Song Qingtang looked at the hundreds of girls kneeling together.
After thinking for a while, Song Qingtang said: "I'm going to wake up Ah Li."
"Ah? Isn't this inappropriate," Yan Hai said hurriedly, "Second Miss is very sleepy, she is really exhausted."
"If you don't wake her up, she will be angry when she wakes up," Song Qingtang said solemnly, "And it's not easy for her to vent her anger on you. Do you want her to suffocate it to death?"
With that said, Song Qingtang turned and left.
Yan Haiqi and Xia Xingming looked at each other.
"Second Miss, why are you angry?" Yan Haiqi was puzzled.
Xia Xingming frowned and looked at Song Qingtang's back.
"I think she will be angry," Xia Xingming said in a low voice, "The second young lady and the eldest young lady are really more and more similar in temperament. They are indeed sisters."
The main room where Xia Zhaoyi was located was the official residence where Lin, the governor of Pei, had his office.
It has been in Lin Yao's hands over the years and has not changed much, so Xia Zhaoyi chose to come here.
The windows of the main room were closed tightly, leaving only a mahogany door open. Two Xia soldiers were guarding the door, standing upright like iron men.
Song Qingtang stepped through the tall threshold without being blocked. When he looked up, he could see a girl twenty steps away quietly crouching in front of the case.
Song Qingtang's eyes unconsciously became deep and soft.
After many years of life and death on the battlefield, his skin became rough and dark, and those cold blades and spears seemed like his bones, already hard and indestructible, and his temperament became increasingly cold and severe.
But when he raised his head in front of Xinwanshan Pass, Song Qingtang knew that he still had tenderness.
In fact, when she was still young, he had already noticed his strange feelings for her, but at the same time, he was ashamed of this quietly growing feeling, because he knew that liking a young girl was not a glorious thing.
The wind of Daqian is deeply evil here.
He likes young girls and is not tolerated by the world.
Not to mention others, Song Qingtang himself felt despised.
But now, she has grown up...
Slim and graceful, delicate and elegant, with plump and delicate skin that is shiny and white, any strong-blooded man will look at her sideways and take a few more glances. It is natural and primitive to have a good impression and love for the opposite sex.
Pure emotions.
Song Qingtang stopped in front of the desk. Looking at the girl's thin back and sleepy profile, he couldn't help but reach out his hand, trying to touch her face.
"Ahem!" the guard at the door warned.
Song Qingtang woke up with a start, his cheeks suddenly turned red, and he quickly retracted his hand.
After calming down, Song Qingtang suppressed the fire in his heart and reached out to gently push her shoulder.
"Ali?"
Xia Zhaoyi, who was usually alert, was sleeping deeply and rarely.
After pushing a few times, she slowly opened her eyes, her bright eyes still chaotic, focusing on Song Qingtang's face.
Song Qingtang could only be glad that he had tanned his skin outside the Great Wall, so that he would not be seen with such a red face now.
Xia Zhaoyi frowned slightly and almost quickly remembered what happened before going to bed.
"When is it?" She raised her hand to rub her forehead and looked outside the room, "I haven't slept for long."
"Well, it didn't take long before all those women arrived."
Xia Zhaoyi nodded, but did not stand up immediately, but fell silent.
Song Qingtang saw her staring at the paperweight on the desk in a daze, and whispered: "Ah Li, what are you thinking about?"
"Many of those women must be pregnant," Xia Zhaoyi said.
"Yes, yes. When I came here, I saw many people with big bellies."
"What should we do?" Xia Zhaoyi's voice became softer.
Song Qingtang was a little surprised to hear these four words from her mouth.
After thinking for a while, he said: "How about I call Zhang Ji to come?"
Mentioning him, Xia Zhaoyi curled her lips and smiled, raising her eyes to look at him: "When we were at Wanshan Pass, you singled him out and wanted me to reuse him?"
When she smiled, Song Qingtang also smiled.
"That's right," Song Qingtang said gently, "You have just taken over the army, and many military affairs and military disciplines require help. Generals Xia Xingming and Xia Chuan recommended Zhang Ji to me."
"Them?" Xia Zhaoyi was a little surprised.
"Otherwise, I am not your Xia family army. I was just temporarily ordered by General Ouyang Jun to bring them to your hands. Naturally, General Xia Xingming and the others are familiar with them."
"So that's it," Xia Zhaoyi nodded, "They are serious about it."
"Then I will call Zhang Ji now and let him deal with it?"
"What does disposal mean?" Xia Zhaoyi frowned slightly, "Disposal usually means humiliation and punishment. Why should they be punished?"
"They... are pregnant with the flesh and blood of those bastards, aren't they?"
"Haha," Xia Zhaoyi said expressionlessly, "Please be reasonable."
Song Qingtang took a deep breath: "Yes, they were forced, but..."
"Okay," Xia Zhaoyi said, "you don't need to call me Zhang Ji."
"Why?"
"If you are like this, Zhang Ji will probably be even more merciless."
"Ah Li," Song Qingtang said seriously, "this matter is not easy to deal with. The fetus in their belly is too big. If they are aborted, it will easily kill one person and two. If they don't abort, they will stay here."
No matter how you behave in the city, you will be bullied with a blank stare."
The girl said nothing and returned to her previous silence.
Xia Xingming and Yan Haiqi waited outside for a long time, but Song Qingtang did not come out.
After Su Yumei finished cleaning several rooms, she sent Yang Fugui to the house to rest. She returned to the open space and stopped to look at the women in the open space, especially the ones with big bellies.
When Xia Xingming and Yan Haiqi saw her, they came over and held their hands: "Miss Su!"
"I've met the general." Su Yumei Fuli.
"Miss Su, are you looking for my second young lady?" Xia Xingming said.
Su Yumei smiled: "No, I just came to take a look."
"Oh..." Xia Xingming also laughed.
Su Yumei looked back at the women in the open space.
There were also many women who turned around and looked at her with some emotion.
Su Yumei is in her early thirties, with some fine lines at the corners of her eyes, clear eyes, gentle temperament, and a very pleasant face without any offensive power.
In other words, he has the face of a good old man, but he is also a bit easy to bully.
After waiting for a while, Xia Zhaoyi still didn't come out.
Xia Xingming sighed softly and said to Yan Haiqi and the guards behind him: "I'm going to see the second lady."
"General, can I go with you?" Su Yumei said suddenly.
"Come on, Miss Su, let's go together." Xia Xingming said.
Passing around these women in the spacious open space on the side, they stepped up the small steps and saw Xia Zhaoyi and Song Qingtang walking out of the house.
Song Qingtang looked serious, while Xia Zhaoyi looked slightly relaxed.
"Second Miss," Xia Xingming stepped forward and said, "we are going to find you."
"I'm looking for you too," Xia Zhaoyi said, "Uncle Xia, I need twenty people who can write. The neater the handwriting, the better."
"Now?"
"Well, now."
"Okay!" Xia Xingming said, "I'll go right away."
Seeing Xia Xingming leave, Su Yumei looked away and stepped forward and said, "Miss Ali, I can also write. Is there anything I can do to help?"
