Xiao Ling felt really depressed for a while. Although Dayan did win, she could not despise those soldiers of Taihe.
She still remembered that in the only war she participated in, whether it was Taihe's or Dayan's, they were all the same. They killed the enemy with all their strength and put them to death... No matter whether they won or lost, no one had the right to despise them.
.Including her, or any of Dayan’s soldiers and generals.
All of them are heroes, dying gloriously and living bravely. At least they are more worthy of respect than these people who can only talk nonsense in front of them.
"Have you heard that the prince personally went to the battlefield and shared the joys and sorrows with the soldiers, eating and living together..."
"He is indeed the crown prince of our Dayan..."
"Yes, in the summer, there was a flood in the west, and it was the prince himself who took the silver to save the disaster..."
"Our Emperor Dayan is wise and the prince is benevolent and righteous. Are we afraid that we will not be able to win Taihe?"
"Yeah yeah."
"..." There were many people who agreed.
Xiao Ling became even more annoyed after hearing this. What do you stupid people know? What the prince does is all for the sake of fame and reputation. Do you know that when the prince is sitting in the chariot, he looks at those who are affected by the disaster with a proud look on his face?
When the common people were living together, the fourth prince was on the front line of disaster relief? Did you know that the skin on his entire back was worn out trying to carry a sandbag? Did you know that he didn't sleep a wink for days and nights, and when he stopped, his hamstrings couldn't relax?
Did you know that while the prince was riding a tall horse and waving his long sword from behind, the fourth prince was holding a sword, shield, and armor, and went into battle in person, killing the enemy in blood and narrowly escaping death?
No one knows, and those who are known will always be those in bright clothes and angry horses. Countless people died on the battlefield. Except for their relatives, no one will know.
I was depressed and uncomfortable, but eventually it subsided.
Now these are no longer what she should pay attention to, so what if it is unfair?
In this mood, the New Year is ushered in again. The New Year is celebrated by all people, and for the people, only these nihilistic things are the fairest. During this period of time, everyone is tainted with joy, even if the days are different.
Sad. Even beggars are happy, because in such a season, alms givers are more generous and give more abundant food.
In such a season, Xiao Ling left the town and went to Sizhou City.
Sitting in the carriage prepared by Yan Niang, she entered the city under the cover of her benefactor. The benefactor was a big boss in Sizhou City. His family was very rich, but he had a problem with being henpecked. He arrived by chance.
Yanniang, who is Yanniang? If you want to win over a man's heart, or a man whose husband is cheating at home, you can do it easily, without any difficulty.
Therefore, Yan Niang became his comfort every time he went out, but he could not stay with him for a long time. Yan Niang was also reasonable, there was a saying that a bitch had no intention, and she did not have much sincerity towards this man. She was just greedy for him.
That money, by the way, is what women need. After spending time with Qianfan, it is inevitable that she will be a little picky, and in a place like this, even if it is false, as long as it is pretended long enough and true enough, it is enough for her to cherish it.
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The first meeting between Xiao Ling and Yan Niang was not pleasant, but after getting together for a long time, he fell in love with this prostitute. Being in the prostitute, he did not complain or feel angry. He felt miserable and was not cynical. There were many girls in her building, but
I have never forced anyone. People in this industry have a lot of money. But she is not greedy. She gave up her children at an early age. She is destined to be alone in her life. When she dies, there will be nothing left but a piece of loess.