Chapter 169 The spring breeze still smiles at peach blossoms
"This year's peach blossoms are about to bloom..." Mrs. Ding stood in the backyard, looking up at the peach trees.
"Mom..." A young man ran in from the front hall and saw Mrs. Ding standing blankly under the peach blossom tree in the backyard. He called out for a while and then shrank back, walked to Mrs. Ding's side, and accompanied Mrs. Ding. I looked towards the peach tree, but there was nothing except a few small buds that had just sprouted...
"Well, mother, what are you looking at?" the young man asked curiously.
Mrs. Ding finally came to her senses, lowered her head and said, "I didn't see anything... By the way, Zixiu, are all your Xiahou uncles here?"
"Here he comes! Uncle Zixiao is also here!" Cao Ang was a little excited. His father was about to do something big. As a son, although he didn't understand it very well, he felt inexplicably excited.
This Cao Zixiao has been fond of hunting with bows and horses since he was a child. It would be even more strange if he didn't come. Mrs. Ding nodded, turned around, touched Cao Ang's head, and said, "Go and accompany your uncles. I'll go to the kitchen and have a look, the stewed lamb is probably almost ready..."
Cao Ang first agreed, and then said: "Mom, please don't touch my head all the time. Didn't you just say last time that I have grown up now?"
Mrs. Ding laughed dumbly and said: "Okay, okay, I'm an adult now, go ahead, go ahead..."
Cao Ang then smiled happily and ran towards the front hall.
Mrs. Ding looked at Cao Ang's cheerful back from behind. The smile on her face slowly stiffened, and finally turned into a sigh. She couldn't help but think of a Tang Feng song she once read -
"The small army gathers, and the five-legged beams and ladles are driven around. The wind and rain continue. The graceful grass is flowing in the hub, driving my horse. The words of a gentleman are as warm as jade. In his wooden house, my heart is disturbed."
"The four horses are in the hole, and the six bridles are in the hand. The Qiliu is in the middle, and the Li is in the middle. The dragons and shields are combined, and the dragon is the dragon. When you think of a gentleman, you will keep him in the city. How long will it last? Hu Ran I think.
"There are a group of four-legged beasts with spears and spears. There is a garden in the Mongolian attack, and there are tigers and carvings. Two bows are crossed, and the bamboos are closed and silk ribbons are tied. When you talk about a gentleman, you will sleep and be happy. If you hate a good person, you will be ranked in virtue." "
Mrs. Ding acquiesced and was speechless. Cao Cao was her gentleman, and now he was about to step onto the chariot and rush to the battlefield, but...
War, war!
War, war...
Mrs. Ding walked into the back kitchen expressionlessly. At this time, Mr. Bian, who was busy in the back kitchen, saw Mrs. Ding coming and hurriedly stood up to salute.
Bian was the concubine that Cao Cao took in a few years ago. Bian was originally a kabuki actor, so her appearance and figure were naturally superior. Although she also gave birth to a boy for Cao Cao three years ago, her status was low after all. So Mrs. Ding never disdained colors.
Mrs. Ding first looked at the chickens placed aside, which were all neatly sized. Then she looked at the braised lambs on the stove. She spooned out a little soup, tasted the saltiness, and said, "Okay. Serve it quickly." "Then he walked to another pot, opened the lid, picked up the bamboo chopsticks on the side, picked up the green beans that were being stewed in the pot, frowned, and said, "It's overcooked!"
Mr. Bian trembled slightly when he heard this, and said in a low voice: "Madam, yesterday my husband thought the beans were hard, so..."
Mrs. Ding's hand paused for a moment, put down the bamboo chopsticks, glanced at Mr. Bian who was standing with his head lowered and hands down, and said coldly: "Pour it out and make another cauldron."
"……only."
Mrs. Ding didn't know that if she wanted to feed Cao Cao, it would be better to boil the green beans. Because Cao Cao had been so angry these days, his teeth were a bit swollen and painful, and it was difficult to eat hard objects.
Mrs. Bian was thinking about her husband, but Mrs. Ding not only had to think about her husband, but also the guests. Making such a pot of overripe green beans would satisfy Cao Cao's appetite, but today
Not only Cao Cao, but also Xiahou brothers and Cao Zixiao. These people are still in their strong years. How can they like to eat such overripe beans?
Moreover, an invisible indicator to measure whether a person is strong is how much he can eat and what he eats.
Now that he is about to start an uprising, people know that Cao Cao can only eat overcooked bean soup. If someone knows this, they will have some bad ideas...
Therefore, Mrs. Ding directly ordered Mr. Bian to make a new cauldron without explaining it, and there was no need to explain it to Mr. Bian.
Even if Cao Cao came in person, he would still have made the same decision. When it comes to understanding Cao Cao, Mrs. Ding is second to none.
Mrs. Ding walked out of the kitchen and saw the peach tree in the backyard again, and she couldn't help but feel stunned again——
In the spring of that year, when the peach blossoms were in full bloom, Mrs. Ding married Cao Cao.
That year, the spring breeze in Qiao County blew all the peach blossoms.
Pieces of peach blossoms are flying all over the sky, like rouge on a girl's cheeks...
At that time, Cao Cao was young, and Ding was as beautiful as a flower.
Mrs. Ding was Cao Cao's cousin and childhood friend. That year, she really happily married the hero in her mind.
Others said that Cao Cao was young and unrestrained, willful and unruly, and could never become a great person, but she knew that there was a hot heart hidden under this appearance.
She adores him.
That year, under the peach tree, he put the gorgeous peach blossoms on his head, spoke words of love, and also expressed his ambition - "I want to be a county governor, good at politics and religion, and establish a
Reputation makes the world know it clearly."
She believes him.
That year he was promoted to Xiaolian and entered Luoyang, the capital, as a prince. Soon after, he was appointed as the Northern Wei of Luoyang. Everyone was attached to the powerful, but he set up a five-color stick and killed Jian Shuo's uncle Jian Tu. Everyone clapped his hands.
When he was praised, he was demoted to Dunqiu and served as Dunqiu Ling. Later he was dismissed again and returned home in despair.
She comforted him.
That year, he was recruited by the court again. That night he drank and sang songs, saying that he had another chance to serve the court again. This time he wanted to demonstrate the harm caused by the party's imprisonment, protect the country's integrity, and eliminate evildoers. Unfortunately, he repeatedly
I wrote to express my condolences, but no one paid any attention to it.
She encouraged him.
That year, the Yellow Turban Rebellion was rampant, and many soldiers fled. However, he and General Huangfu were not afraid of life and death, and defeated the Yingchuan Yellow Turban. For their merits, he was worshiped as the Prime Minister of Jinan. At that time, he wrote a letter saying that he finally had a county.
It was time to express his ambition, and the joy in his words was vivid on the page. Unfortunately, although he was "prominent in politics and religion, and the whole county was peaceful", he was still not among the powerful, so he had no choice but to return to his hometown again due to illness.
She accompanies him.
That year, Emperor Ling of the Han Dynasty formed a new army and established the Eighth School Lieutenant of Xiyuan. He was called again to serve as the captain of the Dian Army. After much hesitation, he went anyway, not for anything else, just for the word "new"...
But unexpectedly, not long after, he escaped back with a wanted charge, like an abandoned domestic dog.
I thought I could just spend a few days at home and have a peaceful life, but I didn't expect that he kept running around to recruit troops. He said that this time he "wanted to make a marquis a general who conquered the west, and then he inscribed on his tomb a saying, 'The Han Dynasty conquered the west'."
The tomb of General Caohou will be enough to comfort you for a lifetime...
well……
Mrs. Ding looked at the peach tree and sighed.
Now, the spring breeze is coming again, and the peach blossoms will be in full bloom again...
Ah, how long has it been since you watched the peach blossoms with me?
Ah Ma, your heart is filled with the whole world of Han Dynasty, but have you ever left a little bit of space for me...
