A special forces soldier traveled through time and space to become a genius of literature and martia

In the early morning of a cold winter day, Yuan Ying and the cook were busy in the kitchen. After several attempts and failures, they finally made the familiar and tempting hot pot base around noon.

The aroma filled the kitchen, almost filling the entire Yuan Mansion. It was a little spicy, a little numb, a little pungent, strong, and fragrant, making people want to drool.

After a long day outside in the winter, eating a hot pot is a great pleasure in life. In the past, Yuan Ying loved to eat hot pot with his comrades in arms.

Yuan Ying brought the cooked hot pot soup base to the table, two copper pots with charcoal fire. One spicy, one non-spicy. He also arranged the ingredients neatly. Old Madam Hua and Hua Qiansong and his wife came out smelling the fragrance. Murong Xuanyi from next door came in at mealtime.

They saw a steaming hot pot on the table, and beside it were various raw vegetables, both meat and vegetables. They were all surprised, because they had never seen it before. Hua Qiansong asked curiously: "Xiaoying, what is this?"

"This is the winter delicacy of my hometown - hot pot! My cook and I tried many times before we succeeded. You all should try it."

As she put various ingredients into the pot, she said, "You can pick whatever you like, put it in the pot and cook it, then eat it with sauce. There is a clear soup pot. If you don't like spicy food, you can eat the clear soup. If you like spicy food, you can eat this spicy pot."

Old Madam Hua and Mr. and Mrs. Hua Qiansong picked up their chopsticks half-believingly and tried to pick up a piece of mutton from the spicy hot pot and put it into their mouths.

Suddenly, their eyes lit up and they let out satisfied sighs.

"This taste is amazing!" Old Madam Hua praised it highly.

The family sat around the table, laughing and talking. The hot steam from the hot pot was rising, and the rich aroma filled the hall along with the rolling hot steam.

"It's so cold today, eating hotpot is perfect." Hua Qiansong said with sweat all over his forehead.

Murong Xuanyi and Su Meiniang can't eat spicy food and can only eat clear soup pot, but it tastes good with sauce.

When everyone was eating enthusiastically, Princess Anyang and Dong Qingqing walked into the hall surrounded by maids. They saw everyone eating happily around the hot pot, and they couldn't help but come forward curiously. "What is this new way of eating?" Princess Anyang asked.

"Hotpot is the warmest food in winter. Would you like to try it, Princess?" Yuan Ying explained with a smile.

Princess Anyang and Dong Qing listened and sat down to join in the hot pot feast. They followed the others' example, put their favorite ingredients into the pot and cooked them, then dipped them in the sauce and tasted them: "Wow, this is so delicious." Dong Qingqing squinted her eyes.

Now she didn't want to pursue Murong Xuanyi anymore, and she didn't need to pretend to be a lady. She came to Yuan's house only to accompany Anyang to see Yuan Ying.

At this time in the East Palace, a secret guard was kneeling on the ground reporting something to Crown Prince Murong Xuanli.

The prince just let out a sinister smile. As expected, his guess was right, and he decided to give Murong Xuanyi a big gift.

At the hot pot banquet, everyone was chatting and laughing, and it was very lively. Little did they know that a storm was about to come.

Not long after, some rumors about Murong Xuanyi spread in the capital.

It is said that the eldest daughter of the Wei family in the Prime Minister's Mansion has been infatuated with His Royal Highness Prince Jing for many years. His Royal Highness Prince Jing is a man who likes men and has a crush on the new Minister of Revenue, while the Minister wants to eat swan meat and likes the princess.

At the beginning, everyone was still spreading the news in this "euphemistic" way.

But don't underestimate the ability of those who fanned the flames, the gossipy nature of the people of Kyoto, and the level of the screenwriters. In just one day, the story had already spread in a not-so-subtle way.

It is said that Murong Xuanyi refused the marriage proposal from the Prime Minister's Mansion because he was a homosexual and had affairs with many men. Moreover, he used his status as a prince to force the new minister to have an affair with him.

The new minister suffered severe injuries, his anus even split, and he had to endure the pain of heavy bloody stools every month...

These rumors soon spread to the palace. Emperor Kang Ren was shocked and immediately summoned Murong Xuanyi.

In the imperial study room.

Murong Xuanyi knelt on the ground to pay his respects. Emperor Kang Ren stared at Murong Xuanyi for a long time. He thought that Murong Xuanyi had returned to the capital from Zhuang County only to ask for his consent to his marriage and to make his own decision.

"Xuan Yi, is this true? You are the prince I am most satisfied with, yet you have done such a heinous thing!" Emperor Kang Ren slammed the table angrily.

"I am innocent! This is pure nonsense! I hope my father can see clearly!" Murong Xuanyi cried out for justice.

Emperor Kang Ren was so angry that he blew his beard and glared, "There is no smoke without fire! Since someone dared to spread it, it means that this matter is not groundless! Explain it to me clearly!"

"Father, this is obviously a rumor spread deliberately by someone with ulterior motives to take revenge on Lord Yuan. Their evil intentions are obvious. I hope Father will understand!"

Emperor Kang Ren pondered for a moment and agreed that Yuan Ying's integrity was indeed likely to attract jealousy from others.

His expression immediately became solemn, and his tone was filled with unquestionable majesty: "From now on, you must keep your distance from Yuan Ying, always be mindful of your words and actions, and do not bring shame to the royal family."

"As for marriage, I will give you six months to decide. I hope you can achieve something within six months. If you still haven't found a good match by then, I will personally arrange a marriage for you to end the matter. Withdraw."

After Murong Xuanyi thanked him, he slowly left the imperial study. He knew in his heart that this incident was undoubtedly a well-planned plan against him. Expecting that this was done by his "good brother", he sneered: "What a good trick.

In Yuan's house, Hua Qiansong and his wife were also extremely anxious. Yuan Ying was calm, she just felt that this matter was strange. She usually washed her own clothes during her period, it seemed that she was careless. There must be a traitor in Yuan's house.

Yuan Ying asked Xie An to gather all the servants in the hall. She scanned each of them for a long time and said coldly, "Before you entered my Yuan Mansion, I told you that if anyone betrays me in my house, they will be severely punished."

"Now, there are people who are betraying me and colluding with outsiders to spread rumors and make trouble in an attempt to slander my innocence. Whoever did it had better come forward now, otherwise once I find out, I will definitely not let him off easily!" Yuan Ying's words revealed unquestionable majesty, and her gaze was like a sharp sword that pierced people's hearts.

Everyone lowered their heads and kept silent after hearing this. The atmosphere was extremely solemn. Yuan Ying's eyes were as sharp as a hawk, and he instantly locked onto a maid, Hong Xiu. She was trembling slightly, and her expression could not hide her guilty conscience.

Yuan Ying looked directly at Hong Xiu and said coldly, "Hong Xiu, do you have anything else to quibble about?"

Hong Xiu's face turned pale instantly, "My lord, it's not me, it's really not me!"

She was just jealous that Wanqiu could serve him closely. She thought she was very pretty and thought she could at least get a job as a bed warmer. If she worked hard, she might even be able to become his concubine. However, the reality was like a cold shower. She never even had a chance to serve him closely, which made her jealous and unwilling.

So when her former lover who worked in the palace came to her to inquire about Master Yuan, she began to pay attention and report everything in detail. She had never thought that he was so smart and discovered her so quickly.

"Huh, do you think I called you here without any evidence? The man you went to see every time has been caught by me, and he said it was you who said it." Yuan Ying continued using psychological tactics.

She bit her lip, hesitated for a long time but still didn't speak. Yuan Ying stared at her with his eyes like swords and didn't say anything.

Finally, Hongxiu knelt down and said, "Sir, it was me...I was bewitched for a moment. Please forgive me, sir."

Yuan Ying sneered, but there was no mercy in his tone: "I will naturally forgive you, but... Xie An, sell her to the pawnbroker." He was going to sell her anyway, so why should he be polite to her.

After dealing with this matter, Yuan Ying turned around, glanced at the other servants with a stern look, and said in a deep voice: "From now on, if such an incident happens again, the consequence will not be as simple as being sold to a pawnshop! Go away, and remember what we said today." Upon hearing this, the servants were all startled and agreed one after another.

At this time, Murong Xuanyi came out of the palace and went straight to the study in Yuan Mansion. His face was so gloomy that water could drip out of it.

He looked at Yuan Ying and said, "I'm sorry, Xiaoying, I got you into trouble."

"There's nothing to be sorry about. Someone did it on purpose."

Murong Xuanyi looked at Yuan Ying and said, "Little Eagle. When Song Yanshu comes back, I will use the power of sweet potatoes to ask my father to grant us a marriage."

Arranged marriage? Yuan Ying was stunned.

Seeing her dazed look, Murong Xuanyi's eyes could not help but darken. He asked with a questioning tone: "Could it be that you don't want to marry me? Do you want to be the irresponsible person?"

Yuan Ying quickly came back to his senses, noticing the other party's unhappy expression, and quickly forced a smile and explained, "That's not what I meant. I just think it's a bit too fast."

"Hurry? How old are you this year?" Murong Xuanyi's eyes were deep.

"I'm 23. That's not big in China."

This is not your China. In Daxia, it is very rare for a girl to be unmarried after the age of eighteen.

"But how can I get married now that I'm a man?" Yuan Ying's heart tightened. This was undoubtedly a crime of deceiving the emperor, and the consequences would be disastrous.

"Don't worry, when Song Yanshu comes back, I will use this opportunity to confess to my father. Don't expose yourself before that." Murong Xuanyi said in a slower tone.

Yuan Ying nodded. She also knew that if she revealed her female identity now, people would probably make a big fuss about it.