69 Diverting the trouble to the east
◎Liu Che: The position is stable.◎
Huo Yan returned to his home in Chang'an. He walked back and forth in the wind and sand, and when he was spotted returning with Wei Qing, he knew something was amiss. He wanted to run, but under Wei Qing's gentle gaze, Huo Qubing was submissive, let alone him.
A gentle knife, each one of which cuts someone's life.
Huo Yan had already put on a thick face and started to accept his journey of being criticized, but this time Wei Qing did not take them directly to the three-party trial, but only put them under house arrest.
"No, why? This is not good, isn't it? Uncle won't let us go to see my uncle? Isn't my uncle angry? We are sneaking across the border!"
Huo Yan was writhing on his bed like a maggot, muttering, "That's too cruel! It broke my defenses!"
The Wei Mansion became larger and larger because of Wei Qing's growing contributions. Wei Qing loved these two boys and reserved the two largest rooms in the east and west of the mansion for them, which were located opposite each other.
The room was spotless, with the neatness and tidiness characteristic of a soldier. There were no extraneous ornaments, just a desk, a bookshelf, and a weapons rack. A few books and an oil lamp sat on the desk. Dozens of topographical maps, drawn on white paper, hung on the walls. The words "Hunnu" (Hsiung-nu) were written in bold, powerful strokes, penetrating the paper. A few pieces of clothing hung by the headboard. Apart from the priceless tortoise-shell bed, the room was so neat and tidy it almost looked like a snow cave.
Huo Yan, with a messy head of hair, stood up and rolled off the bed. Unable to bear looking at the whole scene, he crawled to the window in the dark, then clenched the window frame to harass Huo Qubing who lived opposite.
"Huo Qubing, please pay attention to me, but no one pays attention to me! I'm lonely! I want to go out! Brother, brother, brother~"
The Wei residence had few attendants, many of whom were former Wei Qing soldiers who were injured and unable to go to the battlefield, and their parents. Huo Yan and Huo Qubing were often confined, but they usually followed Wei Qing's instructions, delivering meals on time, chatting with the two children, and checking the door locks when they went out for a stroll. So today, when Huo Yan yelled outside and checked the door locks, his old servant was already accustomed to it. Whenever the young master was annoyed by being locked up, he would bother his brother.
The old servant did not stop Huo Yan. He just pulled up his drooping eyelids and walked away leisurely.
Huo Yanba was leaning against the window, and when he saw him, he smiled. His pretty face seemed to glow in the sunlight, and he was extremely cheerful. He shouted to him, "Weng Weng, can you bring me and my brother some dried pear soup later? The one with dates and no honey, and the one with honey!"
The old servant sighed and rubbed his ears.
"Young Master, I'm not Chen. I have very good ears!"
Huo Yan's smile remained unchanged after realizing he had recognized the wrong person. "Then can you bring me the pear soup, please, Weng Weng?"
There was a large pear tree in the courtyard of the Wei Mansion. Huo Yan watered it daily, and this year it finally bore fruit. As autumn approached, Huo Yan became obsessed with stewing the pears, muttering to himself every day beneath the tree. Unfortunately, he only ate them once or twice before Huo Qubing foolishly tricked him into eating sand for two or three months. Now, in early October, he returned, and the pears had all turned to dried pears. Huo Yan was vexed. Not content with just munching on dried pears, he demanded dried pear soup, vowing to make up for what he hadn't recovered. Even being locked up since his return couldn't stop him from munching on pears. He leaned against the window, puffed up his face, and begged the elderly family to stew them for him.
The old servants in the house were all old and treated him and Huo Qubing as their own children. They liked them to eat more. As soon as he acted coquettishly, he would put the dried pears in the pot as soon as he came back and cook a big pot. Everyone in the house drank the sweet juice and tasted the beauty of autumn harvest and winter storage.
As expected, the old servant smiled with a smile on his face and sighed loudly.
"Wait, young master."
Huo Yan was happy.
"Weng Weng loves me."
[Ayan, what's your surname?]
[Baby, you are a real baby, do you want to add bird's nest?]
[Waving handkerchief~]
[I want to eat pears, I want to eat pears~]
Huo Yan ignored the group of people who were making fun of him and even made trouble in the room where Huo Qubing was.
"Pay attention to me, brother, brother, please don't ignore me, it's not good, it's not a real man!"
Huo Qubing listened to everything he said in the room for a long time and stopped looking at the drawings. It was not that he felt his interest was disturbed, but he just thought it was cute. He couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips, put down the Xuanyuan plow model in his hand, carefully avoided Huo Yan's small inventions that were piled up on the ground, and pushed open the window.
Since he was at home, he dressed simply, wearing only a loose, soft, snow-blue coat embroidered with a branch of peach blossoms, and a green robe draped over his back. His dark hair was half-loose and half-tied up with only a jade hairpin, and a lot of hair fell on his shoulders.
He was usually neat and tidy, his words and actions all with the sharpness of a soldier, like a sword, sharp and imposing. But now, as he opened the window, his expression relaxed, as if he had stolen a moment's leisure. But the clothes he was wearing belonged to Huo Yan.
In order to make them uncomfortable, Wei Qing specially asked them to switch rooms.
Huo Yan and Huo Qubing looked at each other, and then couldn't help but frown.
"Brother is very handsome."
Huo Qubing was not used to the wide sleeves, but he still curled his lips slightly when he heard his praise.
"You look very handsome today too."
The two of them leaned against each other's windows and chatted casually.
They talked about all sorts of things.
Huo Yan and Huo Qubing had a tacit understanding.
Liu Che will summon them tomorrow at the latest. After the official business is handled, he will deal with the private matters.
It’s a good thing not to go out now, because uncle’s bamboo stick and mother’s slap are waiting for them.
There are enemies outside.
They are indeed Liu Che's good sons. If they say they will come the next day, it will be the next day.
The next day, Liu Che left the Eastern Court and told them to go over. At that time, Huo Yan was still sleeping soundly.
As a night owl who likes to spend his time alone, he worked all night last night to make a self-heating kettle that can warm water for military supplies. He also revised the medicinal recipes of Huo Qubing and Wei Qing. He closed his eyes with the help of medicine when it was just dawn. Now, of course, he was too sleepy to open his eyes. No matter how the servants who summoned him banged on the door, he didn't say a word.
Seeing this, Huo Qubing casually put on a piece of clothing and stepped forward to stop the servants of Weiyang Palace from knocking on the door. The old servant who often watched Huo Yan's door was trembling as he was about to take out the key to unlock the door, but Huo Qubing snatched it away. He took the key and broke into the door. He knew Huo Yan's habit of burning sleeping incense, so he covered his mouth and nose and carried the sleeping Huo Yan out horizontally.
Huo Yan was wearing a thin nightgown and was barefoot. He shivered at the turn of autumn and winter, which made him look even thinner. He was dreaming that he had failed to save his brother and was about to collapse. He was woken up in a daze by the wind.
When he looked up, he saw Huo Qubing holding him, fleeing towards his room as if for his life, and then wrapping him in clothes, layer after layer. He confusedly thought it was Huo Qubing's spirit coming back to him, rubbed his eyes, and looked at Huo Qubing almost greedily, tears streaming down his face. He couldn't help but reach out and touch Huo Qubing's face, a mixture of joy and sorrow, only tears trickling down his temples.
"Ayan, you had a nightmare and you were talking nonsense."
Huo Qubing didn't like him crying, but he cried so miserably, as if he had lost his soul. Finally, the young man sighed, raised his hand gently, touched Huo Yan's forehead, and checked his temperature.
"I'll go alone. You can get some more sleep, sweetheart."
When Huo Yan saw Huo Qubing's face suddenly enlarged and heard the familiar voice of "Ayan", he suddenly grabbed Huo Qubing's hand. His uncombed black hair hung limply on his forehead, his face was as white as floating snow, and his eyes were black and watery, but red, like a rabbit.
"Are you here to blame me?"
He laughed as he spoke.
Huo Qubing heard this and asked, "It was you who put the herbs in my pear soup, right? It's okay, brother, don't be angry."
Huo Yan's head was buzzing now.
Huo Qubing was a little worried.
Just as he was about to explore again, Huo Yan gently held his face. His cheeks were warm. Huo Yan's heart suddenly started beating wildly, and then he sprinkled a handful of the calming incense he usually used directly at Huo Qubing. Huo Qubing quickly dodged, but Huo Yan threw another handful. Not only did he throw the powder, he also sprinkled it into his incense burner with a strange laugh, filling the room with smoke and fog.
"Why are you running? You're staying right here. You're not going anywhere."
Huo Yan's words were overbearing, but in reality, he was clinging to Huo Qubing's thighs tightly. Huo Qubing felt that Huo Yan was like a beautiful snake, and he was entangled, the snake waiting for its venom to take effect and trap him. Huo Qubing knew that he should just kick Huo Yan away, but he couldn't bear to do so. In the end, out of remorse, he voluntarily let his younger brother knock him down, leaning against the headboard.
My younger brother is getting crazier and crazier.
When he lost consciousness, he felt that he should kick Huo Yan.
Damn thing.
Huo Yan felt comfortable. He checked his brother's breathing and felt happy. Then he covered himself with the quilt half-consciously and took a nap next to Huo Qubing.
His brother had just regained consciousness, and his spirit was unstable. He couldn't let anyone else know, not even Liu Che. It was safest for him to protect him closely.
The servants of Weiyang Palace were waiting anxiously. When they entered Huo Yan's room, they saw Huo Yan with a pale face, leaning his forehead against Huo Qubing and taking a nap. Suddenly, Huo Yan opened his eyes, and his bright red tongue was exposed, like a beautiful snake.
“Get out!”
The servants were so frightened that they all retreated.
Then the beautiful snake in the room came to her senses, covered her face and smiled bitterly, "Oh my god!"
Don't blame me, it's the dream's fault.
[Yan'er, what's wrong with you?]
[What have you done to my baby!]
[You're crazy! Like a dank man ghost!]
[It's quite exciting, and my brother Yan's taste is authentic.]
…
Huo Yan put on some clothes casually and walked out of the house. It was already bright outside and they had already missed the time when Liu Che wanted them to go.
Huo Yan slowly tucked his cuffs, then told the old servant at home to tell Huo Qubing that he had passed away when he woke up, and told him not to worry.
"Minister Huo, this is His Majesty."
Huo Yan glanced coldly at the servant who spoke, and then quickly returned to his usual kindness.
"Oh, when the time comes I'll tell my uncle, don't be afraid, let's go."
The young man excitedly pulled the servants away, as if the look just now was all an illusion.
In the Weiyang Palace.
Liu Che remained calm, clearly knowing the whole story. Wei Qing tucked his sleeves in, clearly having told him everything.
The faces of the several close ministers and the attendant below each had different expressions, worry, blame, and indifference. All these emotions were poured into Huo Yan when he entered the room.
Huo Yan, however, still had that indifferent look on his face, and with his usual double-faced attitude, he strode into the Weiyang Palace. Without waiting for Liu Che to say anything, he took out a cushion from his arms and knelt down on it.
"Uncle, this is all my fault! I shouldn't have thought of poisoning the Xiongnu king to save Master Zhang Qian! Uncle, I almost didn't get to see you!"
He called out "Uncle", crawled forward on his knees crying, and put his head on Liu Che's lap.
"My brother and I were chased by the Huns. Thanks to my brother's desperate protection, I was able to come back alive!"
Liu Che was already full of anger, but when he saw his pitiful appearance, he couldn't bear it anymore.
This kid and Qubing, his precious children whom he loved deeply, had never suffered such hardship before.
"Ayan has suffered a lot, but it's not painful anymore!"
Seeing the momentum building, Huo Yan immediately took advantage of it, leaning into his arms and continuing his fake tears. He kept complaining about not having enough to eat or wear, complaining about every grievance he felt, making everyone present look at Wei Qing with a sidelong glance. Even Wei Qing, no matter how thick-skinned he was, knew Huo Yan was begging Liu Che for more military funds. He cupped his fists and coughed softly, signaling Huo Yan to tone it down.
As a result, Huo Yan not only did not restrain himself, but once again fell on Liu Che's knees, with red eyes, pulling Liu Che's sleeve, and crying silently.
"Uncle, I can't save anyone. Those people are dying because they won't let me save them. Even if I save them, they will die. They said that only if they die, you can reward them, and only then can my mother live. Uncle, he said that his broken leg can't farm, and he still has to pay taxes. I feel sad. How can we win the battle, but people don't want to live anymore? You must reward them this time and don't let these injured people pay taxes. Why can't they live? Uncle and his family have no money. If you want money, just ask me, okay?"
"Uncle, I'll pay for it. I've sorted out everything the barracks need: alcohol, kettles that can heat water, new armor. Tell me what you need, and I'll hire someone to make it. If that doesn't work, I'll find a way to make it myself. Can you help me ship it to them, please?"
As he cried and said these words, Liu Che gently stroked Huo Yan's hair, a dark light flashing in his eyes. Ah Yan's property was not large, yet he could still say such words. Those wealthy merchants and nobles like Ah Yan were unwilling to serve the country, leaving him with limited financial resources. They really deserved it.
His eyes fell on Zhang Tang. Zhang Tang did not dare to look up at the emperor, but he thought that what the emperor thought had always been the key to his survival as a person from a humble family. So he realized that Liu Che was dissatisfied with the cruel officials he recommended for not making enough money or killing enough people.
He immediately bowed, and Liu Che turned his gaze back to Huo Yan. His eyes were gentle and his voice was soft.
"Ayan is young and kind, and he has a heart to serve his country. Uncle will definitely help Ayan."
Wei Qing, who was standing aside, holding a handkerchief, suddenly squatted down and handed it to Huo Yan.
"Uncle is happy for Ayan."
Huo Yan tried to smile a huge smile, crying and laughing at the same time, looking at him and Liu Che with tears in his eyes, "Uncle, wu, uncle, but I am really sad. Everyone died, I couldn't save them, it's all my fault."
Liu Che was stunned, then touched his hair, "How can I blame you? It's not good for Ah Yan to be too gentle."
Wei Qing couldn't help it, and hugged him in his arms, "Don't blame Ah Yan, Ah Yan, don't cry."
Tears slid down from between his fingers, and Huo Yan used his water-soaked eyes to secretly observe Liu Che through his fingers.
Liu Che was suspicious. Rather than doing things secretly, he decided to just go for broke and reveal everything he wanted to do.
But as he spoke, he thought of Huo Qubing and Wei Qing, and those dead people, and some real emotions came out of his voice.
He had to fight. Every point he fought for was a chance for them to survive.
His eyes flickered, he sniffed, took out a handful of contracts from his arms and placed them in front of Liu Che.
"I'll do all the work, uncle, but I'm broke, uncle, you need to give me some money. Uncle, please stamp it quickly, I'll find someone to do it right away!"
He behaved like this, with a gentle character, efficient actions, and the courage to act immediately. He was a young man with good character and a hard-working mind, and he was also his own child. Liu Che felt that no matter how much he loved him, it was not enough. He loved him so much that he gave him his stamp of approval and praised him.
Ayan is good at planning and adapting, and Qubing is good at making decisions and making decisions. With the two of them around, our family will be safe.
Huo Yan smiled shyly, and Liu Che laughed in front of everyone and said she looked like a little girl, which showed that he was really satisfied.
[Ah Yan, are you really crying or are you pretending to cry?]
[I didn't take it to heart at all. When Ah Yan was sad, she would cry silently, and her big tears were like pearls.]
[His body movements were adjusted according to Tetsuko's reaction. Do you think he was really crying or just pretending?]
[Chezi's favorability is 100, and Ayan's is 50 at most.]
[But Tetsuko's words were all just using Yan as a tool, all judging her. Yan cried, but I love my uncle anyway, so Yan didn't cry.]
Huo Yan came out of the Weiyang Palace, walked down the stairs, bowed and said goodbye to all the adults, his face was calm, except for the slightly red eyes, he looked no different from before.
Sang Hongyang and Zhufu Yan stayed until the end. They didn't like each other, but their love for Huo Yan outweighed their dislike for each other.
Sang Hongyang held Huo Yan's left hand and asked, "Why did you go to the Xiongnu? You have lost weight. Are you hurt?"
Zhufu Yan raised his right hand and said, "Stop crying. What do those people have to do with our Ah Yan?"
Huo Yan laughed, a heartless laugh.
"Then can I go and have a meal, my Lords?"
Sang Hongyang and Zhufu Yan immediately started arguing, but Huo Yan, the person involved, walked down the stairs leisurely. He was so heartless that he didn't even look back and just ran towards the theater.
Theater.
Uncle Dan was very surprised to see him, but Huo Yan was so nervous that he listed a bunch of dishes to him.
"Sesame cakes, Biluo, sugar ice and snow cold yuanzi, crispy apricot leaves, Dongpo pork, crab stuffed with orange, plus a portion of roasted lamb, um, and a portion of glutinous rice."
Uncle Dan: "Ah? You didn't ask anything else, so you came here just to do this?"
Huo Yan had a blank expression on his face and crossed his legs.
"I'll take it back and eat it."
Uncle Dan said, "Would you like me to add a pot of the honey-fried goat's milk and fish sashimi that Madam Zhuo just made?"
Huo Yan said, "No fish sashimi."
Uncle Dan understood, "So you're moving back by yourself this time?"
Huo Yan's gaze shifted from watching the show to his face, "What do you think?"
Uncle Dan smiled and quickly bent down.
Zhuo Wenjun didn't understand why, so she filled a pot of milk for him and reminded him, "Ayan doesn't like to drink this."
Uncle Dan smiled but said nothing.
This man must have offended one of Madam Wei, Lord Wei, or Lord Huo, and is busy apologizing.
Huo Yan carried a lot of bags stealthily to Huo Qubing's house. He took three steps and finally decided to peek in to test Huo Qubing's attitude.
Huo Qubing had just woken up. He only remembered that he had had a very long dream and had completely forgotten the content of the dream. However, he still remembered that he had to hug A Yan because he did not protect A Yan well in the dream and A Yan cried many times.
So when he saw the cat poking its head out, Huo Qubing stood up, half-knelt down, and came face to face with Huo Yan.
"Who made you cry?"
Huo Yan was startled. He dropped the things on his body and ran away. Then Huo Qubing grabbed his collar and lifted him up.
"Why are you running?"
Huo Yan's ears immediately pricked up, and he told him everything about his meeting with Liu Che today.
Huo Qubing did not comment, but just put the crab stuffed with orange in front of him.
"I'm a sleepyhead today."
Huo Yan wanted to explain, but Huo Qubing raised his hand to stop him, "You can't let me go without my consent."
He picked up another piece of roasted lamb for Huo Yan and said, "Ayan, it's good that you showed your weakness this time. Ayan is very smart, but don't cry too hard. It will hurt you, and those who love you will feel sad."
Huo Qubing looked at Huo Yan with a firm gaze, as if his eyes could see through all his inner thoughts.
Huo Yan was slightly startled, his chopsticks in hand stopped in mid-air. He had not expected Huo Qubing to say that. He had always been accustomed to using various seemingly "cunning" means to achieve his goals. Acting like a spoiled child and pretending to be pitiful seemed to him to be effective methods.
"Brother, since it's useful, why not use it?" Huo Yan said lightly, "But next time I will consider the occasion and avoid my uncle."
At this moment, the old servant came in with the freshly cooked dried pear soup, "Young Master, the pear soup is here."
Huo Yan's eyes lit up, and he immediately put aside the heavy topic and took the bowl of soup with a smile, "Weng Weng, you are still the best."
He couldn't wait to take a sip, a satisfied look on his face, "It's delicious."
Huo Qubing couldn't help but laugh at Huo Yan's expression. He picked up his bowl of pear soup, took a sip, and let the sweet taste spread on his tongue. "I'm telling you, don't cry. Just come to me!"
Huo Yan swallowed his soup, then pulled out a piece of paper and wrote down Huo Qubing's words. With a smile on his face, he leaned over to Huo Qubing's hand. He was handsome, and with a beaming smile on his face, he was incredibly endearing.
"Brother, please sign your name and stamp your fingerprint."
Huo Qubing raised an eyebrow. On the paper Huo Yan had written, "This signatory, Huo Qubing, is obliged to protect Huo Yan until he grows old. He will not be bullied, flattered, or cry."
He glanced down and said, "This oath shall last for a minimum of one hundred years. If Huo Qubing behaves well, Huo Yan may extend the period appropriately based on the circumstances."
Huo Yan's almond-shaped eyes curved when he smiled, and there was an inconspicuous small red mole hanging on the edge of his slightly upturned lips, exuding an indescribable innocence and happiness.
He urged, "Sign quickly!"
Huo Qubing's small canine teeth were half-hidden and half-exposed as he signed his name in a flamboyant manner.
Huo Yan was very satisfied. After letting the paper dry, he held it in his arms as if he had obtained a priceless treasure.
[This oath has a minimum term of one hundred years. If Huo Qubing behaves well, Huo Yan may extend the term appropriately based on the circumstances. Ah Yan wishes my brother a long life.]
[He really loves to be promised.]
[No reaction to breaking the oath?]
[He just wants to promise that his brother won’t suffer retribution!]
The King of Qi committed suicide because of rumors, but Lord Father Yan lived well.
Huo Yan's alcohol factory and the warm water cup factory were built from the ground. He thought he had arranged everything properly and was about to assign the children studying in the publishing house to various factories and Chunyu Tiying's side when he was summoned by Wei Shaojun.
"Oh, damn, my uncle is much harder to deal with than Liu Che."
Huo Yan didn't want to go, he just stood there asking questions in the comments.
"Think of a way to make you look less useless."
[You kid!]
[Take the evidence of Gongsun Jingsheng's gambling. No one will care about us this way.]
[A friend of the Dao dies, but I shall not die.]
[Hey, that's brilliant.]
…
Huo Yan laughed. "Excellent, very good. But what should I take? Doesn't this make me look scheming?"
[Your Majesty Ah Yan praised me.]
[I will not refuse death!]
[I understand.]
[Let the casino people go for a while.]
[Traitorous ministers, our slanderous words have reached the ears of His Majesty.]
[Hahaha, the electronic traitor faction has been established!]
[Strategy progress on Ayan plus 1]
[I drink alone and get drunk, and seven or eight Ah Yans sleep with me!]
…
Gongsun Jingsheng thought he was here to see the jokes of his two cousins who always dominated him, but before he could see the joke, the casino people came to his door with his debt book.
Wei Junru fainted immediately.
Wei Shaojun was also very angry.
In an instant, Wei Shao, Wei Bu, and Wei Shaoer all became ants on the hot pan, saving one after another.
The culprit Huo Yan silently sent his men away. Huo Qubing looked at the culprit and saw him blinking and showing his little teeth.
Brother, we are in the same group!
Huo Qubing smiled and remained silent.
Huo Yan stepped forward. "My uncles and aunt, mother, don't worry. They've all gone back. My brother and I still have some rewards from His Majesty, which is enough to last us for a while. Cousin Jingsheng can just scrape together some money and pay the rest back."
He chuckled softly and said to Gongsun Jingsheng, "That man said the total amount, including principal and interest, is one hundred thousand gold."
Gongsun Jingsheng couldn't stop shaking, and finally he became so frightened that he stretched out his hand towards Huo Yan.
"You have money, lend it to me!"
Huo Qubing's expression suddenly turned bad. "Ayan, go back and get your things back!"
Huo Yan still smiled and said, "Sure, you can ask His Majesty for it. My money is earned for the emperor. If you have the ability, you can ask for it."
Gongsun Jingsheng wanted to get angry, but was slapped by Wei Junru.
Wei Junru was so angry that he trembled and fell into Wei Shaoer's arms.
She was a very kind woman. The only drastic thing she had ever done in her life was probably to slap the son she loved more than her life.
Huo Yan stood there, looking at the sad faces of everyone in the Wei family, and suddenly sighed.
He forgot to consider others this time.
"I'll find a way to get this money. It's not just Jingsheng who needs to be disciplined. Ever since my aunt became empress and the eldest prince was born, all the sons in the family have acted recklessly. Although only Jingsheng has caused such a disaster, it shows how rebellious the sons of my Wei family have become. The former Tian family has already left Chang'an. If they are not restrained, the Wei family will soon become the Tian family."
Huo Yan was taking Wei Junru's pulse while talking to Wei Shaojun.
You are the head of the family. If you don't restrain them, the consequences will be disastrous.
Whether today's events are the beginning or the end depends entirely on you.
If they are not restrained, the Wei family will be the next Tian family. When His Majesty dies, his aunt dies, and new relatives are born, the eldest prince will kill people to pave the way for them. No one will be better than the incompetent and public-angry Wei family member.
Huo Qubing was too lazy to even speak, he just looked at Gongsun Jingsheng coldly, as if he was looking at a dead person.
【Author’s words】
The Huo family was the new foreign relatives chosen by Emperor Wu of Han for Liu Ju. Liu Ju's strategy was likely set by Emperor Wu of Han: he fought the wars while the crown prince recuperated and worked with the people. Even after his death, Huo Qubing's ability and loyalty, along with his chief ministers, would ensure his policies were carried on.
Because of Qubing's early death, his uncle had to deal with the military and national affairs that he had been assigned. Liu Che was looking forward to the birth of little A'xian, and he raised her by his side, truly raising her like his grandson.
Liu Che loved Qubing very much. After A'an's death, he did not allow Huo Guang to adopt a son to Qubing, and rejected the memorial like a father who had lost his child defending his child's things.
However, in history, Qubing and Ashan died early, which turned the game into a mess. Only Huo Guang was left. Huo Guang was definitely not as suitable as Qubing, but Liu Che still returned power to the Huo family as planned. This is definitely true love. Of course, it may also be that the Wei family was too disappointing.
Although Ayan was also very popular with Liu Che, between the two of them, Liu Che liked Qubing. There was no reason why. Qubing didn't need to pretend to be obedient or stupid, and Liu Che would listen to his explanation. But Ayan was not like that, because Ayan did not trust him wholeheartedly. He was always testing the degree of getting along with Liu Che. He was above the relationship between the monarch and his subjects, but below that between relatives.
Qubing was different because he didn't need to. He treated Liu Che as his own father. In fact, he was supernatural around Liu Che. Although he was polite, he dared to say anything.
So he is actually the real unscrupulous one.
Fake rampage: Ah Yan.
True Overlord: Cure disease.
But A Yan was not so miserable. He was very happy because he was ruthless in trapping Liu Che, and the real Overlord was in cahoots with him.
The real overlord likes him the most.
Ah Yan (putting his hands on his hips and grinning): My brother likes me the most.
There will be a chapter of a sad story tomorrow that I have always wanted to write. I don’t care, I will just write it.
①粔籹: Made with honey and rice flour, it's similar to fried dough twists or fried dough sticks, boasting a crispy, sweet texture. The "Soul Summoning" poem from the Chu Ci states, "粔籹 is made with honey and rice flour, and is filled with something delicious," suggesting it was already a common snack at the time.
② Sesame Cake: Made with toasted sesame seeds, Bai Juyi praised it in a poem, "Sesame cakes imitate those of Kyoto, crispy and fragrant fresh from the oven." Steamed Cake: Similar to steamed buns today, it was quite common at the time. Biluo: A stuffed noodle dish with a variety of fillings, the most famous being cherry. Sugar-Iced Snow Cold Yuanzi: Glutinous rice flour balls filled with sugar and ice, similar to today's glutinous rice balls. Suqiongye: A thin, crispy pastry, deep-fried with flour and other ingredients, then sprinkled with sugar and other seasonings. Dongpo Pork: Legend has it that Su Shi created it. It's slow-cooked with pork, resulting in a bright red color and a rich, juicy flavor. Crab Stuffed Orange: Crab meat and other ingredients are steamed in a hollowed-out orange, blending the aromas of crab and orange.
These are all Tang and Song Dynasty dishes that could be made during the reign of Emperor Wu of Han, but that’s all.
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