The cold wind raged with snowflakes, and the official roads outside the city raised dust and sand. Eight hundred soldiers were lightly dressed and simply obeyed, just waiting for Xiao Zhige's order to rush to Yanzhou. These soldiers were all the cronies that Xiao Zhige brought back when he returned to Beijing from Yanzhou. They had been suffocated for two or three months in the prosperous place of Yejing. At this time, they heard that they were going to go back to Yanzhou, and their morale was high. The tidy chorus can be faintly heard even when standing at the gate of the city.
An Changqing wrapped in a fox fur, craned his neck and looked at the dust in the distance. The news has already spread in the palace - the King of Bei Zhan will rush to Yanzhou to fight against Bei Di.
I touched the package I brought with me, which contained light clothes, dry food and spirits. He specially prepared it for Xiao Zhige. It's just that he must have ordered troops outside the city at this time, and I don't know if there is still a chance to hand this package to him.
An Changqing sighed softly and unconsciously hugged the package in his arms.
The sound of the soldiers shouting in the distance also attracted the attention of others outside the city. The porridge shed in the palace was located outside the capital city of Ye. In addition to receiving a bowl of hot porridge every morning, this simple shed can also temporarily shelter those who have nowhere to go. Due to the cold weather, a charcoal pot is placed in the porridge shed every night. Compared with some simple inns, there are many people in this porridge shed, and there is a charcoal pot, but it is warmer. Therefore, in addition to some beggars and refugees who would come to live, some poor scholars would also spend the night in the porridge hut together.
It's just beggars and scholars, but they are two distinct camps.
An old beggar listened to the sound of horses' hooves in the distance and sighed: "We're going to fight again. I heard that the north was hit by disaster this time, and many people died. I don't know if this battle can be won."
"With the Northern War King guarding, those northern barbarians still have the guts to come?"
"Isn't this the King of the Northern War who is not at the border?" Someone whispered: "Beijing barbarians shamelessly entered, if this really breaks the city, I don't know how many people will die."
The beggars on this side were whispering, and the scholars on the other side heard it, their expressions were different, and someone couldn't help but sneer: "This Da Ye is not only a general of the Northern War King, and this gate is not entirely guarded by him, a temperament. Brutal military generals, are you really the savior of the world? You really are shortsighted!"
The talking scholar was wearing a gray-step cotton robe. Although he was crowded into the not-so-spacious porridge shed, he kept himself neat and tidy, with an arrogant expression on his face, and looked at the beggar on the other side with a look of contempt.
The despised beggars looked at the scholar, and their eyes suddenly turned unkind. The oldest beggar among them pressed his hand down, signaling the others to be calm. He looked at the scholar who was speaking and said, "We beggars have no knowledge. But I also know that I shouldn't raise the bowl to call my mother and put it down to curse my mother. This son is so dissatisfied with the Northern War King, doesn't he also live in the porridge shed in the Northern War King's Mansion?"
Who didn't know that this porridge shed outside the city was built by the palace of the Northern War Dynasty? It is said that the price of rice and winter clothes in the city has risen so high, and only the shops in the Northern War Palace have not risen in price, and the big guy barely managed to get over it. Later, when other shops in the city saw the high price and no one bought it, they were forced to lower the price.
The people of Yejing kept these things in their hearts. Although it is a good thing done by the princess in detail, but now no one will say a bad word about the king of the Northern War. After all, it is said that husband and wife are one, and the good deeds done by the princess, can the prince not know about it
As for the gossip that spread all over the streets in the past, just listen to it and forget it. After all, no one has seen it with their own eyes, but the blessings received are real. Anyone who has a little conscience, even if he is still muttering in his heart, he has no face to say it.
But I didn't expect that these literate scholars, but they didn't understand the truth.
The scholar who spoke was blushing, he stammered for a while and said, "The King of the Northern War is ordered by the emperor to relieve disasters. These are his duties. Even if he wants to thank him, he should also thank the current sage!"
"Besides, don't forget, he once killed tens of thousands of prisoners. Such a brutal person might turn around and kill the Beidi people, and he will kill the people of Daye for fun!"
The more the scholar said, the more he felt that he was justified, and he said proudly: "Da Ye manages the country with benevolence and filial piety. Such a brutal and murderous general is really not worthy of praise."
"Nonsense." A young beggar spat at him: "The Beidi people don't have a good thing. If they don't kill them, do they put them back and kill us Ye people?"
"That's right, the books are all read into the dog's stomach!"
"I know more than him even if I haven't read a book!"
What the little beggars like to hear the most recently is Mr. Storyteller telling the story of the Northern War King and the princess. Even the Northern War King, who was afraid of the past, also loves the house and Wu. All of them dream that they can also become a hero who will kill the enemy. I can't hear someone say a bad word.
The scholar was scolded by a few little beggars until his face turned red and then white. He subconsciously turned around to seek the support of his companions, but found that all his companions were sitting on the other side, and none of them supported him.
Seeing him look over, someone else said, "Sir said etiquette, righteousness and shame. Since we have received favors, we should be grateful. Instead of being ungrateful and shameless."
Looking around again, it was all contemptuous. The scholar looked around, there was no one willing to stand with him, he could only snorted indignantly, and threw his sleeves out of the porridge shed.
Behind him, there was Xiao Qi'er shouting, "Don't come when you're really capable!"
***
An Changqing did not know what happened on the other side of the porridge shed, and of course he did not know that the reputation of Xiao Zhige, the king of the Northern War, had begun to change quietly. At this time, he was sitting in the porridge shed, looking up at the direction of the camp, holding the package for Xiao Zhige in his arms.
He held a glimmer of hope in his heart, thinking that Tie Hu was still with him, Xiao Zhige should not set off directly.
Just thinking about it, I heard Tie Hu say behind him: "Someone is coming!"
An Changqing stood up abruptly, looking eagerly at the official road in the distance. On the snow-covered official road, a man galloped on his horse, and the black gun behind him reflected the cold light and rolled up the snow.
"It's the prince." Tie Hu said.
Before he finished speaking, An Changqing had already picked up the package and ran out.
The snowstorm outside was getting heavier, but An Changqing didn't feel cold, his eyes fixed on the increasingly clear figure, and the smile on his face became bigger and bigger.
Fortunately, Xiao Zhige didn't set off immediately. He still had a lot of things to say to him.
Xiao Zhige's eyesight was good, and he could see him waiting in the snow from a distance.
An Changqing was wearing his fox fur, covered with snowflakes, but looked at him with bright eyes: "Fortunately, I'm waiting here, and I have time to meet."
After thinking of something, he quickly shoved the package into his hand: "I have prepared dry food and spirits, and the lord will take it with him on the road."
Xiao Zhige sighed, hung the package on the saddle, brushed off the snowflakes from his body, and rubbed his frozen hand gently: "Why don't you wait in the house? It's cold here."
"I'm afraid you won't be in time." An Changqing knew that after he left the palace, he went to the camp outside the city. The battle was urgent. He didn't know whether Xiao Zhige would return to the palace, so he had to wait at the gate of the city. Zhige still has time to go back to the house, so he is waiting here, so as not to delay his time for going back and forth.
Xiao Zhige smiled briefly, touched his cheek lightly with his fingers, and whispered: "I'm going to Yanzhou right away. Everything in the palace is left to you, and Tiehu is also here to protect you. I also left 200 personal soldiers in the camp outside the city, and if something happens, I will ask Tiehu to bring my seal to transfer people."
After speaking for a while, he vigorously hugged the person into his arms and said in his ear: "...wait for me to come back."
When parting is imminent, men are not good at comforting, and can only express their reluctance with a strong hug.
An Changqing rubbed on his chest with nostalgia before he withdrew from his arms and said solemnly, "I wish Wang Ye a successful victory and an early victory, I... I will wait for you to come back in the mansion."
Xiao Zhige gave him a deep look, then turned to Tiehu, and said solemnly: "Be sure to protect the princess, this is a military order!"
Tie Hu's expression changed, and he was still a little worried about not being able to go to Yanzhou, but the general's serious expression made him realize the importance of the princess, and immediately knelt on one knee on the snow: "The last general leads the order!"
"I'm leaving."
One last glance at An Changqing, Xiao Zhige strode onto his horse, and this time he did not look back.
An Changqing stood in the snow until she could no longer see Xiao Zhige's back, and then she regained her senses. Obviously there are thousands of words I want to say before, but I can see people, but I have forgotten everything. Angrily clenched his fists, An Changqing looked at the horseshoe marks on the snow and said, "Go back."
***
On the twenty-fifth of the second month, the King of the Northern War led eight hundred followers to go to Yanzhou day and night.
On the first day of the third lunar month, Yanzhou 800 li expedited a letter, and Huyan Ate, the king of Beidi Rilun, led 50,000 elites to attack Yanyun County.
On the tenth day of March, the heavy snow that had been falling on and off in Yejing for nearly a month finally stopped, the gray sky began to clear, and the snow melted, revealing the green shoots covered by the heavy snow.
Spring is finally here.
The people who had been hiding at home all day finally started to go out to shovel snow, and Jing Zhaoyin also dispatched officers and soldiers to clean up the snow, but after three or five days, almost no trace of snow was seen in Yejing City, and there were new greenery everywhere.
The porridge sheds outside the city have also been withdrawn, and there are not many rice shops and winter clothes left. An Changqing and the shop stewards calculated the accounts and found that the winter clothes, white rice and hot charcoal cost a total of 1.3 million taels of silver. Rice grains and winter clothes were sold at normal prices, and another half was used to provide relief to the victims. In this way, it's just flat, and it's worth a lot of money. On the other hand, Fo Tan made huge profits, with 15,000 catties of Fo Tan making nearly 700,000 taels of silver.
An Changqing sent rewards to the stewards before returning to the palace with Zhou Helan.
There is only one master left in the palace now, and An Changqing is not in the mansion all day long. Most of the time he is patrolling the various Zhuangzi shops outside. Even the servants in the mansion feel that after the prince leaves, the mansion is much deserted.
After An Changqing washed and changed clothes, she sat on the bed alone, touched the cold bedding, and sighed softly. Habits are a terrible thing, quietly getting you used to a person's presence, and then to his absence.
After a while, he remembered something, leaned over and opened the second cabinet by the bedside, took out the recipes and grease in it, blushed and hesitated for a while, thinking that he should have arrived in Yanzhou earlier. Someone who didn't get any news back, finally slowly followed the steps written in the recipe, step by step...
The author has something to say: Cowardly: I don't know if you have taken care of it according to the recipe
Now: ... no! (angry
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It's too late after the modification, I didn't mean to qaq
Today, I am taking care of the recipe by myself~ I will regret it very much when I know it!
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