Daming Yinghua

Chapter 423 Vinegar

While Zhu Tinghua was speaking, Zheng Haizhu had already glanced at Mangui calmly a few times.

As expected, the face with the beard has "I'm unhappy" written all over it.

The straight men present could not tell that she, Zheng Haizhu, had the sensitivity of a woman and could not make a mistake.

It was as if Ma Xianglin was staring at Zhu Youjian at the horse training ground. That look in his eyes scared a random handsome guy to death.

In fact, just now on the sidelines of the school field, when the sergeants took off their hats while taking a break, Zheng Haizhu immediately asked Zhang Mingshi, who was in charge of recruiting soldiers on behalf of the country, which county the members of the unlucky Yuanyang Formation, which Man Gui was looking for trouble, were from, and what their backgrounds were.

Zhang Mingshi came closer and took advantage of Zheng Haizhu to lead Zhu Youjian to greet Man Gui. He told her that the baby was of the same clan, and that the leader was a Zhenguo lieutenant who was a generation higher than the king. Because Lu Xiangsheng discovered that this man knew arithmetic, Therefore, although his left leg was lame, he was still sent to Daning to join the artillery team.

The commander of the artillery team is none other than He Zhuo.

At this moment, Zheng Haizhu took a click and opened his mind a little bit, and he had a more or less idea.

"Captain Zhu, I saw you walking in. What's wrong? Do you have a leg disease?" Zheng Haizhu asked.

"Being lame in prison." Zhu Tinghua raised his head and said.

Zheng Haizhu was a minister, not a king. Zhu Tinghua dared to look directly at him and reply.

He quickly added: "It's okay to march, and it's even more okay to study the gun control board and study the firearms procedures."

Zhu Tinghua did not go into trouble, but emphasized that he could still join the army and guard the border, and earn a living based on his ability. His indifferent eyes contained a clear sense of dignity.

The upper beam is straight, and the lower beam is most likely not crooked. No wonder Zhu Tinghua's sons and nephews who join the infantry are willing to endure hardships.

Lu Xiangsheng and Zhang Mingshi were both talented and knowledgeable, and the other was a veteran of the world. As expected, they were very good at recruiting people when they were paired together.

Zheng Haizhu was intending to say a few nice words to Zhu Tinghua in front of Zhu Youjian, and also to put gold on Zhang Mingshi's face, but he didn't want Man Gui to speak again.

"Ah, this, His Highness King Qixin, I really admire Zhu Dui Zheng. When I was guarding the border in Xuanda, I heard that during the reign of Lord Jiajing, there was also a lieutenant of the auxiliary country in Daifan, and his family was old. After receiving Zong Lu, Xiao Mo was furious and hooked up with a young prince from a Mongolian tribe, promising to open the gates of Datong City and let the Mongols come in to plunder. Oh my, after all this comparison, Captain Zhu still has some backbone..."

Zheng Haizhu's nerves were highly concentrated. As soon as he heard the first few sentences, his heart suddenly became angry.

Mangui, are you pretending to be confused?

In front of the emperor's son, he was accused of being a traitor to the county clan and putting the Ming Dynasty's border defense in danger?

Fortunately, Zhu Youjian, who is sitting here, is a young prince who has not even grown a beard and is out in society for the first time. He probably has not thought about that part. If this is already the suspicious emperor Chongzhen who cannot be remembered in historical records, I Zhang Mingshi and Lu Xiangsheng, who recruited the vassal clan, are afraid that they will be killed by you.

"General Man," Zheng Haizhu interrupted, "Why haven't you seen He Zhuo?"

Mangui pouted: "She... has been drying sorghum and sweet potatoes five miles away with the female soldiers and some female herdsmen these past few days. At the end of the day, the general will send someone to call her right away so that she can catch up with the roast lamb feast in the evening. "

Zheng Haizhu nodded and asked Zhu Youjian probingly: "After Your Highness rewarded them with the money, why don't you wash off the dust first and rest for two hours? I'll go and see General Man's horses."

Zhu Youjian rushed on the road early in the morning. After being excited for a long time, he was really tired. He readily agreed to Master Zheng's suggestion and ordered several imperial guards to distribute money to the captains. He also asked Wang Chengen to give Mangui the emperor's gift and Zheng Haizhu belt. The sword that came was returned.

……

After leaving the yurt, Zheng Haizhu finally saw Zhang Fengyi and Zhang Mingshi going to settle down in their respective tents. Several teams were also getting on their horses and running to different training camps. Zheng Haizhu's face finally sank.

Man Gui, who accompanied her to the stables, calmed Shao Qing and said carefully: "Madam, did I say something wrong in front of King Xin?"

Zheng Haizhu glanced at him sideways: "Don't you think it? It smells so strong of vinegar, even your brain is flooded with vinegar, right?"

"What are you talking about, madam?"

"Don't fool me." Zheng Haizhu looked behind him and made sure that his bodyguards and Man Gui's soldiers were following him from a distance before stopping.

"Mangui, let me ask you, are you jealous of Zhu Tinghua?"

Mangui's eyes widened and her nostrils flared, not knowing what to say.

"Did I guess it right? Then let me continue guessing. Originally, He Zhuo and you were almost ready for success this year, but then this Zhu Tinghua came to the artillery battalion. I guess they just got along relatively well, and they haven't really gotten along yet. Otherwise, you wouldn't be able to just say something weird."

Man Gui gave a dull "hmm".

Zheng Haizhu frowned even more: "Uh-huh! I don't care how much real or fake jealousy you like to fill yourself with, but how could you just say that there were spies on behalf of the fan? You didn't see Zhang Shenjiang's expression change. Your brain is gone, but his is still there."

Man Gui's face froze, he blinked his eyes with grooves at the corners a few times, and he immediately reacted.

"I, Mangui deserve to die, deserve to die. What, madam, His Highness, Prince Xin, is a child, so he shouldn't take it seriously, right? Well, actually, these recruits sent by Lao Zhang are indeed pretty good."

"Then you are taking it out on the clan members of Zhu Tinghua's lineage? They are walking in the mandarin duck formation, how good they are! Man Gui, I really didn't expect that you are already thirty years old and you still have the temper of a child."

Mangui was unconvinced: "I know, and I didn't really whip them. Isn't that what I am, that's not what I am, cough! Mrs. Zheng, you have helped us, and I won't go around in circles with you. I'm my wife After I and my baby died of starvation, I still thought about them and didn't think about continuing our relationship. Now, I do have thoughts of getting married to Miss He Zhuo, but I am a rough man, not a fool. Seeing that He Zhuo and the members of the Zhu family are more like mandarin ducks, how can I still happily enter the bridal chamber with He Zhuo? "

Zheng Haizhu started walking towards the stable again and asked: "Why is this more like the mandarin duck method?"

Man Gui said bluntly: "Both of them are literate. He Zhuo was taught by your female student from Songjiang for a while, and he also knows a lot about the range and shooting angle of firearms. But Zhu Tinghua has learned a lot." , How can the big and small artillery fire accurately? It seems clear at a glance. Anyway, I went to inspect the artillery camp several times, and they both talked about it enthusiastically. "

Zheng Haizhu pursed his lips: "That's it?"

"Also," Mangui said, "both of them are very particular people, even eating a sweet potato dumpling is very particular. After the man named Zhu came, he ground the sweet potatoes into powder and then boiled them. I don't know how to do it with all their skill and skill. Make out dough-like things, dry them in the sun, and cut them into shreds. Do you think they are full?”

Hearing this, Zheng Haizhu found it even more interesting.

Isn't this sweet potato vermicelli? In Songjiang Prefecture, where sweet potatoes are grown everywhere, the ingenious cooks have indeed developed sweet potato peripheral products. They are delicious fried with pickles and mixed with soy sauce and sesame oil.

After all, Zhu Tinghua was born into a noble family. He had probably been accustomed to eating well since he was a child. Even in the difficult military camp outside the Great Wall, he was not willing to eat steamed buns even if the sweet potatoes were just enough to fill his stomach.

Seeing that his wife was not as angry as before, Man Gui breathed a sigh of relief. He started chatting and continued chattering: "It's not over yet. When he wasn't practicing, Zhu Tinghua was jealous of He Zhuo. What a damn coincidence. It’s not surprising that Shanxi people know vinegar, but I didn’t expect that the Tatar girl He Zhuo also knew vinegar. She said that she was from Ye Hebu’s hometown and could grow sorghum and make vinegar. Then, the two of them used the sorghum saved last year. Rice, made with vinegar, I was told to give it a good scolding. I don’t know if I’m full or not. Then He Zhuo got angry.”

Zheng Haizhu looked at Man Gui: "How much grain did they use?"

"One bushel of sorghum, one liter of millet and beans, and two liters of wheat bran," Mangui told the truth, but he was afraid that Zheng Haizhu would think that he was making too much of a fuss when he heard that he had only used such a small amount of grain, so he hurriedly said, "The main thing is It’s a bad start. We are in Guansai Military Camp, not a place for young ladies to be fickle.”

Unexpectedly, Zheng Haizhu seemed to have a new interest and asked: "When did it happen? How much jealousy was caused?"

"When the sorghum is harvested in the autumn. Are you jealous? There must be a small ten kilograms."

"Haha, Mangui, your answers are fluent, which shows how clearly you remember them."

"No, I'm holding the jealous jar in the barracks. It's irrefutable proof of the fine."

"You didn't drink it?" Zheng Haizhu laughed, "Actually, Mangui, sweet potato vermicelli mixed with vinegar is really delicious."

"I don't want to drink that vinegar." Man Gui said coldly.

"Okay, take me to see the jealousy first, and then come back to see the horse." Zheng Haizhu suddenly changed his serious tone and said.

With an almost 50% jealousy rate, Zhu Tinghua is awesome.

It's a pity to put it on the combat line.

(End of this chapter)