Spring Ploughing (I)

Looking at Shangguan Wan's stern side profile, Jiang Nongqin sighed.

It was too cruel when a woman's growth had to rest on pain.

After a short rest, the troops continued on their journey.

After the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, Xiangyang District had returned to its normal state from the New Year celebrations. Shops like restaurants and tea houses opened for business one after another.

The people in the district headquarters had also begun to actively prepare for the war after the spring plowing. The training for the new recruits had become increasingly strict. Soldiers and horses also had to be recruited everywhere at the same time.

In other words, the subordinates were still working overtime. As the lord, Jiang Pengji was still fooling around.

However, there was another person fooling around with her. He was Zhang Ping of the Mohists.