Warrior in Turbulent Han Dynasty Chapter 330: Wine bone trough

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Qingniling Shu Army Camp. Zhou Jun just launched another attack during the day. This time the forces were even more dense, and both armies suffered heavy casualties. Unlike the previous time, there was a close fight this time.

"Oh, ouch..." In the flames, the wounded soldier cried out in pain.

A small officer chewed up the bitter herbs in a simple shack, spit it out and put it on the waist of a wounded soldier, vomited a few mouthfuls, turned his head and said: "Water." It was the mud soldier hurriedly holding a bowl to let him rinse his mouth.

The wounded soldier lying on the bed was covered with mud and blood except for his thighs. The blood on his pants had already condensed, like a hard cloth pasted. The civilian said: "Give him a thicker cover at night. In my experience, it is easy to catch wind and cold after being injured."

When he said he was about to leave, he was suddenly caught by the wounded. The wounded soldier said in a Sichuan accent: "Am I going to die?"

The civil officer glanced at the wound and said: "Don't get dirty, you can't die without suppuration."

The wounded soldier pleaded: "I can't read. If I die, please help me write a suicide note to my old lady."

"Ge Laozi, you want to die then?" The civil officer cursed, "I have to see other injuries, and you will talk about it when you are about to die."

"Mother, mother..." In the dim and dirty shack, the wounded soldier called out in pain.

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In the harem of Shu Kingdom. In front of the jasper window, the window is really a flower window carved from jade, which is inlaid with colored glaze as the wind in winter; colored glaze is not glass, and its transparency is very limited, but it sets off the brilliance of the rising moon in a hazy and exceptionally gentle manner. The halo of mist pierced the light green of jasper, and the streamer in the room was full of colors.

Ms. Huarui standing in front of the window has a smooth and flat forehead, long eyebrows, big eyes, a smooth and flat face, and a slightly pointed chin. Her face is actually not good in this era. The world thinks that the plump round face is the sign of good fortune; but she has fair skin, bright eyes and white teeth, black hair with some thin hair and white skin color. Clearly, with such a look, even if her face is not good, she will be considered a wonderful beauty, so her low status as a singer can be extra loved by Meng Chang from the thousands of beauties.

Her eyes are shining, but there is no smile here alone, but a little deserted. She is holding a very thin and sharp knife studded with precious stones, cutting the "wine bone trough", a kind of lamb's head marinated in wine, which is her unique cooking skill. The cut lamb is as thin as paper, crystal clear; so it takes extra care to do it, her eyes are very focused.

Mrs. Huarui is not good at laughing, and the shape of her lips looks a bit stubborn, so she doesn’t laugh now, and she rarely laughs...everybody in the world always thinks it’s just a laugh when it comes to singing girls; but it actually does. All kinds of ways, not necessarily with a smile. Mrs. Huarui used her lonely and pitiful coquettishness, and men could not help but want to please her.

But she doesn't have to deliberately please men now, because she is already a noble concubine.

Mrs. Huarui carefully and gently cut a crystal thin slice, and placed it on a golden plate next to it. Only the emperor of the Shu Kingdom Meng Chang could enjoy her such painstaking cooking skills...Even she herself did not want to enjoy it, it took more time.

Treat him well tonight... A man is like a child. When he is willing to work hard, he should be encouraged.

But Meng Chang is the kind of person who does everything on a whim. At this moment, he has to be aggressive. If things get better after a while, he will leave his mind and continue to study in the women’s room. Surgery. But anyway, as long as he is motivated, he can't beat him. Maybe he has figured it out any time? Madam Huarui can only rely on him, hoping that he will be the emperor well.

No matter what, only Meng Chang gave her identity, a place to live, and live like a person. Everything she has now is given by Meng Chang, she cherishes it very much. In the past, when she was a singing girl, although she was beautiful and easy to make high-ranking officials and dignitaries show courtesy, she could still satisfy the vanity of drunken fans once or twice; but soon she could feel that they were just acting on occasion.

Even her fancy name was picked up by Meng Chang. If it weren't for the emperor's praise in every way and the title of "Mrs. Huarui", she would be just a pretty singer.

Mrs. Huarui naturally twisted a thin slice with a very delicate posture and placed it on the gold plate. Every move was very elegant. She couldn't help but remember that when she was twelve or thirteen years old, Bustard repeatedly taught her how to move and tone, "This way, slow down, yes..., you have to remember that every place of you is to make men like you." The sound of the bustard is in the ears, and it has been so many years, those things seem to have happened yesterday.

"Ah!" Madam Huarui cried out in pain. When she recovered, she saw blood pouring out of her fingers, and she hurriedly pinched her fingers with her right hand.

"Mother, you are injured!" The maid standing next to her panicked. She looked up, panicked, and went to get the potion and the bandaged gauze.

Mrs. Huarui murmured angrily: "I said you can't be distracted, so I'll distract you!"

She saw that there were a lot of flakes in the golden plate, and her hand was injured, so she stretched out her hand to sparse the meat evenly, and that was it.

Not long after, Mrs. Huarui personally took the golden plate and walked outside to the magnificent palace, and put the "wine bone trough" on the case. Meng Chang drank alcohol and said, "Stop making it, come and drink with me."

Mrs. Huarui softly persuaded: "Your Majesty drink two glasses less, doesn't it mean that you will have to come early?"

"Haha, I listen to Madam!" Meng Chang smiled, the flesh of his double chin trembling. Meng Chang's face is okay, he was born with a full forehead and well-defined features. He doesn't look particularly fat, and his complexion is fair. But the body is very fat, it is soft fat, the result of pampering in the palace all day long since childhood.

"I like this wine bone trough the most!" Meng Chang said, picking up a piece. As soon as I put it to my mouth, I suddenly saw the blood-stained gauze on Mrs. Huarui's finger and frowned, "Why are you injured?"

Mrs. Huarui whispered: "I accidentally scratched a little skin, it doesn't matter if the skin is injured."

"Come, let me take a look." Meng Chang put down her chopsticks and took her hand up, "Does it hurt?" Mrs. Hua Rui shook her head hurriedly, revealing a slight smile. Meng Chang said: "Don't be careful."

The two continued to drink and eat, and Mrs. Huarui noticed that Meng Chang no longer eats the "wine bone trough" and did not even move the piece previously clamped. She knew that Meng Chang didn't like blood the least, probably because she saw blood affecting her mood. Mrs. Huarui was a little bit stuck in her heart, it took a lot of time to make the lamb's head and cut it so thin... but she wouldn't care, she got used to it. It's like they have been practicing their talents since they were young, but only for the pleasure of being an official and distinguished person on stage.

Mrs. Huarui turned her eyes slightly and said: "Come here, serve your majesty with rice. Prepare hot water, and your majesty will rest after bathing and changing clothes."

After listening, Meng Chang smiled and said: "Yes! Eat. I said, I will start working hard tomorrow!"

...the next morning, the sky was still dark, but the early morning of winter was approaching. Madame Huarui was dressed and dressed, and walked to the main hall. She moved her lotus steps lightly, and walked around the wide hall for a while, looking up at the high throne inlaid with gold on it.

She pursed her lips, held her hands slightly in front of her abdomen, and walked slowly to the Zanzheng Pavilion next to the hall. There is such a room on both sides. Sometimes the civil servants and bookkeepers who take notes would sit and write in it; but most of the time, they just pile up the emperor's honor guards.

Mrs. Huarui walked in and said to the **** and court lady who followed: "Close the door and keep silent for a while. I want to sit here and listen to your Majesty's handling of the court affairs."

The **** hurriedly closed the wooden door, swept a round stool with a whisk, wiped it straight with his sleeve, and carefully moved it to the carved paper window. Mrs. Huarui walked over slowly, put down her graceful and slender waist, and sat quietly on the stool.

After waiting for a long time, it gradually became lively outside. First the drums were beaten, the **** sang lyrics, and then music. Many people entered the hall one after another. Then Meng Chang walked slowly toward the throne from the open front door of the main hall, followed by the eunuchs and court ladies who were bending over to follow. "My emperor has no boundaries!" Many people shouted together and fell to the floor.

Meng Chang, wearing Mianshu on his head and a gown, slowly walked to Yuta and sat down. Then he raised his wide sleeves, stroked slowly from left to right, and said, "All love is flat. "

"Thank you for your grace." Hundreds of people got up from the ground one after another.

"Your Majesty, a good news!" An official stepped out impatiently, holding up something in both hands. On the dragon chair, Meng Chang was overjoyed and said, "Hurry up and talk in front of the ministers!"

People turned their eyes and saw Wang Zhaoyuan, deputy envoy of the Privy Council, who called himself "Mr. Wolong".

Wang Zhaoyuan was calm, and elegantly bowed down to salute his superiors, then despised all his officials, and said: "Shannan West Road Jiedu made Li Jin quickly report a great victory. The Shu Army defeated the Zhou Army in Qingniling. , Has turned Zhou Jun away from the country! Those colleagues who have been panicking and alarmist in recent days can feel relieved now?"

Li Hao, the prime minister, went out and said: "As far as the old man knows, this battle is a soldier of Xingzhou defense envoy, General Hou Mao, and has nothing to do with Shannan Road Jiedushi; and it was just a probing attack by the Zhou army, which caused casualties. How can you say that you are a big winner when you are very small? How can you say that Zhou Jun has been shut out of the country with 20,000 Zhou Jun still in the north of Qingni Ling?"

"Hou Mao?" Wang Zhaoyuan looked back and said, "Have you heard of this person?"

Everyone shook their heads.

Wang Zhaoyuan said: "What benefit did Prime Minister Li get to that person and he wanted to ask him for credit in the hall? Even if it is Hou Mao, Xingzhou is under the jurisdiction of Shannan Xidao, won't the victory be counted on the main general?"

Meng Chang on the dragon chair didn't say a word, listening to the two of them each reasoning.

Li Haodao: "I don't want to compete with you for the credit..."

Wang Zhaoyuan suddenly coldly snorted: "Prime Minister Li is addicted to lowering his watch?"

Li Hao said angrily: "Wang Zhaoyuan! What do you mean?"

Wang Zhaoyuan’s words really touched Li Hao’s pain, because when Qianshu was destroyed, it was indeed Li Haoxiu’s surrender...Moreover, Li Hao’s family was very rich and wealthy, with many wives and concubines. Wang Zhaoyuan previously said that he was bribed and greedy for money. It is also quite an interesting offense; therefore Wang Zhaoyuan's "reason" is aggressive and has the upper hand.

Li Hao hasn't been able to parry until now, he can only avoid the topic when he is scolded. But Wang Zhaoyuan said so directly, it was too much, Li Hao was already angry. r1058