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As the year drew to a close, it snowed over the Chengdu Plain. Search: \(¨Complete¨ Book¨ God¨ Station¨) Watch high-quality literature for free.

The fluttering white snow submerged everything, and on this land often covered by clouds, the falling snow was like a soft white blanket. On the eve of the Little New Year, Zhuo Yongqing took leave to return to the mountains. Passing through Jiading, he prepared to bring some food to the He Ying and He Xiu sisters, whose father had been killed by soldiers of the Huaxia Army.

By November, the situation on the Chengdu Plain had stabilized. Zhuo Yongqing frequently traveled between the two places, visiting them several times. Initially, the fiery older sister, He Ying, always tried to drive him out, so Zhuo Yongqing would throw the things he brought over the fence. Later, they became acquainted, and He Ying no longer chased him away, but her words were still cold and harsh. She didn't understand why the Huaxia Army kept coming, and Zhuo Yongqing didn't explain it very clearly.

This time, however, the situation turned strange. When He Ying saw him, she slammed the courtyard door shut. Zhuo Yongqing had been holding the bag of food behind his back, intending to say a few words to ease the awkwardness before offering it, but now he was quite puzzled. After a moment, he heard a voice from inside.

"Leave. Shameless thing..."

"What..."

"Go! Shameless!"

Perhaps not wanting to be seen by too many people, He Ying suppressed her voice from inside the house, but her tone was one of extreme disgust. Zhuo Yongqing frowned. "What... what are you saying? What... what shameless, you... what's going on..."

"Get out! Get out! My family would rather die than suffer such humiliation from you, the Huaxia Army! Shameless!"

Zhuo Yongqing took two steps back and looked at the courtyard, then turned and left.

He wasn't stupid. He naturally understood that He Ying's initial anger towards the Huaxia Army was due to the anger over her father's death, but this time it was clearly triggered by something else, and the matter was likely related to him. So he went to the Jiading Yamen and found the household registration official in charge of the He family's area. The official was a retired soldier named Dai Yong, whom Zhuo Yongqing knew. Dai Yong, who had a scar on his face and was missing an eye, looked embarrassed when the subject was raised.

The Huaxia Army didn't have a large reserve of administrative officials at the time. Even with a certain number, the original 200,000 people from Liangshan, when scattered across the entire Chengdu Plain, meant that many personnel had to make do. Ning Yi had trained a group of people to create the main structure of local government, and many places still used former wounded soldiers. Although the veterans were loyal and had studied for some time, they were unfamiliar with the local situation and had to be paired with local personnel in their work. Dai Yong was partnered with a middle-aged woman from the local area, at least as a consultant.

This woman also worked as a matchmaker, so she was well-connected and familiar with the local situation. After the death of He Ying and He Xiu's father, the Huaxia Army, in order to provide an explanation, punished a large number of officers from top to bottom who were held jointly responsible. The so-called leniency and severity meant increasing the responsibility and spreading it across everyone. As for the company commander who committed the crime, he didn't have to shoulder all the problems alone; he was dismissed, imprisoned, or temporarily retained in the military to atone for his sins, which could also be considered as leaving him a way out.

After such a serious handling, the public had a good explanation. In addition, the Huaxia Army didn't cause too much trouble for the people in other aspects, and the people of Jiading quickly developed a degree of recognition for the Huaxia Army. In this situation, seeing Zhuo Yongqing frequently visiting the He family, Dai Yong's partner, in her self-proclaimed wisdom, wanted to go to their home and act as a matchmaker, to bring about a beautiful event and resolve a feud.

In her eyes, Zhuo Yongqing was a great hero who had slain Wanyan Loushi in battle, and his character was excellent. He was a top-notch talent anywhere. He Ying of the He family had a fiery personality but was good-looking, so she was considered to be marrying above herself. After the woman went to their house, she probed indirectly, and after a few words, He Ying realized what she was implying and was so angry that she almost grabbed a kitchen knife and chased the woman out.

The woman hadn't said anything beforehand, planning to find out He Ying's intentions before reporting to Zhuo Yongqing, perhaps with the intention of flattering him. Now that she had messed things up, she didn't dare to say much, which led to Zhuo Yongqing's awkward situation at their doorstep.

"This, this, this..." Zhuo Yongqing's face turned red. "How could you do such a foolish thing..."

"Yes, yes, yes." Dai Yong touched his nose. "Actually, I also think this woman is too outrageous. She didn't tell me beforehand. Actually... no matter what, her father died at our hands, and to then sleep with her, I also find it difficult. But, Brother Zhuo, if we discuss it, I don't think this matter is completely impossible... I'm not saying to bully people with power, but we need sincerity..."

"What nonsense, I didn't want to sleep with... marry her..." Zhuo Yongqing blinked nervously. "Hey, what I'm saying is not this..."

"Uh..." Dai Yong thought for a moment. "That Sister-in-law Wang... she's not very reliable in her work, but, Brother Zhuo, she's also the kind of person who understands the local area very well and has a way of doing things. I can't just drive her away because of this matter... How about I call her over so you can scold her?"

"I, you..." Zhuo Yongqing retreated with a conflicted expression, then waved his hand and left. "What am I scolding her for? I can't be bothered with you..."

"Hey, or I'll accompany you to apologize..."

"Don't come, don't add to the trouble!"

Zhuo Yongqing pointed at him and then walked away, dejected.

He wandered around the city.

This matter was quite troubling for him, but the matter itself wasn't big. At least compared to his usual military affairs, how big could personal matters be? He calculated the time he had. He had to leave by the next morning at the latest. Seeing that there was a misunderstanding, should he just save some time and go back to Liangshan, or continue to waste time here? After turning around a few times, the army's style still took the lead. He gritted his teeth, stamped his foot, and headed back towards the He family.

After knocking on the door for a while, it was obvious that someone was looking out from the crack in the courtyard door, and then they bolted the door even tighter. He Ying was inside, resentfully silent. Zhuo Yongqing took a deep breath, paused, and then took another deep breath.

"He Ying, I know you're in there."

"Get out..."

"About that Sister-in-law Wang, I have nothing to say. I didn't even know about it. Hey, I say, you're smart, how can you be so stupid about this? That what-what... Can't you see that I didn't know about this?"

"Get out!"

"Of course, I'm sorry for the trouble. New Year's is coming, everyone is eating meat and putting up auspicious signs, and you're just enduring it? You endure it, your mother endures it, your sister endures it? I'm just doing a good deed, the Hua... Huaxia Army's good deed, sending you some things, why are you thinking so much..."

"Leave, what you brought isn't from the Huaxia Army at all, they already sent things before..."

"Sent things... You're different. Our Mister Ning personally instructed me to look after you. Mister Ning..."

"Liar!"

"What liar... You, you just listened to that Auntie Wang, Sister-in-law Wang... is it right to listen to her?"

"You beasts, you killed my father... and you still want to..." The voice inside was already choked with sobs.

"Didn't want to, want what... Okay, you want to hear the truth, right? The Huaxia Army did wrong you, and Mister Ning personally instructed me to look after you, that's all the truth! That's right, I also have some feelings for you... not for you! If I were to fancy someone, it would be your sister, He Xiu. If I were to marry, it would be He Xiu. You always feel insulted, right? You..."

A clanging sound came from the courtyard, as if someone had broken a jar. After a moment, someone fell down. He Ying shouted, "Xiu..." and ran over. Zhuo Yongqing knocked on the door twice, no longer caring about anything. He used his strength to climb over the wall. The crippled girl, He Xiu, had fallen to the ground, her face almost flushed crimson. Zhuo Yongqing ran over. "Let me..." wanting to help, but He Ying pushed him away. "What are you doing!"

"I... I know what to do, she... she's just a little frightened... You..." Zhuo Yongqing wanted to go over but controlled himself, gesturing wildly to direct He Ying. He Ying helped her sister up, and the usually timid and silent mother, who had run out in a panic, carried the girl into the room.

The whole thing wasn't too big of a deal. After a moment, He Xiu slowly woke up. After breathing a few times in bed, she looked up and saw Zhuo Yongqing at the door and was so frightened that she curled up into a ball. Zhuo Yongqing went outside awkwardly, thinking, "What's going on?" Just as he was sighing, He Ying and He Xiu's mother quietly walked over. "That..."

"Ah... Auntie... You... Hello..."

"Young man from the Zhuo family, what you said... what you said, is it true..."

"... Uh..." Zhuo Yongqing scratched his head.

He Ying walked over from behind, holding a ceramic bowl in her hands, her voice very low. "You... you're satisfied, He family... My He family didn't do anything bad, you're talking nonsense, humiliating my sister... You..."

"What I said is true..."

"You..."

"I said what I said is true!" Zhuo Yongqing glared at her seriously. "I, I came here again and again, just to see He Xiu. Although she hasn't spoken to me, I'm not saying that I have to do anything, I don't have any malice... She, she's like my former life-saver..."

Hearing Zhuo Yongqing say this, He Ying stammered and couldn't speak. Zhuo Yongqing said, "I, I didn't think about anything else, and don't think that I was deliberately trying to humiliate your family. I just wanted to see her... That woman named Wang is just being nosy."

As he said this, he walked out of the courtyard, brought in the bag of New Year goods he had brought, and then looked at the situation in the courtyard and went over to clean up the broken ceramic jar under the eaves. These kinds of cleaning and tidying tasks should have been done by women. He Ying hesitated several times but didn't come over to help. However, she hesitated again and came over to ask, "What you said... is it true?"

"Believe it or not."

After finishing everything, Zhuo Yongqing left the courtyard. When he opened the courtyard door, He Ying seemed to have made a decision and ran over again. "You, wait."

"Wait for what?" Zhuo Yongqing turned around.

"What you said is true? You want to... marry my sister..."

"You, don't worry, I don't plan to make things difficult for your family..."

"If you fancy He Xiu, bring your birth date, and I'll find
someone to match them for you."

"Uh..."

He Ying in the courtyard looked at him with stubborn eyes, Zhuo Yongqing was stunned and dumbfounded.

On the way back to the mountains from Jiading, he thought, "What's going on?"

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Zhuo Yongqing had a strange and inexplicable close-quarters encounter with the He sisters during this New Year season. The Ning Yi family spent it in a small village twenty miles south of Jiading. From a security perspective, Chengdu and Jiading and other cities seemed too big and too mixed. With a large population and not yet stably managed, if commerce were fully opened, bandits and assassins would also increase on a large scale. Ning Yi ultimately chose a deserted village south of Jiading as the temporary residence for the core of the Huaxia Army.

With the arrival of the heavy snow, the situation in the Southwest solidified. The Huaxia Army's temporary task was only the orderly relocation and transfer of various departments. Of course, on this New Year's Eve, Ning Yi and the others still had to return to Hédeng to spend it.

In contrast to the temporary quiet in the Southwest, the situation in the North was still constantly being reported. In the occupied cities such as Chengdu, the yamen would publish these news in large scale every day, which brought a lot of new topics for discussion to the people gathered in tea houses and taverns. Some people had already accepted the existence of the Huaxia Army - their rule was not bad compared to the Wu Dynasty - so while discussing the generosity and bravery of Prince Jin and others, people would also discuss what kind of situation the Huaxia Army would fight with the Jurchens when they one day attacked.

In the Wu Dynasty, the celebration preparations for the New Year were also being carried out in an orderly manner. The New Year's tribute memorials from officials from all over the country were constantly being sent, and many people also stated the urgency of the world situation in their annual summary reports. Emperor Zhou Yong greatly praised Jun Wu for his diligence, who should have arrived in Lin'an on the Little New Year but only returned to the city in a hurry on the twenty-seventh day of the twelfth month. As a father, he was proud of this son.

However, Zhou Yong still had many doubts in his heart about the entire upcoming battle. At the family banquet, Zhou Yong repeatedly inquired about the defense situation on the front lines, the preparations for future battles, and the confidence of whether they could win. Jun Wu earnestly introduced the situation of the various armies and said, "...Now the soldiers are using their lives, and the morale is different from the previous depression, especially the main forces of General Yue, General Han, and others, they have quite a fighting force against the Jurchens. This time the Jurchens have come from thousands of miles, and we have the water depth along the Yangtze River. There is a 50-50 chance of winning..."

Zhou Yong was still somewhat hesitant about this answer. After the family banquet, Zhou Pei complained that her younger brother was too honest: "Since there is a 50-50 chance of winning, it doesn't hurt to say a few more in front of Father Emperor, at least tell Father Emperor that we will definitely not lose, that's all."

Jun Wu frowned and said, "In any case, Father Emperor is the ruler of a country, and many things should be clearly understood. As his son, I will stand in the front and risk my life, that's all... Actually, how can we judge whether it is 50% or 80%? The last time we fought against the Jurchens was several years ago, and we lost at that time... 50% is quite a lot."

Zhou Pei sighed and then nodded: "However, little brother, you are the Crown Prince, it is good to stand in the front, don't risk your life at every turn, when it is time to run, you must protect yourself first, as long as you can come back, the Wu Dynasty will not be considered a loss."

"But how can we win without risking our lives?" Jun Wu said, and then smiled, "I know, Imperial Sister, actually I understand what you said, I will definitely come back alive. What I said about risking my life... um, just refers to... that state, we must fight hard... Imperial Sister, you can understand, right? Don't worry too much about me."

During this New Year season, the court was calm. The calm was the absence of party strife. The infighting that Zhao Ding's faction and Qin Hui's faction almost launched two months ago was finally suppressed, and then Qin Hui admitted his mistakes and accepted the punishment, without any major actions. This harmony made this Spring Festival extremely warm and lively.

In this calm, Qin Hui fell ill. After this cold got better, his body had not recovered, and he seemed to have aged more than ten years in ten days. This day he entered the palace to see the Emperor and again brought up the idea of asking to leave. Zhou Yong comforted him with kind words and bestowed a large pile of tonics. At a certain gap, Qin Hui knelt in front of Zhou Yong.

"...This sinful minister is muddle-headed and incompetent. Now, dragging this dying body, I don't know if I can recover. I have a few words, just private thoughts of this sinful minister... The situation in the Southwest is due to the fault of this sinful minister, and it is still unresolved. Now the Jurchens have arrived in the North. If the Crown Prince is brave and can defeat the Jurchens, then it is truly heaven helping our Wu Dynasty. However... Your Majesty is Your Majesty, and must make... plans for if we do not win... This sinful minister deserves to die, a great war is ahead, I should not have this idea and shake the morale of the army, this sinful minister deserves to die... Please punish me..."

The Wu Dynasty and the scholar-officials ruled the world together. Ministers did not kneel when attending court, only those who committed major crimes knelt to listen to instructions. Zhou Yong looked at this old minister kneeling and kowtowing and sighed.

Originally, because Qin Hui had become such a nag recently, he was tired of protecting him and had developed a certain view of him, but at this time, he felt guilty again. The matter of him agreeing to Qin Hui's request to fully attack the Southwest last year, but then hesitating, became clear again.

"Alas..." He stepped forward and helped Qin Hui up: "Minister Qin, these are wise words to plan for the country. I often hear people say that those who are good at fighting must consider defeat. What crime is there in preparing for a rainy day? However, at this time, the Crown Prince has done his best to plan for the war ahead, and we must also do our best to support him from the rear. The burden of helping me manage this situation should fall on Minister Qin's shoulders..."

He patted Qin Hui's shoulder: "You must not ask to leave at every turn, Minister Qin, to tell you the truth, among these people, I trust you the most. You are capable..."

Qin Hui was moved beyond words, tears welling up in his eyes. After a moment, he solemnly bowed again: "...This minister will exert myself to the utmost, until my death."

His voice choked up.

The two rulers supported and encouraged each other for a while. At some point, the snow fell from the sky again.

The wind and snow stretched all the way north to Xuzhou. Luo Ye spent this New Year season on the walls of Xuzhou, accompanied by a million hungry ghosts outside the city in the wind and snow.

This was the main force of the hungry ghosts led by Wang Shitong. Since learning that 8,000 Huaxia Army soldiers had entered Xuzhou, the hungry ghosts had been coming in a continuous stream. They could not attack the city in the freezing weather and were surrounding the city, constantly, constantly dying. Compared to the refugees scattered on the outskirts, who lacked food and clothing, the core group of hungry ghosts had slightly more abundant supplies. Those who had run out of food could still eat each other, so it was foreseeable that when spring came and the flowers bloomed, many of these people would still survive.

Looking out from the walls of Xuzhou, outside the city was a hell where people ate each other. There was not much food in Xuzhou city either, and it was unrealistic to open the gates for disaster relief. Luo Ye watched the hellish scene outside the city every day. Many times, Li Anmao, the prefect who had invited them to Xuzhou, would also come. He was a descendant of a large family who cared about the Wu Dynasty and had many common topics with Luo Ye, who originally had a good family background in the capital.

On New Year's Eve, the two were drinking on the city wall. Li Anmao talked about the hungry ghosts surrounding the city and also mentioned the Zongfu and Zongbi armies, which might arrive in Xuzhou in the spring, in addition to the hungry ghosts surrounding the city. Li Anmao actually cared about the Wu Dynasty, and his request for aid from the Huaxia Army was just to drag others into the water. He did not avoid this, and Liu Chengzong, Luo Ye, and others who had come here knew it well. Luo Ye held up the cup of wine and sprinkled it on the ground.

"...My family members were killed and looted by the Jurchens in the Jingkang Incident, and most of them could not be found. Most of these people were mediocre and ordinary, not worth mentioning, but I never thought they would encounter this kind of thing... There was a younger sister in my family, who was lovely and obedient, and the only person I cared about. Now she is probably in the north. I have asked my brothers in the army to look for her, but there is no news for now. I only hope that she is still alive..."

"As for the Jurchens..."

He said: "Then let them come."

In the tenth year of Wujian Shuo and the thirteenth year of Jintian Hui, the snow had not melted, nor had the blood melted, and spring had arrived as scheduled.
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