Not long after, the scouts who were paying close attention to the activities of the two counties sent news that the two counties were in the midst of organizing their troops.
Hearing that, Jiang Pengji smiled slyly and proudly.
If she did not make the Tsing Yi Army lose everything, she would write her name backwards.
"Assemble the troops and count the soldiers!" She said. "Summon the gentlemen and the lieutenants."
Just as Wei Ci thought, Jiang Pengji planned to split her troops into two groups. One group would launch a sneak attack on Jiaoping District while the other group would launch a sneak attack on Maolin District.
After conquering the two districts, they would assemble their troops and rush back to Xiangyang district. They would coordinate from the inside and the outside to outflank the Tsing Yi army's rear.
They dared to lay their hands on her property. If she did not teach the Tsing Yi Army a lesson, they would really think that she was a pushover.
Jiang Pengji already had a draft in her mind on how to divide the troops.
Jiang Pengji planned to leave 1,500 to guard Chengan District. She would lead 1,500 elites to launch a surprise attack on Jiaoping District, and the remaining troops would launch a sneak attack on Maolin District. What they were fighting for now was the time difference. The sooner the better, the higher the chance of victory.
"… Zixiao, you're not feeling well. It's not suitable for you to rush over in a short period of time. You and Officer Meng will lead these 1,500 soldiers to guard Chengan District. The damaged city gate had already been partially repaired, and together with the city defense equipment, it should be able to resist for a period of time. Wenzheng and I will attack Jiaoping District. Hanmei, Nongqin, and Xiaoyu will lead the remaining soldiers to attack Maolin District. We must conquer it as soon as possible! "
Wei Ci secretly cried and laughed. She had indeed chosen Qiguan Rang … Qiguan Rang would not stop her from having fun at all … but he had no choice but to accept the order along with the others.
Jiang Pengji said decisively, "We'll set off after nightfall!"
It was hard to guarantee that no enemy scouts would discover their intentions during the hundred-day march, but it was much safer at night.
At the same time, far away in Xiangyang District, Feng Jin was still wandering in the sea of documents.
Feng Jin's recent daily life could be summed up in eleven words.
Very busy, very busy, extremely busy, super busy!
Everyone's work pressure was piled on him, and he said that he should spend more time with his wife. It was all a lie!
How busy were they exactly?
Ever since the army set off for war, he had not stepped foot into his house. Currently, there were only 4,000 soldiers left in Xiangyang District. Although it was not considered a shortage, if there was a heavy pressure on the border, these 4,000 people would not be enough. Fortunately, his lord still had some conscience.
What conscience?
She did not drag Zhang Ping, the treasure of Xiangyang District, along with her.
The carpentry workshop that Zhang Ping was in charge of could produce all kinds of siege and defense weapons. These things could give Xiangyang District more confidence.
Under Feng Jin's instructions, Zhang Ping got the woodworking workshop to manufacture all kinds of defensive equipment urgently. He wished he could arm the entire Xiangyang district to the teeth.
Of course, from Zhang Ping's point of view, with their current level of equipment, even their teeth were made of cast iron.
Feng Jin was so busy that he could not see his wife, but his wife could come and see him. She was even carrying Changsheng, who could speak clearly, in her arms.
"Daddy! Daddy! Hug!"
When Changsheng saw her father, whom she had not seen for a few days, she excitedly asked for a hug.
Feng Jin rubbed his sore eyes to make sure that his ears and eyes were not hallucinating.
He really heard his daughter's call and also saw his wife and daughter standing at the entrance of the government office, hesitating and not daring to approach.
Seeing that Wei Jingxian was worried, Feng Jin said to her, "Come in, there are no important documents here."
He raised his hand to catch his daughter, who had become a ton heavier. Before he could sigh, Changsheng stepped on his thigh and kissed him.
"Don't kiss me, don't kiss me. Doesn't this girl find it dirty …" Feng Jin had been staying up late for several days. He slept less than two hours every day and was so busy that he did not have the time to wash up. He looked a little embarrassed. His daughter kissed him immediately, afraid that she would get dirty.
"Daddy?" Changsheng was despised. She tilted her head in confusion.
His daughter was still young. Feng Jin did not know how to explain. He could only look at Wei Jingxian for help.
His wife was still the best. She understood his predicament and reached out to carry his daughter back.
She said gently, "Daddy is tired. Don't disturb him."
Changsheng lay in Wei Jingxian's arms. Her big watery eyes were like those of a fawn, which melted people's hearts.
"Cool …" Changsheng hugged her mother with both arms.
Wei Jingxian glanced at the table and was shocked by the pile of documents on it.
"Why are there so many?"
Xiangyang District was only a district. Why were there so many documents that needed to be handled?
In her impression, the district magistrates were very idle. They were either walking their birds and dogs every day or spending their time in the mountains and rivers. They were so free and unfettered.
Her husband only assisted Lanting. When Lanting went to war, her husband temporarily took over the official duties. Why was he so busy?
Feng Jin rubbed his eyebrows and said, "After the spring ploughing, we still have to collect farm tools and cattle. These things have to be accounted for … Xiangyang District is considered a rare peaceful refuge in the north. Every day, refugees from all over want to enter the city. These people have to be settled … Many wealthy families have migrated here to seek refuge. They want to buy the good houses under the lord's name. They have to deal with these …"
Currently, Xiangyang District was still under construction. It was becoming more and more prosperous.
Seeing how clean and beautiful the newly built rental houses in the district headquarters were, many locals of Xiangyang District felt uncomfortable. They also wanted to rebuild their houses. However, if they wanted to rebuild, they had to pay for all the materials and labor costs themselves. It was not cheap.
That kind of house could not be built with money. They still had to go through the procedures of the district headquarters. They had to approve the kiln to fire this batch of green bricks. They had to confirm the quantity of green bricks before they could start building the houses … In the end, they needed Feng Jin's signature and approval. Otherwise, they couldn't build the houses.
Usually, a few people would share the workload. Now that he was the only one left to look after the house, it was naturally very tiring.
Apart from these messy matters, there were also the local government affairs of Xiangyang District and various conflicts. They were trivial and troublesome. It was either conflicts about family affairs or disputes about the uneven distribution of land. Feng Jin really wanted to throw these matters to the women's department in the government office.
However, the women's department was already crazy busy. As a man, he really couldn't bring himself to make things difficult for a group of young ladies.
Wei Jingxian saw that her husband's eyes were bloodshot and his eye bags were dark. Her heart ached a little.
She asked, "Are these documents very important?"
Feng Jin was startled. His brain, which hadn't slept for a long time, reacted slowly. After a while, he understood the meaning of her words.
"It's not important. It's just very trivial," Feng Jin said.
Wei Jingxian thought about it. She reached out and took a portion of it. Then, she sorted the various documents according to their importance.
Changsheng stayed in her arms and squirmed restlessly. She raised her claws and grabbed her sleeve. She minded her own business and played with it.
After eating the milk paste in the afternoon, Changsheng lay on Wei Jingxian's thighs and slept with her limbs spread out. Her fat calves could hook onto the table.
She was busy from noon to dusk. Only then did the mountain of bamboo slips slowly decrease.
"Thank you, Madam." Feng Jin rubbed the space between his eyebrows and smiled at Wei Jingxian.
"Let's go home," Wei Jingxian said with a smile.
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