No Worries about Food and Medicine

As soon as the weather cooled, Ji Hong couldn't eat it anymore. He was cold. He was frozen when he was a child. When he was warm, Yu Jinnian's medicated food was kept, and he couldn't see it. Living in big tents, eating cold water, worrying about day and night, and being limited in freedom, it is difficult to go out and basking in the sun. The mole nests on the small couch throughout the autumn, and the constitution is faintly backward.

But the front is tight, and you can't relax for a moment, and it is not easy to have a hot meal. It is really no time to stew healthy meals.

It is natural to march in a war to live in the Gonghou Mansion, not even the small hut in Xin'an County. The tents are jammed no matter how tight, or the wind is leaking from all sides. Min Ji is okay, able to be good at martial arts, and will practice with the soldiers every morning, watching his body become more and more robust, and Ji Hong still has a crime on his body. It's a bit of a chore.

I don't know which night I ate some autumn wind and dew, and I got caught in the wind chill.

It wasn't too heavy, but he was extremely tolerant of the discomfort in his body, so he pressed himself down without reporting. Because Yu Jinnian was also busy with the wounded barracks all day and night, sometimes the fighting was fierce. He slept in the wounded barracks for many days and couldn't come back. It was inevitable that he ignored Ji Hong, so he didn't realize that he was sick until Ji Hong launched a cough. .

"I used to say every day that small illnesses are not preventable, and serious illnesses are difficult to cure! If you are blowing cold wind, you should tell me earlier, this is a small disease that can be solved by sweating a bowl of onion and **** soup, it is actually called You coughed out all of a sudden! It can be seen that there are all kinds of diseases on this body, and the diseases in the lungs are the most annoying and stubborn! You— "

Yu Jinnian added a basket of charcoal into the smoke cage, ignited the fire, and took it out of the tent to disperse the gray gas in front of it. Then he came in again and closed the smoke cage into Ji Hong's quilt. Halfway through the conversation, I didn't hear him squeak and give him an echo. I couldn't help but looked up. I saw this man looking down at him with a smile, but he didn't even listen to the words in the ear. A handful: "Have a good rest and hear no!"

Ji Hong shook in coordination, coughing a few times with a smile.

There was a roll of north wind outside the curtain, and it was hitting the tent.

Yu Jinnian sighed, knowing that even if he uttered a hundred times, he could not even hear a word. The Jiangnan Kanyu map hangs on the opposite side. The largest one is as tall as Yu Jinnian's. Half of the mountains and rivers of Daxia are painted in it. There is also Ji Yan's disaster-free sword beside him. Ji Hong sits on the small couch and can continue Watch two hours without moving the nest. Yu Jinnian didn't know what he could see from this map, just like he didn't know how long this battle would be fought, or how many people would die outside.

He didn't know if Ji Yan was still alive, could he save thousands of miles in Xiahe Mountain, and Pingning would be safe.

However, Jiangshan came out on behalf of talented people, without Ji Yan and Yan Chang, there were Ji Hong, Min Ji, brave and fearless Wei He on the battlefield, You Qingbai, who rejuvenated in the medical hall, and even more Innumerable young and eloquent court officials.

There is always someone in Daxia.

Yu Jinnian, holding Ji Hong's feet, tucked it into the quilt, tucked it, and said seriously: "You have to be good. Good, only to see those who hurt you and harm you get retribution."

Ji Hong also just laughed, like Yu Jinnian had peach blossoms on his cheeks, and said warmly: "Go to Su Ting to sleep with me tonight, don't get sick from me."

Yu Jinnian didn't say anything and drilled into his quilt: "I'm not sleeping here. God knows if you will sleep well, or stare at this picture for a night?"

When the light dimmed, the huge Jiangnan Kanyu figure was like a **** lacquered mouth, quietly pestered in front of the bed, Yu Jinnian lying face down, and a cool palm in the quilt gently rested on his wrist . Ji Hong's hands are good-looking, even in flesh and blood, able to write poetry, sparse, and world.

Looking at the big picture, Yu Jinnian thought more than once a night, if Ji Yan is still alive, if Ji Hong is not so difficult, can he and Min Ji, Wei He, and all the official eunuchs in Beijing Like us, grow up wantonly, and then ride a bow, wear a helmet and slam Fang Qi.

But it was too late, he met Ji Hong too late.

Does Ji Hong have regrets in his heart?

At night, Yu Jinnian turned back confusedly and got into Ji Hong's arms, greedy the lukewarm heat of his heart. Ji Hong held him close with one hand, and covered his mouth and nose with one hand, fearing that his cough would wake him up. The little **** named Wu Ji, who was watching over them, was still standing outside the door, hanging his head, slightly bowing at his waist, just like Xiao Lianzhi, who kept his ears behind him and listened to the movement.

From time to time, a cough with a very low pressure came out of the tent. In the end, Yu Jinnian woke up. The two got up and talked in a low voice. The light turned on and off, and I didn't know what to say. .

Wu Jicai lowered his shoulder and wanted to take a nap. The tent was kicked, and one came out, frightening him. Ji Hong wore a velvet cloak, compared to a forbidden gesture, and raised his finger to the small account next to it, beckoning him to pass. A picture of Xiaokanyu near the Zhongling City was laid flat on his knees. Ji Hong sat in the small tent and stared at him carefully. Wu Ji didn't say anything to help him light up while listening to him coughing from time to time. Cough all night.

The regular coughing sound was also extremely hypnotic. Wu Ji took a nap and woke up, Ji Hong was collecting the picture, roasting the clothes on the brazier, and roasting it warm, then drinking two hot teas and pressing the cough, then brought fresh warmth. Back to the big account, lying next to Yu Jinnian pretending to sleep for a night. This one fell asleep, and that one got up, pulled out the smoke cage quietly, put on two new charcoal fires, and raised his hand to try Ji Hong's body temperature, and secretly kissed him on his forehead.

When walking, tell Wu Ji to whisper, don't wake him up if the sky falls.

Wu Ji kept the tent for both of them for a few months, and looked at everything in their eyes. The two of them were better off. They lived a long life, they would be coquettish, they would quarrel, and the head of the bed would quarrel with the end of the bed. There is no way, one glance at each other can not help but smile at each other, ordinary couples are rarely seen as good, so considerate.

Seeing so much, Wu Ji couldn't help but like the unique warmth in this tent. It was always more comfortable than the cold ice in the deep palace, and it was more comfortable than fighting with the eunuchs of the Feng Jian line with Lianzhi. The prince of Ji's family coughed up all night yesterday. When he returned to the account in the morning, his face was a little white. I wonder if he was sick again? -He actually worried about it silently.

Yu Jinnian still had to go to the barracks.

There has been no battle in the past few days, so we must hurry up and let the soldiers recover.

The western line had almost collapsed, and no matter how difficult the climate was, Yan Chang went straight to the east and captured Zhongling City.

Zhong Ling Zhengyin's surname is Song, and Jingyou's first two enlisted scholars in Enke's first year were quite talented, but they were full of energy, but they had no soldiers. The rebel soldiers were under the city at two more days, the middle of the night, the cold wind stomped, and the Song Dynasty king's shoes in Zhongling were too late to recruit, and thousands of people were urgently recruited to save the city, but most of them were civilians, and the weapons were all pickaxe **** Plow, the blood above the head against the hundreds of thousands of soldiers outside the city, is to use your fingers to know that there is no chance at all.

Yan Chang ’s overland army surrounded Zhongling City like an iron barrel, and could not send a word. Min Xuefei ’s army was still entangled on the west front, it was far away water, and it could not solve the thirst. The defense army near the city knew Zhongzhong The mausoleum is difficult, but dare not come. Thousands of people hit the stone with eggs, and stayed alone in the city, pouring hot oil down the city wall, pouring water, throwing torches, all the oil used in the city was poured, and only the pots and basins poured down the red Charcoal. On the 7th day of the city's defense, Zheng Zhengyin of a prefecture wrote his last words, changed his official gown, and did not plan to go back when he left.

But Zhongling broke into the city in the end, and thousands of people were killed in the city. The bodies were piled up under the Chongtian Gate, one layer after another. The official of the surname Song was nailed to the city wall by a heavy crossbow and the official robe was dripping with blood. . The people in the city scattered and fled, and many of them trampled on each other and died.

Zhong Ling used to be the capital of the former dynasty. There was a palace in the city. He also lived for a while when he went south. The city wall of Zhongling was according to Xia Jingxiu, two to three feet thick, the thickest was the wall under the Zhengyuan Gate, there were nearly four feet, and there were urns in the city. Now they have become the garrison of Yan Chang.

Min Ji knew early that Yan Chang would fight Zhongling, but he didn't expect it to be so fast, but even if it didn't matter, they couldn't catch up. When Zhongling's battle report was sent to Min Ji, Yan Chang had already entered the palace of Zhongling. Those greedy soldiers who were greedy for life and death were watching Song Cheng as a civilian guarding the city gate, but he didn't save! Now I can cry for help with thousands of words and words. Min Ji was wrong and Song Cheng was worthless. He was so angry that he was caught in the fire. A star sparked in his mouth and throat, and his tongue was so bitter.

So Ji Hong held the map of Zhongling City for a few nights-they had to take Zhongling back and not fall into the hands of Yan Chang.

Yu Jinnian carried the medicine chest and was dragged by Lian Zhi to give Min Xuefei a pulse. When he entered, he was carrying a piece of Coptis chinensis and lowering the fire. He felt so bitter from the inside out. Touching his fingers, his left hand was stroking the Guanmai strings, his eyes were flushed, his throat was so painful that he couldn't swallow anything at all, he was so angry that everyone wanted to scold. The deputy general Wei He told him to scold twice, and was angry to lift the gun away. He took a gang of gangsters and paid back dozens of pounds of dried meat dried in the gang's village. He squatted in the tent and chewed like gas.

This is good, the generals of the military division are all in a complete mess.

After prescribing the medicine, he was asked to go to the nearby village to draw a piece of fresh tofu, cook a pot of Shuanghua tofu soup with honeysuckle and Ono chrysanthemum, and detoxify General Min. He brought up another pot of sake, found a clay pot, picked up the Sanwei medicine, and went back to Ji Hong.

When Wu Ji saw him coming back, he was relieved and quickly opened the tent for him. He whispered, "It's cold again today, and the little has added a new pot of charcoal fire to the tent. Shizi has watched this for another day. Picture, I coughed better at noon, but I did n’t eat anything. General Wei said that he got a few pieces of bacon. When I heard that Shizi was sick, he gave two. Over the afternoon, Shizi took a nap. Tu He, wearing his clothes corner, almost fell into the fire and burned in the basin, ho! Really thrilling! "

Yu Jinnian listened to his details and said that he used the money to reward him. Wu Jigong said, "Dare not dare", his head looked like a rattle and he refused to accept it.

Yu Jinnian looked ignorant and thought he was strange.

Clay pots were put on a small clay stove, and dried a hundred pieces, plus sake, and then cooked together with tangerine peel and Su Ye, all medicines for qi and cough, two charcoal fires were slowly burned in the furnace, gradually in the tent Raise the aroma of hot wine. Even if it is cold in the tent, it has a warm taste.

General Namin needs to clear the heat and detoxify, but this season's son has to be windy and cold, Yu Jinnian made people shred the dried meat sent by Wei He, added a handful of vegetable leaves, boiled a bowl of noodles, and laid a poached egg on top . When marching, it ’s common to eat crunchy pimples that are too hard to eat, and Min Ji is no exception. Only when you win a battle can you eat meat and soup, and Ji Hong can have tender noodles. It is already preferential treatment.

Yu Jinnian stared at him and ate noodles, and then watched him eat two Chen Bai Shi Su wines, and then returned Kan Yutu to him. Zhongling City is a piece of land on the map. Like all the cities in the world, there is nothing particularly strange. Ji Hong pointed to the big section of the chopsticks on the map. That is the Chongtian Gate of Zhongling City, he said : "Song Cheng died here."

Yu Jinnian felt for a moment that the Zhongling City could not be recovered in one day, and the two people's illness would be cured in one day. Yan Chang killed that day!

Min Xuefei embarked on his horse in a dumb throat and went all the way east. The floods this summer and the cold winters are the experiences left by the ancestors. The strong winds in the north roared, and the south was cold and cold. Nope. The army passed from the north of Xin'an County, but just took the short route to the east. It would not continue to go south, and naturally could not enter the Xin'an County.

Young Master Jiang sent a letter saying that all the people near Xin'an were already refugees, and they were dragged down by the war. However, the business of Spring Breeze House is still the same. It can be seen that as long as it is not a disaster, the gentry always have to eat and have fun, which is no different from the ordinary.

I heard that Ji Fei gave birth to a pair of dragons and phoenixes. A pair of princesses are white and beautiful, which is the most lively happy event in Daxia in the past six months. Unfortunately, Ji Hongyuan was in Jiangnan and could not see him as his niece and niece for the first time. On the contrary, when Yu Jinnian knew this news, he couldn't help but think about it. If the queen became a queen in the future, wouldn't Ji Hong be the uncle!

Yu Jinnian glanced at Ji Hong with his eyes squinted. He said, "Uncle Guo, who is of such a good age and good looks, is afraid that he will be stepped over the threshold by all the matchmakers after everything is settled."

I also heard that Yan Chang killed a large number of people in Zhongling City, cleaned and replaced them, and rewarded the officials. All the etiquette and rules were ignored, and they meant to be independent and king. Zhongling's bureaucrats stood in line one after another, fearing that they would go to the city gate building one step later, and be accompanied by the fool Song Cheng who didn't know how to work.

The old bone of the old Yan's family is considered to be poked on Da Xiazi's face. If he is more arrogant, he can poke directly into Tianzi's mind.

Seeing Yan Chang's crazy posture, he made up his mind: even if he couldn't beat Jiang and couldn't win Xia Jing, he would have to make a Nanxia dynasty out of Zhongling.

"A big injustice." Yu Jinnian will also say.

When Yan Chang started his army, he said "save the country in danger". Now that he has lost patience, he made the word "danger" himself, and in the city of Zhongling was upright. Originally, Tianzi and he were blood relatives who had broken bones and tendons, so that no one would have to give anyone down the steps, and all the faces of the old Yan family were torn up.

The imperial court officials who had impeached Ji's family and surrendered to the imperial court all said nothing. Those who wanted to use the wind of Yan Chang to crush the government's government also silenced them, and each of them shrunk their heads like quails. There are those who make the wall head grass, swinging. Right now, Yan Chang's rebellion is true. Ji Hong is a prisoner, but it is true that he can be ignored in the tents. General Xiao Min has little achievements in his youth, and the victory is even more true.

The emperor asked the subordinates: Are you ashamed? !

Winter solstice.

Every household started to make dumplings wonton and eaten rice cake soup yuan, the people still have to live their lives.

The army was stationed at the pagoda temple across the water from Zhongling. Finally, there was no need to hold the tent, nor to eat the cake. There were also the white noodles sent by the old host in the temple and the sheep presented by the mountain villagers. Although the old host was broad-minded and didn't care, but killing his life in the temple was foul of the Buddha's eyes and eyes, Wei He took a few hands and feet and slaughtered cleanly in the forest outside the temple. Take it back for cooking.

The soldiers also followed the dip, eaten the stew and steamed buns, and warmed their hands and feet.

Pagoda Temple is a good place. It is said that it was the Feng Shui that came from the Tai-ancestor when Da Xia was founded.

But this good feng shui is in Yu Jinnian's eyes, that is, the rabbits in the forest, the fish in the water under the mountain, and the sprigs of winter vegetables and mushrooms under the tree roots beside the temple. Yu Jinnian had n’t been in the kitchen for a long time, and itchy and itchy hands. He could n’t wait to take off his robe, rolled up his sleeves, and jumped into the kitchen. He mixed lamb with radish, simply wrapped some dumplings with lamb and radish filling, and boiled a pot of lamb soup to make a base, picked some vegetables, or slices or pieces from the temple's self-raised vegetable border, around the mud stove Put the pot around. Then call last season Hong and Min Xuefei to cook hot pot and spend the winter solstice.

It can be said to be in a small kettle of ablation.

The guest house was specially packed for them to live in. The masters and the monks in the temple lived in the Zen forest behind them, so they would not easily disturb them. There were only a few people close to the house, and all the mud legs beside Zhi Zhi were also gone. Min Xuefei's throat procrastinated for half a month, and he didn't dare to eat more warm stuff like lamb, so he only fished in the pot After the meeting, he stretched his hand and dragged the blind and even the janitor, and pressed it firmly on his lap. He said, "Don't turn around, it hurts me."

Lian Zhi looked at Yu Jinnian and Ji Hong across the face timidly, raised his hand to rub Min Xuefei's temple, and whispered to ask him if he still had pain. The ears were redder than the oily spicy seeds in the dish.

Ji Hong's cough was also improved by 80% to 90%, and he still eats Chen Bai Shi Su wine regularly to recuperate daily. It also prevents Yu Jinnian from tossing and sitting down to eat and drink warm soup to warm his stomach.

Yu Jinnian smiled and watched Ji Hong slowly drinking soup. He also watched that even the janitor's blush was tuned-playing, and watching Master Min open his mouth to ask his father to feed. The soup base in the pot boils one after another, and the sizzling charcoal fire roasts a pie. He picked up a dumpling, and then dangled into his mouth. Wu Ji trot outside and hurried in with a happy smile on his face.

Wu Ji came in and called "Little God Doctor" and "Shi Zi Ye" again, eating sugar-like excitement.

He said: The emperor's pardon order is coming!

Yu Jinnian jumped up with dumplings, Baota Temple is really a good place!