food color and fragrance

Chapter 325
At this time, Zhong Xingyan was leading thousands of soldiers to work in the wasteland of Xixia.

Kill the sheep for the people of this place, and the head of the sheep will belong to them;
Help the people here to reclaim wasteland, and they collect a small amount of food;
Follow the hunters here to hunt together, and share a quarter of the prey you get with the guides.

Therefore, every time the army went to a place, it would stop for a few days. Zhong Xingyan ordered that they never stay in one place for more than three days. will be much less.

Can't they all be killed?Otherwise, what would the nomadic people eat?
Walking to the nearest fire, fiddled a few times with the knife in his hand, threw out a bag of grass leaves, split it open with a knife, and it was a roasted sheep's head.Even though there wasn't much meat on it, Zhong Xingyan still held it in his hands and gnawed happily.

"If my daughter-in-law is here, she will definitely be able to cook delicious food." Zhong Xingyan grinned joyfully as a Sanskrit sound popped out of his mind.

It's just that if Sanskrit was here, she would definitely scream.

Because at this time, Zhong Xingyan was no longer dressed as a general in armor, surrounded by torn sheepskin, his hair was tied up in a bun like thatch, his beard was full of beard, and his skin was tanned to the color of earth wall. The tenderness of longing in those eyes is so deep.

Thinking of the Sanskrit sound, Zhong Xingyan summoned the chief guard beside him, "Is there any news from Beijing?"

"My subordinates just received a letter saying that the emperor is seriously ill, and it may not be long before the crown prince refuses to allow his family to leave the palace, Yu Wenxin and Zhong Erye killed Fang Qingyuan, and..."

"What else?" Zhong Xingyan looked at him sideways, "How is my wife?"

"It should be pretty good, right?" The chief guard wasn't sure, Zhong Xingyan was a little anxious, "What do you mean it should be pretty good? Did something happen? She is a pregnant woman, so she must not be sloppy. What is wrong with this Wang Wenwu?" What the hell, I didn’t write the message clearly.”

"Look for yourself." The chief guard coughed twice, took out the letter and handed it over.

Zhong Xingyan snatched it up anxiously, and saw that the next few pages were all about the fourth grandma going to her natal home, the eldest aunt's house, and meeting Mrs. Zhao, but more of them were about how the fourth grandma scolded her man, and even more so. Everything is written on the letter.

The more Zhong Xingyan watched, the more joyful he became, the louder the louder his joy, the wild laughter echoed in the wilderness, making the soldiers think that the general was stimulated by something.

"Is there something wrong? The general hasn't laughed for a long time."

"Look at the general's crazy look, is it because we are going to fight again?"

"I've been collecting sheepskins recently, and it's probably coming soon."

"Look, look, the general laughed..."

Zhong Xingyan squatted on the ground holding the letter and couldn't help laughing. The chief guard thought something happened to him, so he hurriedly reported to Zhong Xingqi.

Zhong Xingqi ran over in a hurry, but saw Zhong Xingyan standing up from the ground, "What are you crazy about? Is something going on in Beijing?"

"There is indeed something to do." Zhong Xingyan held the letter in his hand, compared it for a long time, only showed the first page to Zhong Xingqi, kissed and kissed the last two pages, and then stuffed them into his arms.

"What are you afraid that I will see it? You are sneaky, I don't bother to look at your things." Zhong Xingqi turned to look at the content of the letter, and when he saw the names of Zhong Xinglian and Yu Wenxin, his brows could not help but frown.

Zhong Xingyan chuckled, "Of course I won't let you read it. The following is about my wife. Return it to me quickly after reading it. There is my wife's words in the last line."

Zhong Xingqi subconsciously looked at the last line "Zhong Xingyan is a stinky bastard", his face twitched, and seeing Zhong Xingyan's smile, he couldn't bear it, "It's really cheap, I can still laugh when I see you scolding you So happy."

"Of course I laughed happily. If she can scold me, it means that she is in good health. I wish she could scold me every day." Zhong Xingyan restrained his smile, pointed to the letter and began to discuss seriously with Zhong Xingqi, "What do you think about these news? What do you think?"

Zhong Xingqi knew that he was asking about Zhong Xinglian. At the beginning, Zhong Xingyan refused to accept military supplies, and the two had a big fight over this matter, and even shook their fists. Looking at it now, maybe what he did was right?

"What do you think? You are the chief general, so you can decide. Why am I still farting here?" Zhong Xingqi stuffed the paper into Zhong Xingyan's arms, turned and left.

Zhong Xingyan quickly spread out the paper, looked at the word "bastard" at the end, and smiled again.

Kissed lightly, carefully put it into the pocket of his bosom, continued to hold the sheep's head and started to chew.

In the middle of September in the lunar calendar, the first light snow fell in the capital
Sanskrit leaned against the window and watched the snowflakes fall slowly, stroking her swollen belly, seven months pregnant, but she was a little powerless, her arms and legs were swollen like big fat radishes. pit.

Now without someone to support her, it is difficult for her to get out of bed and walk.

How big is this guy in the belly?Why is this body shape only seven months old, wouldn't it take a lot of effort to give birth to him?
Fanyin was thinking about it, when his stomach was kicked a few more times, with a "hiss", Fanyin snorted and looked at his stomach, "Stinky boy, kick me? See how I hit you when you come out!"

"Ouch!"

Being kicked again, Sanskrit rolled his eyes and had nothing to do.

Supporting her body with her hands and trying to straighten her waist, Caiyun hurried over to help her when she saw it, "Fourth Grandma, what are you going to do? Go slave, tell me."

"I just want to sit up, and my waist hurts." Fanyin looked at Caiyun's anxious look, and comforted him: "I'm fine, you don't have to make such a fuss, you guys stare at me every night without sleeping. I, I haven't waited to be born yet, I have ruined all of you."

Because of the shadow of Shen Yuniang's seven-month premature birth, Mother Feng and the maids were very concerned, fearing that something would happen to Sanskrit.

Caiyun didn't listen, "The slaves and servants can listen to you about other things, but this is not the only thing that can't be done. Yesterday, Mother Feng made it clear that the weather is cold, so you must not be allowed to catch cold at this time."

"I've been covered like a bear, how can I be cold?" Fanyin looked at the flesh all over his body, "How can I lose weight after giving birth?"

"Don't think about losing weight, you should think about it after these two months."

Mother Feng came in from the outside, holding the snack prepared for Fanyin, put it aside, and said to Fanyin: "Song Ancheng is outside, are you seeing him now?" For more than two months, he worked as a husband in the head of the Ministry of Industry.

It's just that Fang Jingzhi has a very bad problem, drinking too much.

If there is no class on the second day, he will definitely get himself drunk.

The head of the Ministry of Industry and Yang Zhiyuan are close friends, so Fang Jingzhi's drunken appearance is more tolerant. Fortunately, Fang Jingzhi is a very responsible gentleman. He will not show this state in front of the students, and he will do his best to teach. .

After Fanyin learned of his return, he asked Wang Wenwu to look for his whereabouts. Then Song Ancheng stared at him, and didn't take the initiative to disturb him. He just told Fanyin about Fang Jingzhi's situation every once in a while.

"Let Song Ancheng come in." Fanyin didn't know how he felt when he thought of Fang Jingzhi. He thought about finding a chance to wake him up, but thinking about the problems of the Xia family by himself, maybe it would be more painful to face it soberly?That's why he is willing to let himself forget?

Song Ancheng came in from the outside, saluted Fanyin first, and directly reported Fang Jingzhi's current situation without saying any polite words.

"...Mr. Fang fell down on the street after getting drunk yesterday, and the only scattered money left on him was also snatched by beggars. Fortunately, he was not injured. He just went to the head of the Ministry of Industry for class today, and was ridiculed by the head's wife. I also said that asking him to be Mr. Yue is for Master Yue's face, otherwise he will never be allowed, Mr. Fang will just resign."

"Please resign?"

Fanyin was surprised at first, but after thinking about it, it was not surprising.

Although Fang Jingzhi didn't have a violent temper, he had a strong arrogance about him.

"Then where is he going now?" Sanskrit asked again, and Song Ancheng shook his head helplessly, "He was still drinking in that rented hut. If you go down, I'm afraid your body will collapse."

"Did father think of other ways to help him?"

Sanskrit sighed helplessly, and Song Ancheng said, "Master Yue is supposed to be helping him, but with the taunt from the wife of the head of the Ministry of Industry, now he refuses anyone who comes to invite him, even if it is not Master Yue. Those who were arranged, but those who really wanted to ask were all rejected."

"Abandon yourself."

Sanskrit didn't know what other words could sum up Fang Jingzhi's current situation, "Let's do this first, and see what he will do when he has no money, can't buy wine, and can't buy food to survive."

Song Ancheng was a little surprised, "Just look at it like this?"

"Just look at it like this." Sanskrit's tone was firm, "Broken and self-reliant, he has fallen to the lowest point now, whether he can really stand up depends on himself, and no one can help."

Song Ancheng went down first after receiving the order, Fanyin felt a little uncomfortable when he heard the news, why didn't he feel happy?
That stinky bastard, when on earth did you get a message?
in the palace.

Prince Chen Zerui held the second memorial presented by Zhong Xingyan with a bright smile. There were two contents on it.

Chen Zerui read this memorial over and over again, and even read it for Emperor Chonghua several times before taking it to his sick bed.

Emperor Chonghua's appreciation made Chen Zerui even more excited, and he generously rewarded those around him.

The Crown Princess quietly suggested, "Your Highness, the person you should reward the most should be Mrs. Zhong..."

"Yes, the person I should reward most should be Yang Huailiu!" Chen Zerui waved his hand, "Prepare chariots and horses, I will go to the Zhong Mansion to reward her in person, Zhong Xingyan, Zhong Xingyan, you are really tough, Ben The Palace is counting on you!"

　Eat, eat, eat~~~~~ The second update will send (*^__^*) hee hee...

　　
　
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