Zhao Bing walked around and was very satisfied with the defense of the palace. Not only was the thick skin, but the firepower points were arranged very reasonably. In addition, there was a self-provided water source and sufficient material storage inside. It was completely fine if you stayed for ten days and half a month. When you climbed the corner tower, it suddenly became clear. The beach, the sea, the coconut forest and the white sails suddenly made people feel relaxed and happy, making him whistle, and his recent boredom was also swept away.
In his previous life, Zhao Bing visited the Tulou when he was traveling in Guizhou. He could only take a quick look at the flowers when he was pushed by an ants. He listened to the tour guide's explanation that many of the Tulou here were built in the Ming and Qing dynasties and were a unique architectural method of Hakka people. Therefore, the impression was that the Tulou was a product of the Ming and Qing dynasties. During the visit, he found that the "palace" not only had a very familiarity with what he saw, but also had a function that was not inferior to what he saw in his previous life.
This made Zhao Bing wonder, wondering if there were "comrades" who brought the Tulou to the Song Dynasty. But after asking, I was immediately disappointed. The entire design of the palace was written by Wang Xu, a master craftsman in the Duzuoyuan. The Tulou was found in the Tang Dynasty, and it did not originate in the Ming and Qing Dynasties. Its form may be imitated in the Wubi in the north. During the Tang Dynasty, wars and chaos were frequent, and the northerners moved south on a large scale. The architectural form of Wubi was also brought to various parts of the south.
As a master, Wang Xu must have participated in the construction of such buildings. Considering that it is a war-torn period and the place is hanging alone on the sea, he puts his defense capabilities in place and built such a large earthen building for the emperor. According to Ying Jieyan, the inns and post stations far away from prefectures and counties now adopt this kind of building form, but the size and form are different, which meets Zhao Bing's requirements that each inn can station troops to guard or accept the requirements of merchants and travelers. This time, he suppressed the Liyun and controlled the post roads.
Zhao Bing was extremely surprised when he heard this. Back then, he just couldn't bear to let these old people wander around the world and put them in the mansion. Unexpectedly, he really found a treasure. Now he just sighed that he knew it a little late, otherwise he would have arranged an official position for Wang Xu in the Ministry of Works. But it's not too late to think about it now. Now Zhou Yi is in charge of the general and the imperial supervisor. Zhou Yi is okay as a manager, but as a technician, he is much worse.
In this way, Wang Xu could be arranged to be the Imperial Supervisor. Zhao Bing felt that without an experienced old craftsman around him, he would definitely add a lot of help to his design. So Zhao Bing issued the first ordination, named him He'anlang, and served as the Imperial Supervisor, and came to accompany him immediately. Ying Jieyan smiled thoughtfully and immediately recorded it, and sent someone to the city to pass the imperial edict.
The horizontal house in the shape of the U-shaped house outside the main building is obviously for the ministers and accompanying staff. It has complete functions and is used immediately for office, discussion, and accommodation, but there is no rear window, making it impossible for people to peek at the main building. When the enemy breaks through the gate and enters the interior, it can also form a line of defense to cover the main building behind it. And here is a dividing line, in the middle of which is the emperor's private area, which is not accessible to idle people.
Even if Zhao Bing passes through a corridor, no one can come in casually after closing the door. The structure of the main building is like a small earth building, three floors high, and a square patio in the middle. As the lighting and ventilation of the main building, it is of course also the owner's "venting air". In order to prevent the trees from blocking the light, only some vines and some bonsai were planted, and a rockery was piled up in a small pond. This made the environment look less monotonous and boring, blocking the view from the opposite side, protecting the owner's **.
Zhao Bing entered the building and saw that the furniture placed inside was actually collected from the Pu family in Quanzhou. Wang De was thinking that it was too eye-catching and felt that it was too eye-catching in the palace in the city, so he sent it here. He was also familiar with His Majesty's living habits and was still arranged according to the layout in the past, which made him feel no inconvenience, and the room was also very cool. The only thing he felt was that his vision was blocked by the surrounding houses, and he could not see the blue sky or the sea.
After washing up, Zhao Bing changed his usual dress and made someone move a short couch under the vines. He put a short table on the small yellow door, arranged fruits and tea. He crossed his legs and layed up and felt his pores scattered comfortably. Thinking about his biggest wish on a ship in his previous life was to own a villa by the sea, and when he looked up, he could see the blue sky and the sea. When he was free, he sniffed with the sea breeze. Of course, it would be better to have a beautiful sister to accompany him.
Although there is no beautiful sister now, there are two beautiful sisters serving them. There are also top chefs, groups of bodyguards, and nannies who are summoned. They can be regarded as getting what they want and their dreams come true. Zhao Bing thought about it and laughed. It seems that this time travel is not without benefits. At least at this moment, he felt extremely comfortable and satisfied, and felt that he had not lived again in vain...
"Official family, official family..."
"What's wrong? Did the Tartars catch up?" Zhao Bing suddenly sat up and said when he heard someone calling him.
"The official family, there are no Tartars, no Tartars!" Wang De quickly supported the little emperor and patted his back and comforted him.
"Oh, it turns out it's a dream again!" Zhao Bing looked around and said with a bitter smile.
"Yes, the official family kept shouting to kill the Tartars in their dreams, which scared us all!" Su Xin leaned over and said.
"I'm sorry, I don't want to!" Zhao Bing looked at the two terrified girls and shook his head. He just fell asleep. Since the bloody night in Quanzhou, the nightmare has been with him for more than a year, and he will be awakened from the nightmare almost every night. After the Battle of Qizhou Ocean, he has not had this dream for a long time, but Meng Haze has returned again today.
"You must be careful in the future. The official family has been frightened and will often be awakened. Don't be careless!" Wang De turned around and reminded them.
"I understand!" the two of them said with politeness.
"Official family, today the boys in the guard camp caught many crabs, all of whom were so big, and they were all alive. The old man of the Zheng family learned that the official family had come, and sent people to send a lot of fish and shrimp. I wonder what the official family wanted to eat?" Wang De saw that the little emperor was in a stable mood and smiled with his hands.
"Of course, you have to steam the crabs. Tell the chefs to steam them whole and make the sauce. Do you need to make the fish? Just braised and don't steam them anymore. It's bland and tasteless. I don't like it, just cook some rice!" Zhao Bing immediately became interested when he heard that there was something delicious. After thinking about it, he ordered.
"Okay, I'll go and give instructions!" Wang De smiled and said with a smile when he saw His descendant.
"Just run and stare at them. After the crabs are steamed, I will be sent over. I am a little hungry!" Zhao Bing was a little impatient and said in fear.
"Yes, I'll go and watch them do it myself!" Wang De agreed and went to the kitchen to urge him.
Not long after, the little yellow gate in the kitchen divided a few crabs into two plates and served them on the table. Zhao Bing first picked some sauce and tasted them. He didn't know what the chef had put on. The taste was strange, so he immediately ordered them to change it and let them re-mix them with only vinegar and ginger and garlic foam.
"Hey, don't throw it away, you'll ruin all the good things!" Zhao Bing instructed Xiaohuangmen's kung fu, but saw that Su Lan had already picked up a crab, took only two large claws and wanted to abandon the rest of the world, and quickly stopped him.
"Official family, how do you use this?" Su Lan stopped and looked at the little emperor in confusion and asked.
"This is the time when the fat seeds are full of fat and the taste is the most beautiful. It's better to eat it like this!" Zhao Bing saw that he was at a loss, and thought of what Su Lan said at the banquet that day. He was born in an official family and later became a slave in Pu Mansion. Of course, he had never seen the ordinary people eating it. He took a crab, first removed the claws and put them aside, then turned over and carefully lifted the crab shell, and drank the juice in the shell.
"It's so fresh, you can try it too!" Zhao Bing licked his lips and said with an unsatisfactory feeling.
"Official family, this..." Su Lan swallowed, feeling very disgusted by the little emperor's way of eating.
"Sister Lan, it's really fresh!" Su Xin didn't care about so much, and drank the juice in the shell like His Majesty.
"Come down, eat crab roe again, this is the best thing to eat!" Zhao Bing picked up a spoon and scooped out the crab roe and nodded. Then he carefully peeled off the remaining crab shells, pulled off the parotid glands, and dipped the crab meat in the sauce to eat it. Finally, he dealt with the claws that were the hardest to peel. When he finished eating, there was only a pile of broken shells left on the table, and no meat was found on it.
"Why do officials always have nightmares?" Su Xin was very unskilled in this new way of eating, and she asked while peeling it.
"Haha, do you know why I hate the Pu family so much?" Su Lan was still very smart. Seeing that His Majesty had already known the procedure after demonstrating, he had peeled out the crab roe and put it on the plate. Zhao Bing picked it up and ate it and asked with a smile.
"I don't know!" Su Xin shook her head and said blankly.
"Quanzhou Blood Night, the Pu thieves not only killed tens of thousands of clan sons in the city, but I almost died at the hands of the pursuers he sent!" Zhao Bing said coldly, "That night I was separated from my mother and brother. The guards, eunuchs and palace maids around me all died untimely. Even the brave men who arrived at the escort later were injured and killed. It was still the Tong of Ni that carried me out of the siege and escaped for two days and two nights before getting rid of the pursuers."
"At that time, I saw the people around me being trampled to death by horses, shot to death by arrows, and chopped to death by swords, but I had no choice but to resist. It can be called a bloody pestle, and corpses are everywhere. The tragic situation is unforgettable to death, and it often appears in my dreams."
"Ah?! The official family has experienced such a tragic incident. No wonder..." Su Lan said in surprise. She had seen the scene of the Pu family being raided and exterminated the clan, and also heard the screams of Shi Si being tortured by the little emperor with her own ears. She always felt that she must be a tyrannical person. Now she suddenly realized it after hearing it.
"But it's good, I'm just reminding me not to forget the hatred of the country and the family's destruction. I always remember to defeat the Tartars and restore my Song Dynasty!" Zhao Bing put a large chalced leather into his mouth, chewed it hard, and made a crisp sound.
"It turns out that the official family is so pitiful!" Su Lan sighed. She had also experienced the tragic incident of her family being destroyed, and that day she often appeared in dreams. When she was awakened by a nightmare, she often couldn't fall asleep anymore, staring at her eyes and waiting for the dawn. How could that torture be unbearable?
"Okay, eat." Zhao Bing felt soft when he saw Qi Ai's appearance, and handed her a crab and said, "People always have to go through some things before they can grow up. I think I have experienced many adventures since then, but I am no longer as frightened as that day. I can always deal with it calmly. I feel that no matter how hard the days are compared to that day, they are all good days!"
"Well, I'm taught!" Su Lan took the crab, and she uncovered the crab shell and drank the juice as his majesty. She suddenly felt that it was indeed much more delicious than those two large claws...
Ying Jieyan also felt that his life in Boao was really good. The ministers left behind in the court abide by the agreement with His Majesty and rarely delivered official documents. His Majesty seemed to have forgotten the state affairs and would sleep until dawn every day before getting up. After dinner, the guards would soak together and have fun in different ways. He saw that it was not too much to see it.
After lunch, Your Majesty often sleeps for a while, and he takes advantage of the strict festival to take a nap. By the time of the past, the sun is no longer as poisonous as it is. The little emperor will play by the beach with the guards, go to the sea to catch fish and crabs, play boats and play in the water until the sun rises. If it rises, set up a bonfire on the beach, grill fish and roast shrimps, and wait until the moon rises to the top of the sky.
Yingjieyan lost the heavy official duties of the past, and did not have to be with His Majesty at all times. He could also read books, taste tea, and take a walk on the beach. But he was not completely relieved. He knew that His Majesty was angry this time, so he couldn't help but worry about being depressed after this "strike", and he was depressed. But he quickly eliminated his doubts. According to Wang De, his Majesty did not rest immediately after returning to the palace, or sorted out documents, or discussed with the craftsmen in the imperial prison. Sometimes he would ask a few guards to talk about things and record them. In short, he usually would rest after the hour.
Although he didn't know what the young emperor was doing, Ying Jieyan believed that he must be planning something. This matter must be very complicated, time-consuming and brain-consuming, otherwise he would not have to give up his government affairs and hide on this island to find purity. This also made him very curious. What was there for the young emperor to pay so much attention to, even without even knowing that the war was about to be taken by the young emperor?
Ten days have passed in a blink of an eye. Ying Jieyan suddenly received several papers sent by His Majesty, asking him to review and modify them. If there is any inappropriateness, he would discuss it if there is any unclearity. He expanded the two words and found out that they were written by His Majesty, but this made him even more curious. He knew what his students looked like. The little emperor was simply cherishing words like gold. He would never write two words that could express the meaning in one word. This time he wrote as many as a hundred pages, and they were all dense small fly-headed calligraphy.
Chapter completed!