Chapter 442: pumpkin porridge

The combination of the Yan and Zhou squadrons allowed this war to sweep the world. The war was abrupt, and the East merchants were still dominant. They became internal and diplomatic difficulties overnight.
Yang element is not a person waiting to be shackled. Even after losing the night shack to the brook beach, he lost all the way to Chunduguan. He was actually Yu Yong who was stunned by him for a while. The army of the three countries, together with the guo\'jun1 who came to participate in the war, the 17-nation army fought in the spring crossing, and the history called the battle of Qizhe Chundu.
In the big week, Luo Wei received the letter of the king, and after receiving the news that Qizhe Wang died, he repaired the book and claimed the death of Wang Zheqi, the king of the 170,000 army. All were sent to the territory of Nanxun.
At the same time, the fifteen people of the dragon were sent by Luo Wei into the army going south, and began their own future.
The blood is dyed in the mountains, and it is said that it is the charcoal of the living spirits. It is said that the emperors are competing for the deer, and it is three years.
The tung tree in the Yijinyuan Garden once again opened a tree of white flowers, but it was discovered by Luo Wei when the flowering season was about to pass. It turned out that this tung tree had already blossomed. Looking at the last white flower of the branch, falling with the wind, Luo Wei has not seen a smile on his face for a long time, only then has a smile.
"Wang Ye," Zhao Fu led a group of officials to come in.
"The next official sees the prince," the group of officials came to the hospital and heard the prince of Zhao Gonggong who was still wearing the winter coat under the shrine. He was busy on the ground and saw Luo Wei.
Luo Wei looked at these officials. Nowadays, the imperial examinations in the big week have been reopened. These are the ones that have been awarded this time. They will be awarded the official title and will be the new official of the official position. "Get up," Rowe. After covering the mouth and coughing a few times, the voice said a little hoarse.
The officials stood up together, and Rovi is now outside. He has a cold-blooded reputation. Although they see real people now, they think that Rovi is not as terrible as the legend, but no one dares to lose in front of Rowe. Etiquette.
"You were an official at the beginning," Rowe sat casually on the edge of the gallery. He said to the officials: "I don't want to say that you are a scholar, that is the reason, there are books. I only tell you a sentence." When you get to where you are, you are the parents of that side. If you have a bad name in your office, I will know that I will not let him live."
"The lower officials should remember the teachings of the prince," the officials were busy.
"Go out of the palace and go to work," Luo Wei said that these officials should have his words, they will not say anything more, waved the officials to retreat.
"You adults should go with the slaves," Zhao Fu was busy going forward and took these officials out.
Luo Wei wanted to look up and look at the tung flower of the branch, but it was a cough and a sweet throat. He was busy with his hand and the blood spit out his hand.
"Wang Ye!" After Wei Tai doctor heard that Luo Wei was coughing in the house, he went out of the house and saw the blood flowing down the edge of Luo Wei's fingers.
"Don't shout," Rovi said, and his heart was more comfortable. He saw Wei Tai doctor rushing to him in a panic, and he said a word.
Wei Taiyi closed his mouth, and before and after Luo Wei’s approach, he whispered to Luo Weidao:
Is my heart hurting?

Luo Wei waved his hand. "I want to sleep, just can't sleep."
Wei Tai doctor helped Luo Wei stand up, Luo Wei is not as thin as before, the whole person looks fatter, but Wei Tai and the people who are close to Luo Wei know that Luo Wei is now all over the body. edema. "It’s good to not sleep for a while," Wei Tai said as he tried to take Luo Wei back to his bedroom.
"I went to the study," Rovi said. "So many folds, I don't know tomorrow, I don't know how much more."
"Then let it be better," Wei Taiji rushed. "Is your life always better than the fold?"
"Go to the study," Rowe is stubborn.
"Let's lie down for a while," Wei Taiwei asked for Luo Weidao.
"I don't feel comfortable when I lie down," Rovi pointed at his heart. "Still sit comfortably."
Wei Tai doctor had to hold Luo Wei back to the study room. "This has been playing for three years, and it will soon be in its fourth year. Wang Ye, when is this time?"
"Come on," Rowe said. "Come on."
Luo Wei's sound is fast, the tung tree flowers fall, the summer is coming, the pond of Cuidao is there, the red lotus is blooming, just like the tung tree flower of the May snow, there is no waiting for the flower owner. Summer is turning to autumn and cool, this year's big week is full of good weather, ushered in a harvest season, Luo Wei as the regent prince to sue the world, this year's big week's autumn tax is exempted, carrying the country hit three The hard-working workers and peasants finally waited for a breather. After the fall of autumn, the winter is coming, and it is often raining in winter this year, but there is no more snow.
On the New Year's Eve of the year, Luo Wei did not eat a reunion dinner. Luo Zhiyi wanted to spend three New Year's Eve with the three emperors. He always said that he did not like the children's Luo Wei naturally deducted, and other family members and friends were not around. Looking at Zhao Fu’s own table full of dishes, Luo Wei said to Zhao Fu:
These are for the people below to eat.

"Wang Ye," Zhao Fu asked Luo Weidao: "Today is the big night, you have nothing to eat? Do you want to leave this fragrant cake?"
Luo Wei looked at the dish on the table and suddenly said to Zhao Fudao: "I want to drink a bowl of pumpkin porridge."
Zhao Fu couldn't understand how Luo Wei suddenly thought of drinking pumpkin porridge, but it was rare for Luo Wei to order food. Zhao Fu was busy running in the kitchen of Yijinyuan. Zhao Fu can't be sure that there is a pumpkin in the small kitchen. He is planning to do it. If there is no kitchen, he will go to the imperial kitchen and ask if there is no pumpkin in the palace today, he will go out with the palace to find In short, on New Year's Eve, he must let Luo Wei eat pumpkin porridge.
The food at the table was withdrawn, and Rowe sat down at the desk and got busy.
Zhao Fu held an old pumpkin in the imperial dining room and let the master of the kitchen cook a pot of pumpkin porridge.
Knowing that it was Luo Wei’s name to eat, the master of the small kitchen began to wash the melon, cut the melon, and porridge. He also asked Zhao Fudao:
Zhao Gonggong, Wang Ye’s one person eats the next pot of porridge?

Zhao Fu said: "Today, we will accompany the prince to drink porridge together."
The master nodded, today is New Year's Eve, the holiday in the DPRK, Yi Jinyuan did not have the people of the past, but in the days of this family reunion, it seems clear. There are these people, and they will accompany Rovi to New Year’s Eve. It’s not a person’s New Year, but it’s also brighter.
When Zhao Fu gave the good pumpkin porridge to Luo Wei, Luo Wei had already forgotten. He suddenly wanted to drink this porridge for a while.
"Wang Ye," Zhao Fu said: "Just good, you have a taste."
Luo Wei looked at the pumpkin porridge in front of him and said, "The original is really cut into pieces."
"What do you say to Wang Ye?" Zhao Fu did not understand Luo Wei's words.
"I used to do it myself. At that time, I didn't know if the pumpkin was cut into pieces or cut into strips," Rowe said.
"What did the prince finally cut the pumpkin into?"
Luo Wei smiled and shook his head and dug a spoonful of porridge in his mouth.
Zhao Fu asked at the side: "Is it still the taste of the prince?"
"Not bad," said Rowe, who was all pumpkin porridge. It seemed that he was in the Qingshan Valley at that time, and the porridge that he ate with him was delicious.