Yun Ye did not get a new official position, but his noble status was confirmed. I don't know what His Majesty Li Er thought about it. The court did not disclose the news of the coming locust plague. The court was blocking the news, which was a common trick used by rulers. After bidding farewell to old Cheng Yunye, his expression suddenly turned ugly. Needless to say, Li Er was doubting the accuracy of the news, and maybe even the purpose of Yun Ye doing this. He looked up at the gray sky and Yun Ye smiled bitterly. Suspicion was the ruler's biggest problem. Virtue, who said this? Yun Ye only hopes that the historical records are wrong, and that the heavy snowfall in recent days can alleviate the disaster. Let the cold come more violently! The locusts will freeze to death in this cold winter. .
I did what I should do, and even what I shouldn't have done, and I had a clear conscience. This was Yun Ye's answer to himself. I even prayed to God for heavy snowfall to kill the locusts. When he thought of this, he felt like he was changing. You have to grow taller. The locusts will attack in May at the latest, which is the time for the summer wheat harvest. People want to harvest, and locusts also want to harvest. It depends on who is faster.
Who cares, I'm not a god, and I don't rely on gratitude to survive. This is a feudal dynasty and the world of the Li family. If I make the whole world grateful, I guess the day will not be far away when everyone's head falls to the ground. The people can only be grateful to one person. It’s Li Er, even Li Chengqian doesn’t dare to make this comment that the world is grateful to him, I’d better forget it. Da Ya and Xiao Ya are still waiting for me to make delicious food for them. When I think of this, my mood suddenly brightens and I drive them away. With the extra servants, only Zhuang Santing and Liu Jinbao rushed to the West Market. There were more condiment pharmacies for cooking than there were vegetable markets.
Cinnamon, tangerine peel, star anise, grass fruit, and Sichuan peppercorns, these five spices have been widely used as herbal medicine in traditional Chinese medicine. I don’t know when soy sauce will appear. Don’t think about the delicious braised pork ribs. Braised pork ribs are okay, sweet and sour. The ribs are fine. Yun Ye sucked his saliva while cursing the Tang Dynasty for its lack of supplies. His grandma's didn't even have rock sugar. Fortunately, there was icing sugar, and it was still quite dark. The purification problem has not been solved. I can get a few hundred if I have time. Let’s try it and see if we can make rock candy, which will bring us a lot of money!
Under the strange gaze of the drugstore shopkeeper, Zhuang Santing swept away the five spices in the drugstore, filled five big bags, and told the clerk to send them back to the Marquis' Mansion. He ignored the doctor's advice in the store about which medicinal materials must be compatible and what the emperor and his ministers should do to help each other. There are definite distinctions, cold, hot and summer are distinct. What do these damn quacks know? If you have the ability, you can lend me your life first. Talking about medicinal materials in front of my Marquis, isn't it like Lu Ban is getting a big ax in front of the door? Whoever said that medicinal materials must be used As for brewing medicine, I will tell you something as profound as Mr. Hou’s use of medicinal materials for cooking?
The morning sun shines warmly on the body, making people relax and feel lazy. The three masters and servants are wandering in the West Market. When they see interesting things, they stop to look at them and buy interesting things. He threw it to Liu Jinbao, and soon the two guys' bodies and hands were full of things. Liu Jinbao had a sesame cake in his mouth and ate it while walking. The big thing about his mouth was that Zhuang Santing tried to stop Liu Jinbao from being indecent. The behavior was blocked by Yun Ye. Zhuang Santing always kept admonishing the Marquis to establish a family tradition. As a Marquis who started with military merit, the Marquis must be militarized, standardized, and etiquette, and all be in line with Zuo Wuwei. Only then Comply with the rules of the gate.
Yun Ye never understood why Li Er counted potatoes and other achievements as military achievements. Did he want me to stay in the military camp all his life? The civil servants were very jealous of these achievements. The Chunfang official kept chattering to the emperor, saying that this great auspiciousness had never been heard of since ancient times.
It was a gift from God and should be sacrificed to express gratitude for Heaven's kindness. By the way, the Marquis of Lantian was brought to Sinong Temple to cultivate auspicious seeds. This was Yun Ye's most hoped-for result, but was rejected by Li Eryi on the grounds that he was underage and unfit for the big task. Zuo Wu
The errand of the guard was also relieved, and Yun Ye was asked to return to his residence. I hope that His Majesty the Emperor can forget about himself and allow me to live a comfortable life.
The crowds in the West Market are bustling. Although they are not waving their sleeves like clouds, they are still crowded. It is strange that wherever Yun Ye goes on the narrow streets, the crowds automatically disperse, let alone touching, even the gazes
No handover. When Yun Ye was secretly proud of his bastard spirit, he suddenly saw the goldfish bag hanging on his waist, and next to it was the milky white jade pendant that his grandma had just hung up in the morning. The combination of them made him look very wealthy. Look again
Looking at the azure brocade robe on my body, the golden crown on my head, and the two arrogant and round-waisted guards behind me, I suddenly understood why others didn't dare to get close to me. I was no longer just a commoner wandering the streets with ten dollars in my pocket.
, but the dignified Marquis. Look at the tourists in the market. They are wearing linen clothes of various colors, and few have brocade upper bodies. Because it is the New Year, those with money or not are pulling several feet of linen to sew new clothes for their wives and children.
. Those from better-off families would carry half a piece of brocade on their shoulders, saying it was for the girl who was about to leave the palace, and show it off to everyone. The brocade from Sichuan was expensive, but the daughter was going to marry a scribe from the Ministry of Industry, and officials were not very respectable.
It's hard to find a way out, so I have to bite the bullet and wait.
Yun Ye knew that he had disgraced himself. A nouveau riche in brocade robes was rampant in the West Market where common people were. Later, he particularly hated this kind of people. Although there was a suspicion of sour grapes, it was true.
He hates the nouveau riche because they base their happiness on the pain of others. The ordinary citizens can only curse a few words in their hearts. Yun Ye does not think that the citizens of Chang'an in the Tang Dynasty will be nobler than the ordinary citizens of later generations.
From the looks of it, my ancestors may have been riddled with scolding long ago.
My face was burning badly and my ears were burning. I turned around and looked at the two gangsters fiercely. I don’t remember that nobles generally don’t set foot in the Western Market. Do you think you two gangsters don’t know that either? Are you waiting to see my joke? You kicked me hard with your feet.
A few kicks between the two of them. The two guys didn't care at all. With the Hou Ye's fancy fists and embroidered legs, they wouldn't hurt themselves. Besides, the Marquis has a spoiled temper and has the habit of taking people out to vent their anger, but it's just a matter of a few kicks. There will always be trouble afterwards.
In return, you didn't see Zhuang Santing being kicked around and you kicked him into the head of the nursing home? Liu Jinbao always came to the Marquis when there was nothing wrong, and he often left refreshed after being kicked.
The three masters and servants fled the West City in embarrassment. As soon as they left the Fang City, Zhuang Santing grabbed Yun Ye and jumped in front of Yun Ye. He smashed the things in his hands before they even hit the ground.
A man, a scholar to be precise, with gray hair, a tall and thin figure, wearing a wide-sleeved robe. Although it was washed white and covered with patches, he was clean. The patches were carefully stitched, and he seemed to be very cherished.
.He had a cloth tied on his head, footwear on his feet, and a pair of shoes scattered aside. His body was stooped and trembling, because Lao Zhuang's punch just now was not light.
"Master Hou, this kid has been following us from the market, and now he jumped out. I was worried that he had evil intentions, so I took action first." Zhuang San stopped reporting to Yun Ye. He patted Lao Zhuang's arm to signal him to relax.
"Why are you following us? You are a scholar, so you should not have any evil intentions. Why?" Yun Ye squatted down and asked:
"Give me ten dollars, and my life will be yours!"
Yun Ye was stunned by this sentence. Ten coins, a life? Who the hell is this? He was about to leave when he saw a pair of blood-red eyes, full of pleading and sorrow, and his slender hands were tightly clenched.
His nails were broken without feeling. Yun Ye suddenly felt that this man was very interesting. He was undoubtedly proud. Although he was lying on the ground, he held his head high and did not wipe the blood from his nose. He was looking at him, waiting for his
Decide.
"You are a proud person, why do you want to abuse yourself?"
"I, Qian Tong, have been living in poverty for half my life. I have studied the Five Classics very well. I have studied hard for twenty years in order to get ahead. I have also traveled for ten years, but I have achieved nothing. I still have to rely on my wife to make a living by weaving. How can I feel so embarrassed now?
She is seriously ill and needs valuable medicinal materials to survive, so I will use my life to repay what I owe her."
Sure enough, the past and present are the same! After working hard for decades and getting sick, he returned to before liberation. Yun Ye did not intend to doubt that although he was deceived countless times in later generations, this time Yun Ye still stubbornly chose to believe that he likes beautiful things and likes
Seeing the true feelings in the world, I don't care about money in the future, let alone a poor person in the future, let alone being rich now. If I don't care about ten thousand dollars, I should do good deeds.
"A man, don't humiliate yourself. A mere ten dollars is nothing. My guard just injured you. As an apology, these two silver cakes will be considered as the cost of soup and medicine, so you can pay for yourself." After saying that, Yun Ye asked Liu Jinbao to take out two coins.
A large silver cake worth ten taels was placed in Qian Tong's hand, he cupped it and turned to leave.
Qian Tong burst into tears. He grabbed two silver cakes and saw Yun Ye leaving. He knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times, put on his shoes, and staggered towards the pharmacy.
I feel good when I have done something good. I had forgotten what I was embarrassed about just now. After getting back the horses, the three of them returned to Yun Mansion talking and laughing.
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