From an Ugly Peasant Woman to a Carefree Princess

Chapter 370: New Year's Eve

Luo Chunhua looked at the nervousness of the two, with a solemn expression: "Uncle, Grandpa Xu, originally these matters were done by the Nine Princes. However, now, the Nine Princes have been designated as rebels by the emperor, and the others have long since disappeared. His Royal Highness is still far away in Luzhou. If he is there, I might still be able to point out what the guards around him can do for us. Miss Du is a woman, and there are many inconveniences. My only reliance is you."

Ye Shu said, "As long as Niangniang says something, we will do our best. We are just worried that we will not do well."

"With Miss Du watching, how can you do it badly?" Luo Chunhua said quietly, "This matter is only suitable for you to do. After all, whether it is the guards of the Ninth Prince or His Royal Highness, they are all officials. Identity, which means trying to get a rebel base, is a difficult problem, let alone purchasing a large amount of food."

Ye Shu hesitated.

Xu Changhe felt right. He glanced at Ye Shu: "The empress is right. Only civilians like us can hope to succeed if we do this."

Luo Chunhua smiled and nodded.

Ye Shu took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and agreed.

At this point, this matter was put on the agenda.

In recent days, Ye Shu and Xu Changhe, as well as a few guys in the store, have been instructed by Luo Chunhua to accompany Du Ruosheng to various places in Yuezhou.

At the time of the New Year, a few people returned to Longquan Town.

The New Year’s Eve arrived soon, and compared to the cheerfulness of others, Luo Chunhua really couldn't sit still.

In her previous life, she was used to being lonely, but in this life, she is a person who has children and a mate...

Sitting in front of the lamp, watching the early summer and winter snow, Xiaohai and several people carried pinewood in the yard, stacked them, and lit them into a fire.

The flames were blazing, reflecting the young smiles of several people.

Luo Chunhua felt more and more sad. If A Li and Xiang Gong were there, she would sit in front of the fire and hold A Li to guard the year. There would be her share in the smiling face reflected by the fire.

I was secretly hurt, but I heard the voice of early summer from the door: "Manny, do you want to roast sweet potatoes, freshly baked."

"No need, just eat it."

"Niangniang, the sweet potatoes are buried in the mound, and they are not burnt at all. You can try them."

Luo Chunhua is a little hungry. The older the month, the less she eats at each meal, but she often feels hungry. So I can only eat smaller meals.

Just saying that, I could vaguely smell the aroma of roasted sweet potatoes.

"Okay, take it in."

Early Summer answered happily, and came in with oil paper.

"Dongxue said that this thing must be eaten more vigorously like this. So the maidservant did not put it on the plate."

"Dongxue is a particular person." Luo Chunhua praised, then took the oil paper and started eating.

Luo Chunhua only took a few bites of a piece of roasted sweet potato, then put it down again.

This year, the more you guarded, the more desolate, Luo Chunhua thought for a while, still lay down on the bed.

In Jiangzhou at this time, Gu Jiaming was lying down, hiding in the bushes with hundreds of soldiers.

"Commander Gu, why are you fighting a bandit yourself?"

"Yes, tonight is still New Year's Eve. Look, the bandits are eating and drinking, you really don't need to..."

"What nonsense? I, like you, have too little combat experience. The first time I fought bandits, my hands were shaking. Throughout the ages, have you seen a famous general who has not experienced battles? I have been your commander in command, With only good food and drink, how can you be worthy of entrusting you to me, your family!?"

Gu Jiaming took out a piece of dried meat from his arms and shook his hand twice: "Chinese New Year, we also eat some meat. After a while, the noise inside will be louder, and it will be the moment when they get drunk. , We will storm the top of the mountain!"

When the soldiers heard the words, they were quite convinced in their hearts. They also took out the dried meat from their arms and bit in the water.

"He, mother,! This jerky is really not good! Brothers, when we take this hill, we can have a good meal!" Gu Jiaming cheered the soldiers as they ate.

After fighting life and death on the battlefield for more than half a month, Gu Jiaming's momentum at this time was already different.

Hidden in the grass, Gu Jiaming's pale face had long been cracked and red by the cold wind.

And his temperament has changed from the original elegance and honesty to cold and majestic. After all, through his hands, the number of undead rebels and bandits has reached seven to eighty thousand.

The soldiers who were close to him looked at Gu Jiaming's heroic and dry cloud, and admired them spontaneously-during this expedition, the recruits were stained with blood and lives, and they became veterans worthy of everyone's praise, but they changed. The most is undoubtedly the coach Gu Jiaming.

If it was said that many people were dissatisfied with Gu Jiaming, who had no combat experience, and believed that Gu Jiaming relied on a good relationship with Du Xiang, and would say that he could become the head coach.

They didn't know until they got on the battlefield, how determined and ruthless the coach born in this private school was! The original contempt and dissatisfaction became full of admiration.

Until now, they have discovered the white cold-blooded coach more and more, how much they love their colleagues. Those admiration became absolute obedience and awe.

In Luzhou further away, at this time Sheng Yuqing was hosting a banquet for the Manchu civil and military.

In the middle of the night, there was no one in the temple.

Sheng Yuqing only forced out the wine he had drunk.

With a cold look, handsome and lifeless, although he has forced most of the wine out, he still staggers.

Yu Wei hurriedly stepped forward to hold Sheng Yuqing, and several court ladies also gave Sheng Yuqing a hangover soup.

Sheng Yuqing drank the hangover soup and walked back to her palace with Yu Wei's support.

In the brightly lit temporary palace, the emperor is still waiting for his year-end report.

"You said, is A Li asleep at the moment?"

"The minister does not know."

Sheng Yuqing didn't ask any more, he was really drunk.

In fact, he already knew the answer in his heart-A Li should have fallen asleep. After all, Aunt Xian is a very competent person. A Li couldn't wait to give him the lucky money.

When he arrived at the emperor's bedroom, Zhu Qing awakened the emperor who had slept in chaos.

The complexion of the emperor was the same as before, with pale lips and no trace of blood on his face.

"Prince, you are here."

"In return for the father, the son is here."

The emperor hooked his lips, and a smile appeared in his eyes: "It's rare that I have a bit of warmth in my child. Is it because I look haggard and approaching the limit, or because today is the New Year's Eve, the prince thinks this is the prince can I spent the last New Year’s Eve with me. Or is it because the prince was drunk?"

Sheng Yuqing bowed and answered honestly: "Both. Father and sons and ministers are known to me. Perhaps standing on the top of the world is the biggest worry in the world."

The emperor is not annoyed: "You are true. Alas, you miss the prince."

"Yes."

"Sit down. Sit down to my bedside." The emperor patted the dragon couch.

Sheng Yuqing didn't pretend to be affectionate, and walked over to the emperor, and sat on the dragon bed slightly.