Chapter Ninety-Five: I'm Not Accustomed to the Smell of Wine

His Majesty the Emperor arrived, and Hong Longjia, who eats with the soldiers on weekdays, asked the head army to open a small stove and send it to the big tent of the Chinese army, with a roast leg of lamb per person, accompanied by three catties of Huadiao wine, a few fresh fruits and vegetables, which have a unique flavor, and sit in the big tent.

Li Yuanhao naturally wants to sit in the northernmost side, and Li Xiuce gnawed a leg of mutton, Yu Qing and Xuan'er, baked with charcoal, the roast leg of mutton is golden in color, it makes people appetite at a glance, Liu Qing from the grassland into the Central Plains saw the familiar food, tears are about to flow down, I can't wait to hug the roast leg of mutton and kiss two mouthfuls before eating, from Tai'an City to the Zhenbei Army, and then to Xueyong City, and now come to the Zhenxi Army, Liu Qing has tasted Xuan'er's craftsmanship, delicious is delicious, but a little less moon is the intimacy of the hometown Ming, it turns out that this intimacy is on this roast leg of mutton。

A gang leader carried Huadiao wine into the big tent, poured a bowl for each person, splashed it on the roast leg of mutton, stabbed, a burst of smoke rose, the big tent was filled with a faint aroma of wine, the wine can go to the smell of mutton, and it does not affect the taste, it is better than vinegar. It was Li Yuanhao's turn to roast a leg of lamb in front of him, His Majesty the Emperor held a cucumber head in his mouth, and hurriedly stopped: "Stop, I'm not used to the smell of wine!"

The leader of the gang withdrew from the big tent, and he didn't read much on weekdays, so he wondered a little, who am I?

Xiong Tuwei snorted slightly, didn't look at His Majesty the Emperor directly, lowered his head and took a sip of wine, shook the beads of wine on his beard, and sighed in his heart: "Manly man, I'm not used to the smell of wine, it's too embarrassing, hey, how can you be loyal to such a Emperor and His Majesty?"

Yang Kaifeng on the side stretched out the knife to cut the flesh and waved it in front of the fiery general: "Don't think about it, be careful that your head is not protected!"

Xiong Tuwei glared: "I'm praising Your Majesty for complicity, what are you messing with!"

A meal is not shocked, His Majesty the Emperor savored the northwest flavor of roast mutton, cut a small piece of mutton, dipped in the same ingredients, a bite of mutton, slightly closed eyes, chew slowly, let the fragrance of mutton be completely released, nourish the taste buds, enter the stomach along the esophagus, let the heat be sufficient, so taste the roast mutton, in order to taste the essence of it.

Xiong Tuwei saw a sore tooth and stomach ache for a while, squinted his eyes and looked at His Majesty the Emperor with his spare eyes, to see if His Majesty the Emperor could still set up a moth, sure enough, His Majesty the Emperor lived up to expectations, and began to constantly adjust the heat of the coal, the leg of mutton was not roasted until the color was golden, and the oil and water flowed, His Majesty the Emperor would not use a knife to cut meat, and if he didn't eat a bite of mutton, His Majesty the Emperor would gently rinse his mouth and not affect the taste of the next bite of mutton.

The feast in the tent is full, and His Majesty the Emperor's exquisite eating has become the most beautiful scenery.

The hot general couldn't stand it anymore, picked up the leg of mutton and gnawed for a while, just saw Liu Qing on the other side was also holding the leg of mutton and gnawing, the two met and smiled, and they both got the meaning of "seeing each other and hating late" from each other's eyes, so that it looks like a man eating, and the northernmost one is like a girl. Xiong Tuwei raised the wine bowl and raised it at Liu Qing, the grassland talent didn't say a word, wiped his oily hands on his shirt, took the wine bowl and drank it all, and turned over the wine bowl at Xiong Tuwei, meaning I did it, you are free.

was so bold, Xiong Tuwei felt more and more that this kid was very pleasing to the eye, raised his head and drank the wine in the dry bowl, threw away the gnawed leg of mutton, got up and hugged his fists: "Your Majesty, the general, the last general will patrol tonight, so he will retreat first." ”

"Xiong Tuwei, Your Majesty is still here, how can you leave first!" Hong Longjia said sharply.

"General, tonight is my old bear ......" Xiong Tuwei closed his mouth halfway through his words, because he saw that the general had put down the dishes and chopsticks, which was a very bad sign, a weight that even a hot general could not bear.

Just as he was about to sit down, Li Yuanhao waved his hand: "Uncle Hong, it's all your own family, General Xiong can leave by himself." ”

Xiong Tuwei hugged his fists, thanked His Majesty, and went out of the camp alone, muttering in his heart, who is your own family with you, my old Xiong's own family has no sissies.

After dinner, Hong Longjia sent Li Yuanhao to rest in other camps, the general of the Zhenxi Army knew Li Yuanhao's temperament very well, the entire camp tent was cleaned up, and there was a star-dotted flower on the table, Li Yuanhao was very satisfied, he couldn't find anything wrong with it, and he threw Yu Qing and Xuan'er away, and she lay on the bed by herself, crossing Erlang's legs, leisurely.

Eating and drinking, the body is fine, and there is no discomfort of headache and butt pain, His Majesty the Emperor always feels that there is something missing, but what is missing, she can't think of it, she turns her head to look around, clean and tidy, simple and generous, it is the style of His Majesty the Emperor.

Slowly getting up, Li Yuanhao put on his shoes and socks, quietly walked out of the camp tent, his body shuttled back and forth between the tents like a swimming fish, and finally came to the big tent of the Chinese army that had just eaten, opened the curtain with two fingers, and slid in.

And this just touched the itch in the heart of the obsessive-compulsive disorder of cleanliness, Li Yuanhao smiled slightly, after eating and drinking, if he could still tidy up things, set things right, and turn chaos into order, wouldn't it be the most wonderful thing.

Put away the dishes and chopsticks, His Majesty the Emperor sat down with a small bench, rolled up his sleeves, and the dirty and oily dishes and chopsticks went out from the left hand into the right hand, becoming neat and new, white as snow, not to mention how beautiful His Majesty the Emperor's heart was, and suddenly felt that he was a hard-working and brave little bee, diligent and busy every day. If it weren't for the incomplete pentatonic sound, His Majesty the Emperor would have to sing and wash the dishes at the same time.

Behind Li Yuanhao, Yang Kaifeng, a think-tank military advisor who had returned to the big tent on official business, stretched out his hand to open the curtain of the camp tent, and saw His Majesty the Emperor who was busy, unexpectedly, he couldn't help but be slightly stunned, paused for a moment, and finally gently lowered the curtain, left on tiptoe, came to a bonfire, and sat on the ground.

Hong Xiguan, the deputy general of the Zhenxi Army, Chen Daikun, the left vanguard, and Zeng Xiangcai, the general of the Che Cavalry, were all there, and this was a routine routine for several senior generals of the Zhenxi Army to sit around the bonfire every day, get together to discuss the situation of the Zhenxi Army, and assess the movements of the Western Chu.

Yang Kaifeng threw a piece of firewood into the bonfire, nodded with a smile, and couldn't help laughing.

Chen Daikun kicked Yang Kaifeng sideways: "Hey, old Yang, if you encounter something good, say it and listen to it." ”

Yang Kaifeng stopped laughing and ignored Chen Daikun: "Xiguan, what kind of person is Your Majesty?"

Hong Xiguan is slightly younger than the four major generals, and the Zhenxi Army doesn't care much about the official rank, so he calls Hong Xiguan's name on weekdays.

"What, Brother Yang, you were also shocked by some of Your Majesty's actions?" Hong Xiguan said with a smile.

Yang Kaifeng shook his head: "It's shocking, it's unheard of, I can't even think of it." He tapped the big tent of the Chinese army with his chin: "Your Majesty is in the big tent at this time...... Brush the dishes, it seems to be quite ...... Glad. ”