The Qinghe County Lord of the Red Chamber

What Shang Chi said was right. With Xie Ling's temper, facing this inexplicable victory from heaven, not only was he not arrogant, but rather aggrieved.

It is the rule in the army of this dynasty not to kill and surrender.

But as long as Xie Ling thought about how these bandits slaughtered a whole city of old, weak, women and children, he felt unwilling.

Blood debts should be paid in blood.

After arriving in Fujian, he had already seen with his own eyes the river where countless people were drowned. The water in the river was a dirty and turbid brown-red color, and there were piles of scorched black corpses piled up on the river bank—in order to prevent the accumulation of corpses from causing plague, the murderers also Don't forget to set a big fire to burn the corpses piled on the bank and abandon the river.

Xie Ling saw it with his own eyes, this is hell, not the world.

However, once Nanwo Nanshao Kingdom surrendered, Xie Ling could only release the captives of the two countries according to the emperor's order from the capital, and only punished the remnants of the previous dynasty's traitors and other chief culprits.

After all, the two countries promised to pay tribute every year from now on, and the emperor naturally accepted it with a smile.

Even if the fifth prince jumped in anger in Fujian, he did not dare to disobey his father's order. He could only see the captives from the two countries leaving by boat, saving their lives.

It was such aggrievedness that Xie Ling was not at all proud of himself in Fujian, but became more vigorous and resolute.

He carefully formulated a plan, and began to clear up the land of Fujian almost inch by inch, vowing to uncover all the remnants of the rebels.

If they hadn't lured wolves into the house, attempted to restore the former dynasty in vain, and colluded with foreign countries, so many innocent people would not have died.

Traitors are never more hated than enemies.

The news came from the middle of the capital, and the only thing that made him happy was Shang Chanchan's position as county head.

It is the dream of every military general to seal the wolf and live in Xu, but as a man, sealing his wife and son is also the best reward.

For more than a year, Shang Chanchan sent him such a thick stack of letters, talking about every trivial matter she had in Beijing.

Until now, Xie Ling couldn't help laughing when he thought that Shang Chanchan didn't distinguish between east, west, north and south, and wanted to ask for his own fate, but ended up asking about his grandfather.

In this letter, Shang Chanchan also covered Jia Baoyu's monkhood, Jia's mother's death and other matters.

She couldn't tell her family and friends, but she was able to speak freely to Xie Ling in the letter: "Sister Lin's tears were really strange when she received Jia Baoyu's letter. It seemed that she herself was taken aback. I think, maybe this is the repayment of the tears."

"There is one more thing, I am really happy, but I can't tell you now."

"By the way, the ginkgo leaves in the palace are very beautiful this year. It looks like a sea of ​​gold from a distance. I made a bookmark for you."

What Shang Chanchan wrote is not so much a letter, but a miscellaneous note, and even the thickness of the pen and ink is different.

It can be seen that she carried this letter with her, whenever she came across an interesting incident, or even just thought of a joke, she would write it down with Xie Ling on the paper.

Xie Ling looked over one by one, and his smile deepened.

It just so happened that one of the vice-future officials had something to do, so he pushed the door directly into the conference hall in a hurry, and couldn't wait to pass the news.Who knew that he happened to bump into Xie Ling's smile, and he staggered in fright on the spot.

For this young general, the officials in Fujian are somewhat afraid.

Although he is young, he has a strong background and is even more ruthless and merciless.

Suddenly seeing the soft and smiling expression on his face, the lieutenant only felt a chill run up his spine.

Xie Ling smiled, put Shang Chanchan's letters on the table, and listened to the lieutenant reply one by one: he discovered a private stronghold of the rebels in the village.

He was not afraid of others seeing the correspondence between the two.

Anyway, when others saw it, they would only see tadpoles... Ever since they knew that he was going to Fujian, Shang Chanchan gave Xie Ling a popular science about Hanyu Pinyin.

Since then, the letters between the two have been written in pinyin.

In Shang Chanchan's words, the two of them are now like first-grade students in elementary school, full of pinyin.

It was also because of this that Xie Ling felt relieved to speak freely with her in the letter, otherwise, Shang Chanchan would have a habit of forgetting things, and the secret between the two of them would be a catastrophe for others to see.

However, over time, someone would come across him by chance, saying that the paper Xie Ling was reading was full of strange runes, and his expression was different.

According to rumors, it was finally spread that Xie Ling knew Maoshan Taoism, so he was able to call the wind and rain and cut paper as soldiers, so that it attracted a tsunami and defeated the enemy.

The story was spread so miraculously that the rebels believed it, and it could be said that they destroyed the opponent's will to fight from the perspective of belief.

Since then, the legend of this young general who knows magic has been circulating for a long time in Fujian.

Of course, these are all for later.

It only said that Xie Ling was busy with his official duties at this time, and the moon was already in the sky.He read the new letter again, carefully folded it and put it in the box next to his pillow.

After he fell asleep, he suddenly remembered one sentence, and couldn't help but re-light the lamp and pick it up to read.

A happy event that is really happy, but can't be said now?

Xie Ling was so busy during the day that he didn't have time to think about it, but now that the night is quiet, he realized that it must be a happy event for his uncle's family to have a baby.

He and Shang Chanchan were able to get married as they wished because of the favor of Shang Chi and his wife.

So Xie Ling wrote down this matter, and prepared to get some fresh things from Fujian, and gave them to his uncle and his wife alone to express his gratitude.

Fujian was hot and humid, and it was still unbearably hot in August. Xie Ling couldn't fall asleep for a while, so he simply got up and opened the window to enjoy the cool air.

But I saw the pure white moonlight rushing towards my face, scattering all over the ground.

"Nung, moon and new moon."

Xie Ling is a person who seldom reads poetry and books, but at this moment, this sentence suddenly popped into his mind.

Chanchan, you are probably looking at the same moonlight at this time, counting the days when I will go back.

Shang Chanchan was indeed looking at the moon at this time, but she was not thinking about Xie Ling, but eating hot pot...

Since Daiyu became pregnant, she changed her previous habit of bland taste, and she didn't like to eat Yangzhou cuisine, which she always liked, but instead liked spicy food.

The Empress Dowager was delighted when she heard about it, and said: "It's a good omen for a sour child and a hot woman."Moreover, the Ai family heard that Xiao Yu's child pointed at Yu'er and said that she was a younger sister.

The Empress Dowager Shang really liked girls, and she herself was the eldest daughter of the Baoning Hou Mansion back then. Now if Daiyu was a daughter, she would also be a serious eldest daughter, and she had a predestined relationship with her.

Seeing that Daiyu is now addicted to spicy food, Jiang shi finds it hard to swallow anything else, so she simply invited a cook from Shu from outside.

Even Shang Chanchan followed suit: She used to be weak, and the Jiang family never allowed her to eat these spicy foods.Now that Daiyu can eat, she can eat along with her.

So much so that in the middle of the night, there is still hot pot in the east courtyard.

Shang Chi is a little insensitive to spicy food, and just sits with his wife and sister, occasionally drinking a glass of sweet-scented osmanthus wine by himself.

Seeing that Shang Chanchan's lips turned red from eating, Shang Chi couldn't help but said: "It's already this hour, you eat so much, aren't you afraid to hold on?"

Daiyu is pregnant and has a strange appetite. She lost her appetite during the day and vomited twice.Finally, he wanted to eat something, so Shang Chi asked someone to set up a pot in the courtyard.

Who knew that Shang Chanchan seemed to have placed a pair of eyes here, as soon as the pot started to boil, she hurried over here.

And Daiyu only took a few mouthfuls before dropping her chopsticks.

Shang Chanchan, however, paired hot pot with wine, the more she ate, the more she ate, much more than Daiyu.

Hearing Shang Chi's doubts, Shang Chanchan thought: I used to go out to eat crayfish and barbecue with my roommates in the middle of the night when I was in college. This hot pot is nothing.

Shang Chi signaled Shiliu to come up and take the table away: "If you feel unwell tomorrow, one of us will count as one, and you will have to go to your parents to scold you."

Shang Chanchan was almost finished eating, and said with a smile: "Sister Lin has a talisman now, so mother won't talk about her. And I just got a county head, mother sees that I am pleasing to the eye. So I will only talk about you, brother .”

In fact, the Jiang family didn't like their daughter because of the position of county head, but after listening to Daiyu's words that day, they felt that her daughter had been forced to smile for more than a year, which was really pitiful.

In addition, Xie Ling was expected to return to Beijing, and Jiang was startled that her daughter would be married in a year or two at most, so she was very reluctant, so she doted on Shang Chanchan these days.

In fact, Shang Chi also had the same mentality. Looking at his sister's smiling face, he felt soft-hearted: Forget it, how long can this child stay at home, as long as she is happy, let her go.

So Xie Ling, who was far away in Fujian, looked at the bright moon above his head, endured the heat and mosquitoes, and felt that his fiancée was also missing him.

Who knew that his fiancée was happily eating hot pot and drinking iced sweet-scented osmanthus wine, never thinking that he had a single hair.

The author has something to say: Shang Chanchan: Who would have thought of traveling back, the only knowledge I think is practical is Hanyu Pinyin.