Rebirth: Degenerate S*ave Abuses Tyrant

Chapter 442 Pumpkin Porridge

The joint forces of the Yan and Zhou armies made this great war that swept the world, and the situation of the war changed suddenly. The Eastern Shang Dynasty originally had the upper hand, but it became internally and externally troubled overnight.

Yang Yuanyuan is not someone who just sits and waits to die. After losing out of Huanxi Beach in a panic overnight, he retreated all the way to Chundu Pass.The armies of the Three Kingdoms, plus the armies of other countries that came to join the war one after another, the armies of the Seventeen Nations fought in a melee at Chundu Pass, which was known as the Battle of Qizhe Chundu in history.

In Dazhou, Luo Wei received an urgent letter from King Xin and got the news that King Qizhe had committed suicide. While writing a letter ordering King Xin to conceal the death of King Qizhe, he dispatched all the 17 troops he had conscripted from across the country. Sent into the territory of Nanzhao.

At this time, the Long 15 people were sent by Luo Wei to join the army going to Nanzhao, and started their own future.

The blood stained the mountains and rivers, whether it was said that the lives of the people were ruined, or whether it was said that the emperors were fighting for the throne, three years passed in a blink of an eye.

The tung tree in Yijin Garden once again bloomed with a tree of white flowers, but when the flowering period was about to pass, Luo Wei discovered that the tung tree had already bloomed.Looking at the last white flower on the top of the tree, falling with the wind, there was a smile on Luo Wei's face that he hadn't seen for a long time.

"My lord," Zhao Fu led another group of officials in.

"Your Majesty, wait to see the lord," the group of officials entered the courtyard, and heard Eunuch Zhao call out to the lord, who was still wearing winter clothes in the hallway, and hurriedly knelt on the ground to salute Luo Wei.

Luo Wei looked at these officials. Now that the imperial examinations of the Great Zhou Dynasty have been reopened, these are all newcomers who have been awarded official titles this time and will go to various places as officials. "Get up," Luo Wei concealed. After coughing a few times, he said in a hoarse voice.

The officials stood up together. Luo Wei is out now and has a reputation of being cold-blooded and ruthless. Although they see the real person now, they think that Luo Wei is not as scary as the legend, but no one dares to lose in front of Luo Wei. etiquette.

"You are just officials," Luo Wei sat casually on the edge of the corridor, and said to these officials: "I don't want to say the big truths, you are all scholars, and those truths are in the books. I just want to tell you one thing , When you get to the office, you are the parent officials of that side, if any of you spreads a bad name in the office and I find out, I will definitely not let him live."

"My subordinates will bear in mind the instruction of the lord," all the officials bowed hurriedly.

"Go out of the palace and go to your post," Luo Wei saw that these officials had agreed to his words, so he didn't say anything more, and waved these officials to leave.

"My lords, please go with the slaves," Zhao Fu hurriedly stepped forward again, leading the officials out.

Luo Wei wanted to look up at the tung blossoms on the branches, but he coughed again, and his throat was sweet. He hurriedly covered it with his hand, and the blood he spit out stained his hand.

"My lord!" Doctor Wei went out of the house after hearing that Luo Wei was coughing again, just in time to see blood flowing from Luo Wei's fingers.

"Don't shout," Luo Wei spat out a mouthful of blood, and felt a little more comfortable. Seeing Doctor Wei rushing towards him in a hurry, he hurriedly said.

Doctor Wei closed his mouth, approached Luo Wei, and asked Luo Wei in a soft voice, "Does your heart hurt again?"

Luo Wei waved his hand, "I want to sleep, but I can't."

Imperial Physician Wei supported Luo Wei to stand up. Luo Wei is not as thin as before, and he looks a lot fatter. However, Imperial Physician Wei and the people who serve Luo Wei know that Luo Wei has some ailments all over his body now. edema. "It's good to lie down for a while if you can't fall asleep," Doctor Wei said while trying to help Luo Wei back to the bedroom.

"I'm going to the study," Luo Wei said, "There are so many excerpts, if you don't read them today, you don't know how many more you will have tomorrow."

"Then it would be nice to let it go," Imperial Physician Wei said anxiously, "Your life is more important than a book, right?"

"Go to the study," Luo Wei said stubbornly.

"Just lie down for a while," Doctor Wei begged Luo Wei.

"It's uncomfortable for me to lie down here," Luo Wei pointed at his heart, "It's better to sit down."

Doctor Wei had no choice but to help Luo Wei back to his study, "This battle has been fought for three years, and it will be the fourth year soon, my lord, when will this battle be over?"

"Hurry up," Luo Wei said, "Hurry up."

Luo Wei's voice came soon, the tung flowers fell, and midsummer came, and the red lotus bloomed in the pond of Cui Island, but it was the same as the tung flowers in Wuyuexue, and there were no flower-appreciators.Summer turns to cool autumn. This year, the weather in Dazhou is smooth and the weather is good, ushering in a good harvest. Luo Wei, as the regent prince, announced to the world that this year, the autumn tax in Dazhou will be exempted. The workers, peasants and businessmen who have fought fiercely for many years finally waited for their respite.After late autumn, winter came. This winter in Shangdu often rained, but it didn't snow again.

This year's New Year's Eve, Luo Wei did not have a reunion dinner. Luo Zhiyi wanted to spend the New Year's Eve with the three-year-old prince. Luo Wei, who had always said that he didn't like children, naturally declined, and other family members and friends were not around. , Seeing Zhao Fu set a table full of dishes for himself, Luo Wei said to Zhao Fu: "Give these to the people below."

"My lord," Zhao Fu asked Luo Wei, "Today is New Year's Eve, so you don't have anything to eat? Why don't you leave this fragrant glutinous cake?"

Luo Wei looked at the plate of fragrant glutinous rice on the table, and suddenly said to Zhao Fu: "I want to drink a bowl of pumpkin porridge."

Zhao Fu couldn't understand why Luo Wei suddenly wanted to drink pumpkin porridge, but it was rare that Luo Wei ordered, so Zhao Fu hurried to the small kitchen in Yijinyuan.Zhao Fu was not sure that there was a pumpkin in the small kitchen, he had planned it, if there was no pumpkin in the small kitchen, he would go to the imperial dining room and ask, if the palace couldn’t find a pumpkin today, he would take people out of the palace to look for it In short, this New Year's Eve, he must let Luo Wei eat pumpkin porridge.

All the meals on the table were removed, and Luo Wei sat behind the desk and got busy again.

Zhao Fu hugged an old pumpkin in the imperial dining room and asked the chef in the small kitchen to cook a pot of pumpkin porridge.

Knowing that it was Luo Wei who asked to eat, the master chef in the small kitchen started washing melons, cutting melons, cooking porridge, and asked Zhao Fu, "Eunuch Zhao, can the prince eat a pot of porridge alone?"

Zhao Fu said: "Today, let's drink porridge with the prince."

The master nodded, today is New Year's Eve, and the court is on holiday, Yijin Garden has no people coming and going in the past, but in this day of family reunion, it looks desolate.With servants like them, it's good to spend New Year's Eve with Luo Wei, after all, it's not a New Year's Eve alone, and it's brighter to say it.

When Zhao Fu brought the cooked pumpkin porridge to Luo Wei, Luo Wei had already forgotten that he suddenly wanted to drink this porridge for a while today.

"My lord," said Zhao Fu, "it's just boiled, you can taste it."

Luo Wei looked at the pumpkin porridge in front of him and said, "So it's really diced."

"My lord, what did you say?" Zhao Fu didn't understand Luo Wei's words.

"I've made it myself before, and at the time I didn't know if the squash was going to be diced or stripped," Rowe said.

"Then what did the prince cut up the pumpkin in the end?"

Luo Wei shook his head with a smile, and dug a spoonful of porridge into his mouth.

Zhao Fu asked from the side: "Is it still in the prince's taste?"

"It's not bad," Luo Wei said. They were all pumpkin porridge, as if the porridge he ate with Lan in Qingshan Valley was delicious.

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