Under the Empress Dowager, all members will be King

Chapter 64 The Rose Girl
"You are not my third sister, who are you?"

"I'm the rose girl."

"You are Rose, why are you so afraid of the cold?"

"You must not tell others. The master said that if I go through the gang, she will break me into pieces."

Gu Yingxia had a bad idea, "Do you want to let me keep the secret for you?"

"think."

"Then you must listen to me from now on."

Gu Yingxia brought rouge and gouache, put makeup on Miss Rose, and deliberately put her in a bun.

"You teased me when I was young, now let me tease you."

Gu Yingxia put on exaggerated makeup for Miss Rose, wearing a red padded jacket with a green padded skirt underneath.

The rose girl has a vase on her head, and Gu Yingxia draws on her.

Chuchu let out a snort, laughing until her stomach cramped.

Tiantao tried her best to restrain herself, this scene was funny and hilarious, the move of the concubine Xian somewhat brought personal grievances from her childhood.

The grass and trees in the backyard withered one after another, and the vegetables were frozen to death in the wind and frost, but the Polygonum multiflorum was thriving.

The life of the queen is peaceful and peaceful, while Dongzhou is full of bloody storms.

The queen mother refused to return the Buddha bones, and the Dongzhou people were unwilling to let him go easily.

Dongzhou belongs to the three land boundaries, and each mountain has a different owner. One toll is given for passing a mountain, and another toll is given for turning a corner. Gradually, the toll is not enough.

The national teacher suggested: "Your Majesty, we must reduce the number of people in the team."

Fugui said: "It is indeed necessary to reduce the number of people, otherwise the money will be spent before we meet the owner of Dongzhou Island."

"I will take the first step, and the others will wait in place."

The national teacher was afraid that the emperor would not take him to play, so he quickly jumped out to show his role, "I don't know how to play tricks, and I will accompany the emperor to lead the battle."

Wealth also wants to follow, "My servant is good at archery, and I am willing to take the lead in protecting the Lord Long Live."

"Okay, you go too."

Gu Yinwei said: "Your Majesty, can you leave one person with me?"

"Okay, you can choose."

The national teacher was worried that Gu Yinwei would pick him, so he stomped his feet nervously, "Don't choose me, don't choose me."

Gu Yinwei pointed to Fugui, "I choose Fugui."

Fugui was handpicked by Gu Yinwei and stayed.

Before the emperor set off, Gu Yinwei cut off a section of hair and put it in his purse, and told the emperor to wear it close to his body.

The emperor set out from the woods with 100 people, and Gu Yinwei watched them leave.

Fugui's face was very ugly, and all the people who stayed where he was were old, weak, sick and disabled, and he was the only one who was strong and powerful.

Sorrow, sorrow, the sword is dusty, the hero is useless.

Gu Yinwei took out the handkerchief, and used the half-burned dry firewood to draw pictures on the handkerchief, and then took the rich and a group of old, weak, sick and disabled, and began to attack the bandits on various hills.

"As bold as a person is, there are as many officials as there are officials. Let's start the counterattack from the first hill."

Fu Gui felt that Gu Yinwei was dreaming, until Gu Yinwei took out a rune and pasted it on his bow and arrow, and the arrows he shot seemed to have eyes, and they were all right.

Fugui closed his eyes and shot the bandit with a random arrow.

The owner of the first mountain is called the One-Eyed King. One-eyed King had a capable person in his ancestors. He knew how to distinguish herbs. Gu Yinwei also found a bag of herbal seeds from his cave.

In order to survive, the one-eyed king performed extraordinarily hard, asking and answering, and also explained.

"Don't grab the second peak, and don't grab the third peak. If you want to grab it, grab Jiufeng. The mountain owner of Jiufeng Mountain has an affair with the island owner, and the island owner's treasures are all given to her."

Gu Yinwei pretended to be curious, "Good thing, what good thing?"

"It can't be said, Dongzhou's treasures can't be told to outsiders."

"What good things can come out of such a tiny place."

"Master, don't ask him, he won't know if you ask." Fugui resorted to a violent move.

"Who said I don't know, I know the most. The owner of Jiufeng Mountain has a long-eared mink in his hand. The little mink moves like lightning and is very poisonous."

Fu Gui strikes while the iron is hot, and continues to ask: "Have you ever seen a little mink bite someone?"

"Of course I've seen it. The cook in my cave got a bite on the neck. He was injured during the day and turned into a bone at night."

Fugui teased, "I said, why are you so skinny like a skeleton? It turns out that there is no cook to cook for you."

"Master, you captured us, are you in charge of our food?"

"Food is enough!" Gu Yinwei assured.

"Can you let everyone have a full meal first?"

"Okay, you come to live, and wealth is in charge."

"What about you, master?"

"I watch over you, praise you, and give you recipes."

Well, the master moves his mouth but doesn't move his hands, and it's myself who cooks the fire in the end.

There are a total of 12 people under the One-Eyed King, three of them are physically disabled, and the remaining few are still young and not as rich as they are tall. The One-Eyed King lost one eye in order to become the mountain owner of the first peak.

He set up a pile of firewood, and several brothers gathered dry firewood from the nearby forests. Some common vegetables, cabbage, radish, and taro were planted outside the cave.

"Do you have rice?"

The One-Eyed King shook his head.

"What do you usually eat as a staple food?"

"sweet potato."

"Do you want to eat meat?"

"Eat meat and eat a lot, fish and shrimp in the water."

A large pot was set up on the fire, and a spoonful of lard was put into the pot after it was heated up. The glistening lard was close to the hot pot, emitting a sizzling heat.

"Quickly put on the seasoning."

"We have no seasoning, only salt."

A pot of simple meals, a wooden table with one corner missing, a group of people who have been devastated by fate, and bandits sat around and shared the food on the table.

The owner of Dongzhou Island is really a waste, a good piece of fertile land, the management is riddled with holes, the people can't eat enough, they have no choice but to become bandits.

Gu Yinwei has a bad impression of Dongzhou. She has an idea of ​​changing Dongzhou. She stands on the top of the mountain and looks into the distance. The terrain stretches to the southwest, and the mountains are next to each other. There are many people who are not favored by fate in the mountains. .

The One-Eyed King was full, and pointed to a cloud-like mountain in the southwest, "The owner of the island lives in a tall building, and I am covered in rust."

"Have you thought about leaving here?"

"Leaving, without a craft to earn a living, where can I go if I leave my old place?"

"You have to try, how do you know if you don't try?"

"Trying requires a price. I can't afford the price. I'm afraid that if I look back, I'll lose even this mountain."

The One-Eyed King's voice was desolate. He went back to the cave and took out a bunch of chili peppers for Gu Yinwei, "You are a good man, teach me how to cook, and I will send you chili peppers."

Look at what good treasure I found for her, it turned out to be pepper.

The source of spicy taste in Xuanhua country mainly comes from eating dogwood and pepper, which is brought back to improve and will be promoted nationwide.

"Don't underestimate this string of peppers. It tastes good. When I can't eat, I can eat two bowls of rice with it."

"I know you are an aristocrat. I hope you can leave Dongzhou with the pepper. I like pepper very much. It is bright red and prettier than roses. I hope it can be planted on every mountain."

"Then you plant it."

"I plant it every year, and the people on other mountains who just planted it can't help but pull it out for me."

"You hit them."

"I can't fight, I'm weak, they don't stop talking about me, and they trample on my crops."

(End of this chapter)