Slowly, she took a silver spoon and stirred it gently from time to time, adding some petals from time to time, and every inch was just right.
The fragrance hit his nostrils one after another, and Yue Pengju took a long breath: "Haha, it smells so good..."
She smiled sweetly, and still prepared some things on the side, some side dishes to go with wine. A plate of broad beans, a stack of smoked bamboo shoots, a stack of dried beans, and then the scraps of fat pigs, fat cattle and sheep slaughtered in the military camp during the New Year. Hua Rong took two small plates of sliced braised pork from the kitchen, and cooked a pig's foot on the stove himself. The soup was gurgling, with some wild alfalfa added, and then a large pot of corn rice.
Yue Pengju helped. He had never done such a job in the army over the years. At this time, he felt extremely novel, as if such a thing had endless fun.
Finally, the food was served, piping hot, and the wine was piping hot. It was poured into a set of earthenware bowls, which were full, and each person had a big bowl.
Hua Rong held the bowl, her hands felt hot; Yue Pengju also held the bowl, and his heart felt hot too.
The two sat opposite each other and looked at each other, full of joy. This was also the first time for the two of them to celebrate the New Year together. In troubled times, people are not as good as dogs, they don't get together much, and they have been separated for a long time. It is really not easy to be here today.
Hua Rong took a sip of wine and couldn't help but shed a tear.
Yue Pengju put down the wine bowl, sat next to her, and gently hugged her shoulders: "Sister Seventeen, what's the matter?" After saying this, he felt funny again. He always felt that calling "Sister Seventeen" was so awkward, so he still followed it. It was an old habit to call her smoothly: "Sister, what's the matter?"
He stretched out his hand to wipe away her tears, but at this moment, she smiled so happily, "Pengju, I am so happy. It has been many years, and no one has ever spent the New Year with me like this."
"We are husband and wife, and I will naturally be with you every year from now on."
"Um."
It was almost dusk during the New Year's dinner, and both of them were drunk with peach blossoms on their faces.
Yue Pengju stood up with a smile and went to hold her hand: "Let's go for a walk in the garden."
"Um".
As soon as he went out, the cold wind blew on his face. Yue Pengju quickly untied his fur and hugged her in his arms. The garden after the snow had not been repaired or tidied up at all because the owner had been on the run for a long time. The plants were in a mess, and there were clumps of them. The top of a clump of holly is covered with snow, and some withered yellow weeds lie on the ground. When you step on the winter boots, there is a slight strange creaking sound.
The two rows of magnolia trees in front are blooming with pure white flowers. Although the sky is covered with snow, the difference between the flowers and the snow is so huge that no one can tell them clearly.
There are huge trees in front and behind, with some red lanterns homemade by military women hanging on them, giving off a warm and festive atmosphere in the desolation.
The two of them walked forward drunkenly cuddling each other. The snow in front of them was so thick that their boots dug into them deeply.
Hua Rong was petite and almost fell into her body when her boots stepped on her. Yue Pengju quickly grabbed her, and they both laughed. When he got up, he squatted in front of her and said, "I'll carry you..."
She happily lay on his back and hugged his neck. Yue Pengju stood up. At this time, Hua Rong looked around and felt that his field of vision immediately broadened.
Unfortunately, it was already dusk, and she didn't know if her eyes were dazzled, but she suddenly noticed a tall figure wearing thick furs walking forward step by step on the road ahead.
That is the way to the outside world, the way out of here.
He walked very slowly, as if he was holding a huge wine bottle in his hand, drinking as he walked, and his steps were staggering, as if he was about to get drunk.
Such a familiar figure is a figure that is imprinted in my heart and will never be forgotten. It is the nightmare of my girlhood and the deepest gratitude in my life. His bad things and his good things are like eternal marks in my heart. Every time I think of it, I feel... I don’t know whether I am happy or sad, resentful or hateful...
King Qin!
It's King Qin!
She almost screamed.
She stood on Yue Pengju's back and straightened up involuntarily, but the tall back figure disappeared. I don't know whether it was the fall of night or her eyes were blurred. She rubbed her eyes with the back of her hand, and when she looked again, she couldn't see the figure.
At this time, night has enveloped the earth and this snowy world. Looking from a distance, the surroundings are blurry. Are there any figures anywhere
She silently thought that King Qin had already returned to the island and had not been pursued all the way. How could it be him
It can't be his!
It can't be him!
At this moment, he should be on the island, hugging many women, drinking wine from a large bowl and eating meat, and living his pirate life happily.
How could it be him
How could he be thousands of miles away, walking alone on the snow like this
It can't be him!
It can never be him!
Sad, frightened, heartbreaking and miserable. After all, he is the person who has shared life and death with him. After all, he is the man who treats me so well. I feel extremely melancholy. I just want to know that it must not be him. I don’t want him to be alone on such a New Year’s Eve. People walking on the snow...
Tears seemed about to fall, so she reached out and rubbed them hard with the back of her hand, until her eyes became extremely bitter, forcing the tears back.
"Pengju, let's go back."
"Okay, it's cold outside, let's go back and rest early."
Yue Pengju didn't know about her "illusion" at this moment. He was a little tipsy and happily turned around with her on his back and walked back. After a few more corners, he would "go home" and return to their new house.
The house has been cleaned up a long time ago, and on the empty desk, there are some snowy white magnolias that Yue Pengju broke off from the garden outside the window. The petals have a hint of red and purple dots, making them look particularly bright.
The candle was lit, and a bouquet of plain fragrance drifted in the room.
A piece of paper was spread on the desk. Yue Peng raised his pen and drew on it. Hua Rong sat aside and polished the ink for him. He drew a few strokes and looked up at her from time to time.
Every time I look at it, I can't help but smile.
Hua Rong saw that it took him a long time to draw a rough outline, and only the eyes were drawn so vividly, so bright and bright. She clicked her tongue: "Pengju, it's good as it is."
"No, I have to finish the painting this time, and it must be very beautiful."
She smiled sweetly and no longer stopped him. She was still grinding ink and making hot tea for him. At this time, Yue Pengju looked like a man at home. He was no longer solemn and solemn as a soldier. How wonderful, if he didn't want him to be Heroes only want something as trivial as eternal life.
The atmosphere of the peace talks between the Song and Jin Dynasties became increasingly intense, which gave the small court a stabilizing force that had just gained a foothold after a precarious escape. The palace in Hangzhou spent an extremely lively New Year.
On this day, the palace hosted a banquet for the envoy of the Kingdom of Jin. After having a good meal and wine, the envoy of Jin patted his chest with drunken eyes and said to Mr. Kang: "The emperor of the Zhao family has never forgotten the return of Concubine Wei Xian. What's the point of wanting Concubine Xian to return?" Is it difficult? As long as the Song Dynasty sends envoys to negotiate peace..."
After talking and laughing for a while, the Jin envoy left, and Eunuch Kang quickly reported to the officials.
Zhao Deji was sitting in the study, facing the warm stove, holding a writing brush in his hand. Human beings are not grass and trees. At such a moment, he thought of his mother even more, and wondered what kind of inhuman torture she suffered in a foreign country.
Eunuch Kang bowed: "The old slave has tested Jin's mouth many times, and they are willing to release the Queen Mother..."
What Zhao Deji cares about most is his biological mother. This peace negotiation with the Kingdom of Jin is no small matter. The result of the deliberations of several prime ministers is that they should be treated with high standards. At present, a peace negotiation mission headed by the deputy prime minister has been dispatched. Yuanxiao After the festival, we will set off.
However, after all, I felt uneasy, especially because Jin Wushu once publicized the "erotic palace picture" of his biological mother. I was afraid that the Jin people would make a big fuss this time. How can we make the Queen Mother return completely without suffering from the world? The questions raised by his subjects about his innocence and integrity are a real headache.
And because they are in contact with the Queen Mother, it is best for the envoy to have a woman among the members. In this case, the one who goes there must be a shrewd and capable woman who is good at keeping secrets and whom she can completely trust. But where can she go inside and outside the palace? Looking for such a woman who can take on such a big responsibility
Eunuch Kang whispered: "In the official family, I have a candidate..."
"who?"
"Hua Rong!"
Zhao Deji pondered for a long time. It was not that he had never thought about this problem. However, Hua Rong had just returned from the sea. After a long journey of escape, she was not in good health. She had just been married. Would she be willing to go
Seeing that he was silent, Eunuch Kang said in a low voice: "Hua Rong is a shrewd and careful official, and she is loyal to the official family. She also knows the Jurchen language. It would be perfect if she goes..."
Naturally, Zhao Deji could absolutely trust Hua Rong's quality and style of conduct, but he was still very hesitant: "It is inconvenient for her to be a woman, and I don't know if she is willing to break up with Yue Pengju..."
"The officials are worrying too much. Hua Rong is alert and smart. Besides, the deputy prime minister is leading the team this time. The standards of the peace negotiation are very high, so she will not be in any danger. Besides, the Queen Mother..."
He did not continue. Zhao Deji knew very well that the Queen Mother would have a difficult time in the Kingdom of Jin. If those scandals were really spread, the consequences would be disastrous.
"Okay, I'll think about it again."
At night.
Hangzhou in the past, Lin'an today.
When the Jin army went south, it stopped in Huaiyang and did not yet wreak havoc on Hangzhou, so this prosperous land of gold powder in the Southern Dynasties was preserved.
After the Jin army withdrew to the north, the peace talks were in a strong atmosphere. In addition, the New Year had just passed and everyone was busy welcoming the Lantern Festival. The streets and alleys were decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations. Even the air was no longer cold and filled with the aroma of festive wine and food.
In a private room of a brothel, the madam came out from a distance and warmly welcomed her: "Masters, please come in. We have here the best girl in Lin'an City..."
She waved the handkerchief in a showy way, and suddenly realized that she had not yet reached the tall man's chest, and the strong sense of oppression made her take a step back involuntarily.
"Take over the entire second floor for me..."
"Hey, uncle, do you need so many girls?"
The madam carefully tried to please him, then he looked at the eight strong men beside him, and secretly guessed, why did this group of people occupy such a floor
"I don't want women, come and sleep."
"If you don't want a woman, then you go to the inn..."
"Damn it, do you want to die..."
One of the attendants took out several ingots of gold. At this time, the Song and Jin Dynasties were negotiating for peace, and after rounds of searching among the people, very few gold and silver were left at will. When the old bustard saw these ingots of yellow and clear gold, his eyes turned green, and he hurriedly said : "Welcome, welcome, come on, girls, come out and wait... Good wine and good food will be served..."
A group of gorgeously dressed women came out twisting their bodies like a swagger: "Uncle..."
"Uncle, please come in quickly..."
"Uncle, what music do you want to listen to..."
“…”
In the charming voice, King Qin stomped up the stairs and went up to a private room on the second floor; behind him were the cheers of a group of pirates. They had been running long distances for a long time, and they already needed to relax completely, so, Going to a brothel is naturally the best place for men to have fun.
The two prostitutes saw him going upstairs alone, and said softly: "That uncle is staying here..."
A pirate stopped her with a "shush": "Watch your life, don't meddle in other people's business..."
The prostitute twisted her waist and spat.
The door closed, shutting out the bustle and laughter downstairs.
There is a table of wine and food on the table, four cold and four hot, and a pot of hot wine.
The wine filled my heart with a burning sensation, as if every limb and body felt a great pain.
"Damn it, why is this wine sour?"
He threw the jug on the ground and took another mouthful of vegetables, but he felt that the vegetables were also bitter, and everything was bitter.
With a wave of his hand, he swept all the food and wine on the table to the ground.
The two servants waiting outside did not dare to say anything when they heard the benefactor was angry. They stayed at the door and did not dare to knock on the door and come in to clean.
At this time, there was a sound of footsteps at the door, and I saw the old bustard personally bringing a man up. The man was fat and white, with no mustache. He was followed by two attendants in green clothes. He was none other than Eunuch Kang, the great eunuch in the palace. The old bustard knew what he was doing. His status and attitude are beyond respectful.
When the old bustard saw the young man, he immediately said: "Where is Uncle Qin? Why don't you serve Uncle Qin well?"
The two of them didn't dare to say anything, they just babbled inside.
The madam shouted: "Get out of here, you useless thing."
The two young men stepped aside, and the madam knocked on the door and whispered: "Master, we have a visitor..."
"Come in."
As soon as the door opened, Eunuch Kang went in, but saw the mess in the room. He was surprised and said: "King Qin..." Seeing that King Qin was still full of anger, he immediately waved his hand, and two young men came forward to remove the debris on the ground. He cleaned up and left quickly.
The old bustard flattered him: "Would you like to prepare more food and wine?"
"No, I won't let you in again unless I call you."
"yes."
The old bustard led everyone out, and only the two green-clothed attendants brought by Eunuch Kang were guarding the door.