I am cannon fodder, but I can hug thighs

For a moment, everyone looked at Song Shiqiu secretly, wondering if he would be angry.

Song Shiqiu just sat down in his seat, and said in a calm voice: "General Xi is right. I really don't like to eat, so Ajin specially asked someone to send some of my favorite food here, mainly because I was afraid that it would be mixed up with everyone else's."

His words were equivalent to giving both of them a way out, and Xi Lilong did not refuse his face and stopped while he was ahead.

The wine used in the army was all sake, or even wine mixed with water, but it just had a smell of alcohol, the kind that wouldn't even make people drunk. Several generals were toasting each other while discussing the battle with the Turks after the New Year.

"We don't know when General Su and his men will arrive." Someone asked the most crucial question. As long as Su Cheng'an's army arrived, they would not have to fight as conservatively as they are now.

They also didn't know how the Turks, who were defeated and fled in all directions, were able to gather so many troops in just ten years, so that during this period of time they could only try their best to win by surprise and defeat the larger force with a smaller one.

"Su Cheng'an's army has already set out and will meet us before the Lantern Festival." Song Shiqiu had already received the news. Seeing that everyone was thinking about this matter, he simply told them directly to stabilize the army's morale. "Your Majesty has spoken. If the Turks do not surrender this time, what awaits them is extermination."

The Turks have evil ambitions and want to divide Daxia's territory and change the world's master. How can Daxia tolerate this any longer?

"These beasts should have been exterminated long ago!" Someone slammed the table. He was a Rouran, and the Turks were once slaves of the Rouran. However, this group of slaves killed the tribal leader of the Rouran and even proclaimed themselves kings. Now they even dared to provoke Daxia.

Although Daxia was ruled by the Han people, Daxia was very powerful. Even the Han cavalry was no worse than nomadic peoples like them. They were convinced when they lost to Daxia and surrendered to Daxia, but in their eyes, the Turks were still just slaves.

If the Rouran had not suffered heavy casualties in the war that year, and the Turks had not fled north to recuperate during the war in the Central Plains, the Rouran would not have been able to spare the time to deal with this traitor, which gave them the opportunity.

The Rouran had been submissive to Daxia for many years and had regarded Daxia as their own country. The Turks were not liked by the Rouran to begin with, and now they wanted to attack Daxia. How could they not be angry?

It was not just the Rouran who had a grudge against the Turks. At one time, everyone was infected and filled with indignation towards the Turks. They wished they could pick up their weapons and mount their horses to rush to the Turkic tent and kill indiscriminately.

"The Turks are now just grasshoppers in autumn, and they won't be able to jump for a few more days." Song Shiqiu asked them to be patient and wait for Su Chengan's army to enter the northern border.

"What the Prime Minister said is true. Although we cannot defeat the Turks now, we can fight them evenly with half of the Turkic cavalry. This shows that they are just strong on the outside but weak on the inside. Once General Su arrives, we will be able to break through the Turkic tent in no time!"

They wanted to chase the light cavalry, but the snow covered their bows and swords. The fire basin in the tent illuminated them, and the tasteless sake brought out their lofty ambitions, a toast to their comrades and themselves.

After Xi Lilong finished his meal in the military tent, he went to the medical tent to find Tu Huaining, took out a red money bag from his arms and threw it to her: "Here, your New Year's money."

Tu Huaining took the purse and put it aside. Next to it were the money Lin Jin had sent along with Bai He and the money Song Shiqiu had packed. "What kind of wine are you drinking? It smells terrible."

"What kind of wine is that? A small jar of wine mixed with a large jar of water." Xi Lilong waved his hand, thinking that it would be better not to drink the wine. But those people felt that they had to drink some wine during the New Year. "Why didn't you go out and eat with them tonight?"

Tu Huaining shook his head: "I don't like crowds."

Xi Lilong picked up the purse on her desk casually: "This one was sent by Lin Liu, right? I have one too. She seems to have sent one to all the girls in the medical account." He picked up another one and said, "These two seem like a couple. They like to fill their purses with New Year's money."

She was so rich back then, but things are different now.

"You give me the most." Tu Huaining snorted.

"Of course not, you are her cousin, so she has to think of you first." Xi Lilong quickly interrupted her.

Tu Huaining pursed his lips slightly and did not respond.

Xi Lilong pretended to be unconscious and talked about another matter: "But those girls do have some skills. Lin Liu taught them well. Those medicines are indeed useful, but the quantity is not much."

"She never does anything in vain." Tu Huaining looked at the purse in her hand.

The Prime Minister's Mansion was brightly lit at this moment. Lin Jin was busy preparing the New Year's Eve dinner, and the rest of the people could only help out. Except for the pregnant Fang Yuzhu who was sitting aside drinking hot goat milk, and her unfamiliar friend who was sitting next to her, everyone else was busy running around.

"Lin Liu, you are really bored." Fang Yuzhu looked at the dirt on the floor and couldn't understand why these things were not left to the kitchen.

"What do you mean you have nothing to do? It's Chinese New Year, and of course you have to cook your own New Year's Eve dinner." Lin Jin put the boiled chicken on a plate, and made a plate of shredded chicken. These dishes would only appear after the seasonings were complete. In addition to these, she also made some delicious dishes to take care of everyone's appetite. "Of course, it's not Chinese New Year until everyone is neat and tidy."

Lin Jin looked at the table full of dishes, and then glanced at the two cats grunting as they ate canned food. She felt quite accomplished and murmured, "I really want to take pictures of all this. Let's eat!"

Several people were sitting around the round table. The most uncomfortable one among them was Heng Mu. This was his first time to sit at the main table and eat properly. But when he saw that no one cared, he soon relaxed.

This round table was a rotating table that Lin Jin borrowed from the system. Fang Yuzhu turned the turntable and found it interesting. She leaned over to see if there was any mechanism. "Lin Liu, where did you get all these things?"

Da Xia usually uses a round table at home, but it is different at banquets where everyone sits separately. Otherwise it is inconvenient to pick up food and it would be impolite. She originally thought of sitting separately as well, but she didn't expect there would be such a table.

"I'll work out a blueprint later. If you like it, ask the carpenter to print one out." Lin Jin did not explain the origin of this. Seeing that she liked it, he simply answered Fang Yuzhu's question in a roundabout way.

Fang Yuzhu really liked it. No matter whether it looked elegant or not, she could just keep it in her own yard. "That's great. I'll send one to my father later."

Lin Jin chuckled and told them to stop staring and move: "Eat. The weather is cold. It will get cold if you don't eat." As she spoke, she picked up a piece of boiled meat, dipped it in the small bowl, and started eating.

Fang Yuzhu took a bite of the shredded chicken and felt that the taste was not right. She tasted it carefully again and asked, "Aren't you using Sichuan peppercorns?"

The spiciness is completely different from Sichuan peppercorns.

"It's chili pepper." Lin Jin explained, "It's different from Sichuan peppercorns. It's just spicy."

Fang Zhining also took a bite of the hand-torn chicken, savoring the spicy taste, his eyes lit up: "Delicious, do you have any more of this pepper? Can you give me two seeds so I can take them back and plant them."

Lin Jin: "Is there a possibility that the bunch of red fruits you picked earlier were peppers?"

She thought Fang Zhining picked it because he knew it was a pepper.

"What did you pick them for?" Lin Jin was curious about what Fang Zhining did with the peppers. He wasn't going to eat them, so he couldn't just use them as medicine without knowing what they were.

Fang Zhining suddenly realized: "So it is that thing. I thought it looked nice, so I took it back to display it for your reference."

Lin Jin was speechless for a moment. This was the reason why peppers had been regarded as ornamental plants for a long time: "Indeed, they look good..."

The New Year's Eve dinner was lively and cheerful. Sitting next to Fang Yuzhu was the girl mentioned earlier, named Cui Xian. She was a descendant of the Qinghe Cui family, one of the five major Han surnames, and a real lady from a noble family.

She looked at Liu Zhengqing calmly, and when she was about to meet his eyes, she quickly looked away and chatted and laughed with Fang Yuzhu in a low voice, but her ears were suspiciously flushed.