Lian Hua knelt respectfully in front of King Yan and said slowly: "Actually, the civilian daughter is a beautiful lady who paid tribute to the court of Korea. His Majesty the Emperor decreed that she was canonized as the Lady of the East Palace of the Emperor's Grandson. This time she came to Beijing under the order. After entering the customs, she Tieling was hijacked by the Mongols, and more than 200 people accompanying him were killed in the battle."
Lotus put it simply and clearly.
Ma Sanbao, Hou Xian, Wang Jinghong and Deputy Chief Chen all opened their mouths at first, and then secretly breathed a sigh of relief: She is indeed not a bad person, and there is no need to argue with the prince.
But there was a "bang" sound, and the wooden chair on which King Yan was sitting suddenly cracked.
Perhaps due to the injury and blood loss, Zhu Di's face turned pale. After a long while, he asked word by word: "Are you Princess Yining?"
I saw the canonization of a North Korean princess in the Di newspaper a few months ago, and vaguely remembered the name. But at that time, I never imagined that this name would have anything to do with me.
Zhu Di looked at Lotus. There was anger, disbelief, and a hint of sadness in his eyes.
Lianhua lowered her head and whispered: "Yes, I am Yining." A little of her neck was exposed under the black bun, which was slender and soft.
Zhu Di stared at the lotus. This woman fell from the sky and miraculously turned danger into good fortune several times in the desert, giving the Ming army a great victory. She seemed to have a magical power, and everyone in the team, from the chamberlain to the general soldier, was easily captured by her. The few people around me looked protective. .
What about yourself? Why is it not the same
Why did he catch her on his own horse? Why should he protect her through the battlefield? Why are you willing to block the rain of arrows for her? And why are you enjoying all of this, even being injured
Zhu Di sadly understood that he liked this little pity. At the age of thirty-eight, this is the first time I like a woman so much.
Perhaps because of her faith, she does not seem to be a person in the world: she does not care about food, clothing, housing, transportation, appearance, or the comings and goings of people. It's not even that I don't care, it's just that I never thought about it.
"There is nothing in the first place, so how can it be stained with dust?" She is like the stanza of the Sixth Patriarch of Zen Buddhism. There is nothing lingering, but there is always a layer of brilliance from the inside out. The eyes are always clean and clear, allowing people to naturally trust and get close to them, and feel sincere peace and joy.
When did you start to get interested? Was it the first time I saw her looking pale after she had just woken up from injury? Is she painting sand paintings with confidence? Is it the reliance she held tightly in the sandstorm? Is it the gentle little hand held in the desperate situation of the desert? Is it the light that emanates from her body when she is concentrating on chanting? Was it the concern in her eyes as she stared at the soldiers? Is it her crooked but stubborn figure as she chases the pagoda
I can't tell the difference, but in just these few days, all the time we spent together was so sweet and joyful in my heart.
There are a thousand possibilities for her identity. Preparing for the worst: she was a Mongolian spy, or even a fairy from the sky.
But, she turned out to be his niece-in-law. She is the lady of the East Palace, the grandson of the Emperor, consecrated by His Majesty the Emperor.
At that moment, Zhu Di finally realized what fate was doing to people.
In the large tent of the Chinese army, the candlelight flickered and there was silence. After a long time, King Yan's cold voice came: "Send Princess Yining to rest!"
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Zhu Di sat at the table, looking at the plate of kimchi and the bowl of miso soup in front of him, feeling extremely troubled.
Since learning Lianhua's identity a few days ago, Zhu Di has deliberately avoided it and asked Ma Sanbao to arrange for her to live far away. Later I heard that she had chosen the small tent by the lake where she had lived before, saying that she was used to it.
The Mongolian camp has been destroyed. If there is nothing special, I will contact her again. Even if there is something special, I will ask Ma Sanbao to pass on the message, so I have not encountered her so far.
However, Lianhua made Korean food every day and sent soldiers to deliver it. When it was delivered to me for the first time, I didn't know it was made by her. I just thought it was very delicious. I ate several steamed buns with kimchi and drank a bowl of miso soup until not a drop was left. When he asked casually, he found out that she had done it, and Zhu Di almost choked.
Later, Ma Sanbao was asked to pass on the message that she didn't need to do it, but Lianhua said that King Yan was recovering from his injuries, so he stubbornly sent rice cakes, cold noodles, onion pancakes, and vermicelli soup in different ways every day. They are all extremely delicious, and they are all what I like to eat.
When Zhu Di was young, his father Zhu Yuanzhang had not yet ascended the throne, and wars were still going on everywhere. Zhu Di was the fourth son born by a side wife, and he didn't even have a name. He lived a very simple life. When he was nine years old, his father became the father-emperor, and Zhu Di lived in the palace of Yingtian Mansion, so that he had no worries about food and clothing. But Zhu Yuanzhang was diligent and thrifty, and he was very strict in disciplining his disciples. He said that "the rules of eating and drinking are frugal, and he complained that he didn't know the hunger and cold of the people, and tried to make them less able to endure hunger and cold." He deliberately let his sons suffer from hunger and cold. Zhu Di The appetite is huge, so even though you are a prince, you often don't have enough to eat. When he was seventeen years old, he was sent to his hometown in Zhongdu (today's Fengyang, Anhui Province) to experience the people's customs. He lived in this poor village for four years, half hungry and half full. Four years.
Therefore, Zhu Di was able to truly have a full stomach only after he arrived in Peiping at the age of twenty-one. pitiful! Zhu Di felt sad when he thought about this.
For Zhu Di, firstly, he had no impression of Jiangnan’s exquisite delicacies (he had never tasted them); secondly, he had to eat enough (he was afraid of being hungry); thirdly, he had to fight all year round (there was no meal at all), noodles, biscuits and jerky. Just the staple food.
If the lotus made more delicate and delicate snacks, such as "Twenty-Four Bridges on a Moonlit Night" and "Who Can Listen to the Jade Flute and Falling Plum Blossoms", Zhu Di wouldn't be so troubled and could just have someone carry it away. What happened was that they were cooking these fragrant, filling, and tempting northern foods, which made Zhu Di irresistible.
Every time he finished eating with satisfaction, Zhu Di couldn't help but feel indignant: "How did she know? How did she know that I like to eat this?"
A plate of kimchi and a bowl of miso soup lay quietly on the table, next to a large plate of fragrant white flour steamed buns. The kimchi is bright red and the miso soup is rich and fragrant.
Zhu Di sighed: "Do you have to conquer my stomach too?" Yihengxin grabbed the chopsticks and started eating without asking.
Lotus walks happily by the lake.
The lake is rippling with blue waves, and the lakeside is lined with green trees. The branches and leaves of the willow trees are bent and hanging on the water, like a green waterfall. The breeze in June was blowing, cool and pleasant.
Thinking of being imprisoned here by the Mongols ten days ago, I was anxious and worried, how painful it was. Well now, with the Chinese army. After resting hard for a few days, my body and mind are much better. This patch of willows is just like what is said in Tang poems: "Jasper makes up a tree as high as a tree, with thousands of green silk ribbons hanging down", or "The willows are lush and golden, and the golden embankment is always green." Look, even the Tang poems are remembered.
But what happened to the king? How did he reply to Wang Si? Both Deputy Chief Chen and Wang Jinghong said they saw no Han people. Did Wang Shi leave? Or are you mixed in with the Mongols? He must hate himself to death, right? How will he deal with North Korea and the king next
Thinking of this, Lianhua couldn't help but feel a little worried.
A figure with long arms and legs ran over, smiling, it was Ma Sanbao.
Lianhua looked at Ma Sanbao, but before she could say anything, Ma Sanbao said, "I ate them all. I ate all the kimchi and miso soup, and ordered four steamed buns."
Lianhua breathed a sigh of relief: "How is the injury?"
"The doctor changes the dressing every day. Fortunately, it is much better. It will take half a month to fully recover." Ma Sanbao stretched out his head and looked at Lianhua's arm: "You are the same, you still need to recover. The prince said you are injured, don't Let’s start cooking again.” He glanced at Lian Hua’s face.
Lianhua raised her arm and moved: "I can move now, it's not in the way. What else does the prince say?"
"The prince said that Tian Jinghong escorted Solin Timur back to Daning. He has ordered Jinghong to send a horse to Seoul when he arrives in Daning to inform the King of Korea that he has found you. Do you have any letters to give to Jinghong? In addition, the Tieling Guards I have asked Jinghong to go back and check how it was reported there."
Ma Sanbao passed on the message and smiled at Lotus: "You can write a letter home! Do you want to send something with you?"
Lianhua cheered happily before she heard what Ma Sanbao said: "Can I write a letter home? Really? I'll write it right away." After saying that, she turned around and walked back.
"Hey, wait." Ma Sanbao stopped: "I'll take you to see something fun."
"What are you looking at?" Lotus stopped.
Ma Sanbao looked mysterious: "You'll know it when you see it."
Lianhua looked at Ma Sanbao's smiling face and couldn't help but think of Cao Xiu, and became distracted for a while.
Ma Sanbao understood in his heart, patted the lotus and said comfortingly: "Who are you thinking of again?"
Lianhua sighed: "My little brother Asiu. He often teases me like this. One time he said it was a funny thing. He walked a few miles in the snow. When he arrived, he caught a hedgehog and huddled up. It was so pitiful that I didn’t even dare to open it, so I walked several miles to let it go.”
"Little brother..." Ma Sanbao was moved in his heart and recalled: "I used to have two sisters. After I was ten years old, I joined the Ming army and I never saw them again."
"Ten years old..." Lianhua couldn't help but take a breath and looked at Ma Sanbao sympathetically.
Ma Sanbao calmed down and said with a smile: "Today I guarantee that this is not a hedgehog." He grabbed the lotus and left.
Lianhua has a lively nature, otherwise she would not have often played with boys when she was a child, would not have had the same temperament as Li Fangyuan, or would have fooled around with her younger brother. In fact, it was not until last year that my father, brother and younger brother left home to fight the Japanese pirates and took care of their mother at home alone, that I suddenly became mature. Then there was a huge change. The past half a year has been really heavy.
Being with King Yan's team these days, I have become relaxed unconsciously, as if I have returned to my carefree childhood.
Lianhua gets along very happily with a group of young chamberlains, especially Ma Sanbao. Lianhua didn't need to speak, Ma Sanbao always arranged everything in advance; often before the words were finished or even spoken, Ma Sanbao knew what she was thinking and followed her words, and the two of them always chatted happily. Lotus often sighs: "The people in the Celestial Dynasty are so smart!"
There is also King Yan, who has not seen anyone else for several days, but everything has been arranged: informing the King of Korea, checking the Tieling Guard report, and knowing that he wants to write a letter... How did he know? Is he so attentive to everyone
Lianhua blushed a little and couldn't help but quicken her pace to catch up with Ma Sanbao. The two of them started running happily.
(Note: It is a historical fact that Zhu Di liked kimchi. According to research by historians, it is said that one of the reasons why Zhu Di moved the capital was to eat kimchi. The cabbage in Beijing is so good.)