Ge Qiuyan left, feeling less interested in leaving.
Yun Zheng covered his burning face, hoping not to leave any marks. He would meet Dong Xiang tomorrow. If a young hero saw a slap mark on his face, he might be looked down upon.
As soon as Ge Qiuyan left, Han Lin appeared behind Yun Zheng like a ghost and asked softly: "You were rejected?"
Yun Zheng spat out bloody spit and said, "I'm not interested in such a woman yet. Old Taoist, are you sure your injury is healed now? Can your bones heal in more than a month?"
Han Lin smiled and said: "It's okay. I have been injured countless times in my life. I only need a good body to support me. Otherwise, I would have died countless times. Now tell me your plan?"
Yun Zheng took out his own water bottle and put it on his face and whispered: "Jiao Siluo, Li Yuanhao, Zhong'e, Liao Kingdom, and even the Huihe people have occupied this land for too long, and they are gone for so long. Changes, I want to watch the excitement, but there is no excitement during the calm period, so I have to stir up some disputes myself, and then jump out to watch the excitement to satisfy my bad taste."
Han Lin nodded and said: "It seems that you plan to become invisible this time, but I don't know who will be your scapegoat this time? I always feel that it is Gao Tansheng's turn this time!"
"That's a story for later. Let's talk about it after we escape from Xixia. But this time in Qingtang, we have to change more horses no matter what. Even if we suffer a little loss, it doesn't matter."
"Why? When did you start doing loss-making business?"
"You don't understand. With horses, we can at least run faster..."
The sunrise on the grassland is as spectacular as on the sea. The sun seems to jump up from the top of the mountain all of a sudden. One moment, he seems to be still under the mountain, and the next moment, his brilliance has spread all over the grassland.
At this time, the grassland was golden, and both the withered grass and people's cheeks had a golden color. A group of cavalry seemed to have jumped out of the sun. They were not walking fast. They seemed to always maintain a charging formation. .
Sixteen-year-old Dong Zhen was already the governor of Huizhou. In the Song Dynasty, the reason why he had such a strange official position was because his father, Jiao Siluo, called the officials of the Song Dynasty uncle when registering for them!
This title is a continuation of the Tibetan title for the emperor of the Tang Dynasty. Since all officials are uncles, the side seals of official positions can only be based on the practice of the Tang Dynasty, so there is such a strange thing as the governor. official position.
Yun Zheng did not use the etiquette of a merchant when he was presented with the gift, but used the etiquette of the officialdom. He met the governor of Huizhou with fists in his hands and claimed that he was a humble official. This made Dong Zheng very strange. When he saw Yun Zheng's seal, he moved up and down. He kept looking at this Song Dynasty official who was about the same age as himself. He had never seen an official from the Song Dynasty before.
"My name is Qing Yi Jie Guizhang! I am also an official, and I am the training envoy of the Huizhou regiment. I am an official of the Song Dynasty. Which one of us has a higher official position?" Dong Xiang did not speak, and a young man as thick as a mountain opened his mouth. asked Yun Zheng with a big smile.
This guy was obviously a familiar guy. He jumped off his horse and circled around Yun Zheng. He even put his nose behind Yun Zheng's neck and sniffed hard. He said to Dong Xiang in surprise: "A Xiang, this guy actually killed someone before." He has killed more than one person."
Dong Xiang jumped off his horse and asked Yun Zheng: "Did you kill the enemy on the battlefield, or did you kill the slave at home?"
Yun Zheng cupped his hands and said: "My slaves have always been loyal and respectful. Naturally, I will not kill them, so I can only kill enemies. Before I came to Hehuang, I was worried that my ability and force were not enough to bear such a heavy responsibility."
, I went to kill the most ferocious bandits and practice my skills with them, so that I can go to the grassland and see the heroes of all walks of life!"
Yun Zheng could only say one thing to the two barbarians who were obviously educated in Chinese. If he showed weakness at this time, he would soon be looked down upon by these two guys who worshiped force very much.
Liang Ji walked over with a determined step, drew out his horizontal sword and stood it between his eyes and said loudly: "Come to the general, the queue has been sorted, please review it."
Dong Zhan and Qing Yi were immediately stunned when they entered the ghost chapter. Not to mention they were stunned, even the officials of the Song Dynasty would be stunned when they saw it. In order to gain a head start, Yun Zheng ignored it and brought the etiquette of future generations to the present.
Yes, if the officials of the Song Dynasty knew the true meaning of this set of etiquette, the first thing they would do is to cut Yunzheng into thousands of pieces.
Yun Zheng took out two pieces of pure white silk from his arms, hung them respectfully around the necks of Dong Zhan and Qing Yi, and invited the two proud locals with their hands solemnly: "This is the etiquette in the army, you two
You are Yunzheng's most distinguished guest, so I should ask you to review Xiangjun."
The two young heroes, who were not afraid in battle, could not tell whether they should step with their left foot or the right foot first. Yun Zheng was leading the way. This was more natural, but when five hundred people looked at each other with bright eyes,
As they saluted as they moved, sweat actually flowed from their faces in the cold weather. The cavalry they brought with them were also dumbfounded as their leader stood like a wooden man beside a large row of formations.
Walked by.
The review ceremony was made very lengthy by Yun Zheng, and the time for a stick of incense was over. When all the troops dispersed, Yun Zheng could hear the heavy breathing in the noses of these two guys.
If we take the initiative at this time, we will definitely be counterattacked by these two arrogant guys, so what we can do now is to bribe them.
Monkey and Han Niu came over carrying a long, low table, and placed three brocade cushions next to the table. They were very gorgeous. They were thrown randomly on the grass, and they moved them as quickly as possible.
The various delicacies were laid out. It was actually very simple, just a few kinds of porridge, a few kinds of pancakes, a few pickles, salted eggs, some fried dough sticks and fried dough cakes.
The food is not good, but the variety is extremely wide, and the utensils for serving food are also very gorgeous. This is an illusion, a very grand illusion for the guests. When treating guests, you serve a plate of pickled cabbage and eight plates.
Pickled cabbage definitely gives guests a different feeling.
Monkey was an absolutely competent waiter, with a white silk handkerchief on his arm. He asked Dong Xiang in a low voice what he liked after sitting down with difficulty. Seeing that Dong Xiang was at a loss, he suddenly understood and gave Dong Xiang everything.
Zhan and Qingyi explained what steamed buns are, what fried dough cakes are, what deep-fried dough sticks are, why salted egg yolks are the most delicious, how crispy radish strips are when eaten with millet porridge, how green japonica rice nourishes vitality, etc.
Dong Xiang was salivating as he faced the bowl of green Japonica rice porridge in front of him, but the habit he had developed over the years still made him involuntarily look back at his subordinates and the admiring herdsmen who gathered around him. He saw that there were already some people among his subordinates.
I went to entertain, and then I sat down with peace of mind and prepared to enjoy my food.
Qing Yijie Guizhang had already eaten to his heart's content. Salted eggs and fried cakes were his favorites. In a short time, he had already eaten six fried cakes, three fried dough sticks and four salted eggs.
"Brother Guizhang, slow down. There will be freshly brewed butter tea in a while. It's late autumn now. Without the butter tea to moisturize your mouth, your mouth will be covered with dry cracks after riding for a while."
Although Yun Zheng was persuading, there was no hint of sarcasm on his face. This made Dong Xiang very happy. He raised his hand and poured a bowl of warm and just right Japonica rice porridge into his big mouth.
Qing Yijie Guizhang put down the delicate small porcelain bowl in his hand and said regretfully: "Everything is good here, but the bowl for eating is too small." After saying that, he looked at Yun Zheng with regret.
Yun Zheng hurriedly confessed and ordered people to bring over big bowls. Three large coarse porcelain bowls were placed on the table, filled with rice porridge. Dong Xiang, Qing Yi and Zhang Yunzheng looked at each other and laughed together.
He picked up the bowl and touched it with a bang, and then he started to swallow it.
A silver bowl containing butter tea was brought over. None of the three people wanted to move. No one could drink from the silver bowl when it was put to their mouths. Although the tea inside was fragrant, there was no room in their stomachs to accommodate the bowl of butter tea.
Yun Zheng put down the butter tea in his hand and said with a smile: "Brother Dong Zhan is tall and tall, Brother Guizhang is as majestic as a mountain, and only the younger brother is as skinny as a stick, but now the three of us should be equally powerful in martial arts, right?"
Hearing Yun Zheng's joke, Dong Xiang and Qing Yi Jie Gui Zhang groaned in pain, laughing very hard. Dong Xiang let out a big belch and said: "The food of Han is really incredible, it's just a kind of
You can make so many delicacies with different flavors using just flour, Dong Zhan is very experienced."
Qingyi Jieguizhang took out the exquisite cushion from under his buttocks and said regretfully: "It's already dirty. It's a waste of a good thing."
Yun Zheng sighed and said, "Do you two know why Yun Zheng came all the way to the grassland with silk?"
Seeing that Yun Zheng had reached the main topic, Dong Zhan also sat up straight and said, "I would like to hear the details."
Yun Zheng also pulled out the cushion from under his buttocks, pointed at him and said to Dong Xiang: "This is a good thing. Those silkworm farmers raise silkworms as big as ants until they are as thick as fingers, and then watch them form cocoons, and finally go through countless processes.
Complex craftsmanship can turn messy mulberry silk into beautiful brocade.
It's a pity that the hard work of the silkworm farmers in Sichuan will be wasted. Last year, there was a severe drought in central Sichuan. The people had no food and clothing. God had mercy on them. Fortunately, the mulberry trees grew well and the silk harvest was good. However, everyone wanted to help
The silk inside was turned into food. As a result, there was too much silk and it could not be sold. Countless people hanged themselves and drowned themselves in rivers."
Dong Felt said: "That is your disaster in the Song Dynasty, but what does it have to do with my Qingtang tribe?"
Yun Zheng shook his head and said: "It's very relevant. Your Majesty, please listen to Yun Zheng and explain everything."
Dong Xiang nodded in agreement. At this point, Yun Zheng was truly relieved. As long as Dong Xiang was willing to listen to his explanation of the connection, everything he did this morning was just to make Dong Xiang sit down and listen.