Quick mission: We don't make trouble

Chapter 203: Visitors from the Prefecture (3)

Li Quan: "My uncle followed the prince to the border of Western Turkestan. This year, there was a severe drought in Western Turkestan. The water dried up and the grass withered. Many cattle and sheep starved to death. The Western Turkestan planned to target us and allied with the Western Qiang to invade the border. The border was in danger, and the emperor sent my uncle to the border to defend against the enemy. My uncle was appointed by the prince as a grain officer and went to the front line with the army. My old master was ordered to collect food in the capital to support the front.

The old man is running around every day to collect food, and they have no idea that you, Second Master, were injured.

The mansion was originally managed by the eldest mistress, but she fell ill due to being too busy. Now the second mistress is temporarily in charge. After receiving the letter, she wanted to send someone over. It happened that I came back, so I volunteered to come.

There was another thing that Li Quan did not say, which was that the men in the family either followed the uncle to the front line or followed the old man to collect food. The rest were women, children and old servants, and no one could be sent to Yucheng.

Yang Jiu: "When exactly did the Western Turks and Western Qiang invade the border? Weren't they driven back by the Great Zhou army before? I thought they would be quiet for a while?

How come we haven’t received any news?”

Li Quan: "It happened this month! We thought winter had arrived, and the snow was about to seal off the mountains. We should have been able to live in peace with Tuzi and Qiangzi. But we never expected something like this to happen... In my opinion, Tuzi and Qiangzi are probably going all out this time!"

Shopkeeper Yang: "That's right. Our Great Zhou is vast and rich in resources. Even if some counties and prefectures suffered from drought this year, there are other places to provide assistance. The Western Turks are different. They don't produce any food and rely entirely on the weather. Think about it... If we don't gamble everything, they will only wait for death..."

Hearing this, everyone present felt a pang of anxiety. They had thought they could safely get through the winter and return home to celebrate the New Year, but now it seemed their hopes were dashed.

Team Leader Yang, who had been sitting silently by the side, could no longer contain his anxiety. He slammed the armrest of his chair and ordered, "Manager Yang, quickly tell Yang Wu and the others to pack their bags. We will set off for the capital early tomorrow morning."

As he said this, he pretended to stand up, and Yang Jiu and Manager Yang were so panicked that they went over to support him.

"Second Master, please don't move around. Take care of yourself."

Team Leader Yang said, "How can I sit still? I can't wait to fly back to the capital."

However, Shopkeeper Yang looked hesitant. After hesitating for a moment, he advised, "Second Master, your injuries haven't healed yet. Doctor Zhu has repeatedly told you to heal your injuries before you can leave!"

Team Leader Yang waved his hand and said firmly, "There's no need to wait that long. I can still make the journey even if I lie down in the carriage. By the time I get back to the capital, my injuries should be healed, and I'll be able to help Father with some of the work."

Every time I think of my elderly father still having to work hard to get food and fodder, my heart aches. And the culprit behind all this is that despicable Tuzi Qiangzi. He truly makes me gnash my teeth in hatred!

Yang Jiu said excitedly, "I really can't wait to go back! I really want to follow my second brother to beat up those damn gangsters!" As he said this, his eyes flashed with eagerness, as if he was already in the fierce battlefield.

You know, Yang Jiu had never personally participated in a battle of this scale and nature before! Yet, every time he heard his elders vividly recount the battle stories they had experienced, Yang Jiu was captivated and fascinated. Those thrilling scenes, the brave and fearless soldiers, and the magnificent battles filled him with endless longing and desire for a true battlefield life.

At this moment, Li Quan, standing nearby, couldn't contain his excitement either. He rubbed his hands together, his fists clenched tightly, his whole body eager to try. Li Quan had been studying kung fu since childhood, diligently practicing for years, hoping to one day showcase his skills on the battlefield. Hearing of such an opportunity, how could he not be overwhelmed with excitement?