Wei and Jin cooks

Fires were lit on both sides of the Luoyang City Gate, barely illuminating the city gate.

Zhao Hanzhang and others approached on horseback. People on the top and bottom of the city tower heard the sound of horse hooves. Without waiting for anyone to appear from the darkness, they immediately fired their spears and bows and arrows, and shouted warily, "Who!"

Zhao Hanzhang reined in his horse. In the darkness, the bodyguard shouted: "Your Majesty, please return to the city. Please get out of the way!"

They did not get out of the way, but said: "Slow down the horses and go to the fire to check!"

Zhao Hanzhang smiled and did as he was told. When Zhao Hanzhang reached the place where the firelight could shine, the soldiers up and down the city tower immediately put away their bows, arrows and spears. The leading city gate officer quickly trotted forward, knelt on one knee and said: "I'm humble, Wen." Kang met the general, but he did not know who he was, and he neglected the general, so he asked the general to punish him."

Zhao Hanzhang waved his hand and said: "You acted according to orders, what crime did you commit?"

She said: "I will guard the city gate like this from now on."

Wen Kang felt happy and responded loudly.

Luoyang does not close its city gates now because it is not necessary.

There are now only 40,000 to 50,000 people in the city, and more of the people Fan Ying brought back were arranged in the villages under Luoyang to facilitate the cultivation of land nearby.

But now Luoyang is very poor, the emperor is no longer here, and there will be no foreign enemies to invade for the time being, so Zhao Hanzhang wrote a letter asking Ji Yuan not to close the city gates.

However, not many people come in and out at night.

There are a lot of bandits out there, who is wandering around outside at night?

Not closing the city gate at night makes it easier for soldiers to come in and out for training and patrol, as well as people who go out to work in the city.

Entering the city, there was no one or a light on the street, only a few sounds could be heard from the residential area not far away.

The closer to Zhao's house, the more sounds there are, and there are even children crying in some houses.

Zhao Hanzhang couldn't help but smile happily when he heard the sound of the child being beaten and crying, "This is like life."

Fu Tinghan:......

He lightly kicked the horse's belly to make the horse speed up and pass her directly, "Let's go quickly, Erlang is probably waiting for us to go back to eat right now."

Zhao Erlang and Zeng Yue returned to Luoyang early with their army. As soon as he came back, he was interrogated by Xie Shi and Ji Yuan. There were too many questions, and he could only answer the first few. For example, where is his sister? On the way It goes well...

No matter how much they did, he could only stare at them innocently with his big eyes.

Although he followed his sister the whole time, he didn't know as much as Ji Yuan and the others. After all, Zhao Hanzhang had been writing letters to Ji Yuan.

Ji Yuan and Xie Shi could only let him go.

But Zhao Erlang was not very happy because he was hungry and Sister A and the others had not come back yet.

Zhao Kuan and several clan brothers came here early to wait, and even Zhao Cheng came.

With the elders in front, no one dared to use chopsticks even if the food was ready. They were all waiting for Zhao Hanzhang and Fu Tinghan.

When Zhao Hanzhang finally returned to Zhao's house, Zhao Erlang had quietly eaten a plate of snacks, but he didn't feel full at all. Instead, he felt uncomfortable because of eating too much snacks.

Seeing his sister come in, he looked at her aggrievedly.

Seeing Zhao Hanzhang, Zhao Kuan immediately stood up and saluted with his clan brothers. Only Zhao Cheng was still sitting cross-legged.

Zhao Hanzhang strode in, waved his hand to excuse their courtesy, bowed deeply to Zhao Cheng, and said with a smile: "I kept you waiting for a long time."

Zhao Cheng looked quite gentle, nodded and asked, "Why were you delayed on the way?"

Zhao Hanzhang explained: "When I met two old farmers, I stopped and asked questions."

Zhao Cheng nodded, "I want to hear the thoughts of the people below. Because Bei Gongchun and Mi Ce are arrogant, there are complaints below. When I came over, I saw you and thought you were going to be the King of East China Sea."

Zhao Hanzhang said helplessly: "My uncle will kill me if he says this. How could I, and how dare I become the King of East China Sea?"

She looked around and saw Zhao Erlang holding his stomach and looking at her pitifully. She immediately said: "Uncle hasn't eaten yet, how about we eat first?"

Zhao Cheng nodded slightly, but he was very polite. He glanced at the two people who were dusty and said: "You go to freshen up and change clothes first. We will wait a moment."

Zhao Hanzhang didn't dare to let him wait. He tilted his head and ordered his servants, "Go and order the kitchen to serve food."

Then she took Fu Tinghan down to wash up and change clothes. In fact, she originally wanted to sit down and eat directly. There was not so much care when marching and fighting, but this was at home and there were elders in front of her, so she decided to be a filial niece.

Tinghe trotted to the kitchen to ask someone to fetch water. Fu An followed her and couldn't help but mutter, "Your uncle's gift is too heavy. You just came back from a war and you're not wearing armor. Why do you have to wash yourself up?"

Ting He clicked his tongue twice when he heard this, "Now I dislike Mr. Cheng's courtesy. Who said our girl was rough before?"

Fu An glared and retorted: "I never said that."

"You didn't say it, but your eyes expressed it."

Fu An: "...you, your words are too strong and unreasonable."

Tinghe picked up the water and snorted at him: "I'm too lazy to argue with you. If you don't hurry up, the big man will be left behind in a while."

How could Fu An let Fu Tinghan fall behind?

He quickly picked up hot water and followed.

Zhao Hanzhang quickly took a shower and changed clothes. Tinghe wanted to scent her clothes, so she took them directly and put them on, "It's just a family dinner, there's no need for this."

She didn't even tie up her hair, she just took a piece of cloth to tie her hair and went out like a man. However, she was wearing wide sleeves and long clothes, dragging wooden clogs on her feet, and walked to the hall in a carefree manner.

She deliberately took a detour to the guest courtyard and stood not far in front of the courtyard waiting for Fu Tinghan.

Fu Tinghan is slower. He is calm and measured in everything he does, unlike Zhao Hanzhang who is fast and furious.

He had just put on his underwear when she arrived in front of the yard.

When Fu An learned that their young master was slowing down again, he was sweating profusely and hurriedly put on his clothes.

Seeing this, Fu Tinghan straightened his collar and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, you go get the comb and I'll do it myself."

Fu Tinghan tied up his belt in an orderly manner, seemingly slowly, but his speed was not slow at all. After he tied up his belt, he sat in front of the dressing table and let Fu An tie up his hair.

After coming here for more than two years, he has learned everything except how to tie his hair.

Fu Tinghan walked out and saw Zhao Hanzhang standing under the lantern, folding flowers on tiptoes.

When she saw him coming, she raised the winter jasmine in her hand and said with a smile, "I'll break a flower for you and put it in the bottle later."

Fu Tinghan stepped forward with a smile, took the flowers and said yes.

Fu An stretched out his hand to take the flowers, but Fu Tinghan dropped his hand, avoided his hand, and took it in his own hand, "Let's go, don't keep uncle waiting."

Zhao Hanzhang nodded and went to the front hall with him.

The servants in the mansion are all handymen recruited by Ji Yuan, and their vision and ability to serve people are naturally not as good as the servants trained at home.

So after Zhao Hanzhang said it was time to serve, they served all the food, but no one in the hall took action.

Zhao Hanzhang took Fu Tinghan and sat in the two empty seats at the top.

Fu Tinghan knelt down and carefully placed the winter jasmine in his hand on the table. Zhao Hanzhang picked up the wine bottle and poured a glass of wine for himself and Fu Tinghan. He raised his glass first and said, "I'll keep my uncle and brothers waiting tonight. It's Hanzhang's fault, Hanzhang will punish himself with a drink first."

Then drink it all in one gulp.

Zhao Kuan and others quickly raised their glasses to follow. Zhao Hanzhang put down his wine glass, took his chopsticks and looked at Zhao Cheng.

Zhao Cheng then picked up a piece of meat with his chopsticks and put it into his mouth. Everyone moved their chopsticks one after another. Zhao Erlang, who was opposite him, grabbed the rice and ate it happily.

Zhao Cheng's words were stuck in his throat. He sighed and thought it would be better to wait until he had eaten before talking.

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