Jiang Muhan has never felt such an appetite.
Because of the cold poison that penetrated his bones, he had always had a poor appetite. He couldn't hold on after nightfall, so he only had a small bowl of ginseng soup.
Xuanying brought a small bowl of ginseng soup as usual. After Jiang Muhan drank it, he stroked his stomach and said, "It's not enough."
He paused and said, "Make some chicken soup."
Xuan Ying was stunned for a while, "Yes."
Not long after, the warm chicken soup was served.
According to Jiang Muhan's usual taste, the fat was deliberately skimmed off, leaving only a light mouthful of soup.
Jiang Muhan took a sip and frowned, "Why is it so bland?"
Xuan Ying:? ? ? ? ?.?????.ℂ??
Xuan Ying looked confused, "The governor's diet is light, and he has made it light on purpose."
"Get some, and..." Jiang Muhan seemed to be fighting his own instinct, reluctantly, but still said, "I want meat too."
Xuan Ying was dumbfounded, but still gave the order in a hurry.
After a while, a bowl of hot soup with golden and clear chicken and some boneless chicken was served again.
Jiang Muhan took a slight whiff of the rich aroma and spread his brows comfortably.
Eat all the chicken soup and meat in one go.
Jiang Muhan said, "It's not enough, I need more."
Xuan Ying:? ? ?
Then, Xuan Ying stared dumbfoundedly at the governor, who usually only drank a small bowl of ginseng soup to wake up, and drank three bowls of golden chicken soup in one go!
Autumn has just begun, and the autumn tiger has just passed. Jiang Muhan has already put on a cloak and holds a hot hand stove all day long.
Despite this, the cold air still penetrated from the seams in his bones. He was pale all day long and his hands and feet were cold due to the cold.
After drinking the hearty chicken soup, my body felt a touch of warmth from the inside out.
Very comfortable.
After eating, Jiang Muhan continued to read official documents.
But not long after, Xuan Ying, who was standing by, suddenly heard a very small sound: snap.
It was the sound of the Langhao pen falling to the ground from Jiang Muhan's slender fingers.
Xuan Ying's gaze slowly upwards incredulously.
I saw the governor, who could stay awake for days and nights, with his eyelashes lowered, raising his hand to hold his forehead, and he was actually... asleep? ?
Fell asleep? ?
But yes, the Governor hasn't slept for several days, so there's nothing wrong with him being unable to hold himself back until he falls asleep.
Xuan Ying didn't think much about it. He wanted to go forward and help Jiang Muhan wrap a thin blanket, but he remembered something and shuddered instantly.
Xuan Ying did not dare to approach the sleeping Jiang Muhan, so he could only heat the charcoal pot in the study to make it even hotter.
Jiang Muhan slept until dawn.
When he opened his eyes and saw the bright room, he was still a little confused.
"When is it?" His voice was hoarse after a good night's sleep.
Xuan Ying said respectfully, "Master Governor, it's already time."
What time? ?
It’s time! ! ! !
Jiang Muhan was completely stunned.
"The Governor, um..." Xuan Ying was confused, "Just now Xuanwu came to ask, has the Governor written down the arrangements for dealing with those martial arts people..."
Jiang Muhan's eyes were blank, "It's not okay."
He said in disbelief, "Our family overslept."
So after breakfast, Jiang Muhan got busy again.
Although it was delayed for one night, after eating well and sleeping well, I felt refreshed and in surprisingly good spirits.
After much deliberation, he found only one possibility...
Jiang Muhan quickly finished writing the secret letter and handed it to Xuan Ying. He curved his lips and smiled helplessly.
Due to the approaching Wanshou Festival, Taixue also gave everyone a three-day holiday.
Wanshou Festival is a big day for the whole world. The official document of amnesty and tax reduction has been issued to the people. The whole world is full of joy, and the capital is even more lively like a New Year.
The young master had just announced a holiday that day, and Yan Yue rushed to Xiao Zaizai, "My dear, do you want to go to the lantern market tonight?"
Dayong's tradition is that on Wanshou Festival, every household, from ordinary people's homes to government offices, must carefully make prayer lanterns to celebrate the emperor's birthday.
At night, the lights of thousands of houses were so brilliant that the emperor could see them as long as he stood high in the imperial garden.
When the time comes, all the lanterns will be lit. If the emperor sees which one is the most pleasing to his liking, he will be rewarded with a favor.
Because it is to celebrate the emperor's birthday, the Longevity Festival lanterns will be more ingenious and beautiful, and the bigger the better.
It’s more lively than the Hungry Ghost Festival.
The little Zaizai nodded with bright eyes, even the two little ones tied with red spikes looked cute and eager!
Yan Yue was extremely happy, "You can take your brother's carriage and leave in a moment. Don't worry, I will send someone to tell your grandfather and the governor."
Xiao Zaizai thought for a while, "Okay!"
The little Zaizai is planning to buy a prayer lamp for both his good-looking brother and grandpa, and pray that everyone will be healthy and safe!
Especially my handsome brother who has been ill recently!
Good-looking brother must get well soon!
At this time, Zi Gu, who was tired after a night:? ?
Zi Gu, who had been silent for a short time, once again spurred the other two panting Gu insects into action.
Why sleep? Get up and work!
Jiang Muhan had just learned that Xiao Zaizai and Yan Yue were going to the lantern market. He nodded and said, "Send a few secret guards to protect them."
After working hard all day, he finally had time to stop and take a rest. After thinking about it, he asked Xuan Ying to bring him some more chicken soup.
Jiang Muhan drank chicken soup with great appetite while listening to the report of his subordinates.
