Gong fight?Niang Niang, she dominated the cold palace by farming

Chapter 171 Xu Cheng Attends the Banquet
Xu Ji turned his body slightly to avoid blocking Song Qingzhai's line of sight. Song Qingzhai smiled slightly and raised his hand to stop him. From his position, he could see clearly.

The Beihu man wore clothes made of animal skins, with his right arm outstretched, with ferocious animal tattoos on his arm, a red cloth strip tied on his head, bronze-colored skin, and knotted muscles. He waved a steel knife in his hand, silently Forward.

But when they arrived at the bushes, there was a sudden exclamation, and some of them had disappeared out of thin air.

The generals stretched their necks hastily, and someone breathed a sigh of relief, "It turns out there is a trap here."

Those Beihu people who didn't fall into the trap only hesitated for a moment, and then rushed forward again, but some of them were tripped to the ground by the tripping rope hidden in the bushes.

After finally struggling to stand up, he continued to charge forward, but the arrows rained down like a rain, and half of the people fell into the rain of arrows.

The sound of wailing suddenly rang out.

Zhan Qingyun clenched her fists excitedly, turned to Xu Ji and said, "Princess, can we go out and take the prisoners?"

"Wait a little longer," Xu Ji said lightly, "It's not over yet."

The bewildered Beihu people helped their injured companions to retreat, but they didn't expect that the edge of the bushes suddenly opened a crack, letting them all slip through.

Xu Ji pouted, "It's only two-tenths of the time."

The generals were shocked, "Could it be that there is an ambush from here to the wall?"

"Yeah," Xu Ji nodded slightly, "However, it's a confidential matter, so I won't tell you. I will send someone to capture the prisoners later, and I won't care about the subsequent interrogation."

Song Qingzhai stood up, "Guan Song, you stay to deal with the follow-up matters, and the rest will go to Xucheng with me for the banquet."

July and a half have passed, and seeing that autumn is already cool, the time for the once-a-month slaughter has come again.

Guo Shun had finished dividing the beef, sheep, chicken, duck and other meat that should be distributed, and the rest was sent to the princess's mansion and handed over to Nanny Wen for disposal.

Although there is no ice, there is a cellar in the princess mansion, and the meat can be kept fresh for several days in it.

Sister Wen didn't get the news that Xu Ji was going to treat her until it was almost noon, so she hurriedly ordered people to get ready.

By the way, I also picked a hundred green corns.

It was already dark when Xu Ji and others arrived, and they could already smell the tempting fragrance before entering the city.

Hu Lie couldn't help swallowing his saliva, "This is the smell of meat! I haven't smelled such a strong smell of meat for many years!"

Xu Ji explained: "The meat is distributed today, and everyone in the city gets the meat. Many people have to cook it immediately, so the taste is strong."

All the generals are envious, who in the border gate does not lack oil and water in their stomachs?It would be great if one day I could eat meat like this...

If they can eat meat, their fighting power will increase tenfold!
Because of the large number of people who came, the banquet was placed in the small square outside the princess' mansion, with eight round tables set up.

Except for the smaller tables of Xu Ji and Song Qingzhai, each table can seat ten people.

Each table has ten hot dishes, six cold dishes, a pot of soup, and a small wooden barrel of staple food.

Although several dishes are made of large pieces of meat, they are not simply steamed and cooked. They are all cooked by Madam Wen with great care.

There is also a jar of peach wine on each table, which is sweet, mild and not intoxicating, and is not afraid of trouble.

The generals were reserved first, and when Xu Ji and Song Qingzhai put down their chopsticks first, they immediately became turbulent.

The dining table seems to have become a battlefield, and no one is willing to give in.

(End of this chapter)