The happy life of a prodigal

Looking at it word by word, the expression became more and more excited.

The method of alienation...

How come neither I nor the civil and military officials thought of this.

"This little guy is really a genius."

The Emperor of Chu said to himself: "The tribes in the grassland conquer each other, if they trade with the Wanyan tribe and the Agu tribe, they will have salt, iron and food, and they can easily restrain the Qiyan tribe.

When the time comes, all the tribes will fight in chaos, and I, Da Chu, will be able to benefit from the fisherman, and the worries of the grassland will be solved easily! "

Emperor Chu put down the article and let out a long breath of relief.

There is such a good talent among the nobles of the Great Chu. As long as a little training is given, in time, he will be able to assist the prince and stabilize the country...

Think of the prince.

Chu Huang was slightly taken aback, and then, a look of pain appeared in the depths of his eyes.

My prince, the loyal prince who only cared about the common people... is gone.

At this time, Liu Cheng had already walked in with a small jar of wine.

"Your Majesty, the wine has been brought."

Emperor Chu concealed the pain in his eyes, collected himself, and ordered: "Drink some wine."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Liu Cheng unsealed the wine jar and poured a little into the jade cup.

In an instant, a strong aroma of wine diffused.

Even people who have never drunk wine will know that the wine must be good just by smelling it.

Emperor Chu's throat twitched involuntarily when he smelled the aroma of wine.

He raised his wine glass, took a sip, his eyes lit up, and exclaimed, "Good wine!"

I don't know who is able to make the wine so thick and mellow.

Only such a good wine can be worthy of such a good article......

Chapter 47 Hot Pot

After having a drink, a blush appeared on Chu Huang's old face. He picked up the article and read it three times. He felt more and more that this person is a talented person.

Excitedly tearing up the names, a name came into view - Fang Xiu.

The name is somewhat impressive...

Seems to be......

All of a sudden, Emperor Chu's expression became a little unnatural. He put the article aside, thought for a moment, and asked, "Uncle Anping, what have you been doing recently?"

Uncle Anping?

Liu Cheng was stunned, and hurriedly said: "My servant heard that Uncle Anping has brewed a new type of strong wine and sold it in a restaurant for more than ten taels of silver a cup. It was also rumored, and the common people said..."

After a pause, he continued: "It is said...Uncle Anping, relying on his honorable status, buys and sells by force, and bullies goodness."

The Emperor Chu is a generation of virtuous rulers, and when he heard that he bullied the common people, his face suddenly showed disgust.

But after thinking about it, this son is a loyal person, and now he writes such an article about Anguo, distinguishing right from wrong between the lines, not like oppressing good villains.

Someone must have slandered behind his back.

Even if what the common people say is true, this son only suffers from a 'brain disease', so his temperament changed drastically, to such an extent.

If you let the imperial doctor do a good job of diagnosis and treatment, and recuperate for a while, you may not be able to turn back into a loyal son.

Thinking of this, the Emperor Chu's anger had already subsided by seven points, and he said in a deep voice, "Send someone to bring Uncle Anping here, and I will reprimand him."

Liu Cheng hurriedly bowed: "The servant obeys the order."

............

Fangfu.

An iron pot was placed on the stone table in the yard, steaming hot.

Hot pot...it's not new on Earth.

There are countless hot pot restaurants in almost every city, especially in winter, they are overcrowded.

After all, on a cold night where the wind is swishing, what else can warm people up more than a hot pot meal.

At this time, although it is early spring, it is still cold in the north, which is suitable for eating this hot pot.

But Chu State did not have such delicacies, so Fang Xiu sent someone to make an iron pot.

Water is added to the pot, and a special stove is attached to it, and oil is put in it.

Bai Xiaochun ignited the fire, and the pot suddenly burst into flames.

The soup in the pot had been stewed a long time ago. It was boiled with beef bones bought with a lot of money, and some vegetables were put in it.

As soon as the fire was lit, the pot quickly heated up and began to boil immediately.

In an instant, the yard exuded a strong aroma.

On the stone table, there were plates of mutton, all cut into small slices.

Although winter has passed, it is still extremely difficult to find fresh vegetables. Even if they are available, the price is relatively expensive, and because of the storage, the taste and nutrition cannot be compared with fresh vegetables.

Therefore, the plate is mainly fungi, with tofu, radish, meat, and very little cabbage and greens.

Fang Xiu sat on the grand teacher's chair, looking at the steaming iron pot, feeling quite emotional in his heart.

In his previous life, he loved hot pot very much. However, he grew up in an orphanage and lived in poverty since he was a child. Only when he went to university and occasionally received a scholarship, did he dare to invite a few friends to have a meal at a hot pot restaurant.

Today, the hot pot is still the same hot pot, but everything has changed.

Hey, good luck tricks people...

Fang Xiu picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of mutton, and put it into the hot pot.

After a while, the mutton turned from red to white, took it out, put it on Xiu'er's plate, and said, "This is the hot pot I told you about last time, taste it."

Xiu'er's pretty face was flushed, she lowered her head, and whispered: "Thank you, young master..."

To be able to eat at the same table with the master's family is already a great favor for a little maid.

But the young master even picked up vegetables for her himself, which moved her so much that she wanted to cry.

After the young master suffered from brain disease, he seemed to be a different person.

In the past, although the young master was kind to them, it has never been like this.

She can feel it.

Now, the young master really didn't treat her as a slave...

Of course, this was just Xiu'er's feeling, and Bai Xiaochun, who was standing beside her, didn't think so.

He looked at the hot pot bubbling and bubbling on the stove, and smelled the tempting aroma. Apart from curiosity, he was more greedy...

Throat throbbing, swallowing saliva.

Fang Xiu ate a few slices of boiled mutton, and when he heard the sound, he remembered that there was another person standing behind him.

He waved his hand and said, "Sit down too and have a taste."

In the past, Bai Xiaochun would definitely have turned his back and shown his loyalty.

But now, he just wants to taste what the 'hot pot' the young master cooked up.

Thank you very gratefully, and then sat on the other side.

Seeing the young master put the mutton into his mouth, he didn't have time to scoop up the food in the pot.

Bai Xiaochun couldn't wait to pick up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of mutton and stuffed it into his mouth.

He exhaled like a dog after being burned, but he couldn't bear to spit it out, his face was flushed, and it took him a while to recover.

Xiu'er was like him at first, a piece of tofu had already been caught in the chopsticks, seeing Bai Xiaochun's appearance.

Like the young master, after drying it for a while, he ate slowly.

Halfway through the meal, a young servant rushed in and said with a bow, "Master, there is a man outside, who is said to be an eunuch from the palace, to convey the order."

Another eunuch in the palace?

Fang Xiu put down his chopsticks in disappointment, and said casually, "Xiu Er, eat first, and Master Ben will go and have a look."

Xiu'er opened her mouth, but before she could speak, she saw the young master leaving the yard.

Bai Xiaochun was chewing on the mutton, but in vain reacted, got up hastily, and chased after him.

Hurrying to the main hall, I saw a white-faced, beardless eunuch with his hands behind his back, looking around with contempt on his face.

I heard that this prodigal son suffered from brain disease, committed all kinds of evil, and acted recklessly.

Seeing it now, it really is.

Our family is here to convey His Majesty's will, and we have been waiting here for half an hour, but the prodigal son has not come to meet the order, it is really hateful.

Fang Xiu entered the main hall and immediately put on a smile.

After reading so many history books, he understood that none of these eunuchs who were by the emperor's side at any time was a fuel-efficient lamp. Although their status was humble, they had unimaginable strength.

A gentleman is easy to deal with, but a villain is hard to guard against.

Maybe it's because of their physical disabilities. These eunuchs are more or less perverted than ordinary people in their hearts. They can be said to be out-and-out villains. If there is no festival, it is better not to provoke them.

Walking in front of the little eunuch who delivered the decree, Fang Xiu cupped his hands and said politely: "I have seen my father-in-law. He came from a long distance, but I couldn't meet him from afar. I hope you will forgive me..."

While speaking, he made the movement of taking money out of his arms.

Having been in society for so many years, I still know this bit of sophistication.

Seeing this, the little eunuch's face darkened in vain, and he said with displeasure: "Mr. Fang is a nobleman, and we are servants who serve others, how dare we accept your money."

Fang Xiu was slightly taken aback.

This person seems to be a bad person...

Before he had time to speak, he heard the little eunuch say sinisterly: "Master Fang, you should keep the money for yourself. When you enter the prison in the future, you must need it when you go up and down..."

Chapter 48 Face Saint

Hearing this, Fang Xiu's expression darkened, he looked at the little eunuch coldly, and asked, "What do you mean by your father-in-law?"

As soon as the words came out, his mind turned rapidly, thinking about what he had done recently, which made the emperor furious and wanted to put himself in the sky prison.

These days, except for proofreading, I hardly ever leave Fangfu.

If something went wrong, it was at the Qinjun Mansion, or...the article I wrote during review!

Thinking of this, Fang Xiu felt a chill in his heart.

Could it be that I was negligent and accidentally wrote something that was regarded as 'rebellious'?

"What do you mean? Heh..."

The little eunuch didn't have the slightest sympathy on Fang Xiu, and said sinisterly: "Mr. Fang should know in his heart!"

Fang Xiu looked at him with cold eyes.

No matter what, he is also the eldest son of Uncle Anping, and he is the honorable name that his ancestors exchanged for their lives.

What a eunuch you are!

To save face, I even kicked my nose on my face.

Seeing Fang Xiu's expression, the little eunuch narrowed his eyes slightly, and stared at him fiercely: "What? You are a criminal, and you still want to..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Fang Xiu smile.

This smile fell into the eyes of the little eunuch, which made him feel bad.

As soon as this thought arose in his mind, he saw that smile shrink suddenly, and then it became extremely cold.

An afterimage quickly enlarged, and fell on his face the next moment.