There were crowds on the dock in groups of three or three, some people hurriedly left, and some people stood near the pier and spoke.

The Han army in Nangang swept the dock area very cleanly. The common garbage, filth, broken mats, bricks, graffiti and posters on the inland canal ports were not seen. Even the bushes and grasslands were carefully maintained, as if they were as neat as the courtyards of wealthy families. Perhaps this place was not enough for the back garden of talented men and beautiful women, but for most sailors and families, walking in the cool breeze and talking about their feelings and sorrows is actually a great and perfect happiness. The scene of reunion evokes the sorrow of the wanderer.

Feng Mi watched Zhao Xingde's back disappear from a distance, and looked at the people walking and chatting at the pier, and felt a little dazed.

"Brother Feng, what does Lord Zhao say?" asked the secretary Mo Ruyuan.

Several other young officers stood beside him. Du Chuijiao's amazing words made them interested, so they introduced Feng Mi to ask Zhao Xingde. Among them, some other thoughts from Feng Mi and others, that is, Du Chuijiao was also a general from Guanxi. If such words meant that there was a gap between Zhao Xingde and the Guanxi court. However, Zhao Xingde's teachings made him not only forget his purpose, but also felt a lot of emotion throughout his life, and he didn't feel fascinated. Feng Mi, like many young scholars of the Song Dynasty, has encouraged himself with "loyalty and righteousness" since he finished his hair and studied. However, he did not expect that the "loyalty" thing was not absolute.

"Brother Feng, Brother Feng?"

Feng Mi came to his senses and saw Mo Ruyuan and others looking at him, shook his head and whispered: "The Xia Kingdom is thousands of miles away from being less important than the inside, but not being more respectful to the outside, but I finally know what happened today." He sighed and slowly said what Zhao Xingde said to him, plus some of his understanding of the situation between Song and Xia countries.

The sunset gradually fell under the sea, and the sky became dark and chaotic. Mo Ruyuan and others' expressions were also complicated. "If Mr. Zhao saw it well, he was stubborn and loyal, his goodness was enough to help evil. It was just that which harmed the people of the world and our Song Dynasty. Is it really like this?" Under the stars, there were masts in the Nangang Harbor, and the lights on the masts floated slightly with the sea waves. The Navy Port area was very quiet, and the sea tides made a sound on the reef shore, as if a slight sigh from the deep sea, setting off everything on the shore was as quiet as water.

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After Han Ningshuang became pregnant, she no longer used balmite to add color.

Her clothes are also mainly comfortable and simple. However, it seems that there is a soft glow that adds a little to her beauty, which is more breathtaking than before. Compared with most pregnant women, her body is much stronger, which makes her suffer much less. However, she neither knows or cares about all this. Her eyelashes are lowered, her eyes fall on her slightly raised belly, and a piece of brocade plaid is carefully placed there. A few hairs whisk on her forehead, unable to hide her peaceful and gentle appearance.

After Zhao Xingde entered the house, he sat beside her, and the room was quiet and the sound of waves on the sea could be vaguely heard.

"Are you going to set off?" Han Ningshuang asked in a low voice, "The big food robbed Lianzhou, and the Song Dynasty envoys urged me again?" She frowned slightly. Because of her pregnancy, her heart became much softer, and she didn't want to mention these bloody things. However, it seemed that she would always say such things between her and Zhao Xingde. She put the tenderness in his palm and felt the luxury and warmth.

"Well," Zhao Xingde nodded and said slowly, "The navy has begun to take shape and can fight the Great Food Pirates."

After fighting for so many years, his tone was no longer so generous, but more guilty. Han Ningshuang felt his uneasy and reluctance, and suddenly felt much better in her heart, and said softly: "When the victory comes, the child will call him father." Her voice was a little lowered and then turned clear, "Don't worry at home." She said that although Zhao Xingde had written to Li Ruoxue to explain, Li Ruoxue was a tough person outside and inside, and did not forgive others so easily. Although Han Ningshuang could not help Zhao Xingde too much, she still had the ability to take care of Li Ruoxue and Zhao Huan through the secret power of the Han army.

"Thank you." Zhao Xingde nodded, "I feel wronged." He felt guilty in his heart.

Zhao Xingde is famous for retelling morality and the way of a gentleman. Although he did not regard himself as a saint, he was praised by everyone and the heroes were impressed and he was a little complacent. He always thought that I was a human being, conscientious and always had some extraordinary things in my life. However, since Li Ruoxue was so angry that he returned to Luoyang, he felt deeply guilty and had some doubts about his own virtues. When Feng Mi accused Zhao Xingde of not interfering in the Qing Dynasty in the army, if he followed Zhao Xingde's previous personality, he would definitely not withdraw completely. Because of his own doubts, Zhao Xingde deeply reflected on himself and regarded himself as a person who might be evil. Finally, he decided to adopt Feng Mi's advice and not to make an evil example of tempting people with power and status.

The world is responsible for everyone. No matter how great or legendary a person is, he can only be a wave of this historical tide. If the magnificent era is a magnificent masterpiece, then emperors and generals are just an index, heroes are just a footnote, or even a punctuation mark. If a seabird flapping his wings in a storm thinks that this storm is completely controlled by him, wouldn’t it be too arrogant? It was from that moment on that, Zhao Xingde felt less heavy, and his mood became much more tempting and free.

The night became darker, and pieces of darkness seemed to come from the end of the sky, gradually covering the hills and harbors. The huge figures at night enveloped the entire earth and the ocean. Everything was silent. It was precisely when other lives were active. In the dense forests of the valley, in the caves of the grass, beside the lights of the port, countless creatures woke up in the night, radiating vitality, and singing in the silence. These creatures waited throughout the day, spitting out the flowers of life in the darkness. The chaotic darkness seemed to have a strange intimacy and harmony, as if it had been like this since ancient times, and the vicissitudes of life will not change after disasters.

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There is a farmhouse in the outskirts of Luoyang City. This family has only a few thatched huts, and several acres of vegetable fields are cultivated outside the yard.

However, the farmhouse is very different from other places at a glance. The thorn fences are neatly trimmed, and the fences are covered with vines. Under the lights, there are green and lush flowers with various colors of petals. There are gravel paths in front of the door, and wild flowers dug up on both sides of the paths are also planted with potted flowers on the windowsills, blooming gorgeously. There is a circle of orchids swaying around the hut, and the night wind is filled with a slight fragrance.

The door of the hut creaked open, and Li Ruoxue walked out while talking to the woman who was seeing him off.

"A man is away from war, but he is not afraid of bleeding. The one who is most worried about the family is the people. When you return this letter, he knows that everything is fine at home, so he will pay more attention to his own safety. Do you think?" Li Ruoxue spoke while holding the other person's hand. She felt the coarse grains of her fingers and palms, and her heart felt a little sore. She reminded, "If it is convenient, my sister will come to my house to sit down. When you go to the opposite Jiamaying Bridge, you will know. If you have any grievances and difficulties, don't hesitate. You will say that it's good to know me."

"Thank you, Mrs. Zhao." Ge Jiuniang nodded, feeling full of gratitude.

Li Ruoxue's appearance is clear and gentle. Although his clothes are not gorgeous, they are elegant and decent, which makes people dare not feel blasphemous at first sight. In Ge Jiuniang's eyes, the sister of the Li family who suddenly visited was like a fairy descending to earth. Not only did she bring a letter from her husband Dai Wuma, but she also wrote a reply for her. The Dai family was a poor farmer. After Dai Wuma entered Hexi three years ago, Ge Jiuniang did needlework at home while pulling her two children, and also served her parents-in-law, relying on a little bit of expectation to survive. It was not until the Xia Kingdom recovered Luoyang that she received a large amount of military pay from Luoyang Prefecture. This money and Dai Wuma's identity as a soldier made the Pu family's situation suddenly improve a lot. It was at that time that Ge Jiuniang realized that this was her husband's life-striving money in Xia Kingdom.

Although she forced herself to smile every day, she was worried at night and often had nightmares and dreamed of blood.

Until today, Mrs. Zhao sent Dai Wuma's letter to her family, and Ge Jiuniang was considered to have put down the burden that had been under his heart for a long time. Dai Wuma was born with wide arms and round waist, and his arms were astonishing, but he was illiterate at all, so the letter was written very reluctantly, with crooked handwriting, inconsistent words and words, and inconsistent words. It was thanks to Li Ruoxue's guess and read it to Ge Jiuniang. Some of the couples' personal words were so ashamed that they were so hot that they heard it. The difference between them also increased a lot due to the status gap between them.

Over the years, there have been many people from Kanto who have traveled to Hexi. Most of the soldiers from Kanto were served in Hezhong or the Western Regions. Their families were as numerous as Dai Wuma and Ge Jiuniang. Before Xia Kingdom collected Luoyang, the soldiers in Kanto had many concerns in helping their families, and there were many inconveniences to bring their families to Hexi. Therefore, after Xia Kingdom collected Luoyang, the top priority was to take care of the soldiers in Kanto. The court not only facilitated the soldiers' remit military pay through the Fuhai Tour, but also made efforts to help the soldiers' relatives in various ways.
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