Unparalleled Concubine

   Chapter 538 I am ugly

   It is now the end of the second year of Taikang.

   When Ye Ming received the letter from Li Xin, it was already the twenty-sixth day of the twelfth lunar month, and there were still four days before the New Year.

At this time, it is generally impossible to fight, but disgusting opponents are still necessary. A few days before the new year, Ye Ming sent a letter to Li Yan who was guarding the sword pavilion, telling him clearly, Mianzhu City was destroyed.

   There was no response from Jiange.

   But obviously, at this juncture, the entire southwest, and even the capital, which is thousands of miles away, are all focused on Mianzhu City.

   It can be said that in this festival, Mianzhu is the focus of the whole world.

   Soon, it will be the end of the second year of Taikang.

   On the 30th day of the Chinese New Year, in the Mianzhu County Yali, the focus of the whole world, the Jing'an Marquis, who dominated the situation in the southwest, was sitting with his dog-headed military advisor Zhao Jia.

   In front of them, there was a stack of dumpling wrappers.

  Jing'an Houye is seriously teaching Zhao Jia to make dumplings.

   In fact, making dumplings is an old skill of Lord Li Dahou. When he first entered the capital, he relied on this cooking skill to capture the heart of Princess Qinghe.

   Of course, he himself is more interested in this, otherwise, as a social animal in his previous life, it is unlikely that he would have cooked so much food.

   Zhao Jia has been studying in Chen Guogong's mansion since he was a child. He can be regarded as a serious scholar. He has not been near the kitchen since he was a child. Now he is taken by Li Xin and is learning dumplings little by little.

   But he still had a bitter face.

   "Master Hou, let the people below take care of these things. There are still a lot of affairs to be dealt with in the subordinate county government."

   Li Xin rolled his eyes at him and said angrily, "It's 30 today, I'll give you a day off, and we'll talk about the county government tomorrow."

   Zhao Jia stopped talking.

   Li Xin turned around and threw a piece of charcoal in the stove beside him, then turned to Zhao Jia and said, "It's been a year since you came out in the blink of an eye, is Brother You An missing home?"

   Zhao Jia is older than Li Xin, Li Xin is twenty years old after this year, Zhao Jia is twenty-three years old after this year.

   At his age, he naturally married a wife, and now Zhao Jia's family has been taken over by Li Xin to the Marquis of Jing'an, and the two are completely bound together.

   Zhao Jia forced a smile.

   "It's normal to go away for a year, but Lord Hou is homesick?"

  People of this era, sometimes it takes half a year or even a year to go on a long trip. As an aboriginal Zhao Jia, he can accept this kind of parting.

   But Li Xin does miss that home in the capital.

   It's not because of how good Jing'an Hou's mansion is, but because Li Xin somewhat misses those few people in the capital during this festival celebrated all over the world.

  I miss Zhong Xiaoxiao and the nine princesses.

   I miss Chen Shiliu at home, old man Ye of Chen Guogong’s mansion, and Master Wang in Yulinwei camp.

   And Cui Jiuniang, who was hiding in the alley and didn't dare to see anyone.

   Even, Li Xin somewhat misses the former King of Wei.

   Honestly, if it wasn't for the fact that a certain family's house collapsed in the southwest, Li Xin would have left this mess to Ye Ming after laying down Mianzhu, and went back to the capital to enjoy himself.

Zhao Jia put aside the ugly dumplings that he had wrapped, and said with a smile: "Mianzhu has broken the city, and it will not be far to recover the southwest. When General Ye breaks the sword pavilion and join forces, at most next year. In autumn, we can go back to the capital."

   Having said this, Zhao Jia looked up at Li Xin and whispered, "If... Lord Hou is willing to use the fifty thousand people in Hanzhou, maybe we can take Jincheng without General Ye."

   Originally, Li Xin used the people in Hanzhou City because he wanted them to cooperate with him to take Mianzhu. Now that Mianzhu has broken the city, Li Xin sent a letter to Mu Ying and asked them to continue to stay in Hanzhou.

   Li Xin glanced at Zhao Jia lightly.

   "Brother You'an, those people in Hanzhou City are rebels, and I can't command them."

   Zhao Jia accompanied the smiling face, and said with a smile: "What the Hou Ye said is, the subordinate wrote it down."

   The mastermind of the Jing'an Hou Mansion first glanced at Li Xin, and then asked, "Master Hou, Mianzhu has been destroyed, what should we do next?"

   "Wait for news from Senior Brother Ye."

While placing a dumpling on the table, Li Xin said, "We don't have enough people, we just need to hold Mianzhu for the time being, and let's see what Senior Brother Ye's response is. If Senior Brother Ye has any instructions, we will do it after New Year's Eve. Help them knock down the sword pavilion."

  Mianzhu was inside Jianmen Pass. If Li Xin sent troops from Mianzhu, he would attack Ye Ming back and forth. No matter how unbreakable the sword pavilion was, he would not be able to hold it for long.

   Zhao Jia shook his head slightly.

   "As long as our people leave Mianzhu, Jincheng will definitely send someone to take Mianzhu back. General Ye will not let Marquis support Jiange."

   "That's why I said wait for news."

   Zhao Jia asked with a smile, "Now that the situation in the southwest is basically settled, what will Lord Hou do after returning to Beijing?"

  Li Xin frowned slightly.

   "I can't control this either, it depends on the emperor's will."

   "In the first battle in the southwest, although General Ye was the main general, Lord Hou, you climbed over the Motianling Mountains and hit the southwest hinterland. In fact, you have surpassed General Ye in terms of credit. When you return to the capital..."

   Zhao Jia glanced at Li Xin again.

   "If you are old enough, Lord Hou, you can enter the Grand Governor's Mansion to do things."

   "Even if Lord Hou is now at his age, the Imperial Army of Gyeonggi should be handed over to Lord Hou."

  Jing'an Houye was expressionless.

   "Brother You'an, things in the courtroom are not only about advancing, but also retreating. If we go back to the capital successfully, I will ask your majesty for your life and take a few years off."

   Before Li Xin came to the southwest, he was already a second-rank general of the Imperial Army. According to this credit, he could become a high-ranking officer from the first-rank to the first-rank after returning, and become the top group of people in the court.

   But Li Xin is too young after all, if he is really too flamboyant like this, of course he can be beautiful in the past two years, but he will definitely bring disaster to himself in the future.

   It can't be said that it is a high-profile person, but it will definitely attract the jealousy of others.

   Of course, these are all things to come. Now, there is still a long way to go to solve the Southwest problem.

   Moreover, for Li Xin, the key to the Southwest issue is not whether he can help reclaim the southern border, but whether he can make the great general of the Zhuguo pay the price for his mistakes.

   The account between him and Li Shen has to be settled little by little.

   But these words, obviously there is no way to tell Zhao Jia in detail.

Zhao Youan sighed and said with emotion: "This is the reason why, Lord Hou, you are able to step up the ranks in the court, and I can only stay in Chen Guogong's mansion to accompany you to study. If you are an official in that big temple, maybe you will want to die someday. I don't know how I died."

  Jing'an Marquis pouted.

   "Concentrate on your work and don't flatter yourself."

  …

   The two were talking while making dumplings. Li Xin was making dumplings conscientiously when he suddenly caught a glimpse and saw Zhao Jia's "work".

  Jing'an Hou suddenly frowned.

   "Brother You An, otherwise, you should go and boil water..."

   Zhao Jia has just found a little sense of making dumplings. Hearing this, he was a little dissatisfied and asked, "Why let your subordinates boil water?"

  The Marquis of Jing An pointed to the pile of strange shapes in front of Zhao Jia with a very disgusting expression.

   "Brother You An, these works remind me of a sentence."

   "What?"

   "Wow, I'm so ugly..."

   (end of this chapter)