"Ann and Wang Ji sent it, then I have to taste it......"

Mrs. Zhao said as she picked up a piece and took a bite.

It tastes pretty good.

Mrs. Zhao squinted slightly, pinched the document in his hand with his other hand and knocked Zhao Yi's outstretched hand, "You have eaten a lot, and you still want to eat?" The rest is mine. ”

Zhao Yi retracted his hand: "Ancestral ......"

"My son honors me, you can go aside."

Zhao Yi: "......"

After eating a piece, Mrs. Zhao praised: "An and Wang Ji's skills are good. "What a blessing that boy is!

Zhao Yi: "...... Hehehe, that woman doesn't know how to make these at all, I see this pastry, eighty percent of it was not bought by her, or she asked the palace people to make it. ”

Mrs. Zhao glared at him, "At least Ren'an and Wang Ji still have this heart, do you have it?" It's all done to come out and steal the old man's pastries......"

Before Mrs. Zhao finished speaking, he was interrupted by Zhao Yi in shock, "Grandfather, where are you old?!" You're getting older! It's not a problem to give me another uncle! ”

Mrs. Zhao: "......"

"Bastard boy! What to say! Roll on! Mrs. Zhao yelled at Zhao Yi, Zhao Yi touched his nose and became gray.

He didn't talk nonsense.

His grandfather and grandmother have been so honey-blended over the years, what is better than his father's mother, his grandmother used to be in poor health, but now he has been cured by An and Wang Ji, he feels that the war is over, he must add an uncle or aunt.

Watching her grandson walk away, Mrs. Zhao's old face was red to the root of her ears before she gradually calmed back.

Xiuniang has been sick for so many years, he has never dared to toss her, and he didn't dare to have fun before coming to the battlefield.

He has worked hard for so many years.

But even if Tian Ding is over, Xiuniang is also old, there will definitely be risks, and her health is not easy to get better......

When I think of Mrs. Zhao, I will inevitably think of the reason why Mrs. Zhao has been sick and weak over the years. Mrs. Zhao's eyes darkened, Xiuniang had followed him for so many years and suffered hardships.

He really didn't expect his mother to do such a thing.

Although he wrote to Xiuniang that his mother was at her disposal, he knew that with Xiuniang's character, for him and the child, she would definitely make a big deal small, she was such a woman, no matter when, she always put him first.

If you have a wife like this, what more can a husband ask for?

……

Ning Tuo, dressed in armor, walked over with a sword, holding a map book in his hand.

As soon as Zhao Yi came out of Mrs. Zhao's room and walked to his small study, he saw Ning Tuo walking over from a distance, propped up his hands, climbed over the railing, and asked with a smile: "Vice Marshal Ning, are you here to find your grandfather?" ”

Ning Tuo glanced at Zhao Yi and said, "I'm looking for General Zhao." ”

"Oh, Uncle is in his room." Zhao Yi replied.

Ning Tuo bowed, he knew.

Zhao Qing'an Chang Shenlong saw the head but not the tail, and Ning Tuo pounced several times. Now that he came over, he naturally asked the guard first, and he would come over only if he was sure he was there.

Ning Tuo crossed Zhao Yi, strode over, looked at the door of Zhao Ping's house, and pushed it open and walked in without waiting for him to agree. The barracks are full of men, and there is nothing inconvenient or inconvenient.

"Qing'an, in the past two days, I have studied the topography of Beihe Mountain again, and I think there are some problems with your previous deployment, so I have made the following deployment to Beihe Mountain, you can see if it works......"

Zhao Ping sat in front of the desk without sitting posture, holding a flower-shaped pastry in one hand and a flower in the other...... Flower?

Ning Tuo came in, but he didn't get up, he only nodded at him, bit the pastry in his mouth, and said in a vague voice: "Sit." ”

Ning Tuo glanced at the flower-like pastry in Zhao Ping's hand, retracted his gaze, and sat down next to him: "Your mother sent it?" "Reading.com

Zhao Ping: "......"

Zhao Ping glanced at him: "Your sister sent it." ”

Ning Tuo paused, "Anhe? ”

Zhao Ping raised his lips and smiled, "Of course, otherwise who can have this leisure." ”

Ning Tuo couldn't help but hook his lower lip, he was quite idle. Who has this leisure for ordinary people? He actually sent flowers and cakes, and in the barracks, he only saw those who gave clothes, and he only received clothes.

"Would Your Highness want to taste it?" Zhao Ping asked casually.

Ning Tuo said "um", walked over to take a look, and grabbed a few pieces of the most complete flower shape, "This flower is quite beautiful, I can't imagine that An He still has such craftsmanship." ”

Zhao Ping: "......" She has a fart.

"Anhe is so good to you, don't let Anhe fail." Ning Tuo said, touching a few more pastries.

Zhao Ping: "......"

Zhao Ping snorted lightly, even if she loses, she bears him.

After the two ate a few pastries, they spread out the map and began to discuss the military situation.

……

Two days later.

"General, general! Someone has brought you something again! ”

Zhao Ping heard the shouting from a long distance.

At this time, he was training troops.

Dressed in black armor and black robes, with a sword in his hand, he stood solemnly on the stage to watch the soldiers' drills.

The overall function of the Jiang soldiers is still much better than that of the Yan army, and these few big victories are still because the Yan people are too light on the enemy, and after a few defeats, after estimating Jiang Jun and his ability, I am afraid it will be a lot more difficult to deal with.

The ancestors of the Yan people begged for a living on horseback all the year round, and they were born with a strong physique. Jiang people do not have an advantage in terms of physique, and they can only make up for it by constantly exercising.

Especially these soldiers, they still have to follow him in the vanguard army.

This loud shout, not only Zhao Ping heard it, but also the soldiers below, and most of them stopped their movements and looked at the shouters.

Zhao Ping raised his sword, struck the drum next to him with his scabbard, and shouted, "What are you looking at?!" Keep practicing! Even Zhao Yi can't beat a child, and he still likes to watch the excitement? ”

Suddenly, Zhao Yi, who was nominated, stopped, and looked at his uncle speechlessly.

The soldier had already run to him, gloating at Zhao Ping's training comrades, and then he leaned over with a smile, "General......"

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Zhao Ping: "What are you yelling!" Penalty Stand! Next time, pay attention, except for the military emergency report, you can't shout at anything during training! ”

Does that mean it's good to come over quietly?

The soldier glanced at Zhao Ping, and inexplicably felt that he understood what Zhao Ping meant.

Taking advantage of passing by Zhao Ping's side, he hurriedly whispered: "The person who came claimed to be the guard under Deputy Commander Mu, and said that he was ordered by An and Wang Ji to deliver something, and his subordinates secretly looked at it, as if it were a few big jars." ”

Zhao Ping didn't squint, and lowered his voice and said, "Pay attention next time, go to the punishment station." ”

"Huh!" The soldier cheerfully answered and ran to the edge of the platform to stand for punishment.

Last time, she mentioned in her letter that she wanted to send preserved fruits, but she said that the preserved fruits needed to be pickled and would take some days, but she didn't expect that it would be sent to Los Angeles after only two days.

It can be seen that she really has herself in her heart.

Thinking of this, Zhao Ping couldn't help but the corners of his lips fluttered.

Realizing what this place was, he coughed dryly to hide the upward curvature of the corners of his mouth.