It is now the end of the second year of Taikang.

When Ye Ming received Li Xin's letter, it was already the twenty-sixth day of the lunar month, and there were four days left to celebrate the New Year.

At this time, it is generally impossible to fight, but it is still necessary to be disgusting and disgusting opponents, a few days before the Chinese New Year, Ye Ming handed a letter to Li Yan, who was guarding the Sword Pavilion, and told him plainly that Mianzhu City was broken.

The Sword Pavilion didn't respond.

However, it is obvious that at this juncture, the entire southwest, even the capital thousands of miles away, has its eyes on Mianzhu City.

It can be said that in this year's festival, Mianzhu is the focus of the whole world.

Soon, it was the end of the second year of Taikang.

And on this day of the Chinese New Year's Eve, in Yali, Mianzhucheng County, where the whole world is focused, Marquis Jing'an, who dominates the situation in the southwest, is sitting with his dog-headed military division Zhao Jia.

In front of them, there was a stack of dumpling wrappers.

The Marquis of Jing'an is teaching Zhao Jia to make dumplings in a serious way.

In fact, making dumplings is an old skill of Marquis Li, when he first entered the capital, he relied on this cooking skill to capture the heart of the eldest princess of Qinghe.

Of course, he himself is more interested in this, otherwise he would not have made so much food as a social animal in his previous life.

Zhao Jia has been studying in Chen Guogong's Mansion since he was a child, he can be regarded as a serious scholar, he has not been close to the kitchen since he was a child, and he is being taken by Li Xin at this time, and he is learning to make dumplings little by little.

But he still had a bitter face.

"Master Hou, let the people below get these things, and there are still a lot of affairs to deal with in the subordinate county government."

Li Xin gave him a blank look, and said angrily: "Today is the Chinese New Year's Eve, give you a day off, and the county affairs will be talked about tomorrow." ”

Zhao Jia stopped talking.

Li Xin turned around and threw a piece of carbon into the stove next to him, then turned his head to Zhao Jia and said, "It's been a year since I came out in a blink of an eye, Brother You'an, is he homesick?" ”

Zhao Jia is older than Li Xin, Li Xin is twenty years old after this year, and Zhao Jia is twenty-three years old after the New Year.

At his age, he naturally married a wife, and now Zhao Jia's family was taken to the Jing'an Hou Mansion by Li Xin, and the two were completely bound together.

Zhao Jia smiled reluctantly.

"It's normal to go away for a year, but Hou Ye is homesick?"

People in this era, when they go far away, sometimes it takes half a year or even a year on the road, and Zhao Jia, as an aborigine, can accept this kind of parting.

But Li Xin does miss that home in the capital a little.

It's not because of how good the Jing'an Hou Mansion is, but because in this festival celebrated by the whole world, Li Xin misses those people in the capital a little.

I miss Zhong Xiaoxiao and the Ninth Princess.

I miss Chen Sixteen at home, as well as Old Man Ye in Chen Guogong's Mansion, and Master Wang in Yulinwei's camp.

and Cui Jiuniang, who hid in the alley and didn't dare to see anyone.

Even, Li Xin was somewhat worried about the former His Royal Highness the King of Wei.

To be honest, if it weren't for seeing a certain house collapse in the southwest, Li Xin would have been able to throw this mess to Ye Ming after laying down Mianzhu and go back to the capital to enjoy his happiness.

Zhao Jia put aside the ugly dumplings that he had wrapped, and said with a smile: "Mianzhu has broken the city, and it will not be far to recover the southwest, and when General Ye breaks the Sword Pavilion and joins forces, we can go back to the capital next autumn at most." ”

Speaking of this, Zhao Jia glanced up at Li Xin and whispered, "What if...... Lord Hou is willing to use the 50,000 people in Hanzhou, maybe without General Ye, we can also take Jincheng. ”

Originally, Li Xin used the people of Hanzhou City to want them to cooperate with him to take Mianzhu, but now that Mianzhu has broken the city, Li Xin sent a letter to Mu Ying and asked them to continue to stay in Hanzhou.

Li Xin glanced at Zhao Jia lightly.

"Brother You'an, those people in Hanzhou City are rebels, and I can't command them."

Zhao Jia accompanied the smiling face and said with a smile: "What Master Hou said is that his subordinates have written it down." ”

The mastermind of the Marquis Mansion of Jing'an first glanced at Li Xin, and then asked, "Master Hou, Mianzhu has broken the city, what should we do next?" ”

"Wait for news from Senior Brother Ye."

Li Xin put a dumpling on the table and said, "We don't have enough people, just keep Mianzhu for the time being, and see what response Senior Brother Ye has, if Senior Brother Ye has instructions, we will help them knock down the Sword Pavilion after the New Year." ”

Mianzhu is inside the Sword Gate Pass, if Li Xin sends troops from Mianzhu, then it will be a front and back attack with Ye Ming, and no matter how unbreakable the Sword Pavilion is, it will not be able to hold it for long.

Zhao Jia shook his head slightly.

"As long as our people leave Mianzhu, Jincheng will definitely send someone to take Mianzhu back, and General Ye will not let Hou Ye support the Sword Pavilion."

"That's why I said I'm waiting for news."

Zhao Jia asked with a smile: "Now that the situation in the southwest has basically settled, what will Hou Ye do after returning to Beijing?" ”

Li Xin frowned slightly.

"It's not something I can control, it depends on the meaning of the Son of Heaven."

"In the first battle in the southwest, although General Ye was the main general, but Hou Ye, you crossed the Sky Ridge and smashed into the southwest hinterland, and in terms of merit, you actually surpassed General Ye Da, and you returned to the capital......"

Zhao Jia glanced at Li Xin again.

"If you are old enough, you can enter the Dadu Governor's Mansion to do things."

"Even if Hou Ye is at his age now, the forbidden army in Gyeonggi should all be handed over to Hou Ye."

The Marquis of Jing'an was expressionless.

"Brother You'an, the affairs of the court, not only have to think about progress, but also think about retreating, if we return to the capital smoothly, I will ask Your Majesty for a few years."

Before Li Xin came to the southwest, he was already a second-rank general of the forbidden army, and according to this merit, after he went back, he could become a member of the first rank or even the first rank, and become the top group of people in the court.

But Li Xin is too young after all, if he is really too flamboyant like this, although he can be beautiful in the past two years, but he will definitely add trouble to himself in the future.

It's not a high achievement, but it will definitely attract the eyes of others.

Of course, these are all later words, and there is still a long way to go to solve the southwest problem now.

Moreover, for Li Xin, the key to the southwest issue is not whether he can help take back **, but whether he can make the general of the Zhu State pay the price for his mistakes.

The account between him and Li Shen has to be slowly settled little by little.

However, there is obviously no way to say these words to Zhao Jiaxi.

Zhao Youan sighed and said with emotion: "This is the reason why you can rise to the top in the court, and I can only stay in the Chen Guogong Mansion to accompany me, if you go to the big temple to be an official, maybe you won't be able to understand how you died when you die." ”

The Marquis of Jing'an pursed his lips.

"Concentrate on your work, less on the back."

……

The two of them were talking while making dumplings, Li Xin was making dumplings conscientiously, but suddenly took a glimpse and saw Zhao Jia's "work".

Jing Anhou suddenly frowned.

"Brother You'an, otherwise, you better go boil water......"

Zhao Jia had just found a little bit of the feeling of making dumplings at this time, and when he heard this, he was a little unconvinced, and asked, "Why did you let your subordinates boil water?" ”

The Marquis of Jing'an pointed at the pile of strange shapes in front of Zhao Jia, and his expression was very disgusted.

"Brother You'an, these works of yours remind me of a sentence."

"What?"

"Woohoo woe, I'm ...... ugly"