The Dajing Army returned to the city after a great victory, and the generals gathered in the hall of the government office.
"This battle is really refreshing!"
"300,000 soldiers were forced to flee like ducks. This was the most fierce battle I have ever fought in my lifetime!"
"You didn't see the ugly faces of Xiahou Dun and Talsang. Hahaha, I want to give each of you a telescope."
"This battle was a thrilling one, and it made me feel refreshed. This great victory is perfect for celebrating the New Year."
"General Mu of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty is also a hero among men. He would not associate with the petty villains of the Northern Liang and Red North."
Yang Jin walked forward with a smile: "Your Highness, it is truly mighty. This battle will be recorded in history books as a rare victory."
Xiao Jingzhou sat in the first seat, with the blood of the enemy still on his body. The murderous aura on the battlefield had not yet subsided, adding a murderous spirit to him.
He smiled and said loudly: "This victory is due to the contributions of the soldiers.
Give the order to hold a celebration banquet for the entire army tonight! ”
...
...
When these words came out, the generals were very excited.
"Good! Good! Good!"
Everyone dispersed from the government hall, and Xiao Jingzhou returned to the backyard and ordered people to boil hot water for a bath.
…
After Jiang Zhenyu received the scroll, there was no news of Xiao Jingzhou.
She guessed that the enemy was attacking the city, which prevented him from responding to her.
Jiang Zhenyu unfolded the scroll and looked at the handsome and beautiful portrait. His pupils suddenly dilated.
She raised her eyebrows. If Xiao Jingzhou looked exactly like the portrait, then he really suited her aesthetic taste.
It’s a pity that the other party was from a thousand years ago.
She could only drool at the portrait.
…
As soon as Xiao Jingzhou came out of the bathroom, Lu Chen brought him some celebratory wine.
"Your Highness, why don't you go to the army and take a look? It's so lively."
"But with General Gu in the army, we're bound to be forced to drink."
Xiao Jingzhou chuckled and said, "I have nothing to do here, why don't you go to the army and join in the fun."
Lu Chen was delighted, put down his meal and walked out of the room.
Xiao Jingzhou divided the wine into two parts and gave one to Jiang Zhenyu.
Jiang Zhenyu took a sip of the wine and almost choked.
The liquor was bitter but sweet in the throat, but she drank it in a hurry and only tasted the spiciness.
She sighed in her heart: I'd better send her some sweet wine next time, she can't get used to such strong wine.
Xiao Jingzhou said: "Miss Jiang, this battle was a great victory, thanks to your strategy."
"If you hadn't made me form an alliance with Mu Zhao, this battle wouldn't have gone so smoothly."
Xiao Jingzhou already had a plan, but it was Jiang Zhenyu who made it clear to her, so she would not take all the credit for it.
She chuckled and said, "Congratulations, Xiao Jingzhou, you won a great victory in this battle."
"Thank you." Xiao Jingzhou heard many people's congratulations today.
But what he wanted to hear most was Jiang Zhenyu saying it himself.
This time I finally got what I wanted.
The two drank some celebratory wine and chatted until late at night, before they felt sleepy and went to bed.
The next morning.
Zhou Shuyun took the portrait and searched for the person in the garment factory.
The women of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty stood in a row, their faces compared with each other, but there was no sign of Mu Xi.
She offered a reward to everyone, and anyone who had information about Mu Xi would be rewarded handsomely.
Unfortunately, these Eastern Zhou women looked at each other and shook their heads, indicating that they had never seen it and did not know it.
There was no other way, Zhou Shuyun could only report the news truthfully to Xiao Jingzhou.
"Aunt, thank you so much for this."
Zhou Shuyun shook her head repeatedly: "I am unable to help, please forgive me, Your Highness.
But... this Miss Mu Xi, if she is no longer in Zhiyi City, she will probably be in great danger.
General Mu..."
She didn't finish the rest of her words. This was too cruel for those who were looking for their relatives.
Xiao Jingzhou sighed and said calmly: "Things in the world are unpredictable, time will give the answer."
Zhou Shuyun left the study, and Xiao Jingzhou wrote a letter and asked someone to hand it to Mu Zhao.
Eastern Zhou camp.
"Young Marshal, the Crown Prince Dajing sent someone to deliver a letter."
Song Yuan walked quickly into the big tent holding a letter.
Hearing this, Mu Zhaoteng stood up quickly, snatched the letter from his hand and unfolded it.
He unfolded the letter with great anticipation and read every word in it.
Song Yuan saw the light in his eyes slowly dim, his heart tightened, and he subconsciously held his breath.
Mu Zhao took a few steps forward with heavy steps, sat down, buried his head in his knees, and the letter in his hand slowly fell to the ground.
Song Yuan picked up the letter and read its contents carefully.
His eyes instantly turned red, and the corners of his mouth trembled: "The young lady..."
The young marshal sat on the ground, looking as if he was about to break, and he dared not say anything more.
"I have something to report!"
There was a lot of noise outside. When Song Yuan walked out of the tent, he saw Song Xing.
Just as he was about to reprimand, he thought of Song Xing going to resettle the prisoners that Chibei had detained.
At this time, Mu Zhao's voice came from the tent: "Let him in."
Song Xing strode into the big tent: "Reporting to the young commander."
“The people who came back from Chibei were crazy, they were very afraid of soldiers in armor.
They didn't dare to eat even if they were given food, and just huddled in the corner. ”
"I captured a few people and interrogated them. I learned that there were only 20,000 soldiers defending Guyan County at the beginning. After the city was captured, Hu Riwei used human flesh as food.
They were lucky enough to survive, but they were already terrified. ”
Mu Zhao raised his head from between his knees, his eyes reddened.
He said in a deep voice: "Be kind to them."
Song Xing clasped his fists and accepted the order: "Yes!"
…
Jiang Zhenyu didn't drink much last night, but he couldn't stand the high alcohol content.
She slept until the alarm rang three times before she suddenly jumped up from bed.
Deputy Director Zhang asked her to go to the museum today to handle the procedures for restoring the cultural relics.
Jiang Zhenyu took a quick shower, put on some light makeup at extremely fast speed, and changed into a professional suit before going out.
She went downstairs with a tote bag in her hand. Ling Shuang had already been waiting for her in the car.
Jiang Zhenyu got in the car carrying breakfast: "I'm going to be late."
Ling Shuang put on sunglasses and curled her lips: "Sit tight."
The car slowly stopped at the entrance of the museum.
Before getting off the car, Jiang Zhenyu looked in the mirror to check if there were any food crumbs at the corners of his mouth. Only after confirming that there was nothing wrong did he get off the car.
As the year draws to a close, the museum has a lot of things to do, so Deputy Director Zhang made preparations in advance and handled the procedures for her through special channels.
After an hour of hard work, all the procedures were finally completed.
Jiang Zhenyu knocked on the office door.
A male voice came from inside the door: "Come in."
Jiang Zhenyu pushed the door open and walked in.
Deputy Director Zhang saw her and quickly called her, "Come over and have some tea. You two, brother and sister, haven't seen each other for a long time, right?"
Only then did Jiang Zhenyu realize that there was a man sitting on the sofa.
Second Brother, congratulations.
Jiang Zhenyu nodded, sat down, and said to Deputy Director Zhang with a smile: "All the procedures have been completed, and we can participate in the restoration work after the New Year."
Deputy Director Zhang poured her some tea and said, "With you brothers and sisters in charge of the museum, I can save a lot of my heart.
Yesterday, the curator praised me highly at the conference because I was able to invite you.
It's all thanks to you. ”
Everyone likes to hear nice words, and Jiang Zhenyu is no exception.
In this industry, craftsmanship comes first.
If you have both moral integrity and artistic talent, you will never have to worry about having no food to eat.
As it happens, she has them all.
…
Jiang Zhenyu completed the formalities and did not interrupt the two people while they were discussing things.
But she couldn't help but send a message to He Tu.
[Second Brother, will your senior sister allow you to spend the New Year with her this year? 】
【roll. 】
With just one word, Jiang Zhenyu knew there was no hope.
She took a screenshot and sent it to Su Hang who was far away.
Su Hang: [Like]
Jiang Zhenyu put away her phone and went home with her bag.
There are a lot of things to do at the end of the year, so when Jiang Zhenyu returned home, he remitted some money to Su Hang.
She called Su Hang's overseas phone: "How are things going over there?"
She didn't dare talk about the topic of hot weapons on the phone, for fear that it would be leaked and cause endless trouble.
Su Hang let out a long sigh: "It's almost done. I have to go back home for the New Year."
Jiang Zhenyu said, "I sent you some money, you can buy some gifts and go out.
Give year-end bonuses to the antique shop employees. They have worked hard for a year.
Tell them that once the exhibition starts, as long as they work hard, they will get more bonuses! ”
After hanging up the phone, Jiang Zhenyu transferred another sum of money to Su Hang, noting that it was his year-end bonus.
Su Hang counted a few zeros and sent an emoticon to Jiang Zhenyu.
[Thank you, boss. You are awesome.] 】
Jiang Zhenyu curled her lips and looked through the farm's income and expenditure. This year's organic vegetables were high-end, and the profits were more substantial than in previous years.
However, the farm’s previous revenue was poor, and there was not much profit left.
Jiang Zhenyu had not originally expected to generate any revenue this year, so she sent a message to Zhang Bo, asking him to give all the remaining profits to his employees as bonuses.
She also did not forget Zhang Jingxuan, who was in charge of the logistics park, and asked the finance department to transfer some money to him.
Not long after, she received an emoticon of Hins Cheung taking out a sack to make money.
…
The New Year is coming soon, and Zhiyi City has begun to decorate with lights and colors to welcome the new year.
There are not many types of food in Zhiyi City, so Zhou Shuyun uses the existing ingredients to prepare New Year's food for her family.
Xiao Jingzhou passed by the east kitchen and smelled the fragrance of rice.
The closer he got to the east kitchen, the stronger the smell of rice became, and the people in the east kitchen were busy as hell.
Lu Chen entered the room carrying a bucket of soaked rice. When he saw Xiao Jingzhou, he asked in surprise, "Your Highness, why are you here?"
Xiao Jingzhou smiled and asked, "What are you doing?"
Lu Chen put down the bucket and said with a smile: "Let's do it again..."
When the words came to his lips, he forgot what the thing was called.
"Rice cake."
Zhou Shuyun rolled up her sleeves, held a wooden ladle in her hand, and smiled gently.
She said: “Everyone has worked hard during this period.
The New Year is coming to an end, and I want to make some rice cakes to make everyone happy. ”
Xiao Jingzhou was in the palace, and the imperial chef was best at pleasing the nobles, so all kinds of delicious food were served with great care.
But he had never heard of rice cakes.
Seeing his confused look, Zhou Shuyun explained, "This is a common New Year's food, Your Highness probably hasn't heard of it.
Even I only knew about this delicacy when Mrs. Wei mentioned it. ”
Hearing this, Wei Wanru was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly explained: "When my husband was still in high school, I helped out in a pastry shop and learned a little bit."
Xiao Jingzhou said seriously: "How do you make this rice cake? Can I try it?"
"Ah?" Wei Wanru didn't expect him to make such a request. She stood there at a loss and could only turn back to Zhou Shuyun for help.
Zhou Shuyun did not expect that His Highness would be interested in kitchen matters.
After a long while, she finally responded: “I wonder who has such good fortune to be able to receive the rice cakes made by His Highness for the first time.
This is the first prize, and everything will go smoothly in the coming year. ”
After washing his hands, Xiao Jingzhou stood beside Zhou Shuyun and learned how to make rice cakes.
Grind the soaked rice into powder, knead the powder evenly, sift out the lumps of rice powder, add white sugar powder before pressing the wooden mold, and then steam it after pouring the mold.
Xiao Jingzhou had never cooked before, and a lot of things broke when he was pouring the molds.
But he was clever and quickly mastered the technique, and from then on the rice cakes he molded became more and more round and beautiful.
Before steaming, Zhou Shuyun pinched a star anise and applied some red ink on it to form a beautiful flower.
After working for a whole day, Zhou Shuyun ordered people to distribute the rice cakes to the generals for them to taste.
After she finished explaining everything, she saw Xiao Jingzhou carrying a food box and walking towards the inner courtyard.
For some reason, the portrait that Xiao Jingzhou mentioned flashed through Zhou Shuyun's mind.
Could it be that...
She couldn't help laughing out loud.
Hearing Xiao Jingzhou's voice gradually fading away, Zhou Shuyun turned around and saw Lu Chen eating a plate of rice cakes.
These rice cakes didn't look good, so Xiao Jingzhou discarded them.
She looked at the steamer, thinking that there was still a lot left, and couldn't help sighing.
Xiao Jingzhou walked into the study room carrying a lunch box with a smile on his face.
He placed the wooden bowl on the desk and sent a message to Jiang Zhenyu.
"Miss Jiang, I have something for you to try."
When Jiang Zhenyu heard that there was something delicious to eat, he quickly agreed.
The next moment, a plate of pastries appeared on the table.
The milky white pastry, decorated with red patterns, looks like wedding cakes served at ethnic minority weddings.
Jiang Zhenyu picked up a piece and took a bite.
Sweet and soft, not greasy.
“It’s delicious!”
When Xiao Jingzhou heard the praise, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise, and he no longer felt the pain on his burned fingertips.
Just as he was about to speak, he heard Jiang Zhenyu say something shocking.
"Is anyone getting married?"
“This wedding cake is so well made!”
Xiao Jingzhou was stunned for a moment and suddenly started coughing.
Jiang Zhenyu didn't know what was going on, and asked worriedly, "Xiao Jingzhou, what's wrong with you?"
Xiao Jingzhou's face turned red from coughing. He pinched his palms hard to stop coughing.
He said softly, "Nothing."
After hearing him say that it was okay, Jiang Zhenyu didn't ask any more questions.
She ate three rice cakes in a row and said, "Xiao Jingzhou, please send me some more when someone else gets married in the future."
“It’s delicious.”
Xiao Jingzhou originally wanted to explain, but when he heard Jiang Zhenyu's praise, he forgot everything.
He was like a puppet, unable to say anything except "OK".
…
On New Year's Eve, Zhiyi City was extremely lively.
The soldiers drank wine, ate meat, and played finger-guessing games and competed in martial arts.
The people are living in harmony and joy in their families.
After Xiao Jingzhou had his New Year’s Eve dinner, he carried two jugs of wine and climbed to the north gate to admire the moon.
Drinking under the moon is a special experience.
He took out a wooden bowl and handed a pot to Jiang Zhenyu.
Jiang Zhenyu was the only one in the huge villa.
She gave the nanny a holiday and the bodyguard went back to his hometown.
Ling Shuang also went to find her brother.
Jiang Zhenyu drank and talked to Xiao Jingzhou in a casual manner.
At the end of the drink, she felt a little dizzy.
"Xiao Jingzhou, Happy New Year."
"I hope that in the coming year, your environment will be peaceful and prosperous, and there will be no war."
Xiao Jingzhou raised the corner of his mouth: "I'll borrow your good words."
After Jiang Zhenyu finished his blessings, he prepared to take a shower and rest.
A red bag popped out of the wooden bowl with a thud, which scared her.
She opened the red bag and found three gold ingots inside.
2.4 million!
Xiao Jingzhou said: "It's just a small token of my appreciation. I wish you good health and happiness in the coming year."
Jiang Zhenyu blinked his eyes, the drunkenness seemed to have disappeared.
Is this a little thought?
Give me more! she does not mind!
…
Xiao Jingzhou felt the cool breeze on the city wall, and his drunkenness was much relieved.
He returned to the house and when he put down the wooden bowl, he accidentally cut his burned fingertips and a trace of blood stained the wooden bowl.
He didn't pay much attention and walked straight to the bed.
Xiao Jingzhou took a few steps and found himself in an unfamiliar house.
The walls are milky white with beautiful patterns on them.
The beige bed was covered with a soft quilt.
The desks and chests of drawers are of novel styles.
The lights, like shooting stars, stung my eyes and hurt them.
His portrait in painting hangs on the wall.
This is?
21st century!
Xiao Jingzhou couldn't quite believe it. He thought he was dazzled and shook his head vigorously, but the scene before him didn't change at all.
He looked down and saw the blood on his fingers, which caused some pain, and all the remaining drunkenness he had disappeared.
Suddenly, Xiao Jingzhou heard the sound of water.
He walked over to where the sound came from and saw a thin layer of mist rising from the glass.
Through the glass, he could see a graceful figure.
Xiao Jingzhou was startled, and having been brought up with strict ethics, he immediately turned around.
He adhered to the principle of not looking at anything inappropriate and returned to the room the same way he came.
Xiao Jingzhou saw a door and wanted to go out, but found that he didn't know how to open it.
He heard footsteps behind him and turned slowly.
Jiang Zhenyu walked out of the bathroom and was stunned the moment she saw him.
It's because he looks exactly like the person in the portrait, and even more handsome than the portrait.
She called out tentatively: "Xiao Jingzhou?"
Xiao Jingzhou: "It's me."
After he said that, he immediately reacted: "Don't look at anything indecent, Jingzhou didn't mean it, I hope Miss Jiang won't blame me."
Hearing this, Jiang Zhenyu looked at himself.
She was wearing a bathrobe with only her calves and toes showing.
Jiang Zhenyu thought of the ancient etiquette, left him in the room, quickly ran into the cloakroom to change clothes, and wrapped himself tightly before coming out.
She walked slowly out of the cloakroom.
Their eyes met, both feeling a little uncomfortable.
Xiao Jingzhou said righteously, "Miss Jiang, don't worry.
Jingzhou is not a shameless and despicable person, and he will definitely take responsibility for clearing the girl's name. ”
Jiang Zhenyu was amused by his actions.
She had never thought that she would meet Xiao Jingzhou in this way.
What's more, the other party has to take responsibility once he speaks.
"How are you going to take responsibility?"
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