On how cannon fodder became a group favorite [Transmigration Book]

Summer nights are really suitable for couples to go out and play. After the last sunset disappears into the sky, the hot capital also dissipates the heat of the day, and the evening breeze brings a little bit of coolness. The streets are full of beautiful lanterns ,Different from the Lantern Festival lanterns, the lanterns hung today are more delicate. The people of the Dacheng Dynasty like to go out for night tours in summer, so there are more lanterns at night than usual.

Every year at this time, the imperial court will temporarily revoke the curfew. People can visit the night market at will, which can be said to be very humane. Xie Yuanjia and Fu Jinghong walked side by side on the spacious street, and all they looked up were hanging on ropes There are all kinds of beautiful lanterns on the street. Those who didn’t know almost thought that Qixi Festival was here.

"It's so good." Xie Yuanjia smiled, "Walking in this kind of place with the person I like seems to last for a long time."

Fu Jinghong raised his hand and patted his head, "There will be someone releasing river lanterns ahead, do you want Yuan Jia to also release them?"

"Of course!" Xie Yuanjia was happy, "Then I must choose the best-looking one."

"Don't worry, eat something first." Fu Jinghong reminded, "You didn't eat anything at noon."

Xie Yuanjia also felt that he was a little hungry, but he didn't want to follow Fu Jinghong to eat in those fancy restaurants, he was already hungry for those roadside stalls.Regardless of past and present lives, Xie Yuanjia is still a petty citizen at heart, and his favorite food is not such exquisite high-end meals, but all kinds of roadside snacks. Since he became emperor, he has never eaten or eaten at roadside stalls up.

"Huang..." Xie Yuanjia hurriedly changed his words, "Ah Jing, I want to eat something else."

"Other?" Fu Jinghong was a little puzzled.

After burning incense, the two of them sat at the wonton stand by the roadside.

Fu Jinghong frowned and sat beside the small wooden table. He wiped the table with disgust, and it turned out that his hand was sticky. "Yuan Jia, don't eat these things next time."

"Why?" Xie Yuanjia was watching the proprietress of the wonton stall put fat and small wontons into the pot one by one, and turned to look at Fu Jinghong after hearing what Fu Jinghong said.

"This kind of place doesn't fit the status." Fu Jinghong has never eaten in this kind of place in his life. It should be said that he never dreamed that he would have a day of sitting on the side of the road to eat.

Xie Yuanjia probably understood what he meant, but he didn't think it was a big deal: "But we came out of Weibo for private visits, and we didn't bring out any identity. Why can't we eat in such a place?"

"This table can't be wiped clean." Fu Jinghong didn't allow him to put his sleeves on the table, took out a brocade handkerchief from his pocket and wiped the table in front of Xie Yuanjia over and over again, lest he get a little putty.

Seeing that he was too careful, Xie Yuanjia said with a smile: "The reason why the table can't be wiped clean is because it has been kept in the store all year round, and there will inevitably be oily smoke. It's clean, so there should be no problem."

"I know you're not used to this kind of place, but we don't come here often, right?" Xie Yuanjia coaxed him, "It's just once in a while, it won't matter, if you don't like it, we won't come here anymore, okay? good?"

What can Fu Jinghong do? Xie Yuanjia is coaxing him like this. Is he going to lose his temper like a little girl?

"Only this once." He once again expressed his dislike. In his heart, both himself and Xie Yuanjia have supreme status. How can they eat in such a place? It's too cheap to talk about it.

Not to mention them, even Ling Shuang Muzhan hadn't eaten on the side of the road. He was a fourth-rank guard with a knife in front of the imperial court, and all the people who went in and out were big restaurants, which was different from ordinary people.

The proprietress of the wonton stall is a rather old lady, she moved neatly, brought out two bowls of wontons in a short while, and said with a smile: "You two guests take it easy."

It's a bit hot to eat wontons at night in summer, but it's also very comfortable to sweat. Xie Yuanjia took a spoon for Fu Jinghong, "Eat quickly."

After all, he lowered his head and carefully took a bite of the wonton. The skin was thin and the meat was fragrant, and the ingredients should be very ordinary, but for some reason, Xie Yuanjia felt that it was ten thousand times more delicious than the wonton with eight treasures of shrimp and bird's nest in the palace.

Fu Jinghong lowered his head and still refused to move. He frowned and looked at the oily flowers and lush fragrant leaves floating in the bowl. After hesitating for a long time, he couldn't make up his mind to eat it. Xie Yuanjia knew that these nobles could not let go of their status easily, and felt helpless. At the same time, I was thinking that I would finish the two servings by myself later, and then accompany Fu Jinghong to the restaurant for dinner.

Just as he was thinking, Fu Jinghong finally condescended to pick up the spoon, endured the discomfort and opened his mouth to stuff the wonton, which looked really good, into his mouth, ready to eat a disgusting mouthful.

After 5 minutes, Xie Yuanjia put down his spoon contentedly, "Ah Jing, if you don't want to eat, why don't you take your share..."

Fu Jinghong raised his head and looked at him calmly: "What?"

"No..." Xie Yuanjia looked at him speechlessly, didn't he put on airs just now and refused to take a bite?Why did it disappear in just a few minutes?This is really delicious?

Fu Jinghong put down the spoon, and gracefully took out another handkerchief to wipe his mouth, "It's okay."

Xie Yuanjia was amused in his heart, but he was reluctant to expose Fu Jinghong who was so cute. He pretended not to care and said, "Why don't I have another bowl? I'm not full yet, the wontons are too small."

"On weekdays in the palace, I don't force you to eat two more bites, but you are willing to eat anything when you come out." Fu Jinghong scolded, but also acquiesced in his decision to order another bowl.

When another bowl was served, Fu Jinghong stared quietly at Xie Yuanjia's bowl, "Didn't we give any money? Why did we just give it so little? What should you do if you're hungry?"

Xie Yuanjia almost laughed out loud in his heart, he pretended to be calm and said: "This is enough, we still need to save some food for other food, there are many delicious food in the night market."

After finishing speaking, he pulled more than half of the wontons in his bowl into Fu Jinghong's bowl: "I can't finish it all by myself, Ah Jing, you have to help me, or it will be wasted."

"You are not allowed to do this next time." Fu Jinghong reprimanded, while picking up the spoon cooperatively, "The bigger you get, the thinner you will be. When you return to the palace, you still need to find the imperial doctor to show you if your body is too weak to eat anything."

"Oh, let's not say such unhappy things." Xie Yuanjia disliked meeting the imperial physician the most. "When you come out to play, you have to have fun. Mentioning this makes people unhappy."

Fu Jinghong didn't speak any more, and ate another half bowl gruntingly, his eyes were still dissatisfied, after all, the half bowl wasn't even enough to fit between his teeth.

I didn't expect the things on the street to taste good, careless.

"Let's continue shopping." Xie Yuanjia stood up after eating the last bite, and Ling Shuang, who was sitting at the other table behind them, immediately stood up and paid the money with interest.

Fu Jinghong was definitely not full, but Xie Yuanjia said that the night market was full of food, so he reluctantly took Xie Yuanjia out without any trouble with the proprietress.

"Does Ah Jing eat bean curd?" Xie Yuanjia walked a few steps and asked Fu Jinghong, pointing to an old man carrying a load not far away.

What is that?

Fu Jinghong has a wonton stall, so he won't speak this time, "If you like it, eat it."

So, the two happily ate tofu flower on the small stool by the street, and put some chili oil, and the two of them didn't feel hot when they ate sweating.

Looking from the street to the end of the alley, Xie Yuanjia hiccupped, and still held a skewer of barbecue in his hand, "The food on the side of the road is still delicious."

"No matter how delicious it is, you can't eat too much." Fu Jinghong began to deny it after eating and drinking, "I see that your appetite is quite good. It turns out that you just don't like to eat things from the palace."

Xie Yuanjia snorted softly, not wanting to expose the fact that he ate several times more than himself just now.

The two of them searched for a while at the stalls on the street. Xie Yuanjia chose a beautiful lotus lantern.

The two of them walked towards the river together with the crowd. It was seven or eight o'clock in the evening, and there were so many people. Fu Jinghong put his arms around Xie Yuanjia to separate him from the crowd. He dared to swear that this was the time in his life. most crowded day.

The riverside was already full of people, especially male and female couples. Xie Yuanjia finally found a remote corner with fewer people, and hurriedly took Fu Jinghong there.

"Be careful." Fu Jinghong went down the steps first, then turned around and handed Xie Yuanjia his hand, helping him to walk down bit by bit, until he stopped at the nearest step near the water.

Xie Yuanjia stepped on the bluestone slabs, and one step further was the river water. There were all kinds of river lanterns floating on the river surface, in all shapes, and it looked very lively.

"Let's release it too." Xie Yuanjia shook the lotus lantern in his hand.

Fu Jinghong actually didn't believe in this thing, but Xie Yuanjia took this matter very seriously, so he let him go, nodded and said: "Okay."

The two squatted down, put their respective river lanterns into the water together, and watched them gradually drift away with the current.

Xie Yuanjia closed his eyes and clasped his palms together to make a wish.

Lord River God, I am not greedy, so I will make three wishes.

One is to be with my sweetheart for a long time;

Second, the people I care about are safe and happy;

The third is that God bless the Dacheng Dynasty, the country is peaceful and the people are safe.

Fu Jinghong looked seriously at him closing his eyes and making a wish, his eyes were soft.After he opened his eyes, he asked softly, "What wish did Yuan Jia make?"

"You can't say it, it won't work if you say it." Xie Yuanjia made a silent gesture, expressing that he could not reveal it to others casually.

"You listen to whoever said it." Fu Jinghong said so, but in his heart he probably understood what Yuan Jia would wish for.

He has never believed in ghosts and gods in this life, and he will not believe in ghosts and gods in the future, but only at this moment, Fu Jinghong is willing to believe in just that once.

He has only one wish.

Yuan Jia is always by his side.