Chapter 402
Donating Medicine
Chapter 402 Donating Medicine
In winter, the north is already full of fallen leaves at this time, and the trees are bald, which makes it very deserted.
Different from the north, although the southern Xinjiang has the bleakness of winter, it is more green.
The trees are still green and there is even green grass in the corners.
This kind of climate makes the four seasons in southern Xinjiang not so distinct, and it also brings the possibility of three crops a year.
"This is the plump land!" Yue Wang said with his hands behind his back.
"Southern Border is not short of food, but it lacks a strong spirit." Zhao Dongping hurried in, saw King Yue standing under a tree thinking, and laughed.
There was a little more smile on King Yue's delicate face, "The foreign race in southern Xinjiang is tough."
"That's a foreign race." Zhao Dongping said, "The foreign race is unreliable."
The king of Yue was noncommittal.
Zhao Dongping took a few steps forward, stood behind him, raised his head, and from his perspective, he could only see the colorful shadows of the trees.
"The envoy from Chang'an is here."
King Yue didn't say a word.
"Zhang Huan and the envoy have a secret discussion."
King Yue smiled.
"The old man thought it was a big deal."
King Yue said lightly: "It's more likely...difficult!"
A follower hurried in.
"Your Majesty, Mr. Zhang invites Your Majesty to go."
King Yue turned around, "I will go after breakfast."
Zhao Dongping smiled wryly, "Your Majesty..."
"Not urgent."
When the food was delivered, King Yue ate slowly.
The servant Ma Yuan was waiting on the side. Seeing that King Yue liked to eat rice cakes, he said in a low voice, "Your Majesty, this rice cake was given by General Shi, who said it was made by his old mother."
"Oh!"
King Yue looked at the half-eaten rice cake.
Take another bite and savor it.
Open your mouth.
"Pooh!"
The rice cakes were spit on the ground.
King Yue took a sip of the soup and rinsed his mouth.
"I think it's dirty!"
After breakfast, King Yue went to the Jiedu envoy's mansion.
There are already many people sitting in the lobby.
King Yue came late, so Zhang Huan should give him a face.
"Excuse me, Your Majesty."
Zhang Huan was very polite.
The king of Yue laughed and said, "This king is writing a letter to Chang'an, so I came a bit late."
After saluting, everyone sat down.
Shi Zhongtang smiled at King Yue and bowed.
King Yue nodded.
The smile on Zhang Huan's face gradually disappeared.
"A messenger has come from the court, His Majesty ordered..."
Everyone sat up straighter.
But King Yue found that the more straight a person sat, the less respectful he was in his eyes.
It can be seen that the status of the emperor in the hearts of these civil and military officials is not so high.
This thought flashed in King Yue's mind, and he didn't care about it at all.
"The Southern Zhou Dynasty was domineering and repeatedly instigated the rebel army to attack and harass the southern border of the Tang Dynasty, causing countless casualties among the people... The army in southern Xinjiang is waiting for military orders."
Zhang Huan said murderously: "Southern Zhou intervened in the southern border rebellion for several years, and Chang'an has been enduring it all the time. For this reason, the old man went to school and reprimanded the princes in the court for their insensitivity. Now it seems that the old man underestimated them."
King Yue sneered in his heart, if the princes in the court wanted to clean up Nan Zhou, why would they wait until now?
Zhang Chumao said: "My lord, does the court want to attack the Southern Zhou Dynasty?"
Zhang Huan said: "I don't know, but... there is nothing wrong with it, so let's go prepare!"
The crowd responded.
Zhang Huan smiled and said, "Your Majesty."
King Yue nodded.
"The old man has an unfeeling request."
"Please tell me, Mr. Zhang."
King Yue clenched his right hand tightly.
"Your Majesty often goes to Chang'an to write letters. The old man wonders, can Your Majesty ask if this battle... can be undertaken by me in Southern Xinjiang!"
The king of Yue let go of his hand and said with a smile: "This matter is the decision of the court, but Zhang Xiang thinks highly of this king, but... this king is also a member of Nanjiang, so naturally he should do his best."
Zhang Huan said with a smile: "Yes! Your Majesty is also a member of my Southern Border."
After the King of Yue left, Zhang Chumao said, "Your Majesty judges that the court wants to send troops?"
Zhang Huan nodded, "Since His Majesty ascended the throne, he has never thought of mobilizing troops abroad. He even built a pear garden and danced and danced all day long. So, an envoy suddenly came from the court and ordered us to prepare the army for war. The old man thought that something must have happened. something."
"Is it because of the rebels?"
"No, the momentum of the rebel army has been suppressed by us recently. Your Majesty shouldn't be like this."
"Then... Nan Zhou's side."
"Correct."
Zhang Huan nodded, "Beijiang faced Beiliao alone. Huang Chunhui shocked the government and the public in the first battle, and thus gained the reputation of the backbone of the Tang Dynasty. I squatted in this bird's nest, and I couldn't find a chance to fight. This time it is Great opportunity."
Zhang Chumao said with a smile: "Your Majesty is very quiet and wants to move."
Zhang Huan smiled strangely, "King Wei has always wanted to lead an army in northern Xinjiang, but Huang Chunhui knows that he has no chance to stay in the East Palace, so how dare he let him lead the army alone?"
Zhang Chumao said: "The king of Yue is different. Mr. Xiang, think clearly!"
He is Yang's son-in-law, so he should naturally stand on the side of the Queen and the King of Yue.
Of course Zhang Huan knew this, but he also knew very well that King Yue was almost the best candidate for the future prince.
He nodded slightly, "The old man knows."
Zhang Chumao smiled slightly.
After going out later, the follower asked: "Master, may we get a chance to fight this time?"
"Look." Zhang Chumao was not sure, he shouted: "Your Majesty."
The king of Yue in front stopped and turned around, "Mr. Xu."
The queen is the daughter of the Yang family, and Zhang Chumao is the son-in-law of the Yang family, so they are considered relatives.
"Your Majesty wants to go to war?" Zhang Chumao asked with a smile.
King Yue hesitated for a moment, but did not admit it.
Zhang Chumao smiled more and more kindly, "The meaning of my husband is to let the king test Chang'an, whether he really wants to send troops to the Southern Zhou Dynasty."
Zhang Huan asked King Yue to write to Chang'an, asking if the Southern Border Army could fight independently.Throwing this question to Chang'an, whether Chang'an agrees or rejects it, he has confirmed his idea of attacking Southern Zhou.
Of course the King of Yue knew about it, but he still had a sudden realization, "Is that so?"
Zhang Chumao said: "If this matter can be tested successfully, Prime Minister Zhang will naturally..."
This is an exchange. You, the King of Yue, have inquired about the news for the old man, and the old man will help you mediate the matter of the expedition.
Even if they are allies, there is nothing wrong with exchanging interests.
The King of Yue laughed and said, "I will try my best."
Zhang Chumao reached out to pat him on the shoulder.
It was only halfway that he realized that this was not his subordinate, but the prince.
King Yue took a step back calmly, "I still have something to do, so I will leave."
Zhang Chumao said with a dry smile: "The old man tested Zhang Huan just now..."
King Yue narrowed his eyes, "Oh!"
"The old man said that the king is different from King Wei, let him think clearly."
King Yue's heart skipped a beat, his eyes narrowed slightly, hiding his emotions.
He has been in southern Xinjiang for a long time, and he still hasn't opened up the situation until now.If you say you're not in a hurry, that's a lie, but what's the use of being in a hurry?
People like Zhang Huan have reached the peak of being a minister, unless he wants to go back to Chang'an and enter the court, otherwise he has no desires and no desires.
So what if you are the king of Yue?The old man wants to be impartial.
Zhang Huan's attitude made it difficult for King Yue to strike... and what Zhang Huan wanted was that he was difficult to strike.
Let's not fall out and keep our distance.
Beauty comes from distance!
Look, how beautiful we are!
Zhang Chumao nodded slightly, "He is moved."
Gee!
King Yue took a deep look at him, and said with a smile, "My king, I understand."
Zhang Huan is tempted and wants to get close to you.
This is the old man's credit!
The king knows.
In a few words, the two parties completed an exchange of interests.
King Yue nodded and left.
Zhang Chumao smiled happily.
The confidant said, "Duke, the King of Yue is still immature after all! You won't get any benefits this time."
"idiot!"
Zhang Chumao said indifferently: "Zhang Huan is getting older, and the arrogance of the past has begun to be put away. For nothing else, he also has to consider his children and grandchildren. The prince can't do it. King Wei is the son of a servant girl. How can he inherit the great rule? Only the King of Yue..."
"It's wishful thinking that King Wei wants Northern Xinjiang to be his arm. But King Yue wants Southern Border to be his arm, but he needs the help of the old man. In this way, once Zhang Huan leaves, King Yue will naturally mobilize the power of the four surnames of his family to bring The old man pushes up!"
……
"Your Majesty, does Zhang Chumao want to plan for the position of Jiedushi?" Yue Wang's attendant was a little dissatisfied, "He is too selfish."
"Can this king still ask him to be single-minded?" Yue Wang smiled, "In this world, who only pays and doesn't give anything back?"
The attendant said, "Ye Niang!"
"Do not."
The attendant was startled, thinking of the emperor who crawled ashes, the emperor who drove his children and grandchildren to nowhere.
King Yue pointed to his feet.
"land."
Therefore, he wants to lay down a big territory!
Nourish your ambition with the land that only knows how to give and does not ask for anything in return.
……
Changan.
In the early morning, Han Shitou took a walk in the yard.
Jiao Hui is dressing up.
In the early morning, the sky was still dark.
Han Shitou finished his walk and went to the kitchen.
Seeing him coming in, the cook gave way to the head chef helplessly.
"Lang Jun is so honorable, why does he like to go into the kitchen?"
"We don't have any dignity." Han Shitou poured a ladle of water into the copper pot, and skillfully brushed the pot with a brush made of bamboo tubes.
Make a bowl of batter, cut some mutton, marinate with some salt and seasoning for a while, then put it into the batter, wrap it together, and fry it in the pan.
scoff!
Fragrant.
After finishing this, Han Shishi made another vegetable soup.
Finally, pancakes.
Two courses, one main course.
While helping, the cook said: "Everyone says that Mr. Lang is very rich, and his home must be extremely luxurious. Let them come and see..."
Han Shitou squatted in front of the stove, poked it a few times, pulled out a firewood that had just ignited, threw it on the ground, and stamped out the flames with his feet.
In this way, this firewood can still be used in the afternoon.
Later, the food was brought to the dining hall.
Jiao Hui had already set the table and chopsticks, and when she saw him coming in with food, she said angrily, "They're all generals, so let's go into the kitchen."
A while ago, the emperor just gave Han Shitou a vacant post as a general.
"Eat it!"
Han Shitou sat down and sighed comfortably.
"Hey!"
Jiao Hui hesitated to speak.
"Lang Jun."
"Ok?"
Han Shishi was breathing evenly.
"Are you dissatisfied with the cook? Or, I will find another one later."
"satisfy."
"Then why does my lord cook so often?" Jiao Hui became more and more confused and worried, "I learned how to serve nobles in the palace, but I don't know how to cook, so I am ashamed of my lord."
Han Shitou slowly ate the fried mutton in his mouth, and said: "When we were still at home, Ah Ye and A Niang were like this. A Ye cooked, and A Niang was busy."
Uh!
Jiao Hui asked, "Is there no one... gossiping?"
"Yes, the neighbor said that Aye is weak." Han Shitou said: "Aye said that she is my wife, who bears children for me, wakes up early and goes to bed late for me. She can make clothes, weave cloth, and carry My child... what if I just cook a meal? Why do I feel sorry for her? "
Jiao Hui couldn't help being moved, "This is a man."
"We have been in the palace for many years, and you should know what is going on in the palace. Intrigues and intrigues, smiling at you today, can stab you in the back tomorrow."
Jiao Hui nodded, "So to be able to leave the palace, I feel like I have left hell."
Han Shitou said: "Don't look at our current scenery, but how many people are staring at us, wanting to stab us from the back. Every day we have to watch six directions and listen to all directions, and we will fall into other people's ways if we are not careful. At the end of the day, you are exhausted physically and mentally, do you know what we most want to see at this time?"
Jiao Hui said, "Your Majesty's compliment?"
Han Shitou shook his head.
"What we want to see most are the lights, the lights at home."
"But there must be someone at home."
"There is someone who misses us."
"For this person, we are willing to cook, and we are willing to protect her."
In an instant, Jiao Hui's eyes filled with tears.
Han Shitou raised his chopsticks, "Hey! What are you talking about, eat while it's hot!"
Later, Han Shitou appeared outside the palace gate.
"I met Young Supervisor Han."
All the officials met along the way saluted him respectfully.
After entering the palace, several servants were waiting.
"Young Supervisor Han."
"Ok!"
Han Shitou nodded slightly.
"Where is His Majesty?"
"Go back to Young Supervisor Han, Your Majesty has just woken up and is having breakfast in the Liyuan."
"Is your mistress here?"
"Also."
Han Shitou stopped, "Is there any news from the messenger?"
"messenger……"
"The envoy to Beiliao."
"not yet."
"Go and urge." Han Shitou said dissatisfiedly: "This is a major matter. Wang Deng knows the seriousness. If the result comes out, he should rush back to Chang'an immediately, and dare not delay for a moment."
"Yes."
"In addition, go to court and ask all the ministers if the matter that His Majesty ordered yesterday has been discussed properly. If it is settled, sign the document and send it to Liyuan."
"Yes."
Han Shitou's face turned pale, "You must take the initiative in doing things, and don't move when others slap you. Your Majesty is watching! Who is diligent and who is lazy, you are clear. Work hard, and we will naturally wait for you to talk."
"Yes."
Everyone stopped and sent him respectfully into the pear garden.
The emperor had just finished his breakfast and was leisurely reading in the hall.
The imperial concubine was tuning the piano on the side, and the voice of Xian Weng continued to come.
"Tighter." The emperor didn't look up.
The imperial concubine followed her words, and said with a flick, "Hey! Sure enough."
"His Majesty."
"Stone!"
The emperor put down the book in his hand, "Have Wang Deng and others ever returned?"
This road from Beiliao to Datang, if you hurry up, you can make it back at this time. The young people are fine, but Wang Deng is quite old, so he might lose half his life in such a hurry.
"The servant just sent someone to ask at the mirror."
"Ok!"
The emperor nodded, "He Lianfeng probably won't agree, but I will still send troops. I will call important ministers later, and I will make some arrangements."
The northern border should be on guard, and some troops should be transferred to the southern border to strengthen the southern border army.
In this way, even if Beiliao made a massive attack, it could only return in vain.
At this moment, the emperor ignored Huang Chunhui's suggestions.
——Once the Northern Liao Dynasty comes here, Your Majesty, Northern Xinjiang is in danger!
Han Shitou asked: "Your Majesty, that thing...does it need to be disposed of?"
"Keep it." The emperor said with a cold face, "When Nian Xu is captured alive in the future, I want to watch him eat all those medicines!"
"Yes."
Han Shitou went to the side hall.
The boxes are stacked one after another, among which the rosewood box is the most eye-catching.
"Open!"
A servant opened the wooden box.
There is a wooden box on top.
Open the wooden box.
Inside is a bunch of herbs.
A piece of paper on top.
A line of words.
The writing is very elegant.
——Wearing that His Majesty is depressed, I offer this medicine!
(End of this chapter)
In winter, the north is already full of fallen leaves at this time, and the trees are bald, which makes it very deserted.
Different from the north, although the southern Xinjiang has the bleakness of winter, it is more green.
The trees are still green and there is even green grass in the corners.
This kind of climate makes the four seasons in southern Xinjiang not so distinct, and it also brings the possibility of three crops a year.
"This is the plump land!" Yue Wang said with his hands behind his back.
"Southern Border is not short of food, but it lacks a strong spirit." Zhao Dongping hurried in, saw King Yue standing under a tree thinking, and laughed.
There was a little more smile on King Yue's delicate face, "The foreign race in southern Xinjiang is tough."
"That's a foreign race." Zhao Dongping said, "The foreign race is unreliable."
The king of Yue was noncommittal.
Zhao Dongping took a few steps forward, stood behind him, raised his head, and from his perspective, he could only see the colorful shadows of the trees.
"The envoy from Chang'an is here."
King Yue didn't say a word.
"Zhang Huan and the envoy have a secret discussion."
King Yue smiled.
"The old man thought it was a big deal."
King Yue said lightly: "It's more likely...difficult!"
A follower hurried in.
"Your Majesty, Mr. Zhang invites Your Majesty to go."
King Yue turned around, "I will go after breakfast."
Zhao Dongping smiled wryly, "Your Majesty..."
"Not urgent."
When the food was delivered, King Yue ate slowly.
The servant Ma Yuan was waiting on the side. Seeing that King Yue liked to eat rice cakes, he said in a low voice, "Your Majesty, this rice cake was given by General Shi, who said it was made by his old mother."
"Oh!"
King Yue looked at the half-eaten rice cake.
Take another bite and savor it.
Open your mouth.
"Pooh!"
The rice cakes were spit on the ground.
King Yue took a sip of the soup and rinsed his mouth.
"I think it's dirty!"
After breakfast, King Yue went to the Jiedu envoy's mansion.
There are already many people sitting in the lobby.
King Yue came late, so Zhang Huan should give him a face.
"Excuse me, Your Majesty."
Zhang Huan was very polite.
The king of Yue laughed and said, "This king is writing a letter to Chang'an, so I came a bit late."
After saluting, everyone sat down.
Shi Zhongtang smiled at King Yue and bowed.
King Yue nodded.
The smile on Zhang Huan's face gradually disappeared.
"A messenger has come from the court, His Majesty ordered..."
Everyone sat up straighter.
But King Yue found that the more straight a person sat, the less respectful he was in his eyes.
It can be seen that the status of the emperor in the hearts of these civil and military officials is not so high.
This thought flashed in King Yue's mind, and he didn't care about it at all.
"The Southern Zhou Dynasty was domineering and repeatedly instigated the rebel army to attack and harass the southern border of the Tang Dynasty, causing countless casualties among the people... The army in southern Xinjiang is waiting for military orders."
Zhang Huan said murderously: "Southern Zhou intervened in the southern border rebellion for several years, and Chang'an has been enduring it all the time. For this reason, the old man went to school and reprimanded the princes in the court for their insensitivity. Now it seems that the old man underestimated them."
King Yue sneered in his heart, if the princes in the court wanted to clean up Nan Zhou, why would they wait until now?
Zhang Chumao said: "My lord, does the court want to attack the Southern Zhou Dynasty?"
Zhang Huan said: "I don't know, but... there is nothing wrong with it, so let's go prepare!"
The crowd responded.
Zhang Huan smiled and said, "Your Majesty."
King Yue nodded.
"The old man has an unfeeling request."
"Please tell me, Mr. Zhang."
King Yue clenched his right hand tightly.
"Your Majesty often goes to Chang'an to write letters. The old man wonders, can Your Majesty ask if this battle... can be undertaken by me in Southern Xinjiang!"
The king of Yue let go of his hand and said with a smile: "This matter is the decision of the court, but Zhang Xiang thinks highly of this king, but... this king is also a member of Nanjiang, so naturally he should do his best."
Zhang Huan said with a smile: "Yes! Your Majesty is also a member of my Southern Border."
After the King of Yue left, Zhang Chumao said, "Your Majesty judges that the court wants to send troops?"
Zhang Huan nodded, "Since His Majesty ascended the throne, he has never thought of mobilizing troops abroad. He even built a pear garden and danced and danced all day long. So, an envoy suddenly came from the court and ordered us to prepare the army for war. The old man thought that something must have happened. something."
"Is it because of the rebels?"
"No, the momentum of the rebel army has been suppressed by us recently. Your Majesty shouldn't be like this."
"Then... Nan Zhou's side."
"Correct."
Zhang Huan nodded, "Beijiang faced Beiliao alone. Huang Chunhui shocked the government and the public in the first battle, and thus gained the reputation of the backbone of the Tang Dynasty. I squatted in this bird's nest, and I couldn't find a chance to fight. This time it is Great opportunity."
Zhang Chumao said with a smile: "Your Majesty is very quiet and wants to move."
Zhang Huan smiled strangely, "King Wei has always wanted to lead an army in northern Xinjiang, but Huang Chunhui knows that he has no chance to stay in the East Palace, so how dare he let him lead the army alone?"
Zhang Chumao said: "The king of Yue is different. Mr. Xiang, think clearly!"
He is Yang's son-in-law, so he should naturally stand on the side of the Queen and the King of Yue.
Of course Zhang Huan knew this, but he also knew very well that King Yue was almost the best candidate for the future prince.
He nodded slightly, "The old man knows."
Zhang Chumao smiled slightly.
After going out later, the follower asked: "Master, may we get a chance to fight this time?"
"Look." Zhang Chumao was not sure, he shouted: "Your Majesty."
The king of Yue in front stopped and turned around, "Mr. Xu."
The queen is the daughter of the Yang family, and Zhang Chumao is the son-in-law of the Yang family, so they are considered relatives.
"Your Majesty wants to go to war?" Zhang Chumao asked with a smile.
King Yue hesitated for a moment, but did not admit it.
Zhang Chumao smiled more and more kindly, "The meaning of my husband is to let the king test Chang'an, whether he really wants to send troops to the Southern Zhou Dynasty."
Zhang Huan asked King Yue to write to Chang'an, asking if the Southern Border Army could fight independently.Throwing this question to Chang'an, whether Chang'an agrees or rejects it, he has confirmed his idea of attacking Southern Zhou.
Of course the King of Yue knew about it, but he still had a sudden realization, "Is that so?"
Zhang Chumao said: "If this matter can be tested successfully, Prime Minister Zhang will naturally..."
This is an exchange. You, the King of Yue, have inquired about the news for the old man, and the old man will help you mediate the matter of the expedition.
Even if they are allies, there is nothing wrong with exchanging interests.
The King of Yue laughed and said, "I will try my best."
Zhang Chumao reached out to pat him on the shoulder.
It was only halfway that he realized that this was not his subordinate, but the prince.
King Yue took a step back calmly, "I still have something to do, so I will leave."
Zhang Chumao said with a dry smile: "The old man tested Zhang Huan just now..."
King Yue narrowed his eyes, "Oh!"
"The old man said that the king is different from King Wei, let him think clearly."
King Yue's heart skipped a beat, his eyes narrowed slightly, hiding his emotions.
He has been in southern Xinjiang for a long time, and he still hasn't opened up the situation until now.If you say you're not in a hurry, that's a lie, but what's the use of being in a hurry?
People like Zhang Huan have reached the peak of being a minister, unless he wants to go back to Chang'an and enter the court, otherwise he has no desires and no desires.
So what if you are the king of Yue?The old man wants to be impartial.
Zhang Huan's attitude made it difficult for King Yue to strike... and what Zhang Huan wanted was that he was difficult to strike.
Let's not fall out and keep our distance.
Beauty comes from distance!
Look, how beautiful we are!
Zhang Chumao nodded slightly, "He is moved."
Gee!
King Yue took a deep look at him, and said with a smile, "My king, I understand."
Zhang Huan is tempted and wants to get close to you.
This is the old man's credit!
The king knows.
In a few words, the two parties completed an exchange of interests.
King Yue nodded and left.
Zhang Chumao smiled happily.
The confidant said, "Duke, the King of Yue is still immature after all! You won't get any benefits this time."
"idiot!"
Zhang Chumao said indifferently: "Zhang Huan is getting older, and the arrogance of the past has begun to be put away. For nothing else, he also has to consider his children and grandchildren. The prince can't do it. King Wei is the son of a servant girl. How can he inherit the great rule? Only the King of Yue..."
"It's wishful thinking that King Wei wants Northern Xinjiang to be his arm. But King Yue wants Southern Border to be his arm, but he needs the help of the old man. In this way, once Zhang Huan leaves, King Yue will naturally mobilize the power of the four surnames of his family to bring The old man pushes up!"
……
"Your Majesty, does Zhang Chumao want to plan for the position of Jiedushi?" Yue Wang's attendant was a little dissatisfied, "He is too selfish."
"Can this king still ask him to be single-minded?" Yue Wang smiled, "In this world, who only pays and doesn't give anything back?"
The attendant said, "Ye Niang!"
"Do not."
The attendant was startled, thinking of the emperor who crawled ashes, the emperor who drove his children and grandchildren to nowhere.
King Yue pointed to his feet.
"land."
Therefore, he wants to lay down a big territory!
Nourish your ambition with the land that only knows how to give and does not ask for anything in return.
……
Changan.
In the early morning, Han Shitou took a walk in the yard.
Jiao Hui is dressing up.
In the early morning, the sky was still dark.
Han Shitou finished his walk and went to the kitchen.
Seeing him coming in, the cook gave way to the head chef helplessly.
"Lang Jun is so honorable, why does he like to go into the kitchen?"
"We don't have any dignity." Han Shitou poured a ladle of water into the copper pot, and skillfully brushed the pot with a brush made of bamboo tubes.
Make a bowl of batter, cut some mutton, marinate with some salt and seasoning for a while, then put it into the batter, wrap it together, and fry it in the pan.
scoff!
Fragrant.
After finishing this, Han Shishi made another vegetable soup.
Finally, pancakes.
Two courses, one main course.
While helping, the cook said: "Everyone says that Mr. Lang is very rich, and his home must be extremely luxurious. Let them come and see..."
Han Shitou squatted in front of the stove, poked it a few times, pulled out a firewood that had just ignited, threw it on the ground, and stamped out the flames with his feet.
In this way, this firewood can still be used in the afternoon.
Later, the food was brought to the dining hall.
Jiao Hui had already set the table and chopsticks, and when she saw him coming in with food, she said angrily, "They're all generals, so let's go into the kitchen."
A while ago, the emperor just gave Han Shitou a vacant post as a general.
"Eat it!"
Han Shitou sat down and sighed comfortably.
"Hey!"
Jiao Hui hesitated to speak.
"Lang Jun."
"Ok?"
Han Shishi was breathing evenly.
"Are you dissatisfied with the cook? Or, I will find another one later."
"satisfy."
"Then why does my lord cook so often?" Jiao Hui became more and more confused and worried, "I learned how to serve nobles in the palace, but I don't know how to cook, so I am ashamed of my lord."
Han Shitou slowly ate the fried mutton in his mouth, and said: "When we were still at home, Ah Ye and A Niang were like this. A Ye cooked, and A Niang was busy."
Uh!
Jiao Hui asked, "Is there no one... gossiping?"
"Yes, the neighbor said that Aye is weak." Han Shitou said: "Aye said that she is my wife, who bears children for me, wakes up early and goes to bed late for me. She can make clothes, weave cloth, and carry My child... what if I just cook a meal? Why do I feel sorry for her? "
Jiao Hui couldn't help being moved, "This is a man."
"We have been in the palace for many years, and you should know what is going on in the palace. Intrigues and intrigues, smiling at you today, can stab you in the back tomorrow."
Jiao Hui nodded, "So to be able to leave the palace, I feel like I have left hell."
Han Shitou said: "Don't look at our current scenery, but how many people are staring at us, wanting to stab us from the back. Every day we have to watch six directions and listen to all directions, and we will fall into other people's ways if we are not careful. At the end of the day, you are exhausted physically and mentally, do you know what we most want to see at this time?"
Jiao Hui said, "Your Majesty's compliment?"
Han Shitou shook his head.
"What we want to see most are the lights, the lights at home."
"But there must be someone at home."
"There is someone who misses us."
"For this person, we are willing to cook, and we are willing to protect her."
In an instant, Jiao Hui's eyes filled with tears.
Han Shitou raised his chopsticks, "Hey! What are you talking about, eat while it's hot!"
Later, Han Shitou appeared outside the palace gate.
"I met Young Supervisor Han."
All the officials met along the way saluted him respectfully.
After entering the palace, several servants were waiting.
"Young Supervisor Han."
"Ok!"
Han Shitou nodded slightly.
"Where is His Majesty?"
"Go back to Young Supervisor Han, Your Majesty has just woken up and is having breakfast in the Liyuan."
"Is your mistress here?"
"Also."
Han Shitou stopped, "Is there any news from the messenger?"
"messenger……"
"The envoy to Beiliao."
"not yet."
"Go and urge." Han Shitou said dissatisfiedly: "This is a major matter. Wang Deng knows the seriousness. If the result comes out, he should rush back to Chang'an immediately, and dare not delay for a moment."
"Yes."
"In addition, go to court and ask all the ministers if the matter that His Majesty ordered yesterday has been discussed properly. If it is settled, sign the document and send it to Liyuan."
"Yes."
Han Shitou's face turned pale, "You must take the initiative in doing things, and don't move when others slap you. Your Majesty is watching! Who is diligent and who is lazy, you are clear. Work hard, and we will naturally wait for you to talk."
"Yes."
Everyone stopped and sent him respectfully into the pear garden.
The emperor had just finished his breakfast and was leisurely reading in the hall.
The imperial concubine was tuning the piano on the side, and the voice of Xian Weng continued to come.
"Tighter." The emperor didn't look up.
The imperial concubine followed her words, and said with a flick, "Hey! Sure enough."
"His Majesty."
"Stone!"
The emperor put down the book in his hand, "Have Wang Deng and others ever returned?"
This road from Beiliao to Datang, if you hurry up, you can make it back at this time. The young people are fine, but Wang Deng is quite old, so he might lose half his life in such a hurry.
"The servant just sent someone to ask at the mirror."
"Ok!"
The emperor nodded, "He Lianfeng probably won't agree, but I will still send troops. I will call important ministers later, and I will make some arrangements."
The northern border should be on guard, and some troops should be transferred to the southern border to strengthen the southern border army.
In this way, even if Beiliao made a massive attack, it could only return in vain.
At this moment, the emperor ignored Huang Chunhui's suggestions.
——Once the Northern Liao Dynasty comes here, Your Majesty, Northern Xinjiang is in danger!
Han Shitou asked: "Your Majesty, that thing...does it need to be disposed of?"
"Keep it." The emperor said with a cold face, "When Nian Xu is captured alive in the future, I want to watch him eat all those medicines!"
"Yes."
Han Shitou went to the side hall.
The boxes are stacked one after another, among which the rosewood box is the most eye-catching.
"Open!"
A servant opened the wooden box.
There is a wooden box on top.
Open the wooden box.
Inside is a bunch of herbs.
A piece of paper on top.
A line of words.
The writing is very elegant.
——Wearing that His Majesty is depressed, I offer this medicine!
(End of this chapter)