When Shen Zhaozhao heard that there was a family dinner in the evening, her face turned bitter.
"If you hadn't told me earlier, I would have had some snacks."
She had been hungry for two days, so she had to feast on the family dinner.
Zhan Nanxing laughed, stretched out his hand, and scratched her nose, "You are the chef, what else does Zhao Zhao want to eat?"
Shen Zhaozhao blinked, got up from the big rock, and walked back holding Zhan Nanxing's arm.
"Where is the royal chef in the palace?"
Zhan Nanxing replied: "We haven't cleaned up those palace servants yet. I'm afraid someone might have bad intentions."
"My dear, you insist on cooking for me, and I can't stop you."
Shen Zhaozhao sighed and asked faintly, "Is father-in-law's cooking so unpalatable?"
Zhan Nanxing thought about it and gave his father some face, "I can eat enough."
Shen Zhaozhao had nothing to say, so he went around to the other side of Zhan Nanxing, opened the food box, and took some snacks to eat.
After she had taken care of all the injured on board, she mounted Zhan Nanxing's horse, leaned against him and headed for the city.
As soon as I entered the city gate, I saw rows of soldiers patrolling everywhere to maintain daily order.
The people have also resumed their normal life. All the shops along the street have opened their doors, and street vendors are also soliciting their business along the street.
Apart from the damage and bloodstains on the city walls, there was no sign that a major battle had just taken place two days ago.
Shen Zhaozhao looked at this lively scene and felt jealous.
When I left the capital, my mind was full of how to rescue Zhan Nanxing and how to establish good relations with the officials, and I didn't pay attention to these things.
Zhan Nanxing watched Shen Zhaozhao looking around, stopped his horse, and stretched out his hand.
"Zhao Zhao, do you want to walk around the street before going back?"
Shen Zhaozhao was naturally happy to do so. He held the hand he stretched out to him and was about to turn over when suddenly, Zhan Nanxing grabbed his waist.
"Ah——" Shen Zhaozhao lost his balance and consciously grabbed Zhan Nanxing.
The sky rotates.
By the time she reacted, she was already standing on the ground.
"General, you are so strong!" The owner of a jewelry store was basking in the sun at the door. The army had just entered the city, and all the dignitaries in the city were in a panic, so his shop had no business.
Come and see the sun.
The result was this scene.
Shen Zhaozhao secretly twisted Zhan Nanxing's waist muscles.
Zhan Nanxing raised his eyebrows slightly, looked at the person beside him lovingly, and walked towards the jewelry store with his arm around her, "Come to think of it, I've never given Zhao Zhao jewelry before, why don't we pick some from this store?"
There were many spoils of war in the palace, including jewelry, jade articles, calligraphy and paintings.
But he inexplicably didn't want to have things that had been used by other women worn on her body or pinned in her hair.
When the shopkeeper heard that there was a business, he immediately greeted him enthusiastically.
Thinking that the general must have received a reward and was giving something to his beloved, he would not be reluctant to spend money, so he quickly went around to the back of the hall and brought back the most exquisite jewelry in the store.
"Look everyone, these are the best dishes in our store."
Shen Zhaozhao looked at the dazzling array of hairpins, step-shaking bracelets in front of her, picked up a step-shaking bracelet at random, put it in her hair, and shook her head.
The beaded curtain on the step-shaking immediately started to make crackling sounds and a fight broke out.
Shen Zhaozhao quickly put it back.
"Do you like them?" No matter how Zhan Nanxing looked at them, he felt that these ornaments were tacky and not worthy of him.
Shen Zhaozhao shook his head. "I have to treat the wounded soldiers, so I definitely can't wear the bracelet. This hairpin is too cumbersome."
She looked around, ignoring the exquisitely crafted jewelry and pointing to a row of plain gold hairpins behind the counter.
"I want that one."
The shopkeeper was disappointed, because he opened a jewelry store, and the most profitable thing was making these exquisite jewelry.
But everyone was a guest, so he went over enthusiastically and pointed at the row of gold hairpins on display, "Which one do you think it is?"
Shen Zhaozhao pointed and said loudly, "The thickest and heaviest one!"
"Ah?" The shopkeeper was stunned and looked at Zhan Nanxing.
"Pfft——" Zhan Nanxing couldn't help laughing, "The one, the thickest and heaviest."
The shopkeeper took out a simple hairpin and handed it over.
Zhan Nanxing took it and pinned it on Shen Zhaozhao's bun.
Shen Zhaozhao smiled, "Okay, okay, it's very substantial."
The shopkeeper smiled apologetically, thinking that this girl might have just come to Beijing from the countryside and didn't understand the fashion trends among Beijing girls.
Isn't it true that the more intricate and exquisite the patterns on jewelry are, the better?
Such crude but easy-to-redeem hairpins are usually sold to brothel mamas...
He was thinking about whether to remind the couple in front of him, when he saw Shen Zhaozhao took the hairpin, brought it to his mouth, and bit it with his silver teeth.
The movements are quite skillful.
"That's it!" Shen Zhaozhao was very satisfied.
Zhan Nanxing didn't say much, he took out a gold ingot and threw it to the shopkeeper.
The shopkeeper quickly continued.
The entrance is heavy.
He silently swallowed the words that were on the tip of his tongue, and happily escorted the person out of the store.
As long as people are happy.
Shen Zhaozhao took Zhan Nanxing to the jewelry store, turned around, and handed the hairpin to Zhan Nanxing, "Put it on for me."
Zhan Nanxing chuckled, "I just made the hairpin for you, why do you need to bring it here?"
While saying this, he still took the hairpin and put it in her hair.
"Who knows if it's real gold? You should be careful with expensive things." Shen Zhaozhao said, shaking his head, feeling the weight of the hairpin, "Does it look good?"
Zhan Nanxing looked at the ordinary hairpin and coaxed her with a smile: "It looks good."
Shen Zhaozhao was showing off. He took Zhan Nanxing's arm and deliberately stopped riding the horse. Instead, he let him lead the horse while they ate and drank at the vendors' shops along the way.
When Shen Zhaozhao returned to the Zhan family's old house, he was full.
The two of them held hands and walked side by side through the gate and towards the flower hall.
"Tell me, if I don't eat anything later, am I being disrespectful to my father-in-law?"
"No, Zhao Zhao is fine as long as you like."
"Then how about I go to the kitchen and add one or two dishes?"
Before Zhan Nanxing answered, the talking in the hall stopped.
“Cough cough cough!”
Shen Zhaozhao turned her head and saw Cao Ya sitting in the first seat on the left, winking at her.
“Sister Cao has sand in her eyes.” Since everyone is so familiar with each other, Shen Zhaozhao is not polite.
Cao Ya rolled her eyes, pursed her lips, and motioned for her to look across.
Shen Zhaozhao then turned around.
On the seat on the right sat someone she didn't know.
An old man with white hair and beard, and a middle-aged man.
On the last chair was a lady who was looking at her with tears in her eyes. Oh, no, looking at her.
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