I didn't intend to be a Fairy

The rumors were indeed true. Before this winter was over, Luo Baotou came to Changjing to take up his post.

Song You saw him twice on the street.

But at that time, Capt. Luo was leading people to handle the case. He saw Capt. Luo, but Capt. Luo did not see him.

Luo Baotou should also be very busy during this time.

His temperament should be more tactful than Zhou Lei Gong, and he knows how to do things better, but the integrity of his character is not inferior to Zhou Lei Gong. In addition, this time, Prime Minister Yu followed the example of Prime Minister Gu and made an exception to transfer him to the capital. He already had high hopes for him, and it was impossible for him to live up to Prime Minister Yu.

Now is a special time.

Since childhood, the New Year is approaching.

Generally speaking, the emperor's whereabouts are still unknown, and the prince has already come to the court to participate in politics. Whether it is the waiting of civil and military officials in the court or the search ordered by the prince, it has become a courtesy. Everyone knows that after the New Year, the prince will probably face south and face north, ascending the throne and sitting in the palace.

The chaotic people's livelihood and public sentiment in Changjing urgently need to be stabilized.

With the support of Prime Minister Yu and the endorsement of the prince, Capt. Luo is busy arresting people almost every day, whether they are local rogues, out-of-town warriors, or nobles, evil spirits and ghosts.

The few times Song You saw him, he always passed by in a hurry.

So gradually it came to New Year's Eve.

Song You sat in the house, looking at the lights and colorful decorations outside, and couldn't help but sigh: "It's the end of the year again."

As soon as he finished speaking, a soft and thin echo came from behind him.

"It's the end of another year..."

Song You couldn't help but look back at her and sighed.

The cat shook his head and sighed.

"Miss Sanhua, why don't you do the math, how many years have passed since we went down the mountain?" Song You asked.

"Sanhua Empress, do the math." Mao'er was still shaking his head, as if he was sick, then stopped and looked at him doubtfully, "You just came down the mountain, Sanhua Empress just came out of the temple."

"Then it starts when we leave Jinyang Road."

"Order the Autumn Calendar!"

"Can."

"What year is this year?"

"Ten years of Mingde, the last day."

"That is……"

Cat tilted his head and thought, then quickly said: "That's nine and a half years."

"Miss Sanhua is smart."

"Where haven't we gone yet?"

"West side."

"West!"

"The Northwest and Western Regions are vast and boundless and have not yet been explored. Although Yizhou is in the southwest, it is not the most southwesterly, nor has it been completely explored." Song You said to her, "There are still two squares of land there."

"Two squares of earth!"

"Why didn't Sanhua Empress say 'right' when I praised her for being smart today?"

"Inherently smart..."

The cat sat down casually, raised its paw and licked it.

At this moment, someone came outside.

It was Cui Nanxi and the officials of the Imperial Academy who personally sent him the first "Cai Medical Classic".

This is the first printed medical scripture in the world.

Song You held it in his hand and looked at it again and again. Mao'er also came closer to look at it, but he didn't know if she could understand it.

But maybe it doesn't matter.

Because Song You can't understand it very well.

At most, see if there is any difference between it and the original.

"Miracle doctor Cai heard in the ghost town that the medical scriptures were successfully published. He must be very happy, right?" Song You turned to Mao'er and said.

"Miss Sanhua doesn't know!"

"You are honest."

"Yes!"

"We will keep this book and bring it back to the Taoist temple. If it is preserved properly in the future, it may still shock future generations hundreds or thousands of years later." Song Youpu closed it with a sound, "Today is New Year's Eve, please three Hua Niangniang goes and calls the swallows down, let’s go out for a walk first, buy some meat and vegetables, and come back to make dumplings.”

As soon as he finished speaking, swallows flew in from outside.

"Canopy..."

The swallow turned into a human form and stood honestly.

"What are dumplings?"

The calico cat stared at the Taoist curiously.

"We'll find out later."

These days, there are already early forms of dumplings, but they are not called dumplings, and there is no custom of eating dumplings during the New Year, either in the north or the south. Song You just wanted to eat suddenly.

So I went out to buy vegetables and cut meat.

There were not many vegetables in the cold winter. Song You walked back and forth along the street. The only vegetables that were suitable for making dumplings and wanted to eat were cabbage and fungus. Then he cut a piece of meat with a three-fat and seven-skinny cut and asked the butcher to cut it carefully. Wrap the scented seeds in a bag of leaves, wrap it in thatch, and carry it back.

Soak and chop the dried fungus, wash and chop the cabbage.

Add the meat fillings separately and adjust the taste, and you will have two different dumpling fillings.

"Like a bun!"

Empress Sanhua stood nearby, her eyes unblinking.

"The difference is not small."

Song You took the minced meat out and went to the table outside. Yan Zi had already wiped the table clean.

The door to the room outside was wide open, and it was crowded with people on New Year's Eve.

Sanhua Empress was almost never leaving. Wherever the Taoist went, she would follow him. Whatever the Taoist did, she would have to keep her eyes open and not miss a single detail.

"If Empress Sanhua were so serious about learning magic, she wouldn't lose to Yanzi so often."

"Miss Sanhua is also very serious about learning magic!"

"Yeah?"

"Swallow is very powerful!"

"That's true."

"But Sanhua Empress is also very powerful."

"alright……"

Song You had already made the dough, found a rolling pin, and sprinkled a thin layer of flour on the table.

First, take a piece of dough and roll it into a dumpling wrapper.

Thick in the middle and thin around the edges.

Song You patiently taught the two little monsters how to make dumplings, and then began to concentrate on rolling out the dumplings. He asked them to make two dumplings, regardless of whether their dumplings were beautiful or ugly, and just rolled out the dumplings.

People were coming and going outside, and we often heard shouts, cries, and dragon and lion dances. It was very lively.

The three figures in the room were also busy.

At first, the two little monsters wrapped the dough very slowly, asking him questions or looking at each other's results while wrapping. They were not as fast as Song You in rolling out the dough, so he stopped from time to time to look at the bustling people outside. Gradually, the two little monsters got better and better, and their speed as monsters also increased, and they were almost on the same level as him.

So it was replaced by pedestrians passing by outside to watch them.

"Why does it have to be wrapped like this?" Sanhua Empress couldn't help but be a little puzzled, "Why not wrap it like a bun?"

"Because dumplings are made for cooking, it's a bit weird to wrap them like steamed buns." Song You said, "There are other ways to make dumplings, such as willow leaf dumplings, but I don't know how to do it. If Empress Sanhua likes it, that's fine too. Wrap it how you like, as long as it’s well cooked.”

"!"

The little girl's expression suddenly condensed.

Song You suddenly had an ominous premonition.

Sanhua Empress is really ingenious——

Soon there were fish-shaped and mouse-shaped doughs on the table, each with meat fillings inside, neatly arranged.

"..."

Although Song You was helpless, he didn't say anything. After finishing the dumplings, when it was almost time for dinner, he went to boil a pot of water, poured all the dumplings down, and soon they all floated.

It was already dark at this time, and the flames in the stove were shining brightly on the wall. The oil lamp on the stove was shaking, reflecting the shadows of people, and the heat was rising in the pot.

The Taoist took the fish out of the pot and put it into three bowls.

And he specially selected the mouse dumplings and put them only in Sanhua Empress's bowl. After all, Sanhua Empress worked hard to make them.

Then they stopped carrying the oil lamps. Each of the three of them held a small bowl and sat at the door, eating steaming dumplings. They looked at the crowds outside at night and how many lanterns gathered together to form a river.

"Are Sanhua Empress's dumplings delicious?"

"tasty!"

"Does the mouse-shaped one also taste good?"

"tasty!"

"Won't it be all gnocchi?"

“The best!”

"..."

Song You shook his head and continued to focus on the bowl.

The food in the bowl still tasted familiar to him, and coupled with this special day and the lively scene in front of him, it easily brought back his memories.

But there are no fireworks tonight.

Because the whereabouts of the old emperor are unknown and the country has no owner, it is not appropriate to celebrate the New Year.

But people's enthusiasm was still unstoppable. Countless people walked out of the house, either carrying a lantern or borrowing the light of other people's lanterns to enjoy the rare bustle of the day. The shops and restaurants on the streets of Changjing are also brightly lit, and I don’t know how late they are open.

As for the emperor whose life and death are still uncertain, it only adds some talk and worry to people's excitement.

Song You ate while watching.

After eating the dumplings, I had a good sleep.

In the middle of the night, there were some sounds coming from downstairs, sometimes like the sound of chopping meat, sometimes like the sound of chopping vegetables, and sometimes the sound of scooping water. Song You only knew that Mao'er was not around, and didn't know where she had gone, but he didn't want to I didn't want to go downstairs to look at it, so I just turned over and continued to sleep.

…

Heaven cannot live without sun, and a country cannot live without a king.

On the tenth day of the first lunar month in the eleventh year of Mingde, the prince, under the civil and military advice of the Manchu Dynasty, refused three times. In desperation, he ascended the throne and sat in the palace. He continued to use the original title and granted amnesty to the world.

At the same time, there were two imperial edicts.

The first is to fill in the Northern Edict.

Due to the previous years of war, several states in the north were severely hit by military disasters and were almost completely wiped out. There were also many other losses. A state without a population is not only a waste of land, but also cannot be effectively ruled.

Now that the north is stable, the people from the Saibei grassland have not been able to threaten Dayan in the south for at least a hundred years. On the contrary, the south of Dayan is overcrowded and the land is not enough. Last year, there were frequent natural disasters and evil diseases. Many people can no longer survive and are almost dead. Refugees.

The DPRK had long planned to move them to the north, but such an order required the cooperation of state officials from many states. Since the emperor's whereabouts were unknown, it was really difficult to issue it.

Now that the new emperor has ascended the throne, he immediately issued an imperial edict.

The second is the reward for Chen Ziyi.

Chen Ziyi had already made great contributions. Apart from being the founding father at the beginning of the dynasty, Marquis Wu'an was almost the highest honor for a military commander. However, there was civil strife in Dayan last year and the throne of the emperor almost fell into the hands of King Shun. Chen Ziyi accepted the order and went south to King Qin, captured Changjing, and welcomed back Datong. Only then did he have the new emperor who ascended the throne today, holding the sky with one hand. In terms of contribution to the current emperor, it is no worse than that of the founding fathers. Even though he was seriously injured and bedridden because of it, he still had to be rewarded.

Song You didn't even go to the teahouse to inquire about the news. He was still awake upstairs and listened to the noise downstairs and the excited discussions of passers-by, saying that Chen Ziyi had been named the Protector of the Country by the new emperor.

It is true that only the emperor can seal it.