The wooden wheels rolled and gradually drove away from Xiangguan.

The sun shone on the rammed earth wall, which was a little dazzling.

The maid A Qing turned around and looked back at the Xiangguan City Tower that was gradually fading away. She felt a little frightened and excited.

She has been urinating in Xiangguan since she was a child and has never left.

Although Lingzhi was only two days away from Xiangguan, she might not have the chance to return to her hometown in just two days.

"Dong!" The sad little girl was hit on her forehead.

"Oh." She cried out in pain and looked at her mother for no reason. She couldn't understand why she was beaten.

Ah Qing's mother was a capable woman. She pointed her daughter's forehead with a grudge, "You, if you don't serve your wife well, what are you doing?"

The mother and daughter followed the long queue while talking.

The long line walked out of the Xiangguan city gate like a snake, and the knights riding tall horses drove the way forward, wandering around and patrolling the road from time to time.

A Qing's mother looked at a white-floured cake that A Qing sent. She was originally a cook on the stove and worked in the Xiangguan School Guard's Mansion for many years, but she still had some knowledge.

The dough cakes sent by A Qing in front of him were the size of a disc, with thick knuckles, and it was so white that it was made of the best grinded and sifted white flour, with some flax particles sprinkled on it.

Not to mention that a bowl of white flour must be pounded and removed from the shell, crushed and sieved, several cooks on the stove must keep the servants busy for a long time. Even the flax grains on this cake are not visible to ordinary people.

The bread is wrapped in plain white burlap, exuding the fragrance of grains.

Ah Qing's mother immediately looked serious: "Where did you get such a good thing?"

Ah Qing rubbed her forehead inexplicably aggrievedly. Her mother's hands were strong and she made a small piece of red on her forehead.

"My wife gave it to me! My wife said that I am young, um..." A Qing paused and recalled Gongsun Yan's original words, "It is when you grow up. You have to eat well to supplement your nutrition in order to grow taller."

A Qingniang gave a meal, then raised her hand and knocked A Qing's forehead even more vigorously: "My wife, why are you doing with it? Why don't you eat it yourself?"

As she said that, Ah Qingniang stuffed the cake in her hand back into Ah Qing's hand: "My wife should remember her kindness, why don't you go back to serve her car quickly? If she can't find anyone, she will punish you."

Upon hearing this, Aqing bulged his cheeks: "My wife can't do it!" Her wife Ayan is the best person in the world, so she won't punish people for such trivial matters.

Although she thought so, Aqing felt that her mother was right and she should go back quickly. What if the wife had something to do?

Before her mother could react, A Qing stuffed the noodles back into her mother's arms, held the corner of her skirt and ran away: "My mother, eat it, this noodles are soft and sweet!"

Seeing the corner of her daughter's skirt disappearing into the front line, Ah Qingniang sighed in annoyance, but a smile appeared on the corner of her lips.

She lost her husband in her early years and remarried a herdsman from the lieutenant's mansion. However, the husband she married later was a retired veteran and was injured on the battlefield. Although she could live a husband and wife, she could not have children.

She only has A Qing, the daughter. A Qing can serve with a kind and pure girl like A Yan, which is really the blessing of her ancestors.

She was really worried that if Ah Qing's temperament would make her wife dislike and would be driven away from her side, so she always advised her.

At this moment, looking at the cake in my arms, Ah Qingniang felt even more grateful.

"A Qingniang, what did you give A Qing?" Several people who were walking by the ox cart and luggage compartment surrounded him, including men and women, old and young.

They were all the children or workers whom Zhao Yun used the captured armored sword and the Wuhuan people's head to fight, and the children of Xiangguan who were exchanged for Gongsun Da.

Forty households and more than two hundred people were organized.

Except for fifty people who were slaves to the lieutenant's mansion, the rest were all workers or military farmer households.

They also envied Ah Qing for serving the master's wife. Because of this weight, the Ah Qing family had a vaguely different status among the forty households, and the same situation was also the maid Alan family.

"It was the food my wife gave me." Although I punished Ah Qing, Ah Qingniang raised her voice a little at this time and lit up the cake in her hand. "The wife said that Ah Qing is young and is growing up and she is enjoying the cake."

"Oh, this is made of the best white flour!" A thin black woman who was a chef on the stove showed an exaggerated expression on her face. She was indeed surprised that the cake was so good, but such exaggeration may not be without the congratulations.

She and Ah Qingniang were assigned tasks. While burying pots and making rice during the march, they were responsible for the food distribution of the more than 200 people.

When she was having a meal, her hands were shaking, and a little more or less was a favor warning. Because of this job, she got a lot of praise and pleasing today.

But she also knew that she had a small power job thanks to Ah Qing's mother's recommendation, so she was performing hard at this time.

"It's really filial to send such good things to A Qing if you don't eat them. You're so filial to send them to your mother." The black and thin woman's voice became louder, attracting a lot of attention, and directly used the Han Dynasty's top treatment - praise filial piety.

Seeing that many eyes were focused on her body and her chin was raised a little more, she said in a more reserved tone: "Our lady is better at teaching."

Now who doesn’t know that Gongsun’s wife Ayan is a pure filial daughter?

In order to mourn your father, brother and sister, you do not wear sable furs or sleep in bed, and do not drink or eat for several days.

When he heard Ah Qingniang think of Gongsun Yan, a look of respect appeared on the faces of the people around him.

The most respected morality in the Han Dynasty was filial piety.

It is rare to be able to be a woman like Mrs. Gongsun in this world.

A Qingniang saw the expressions of the people around her and showed a proud look. Her A Qing was the only two close maids beside Mrs. Gongsun!

Ah Qingniang touched the cake in her hand again, gritted her teeth in her heart, broke half of the cake down, and the remaining half was still wrapped in cloth and put it in her arms, and later shared it with her husband.

She raised half of the pancake she had broken down and said, "I am not a stingy either. Today I will share the food with everyone and ask everyone to share the rewards of their wives and blessings."

Hearing this, everyone around him kept urging and refusing, but no one left, all looked at Ah Qingniang tightly.

A Qingniang didn't laugh at her, and first broke a piece of the index finger-sized piece of the black-skinned cook standing beside her.

The black and thin cook hurriedly took it with great gratitude, pinched a piece the size of a fingernail and put it in his mouth and pursed it. The rest was wrapped in a handkerchief in his arms and put it in his arms.

Her two sons were auxiliary soldiers in the army. Such precious things made of white flour should be left to their brothers to share food and gain insight.

Ordinary civilians in the Han Dynasty worked hard, but throughout their lives, they might not be able to eat a piece of white flour cake the size of a fingernail.

The black and thin chef cherished the cake on the tip of his tongue, and sucked it open, so that the cake batter evenly pasted on the tongue, and tasted the sweetness of the wheat.

"It's so sweet." She couldn't help but smile, "It's soft and sweet." There was no rough wheat shell crumbs.

Seeing that she was eating sweetly, the people around her couldn't stand it anymore, they all reached out to ask for it.

Ah Qingniang each divided the thumb joints as big as that, and carefully shook a little bit of debris from her palm into her mouth, and then she signaled that it was gone.

Those who didn't get the score were dejected and hated that they were late.

The commotion quickly attracted the attention of the patrol sergeants.

A tall man riding a white horse under his crotch came over: "What are you doing? Spread."

If you don’t disperse and block the road, you will ask me about it. He Zhou rode on the horse and swallowed the latter sentence.

It has been mentioned repeatedly in the army, as you should be more polite to the people.

Although he was in the military law, He Zhou still listened to it for many days of education. He rode on his horse and looked down at the people who were as quiet as a cicada because of his arrival.

Somehow, Yangqiuli recalled in my mind.

I remembered the corpses of the villagers who knelt on the long slope to send them away, and the corpses of the villagers who had turned into ashes in the blazing fire.

"Okay, let's go away soon." He didn't notice that he lowered his voice, "There is still two days left to go, so save more energy."

After thinking about it, he added: "We are responsible for your safety. If there is any trouble on the road, come and find me."

"My name is He Zhou! I will definitely keep you safe."
Chapter completed!