Chapter 321: The Peasant Girl’s Splendid Manor
Chapter 321: Someone Has Designs, Well-Intentioned Reminders (2)
As soon as the carriage entered the North City Gate, Mo Yan got off and instructed Li Zhong that they would have lunch at the grain shop.
Li Zhong nodded, calculating that he should cook a couple of good dishes for lunch. He also reminded Mo Yan to be careful before driving the carriage towards the East Market.
Seeing the still quiet streets, Mo Yan walked into a teahouse.
Since it was still early, there were only the shopkeeper and a few busy assistants in the teahouse. Learning that all the private rooms on the second floor facing the street had been reserved, Mo Yan had to settle for a window seat in the main hall, ordering a pot of Bi Luo Chun tea, four types of dried fruits, and four kinds of pastries.
Before long, more people began to fill the teahouse. Many of them were young ladies escorted by maids and matrons. They were warmly welcomed by the assistants and led to the private rooms on the second floor, whether they came out of genuine interest or admiration for someone.
As more and more people arrived, the originally quiet main hall became particularly noisy. Various gossips comparable to storytelling filled Mo Yan's ears, which was quite enjoyable as a way to pass the time.
At the next table were several scholars. As they chatted, they gradually turned to the military situation on the border. Listening to their analysis, Mo Yan put down the melon seeds in her hand and began to listen intently.
"I wonder if this hundred thousand strong army can drive the savage Barbarian tribes out of the border. It's said that many innocent civilians affected by the war are fleeing towards the capital, truly pitiful." Scholar A lamented with a touch of scholarly righteousness.
"The commander of the hundred thousand strong army is General Xiao, who went to war at the age of thirteen and has fought countless battles against the Barbarian tribes, with no defeats. This time, he will definitely win!" Scholar B was full of confidence, praising Xiao Ruiyuan highly.
"Hmph, General Xiao is the role model for young people like us. When I was thirteen, I was still pampered by my parents, only able to read a few books, while he had already accumulated considerable military achievements and become a young general." Scholar A echoed repeatedly.
Hearing this, a smile appeared at the corner of Mo Yan's mouth. She hadn't expected such an icy person to be admired by scholars. But just thinking about the things he said to her at her house the day before yesterday made her feel uneasy, so she quickly drank some tea and shifted her attention elsewhere.
At this moment, Scholar C couldn't help but pour cold water on the conversation: "The battlefield changes rapidly. Who can guarantee that General Xiao will always be a 'victorious general'? This time is different from the small skirmishes in the past. The Barbarian tribes came prepared. In just over a month, they have captured three cities. It's said that the number of casualties is in the tens of thousands. The bodies of the fallen soldiers are piled up higher than our city gates. This battle won't be easy!"
Scholar C's analysis was reasonable. The other two scholars fell silent and didn't retort.
A middle-aged man at the nearby table, upon hearing their conversation, couldn't help but turn around and laugh: "You scholars, just focus on your studies. Why worry about so much? Even if the Barbarian tribes are formidable, they can't reach the capital! Moreover, the court has spent so much money to support those soldiers. They should be the first to charge forward to protect the safety of our Da Chu people. Sacrificing themselves for the country is only right."
Although there was nothing wrong with his words, they sounded particularly harsh to the scholars' ears.
Scholar A slammed the table and stood up angrily: "Although we scholars are powerless and unable to go to the battlefield to kill enemies, we cannot shrink back here and enjoy the protection of those soldiers with a clear conscience! Those soldiers also have parents and siblings. If they die, how will their families survive?"
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