Chapter 198 A bowl of fairy grass jelly, refreshing and irritating
The imperial minister immediately looked at King Yong.
"Your Majesty, it is not trivial to steal weapons and hide food and grass."
King Yong nodded and looked at the Sixth Prince with stern eyes: "You really don't know what's going on?"
The Sixth Prince quickly handed over his hand: "Uncle Wang, I really don't know!"
The imperial envoy pursed his lips: "Then please, Your Majesty, and all of you, follow me to check."
"Each weapon is engraved with different patterns according to the batch. With a little judgment, you can determine where these weapons come from."
After he finished speaking, he received the approval of King Yong.
The group of people turned over, mounted their horses, and hurried toward the cave.
Xiangying found a comfortable position and lay down.
She was looking forward to what these people's expressions would be when they found out that the weapons were hoarded by the Sixth Prince.
The imperial envoy and the others used fast horses to run for an hour and finally arrived outside the cave.
After climbing into the cave with difficulty, after walking a few steps, I saw piles of weapons and batches of food next to them.
The sixth prince's expression was extremely ugly.
When he first came here, weren't all the weapons stored here stolen?
Now it is placed together with the grain, which is really strange!
The imperial envoy stepped forward and bent down to inspect the weapons.
He frowned and said: "There are not only those from South Vietnam, but also those from the Western Zhou Dynasty."
King Yong pondered: "Could it be that someone took advantage of the war to capture the generals of the Western Zhou Dynasty and took away their weapons?"
Nowadays, it is expensive to make an iron weapon, and weapons are even more expensive.
It is possible that some people may secretly try to collect weapons, melt them into other items and sell them for money.
But with so many weapons and food here, it's almost like a rebellion.
The imperial envoy went to inspect the weapons of South Vietnam and found that they were all engraved with magnolia patterns.
He narrowed his eyes, stood up slowly, and looked back at the Sixth Prince.
"Your Highness, Sixth Highness, if I remember correctly, Cao Ming's team used exactly this batch of weapons. When you applied for 30,000 more good bows from the Ministry of War, was it just for hoarding?"
The Sixth Prince was shocked: "This is absolutely not the case! Weapons are controlled and distributed by Cao Ming. I don't know anything about this."
King Yong asked seriously: "Where is Cao Ming?"
Taishou Lu stood up with a lunge, cupped his hands and said: "Not long ago, I was executed for drugging His Highness the Sixth Prince."
King Yong and the imperial minister looked at each other.
The imperial envoy frowned: "It was dealt with so suddenly? What specific crime was it?"
Prefect Lu had a profound meaning: "Cao Ming dared to drug His Highness the Sixth, which made His Highness favor a female prisoner from the Western Zhou Dynasty."
The imperial envoy's eyes became even more unpredictable.
"Not to mention that Cao Ming belongs to His Highness, why did he drug him? Then again, for the female prisoner of the Western Zhou Dynasty, even if His Highness favors her, it is her blessing, so why rush to kill Cao Ming?"
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"Could it be that His Highness is worried that Cao Ming will say something that he shouldn't say?"
The Sixth Prince's face was extremely pale, and Lu Hong deliberately made it seem as if the two things were related.
He angrily rebuked: "My Highness has absolutely no intention of doing this!"
King Yong shouted: "You have disappointed me so much. What you have said the most today is that you don't know or are unclear. But the emperor has arranged for you to be responsible for supervising the escort teams in Meicheng. How can you not know everything about it?" < br>
The imperial envoy also said: "Your Highness, the Sixth Highness, is in his position, but he has neglected his duties. He is really disappointing to the ministers and others."
He looked at King Yong and raised his hands to ask for instructions: "I need to write a memorial about this matter and send someone back to the capital as fast as possible to wait for the emperor's announcement. What does the prince think?"
King Yong nodded: "Just do as you say."
Xie Chen took the opportunity to remind: "These rice grains should be moved back to Meicheng as soon as possible. The people are still waiting to open their sheds to give porridge."
King Yong looked at him approvingly: "Lieutenant General Xie, you will be responsible for opening a tent to give out porridge."
Xie Chen cupped his hands: "Yes."
The sixth prince stood beside him and looked pale with anger.
He did everything, but Xie Chen got all the benefits?
The matter of opening a tent to give out porridge will be recorded in the local county book, and the emperor will check it once a year.
The more credit Xie Chen gets, the more detrimental it will be to him.
The sixth prince was unwilling to give in, gritted his teeth and stepped forward: "Uncle Wang, then I..."
King Yong looked at him and scolded him: "You go back and think about your fault! It's so ridiculous. Before the matter in Meicheng was settled, you went to favor the female prisoners of the Western Zhou Dynasty and lied about being drugged."
After that, King Yong rolled up his sleeves, snorted and left.
Even the imperial envoy shook his head, passed by the sixth prince, and went directly to follow Jie Chen.
The two began to discuss how many days of giving porridge to help the people of Meicheng tide over the difficulties.
Lu Hong walked past the Sixth Prince and said quietly: "Your Highness, doesn't it feel like being wronged?"
The sixth prince raised his sharp eyes, but Lu Hong left with a smile. This damn Lu Hong dares to laugh at him?
Xiangying saw all this through the drone and laughed.
The Sixth Prince really deserved it. He lost his wife and lost his troops. Finally, the relationship with these people was at loggerheads.
After taking back the drone, Xiangying took several bowls of prepared fairy grass jelly from the space and opened the curtain.
"Aren!" She waved, and Aren, who was practicing martial arts with Lu Beiyi, hurried over.
He smiled with thick eyebrows and wide eyes, and his healthy wheat-colored skin made his bright white teeth more obvious.
Aren wiped the sweat from his forehead: "Sister, what did you call me for?"
"I asked you to help me sprinkle the rice grains. You did a good job. Come, this is your reward."
She pointed to the bowls of grass jelly jelly next to her.
Jet black jelly, sprinkled with red honey beans, honey, sweet-scented osmanthus, and crushed milk cubes.
Aren's eyes lit up: "What is this?"
"This is called fairy grass jelly. I picked herbs from nearby and brewed it. It can clear away heat and reduce internal heat." Xiangying rubbed his hair.
Just when A Ren was about to eat, he noticed a hungry look looking over him.
He turned around silently and saw that it was Xiang Yuanxiao.
A chubby white little guy stood not far away, with a fair face, a red mouth, and watery black eyes.
There is also a bulging snack bag tied to his belt, which Xiangying sewed specially for him.
Among the three little ones, Xiang Yuanxiao carries the most snacks.
At this moment, he was still staring longingly at the fairy grass jelly in Aren's hand.
Xiangying saw it from the corner of his eye and couldn't help laughing: "Don't look at him, you eat what you have."
Xiang Yuanxiao walked over with his calves at this time.
"Bad girl, what is this you gave to Brother Aren? Why have my brothers and sisters and I never eaten it?"
Aren suddenly felt embarrassed and quickly gave away all the bowls in his hand.
"Brother Yuan Xiao, you eat first."
Xiang Yuanxiao stretched out his little hand to take it, but Xiang Ying held it.
The little guy suddenly puffed up his fair and tender face, looking at Xiangying like a puffy little ball.
"Yuan Xiao, I told you, you can only eat one snack a day. Since you have eaten milk cubes today, you can no longer eat grass jelly."
Xiang Yuanxiao retorted: "That was for breakfast, and it's noon now."
Xiangying tutted: "I can give it to you, but then I can't eat tonight, okay?"
Xiangying needs to help her big cub control his weight.
The baby, who is only three and a half years old, has been raised by Xiangying all the way.
Now they are stationed temporarily, unlike before, walking every day consumes energy.
At that time, Xiang Yuanxiao ate two bowls of rice every day, and Xiang Ying wouldn't say anything to him.
But it’s different now. The amount of exercise has decreased, and naturally we need to eat less.
When Xiang Yuanxiao heard that he couldn't have dinner, he immediately hesitated.
Taoxue said from the side: "I'm going to make pork ribs for dinner."
Xiang Yuanxiao immediately retracted his little hand: "Forget it, I don't want to eat the grass jelly yet. It looks dark and must be very bitter. Brother Aren, you can eat it yourself, hum."
He raised his little head, turned around and left.
Aren looked at Xiangying's face, and when he saw her smiling and nodding, he started to eat unceremoniously.
"So sweet!" The milky taste entered his mouth, and Ren's eyes widened in surprise.
At this time Lu Beiyi came over, wiping the sweat from his forehead.
"What's sweet?"
Ah Ren quickly showed it to him: "Master, look, this is a delicious thing made by my sister, called fairy grass jelly!"
Seeing this bowl of dark stuff, Lu Beiyi didn't show the same surprise as others.
This actually surprised Xiang Ying.
Ordinary people will be a little curious when they see it for the first time.
But Lu Peiyi just patted Aren on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Your sister is so kind to you."
With that said, Lu Beiyi turned his head and praised Xiang Ying.
"You can always make unusual delicacies along the way. If you settle down, it would be a good idea to open a shop. The business will definitely be booming."
Xiangying suppressed the doubts she had about Lu Peiyi in her heart.
She smiled: "If I have the opportunity, I will consider it."