County Magistrate Huang criticized Sang and scolded Huai Di, but Yang Ling disagreed: Civil officials are timid. Do they allow the Tartars to come and harass them and can only stay in seclusion to defend the city? Then aren’t the foreign tribes even more arrogant?

He listened with a respectful look, his eyes swept around, and saw Wang Zhuzhu, Liu Dianshi and the others standing with a stern hand. Only the Jiang Barbarian was so stubborn that he was scolded by the teacher. His eyes were also rolling around, and he was paired with his eyes, smiling knowingly.

Yang Ling's eyes flashed through the mentors standing at the door, and suddenly a familiar figure flashed in his eyes. When he looked closely, he saw that Han Youniang had come at some point, standing against the wall, with her big black and shiny eyes looking at herself without blinking.

When Han Youniang discovered that Yang Ling had noticed her existence, she subconsciously stuck out her tongue and leaned against the wall quietly. Yang Ling was anxious. The war might start in the city. Then the scattered arrows flew everywhere. She was still a teenage girl. What if she was injured?

Yang Ling glared at her fiercely and thrust into the door. Han Youniang bit her lip and flicked her eyes. She clearly saw his movements, but pretended to float her eyes aside.

Yang Ling frowned and stared at her. Han Youniang's face gradually became uncomfortable, her eyes were stooping, and finally she met Yang Ling's gaze. Yang Ling raised her eyebrows, then narrowed her eyes, turned her eyes on her face, and then dug it hard, with the threatening meaning being free.

Han Youniang's face turned red. Since Yang Ling slapped her little butt that day, she seemed to have tasted the sweetness. From now on, whenever she was disobedient, Yang's family law would be to spank. At this time, when she looked at Yang Ling's vivid eyes, she naturally knew what her husband meant.

Mr. Huang was cursing and spitting everywhere, when he suddenly realized that Yang Ling was cramping, he said in a daze: "Master Yang, what do you have to say?"

Yang Ling was startled and hurriedly said, "Ah? No, no, what Mr. Huang said is that students listen to their teachings."

County Magistrate Huang nodded with satisfaction, and then he realized that he had used the issue and cursed for a long time, but he had not expressed any constructive opinions. He licked his lips and began to sort out his thoughts.

Yang Ling looked at Han Youniang again, and saw that her lips were pursed into a thread, and her charming big eyes were bent into crescent shapes. She couldn't help but feel a little discouraged: "I really spoiled this little girl a little too much. She turned out to be obedient to me and obeyed her orders. Now, she not only didn't listen to me, but she even saw my jokes."

County Magistrate Huang walked two steps and stood firm and said, "Everyone, although the little prince has been raiding our borders in recent years, he has never attacked the military pass. This time, the beacon is on fire, and a large group of men will definitely attack Boyan. We must be on guard tonight and plan until dawn to understand the enemy situation.

He raised his voice and said, "Now that the enemy has just begun to appear, the people in the city are already in trouble. Inspection Feng, you will immediately lead people to patrol the city. It is strictly forbidden for people to walk on the streets. Anyone who takes advantage of the situation to rob, steal, and rob, spread rumors to confuse our army's morale will be beheaded on the spot. Be sure to ensure that the city is not in chaos!"

Inspection Officer Feng said in surprise: "This lord, without the trial of the Three Divisions, the emperor's imperial pen is wiping it. How can he kill people randomly?"

County Magistrate Huang sneered and said, "When the war breaks out, local officials have the right to make decisions. Do not report it to the Ministry of Justice. Do you even know this?"

Inspection Officer Feng blushed and he hurriedly bowed, "Yes, the official is obeying the order!" He turned around and hurriedly took his subordinates.

County Magistrate Huang said again: "Hong Bantou, take people to the Yima Office warehouse and inform them to send the rolling wood and rocks, tung oil and lime to the four cities."

Hong Bantou responded with respect. County Magistrate Huang said to Liu Dianshi again: "Mr. Liu, please transfer some of the prison guards from the prison, and then notify the security chiefs and village chiefs of each street to draw voter Jin Zhuang. They will dig traps in the gates of the three cities in the east, west and south, and set up horse-resisting piles. Once the war is tight, these civilians can also go to the city to help with the war."

He also said to the chief clerk Wang: "Sir Wang, you are in the county government, report military information, and be responsible for arranging three meals a day for soldiers."

After hearing the arrangement of Huang County Magistrate Huang, Yang Ling was convinced. He saw that Lord Min was brave and fearless, and his passion was aroused. He felt that it would be worth the man to fight a fierce battle with the Tartars.

At this time, he calmed down and listened to the arrangements of Huang County Magistrate, and then he realized that whether it was attacking and defending, there must be a stable rear. If the people in the city gathered on the streets, spread rumors and disrupted the morale of the army, the news of the traits would spread like a plague, and the people would be unable to comfort themselves if they exploded.

Moreover, there are only more than 200 officers and soldiers in the city now. If they don’t start planning now, it will probably be too late to get things done when things come to an end. They just set aside indicators and plan, but they don’t know these things, and they almost ruined the big thing.

The civil servant left, and Jiang Barman saw that only a group of soldiers were left, so he touched his nose and smiled: "Master Huang, the Tartars are still harassing under the city. I took people to inspect the city and said goodbye."

County Magistrate Huang bowed his hand, watched them leave, sighed a long time, sat down at the table, and said to Yang Ling: "Nephew Yang, do you think I am a little timid and afraid to fight this time?"

Yang Ling went up to pick up the tea and poured him a cup, saying respectfully: "Old Huang, the student is young and energetic. When he saw Lord Min, he was extremely brave, and he rushed to the top of the city when he felt hot.

If you think about it carefully, it was appropriate for Mr. Huang to arrange it properly. Lord Min is now a parent official in a county, so he should consider it comprehensively and take the overall situation into consideration. If he only wants to have a moment of happiness, it would be more than worth the loss. The students did not fulfill their responsibilities of admonition. At this moment, I feel very ashamed."

Huang Qiyin smiled bitterly and said, "Don't look at the lack of Tartars outside the city. This time they attacked the military fortress directly, and they had a very big appetite. Good men made achievements and guarded their territory. This is a great opportunity. You are still young, so you should practice more."

Yang Ling caught a glimpse of Han Youniang creeping out of the building and responded quickly: "Yes, it's not a matter of time for Mr. Huang to give the students the responsibility. Mr. Huang took a break and the students went outside to check the defense."

Huang Qiyin nodded with relief while twisting his beard. Yang Ling hurried out and saw a petite figure hurriedly hidden into the shadows of the corner of the building, and couldn't help but laugh.

At this time, the snow has not stopped. This is the highest point in the city. The mountain wind between the two peaks in front of him is pouring in. The wind is so strong that the snow is dense. Yang Ling slowly walked downstairs at Shijiao Tower, took a deep breath, narrowed his eyes and looked up at the sky, letting the cold wind slam the snowflakes on his face. Without making a sound for a long time, the bitter mountain wind made his robe shake.

The Tatars under the city had stopped harassing horses, and five huge fires were lit from afar. Yang Ling's eyes twitched. A mere hundred people could not capture Jimingyi. They braved the wind and snow and were under the city. Could it be that there would be a large army to attack?

A pair of shiny eyes in the shadow of the corner of the wall looked at Yang Ling, and the wind and snow hit his slender and thin body. Han Youniang finally couldn't help but walk out, pulled his sleeve with heartache, and whispered like a child who had made a mistake: "Husband".

Yang Ling sighed, lowered his head and looked at Han Youniang's bright eyes, gently holding up her tender face as if he was scooping up a handful of spring water, and said pity: "Young mother, you know martial arts, it is convenient to escape alone. If the city is really broken, you can escape in the chaos and escape back to Yangjiaping! Go back to your parents' home."

Han Youniang said in a lost voice: "My husband, what are you talking about? No matter what happens, of course I am with you. How can I leave my husband alone to run away?"

Yang Ling smiled, feeling a little sad and reluctant. It was not until this moment that he realized that although there was no passionate love and no romance of my love, this well-behaved and cute girl had already lived in his heart without realizing it.

He liked this girl but did not dare to accept her affection. Sometimes he couldn't help being intimate with her, and sometimes he deliberately distanced himself from her. All kinds of contradictions were because he knew how short his life was, so he would rather maintain the existing situation.

It was not that easy to revive the soul by borrowing corpses and changing one's destiny against the heavens. The beacon on the eve of New Year's Eve made him realize that his reincarnation career, which was full of disasters and difficulties, was about to begin again.

He sighed, gently stroked Han Youniang's pure and childish face with his fingers. Her cheeks were as cold as ice and slippery as jade. A touch of gentleness suddenly jumped into Yang Ling's eyes. He suddenly couldn't help but hugging Han Youniang tightly in his arms, as if he was about to crush her, and murmured: "How lucky I can make this relationship with you. If I have suffered for two years, my heart would definitely hurt even more at that time. Youniang, promise me that if the city is not guarded, you must escape and find a good family to marry. Don't let me still care about you in the underworld."

He mistakenly thought that the deadline was approaching and could not help but reveal his true feelings. Han Youniang was wrong, saying that his husband was determined to live and die with the people of the whole city, and he would never escape even if the city was broken. However, he was still worried that he was lonely and helpless and had no one to take care of. His beloved man suddenly became a respectable hero in her heart.

She hugged Yang Ling with tears in her eyes and put it in his arms and said, "My husband, don't worry, help the adults guard the city. Young mother is your woman. No matter where you go, Young mother will follow you. If your husband is gone, she choked and said, "Then Young mother will follow you in the nine springs and never live in secret!"

Yang Ling was anxious when she heard this, and pushed her away and said angrily: "Damn it, what do you know? What's the use of dying with me? I just want you to live, why are you so stupid?"

The lanterns hanging on the corner tower illuminated Han Youniang's face with tears. Yang Ling couldn't help but feel ache in her heart and could no longer say anything.

Han Youniang raised her head with tears in her eyes, said seriously: "Young mom understands that Youn mom knows that Youn mom loves me and pity me, but does your husband know that Youn mom has been one with her husband in this life. If your husband is not here, how can you be happy if Youn mom is born?"

Yang Ling's heart trembled suddenly. Under the slightly red light, he suddenly realized that this petite and pure girl had a charming charm between her eyebrows. Will the beauties in the world have ever had this kind of charm that seems childish and mature from the bottom of her heart?

"Young mother, you young mother," Yang Ling sighed with emotion, hugged her again, and put her bangs on her forehead. The red lights swayed on the corner tower, the light and shadow were blurred, and the embrace of hearts blocked a small world that belonged only to each other around the two. The strong wind and snow were suddenly far away, and the strong intimate atmosphere made their hearts peaceful and quiet.

"In this world, I'm afraid there is no woman who can make her heart move like her," Yang Ling thought involuntarily.

Han Youniang hugged the man who loved her tightly: "God gave me the best husband." She thought with satisfaction, and smiled at the corners of her eyebrows and eyes.
Chapter completed!