"Qing'er, has Tang Ya Zi come to the house with a letter these days?"

That day, Luò Tìjiàng came back from the fish pond and asked Yang Ruòqíng this.

Yang Ruqing was huddled with Wang Cuilian, busy making wormwood cakes, and hearing this question she couldn't help but squint her eyes.

To be honest, Tang Yazi hasn't sent a single letter home since she left in January.

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"It's been a whole month now, and there hasn't been a single letter from home! This isn't normal at all!" Luò Tiějiàng said again.

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Wang Cuilian also wore a worried expression, “Yes, Qing’er, in the past when Tang Yazi left home, there would be letters sent back within half a month. This time, it’s been over a month and there’s no news. Could something have happened?”

Yang Ruqing shook her head, “Uncle and Auntie, don’t worry. This trip back to Tianhai County is different from usual. He has a mission and didn’t send any letters home. He must be very busy and can’t spare the time or mind. Let’s just wait patiently, don’t panic.”

Although the blacksmith was still worried, he knew that worrying at home wouldn't solve anything. It would only scare everyone else too.

“Well, what Qing’er said makes sense. There have been times in the past when Tang Ya-zi went to the battlefield and we lost contact for a month or two at a time, right?” he asked again.

Yang Ruqing nodded: "Yes, this kind of thing happens often, so don't panic, everyone. Just wait patiently for the news."

Although she said this to her uncle and aunt, when Yang Ruqing returned to her room at night, she still sat at her desk for a long time. She picked up the pen several times but put it down again, putting it down and picking it up again.

I wanted to write him a letter to inquire about his situation, but I thought of the corrupt officials in Tianhai County. Those greedy officials, like vampires, suck the blood and sweat of the common people and even blame innocent people like Tang Yazi.

They dare to blame the national hero, who protects the country. There must be a greater power manipulating them behind the scenes.

Therefore, Tang Yazi's departure to investigate this matter certainly isn't as simple as it seems. It definitely won't be resolved by interrogating a few minor officials. The things behind this case are bound to exceed her imagination.

So, it's best not to write a letter and try not to distract Tang Ya Zi as much as possible.

Thinking about this, she took a deep breath, washed up and went to bed. She had a lot to do tomorrow, and with him not at home, she was the pillar of the family. As the pillar, she had to make sure she was full of energy, clear-headed, optimistic, and positive.

And I also hope that he, who is far away, can take good care of his own body.

Tianhai County, a garden estate located on the east side facing the sea.

This garden house was, two years ago, a seaside villa belonging to the former county magistrate.

At first, Princess Nine Qi Aoshan married the son of the county magistrate of Tianhai County. At that time, she was staying here.

Later, because the county magistrate's son was tricked by the Ninth Princess here to have his precious heirloom severed, the county magistrate was furious and launched a rebellion with his troops ahead of schedule.

This courtyard was also burned to the ground in the war, not even a blade of grass remained.

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Later, the Tianhai County changed its county magistrate, and this garden also took the opportunity to renovate itself.

The refurbished Bieyuan has a more unique charm than before.

But the magistrate himself rarely stayed in this garden pavilion. It was built and maintained specifically for entertaining high-ranking officials.

But at this very moment, the person residing in this garden villa was none other than General Luó Fēng Táng, the protector of the nation.

"General, have a bowl of sobering soup!"

Xie, the deputy general, came to the desk and presented the bowl with both hands.

Luo Fengtang leaned against the chair, his narrow phoenix eyes closed.

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Hearing this, he raised his hand and uttered two words from between his lips: “No need!”

Deputy General Xie urged again, “General, last night at the banquet, I saw with my own eyes that you drank two jugs of wine. That wine was said to be Lord Hang, the county magistrate’s, private collection. It was smooth and mellow when first tasted, sweet and refreshing, but after a while, it had a powerful aftertaste. You should have a bowl of sobering soup.

Luofeng Tang opened one eye, glancing at Xie Fuzhang before him with the corner of his eye: “After following me for so many years, today I'm finally learning that you, Xie Fuzhang, are a connoisseur of wine.”

"General Xie, you are too kind," said the lieutenant humbly. "Before joining the army, I helped my father brew wine for a few years and learned a thing or two."

Luo Fengtang nodded slightly, even showing a hint of interest.

Then Vice-General Xie, taking a deep breath, continued, "A truly good jar of wine is not just about the ingredients, but also about a complex and meticulous brewing process."

“Tonight, the wine brought by Lord Hang is truly the best I’ve ever seen in all these years. General, this is your first meeting with Lord Hang tonight. Though it may not be a case of ‘a thousand cups shared between friends,’ just from this wine alone, I can see Lord Hang's admiration for you and his desire to make friends. It’s clear to me.”

As Xie's deputy carefully poured out these words, he watched Feng Tang closely for any change in his expression.

Only to see Luofeng Tang sitting on a chair, looking slightly drunk.

In broad daylight, the cold and rigid features softened with a touch of gentleness thanks to the wine's caress. The complexion flushed slightly pink.

His eyes were half-closed, as if drunk but not quite, his arm casually resting on the armrest of the chair, his fingertips tapping lightly against it in rhythm with his previous words.

Like a tiger sated after a feast, it lay in the moonlight, thumping its paws.

Seeing Xie's bravery, he became even more courageous. He took advantage of the opportunity to pull out a gilded invitation from his sleeve and placed it on Luofengtang's desk.

"General, this was given to you by Master Hang at the end of the banquet earlier. Please take a look."

Luo Fengtang's gaze fell on the gilded invitation in front of him, and he smiled.

He reached out and picked up the notice, opened it and glanced at it twice, then smiled and closed it again.

"This General Hang is truly too polite. I have only just arrived in Tianhai County for less than two days, and he has already hosted a grand banquet to welcome me, and personally invited me to his residence. He is far too kind, leaving this General feeling overwhelmed by his generosity!"

Xie Fuzhang accompanied his smile and also said, "Lord Hang is the new prefect of Tianhai County. If it weren't for your General pacifying Tianhai County and exposing the traitorous former prefect Wu, Lord Hang, even if he was well-read and had lofty ambitions for the country, he wouldn't have such good fortune."

“Therefore, Mr. Hang’s success today is largely due to your grace. Mr. Hang is certainly aware of this, and therefore his desire to befriend you is quite natural.”

“Before, General, you always stationed yourself in the forest outside the city, rarely entering the city and even less interacting with local officials. So, Mr. Hang has wanted to express his gratitude to you many times but lacked the opportunity. Now that you're passing through Tianhai County, Mr. Hang will definitely seize the opportunity to show his hospitality as a landowner. This is perfectly natural!”

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