It took Ji Jiu three days to restore the yard to its former neatness. Rotten doors and windows, broken water tanks, overturned stone tables, pitted earth walls...quietly restored everything to the original state, and Ji Jiu sat in the sun to bask in the sun. The sun was warm and the breeze carried the fragrance of flowers. He drank tea with a peaceful expression. It seems that the world is quiet and beautiful, impeccable.
Those despair and sadness, sadness and happiness are all an illusion.
Last year there was a severe drought in the south of the Yangtze River, and there was a locust plague in the northwest the year before last. There were torrential rains the year before that, and countless grain fields were waterlogged. In such a year, the local gentry worked with the government to open warehouses to provide disaster relief, and they were barely able to survive. It was not until this year that the weather became smoother. In these days and months, large armies going out for war was a waste of money and harm to the people. When an army sets off, food and grass go first. Without food, it cannot move. Therefore, the emperor and Ji Jiu were waiting for a good year and more money and food to prepare for an unprecedented battle.
Ji Jiu yawned, rubbed his eyes, got up and went back to the room, sitting in front of the case and opening the letters piled aside to read.
There were several letters that had been opened, and Ji Jiu took out the papers inside again. Most of them were nothing more than military information. The few lines of letters in the letters were all ordinary and trivial matters. Only one of them, Ji Jiu read for a long time, and there was nothing in it. There were only two lines, but what was described was extraordinary. The letter said that the Huns' army had made unusual movements in recent days.
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