Zhi Xuan

Due to the long time of poisoning, Mrs. Mo's vitality was severely injured, and she was already very reluctant to support from the thin ground to the border, otherwise she would not have a sudden attack.Grassland New City is far away, and it is cold in winter, even if the poison on her body has been removed, she cannot go with her.

In the end, Mrs. Mo had no choice but to stay in the outskirts for recuperation, and wait until her health improved before heading back to Xidi.

It snowed heavily in the border area for several days, and the teams of the two countries failed to set off as scheduled.This gave Mrs. Mo a chance to meet Zhixuan.

The servant reported to Zhao Hao, and after obtaining permission, he left the camp with Mrs. Mo's handwriting.

In the letter, Mrs. Mo will visit Zhixuan as the daughter of the Mo country, not the wife of the son Xun.

At the beginning of the enfeoffment of kings, women could become kings and govern the country like men, and sons-in-law had the same right to inherit the throne as brothers.

With the passage of time, most of the female sons and daughters of various countries marry other countries to form marriage alliances for the country, and few people mention the original rules.As a result, many clans have forgotten how amazing and talented the female monarchs entrusted by the kings are.

The desert country has a long history, and the inherited culture is also extraordinary.Now that the country is small and sandwiched between two big countries, life is very difficult, but the cultural background and wealth accumulated from generation to generation are not in vain after all.

Madam Mo's education since she was a child is different from that of girls from other countries.Even if she is married to a foreigner, the knowledge she has learned is still kept in her heart, and she can always help her when necessary.

When the waiter delivered the letter, Zhi Xuan had just eaten breakfast.

Knowing that Mrs. Mo intends to pay a visit, several thoughts flashed through Zhi Xuan's mind, and finally nodded in agreement, and asked the servant to go back and report, asking Mrs. Mo to stay at the camp the next day.

The servants took the order to go, and when they passed through the camp, they saw the soldiers and soldiers receiving meals.Everyone has a whole bowl of millet rice, a spoonful of hot soup on the rice, and half a salted egg that is dripping with oil, not to mention how greedy.

The aroma of the broth wafted over, and the waiter couldn't help swallowing.Immediately speed up your pace and rush out of the camp gate as fast as you can, so as not to suffer from this torment again.

When the army travels in winter, it is very inconvenient to carry supplies.The craftsmen brainstormed and remodeled the cart to improve the carrying capacity to a higher level.

Carrying more supplies can ensure that the team will not starve.Not to mention the staple food and broth, soldiers were given half a salted egg every two days.

Don't underestimate this half salted egg, it is an excellent delicacy for the whole army.

Intuitive comparison, when the soldiers of the Xiyuan Kingdom held their rice bowls and feasted on salted eggs with corn and rice, the soldiers in the opposite camp could only get a piece of pickled vegetables, which were salty and had nothing to do with deliciousness.

Under Zhixuan's request, the breeding farms in the Western Capital continued to develop, and the scale was growing day by day. The eggs and meat produced continued to increase, and a large number of them were supplied to the city residents.

Seeing the benefits, the clans followed suit one after another, gathered people in their fiefs, and began to try to raise chickens and ducks.

As a result, slaves who could raise chickens and ducks became very sought-after.They couldn't buy it in the shop, and some people even begged Zhixuan, willing to exchange food and supplies, hoping that Zhixuan could give them a batch of slaves, preferably from the farm.

Others can easily dismiss him, but when Su Hu came to him, Zhi Xuan was caught off guard.

The historian was also present at that time, and solemnly recorded every word said by the monarch and his ministers.

Zhi Xuan couldn't let the historian stop writing, he could only sigh alone

He can fully imagine how future generations will react when they see this record.

When the monarch and the minister met, the three sentences were inseparable from breeding technology and talents, and every word was about the beautiful imagination of chickens and ducks, which seemed wrong no matter how they looked.

Could it be a metaphor?

It should be very possible!

In short, history is so puzzling.

Driven by profit, the clan of Xiyuan Kingdom exploded with astonishing enthusiasm for the breeding industry. The big and small clans joined forces, and the most direct benefit was to ensure the supply of poultry eggs for the army.

Fresh eggs are easy to be bumped and damaged, which is not conducive to transportation and long-term storage. The clans refer to the advice of the monarch and pickle salted eggs on a large scale.Eggs, duck eggs, wild goose eggs, everything that can be pickled is put into jars.

As far as the marinated finished product is concerned, duck eggs taste the best, while eggs are slightly inferior.The taste of wild goose eggs is also very good, the key is that they are big enough.Due to the smallest number, most of them are sent to the clan's dining table. Occasionally, the Jiachang can get a piece, and the Jiashi basically don't even think about it.

It is worth mentioning that the tofu that Zhi Xuan was thinking about was also made by two chefs.

The finished product is a bit loose, more like bean curd than tofu, and you can't pick it up with chopsticks, so you need to use a spoon to eat it, which still makes Zhi Xuan enjoy eating.

The raw material for ordering tofu surprised Zhi Xuan, and it turned out to be white vinegar.

Only then did Zhixuan realize that he was on the edge of a corner again. Whoever said that tofu must use brine and gypsum must be used. In terms of eating this extensive and profound culture, the Chinese nation can always use their brains to create amazing results.

There are stone mills in the team, and some of them are specially used to grind beans to make soy milk and tofu.

Fresh tofu comes out of the pan, with seasoning, the taste is amazing.

Zhi Xuan didn't have exclusive food, instead he had fresh tofu, and he would always send someone over to the camp and send a whole big pot to Zhao Hao.

Shi Ziyu ate a meal in Zhao Hao's tent, tasted tofu and salted eggs, and looked at his brother with strange eyes.Since then, every meal must appear on time.It doesn't count if you eat a meal, but you still have to sigh: "My brother, it's fortunate that you have a very good appearance!"

Zhao Hao stopped his chopsticks and endured a few moments before throwing Shizi out.

In any case, it was his own brother who was holding the rice bowl opposite.

On the day Madam Mo paid a visit to Zhixuan, before meal time, a strong smell wafted from the camp.

The chef of Xiyuan Kingdom set up a large pot and put a large piece of mutton into the pot together with the seasoning packet. Soon after the water boiled, an attractive aroma wafted out.

Smelling this fragrance, not to mention the servants and maids, even Mrs. Mo was attracted.

Zhixuan sent delicious food to Gongzi Hao almost every day, and it has spread throughout the camp.Compared with myself, I feel more and more happy to have a good fiancé.

According to the etiquette, after Mrs. Mo entered the camp, the clan members came forward to greet her and lead the way to the big tent.

After days of heavy snowfall, the ground covered a thick layer, scattered with the messy footprints of patrolling soldiers.

The road leading to the big tent was cleared, which made it easier to walk, and also showed that Zhi Xuan attached great importance to this meeting.

Mrs. Mo couldn't help feeling relaxed, and she had more expectations for this meeting.

"Please, my son." The clan stopped before reaching the tent, and the waiter informed him.

Hearing the other party's address, Mrs. Mo smiled and nodded, and only stepped into the tent after getting permission.

The moment I walked through the tent door, all the cold disappeared, and my whole body was wrapped in warmth.Madam Mo raised her eyes and saw the young man in black sitting behind the desk.

Mrs. Mo knew that Zhi Xuan was very young, but she didn't expect him to be so handsome.Different from Prince Bei'an's naturally gorgeous, almost sharp appearance, Zhixuan is gentle and gentle, he seems to have inherited Mrs. Liang.

After a brief absence, Mrs. Mo pulled herself together quickly, took off her cloak and handed it to the attendant, put her hands on her forehead, and bowed gracefully.

"The female deer of the Mo family, I pay my respects to your majesty."

Mrs. Mo practiced ancient rituals, which were different from clan rituals.

Seeing it for the first time, Zhi Xuan couldn't help being stunned.Thinking of the various experiences of this young lady, I couldn't help but feel admiration, and immediately said: "Excuse me, please sit down."

A man can be called king, and so can a woman.

Mrs. Mo saluted completely, her movements were meticulous, then she straightened up and sat down.

The maid entered the tent and brought hot soup and pastries to Mrs. Mo.

The flower-shaped pastries are served in a wooden tray, exuding a sweet taste, and the color is also very attractive, Mrs. Mo can't help but be attracted.

"Please use it." Zhi Xuan said.

"Thank you, Mr. Madam." Madam Mo was not polite, and ate two pieces with hot soup.The sweet taste permeates the mouth and saturates the taste buds, and the gloom produced by Gong Ziyu seems to disappear.

But it is only "seems".

After the cakes were used, the maid took down the wooden tray and served hot soup again.

The cold wind howled outside the tent, and the roar of beasts could be heard in the wind and snow, contrasting the silence inside the tent.

Zhi Xuan was not in a hurry to speak, obviously waiting for the other party to speak.

Mrs. Mo pondered for a moment, and decided not to go around the bush, but to get straight to the point.

"The deer pay homage to the king, one is to thank the grace of life, and the other is to ask for protection."

"Why did you say that?" Zhi Xuan frowned.

"Your Majesty, the desert country is small and has few people. It is really difficult to exist among the big countries. The northern capital is actually a country. Originally, I also wanted to marry a husband and raise children, but I married a non-human, and I was close to death."

These words are not concealed at all, and they are astonishingly straightforward.

Zhi Xuan was stunned, looking at Mrs. Mo with a calm face, he couldn't get out of his mouth, waiting for her to continue.

"Today, the deer can't ask his elder brother for help, and Bei'an has no one to rely on. Only the king can live the life of the deer, and the deer is willing to be the king's encouragement."

Mrs. Mo has no hesitation, her attitude is firm, and she doesn't even leave a way out for herself.

"Your words have been spread, but what will happen?" Zhixuan said.

"Back to Your Majesty, Lu Zhi." Madam Mo was very calm, she met Zhi Xuan's gaze without even half dodging, "Lu Zao has no way out. Don't be afraid that Your Majesty will know, the family order that has followed me for many years has already given birth to two hearts, and the maids and maids around me People are swaying, and there are few people who can be trusted."

Mrs. Mo revealed her scars, just to make Zhi Xuan believe that she is sincerely surrendering.

After what happened that night, and witnessing the betrayal of her confidant maid, Mrs. Mo found that her situation was worse than expected.

With Bei'anhou's order, she can indeed live on if the poison is removed from her body, but how to live is the problem.

Young master X seems to be concerned about her condition, but in fact he is thinking of himself.

When she was suffering from illness, the young master X did not care about the relationship between husband and wife, but managed to get the buyer's order and intervene in her dowry, especially the several saltworks and the fiefdoms given to her by Marquis Mo.

If she didn't realize that, if she was really captured by the prince, even if she could save her life, she would become a caged bird, and Xidi and the prince's mansion would be her cages.

Mrs. Mo doesn't want to live like this, absolutely not!

After going through life and death, she no longer has a trace of warmth in her heart, let alone a trace of innocence.

Zhi Xuan is her only chance.

A chance for her to break the cage and live well!

"Your Majesty, there is a craftsman in the deer's hand, who can make powerful soldiers." Mrs. Mo flipped over the biggest hole card, "The deer is willing to offer it to Your Majesty!"

Mrs. Mo's attitude is very clear, she doesn't seek an alliance, she just surrenders.

Looking at Mrs. Mo in front of him, Zhi Xuan seemed to see himself back then, with Marquis Xiyuan in front and family Mi in the back. His initial wish was to live, but it was the most difficult.

After waiting for Zhi Xuan's answer for a long time, the light in Mrs. Mo's eyes went out little by little.

Still not working?

When she was about to despair, Zhi Xuan finally said: "You can rest assured and return to Xidi."

Madam Mo suddenly raised her head.

"I agree to this matter, but I will tell Young Master Hao, what do you think?" Zhi Xuan continued.

"Your Majesty is in charge!" Madam Mo was delighted, with a smile on her face.

She doesn't mind if Gongzi Hao becomes an insider.In fact, she never thought that she could hide it from Prince Hao.

As long as Zhi Xuan agrees, her goal has been achieved.

Mrs. Mo fulfilled her wish and did not stay in Zhixuan camp any longer. After thanking her, she got up and said goodbye.

Considering that there are so many people and mixed conversations, it would be too eye-catching to send someone off right away. The two agreed that after the wedding, Zhi Xuan would send a letter, and Mrs. Mo would send the person to the place mentioned in the letter.

When Mrs. Mo left, the scent in the camp was even stronger. The boiled mutton was taken out, cut into palm-sized slices, dipped in seasonings and put into the mouth. It was so delicious that people could swallow their tongues.

"Young master, Your Majesty ordered, please give me a try."

The waiter brought a copper pot with cooked mutton in it.There is also a food box, which contains pastries and sauces for lamb.

"Thank you, Monarch."

Mrs. Mo readily accepted it, and the carriage returned to the camp, the fragrance wafting all the way.

Not long after, Zhixuan sent someone to see Zhao Hao, saying that he would hold a banquet in the camp and invite Zhao Hao to come for a while.

Hearing that there was a banquet, Shi Ziyuan immediately came over, hoping that he could join in the fun.

"The king of Xiyuan didn't invite his elder brother." Zhao Hao said.

Translated: No way!

Looking at Zhao Hao's back, Shi Ziyu burst into tears.

Brother is so heartless, why?