Chapter 190: Sure enough, they are not your opponents
Wine is not drunk, everyone is drunk.
These words were even more inexplicable, Wei Jingshu stuffed the meat slices into her mouth, glared at him, and didn't bother to say more.
Xie Yuanan took Tuoba Kang and left first, and Li Junche poured the wine and drank it without taking a sip.
Since the last time he drank too much, and the time he quarreled with Wei Jingshu, he drank less and less, even if he wanted to drink occasionally, but only a little lightly.
As long as he doesn't drink too much, Wei Jingshu can also let him go.
She was half-full, and seeing that he hadn't eaten much, she followed his example and roasted the pieces of meat on the stove and put them in a white porcelain bowl.
Li Junche didn't have much appetite, but since he was served by Wei Jingshu, he ate it all if it was delicious or not.
When the two of them came out of the restaurant, it was already very late, and the diners downstairs had all left, and the snowflakes outside were getting bigger and bigger.
Taking Wei Jingshu into his arms, looking at the heavy snow, Li Junche sighed softly: "I still want to take you for a walk and see the scenery under the snowy night in Kyoto City." ”
King Yongjing took Goryeo in one fell swoop, which is a good thing and a bad thing for them, and Emperor Jingde can be happy twice this time, but when he turns back, the Yongjing palace will have to be attacked again and again.
Today, if you want to go out with Wei Jingshu in such a leisurely and leisurely way, I am afraid that it is also a rare opportunity.
Wei Jingshu let the cold wind blow, and the whole person shrank into Li Junche's arms, where was he still in the mood to appreciate the snow scene of Laoshizi, and said repeatedly: "Go back quickly, I'm going to freeze into ice." ”
Li Junche laughed, pinched the tip of her nose that was red from cold, and quickly got into the carriage with her.
This time the wind and snow were heavy, the snow added a little thickness, and the carriage was even slower.
When he returned to Shizi's Mansion, the heavy snow had not meant to stop, Wei Jingshu asked Li Junche to hug him back to Baoshan Residence, and he was shivering with cold along the way.
He muttered, "Why is it so cold this year, and it hasn't snowed so much in previous years." ”
When the two entered the house, Li Junche took a cloak for her, shook the snowflakes on her head and handed them to Butterbur, pulled her into the inner room, and followed: "This year is indeed much heavier than in previous years." ”
Wei Jingshu walked a few steps quickly, drilled into the kang, wrapped a brocade quilt on her body to keep warm, and paused, then she remembered something, and said to Li Junche uncertainly: "Isn't there a snow disaster." ”
The more time passed, the more she couldn't remember the big and small things in her previous life.
She remembered that there was indeed a snow disaster one year, and many people died, but she didn't remember what year it was, only that she was married to Li Junchun at that time and was staying alone in the palace in Yunzhou.
The snowstorm, which occurs once in decades, has crushed many people's houses and frozen to death.
She doesn't know what the situation in the capital is, but she has heard it from people, but the ten states of Yongjing have also been affected.
As the second young lady of the Yongjing Palace, she was also instructed by Princess Yongjing to give porridge outside.
The biting cold wind, mixed with cold snowflakes, hit the face and body, only the bones hurt, and the thick leather boots stepped on the snow, and there was no warmth after a long time, only numbness.
I can't remember the years, but I still remember that feeling.
Li Junche took a cotton towel and wiped her hair stained with snowflakes, and when she heard her say about the snow disaster, the movements of her hands were also a meal, she raised her eyes to look at the closed window, her brows furrowed slightly, and she said to herself: "It's really possible." ”
He was sent to Beijing since he was a child, and he has lived at the feet of this son of heaven for nearly 20 years, and he really has never encountered such a heavy snow in his memory.
Wei Jingshu took the cotton towel from his hand, took off the hairpin from the bun, and said: "If it is really a snow disaster, then the people will not suffer." ”
Saying that she also raised her eyebrows, Emperor Jingde did nothing, when there were natural disasters in the past, although there were two silver relief, but often benefited from those disaster relief officials, if there was really a snow disaster this year, wouldn't it still kill a lot of people.
She just said this casually, but Li Junche listened to it in her heart, was silent for a while, and pinched Wei Jingshu's little face: "Go to the study for your husband." ”
"It's so late, is there anything else?" Wei Jingshu watched him get up and leave, and hurriedly followed the kang.
Hurriedly asked Honeysuckle to bring a fox fur to put on him, stuffed a gilded Rui beast hand stove for him, and asked the Five Classics to put an oil-paper umbrella on it and send it to the door: "Don't be too late." ”
Li Junche just wanted to go and go back, but he asked Wei Jingshu to toss, it was funny and heartwarming, and he deserved it, and rubbed the top of her hair: "I know, like a little old woman." ”
Wei Jingshu glared, and drove her into the house with a smile: "It's cold outside, don't wait for your husband, rest early." ”
"Got it." Wei Jingshu was indeed cold, and she deserved a sound, so she didn't wait for him to leave the hospital, and hurriedly opened the curtain and entered the house.
Li Junche invited his staff into the house overnight to discuss things, and the snow was falling outside, but the study outside was brightly lit.
Wei Jingshu washed up, drank another bowl of ginger soup, warmed her body, set up the kang table, and sat on it to tinker with the spices she bought today.
There were also several books of incense on the kang, some of which she asked her to turn over and read, and some of which she threw away.
Honeysuckle is on duty tonight, and seeing that the hour is not early, I advised her to go to bed early, but she didn't listen.
Instead, he said: "Let the cook prepare some hot soup for supper and send it to the master." ”
At this hour, still staying in the outer study, it must be an important matter to discuss.
Wei Jingshu doesn't know much about the affairs of the imperial court, but think about it, if it is really a snow disaster, I am afraid that I will have to make a fuss about it.
On such a cold day, all the errands in the big kitchen have already rested and have been dug up again.
The fire under the stove is buried with ashes, set aside to set up a fire, boil a pot of chicken soup, knead it, and make a full pot of chicken noodle soup.
Because of the cold, it was frozen, and a pot of spicy soup was cooked.
When it was done, it was packed in a big food box, and the quilt was covered on it, so that two rough mothers-in-law carried it over.
Li Junche's outer study also burned the earth dragon, but it was too cold, and he felt a little cold after sitting for a long time.
The tea is warm-up, but I drink too much, and I have to run to the toilet, not to mention, and I am hungry.
Mo said that those staff members who were invited, even Li Junche couldn't stand it.
The two mothers-in-law carried something, and were stopped by the Five Classics that poked out their heads in the pantry, and heard that it was Wei Jingshu's order to send supper, and asked again, what was the food.
Hearing that it was chicken noodle soup and spicy soup, he was happy at first, and then knocked on the closed door of the study, and said with a smile: "Concubine Wei sent someone to send supper." ”
Li Junche stopped talking, his face showed a little warmth, and nodded: "Carry it in." ”
After discussing things from the outer study, when I returned to Baoshan Residence, the chickens had already begun to crow.
The wind and snow still did not stop, and the plum blossom trees were pressed with a thick layer of snow, and some of the fragile branches were already bent away.
But overnight, the snow on the patio was already up to my ankles.
Li Junche looked at such a scene, his face was gloomy, and he lightly pushed the door of the main house, and immediately felt warm.
The snow flakes on the body had frozen, and the heating in the house was rushed, and the water immediately melted.
He took off his coat, went to his shoes and socks again, rubbed his hands together, and then went to the inner room.
Wei Jingshu had only been resting for a short time, and she couldn't sleep well because of the cold, so she opened her eyes when she heard the movement, and said softly: "Come and warm the quilt." ”
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The snow has been falling for a long time, and it has not meant to stop for more than ten days.
Wei Jingshu shrank in the room day by day, not daring to go outside.
But the Wei family and the Ye family's relatives still retreated cleanly.
Wei Ren has always loved his children, and on the second day of Wei Jingshu's humiliation of the Ye family, he personally invited a matchmaker to go to the Ye Mansion.
Ye Qingcheng was calculating, and pressed the gesture to apologize, but he wanted to make amends, but Wei Ren's attitude was resolute, and there was no room for negotiation, so he had no choice but to return the token, and the family affair was invalidated.
In this matter, the Ye family did not take advantage of it at all, but became a joke.
And Ye Rou went to Ye's house during the New Year's Festival, and asked Mrs. Ye to teach her a lesson.
Wei Jingwan has a soft temperament, and she was sad for two days after retreating, but she and Ye Huai couldn't really talk about any feelings or feelings, and they didn't take it seriously after that.
However, Ye Huai was in love, and when Mu Xiu came back from the academy in the New Year, he knew that he could not get married to the Wei family, and he was sad for a while, and he wanted to see Wei Jingwan, but he was afraid of insulting her reputation, so he only nested in the house every day to write sour poems.
Mrs. Ye saw that he had something to say about a girl like this, so she persuaded him to go out for a walk, but at first he was unwilling, and he didn't return every day after a few days.
On Chinese New Year's Eve, the family had a reunion dinner, but he couldn't even find a figure, making a big family not even eat well.
Wei Jingshu returned to the mansion with Li Junche on the second day of the Lunar New Year, and heard that Ye Huai was competing with someone else in the Qinglou, so he started to move, and when he was carried back to the Ye Mansion, he only had half a life left.
When the news reached Yu's ears, the nausea in her heart finally spit out, and she snorted coldly: "This family business is really good to retreat." ”
Wei Jingshu was strange, Ye Huai looked even more wooden than Xie Yuanan in the past, so why did he go to Qinglou and other places for recreation, and he also started with another woman who couldn't get on the stage.
In private, he also asked Li Junche: "You didn't do it." ”
Li Junche smiled: "Doing a big thing for my husband is a big thing, how can I have so much effort to pay attention to an insignificant person." ”
He also said: "I'm afraid that someone will see that the Ye family is unhappy, so they will take revenge on the Ye family boy." ”
That Ye Huai was rescued, most of the people have been abolished, and the Ye family thought that this matter was done by the Wei family, but they couldn't find evidence, so they had to knock out their teeth and swallow their stomachs.
This matter was talked about for a few more days, and then it was covered up by the uproar set off by the DPRK and China.
Li Junche entered the palace as usual to ask for peace, and when he met Zhao Deli leaving the palace in high spirits, his eyes were facing each other, and he had already won many rounds of battle.
Li Junche hooked his lips and smiled, and arched his hand: "Congratulations to King Shen." ”
Then he said meaningfully: "The means are superb, and they are really not your opponents." ”