Cangzhou, in early spring, heavy snowfall one after another, but the red plums in the plum garden bloomed extraordinarily.

Zhang Ci and Jiang Fan, two young heroes, talked in a majestic posture, and finally froze the rivers and mountains of the Northland. Chen Qiuniang wanted to say thank you to Jiang Fan several times, but Jiang Fan always smiled, waved his hand and said with a smile that he actually missed Xiao Yanyan a little, and said that Xiao Yanyan was actually a very cute beauty, but she didn't know what it had become now. So, every time he wanted to thank Jiang Fan, he successfully changed the topic. If it is repeated, Chen Qiuniang will not mention this topic.

As for Zhang Ci, he was not in a hurry to leave Cangzhou, even if there were several urgent letters from Shuzhong, it was Jing Liang who said that there were still remnants of the Council of Elders who were about to move, and hoped that he would rush back to deal with it. Zhang Ci only burned the letter and let Pan Yunxi, who was nearby, enter Shu with the token. He is still nested in this small courtyard in the plum garden, except in the morning when Chen Qiuniang has not gotten up, he goes to discuss things with Jiang Fan, and the rest of the time is tired of being with Chen Qiuniang, writing and reading, playing chess and drawing, playing the piano and singing, or chatting casually, sometimes can't help it, the two also hug and kiss. Every time, the two had to stop at a critical moment, making each other's faces red and their hearts fluttering.

Chen Qiuniang felt that such a day was really happy, as beautiful as the lotus pond after the rain, a pond of lotuses bloomed, accompanied by a red sunset, and a purple and blue sky. She didn't ask Zhang Ci how much control he had over the situation around him, nor did she explore the matter of Han Derang and Xiao Yanyan, let alone ask Chai Yu how he was.

Here she is, not thinking about anything else. Every day, what she wants to do is to be with Zhang Ci, and seeing him happy, she feels that there are no regrets in this world. Of course, in these few days, she washed his hands and made soup for him and cooked all kinds of delicacies. In the past, she had to rely on alcohol anesthesia and her imagination to maintain the mood of making a meal for her beloved, but now she is full of this mood, and all kinds of delicacies are emerging in endlessly.

The cooks and maids in the plum garden were amazed by the food she made, and they all wanted to come to learn from her. Jiang Fan also rubbed rice every day, and unceremoniously sent away these admiring learners.

"This, otherwise, let's not maintain that damn ancestral training, let Chen Wenzheng's kid open the rich feast to Liao." Jiang Fan ate the fragrant steamed chicken with lotus leaves, and said to Zhang Cijian, who was drinking fruit wine in a sip.

"Don't overthink it. I didn't force you to go to the Northlands, and you can choose to say no now. Zhang Ci squinted at him.

"It's stingy." Jiang Fan ate the chicken and vaguely disdainfully Zhang Ci.

Nian Qiu and Chen Qiuniang were cooking on the side, watching the two eat with relish, and both of them felt very happy. As for Hongmei's whereabouts, Chen Qiuniang didn't inquire, but Nianqiu took the initiative to tell Chen Qiuniang that Gongzi punished Hongmei for going to the Northland and asked her to buy a mansion there.

A few days later, at dusk, Zhang Ci was discussing matters with the Eighteen Horsemen in the house, Jiang Fan was sitting by the window watching the sunset, and suddenly turned to Chen Qiuniang, who was reading the fragments of the Food and Goods Chronicle, and said, "I let Hongmei go to the Northland. ”

"Well, I heard." She looked up at him.

At this time, it was hunting wind outside the window, and although the snow had melted, it was still extremely cold. The plum blossoms and the kind twilight in the garden were his background, and his long hair was untied and dancing in the wind. The whole person shows a kind of lonely desolation and unruliness.

"Ben Gongzi thinks that my dream in this life cannot be realized, but I can still realize other people's dreams. Han Derang also needs a gentle and capable wife. He slowly explained where Hongmei was going and what he was going to do.

But when she heard this sentence in Chen Qiuniang's ears, she felt an inexplicable discomfort, but she couldn't say anything, just looked at him, moved her mouth, and asked, "Have you really decided?" ”

"The son-in-law of a powerful family can have a peaceful and uninhibited life for more than ten years, which is already a gift from God. Now it's time to take responsibility. He looked serious.

Chen Qiuniang knew that he said this to let her know that it was only his responsibility to decide that his decision to live as Han Derang's identity and then control the northern land to maintain the ancestral training was only his responsibility, and his decision had nothing to do with her. However, he can obviously choose to stay in the Central Plains, and he can also contribute to the Jiang family, or inherit the position of the head of the Jiang family, live in the beautiful Central Plains, and live as his Jiang family.

"Thank you." She hesitated, but still said this sentence.

"Don't just say it? If you want to thank you, hurry up and get me a copy of the secret copy of the chef that you don't pass on. In the future, when you are not around, I can't eat these delicacies even if I want to. Jiang Fan said with a grin.

Chen Qiuniang felt sad when she looked at him like this, but she knew that he didn't want her to feel guilty, so she didn't want to get to the bottom of what to expose. Then he replied, "It's all said that it's a secret transmission, how can you give it to people lightly?" ”

"Hey, Chen Qiuniang, can you not be so stingy? Isn't that a gesture for you? Jiang Fan smiled heartily, and asked reluctantly: "Chen Qiuniang, do you want to give it or not?" said thanks, but there was no sincerity at all. ”

"It's not that you don't give it, it's that there are some things that can't be made by reading a book, you have to find me two or three people who have excellent talent in cooking." Chen Qiuniang replied.

Jiang Fan suddenly realized, and said as he walked out: "I'll go and find it, don't regret it." ”

"It's a good word." Chen Qiuniang said loudly to Jiang Fan, who flashed out quickly.

After a while, Jiang Fan selected ten women with higher cooking skills from the maids in the plum garden and asked Chen Qiuniang to choose a few. Chen Qiuniang assigned corresponding tasks for these ten maids, and then after inspecting their meeting, she stayed with her to study.

So, in the past few days in Cangzhou, Chen Qiuniang was quite busy in this world. On the one hand, he played against Zhang Ci, ate, played the piano, and told stories, and on the other hand, he was cultivating excellent chefs for Jiang Fan. At the same time, she also copied some recipes and some cooking experience by hand.

After a few days, the snow melted and the plum blossoms withered. Cangzhou City seems to have entered the mid-spring directly from winter overnight, the sun is warm, and the buds are growing wildly, as if they want to repay the world for all the suffering they have suffered before.

On this warmer day, Chen Qiuniang followed Zhang Ci and Jiang Fan to the nearby Meiyun Town, and quietly killed Han Derang in Yunhualing, outside Meiyun Town. And Chen Qiuniang also saw the real Han Derang for the first time, he looked really obscene, he was not a majestic husband at all, and his expression and words were all a person with brains.

Sure enough, Han Derang in history is actually not himself for a long time. Otherwise, Chen Qiuniang really couldn't connect Han Derang in front of him with the infatuated man in history who personally created the prosperity of the Liao Kingdom. However, if the later Han Derang was really Jiang Fan-

Chen Qiuniang stood on the dense forest hill of Yunhualing, looking at the killing just under the mountain, thinking that maybe history is not the truth, but the surface of the whitewashed incident. No one in this world really knows the true face of history, and they don't know what is the real history, right? Perhaps, in the eyes of others, she traveled to this time and space and knew history, so using this knowledge to protect herself is disturbing history, but for history, she is also part of the truth of history.

So, the Han Derang he knows well is actually Jiang Fan, right? According to historical rumors, he and Xiao Yanyan are very in love! I don't know if this will be true.

Chen Qiuniang's heart was agitated, and she only looked at Jiang Fan at the bottom of the mountain. Suddenly, he turned his head to look at her, a pair of eyes smiling, and the corners of his brows showed infinite charm.

"I really want to beat that kid up, and I dare to look at you like this." Zhang Ci, who was standing on the side, suddenly said.

Chen Qiuniang didn't follow this topic, but asked: "Is it today, is he going to leave Cangzhou and go to the north?" ”

"Not so fast. There are still some preparations to be made. At least, on Xiao Yanyan's side, he has to contact it himself. Zhang Ci replied, then gently hugged her into his arms and whispered, "Everyone has their own choice, don't impose the fault that does not belong to you on yourself." Everyone has to choose a path to live, and this path may be the best for Jiang Fan. ”

"I don't really understand." Chen Qiuniang leaned on his arms, really didn't want to think about anything, so she replied straight like a coquettish little girl.

"In other words, you can't let him stay like this, keep his impossible dreams, and live his life in a mess, right?" Zhang Ci's tone was still gentle, but Chen Qiuniang leaned on his shoulder and wept.

Three days later, without any farewell, Jiang Fan entered Liao before Chen Qiuniang got up and started his life in Liao as Han Derang.

The plum garden was returned to the Jiang family and given to his brother Jiang Hang by name. And Jiang Hang was in the distant Shu, so he was temporarily taken care of by Nianqiu.

Zhang Ci stayed in Cangzhou for three more days, feeling the surrounding situation, and at dusk the day before he was about to leave for Shuzhong, someone knocked on the door of the plum garden. The knock on the door was very urgent, and the maid who opened the door ran to the courtyard where Chen Qiuniang was after a while, and shouted in a low voice: "Miss Su, the person who came is from the Chai family, covered in blood, scarred, and in a very bad situation, I want to see you by name." ”

"Chai Jiajun?" Chen Qiuniang stood up suddenly.

"Yes, it was General Liu Qiang, who was in charge of the reconnaissance battalion of the Chai family, who we often dealt with, and seemed to be seriously injured. Originally, Chai Jiajun and Jiang Jiamei Yuan knew each other, so they almost pierced the window paper. Now, General Liu suddenly came, and I am afraid that the situation is very critical. The maidservant fell on her knees and said.

Chen Qiuniang was afraid that there would be fraud in it, so she couldn't pay attention to it for a while, so she looked back at Zhang Ci and asked, "Does Lang Jun know the recent situation of this Chai family's army?" ”R1152