The guards wiped the tables and chairs, invited Wang Xian to sit down, and then went to the nearby restaurant to order food, but Wang Xian stopped him and said: "Don't bother, there is still stew in the big pot. It would be a waste if you don't eat."
, one bowl per person is enough.
"Who are you, sir? How can you eat food from a street stall like this?" the guards immediately asked uneasily.
"They are all used to fill the stomach, so why should we pay so much attention to it?" When Wang Xian said this, he felt that he was indeed more civilized. In the past, he would probably have said, "Everything you eat will turn into shit."
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The men couldn't resist him, so they had to call the stall owner back and asked him to make a bowl of braised pork. After tasting it, there was no problem, and then stared at him again to prepare food for Wang Xian. The stall owner was seen skillfully cutting the fire with a tic-tac-toe knife.
, cut the tofu into triangles, chop the small intestines and lungs into small pieces, scoop a ladle of old soup from the pot into the bowl, add some mashed garlic, dogwood oil, fermented bean curd, and chive flowers, and in a blink of an eye, there is a bowl of hot braised pork.
It's done.
As soon as the sea bowl was served on the table, Wang Xian could smell the fragrant aroma. He couldn't help but move his fingers and chopsticks to taste.
There is no peculiar smell. Occasionally eating a piece of white meat will fill your mouth with the aroma of fat. On the bank of the Jinling River, which is filled with the aroma of fat and powder, Wang Xian feels more satisfied than eating any other delicacies while eating the steaming braised pork.
In the blink of an eye, a whole bowl of braised pork was eaten. Wang Xian breathed out a sigh of satisfaction and wiped the sweat from his forehead. Only then did he see Mr. Zhang Er Zhang, who had been standing there with his mouth wide open for a long time.
"I haven't seen you for a long time, second master. Do you want to have a bowl too?" Wang Xian took out a handkerchief to wipe his mouth and said to Zhang Sala with a smile.
"My brother Wang, why don't you eat the flower wine worth twenty taels of silver on the table?" Zhang Wei said completely speechless: "But you asked me to eat this. This is..." He wanted to say that this is for human consumption.
Well, seeing that Wang Xian had already eaten a whole bowl, he had to change his words and said, "Is this what people of our status eat?"
"In the desert, I drank horse urine and ate leather belts. If there had been a bowl of braised pork for me at that time, I would have been able to do anything." Wang Xianyun said with a breezy smile: "As for drinking flower wine like in Taiyuan,
, I yearn for it with my heart, but I can’t get there physically.”
"What are you afraid of? You are a spy chief who specializes in arresting people. Who can catch you?" Zhang Hao said with a smile, then frowned and sat down on the dark stool. He didn't seem to recognize him.
Wang Xiandao also looked at Wang Xiandao: "Don't tell me that your behavior in Shanxi was all fake, then I would be really sad." Even if the entanglement is due to interests, people still hope that the other party can have the same goals as themselves, or be stinky.
Congeniality
"Haha..." Wang Xian smiled and paused for a while before saying: "Actually, I'm just pretending now.
"Then I'll be relieved..." The estrangement that Zhang Sala had just created disappeared immediately. He was really afraid that Wang Xian would nod and admit, then this person would be too unscrupulous. Although he wanted to be on good terms with Wang Xian, but he was a noble man.
His pride did not allow him to be hot-tempered but cold-hearted. The next moment, he said generously: "Okay, today I will risk my life to accompany you." As he said this, he patted the greasy table and his expression suddenly changed.
, I thought to myself, Second Master, that I have made a big sacrifice today, and raised my voice to the stall owner: "Give me a bowl...what is this called?"
"Braised." Wang Xian smiled and said, "You don't have to taste it."
"It's necessary, why should we be buddies?" Zhang Hao said with cracked teeth, "If we can enjoy great blessings together, we can endure great hardships together."
"That's up to me." Wang Xianxin said. No wonder the Ming Dynasty, which is so powerful today, has captured the emperor in just a few decades... After these heroes, they feel like eating braised pork.
It's a big pain. When they lead the troops to fight in the future, it will be strange if they don't get tortured to death first.
Although he took advantage of the prophet's advantage and made a cheat, he brought the future Mongolian grand master from the grassland to the capital to be tonsured, and now he is a young monk in Qingshou Temple. But after close contact with the Mongols, Wang Xian also knew very well
, this does not solve the problem at all. As long as the situation of the Mongols does not improve, as long as the Ming Dynasty continues to decline, there will be no forts first, and there will be forts later. If there are no earthen forts, there will be forts...
In fact, "Tumu Fort" are three words that Wang Xian has been avoiding deep in his heart. With his character, he really does not want to bear such a heavy shackles, but as he spent more and more time in the Ming Dynasty, his position
As he got higher and higher, he inevitably thought of that catastrophe more and more frequently...
An army of 500,000 people was destroyed, the Emperor of Ming Dynasty was captured in disgrace, and all the civil and military personnel accompanying him were in trouble. The capital of the Ming Dynasty was in danger... Although his brother-in-law-to-be was able to turn the tide, the fate of the Ming Dynasty was irreversibly changed. From then on, the Ming Dynasty's destiny was
The invincible army built by two generations of emperors collapsed, and the absolute suppression of the Mongols disappeared. The empire's gates were opened, the border was on fire, the captives marched in, and the people were in ruins.
The deeper tragedy is that since then, the noble generals of the Ming Dynasty have completely lost their right to speak, and the civil servants have completely kidnapped the emperor and ruled the entire country. While bringing a glorious period of civilized governance to the Ming Dynasty, it also allowed the country to focus on civilized affairs.
Going further and further on the road of suppressing military force, the arrogant people of a great country who were galloping wildly and invincibly in the world at the founding of the country finally turned into a group of weak lambs, and finally perished in the hands of their former humble servants, kicking off a two-hundred-year history of national subjugation.
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Wang Xian's greatest pain in his life was the inescapability caused by predicting the future. However, he was not the kind of saint who was willing to devote himself to serving his country, so he could only cover his ears and not think about what the future would bring. Unfortunately, this method seemed
It's getting harder and harder to use, and it's getting easier and easier for him to be aroused by these thoughts that make it difficult to breathe...
It's really weird for me to think of the nation being enslaved from a bowl of braised pork... Wang Xian shook his head vigorously to get rid of these extremely tangled worries.
Wang Xian was extremely entangled there. Zhang Sala was also extremely entangled over a bowl of hot braised chicken. He picked up his chopsticks and picked through the bowl of chicken and dog bits. Finally, he picked up a piece and was about to put it into his mouth.
When he was inside, he found that the soft thing was actually a piece of pig intestines, and he felt sick immediately. He roared in his heart: 'How can a person eat this? Have you washed it, there won't be any poop left, right?
After all, Mr. Zhang still lacked courage. He put down his chopsticks and started talking to Wang Xian: "Your brother is so mean. You've been back for so long and you still don't contact me?"
"What the Second Master said is new. I am now a god of plague. Whoever I hit will be unlucky. How can I dare to bring trouble to others?" Wang Xian came back to his senses and said with a bitter smile: "That is to say, the Second Master is such a god and a ghost, so he doesn't care about me.
Those enemies dare to invite me out to have wine and wine openly."
"Hehe," Zhang Sala was happy to hear this and said with a triumphant smile, "How about a friend in need is a friend indeed?"
"Yes, I felt warm in my heart when I received the second master's message," Wang Xian said seriously: "Why don't you waste a moment and come to the appointment?"
"Hey, when did I, Zhang Er, not ask for the best, but the most expensive treat?" Zhang Hao rolled his eyes at him, picked up a chopstick and said, "It turned out to be good this time. Let's eat this by the river in the wind..."
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"Braised." Wang Xiandao: "It's actually quite delicious. Have another bowl."
"You are really addicted to eating!" Zhang Hui rolled his eyes at him angrily and said, "Don't embarrass me, okay? If you don't go to a brothel, we can go to a restaurant. Second Master, I always have a private room on the first floor.
I'll take you to have something human to eat."
"There is no need to change places," Wang Xian shook his head and said, "We have a long way to go. I can't taste the dragon liver and phoenix marrow now. I just want to find a place to talk to the second master."
"This is a good place to talk." Zhang Sala looked around at the cool breeze and beautiful spring scenery, "Tell me, what's the matter?"
"Haha..." Wang Xian liked this about Zhang Sala. Although he was full of debauchery and dandyism, he was happy and easy-going, so he said, "I have something I want to ask you. I have a schedule these two days."
We are performing, but we have no one to appreciate us... As you know, we are an outsider and don’t know many people, so we can only ask the second master to help us invite people and see if we can find some distinguished guests to come and give us some guidance?"
"You are still in the mood to rehearse a play, haha, it's interesting, what kind of play is it?" A romantic leader like Zhang Sala was full of interest in eating, drinking and having fun.
"Yam Luo Palace." Wang Xian said calmly.
"Is there really a show?" Zhang Sala thought again, feeling that there must be other medicine in Wang Xian's gourd, and asked a little suspiciously: "Do you have an actor in your house? Do you need me to lend you a few famous actors to save you?"
"
"No need." Wang Xian shook his head and said, "This play is all performed by people from my yamen. I guarantee it will be wonderful."
Seeing Wang Xian's denial, Zhang Sala didn't ask further questions. He kept the suspense until the moment when the mystery was revealed. Then he smiled and said, "Okay, I won't ask, but how many people do you want to invite to watch the show?"
"It doesn't have to be too many, it just needs to be someone whom the emperor trusts very much." Wang Xian thought about it and realized that he couldn't count on the few people whom the emperor trusted most, so he could only settle for the next best thing and invite those ministers who were also trusted by the emperor.
Uncle Hou cheered. Of course, the portion is definitely not enough, but if it doesn’t work, we still have to rely on quantity...
"Are you asking them to be witnesses?" Zhang Wei heard something: "It seems that this matter is very important."
"Of course it's very important, otherwise why would I work for the second master so easily?" Wang Xian smiled and said seriously: "But this matter will completely offend Ji Gang. The second master must not force it, just keep it a secret for me."
"You deserve to be beaten for what you said. Am I someone who is afraid of trouble?" Zhang Sala spat, patted his chest and said, "Now that I recognize you as my brother, there is nothing good to do. Come in the wind or the fire, I will fight with you together."
"He is Yu Ting," he said with a smile: "If we can give Ji Gang to Yu Ting, then I will be prosperous in the future. Look at my brother saying that I am not doing business all day long."