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One thousand two hundred seventy-ninth chapter floating life half-day leisure

When Chai Rong died, he left a paralyzed son. The orphan and widowed mother could not survive and asked the orphan to die. However, Zhao Kuangyin and Chenqiao mutiny changed the family and changed the dynasty directly.

At the same time, it also laid countless hidden dangers for the later Song Dynasty. The big reason why the Song Dynasty court valued culture over military affairs was largely due to this political handover.

The Chenqiao mutiny made officials of the Song Dynasty frightened to talk about it, and the people in the royal family were even more secretive about it.

The fact that the general was wearing a yellow robe made everyone feel chill when they remembered it. The Song Dynasty rejected the generals in power, which was a large part of the reason that the generals in the late Song Dynasty could not be established.

Although the military preparations of the Song Dynasty were very strong, the generals who led the troops could not win much voice, which led to the generals fighting more and more battles, but their status was lower and lower.

In the end, all literati had to choose to join the army and fight, which had to be said to be a helpless person.

Similarly, the Ming Dynasty also had such a lesson. After the Tumu Fort Incident, most of the nobles in the Jingnan period of the Ming Dynasty died in battle, and eventually led to civil servants taking power.

Zeng Yunfeng saw these scenes. The decline of military officers and nobles led to the greater the right to speak in the civil servants. Until later, military officers were led by civil servants, and civil servants from various border towns served as general military governors.

The Battle of Sarhu is a lesson, but in this lesson, how many civil servants and eunuchs played a role in the middle, who can tell clearly?

A tall young man in Wu'an City held a folding fan in his hand, and looked around while walking. Today, Wu'an City is full of troops and has a very developed business, but the people are strangely unaffected. Instead, they live and work in peace and contentment, and the streets are bustling.

At this time, the young people were quite mean to look at the many vendors and people next to the streets, and shouting and selling in a constant stream.

"Buns, delicious buns, thin skin and big stuffing, and hot buns, you can taste them."

The young man walked up to the vendor, smiled, patted his left hand with a fan and said, "Store, how do you sell these buns?"

The vendor glanced at the young man dressed in a rich young man and said with a smile: "You are so talented, young master. My buns are one of the best in Wu'an City. It is famous for them. The secret recipe for buns comes from Niangzi Cao. Do you know that it is the number one restaurant in Wu'an City."

"The No. 1 Restaurant in Wu'an City?"

"Yes, Wu'an Town's No. 1 Restaurant, Cao Niangzi was the shopkeeper of Deyunlou, the No. 1 Restaurant in Wu'an City. At that time, I was also doing odd jobs in Deqian Building. Later, Cao Niangzi admired and passed on this craft."

"Now, my Wu'an bun shop is the same, and I can count it in Wu'an City." The vendor who sells buns said proudly.

The young man looked up at the little vendor. There were a few words written on the cloth banner next to him, "The First Pack of Wu'an".

The young man shook his head, took out a few copper coins from his sleeve and handed them over and said, "Come on how many."

The vendor said happily: "Your servant, you still have the eyesight." As he said that, the vendor immediately collected the money, wrapped the buns in paper, and handed them to the young man.

"Maybe you will have to come again after eating it." The young man smiled, shook his head, opened the fan with his right hand, held the bun in his left hand, and left the bun stall while slapping the fan.

Looking at the buns in hand, the young man couldn't help but think of those days in Wu'an Town, when this young man was neither someone else nor Qin Chuan.

Qin Chuan walked to a tea shop, put the buns on the table, lifted his clothes and sat down, and said, "Shopkeeper, give me a pot of Ziyun."

"Okay, let's have a pot of Ziyun!" As he said that, the shopkeeper called out and came to Qin Chuan and said, "Customer, the snacks here are pretty good, do you want some snacks?"

Qin Chuan nodded and said, "Come on some specialties, okay, you can wait a moment." After that, the shopkeeper left, and soon brought some melon seeds and peanut snacks.

Qin Chuan sat there, looking at the tea in front of him, and the misty air slowly rose from the tea. He picked up the teapot and poured himself a cup of tea.

The fragrance of tea was everywhere. Qin Chuan took a deep breath, held the teacup under his nose and sniffed it. He closed his eyes, sighed, and relaxed his whole body, looking quite comfortable.

Then he picked up the teacup and sipped it gently, letting the tea water melt in his mouth. The tea with the heat and tea fragrance churned in his mouth. Then he savored the tea gently, and a bitterness came over. After savoring it, his mouth was full of sweetness. Then he swallowed it, and his whole body seemed so happy.

After drinking the first sip of tea, Qin Chuan placed the teacup on the table, opened the bun wrapped in oil paper just now, took out one of them, and pinched the bun with his left hand and bit it hard.

This mouthful is full of meaty aroma. With the aroma of gravy and meat filling and the aroma of wheat from the buns, Qin Chuan feels different.

The vendor who sells buns said it was pretty good. This was the first time Qin Chuan had eaten such delicious buns. He couldn't help but have a curiosity about Miss Cao. He didn't know who this woman was, who could make such delicious food.

The shopkeeper brought a plate of snacks and placed them on the table. He was not angry when he saw the buns on the table. Instead, he said, "You are a good friend, you are aware of the goods!" As he said, the shopkeeper raised his thumb.

"There are countless buns in Wu'an City. If you come to Wu'an City and don't buy Kui'an's buns, it will be a waste of time."

"His bun is thin and has a big filling. He took a bite and said nothing. He didn't know where Kuisan had a great fortune and could actually meet a good boss like Miss Cao."

As he said that, the shopkeeper stretched his left hand towards the table and said, "Customer, please use it slowly, I won't disturb you."

Qin Chuan nodded and finished the buns on the table bite by bit. These things were a luxury for him. It was a common thing to beg for the meal with Gou Ge Shuye in Shucheng.

It was really a pleasure for him to be able to eat buns now, but suddenly when he thought of this, Qin Chuan's expression became a little sad.

Many people in Wu'an City can eat and even eat this delicious bun, but Qin Chuan knows that there are still many people who are enduring suffering around the capital.

He didn't know why Brother Gou had to wait again and again. The people north of the Yellow River had been waiting for a long time, but they just couldn't wait for the rebels.

He could no longer sit still in the capital. For three years, no one knew better than Qin Chuan what extent the Yuan Dynasty was corrupt.

People are living in poverty, and with war, taxes are heavy every day, and many people cannot escape their families, but many have already had dead bones on the roadside before they came to the south.
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