Chapter 501 The north of Yumen is an enemy country
The number is green, and yellow leaves are often seen in the mountains and forests. In the depth of autumn, the leaves have withered.
The convoy meandered along the mountain road. Su Lu was tired from the journey, so he abandoned his horse and continued riding.
"Your Majesty, we are approaching the capital just ahead. Do you have anything to bring to His Majesty?"
Su Ge, who was sitting on the carriage shaft, asked Su Lu, his tone full of joy. Since he came to protect Su Lu on behalf of Changning last year, Su Ge had not returned to the capital for a long time.
"Then stop at the market town ahead and buy some small gifts."
Su Lu gave the order casually.
Li Qinggui is the emperor and is rich all over the world. He has never seen any weird things. It is enough to pick one from the market and do his best.
The motorcade entered the market town and stopped in front of a restaurant. Su Ge stood on the shaft of the car and gave instructions: "Call for good wine and food. I will accompany you to visit the market town. We will start eating when we get back. After we finish eating,
Return to Beijing."
Several guards went in to order the food and drinks to arrange the table. Su Lu got off the carriage and, accompanied by Su Ge, searched for gifts that caught his eye in the market town.
People were coming and going in the market town, and the sounds of hawking and bargaining were endless.
The fried fruits were sizzling in the big pot, white smoke was rising from the steamer that had just been opened, and the aroma of the stew in the big pot filled most of the market town.
"Tanghulu, fresh and delicious candied haws."
“Fried buns, the most authentic fried buns in Shatu Town.”
"Haggis soup, mutton soup, ten characters per bowl, have a bowl."
Amidst the aroma of various food, Su Lu came to a stall selling small handicrafts, looked at a dark wooden sign and asked:
"Boss, how much does this cost?"
"Take the ten eldest sons."
The boss is a middle-aged man with a goatee. He probably hasn't opened the shop yet today. He keeps swallowing in his throat while looking at the mutton soup stall next to him.
Su Lu reached out and touched his waist, and then he realized that he was used to leading troops in wars, so how could he carry money with him on weekdays?
Su Ge next to him took out his money bag, counted out ten copper coins, and handed it to the boss.
"Ten big boys, the boss has collected them."
The boss took the money and didn't care about counting it. He turned around and handed it to the waiter at the mutton soup stall next to him.
"Lao Niu, give your uncle a bowl of mutton soup. It must be full of ingredients. Mom, put less spicy food. I don't have money to buy cakes."
Under the disgusted eyes of the waiter at the mutton soup stall, the boss picked up the black porcelain soup bowl, took a sip along the edge of the bowl, closed his eyes, and had a satisfied expression on his face.
Su Lu took the black card and looked at it carefully. He didn't see anything, but he still felt it was a little strange, so he simply handed it to Su Ge and said:
"Wrap it up and give it to Your Majesty."
Su Ge also bought a small box from a nearby stall, which cost fifteen large boxes, and then he packed the cards carefully and put them away.
Su Lu sat down at the haggis soup stall and said to the boss: "Boss, let's have a bowl of haggis soup and a pancake."
Su Ge looked at the oil stains on the table, the patina on the bench, and the hand holding the handkerchief with disgust, not knowing where to wipe it.
"grown ups?"
Su Lu glanced at Xiaoliu next to him and said with a smile: "We have bought the things. Suge, you can take the people back first. Xiaoliu, you can take Huzi and a few brothers to stay and have a bowl of sheep with me."
Miscellaneous soup.”
"Okay"
Workman came over with a bowl of haggis soup and placed it in front of Su Lu. Then he looked at the several big men sitting around, their faces expressionless.
"Well, objectively, our mutton soup is enough, but it's enough for just one person, but it doesn't matter how many of them there are."
Su Lu glanced at Su Ge. Su Ge took out a small piece of broken silver from the bag, slapped it on the table, and stared at the work fiercely: "If you have any good things, just submit them."
The waiter opened his mouth and said, "Here, our guests don't need so much. A bowl of soup only costs ten kuai."
After all, Su Ge didn't leave. He wiped the stool he was going to sit on again and again. He also wiped the chopsticks brought by the waiter seven or eight times before he dared to use them.
Xiaoliu and the others were casual. They picked up their chopsticks and started eating, cheering as they ate. There is a reason why this mutton soup stall is doing so well.
"I heard that the North Road was defeated, Tianlan City was lost, and General Xie's head was ordered to attack the city."
"The Xie family of Tianlan? Is this General Xie, Xie Wan, the governor of Diaoyin County?"
"It's not that bad. Prince Su put the Diaoyin County Jiedushi Palace in Hanshui City, so she had to move to Tianlan City. Now it's better, the whole Diaoyin is gone."
"I heard that the four royal courts of Thule have rebelled. I don't blame General Xie."
"Who knows, he's dead anyway."
The voices of the diners nearby made Su Lu stunned for a moment, and he paused in the act of drinking the soup.
Tianlan City was destroyed, Xie Wan died in battle, and the Four Kings of Thule rebelled again?
how so!
Su Lu looked at Su Ge next to him, "Have you received any military intelligence reports in the past few days?"
Su Ge shook his head: "Our group always stayed at the post station. I heard from the post manager several times that there was a sergeant who passed on military information. If there was such important information, he should have arrived by now."
Su Lu's face darkened, and just as he was about to speak, the crowd in the market town suddenly became noisy.
A mounted guard led a messenger sergeant who had been rushing for eight hundred miles over and knelt on the ground in front of the mutton soup stall.
"Young man, I've met the prince. This is an urgent matter from the Ministry of War."
Before he finished speaking, two more riders came galloping from outside the market town. The knights on horseback also arrived in front of the mutton soup stall and kneeled on the ground.
"I've met the prince. This is the urgent move for General Zhang Lu to move to Guan Pass eight hundred miles away."
"Young man, I have met the prince. This is Yumen Pass, General Dong Cheng's eight-hundred-mile rush."
Su Lu glanced at the people around him, picked up the mutton soup bowl and took a sip. It tasted good, moderately salty and spicy, and delicious. He couldn't blame the business for being so good.
Putting down the bowl and chopsticks, Su Lu stood up and gave instructions:
"Since they are all eight hundred miles away, there is no need to read them. Come back to Beijing with me."
"Su Ge, abandon the car and change the horse, and rush back to the capital tonight."
At the mutton soup stall, the waiter with the money in his hand reacted and chased him a few steps out of the stall.
"My lord, I haven't asked you for any money yet."
After shouting a few words and seeing that no one was willing to turn around, the clerk rolled his eyes, stuffed the money into his bag, took out dozens of large coins from his bag, and counted them carefully.
"One bowl, two bowls, that's great, twenty big boys are enough."
As soon as he turned around, he saw the shopkeeper's unkind gaze.
"Bring the money paid by the prince."
"Just these twenty big boys."
The guy said with a smile on his face.
The shopkeeper looked annoyed: "I've seen it all. The prince's bodyguard gave me a handful of money, at least several hundred dollars. Do you think I'm blind?"
The waiter blushed and said, "Nonsense, anyone who eats two bowls of mutton soup will get hundreds of riches. Maybe you think the prince is a fool."
The diners around were also talking a lot.
"This mutton soup is so good that even the prince is willing to stay and have a bite. It is indeed famous far and wide."
"From now on, you have to look for the name of this restaurant when drinking soup. The mutton soup that the prince is willing to drink will definitely taste good."
For a time, the place was full of voices of discussion, and the surrounding villagers who had been watching the excitement also came over.
"The mutton soup that the prince has eaten has been eaten by martial artists in heaven and on earth. I also want to take a bite to show my glory."
"I've had some soup today, and I'll join the army tomorrow. Let's also get a chance to shine as a martial arts star, the prince."
