Chapter 119: Flattering, auspicious, and returning home, saving, and speaking, and being as strong as iron

Release time: 2025-04-16 23:47:32
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The Expeditionary Army was full of joy, and congratulated Zhang Yong, “My father-in-law is so powerful. He won the enemy’s army without fighting.”

In fact, it was just a waste. The capital was too far from Ningxia. Before Eunuch Zhang led his troops to fight, the rebels were conquered by the officers of the border, but the greatest credit was that of Eunuch Zhang.

Without a battle, he returned to the court with triumph.

I love to hear good things, and Eunuch Zhang smiled and said, “You guy, your mouth is sweeter than watermelons. Fortunately, you are upright, otherwise you will be born to be a slander.”

Eunuch Zhang took 30,000 expeditionary troops to escort the rebel King An Hua back to Beijing. Although there was no war, Eunuch Zhang posted a list all the way to appease the panicked people and asked them not to abandon the fields and avoid military disasters and farm well.

Severely punish the riots who take the opportunity to rob the people, and clear military discipline. If you should be beheaded, you will never show mercy. And he made the decision to forgive those who were coerced by the rebels, let them perform their own duties and stabilize the current situation.

Give good and powerful both, and rewards and punishments are clear.

Therefore, there was such a big chaos in Ningxia. With Zhang Yong’s comfort, he did not delay summer harvest and farming. He avoided the tragedy that would definitely happen after the chaos, saving countless people. Eunuch Zhang made an indelible contribution.

At night, there was finally some cool wind. Jixiang was responsible for guarding the rebel leader, King Anhua, tonight. He touched the pot of ferment in his arms. Today is his sixteenth birthday and Ruyi.

The two were born on the same day of the same year, month and day. Before the age of twelve, they celebrated their birthdays every year. They simply ate a bowl of longevity noodles and became one year older.

I didn’t have noodles for my 16th birthday, but I just had a cold steamed bun with chopsticks and a bowl of gnocchi soup.

Among them, the dough dumpling soup was made by Zhao Tiezhu to “snatch” from the kitchen to Jixiang.

I also responded to Ruyi Niang’s words: Zhao Tiezhu, a child, always has a way to have enough food.

Thinking of being able to eat the rice cooked by Ruyi’s mother in a month, Jixiang cheered up and ate cold steamed buns and pickles with lump soup. He thought to himself: What is Ruyi eating at this time

In the large kitchen of the Summer Palace thousands of miles away, Ruyi asked a bowl of red noodle soup: “Mom, what does this smell sour, but it doesn’t smell vinegar.”

Because today is Ruyi’s 16th birthday, Ruyi’s mother carried the ingredients and the noodles rolled out by herself, and asked Aunt Yan, the chief manager of the Summer Palace kitchen, to come to the kitchen to make a bowl of longevity noodles for Ruyi – the noodles must be cooked freshly. After cooking from home, they will be clumped and not delicious.

Ruyi Niang took out a red, round, and persimmon-shaped fruit and vegetable from the vegetable basket. “When your uncle went out to sea, he gave me some vegetable seeds he brought back from overseas – he knew what I like to eat.”

“After the Qingming Festival, I planted them in our Siquan.In the yard of the alley, various strange-shaped fruits and vegetables have emerged. This is one of them. Because the colors and shapes are very similar to persimmons, I call them foreign things from overseas. “

“There is a lot of juice in this persimmon. I try to make sour soup, add some sugar and make a frangipani in it to neutralize the sour taste and make it refreshing and appetizing. Sister Goose, Jiuzhi’s family likes to drink this soup, so I made a braised rice with scrambled eggs with noodles. You can try it. “

Ruyi took a bite of the hand-rolled noodles with persimmon and eggs first, “Oh, it’s really delicious! Sour and fragrant. “

Seeing Ruyi’s noodles taste very delicious, Aunt Yan, who was watching on the side, was very curious about this. People who liked cooking were interested in exploring fresh ingredients. Ruyi’s mother made a pot of persimmon and egg soup and enthusiastically invited Aunt Yan to taste it.

Aunt Yan took a few sips and also liked it very much, saying, “My ancestors have a bitter summer recently and have a bad appetite. This persimmon is so sour and sour. You can leave one, and I will try it for my ancestors tomorrow. “

Ruyi’s mother took out the vegetable basket, “This thing is okay to eat raw. I picked a lot of it, so my aunt picked it casually. “

Aunt Yan picked up two persimmons, took one, took a bite, and her sour eyebrows were twitching. However, after taking the second bite, she gradually got used to the sour taste.

Ruyi’s mother said, “I usually eat this as a cold dish, cut it into slices, sprinkle a little sugar and put it in my mouth. “

Ruyi ate what was in the bowl, looked at the vegetable basket, and said coquettishly: “Mom, I also want to eat cold dishes made from persimmons. “

Ruyi’s mother cut two persimmons, one for Ruyi and the other for Aunt Yan.

Whether it is the longevity noodles made from persimmons or the small cold dishes made, Ruyi has eaten them all, and even the red and beautiful soup has been drunk.

After eating the noodles, Ruyi saw that there were still a few persimmons left in the vegetable basket, so she had to give them to Yanzhi Hongxia and others.

Ruyi’s mother gave her the vegetable basket together, “The weather has been hot recently, and the persimmons are red every day, and I can’t finish them even if I like them. If I like them, I will give them to you every day. “

Aunt Yan said, “You remember to keep seeds. There is a greenhouse for growing vegetables in the big kitchen. There are cucumbers and leeks in winter. Today I reserve a piece of land to plant a kind of persimmon, and I don’t know if I can live in the greenhouse. “

When Ruyi bid farewell to her mother, she sent her a letter, “It’s still the address last time. Draw Ruyi in the envelope, and the price of traveling 100 miles a day by Voters’ Letters Bureau. ”