"Well, the millet stew here is quite good."
Shen Qinghe held the ceramic bowl and liked it very much.
The so-called millet porridge is meat porridge.
It’s just made from millet.
The woman wore a wooden hairpin and an apron. Her face was covered with traces of weather and sun. She smiled and greeted, "I was worried the princess wouldn't like it. If you like it, please give me two more bowls."
“Mm, it’s delicious.”
Shen Qinghe chuckled and nodded.
She is not a picky eater.
In addition, since we live in the mountains all year round, the taste is also lighter.
A bowl of meat porridge is nice in the morning in winter.
The taste is light and warming.
After eating and drinking enough, Ning Que asked for money.
Unexpectedly, the woman refused to accept it no matter what.
"My Lord, what do you mean?"
"You've helped our family so much, I can't take it back!"
But the woman was very persistent.
Pointing to this snack street.
"We can make a living thanks to the prince's guidance, allowing us to set up a small stall in the city. If I accepted your money, how would I have the face to sell porridge here in the future?"
"But……"
"It's fine."
Ning Que smiled and held Shen Qinghe's hand.
"Okay, then I won't pay you."
"It should be."
"Let's go, let's look around."
Shen Qinghe frowned and followed behind.
Ning Que saw that she was confused and could only smile.
"Let me ask you, what are the characteristics of this street?"
“They all seem to be women.”
"Yes, their husbands are all dead." Ning Que nodded and said softly, "They all died in Hulu Valley. The pillars of the family are gone, and there are elderly parents and young children to take care of. The allowance they receive is not enough. As the saying goes, it is better to teach a man to fish than to give him a fish. So I asked the chef in the mansion to teach them some skills and set up a small stall in the city. Life is a little hard, but at least they can survive."
There is no way, the people of Jingyang are stubborn and have inherited this from their ancestors.
Direct payment will not be accepted.
This is the only way.
"Then why not pay?"
"I wouldn't accept it even if I paid." Ning Que shrugged helplessly. "Shou Bo knows this, right? He once asked someone to buy breakfast and secretly kept the money, thinking he was smart. But that night, someone threw the money into the palace, and Shou Bo thought it was a thief."
“…”
Shen Qinghe was also at a loss whether to laugh or cry.
I didn't expect this to happen.
"Come on, let's go walk around a bit more."
"From now on, all this will be your property."
"From now on, Jingyang will be your fish pond."
“…”
Shen Qinghe laughed for no reason.
I always feel that this statement is weird.
After the two of them had their fill, they took a stroll through the city. It wasn't long before someone would come up to greet them, and Ning Que would nod in response.
"Should we go back to Chang'an?"
"Um."
"The Six Arts Poetry Festival is about to begin." Ning Que smiled and explained, "The Goguryeo envoys have arrived in Chang'an ahead of time and are also joining the festival. They've reportedly brought a master versed in poetry and prose. Yu Ji was worried something might go wrong, so he asked me to go back and attend the festival."
"Goguryeo...is it going to war again?"
"Maybe."
Ning Que walked slowly and whispered, "Goguryeo has been constantly provoking Silla ever since it came to power. They're a country of insanity, arrogant from top to bottom. They're just a small country with a small population, yet they're so self-righteous. This situation is constantly evolving, and in the end, we can only fight a war."
Goguryeo is now a populist carnival.
They are unable to recognize their current situation.
I'm immersed in the feeling of winning all day long.
Even the most famous Silla maid in Goguryeo would puff out her chest with pride when she heard about the royal city of Goguryeo.
The same is true for the Liao Dynasty.
They claim to be the chosen ones.
He is the overlord of the grassland.
After defeating the Western Xia, his confidence was overflowing.
It’s actually very simple to deal with this kind of people.
Just give him a beating!
"Goguryeo..."
"I remember Junior Brother Lu seemed to be there."
"Yeah." Ning Que smiled and nodded. "Senior Brother Lu has been there for several years. I remember he said before that he wanted to go to Changbai Mountain to see if there is the legendary snow lotus snow ginseng. He should have received the news and may be on the way."
Shen Qinghe didn't say much.
Just walking in silence.
She still had some understanding of Goguryeo.
There's nothing good about that place.
Even farming is difficult.
She remembered Wan Sanqian mentioning that when this guy went to Goguryeo, he would buy either wenpi or Silla maids. Wenpi was animal skin with patterns on it, and Silla maids were Goguryeo's most valuable products.
There were many Silla slaves in Chang'an City, all of whom were sold from thousands of miles away. These women were beautiful, had fair and delicate skin, and were also multi-talented, so their prices were relatively high. The wealthy families also used the possession of Silla slaves as a gimmick.
"You don't have to worry about it."
"There won't be a fight anytime soon."
"But this battle is unavoidable."
"It's complicated overall..."
Ning Que didn't explain too much.
There must be benefits in fighting a war.
There was actually no need to attack Goguryeo.
The main purpose is to scare the enemy.
Mobilize Tian Zhongxun's troops to weaken the State of Qi.
For example, they traveled thousands of miles to attack Goguryeo, but in the end they only got very few resources. The main reason was that they were not even as good as the Liao Dynasty and were simply toads.
It's not scary, it's just disgusting!
He sits in a well and only sees the sky, and comes to make trouble when there is nothing to do.
Goguryeo often sent envoys to Chang'an.
Some people even studied the Six Arts.
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