Luo Jia looked down from the top, but felt the fragrance penetrated into his nose.
However, this fragrance is not pure, on the contrary, it has a faint smell of fishy smell.
Even the fishy smell of sand and soil in the desert.
The children of the Xianbei nobles stationed in the six towns, so their supply has always been very short of them, and they are even the best in the major military regions in the country. These horses, cattle, and sheep are not allowed to be in other military camps.
Imagined.
However, the same meaty taste does not seem so delicious here.
Perhaps because of the several consecutive defeats, the morale of the soldiers was very low.
It was not until His Majesty personally led the army to his death that he felt a little happy.
However, because of worrying about the enemy's attack again - in their description, the enemy used a very novel tactic, sharp hooks that could not be stopped!
Luo Jia had been thinking about the hook, but was hindered by the smell of meat.
The desert is not as good as a flat city after all.
The climate in Pingcheng is quite harsh, but compared to this place, it can be considered a palace.
Suddenly I remembered the imperial kitchen. I was the first time I "cooked dishes". When I saw the flames soaring into the air, I was so scared that I was so despaired that I was ridiculed by Fang Fei for a while.
That little thing actually dared to mock himself for "not knowing about the Jiahe".
Apart from her, who else in this world dares to say that?
Only in front of her can she not be like an emperor, but she is just the most ordinary husband and the most ordinary man, and she experiences the most ordinary happiness of ordinary people.
He couldn't help but smile a little.
What is that little thing doing on such a night?
Are you helping myself read the memorial in the Imperial Study Room?
Suddenly I was so eager to go back.
Return to Pingcheng and join her;
Or go to Luoyang and watch the flowers together.
The moon rises.
High and far.
A faint brilliance appeared in the sky, peeking at the world lightly.
He remembered how bright the moon in Beiwudang was in the beautiful mountains and rivers, and by Yinyue Lake, it was once, not so bleak.