Song Liyun's thunderous methods brought the tribes to a standstill.
The head Simon who was shouting loudly suddenly lost his voice and even the person disappeared.
To do these things, Song Liyun did not avoid anyone. He only showed up with five thousand troops for one night to calm down the turbulent hearts inside and outside Mida City.
Everyone knew what happened, but it seemed like nothing happened.
Sunrise and sunset in Mida Valley, cattle, sheep and horses are leisurely, and business in the city is still going on.
After Zhao Tingduo left, one month was about to pass, and finally there was news.
As soon as Song Liyun finished drinking the milk tea sent by Lady Yun, she received a letter personally sent by Jian Fangtong.
"Madam, the city lord has won a victory and is now assisting in dealing with Pingliang Fort."
Jian Fangtong was in a happy mood. He had just received news that the Di tribe soldiers were surrounded and suppressed by the Zhenbei Army in the Wu Dynasty. He wanted to withdraw, but the city lord led his troops to fight back.
Being attacked from the front and back, there is no way to retreat. Now Di Bing has entered the mountains of Wu Dynasty and is being persuaded to surrender.
Song Liyun read the letter, and Zhao Tingduo said the same thing in it.
Just go into more detail.
After he arrived at Pingliang Fort, he directly fought with the Di soldiers stationed here.
There were cavalry on both sides, and their equestrian skills were equally good. However, the Mida army was fully equipped with armor and arrows. The soldiers of the royal court were unable to resist at all. They collapsed at the first touch and abandoned Pingliang Fort and retreated.
It's just that it's late summer now. The vegetation in the mountains of Wu Dynasty is abundant, there is food in the fields, and there is no shortage of fodder for the war horses. It may take some time for Wang Ting's soldiers to surrender.
Being able to capture thousands of Di soldiers was also Zhao Tinglei's mistake that could untie the city.
Song Liyun couldn't help but frown slightly, feeling that something was wrong.
But she didn't understand these things on the battlefield at all, and besides, the Zhao brothers had already been experienced, so there was no need for her to worry.
Song Liyun touched her chest and felt a little uncomfortable.
Maybe it’s because I was too tired some time ago!
Song Liyun fell asleep as soon as she lay down, and Lady Yun didn't even wake her up when she brought her snacks!
In the next few days, she became more and more sleepy. Finally, when she felt nauseated and vomited while drinking a bowl of fish soup, Lady Yun was surprised and asked: "Madam, could it be that you are pregnant?"
Song Liyun touched her belly and was a little doubtful: "When will my childhood be?"
Her menstrual periods have never been accurate, and Mrs. Yun usually helps to remember them.
Madam Yun counted on her fingers: "The last time Madam was when the eldest son and the others came here, the eldest grandma made medicine for you to drink..."
Song Liyun was heartbroken: her sister-in-law Yang Hua supervised her drinking medicine every day in the first month after she arrived. At that time, her brother and sister-in-law were around and she was in a good mood, so she drank it obediently.
It was only in the second month that I got bored and secretly refrained from drinking much.
The same goes for menstruation. The second month didn't come, and I thought it was delayed again. Could it be that I was really pregnant?
Madam Yun was as happy as anything, and shouted to the little maid to bring tea and water, and then go and invite Wan Youyou and Mr. Yu.
The two older maids, Bi Qi and Yu Rui, quickly came forward to serve.
Madam Yun was wandering around the room, and wanted to call the doctor who opened a medical clinic in the city to come over, but Song Liyun stopped her: "Aunt Yun, I don't have any illness. I just need Youyou and Mr. Yu to check my pulse. Don't stir up trouble!"
Wan Youyou is a talented woman who has read many books, and Mr. Yu is also a know-it-all. They both understand some common diseases. They only need to confirm whether they are pregnant for themselves, without prescribing medicine.
Wan Youyou and Mr. Yu rushed over from the Research Institute quickly.
Wan Youyou's face was full of smiles and her eyes were bright: "Young Madam, are you really pregnant?"
Song Liyun rolled her eyes at her: "I don't know yet, but this is why I want you to come and take my pulse!"
Wan Youyou said happily: "Looking at your haggard look, I thought it was because the young master left. You are suffering from lovesickness, but now it seems that you must be happy!"
Song Liyun was speechless and rolled her eyes: "Don't you miss Abu?"
Abu followed Zhao Tingduo on the expedition, which was equally worrying.
Wan Youyou smiled and said: "Abu doesn't care about me, he only thinks about how to make achievements."
After she got married to Abu, she came to Mida City, where she felt free without any elders. She also made good friends with Song Liyun, no longer hiding her true nature, and became more open-minded.
Mr. Yu brought a pulse pillow and asked Song Liyun to sit down and carefully diagnose the pulse.
After touching his left hand and then his right hand, he checked again and again before saying with a smile: "Congratulations, young lady, you are indeed very happy, but the fetus is not stable, and you need to rest quietly!"
Wan Youyou also stepped forward to check her pulse, and when she felt it, her pulse was like a rolling ball, which was a real happy pulse.
This news soon became known to Fang Zheng, Lao Qian and several others.
Everyone was overjoyed.
The master of Mida City has been married for four years and has yet to give birth. He would be lying if he said he was not in a hurry.
Song Liyun was already in her early twenties, especially Zhao Tingduo, who was twenty-five and had no heirs. Mrs. Wu Ya had secretly asked several times.
Now it is finally time to add a young master, but it is a pity that the young master is out in the field and did not get the news at the first time.
Song Liyun is now two months pregnant and must stay in bed to preserve the fetus. Mr. Yu also prescribed medicine and found the medicine from the warehouse of the city lord's palace.
Under the supervision of Lady Yun, several maids were responsible for Song Liyun's eating, drinking, and toileting, and also made children's clothes in their free time.
Regarding the pregnancy of the city lord's wife, Mr. Yu took the initiative and kept it secret.
The current situation is special. Although Mida City seems calm on the surface, no one knows who else will take action.
It's better to hide this matter for now. Only a few people around Song Liyun know about it now.
Everything is waiting for the city lord to come back, or at least waiting for the city lord's wife to be firmly seated.
However, if such news can be hidden from others, it still needs to be told to Mrs. Wuya.
Shitou has been in charge of general affairs in the city lord's palace, and he is also someone whom Song Liyun trusts.
He received the task of delivering a message back to Mount Kara, and set off with his adoptive father Zhao San without waiting for more people.
Although there were no rumors about Song Liyun's pregnancy, Fang Zheng and others still became nervous and secretly upgraded the patrols outside the city.
The guards from the Urban Management Bureau began to be on duty at the City Lord's Mansion, keeping the entire courtyard watertight. The doors of the mansion that were originally forbidden to enter and exit were naturally closed to welcome guests.
Outside the city, ten people from each tribe were sent to temporarily form a camp and guards were also built.
There are more than a hundred people in total, because Zhao Tingduo has taken away the best warriors from these tribes, and the quality of the remaining ones is also uneven.
It's better to have someone than no one at all. Fangzheng didn't mind it and left the person outside the city to intensify training in case of emergencies.
The autumn wind in the grassland came quickly, and the news that the stone was sent to the Wuda tribe has not yet come back.
It's time to harvest the grain in the fields by the river, and the annual slaughtering season has also begun.
It is now the fourth year since the establishment of Mida City, and the number of caravans coming from Hecheng has increased suddenly, all coming to buy freshly slaughtered beef and mutton.
Song Liyun rested for more than ten days and felt fine. It was the busiest season in Mida City. She couldn't lie down all the time, so she went out to take charge of various affairs.
Lin Qingyuan also came with the caravan, bringing a lot of people with him.
On this trip, he needed to deliver enough supplies for the entire winter, and then leave with a load of coal and stone.
Except for the use of coal in Mida City's iron-making blast furnaces, only Lin Jiawanjia can purchase it.
This is military supplies and will not be sold for sale.
Lin Qingyuan burst out laughing as soon as he saw Song Liyun: "I heard that the Third Young Master has only been away for two months, why have you lost a lot of weight? You really miss me so hard!"
Song Liyun is now suffering from morning sickness, so she can only drink porridge every day.
Hearing Lin Qingyuan's teasing, he couldn't help but roll his eyes at him: "You know and you still say this, do you mean you don't want coal and pig iron anymore?"