The weather gradually became colder, and the dish that Shenxianju mainly turned into hot pot. .

The water vapor of several hot pots in the lobby was vague, and the people's face was confused.

"Give me a pound of beef!"

Someone shouted, and someone went to the back, and came with a plate of beef in the afternoon.

After Hami built a garrison, the grassland is now almost the backyard of the Ming Dynasty. Anyone who wants to cross the grassland to attack the Ming Dynasty must first worry that their retreat will be cut off by Hami City.

There are no weapons on the grassland now. The Ming Dynasty's roaming near Yilibali, and even occasionally visits the abandoned city, but ignores the small tribes living in it.

From Yilibali to Nuergandusi, this land similar to that of the Ming Dynasty was full of cattle and sheep.

"Why is it cheaper? Could it be that I'm not forgetting it?"

At this time, the diners checked out at a table, and they were probably old customers, so they were very familiar with the price and felt that it was wrong when they heard it.

The guy bent down slightly and said, "The customer doesn't know that there have been many cattle and sheep sold in the north recently, many of which are raised outside the city of Peking, just waiting to be sold!"

The guest smiled and said, "Yes! Scarcity is precious, and too many cattle and sheep are not worth it. However, being able to take the initiative to reduce the price means that you are responsible, so you are good."

The diner next to him also shouted, and the guy straightened his waist and said confidently: "Whether it is the price of vegetables or meat, we will always have the lowest price here, but we can guarantee the best and will not cheat everyone."

Everyone laughed for a while and then feasted.

At this time, someone came out, but when everyone saw it, it was Mochou.

"Where is the shopkeeper Mochou going out for autumn?"

Mochou came out in a cotton robe and looked calm.

She did not wear a veil or a mask, her face was pink and white, and her black paint-like eyes swept across the lobby. The diners who wanted to laugh avoided her gaze and lowered their heads to eat embarrassedly.

Mochou came out of the Immortal House, and the carriage was already waiting.

Mochou got on the carriage and asked me to get on, and then the carriage walked slowly.

"Qin Lou is not that brave, let's talk about taking medicine... Hey, what is this?"

The carriage was re-stitched in the day before yesterday to keep warm, but now one corner of the blanket is bulging high and squirming.

Mochou covered his forehead and said, "Huanhuan... I want you tolerate him too much."

My brother said with a stern face: "Miss, the young master hasn't been on the street for a long time."

"mother."

A five or six-year-old boy crawled out under the blanket. He threw himself on Mochou's lap and raised his head to beg, "Mom, I'll go play with my sister, and there's a big dog."

Mo Chou said angrily: "I got on the carriage secretly, and I am not afraid of being kidnapped!"

She was fierce in her mouth, but she gently stroked the child's spine in her hands, just like she was coaxing him to sleep at night.

The carriage reached the avenue and the speed increased a little.

After leaving the city later, Mochou lifted up the curtain and let Huanhuan look outside.

She lived alone with Huanhuan in the immortal residence, and it was not convenient for women to show up, so Huanhuan came out to play many times.

The child was looking at the outskirts of Peking in late autumn, and Mochou was thinking about waking up far away in Jinling.

"Miss, it's a pleasure for the northerners to clean up the south! It's said that the master is a killer, and those southerners can't help."

I often hear diners talking, and there are all kinds of news, which is more informative than Qingpi’s news.

Mochou grabbed Huanhuan's neck and collar and said, "Everyone knows that if the north is cleaned up, there is no reason why the south is spared, otherwise the north and the south will be divided, and Your Majesty will definitely not do it. As for the master... those gentry are not good people."

After arriving in Fangjiazhuang, Mochou took Huanhuan to meet Zhang Shuhui and Xiaobai.

The three of them greeted each other, Wuyou took Huanhuan to play in the yard.

"Madam, how is Tudou's injury?"

Mochou is here to visit the injured potato today and bring some medicinal materials.

Zhang Shuhui smiled bitterly and said, "Fortunately, His Highness the King of Han's wounds are effective, and the wounds are scarred. The imperial doctor also invited him to see him. He said that it was very appropriate. The potatoes are small and can be removed in at most half a month."

Xiaobai went outside the door to see the two children, then came in and said, "Your Highness the King of Han trained his son like this. Tudou was still young. This time he fell off the horse. Fortunately, his bones were not broken, otherwise there would be trouble in the future."

Seeing that Zhang Shuhui's face was a little dark, she advised: "Madam, why don't you call it back? When the young master comes back, Xin Laoqi and the others can teach Tudou too."

Zhang Shuhui did not respond, and Mo Chou also advised: "The master said that he was not good at martial arts, but he had no opponents in the country when leading the army to fight. Tudou would inherit his title in the future. It would be better to let the master teach him the military strategy."

Zhang Shuhui sighed and said, "My husband said that many things depend on the child's interest. If he is not interested in leading troops to fight, his husband will not force him, so..."

Mo Chou said in surprise: "Then... wouldn't you want to thank His Highness the King of Han?"

Xiaobai smiled and said, "Isn't that true? The potato was carried by His Highness the King of Han and practiced there for a long time. When he went home every few days, his face was tanned, but it was much stronger."

Zhang Shuhui had some difficulty making a choice and said, "My husband said that Tudou will choose from him in the future, but his husband is known as a famous general of the Ming Dynasty and a sect, and Tudou is not in touch with both sides now, so he is worried!"

Xiaobai said the fastest: "Madam, the young master said there will be no war in the future."

Zhang Shuhui's sorrow dissipated instantly, and she glared at her and said, "I remember, I just wanted to find something for him, otherwise I would be a playboy."

At this time, Madam Qin came from outside. As soon as she came in, she lowered her voice, "Madam, someone just said that the master's messenger had entered Beijing."

...

A bloody dress was carried by Yu Jia, and Zhu Zhanji stood up and took a look, as if he was a little reluctant, so he turned his head over.

Yang Rong also took a look at the torn bloody clothes, which were all black on the ground that was torn by dog ​​teeth.

"...Guo Hou has been slapped in the downtown area by Xing and Bo. Jinling City is quite dissatisfied with the gentry..."

Yang Shiqi was reading a memorial, which almost arrived simultaneously with the messenger who sent the blood clothes, which showed how fast it was.

Zhu Zhanji waved his hand, and anger rose in his eyes.

"Brutality, damn it!"

The emperor's anger came quickly: "Those local officials joined forces to fool the thieves and let the thieves take the lead. Haven't Huo Yan reported it many times? Go and check it out to see who has intercepted them and find out!"

Then the emperor's anger turned to Dongchang and Jinyiwei, and Anlun and Shenyang both sent people to Anxiang County to investigate the matter.

The emperor did not hide the source of his anger, and he immediately became a rat crossing the street, the scum in the emperor's eyes.

Huo Yan's experience has also become the topic of conversation in the capital, mostly shocked.

But the next day, someone asked for illness and asked for it, which caused a fluctuation from top to bottom.

"The new Jinshi Hao Kun wrote a letter saying that he was terminally ill and wanted to return home to recuperate."

Jin Youzi's face seemed to be a little smile, and his tone was a little strange: "He was over the government, and the Ministry of Personnel arranged for him to go to Anxiang County..."

Yang Pu said in surprise: "Didn't Jian Yi ask for a trip? Why did he arrange the candidate for the magistrate of Anxiang so quickly?"

Jian Yi had been sick several times, but the emperor suppressed his disagreement.

No one knows the emperor's thoughts, but the successor is not big enough to get the emperor's eyes. It's true.

Jin Youzi continued: "Later, someone reported that Hao Kun was drinking with his friends last night, and complained after drinking, saying that he would not dare to go to Anxiang County and would rather go home to farm."

There was a silence in the room, and everyone was stunned.

After a long time, Yang Rong said, "The Anxiang must have been cleaned up, why didn't he want to go?"
Chapter completed!