Chapter 402: Zheng Xuemin
He thought he was waiting for him?
Zhu Xinghe stretched out his hand from the quilt and scratched his head: "It's really not...... I just can't sleep! You look at these things, they're too luxurious, aren't they? I'm afraid I'll break this quilt if I turn over! Tsk - get some sleep, just be comfortable. As a result, I didn't dare to move, so naturally I couldn't sleep. ”
Zhu Xinghe has been marrying Ling Tianhan for some time, so when he talks, he seems very casual.
However, Ling Tianhan just liked Zhu Xinghe's appearance, and he also smiled, and then reached out and pulled Zhu Xinghe up, took out the pillow under Zhu Xinghe's head and put it on the table: "Let Shuangxi come tomorrow, sell this thing, and make it a disaster relief silver tael." ”
Then, he took off his clothes, folded them, and put them under Zhu Xinghe's head: "I will be wronged Mrs. today, and I will do it!" ”
Since when did he even talk a little flamboyant?
However, Zhu Xinghe also has to admit that she still likes such a flamboyant Ling Tianhan!
It's just that there is no way to do it with the quilt, after Ling Tianhan got on the bed, he generously covered the cup on his body: "Madam, sleep!" Ming'er still has something to do, I'm really tired these two days! ”
This is the first time that Zhu Xinghe has heard Ling Tianhan shouting tired, and he can't say what it feels like in his heart, and it is also the first time that he has taken the initiative to get into Ling Tianhan's arms: "After dealing with the affairs of Qingzhou, shall we still go to the Hu Clan?" ”
If Qingzhou wants to make trouble with these things, Jingzhong must know about it, but I am afraid that the emperor will summon Ling Tianhan back to Beijing at that time, and Prince Ping will not let Ling Tianhan go.
Zhu Xinghe is actually ready, they are only afraid that they will not have the opportunity to go to the Hu tribe.
But Ling Tianhan put his chin on the top of Zhu Xinghe's head and rubbed it: "No, I promised you to go, so you must go." There is also a prince and brother in Beijing, and there is no need to be afraid of anything. ”
Thinking of Zhuo Anxun's expression when he knew that they had caused such a big incident, Zhu Xinghe wanted to laugh a little.
And nestled in Ling Tianhan's arms, she was also sleepy, so she closed her eyes: "Okay, since you said so, I miss it." The matter in Beijing, let Prince Xun solve it! ”
A rare good sleep made Zhu Xinghe get up early in the morning of the second day and be in good spirits.
I washed up and went out, but I looked at the Qingzhou City Guard, but after just one night, it changed its appearance!
They were surrounded by well-trained soldiers of the Zhenyuan Army, and in the huge city of Cheongju, the defenders were all assembled in the square in front of them, and Sungai was giving them a lecture.
The gist is that their current military discipline is too scattered. If you want to stay in the army, you must be punished, otherwise you will be treated as deserters and sent to more marginal places to do hard labor.
Everyone knew about the deterrence of the Zhenyuan Army, so no one dared to refute Sungai or anything.
When Zhu Xinghe walked to the front, he looked at the soldiers of the original Qingzhou defenders, all of whom were squatting on horseback. Although it wasn't hot on this day, they didn't know how long they had been here, and everyone was sweaty, but Shuangxi stood aside easily and said loudly: "This is what a soldier should look like!" Your little punishment is far worse than the training of the Zhenyuan Army! ”
Zhu Xinghe also found that when passing by Shuangxi, Feng Chime'er's eyes always fell on Shuangxi's body, and he couldn't help but joke to Feng Chime: "Still thinking about him?" ”
Don't look over your head at the wind chimes: "No, don't laugh, madam!" He doesn't like me, what do I miss him for? ”
Zhu Xinghe knows that this girl just has a hard mouth!
So he only chuckled and changed the subject: "What food did you prepare this morning?" Any news? Is that Jiaoda coming today? ”
Speaking of eating, Feng Chi'er also sighed: "Madam, I went to the kitchen last night, guess what I saw?!" In the kitchen of this small Cheongju city guard, there are all kinds of delicacies from the mountains and seas! Those things that we can only eat in the palace, they are all here! This morning I asked the kitchen to prepare abalone porridge, and my wife also tasted it, but it was fresh abalone! ”
In fact, if it is a side thing, it can be sold for money to give to the people for disaster relief.
If you eat something like this, if you don't eat it, it will be wasted.
So Zhu Xinghe didn't feel any guilt, and even quickened his pace: "Since it's fresh, let's go early." ”
Feng Chi'er nodded before continuing: "There is also news from Fang Caiye's side, saying that it is decided, and in about two hours, Jiao Da will come to Qingzhou City." Our news is very tightly blocked, and that Jiao Da must not know that Qingzhou City is already being taken over! The slave maid is also curious about what kind of woman can make Prince Ping's golden house hide Jiaojiao. Isn't it the same as a lady? ”
These words amused Zhu Xinghe: "If you can be hidden by the golden house like me, then there are many houses in Beijing that can't fit it!" ”
The two laughed and walked to the antechamber.
Sure enough, the food on the table was sumptuous, but it was also extravagant.
It's just a breakfast, and there are six or seven dishes on the table, such as abalone porridge, small bowls of sea cucumbers, golden silk jujube rice cakes, and crispy fire.
Ling Tianhan was sitting next to this table, also looking at these dishes, frowning.
Zhu Xinghe stepped forward, but he was generous: "It's rare to eat such a hearty breakfast, and it can be regarded as staining his Zheng Xuemin's light!" Now that people outside can't eat, he has a lot of good things in his kitchen! We can't eat so much, so let's leave what we can eat about the same, and divide the rest! If there are more, we will give them to the displaced people outside, otherwise we will be restless when we eat. ”
When Zhu Xinghe said this, Ling Tianhan's eyes looked slightly better, and then he instructed Shuangxi: "Starting from the next meal, we will eat whatever the homeless people eat!" ”
When Da Zhenhong heard this, he couldn't help but raise his eyes and praise: "Sure enough, it is His Royal Highness the King of Han who shares weal and woe with the soldiers, and his name is well deserved!" ”
Ling Tianhan didn't do this for others to see, but Zhu Xinghe turned around and winked at the wind chimes.
Looking at the wind chimes, he was not so nervous: today's breakfast was prepared by the wind chimes, Ling Tianhan was not happy, and the wind chimes were naturally responsible.
At this moment, it was resolved by Zhu Xinghe in a few words, and Feng Chime'er could be regarded as a long lesson.
And after eating breakfast, Ling Tianhan didn't leave the hall, but as if he was waiting for Na Jiaoda, he asked Zheng Xuemin to bring him up.
Zheng Xuemin was reduced to a prisoner for less than one night, and he was embarrassed.