Dragon blood bodyguard of the beauty president

Chapter 2939 This is the vixen
Song Yuchan left Cangzhou in three and arrived at Daming Mansion smoothly.

Between the two places, there are all mobilized soldiers and horses.

The Daming Mansion was not affected, it was still bustling with business and people, and the gates of the city were full of merchants and passers-by.

Song Yuchan looked up at the bottom of the 500-meter-high city wall and couldn't help swallowing.

What a huge project this is, such a huge city wall is surrounded by stones.

Standing in front of you, people are as insignificant as ants.

It seems to be looking at a row of majestic mountains, arranged vertically and horizontally from south to north and from east to west.

On the city wall, there are traces of battles.

It is full of traces of being bombarded and hacked by weapons and artillery, and in some places, the depression is as deep as five or six meters.

But this is only a superficial wound.

The thickness of the city wall is estimated to be hundreds of meters.

The inside is made of rammed earth, using a special magic method in this world, the soil is extremely hard when piled together.

Yan Qing patted Song Yuchan's head and said, "Don't look, let's go to the city!"

Song Yuchan lowered her head and said, "How can such a tall city wall be breached?"

Yan Qing chuckled, "Are you thinking a little too far?"

"Is it far? How do I feel that it is right in front of me?"

Song Yuchan raised the corner of her mouth.

Yan Qing told her, "Master said that what determines the victory of a war does not care about advanced weapons or strong city walls. It is the people who can really determine victory. As long as the power of the people is fully mobilized, any strong city wall can Break through."

Wu Song tilted his head and said, "What is a people?"

Yan Qing signaled to the walking people, "They are."

Wu Song chuckled disdainfully, "Then the master must be wrong, relying on these ordinary people to break through this city wall? Isn't this a gnat shaking a tree?"

Yan Qing gave him a metaphor and said, "Look at this city wall, it is tall and strong, with almost no defects. But it can only block the enemies outside, can it stop the people inside? If the people return their hearts, this city will It is ours. If the people are renounced, even if they occupy this city, they will only occupy an empty city."

Wu Song touched his head and shook his head, "According to what you said, we don't need to fight any more. We just need to do a good job of publicity and let the people here return to their hearts."

Yan Qing chuckled, "The first is to attack the enemy, the second is to attack the enemy, the second is to attack the city, and the next is to attack the city. The method of attacking the city is indeed a last resort. If you can take these cities without bloodshed, it will be of great merit."

Wu Song looked at Song Yuchan, who was thinking, and said, "Qingdou, if you say something, I can't speak to him."

Song Yuchan chuckled, "I think Brother Yanqing is right, but it sounds like a woman's benevolence. People's hearts are important, but propaganda alone is not enough. The enemy will not hand over the city to you, only by means of thunder, Only then can we show the heart of a Bodhisattva."

Yan Qing said, "No wonder Master Liansheng said that you are too murderous. I think you really need to learn more Buddhist scriptures."

Song Yuchan covered her head and shouted anxiously, "I don't want to be a monk."

Wu Song and Yan Qing were amused by her reaction, and followed her into the Daming Mansion.

The soldiers guarding the city saw that they were half-grown children, so they didn't ask them anything.

Song Yuchan was not in a hurry to get down to business, and wandered around the streets like a wild horse in the city.

This is the first city in Jiangbei, and it is much bigger than Qilu by them.

The north and south streets are thousands of meters wide.

There are shops on both sides, mansion compound, and there are hawkers from all walks of life on the street.

She was happy to see everything, and when she saw snacks she hadn't eaten, she stopped to take a bite one by one.

What fire sandwich meat, sesame pancakes, roast rabbit meat, steamed duck meat, sausages, roast chicken, the mouth is full of oil.

Yan Qing was shocked by her appetite, she didn't expect her to like chicken and duck so much.

Especially rabbit meat, most girls can't stand the wild smell.

This was just shot by a hunter in the mountains this morning, and it is different from ordinary poultry.

But Song Yuchan ate very deliciously. After eating three roasted rabbit legs in a row, she still couldn't get enough of it.

Afraid of delaying the business, Yan Qing dragged her away.

Otherwise, she would have to eat on this street until dark.

Wu Song teased, "Sister Qingdou must have been a fox in her previous life, and she eats what foxes like to eat."

Song Yuchan rolled his eyes at him and said dissatisfiedly, "You mean I'm a vixen?"

Wu Song laughed, "Whether you are smart or not, you can't tell now. I heard that vixens are very beautiful, and you must not be counted now."

Song Yuchan refused to accept, "Isn't this girl pretty? Then find a vixen and show me what she looks like?"

Wu Song really looked around for a while, staring at the lady who came out of a makeup shop, and then yelled at Song Yuchan, "Look, a woman like her is fine!"

Song Yuchan and Yan Qing looked over and saw a young lady wearing a pink dress.

With the support of a man, they got into the carriage talking and laughing.

She has a pretty appearance, with a slender waist, fair complexion, and eyes like peach blossoms in March.

When laughing, the face is dimpled, and the corners of the eyes are turned up.

There are really thousands of styles, even women can't help but feel moved when they see it.

Song Yuchan stared at the man and thought for a while, "Is this man's face so familiar?"

Yan Qing's hands were already tightened, and his expression became a little cold, "How dare he be so presumptuous?"

Song Yuchan and Wu Song looked back at him, their eyes widened and they said, "By the way, isn't he brother Yanqing's housekeeper? Who is that woman?"

Wu Song coughed dryly and told Song Yuchan to keep her voice down.

Seeing the carriage approaching, Yan Qing turned around with the two of them.

He introduced speechlessly, "That woman is the successor of my adoptive father, Mrs. Jia."

"What?"

Song Yuchan clicked her tongue and said in embarrassment, "Looking at her, she seems to be very close to the housekeeper!"

Wu Song knocked her on the head, wondering why this girl always picks which pot and which pot she doesn't open.

Yan Qing took a deep breath, and confessed to Song Yuchan and Wu Song, "Go back later, don't tell my father about this, so as not to spoil our important event."

"Don't worry! How can you talk nonsense about this kind of thing."

Wu Song nodded.

Song Yuchan smiled unscrupulously, and didn't say yes or no.

Yan Qing took the two of them back to Duke Yan's mansion without any further wandering.

Seeing him coming back, the gate jumped up happily and shouted, "The young master is back, the young master is back. I'll go and tell the old master, he just mentioned the young master!"

The corners of Yan Qing's eyes were wet, and she hadn't been home for a long time.

His appearance has not changed much except that he has grown a little taller.

They sat down in the middle hall under the leadership of Menzi, but there was no lady Jia's carriage at the door.

Yan Qing casually asked the doorman, "Is my young lady at home?"

Menzi glanced at the backyard and signaled, "It's a coincidence that I saw Madam's carriage going to the backyard just now. Xiao Cui said that she has caught a cold these days, and she should have gone out to get medicine just now."

The corners of Song Yuchan's mouth curled up, thinking that the medicine was so good that it was taken to the powder shop.

This vixen must give her some pain.

(End of this chapter)