Jinghua little cook

Wei San frowned: It's better to buy a house as early as possible.

"This is the end of the matter, Ah Ling should stop looking elsewhere. It seems that there are houses for sale at the foot of the mountain on the other side."

Bean Sprout felt that her words were powerless, and her A-Ling didn't respond at all.
It's like... the last dead leaf on an autumn tree, it's about to fall when the wind blows.

By the afternoon of the second day, Lu Xiling hadn't come out of another emo where the love room in her dream was also lost, but Bai Fengzhi came to congratulate her.

"Are there good news from the border?" Lu Xiling's eyes lit up.

Bai Fengzhi took a sip of sweet-scented osmanthus tea, her mouth was full and she shook her head.

"That's..." Lu Xiling didn't like guessing the most, she leaned on her chin and waited for the little princess to reveal the secret.

Waiting for a sip of tea with osmanthus honey to flow into his stomach, Bai Fengzhi happily said: "Father is coming to eat with you!"

Lu Xiling was stunned for a moment.

That's it?

"Isn't that enough? Do you know that my father has never eaten other people's crafts except for the food made by Shangshi Bureau, let alone go to restaurants."

What a big deal it is for the emperor to go to restaurants, it's like a walking billboard.

Lu Xiling treated this matter indifferently, which really puzzled Bai Fengzhi.

But looking at the lively atmosphere in the lobby in a blink of an eye, Bai Fengzhi came to his senses.

Even if her father doesn't come, her business is still booming and thriving. If she comes, it will be icing on the cake at best?
But is that the point?

Bai Fengzhi clasped the table with one finger and said, "Did my father come here because he wanted to eat? It is obvious that he is here for you!"

Bai Fengzhi squinted her eyes.

Lu Xiling didn't take it seriously.

It is understandable to say that marriage is a matter of two families, but it is still two people who live together.

Her identity and character are here, is there anything to hide?

Emperor Qing's willingness to come to see her meant that he recognized Lu Xiling's identity as the county magistrate, but what about his character?
I heard that Bai Erlang's mother was also extremely handsome, gentle and amiable back then, completely opposite to her narrow and direct temperament.

But if you want her to change?

She was right again, why change her mind.

Bai Fengzhi held her mouth shut: I dare say she was just worrying blindly, and she was hoping to make her future sister-in-law happy, so that she could get a big red envelope during the Chinese New Year.

Thinking of the red envelope, Bai Fengzhi chuckled.

Lu Xiling turned her head to look at her, and saw that Bai Fengzhi was getting smaller and more fierce, and her upper body was lying on the dining table.

Lu Xiling was surprised: what is so happy about it?
She had heard a legend before. It was about that after the wedding night, a pair of newlywed sugar people suddenly disappeared from the kitchen. It was only then that the newly married bride suddenly realized.

Because the bride laughed like Bai Fengzhi, the mother asked her what she was laughing at, and the bride said: "No wonder someone's tongue was so sweet on the wedding night."

When Lu Xiling read this, she wondered if the jokes of the ancients were really that low, but looking at Bai Fengzhi now, she seemed to have confirmed it.

Bai Fengzhi hilariously said: "Where did my sister-in-law see the joke, it is really cramped!"

The little princess blushed while laughing, but she didn't know whether she blushed because of laughter, or because she was ashamed by Lu Xiling's sneer.

Or is it both?
After all, isn't peach blossom drunk just sweet?

Lu Xiling pursed her lips.

This idiot didn't know what wine he was drinking before he left. He was so stupid, and he didn't know how to lead the army to fight.

"Wars are my second brother's housekeeping skill! My second brother not only fights, but also wins!"

Bai Fengzhi jumped up against the table, and the startled diners all looked over.

Fortunately, the diners didn't hear anything about the second brother, and they were only thinking about the war, which is a hot topic right now.

Even if Lu Xiling hadn't received Bai Ye's letter, listening to their analysis of the battle situation every day was very clear.

But their news is lagging behind.

For example, when diners were talking about how mighty the soldiers of the Great Zhou Dynasty were, they didn't know that an elite group brought by Bai Ye had been trapped in Baisha Ridge for half a month.

The idea of ​​the king of Northern Xinjiang in the early days was very good.

Use the king of Chu to lure the tigers and drive the wolves away, let the iron-blooded wolf king of the Great Zhou and the overlord of Qingzhou kill both sides, so that northern Xinjiang can rely on its trade relationship with the Western Regions to survive on the edge of Shu, and even say You can take advantage of the unpreparedness to enter the Central Plains.

But can things really go as he imagined?

not at all.

But the strength of the King of Northern Border cannot be underestimated by Da Zhou.

The injury on Bai Ye's left arm is the best proof.

"Your Highness, the food brought out is only enough for these two days." He Ping pursed his pale lips.

He hadn't eaten or watered all day and night. Under such a harsh environment, as a lieutenant general, he naturally wanted to leave the last bite of food to the general.

Because only a general can lead them out of the devil's domain.

That's right, those sand riders are simply devils.

I don't know when the new weapon was researched, and it can shoot hundreds of miles away. If their highness hadn't moved forward with scarecrows to test their way forward, they would have died in Baishaling long ago.

Bai Ye looked around, surrounded by vast expanse of yellow sand, he could only vaguely see the verdant green in the sky.

The abundance of water and grass at the end is an oasis between heaven and earth. As long as they can survive the wind and sand of the wolf, they can regain the water source.

But the location of the water source is also the territory of the King of Northern Xinjiang.

Bai Ye felt exhausted like never before. Half of the armor on his chest was shattered, and the exposed scars were still faintly glaring dark red.

He won the bet on breaking out of the encirclement and turning the tiger away from the mountain. At least the most proud subordinates of the King of Northern Xinjiang have turned into a mountain of corpses under his feet, but I don't know what happened to Hezhi and the others?Has it broken through the pass and occupied the city under the territory of Northern Xinjiang?

The one in front covered by the yellow sand is the king of the northern border, and if the king of the northern border can come out to fight in person, even if he dies, Bai Ye feels that it is a worthy death.

But he didn't come to die.

"Today is the Double Ninth Festival. The capital must be brightly lit. Maybe the common people are eating Double Ninth Cakes." He Ping leaned against the stone wall.

With such a bow and crossbow, it would be easy for the sand cavalry of Beijiang to shoot them, but the king of Beijiang did not do so.

He Ping thought angrily, this is to watch them surrender, watch them prostrate at his feet, and watch them suffer after losing their last drop of water.

But they don't!
He Ping secretly bit the corner of his mouth, drank a drop of blood, and his face finally eased a bit: "It seems to be eating pomegranates at home."

Under the starry sky, He Ping fell asleep tired, hoping that in his dream there would be pomegranates, the capital city, Hu Xuanwu, beautiful women with good wine, and a table full of sumptuous dishes.

This night, many people longed to have such a dream.

The same is true for Bai Ye, who hasn't been able to take a good rest for several months. Tonight, he finally had his first dream, which was also about pomegranates.