Fu Rong finally calmed down, he had no choice but to face this accident calmly, Nanke Yimeng, fourteen years have passed in the world.
In the fourth year of Jianyuan, Fu Rong was appointed as the deputy general of Qin Fayan, and followed Wang Meng's army to Luoyang. That night, he fell asleep and never woke up again.
When he woke up again, fourteen years had passed in the world, and his life was half a year, but in the blink of an eye, however, he had only slept in the dark for these fourteen years.
The heat and humidity of the hot spring enveloped him, and the mist lingered in front of his eyes. There was nothing in his mind, and he lost everything. He came to a strange place and faced a strange enemy, but he couldn't do anything. Can't go home, can't see the people he wants to see.
"If you want to know, I can tell you." Xie An said softly.
"No." Fu Rong shook his head.
"I just want to see him."
Thin beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, slid down his smooth skin, and fell into the spring water. His jade-like arms emerged from the water, glowing brightly under the moonlight that leaked slightly from the cave. He closed his eyes, The light tone, just like him, exudes a cold breath from the inside.
"You'll see him."
The water mist permeated Xie An's black hair, his long hair was spread smoothly on the water surface, and there was a mysterious smile on his face.
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Fu Rong lived in Dongshan for more than a year. Xie An lied to him. He said that when the peach blossoms bloom in the next spring, the people he wants to see will come here. But a year has passed, and the peach blossoms bloomed and fell. The person he wanted to see never showed up.
Fu Rong gradually gave up any hope, and he didn't care about the once powerful country in the north.
In the spring of 385 AD, Xie Xuan returned, and the court ordered him to withdraw.
But the Beifu soldiers led by Liu Laozhi did not come back. He helped Fu Pi attack Murongchui in Yecheng.
It was another sunny day with the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers. On this day, there were guests from Dongshan Mountain. To be exact, they were not counted as guests, but their own people. Here came Xie Xuan. His fishing skills are much better than Xie An's. In the pond beside the stream, he caught dozens of crucian carp early in the morning. Standing under the peach blossom forest, Fu Rong looked into the distance and saw a The man in Tsing Yi came slowly with a red carp that was still alive and kicking. He walked to Fu Rong's side and shook the fish in his hand. Fu Rong looked at him blankly.
"I'll pay you."
"What?"
"I defeated you, as well as your elder brother. Uncle saved you. I want to treat you with fishing."
A few short sentences have summed up the important events, but Fu Rong didn't want to listen at all, just took the fish in his hand, "Okay, I'll take it."
The two came to the kitchen together, Xie Yan was preparing to cook, Xie Xuan said in a loud voice, "I'll take care of all the main dishes for today."
Xie Yan immediately put down the kitchen knife, jumped and clapped his hands and praised, "Okay, okay, my brother cooks fish, it's Jiankang's best, it's great, I don't need to cook at last."
Xie An was coming in from the outside at this time, and when he saw Xie Yan's chattering appearance, he immediately turned black, "If you don't cook, you don't cook, what are you dancing, dancing, there are no rules, come here, and you will be punished to stand."
Xie Yan walked over dejectedly, Xie An said, "Face the wall, one hour."
Xie Yan didn't quibble, he was beaming with joy, he had been cooking for so many years, it was rare for Xie Xuan to cook a meal today, unexpectedly he couldn't help being overjoyed, just happened to be bumped into by his own father, he faced the wall and thought for an hour, not counting Heavy punishment, face the wall and just eat, Xie Yan thought so lucky in his heart.
Xie Xuan is much more particular about cooking fish. After disemboweling the fish, soak the fish in clear water for a while, then marinate it with pepper and salt for half an hour, and then put it into the pot slowly. It is not as light as Xie Yan's cooking. The taste of the fish is strong. After putting it into the pot, fry it on low heat until the color changes slightly on both sides, then add a little white vinegar and sugar, add water to cover the fish body, boil it on high heat, sprinkle with green peppers, turn the heat to low heat, and season the fish. Juicy, sour, sweet and spicy. After putting the fish on the plate, Xie Xuan specially folded off the fresh and tender peach blossom petals to decorate the side of the plate. Judging from the color sense alone is already excellent.
Xie An came in sniffing the scent, and sure enough, he saw that Xie Xuan had cooked fish, and each plate contained only one fish, decorated with pink petals, Xie An couldn't help laughing, "You still have to be so particular about making fish. "
Fu Rong asked curiously, "Does he do this every time?"
Xie An nodded, "The taste of the fish is not important, the key lies in the presentation. Since then, people have even ignored the taste of the fish itself and put the emphasis on the decoration. This is how the reputation of young fish is passed down. Get out, actually, let me tell you, the fish he cooks is really not tasty."
Yeah? Fu Rong looked suspiciously.