corner pavilion of the garden, Song Jia’s eyes were filled with emotion. Tears filled her knees and bowed to the ground~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and called out, "The unfilial daughter has seen her father!"

"What an unfilial daughter! Taking King Qin as the plank road and Zhedong as Chencang really came from your handwriting. If there are women like this, as a father, I also feel like a waste!" Song Fu slowly turned around Come, there is no sorrow or joy on his face, and he directly points the topic to the war in eastern Zhejiang.

Before Huaidong’s strategy of attacking the east and attacking Mingzhou, She Feixiong was like a broken bamboo in Fuyang, and was about to invade Hangzhou Lake and directly threaten Jiangning. After a sharp turnaround, the subsequent defeats in the Yongjia and Kuaiji wars made the Zhejiang and Fujian troops in danger of collapse on the eastern front.

It can be said that East Zhejiang was the most critical battle for the Zhejiang and Fujian Army to turn from prosperity to decline.

Song Jia didn't feel that the brick floor was cold, so she knelt on the ground and said, "The situation is that under the so-called Chaiji kitchen, the strategy is not the icing on the cake. Huaidong already has the ability to transport 100,000 soldiers and horses to land by sea, even if the daughter does not say anything. , how can the war in eastern Zhejiang be avoided?"

"You have a sharp tooth and a sharp mouth, but you haven't changed it at all," Song Fu said, brushing the sleeves of his robes, "Come over and talk, now the Song family still dares to embarrass your daughter with hard wings?"

"When my daughter comes back this time, she really has to force her father to do something," Song Jia said, still kneeling on the ground, "It's true that the She family has gained power in Jiangxi today, but Huaidong has the intention of driving away tigers and swallowing wolves, and father will not fail to understand. "

Song Bo sucked in a breath of cold air next to him, and asked, "Huaidong long expected that the luxury family would break through from the western front, and he deliberately let it go?"

"It wasn't intentional," Song Jia said with a bitter smile, "At that time, Huaidong was indeed restrained by the forces on the northern front and could not escape, but Huaidong was not afraid of losing both sides, and he was capable of attacking Dongyang when the luxury family moved westward... "My QT room is open! More vulgar official QT room number [9167] Click to enter