This New Year Festival, except for the ugly dumplings made by Zhao Jia, Li Xin was still very happy in other parts.

After the dumplings were out of the pot, he, Zhao Jia, Ye Mao, and He Song, sat around the small stove, each holding a bowl.

This is very particular.

Zhao Jia is his own family in the Jing'an Marquis' Mansion, so he naturally has to have dinner together. Ye Mao and He Song are both members of the Ye family. Li Xin called them over, meaning that he would not treat the Ye family as outsiders.

At this time, when the He Duwei attacked Mianzhu for the first time, he was injured very much. The injuries on his body were not yet recovered. However, when the Ye family general sat next to Li Xin with a bowl of dumplings, he was still a little excited.

Logically speaking, even if Ye Mao was qualified to have this New Year's Eve dinner with Marquis Jing'an, he, the general of the Ye family, was not qualified. However, the young marquis called him over, which was to give him He Song's face.

For these warriors, nothing is more important than face. He Song can remember this meal for a lifetime.

Li Xin was eating while holding the bowl and exhaling heat, and said, "After this night, it's been three years of Taikang. Everyone eat more dumplings and eat more blessings."

In Li Xin's hometown in his previous life, during the Chinese New Year, dumplings represent blessings.

The young master held a bowl of dumplings and ate them in a few bites. The Ye family's legitimate grandson touched his stomach with his hands and smiled at Li Xin: "Are these dumplings made by uncle himself?"

“Not all.”

Li Xin glanced at Zhao Jia and said lightly: "Some ugly things were made by Brother You'an."

Zhao Jia just lowered his head to eat, pretending not to hear it.

Ye Mao raised a thumbs up and said with a smile: "The military generals in the entire capital are far ahead of the world when it comes to cooking."

"Learn a little."

Li Xin said with a smile: "I relied on this skill to make me a princess and daughter-in-law."

Ye Mao was stunned when he heard this, and then he looked at Li Xin carefully.

"Uncle Master..."

"The late emperor also wanted to give me a princess, but my family didn't agree..."

...

Li Xin choked.

Indeed, with Ye Mao's identity, it is not difficult to marry a princess. Emperor Chengde first tried every means to let the descendants of the Li Ye family marry the princess. Whether it was Ye Lin, Ye Mao or the young marquis Li Chun of the Marquis' Mansion in Pingnan, Emperor Chengde had the intention of letting them be the princess, but in the end they failed.

With the status of Li Ye and his family, the identity of the prince-consort is a burden to the legitimate son.

Li Xin also knew this in his heart, but he didn't react just now.

Even for the current Marquis of Jing'an, the identity of this son-in-law may not be a good thing.

However, Li Xin and Princess Qinghe were barely considered "free love", so he didn't have much resistance in his heart.

Seeing that Li Xin stopped talking, the young master coughed and whispered: "Uncle Master, did I... say the wrong thing?"

Originally, the young master felt uncomfortable with this young man who was a few years younger than him and suddenly became his uncle, but after more than a year of getting along, his word "Uncle Master" became more and more easy to say.

Li Xin had a dark face and served himself a bowl of dumplings, saying in a muffled voice: "It's nothing, you're right."

It's so annoying.

This is the class gap. I worked hard to almost die in the capital. In the end, I was qualified to marry a princess after I got the merit of the Dragon. Ye Mao was so good that the princess was not willing to ask for it if she posted it!

While the four of them were gathering together for dinner, a Yulin Guard suddenly walked in and said something in Li Xin's ear.

Marquis Jing'an's face changed slightly and he spoke, "Where has he been?"

"Just in the front hall, come to the marquis."

Li Xin nodded, put down the bowls and chopsticks in his hand, and stood up and said, "I'll go and greet him."

As he said that, Marquis Jing'an walked towards the door. When he reached the door, he glanced back at the dumplings on the stove and said, "Mo has eaten it, leave a bowl."

After saying that, he got up and left.

Li Xin stood up, and the other three naturally stood up. The three of them looked at each other, with some confusion in their eyes.

At this time, who else in Mianzhu City is worth Li Xin’s personal greeting?

Soon, their doubts became clear.

A young man with a black face was led by Li Xin and walked in with his sleeve.

Zhao Jia stepped forward, bowed to the black-faced young man, and said with a smile: "General Mu Lang is back."

Ye Mao also bowed and bowed: "General Mu Lang."

He Song was not good at speaking, but just bowed his hands and didn't say anything.

The person who came was Mu Ying, the Yulin Guard Youlang General, who had been away from Li Xin for half a year!

He returned the favor to the three of them one by one.

Li Xin pulled him down and asked someone to add a pair of bowls and chopsticks. Then he personally served a bowl of dumplings for him. He smiled and said, "Brother Mu came just right. If he was a quarter of an hour later, he wouldn't be able to eat anything."

Mu Ying took it with both hands and grinned: "Thank you, Marquis."

He is the most familiar with Li Xin. The two of them said they were superiors and subordinates, but they were more like brothers. In fact, they were not that polite.

And he rushed over in the cold all the way, and he was indeed cold and hungry.

Seeing Mu Ying lowering her head to eat dumplings, Li Xin asked with a smile: "Why did Brother Mu come here for the New Year? What is the Hanzhou City now?"

Mu Ying raised her head from the bowl and said in a daze: "Don't worry, my father is watching over there, and the brothers of Yulin Guard are all there, nothing can happen."

He finally swallowed the food in his mouth and said, "I received a message from the Marquis a few days ago, saying that Mianzhu had been knocked down. My dad and I dared not believe it, so my dad asked me to come over and see what was going on."

"I didn't expect that when I came over and saw that Mianzhu was really occupied by us!"

Li Xin smiled and said, "Uncle Mu won't let you come here. It's probably because Uncle Mu wants to come by himself, and you didn't let him come."

Mu Ying smiled awkwardly.

"I haven't seen the Marquis for a long time, and I have some longing for you..."

Marquis Jing'an's face turned serious and said, "What's the specific situation in Hanzhou?"

As soon as Li Xin opened his words, Mu Ying looked up at him, but said nothing.

Zhao Jia, who was standing up tactfully, touched his stomach with his hands, then pulled up the young master Ye Mao and the commander He Song next to him, and said with a smile: "Little master, General He, we have almost eaten. Today, New Year's Eve, some of the brothers in the army may not be able to eat a bite of hot rice. Let's go and have a walk?"

He Song stood up first, bowed deeply to Li Xin, and retreated.

Ye Mao also stood up and bowed to Li Xin and said, "Uncle Master, I'll leave first."

Li Xin waved at them and said, "You both have injuries on their bodies. Take a break early, don't tear the wound."

He Song and Ye Maoqi nodded together and retreated with Zhao Jia.

After everyone was finished, Mu Yingcai put down the bowls and chopsticks in his hand and looked serious.

He looked at Li Xin and said in a deep voice: "Fifty thousand people in Hanzhou, listen to the orders of the Marquis!"

Marquis Jing'an smiled and said, "That Li Xing is really so honest?"

"He is naturally not honest."

Mu Ying smiled on her face: "But now, few generals under my command recognize him as His Highness, and he can no longer control these 50,000 people."

Speaking of this, this big black-faced looked at Li Xin curiously.
Chapter completed!