Eunuch's professionalism

Mu Junning turned around for the first time, her stagnant eyes seemed to have been hollowed out, looking at Mei Jue.

He got up abruptly and left the place like the wind.

"Miss!"

"My lady, where are you going?"

Concubine Mei only went in for a while, and Mo Hua, who was standing far away to serve, saw their empress rushing out of the Buddhist hall suddenly, without even saying a word.

The details of getting along with that person were played back in her mind, and Mu Junning wanted to go faster, faster.

It was just snowing outside like goose feathers, like scattered silver, Mo Hua Mo Zhu hurriedly opened an umbrella and followed.

Although the area where the prince lives and the concubines are also in the east of the palace, they are separated by a long distance, and they can be regarded as two places that do not interfere with each other.

Now in this weather, whoever is not staying in the house to keep warm, except for some servants who walk around, no master in the palace will go out on such a day.

It was snowing heavily outside, classes were suspended today, and the Shang Study Room gave the princes a rare holiday.

"Master, the imperial concubine and empress are coming to Chonghua Palace to see you." The cunning son approached his master and reported softly.

Clenching his fists tightly, Shao Huachi looked at the snow-covered palace, and the corners of his cold lips twitched slightly, without any warmth, "This palace is entangled in many things, and we can't meet each other. Tell her about the cemetery in the suburbs, and there is something she wants to know." You You should give up, even if you die, he is not yours.

"Seventh brother, stop." Shao Ziyu shouted.

The other princes glanced at the two with unclear meanings, bowed and left one after another.

The fourth prince, who never participated in any struggles, only took a look at the seventh prince before leaving. The matter of giving the empress dowager medicine before, the empress dowager praised him very much, and indirectly improved his status, which made him very popular in the palace. Life has also improved a lot.

The two walked together, Shao Ziyu didn't hide anything, and asked directly: "What do you think of this disaster?"

Hail disasters, frost disasters, and hunger have become the biggest livelihood problems in the Jin Kingdom in winter. In recent days, the emperor allocated a lot of money from the treasury to go to the disaster relief, and with the help of the Ministry of Household Affairs, the matter was entrusted to the eldest prince to supervise.

"At least I can't let the eldest brother steal all the money that originally belonged to the people, and give them a way to survive no matter what."

Shao Ziyu was a little surprised, he didn't expect his elder brother who stayed in the palace all year round to think about these things, "Seventh brother, are you serious?"

"You don't believe it?" Yes, he didn't believe it before he met Fu Chen.

People are more like symbols than real people.

"I'm just a little surprised that this is what the seventh brother said, so we can discuss it after the boss makes a move. Tomorrow, the emperor will ask us to submit a draft of the solution to the disaster. You have to think carefully about this. Although the honored father did not punish you, it does not mean that this matter is over." Since the last time he threatened the Seventh Prince in Dongyu Lane, Shao Ziyu is now confidant to Shao Huachi, and will discuss major and minor matters. Of course he does not want to be old. Seven accidents.

The second child was grounded for no time limit, the fifteenth was a hostage, the eighth and twelve were stranded in Qiangwu, and the others were either not involved in government affairs like the fourth child, or they had already stood in line. Now they are taking every step of the way.

Shao Huachi handed Shao Ziyu a secret list.

After Shao Ziyu opened it, he found that it was the criminal evidence of some of the officials sent by the eldest prince, and asked in astonishment, "How did you get it!?"

"Send someone to investigate." Fu Chen gave it to him.

Shao Ziyu was a little afraid of Shao Huachi's ability. He knew how difficult it was to get this thing, and as long as he had this list, it would be much easier to catch the boss's mistakes. If it was him, he would Will he be as unaware as the boss, and be thoroughly understood by Shao Huachi?

Thinking of this possibility, Shao Ziyu felt cold in his bones.

Fortunately for everyone, Shao Huachi has no possibility of inheriting the great rule, and because of this, no matter how much ability and prestige Shao Huachi has, there is no need to worry.

With such support, even God is on his side.

Shao Ziyu gradually recovered her confident smile, and patted Shao Huachi on the shoulder, "With Brother Seven here, why worry?"

Shao Huachi was more surprised than Shao Ziyu when he first got this secret letter. He knew Fu Chen's genius, but he didn't expect to be able to refresh his cognition time and time again. Even if Fu Chen is not in the palace now, his influence The power is always there, deeply rooted and glowing.

For Fu Chen's opponent, it was a headache.

Who would want to have such a person who is setting up a situation until his "death" to make you uneasy, and everything he does "during his life" may have a far-reaching impact.

When he discovered that there was a problem with Li Biantian and his party, Fu Chen made preparations for a full month. In order for Shao Huachi to bring down the eldest prince as soon as possible, he had no choice but to take risks. After hypnotizing a right minister, he learned a series of lists from the right minister. Get key accounts.

Even his own master Fu Chen didn't intend to say such a skill, the extra incidents caused by the discovery of this weird ability by the ancients are beyond his control as a third-rank eunuch.

Although the evidence is not comprehensive enough, it is enough for Shao Huachi to operate many things.

At the east gate of the imperial city, Lao Hu is a fish seller, but there are no fish in the river this season. Last time he tried to catch one, he almost fell into the ice hole. Even if they live under the imperial city, their Life was not easy either.

He can only go out to the woods to see if he is lucky enough to hunt something. He returned empty-handed today, dizzy with hunger, but found that the east gate was extremely noisy. It was the disaster victims. There are always some disaster victims not far away at this time of year. Qianli came to beg outside the imperial city, begging for a little hope.But he doesn't even have the qualifications to enter the city, so he can only wander around the city gate hopelessly, praying that someone inside can give some food, but in a few days, these people will disappear, some people say that they were driven away by patrol soldiers, Some said they were taken to the imperial cellar to do coolies, and some said they were driven out to freeze to death or starve to death.

Lao Hu sighed, no matter how pitiful it is, it is the way of the world, and he cannot guarantee that he will not be able to help anyone.

As he approached, he could smell the aroma of porridge, which made Lao Hu a little confused, but the taste of porridge is the best in the world for a common people who are obsessed with food.Seeing an acquaintance, he pulled him back, "Old Zhang, what happened?"

"It is the Seventh and Ninth Princes who have applied to the Emperor to open the granaries of some officials' mansions. Everyone can get a bowl!"

"Does this... need money?"

"Whatever you want, it's all for free. Hurry up and ask your wife and son to come and get it. I heard that it will last until the beginning of spring, but it's a great thing. God has eyes!" His eyes filled with happiness.

How can there be such a good thing, how can these officials agree?

Lao Hu felt that he was dreaming until he got the porridge served by the Seventh Prince himself. A whole winter's case was used on this, and he pinched his face again to make sure that he was not dreaming, it was all real.

This was given to him by the Seventh Prince. Such a prince who is much loved in the palace, in this freezing day, gives them porridge, cares about their food and clothing, they don't care. Whether it is for a certain purpose, what is true or false, just know who is really giving them something to eat, caring about what they really need.

He had heard of the Seventh Prince before. When he was selling fish, he often heard people say how good the Seventh Prince was to the wounded soldiers outside. He sent water, food and medicine, and let them stay until they recovered. It was not like giving some money before. His eldest son went to the battlefield eight years ago. When he came back, he was missing an arm. Da Xia Tian’s wound was not healed, and the wound was rotten and festered. The doctor said it was too late when he brought it. , the people went, and the white-haired people sent the black-haired people.It would be great if it catches up with this time, with the Seventh Prince here, maybe the son can save his life.

go home!He wants to go home quickly to let his mother-in-law and youngest son know, come and get porridge.

"Don't forget that our Ninth Prince is very famous among literati. Besides, the Seventh Prince helped the wounded soldiers last time. This time, the Seventh Prince proposed to share the hardships of the people. The Emperor asked the officials to donate voluntarily. There is no coercion. , Some officials who have a lot of food donated it, and I heard that it was praised by the emperor."

"The two princes are truly reincarnated Bodhisattvas!"

"Don't look at the Seventh Prince's appearance..., but he has us in his heart!"

"Have you noticed that the seventh prince seems to have gray hair overnight!"

"I heard that they are worried about us, so worry about us!"

Others who heard it echoed.

Along the way, he heard people on the road discussing this matter. Originally, the Anle House of the National Teacher would open a warehouse to release food a few years ago, but he didn't know what happened. At the end of this year, the Anle House Many questions were exposed, as if they were planned in advance, and all the incidents made the listeners shudder.In fact, only those who are able to work are recruited. Old people and children will die inexplicably. Some corpses are strangely shaped and emit an inexplicable stench. When these corpses were carried out, many people in Luanjing saw them with their own eyes. , It was rumored that everyone kept a respectful distance from the Home of Peace.

I heard that the National Teacher usually needs a lot of medicine men to make elixir for His Majesty, but how can the palace provide so much? No one would care if they died, it would be best to use them as an experiment.

The common people who have vaguely guessed the truth can't hate the emperor, let alone vent their resentment. They can only attribute all their faults to the national teacher. How much they loved before, how much they hate now. His life is treated like an item, and the state teacher's bedridden illness may be retribution.

Originally, Anle House was a paradise for the common people, but now the tone has completely changed, and it has only been a few months.

In Guanxing Tower, Fei Qing was lying on the bed, just woke up, after hearing the report from her subordinates, her dantian was filled with stagnation, and a mouthful of blood sprayed on the quilt.

"National teacher!" The subordinates turned pale with shock.

Fei Qing waved her hands, and staggered to the observatory regardless of her physical weakness, watching the star belonging to Tiansha getting brighter and brighter, and the Su female star and Xuanji star accompanying him were also shining brightly, muttering to herself Yu said: "It's him...it must be him..."

Taking advantage of his illness to kill him is Tiansha's style of doing things, and he never misses any opportunity.

In a short period of time, the wind direction of the rumors and the hearts of the people have been turned upside down, and the wings of Tiansha are gradually growing. If he is allowed to grow, there is still room for other people in the country!

Back in the house, lit the oil lamp, the candle light made Fei Qing's face flickering.

He spread out an envelope. This is what he ordered before. Since you can't find Tiansha, then you should find Su Nu first. Which concubine is the most beloved, she will be the key!

Mei Jue, who had been in the palace for dozens of years, was only twenty-five years old, and had the beauty of a country. She was once the third-rank aunt of her aunt, and was later named Wanyi. She was promoted to second-rank Mei Concubine within three months. The emperor loved her very much.

"Mei Jue...Mei Concubine, cough, three months, the beauty of a country..." Fei Qing couldn't help coughing, blood slipped from the corner of her mouth, he wiped it off indifferently.

Almost all of them match.

Nine times out of ten, she is a prime actress, the enchantress who lurks beside the emperor, "Let them find out, who has this Aunt Mei had a close relationship with within this year."

"Yes."

"Ahem, wait, find a chance, so that she will never have the chance to be promoted again."

If the heart of charm is unlucky, and there is no one to help, Tiansha, can you still sit on the Diaoyutai?

After hearing the news, several people from Qingran came to the outside of the city and saw the Shaohua Pond surrounded by the people in the center to distribute porridge.

"Lan Yin, should we talk to His Highness about the young master's matter first, I think His Highness may trust the young master."

"The secret bird hasn't come yet, and there hasn't been any news. I'm afraid it will be more or less ominous. Whether it is His Highness's instruction or other people's actions, at least it can explain one thing. As long as the young master comes back, it will be more or less ominous... We will keep the young master alive." Telling His Majesty about the matter, wouldn't it be that you are trapping the young master in an unrighteous way."

Qing Ran nodded in agreement when she heard the words, the young master was already walking on floating ice in the capital, if they made a wrong decision, not only did they fail to find the person who wanted to frame the young master, but instead self-defeating, what would happen?

"Let's go first." After taking a last look at Shao Huachi, who was loved by the people, the two left in silence.

Back at the Xiaoxiang Pavilion, Qingran received a letter with familiar handwriting, almost the moment she saw it, her hands trembled excitedly.

Lan Yin noticed her strange behavior and followed her into the room, "What's wrong with you?"

"Lan Yin, you and Cheng Xin are staying in Luan Jing, I'm going to leave the capital to find the young master!"

"What did you say, this letter?"

"Yes, it was written by the master. The master has already arrived in Zhenguo and helped the little emperor put down the rebellion. The master said that he received the letter from the young master half a month ago. The young master is heading northwest. The ultimate goal The land may be... the Halberd Country!"

"What, how could it be the Halberd Kingdom!"

As the evening approached, the heavy snow gradually stopped, and Shao Huachi's hands were frozen stiff. He rubbed his hands, because his arms were stiff and sore from constantly scooping porridge. Before he could continue his movements, Jing Yi pulled him over. The ointment was applied to the hands and relieved the pain.

"Thank you, Brother Jing. You have worked hard these few days too." Seeing Jing Yi's gentle movements, Shao Huachi was a little moved.

"Why are you being polite to me? Isn't it right to help your younger brother?" Jing Yi chuckled when he heard this, and patted Shao Huachi's hand.

Just as he was about to say something, out of the corner of his eye, he saw a familiar figure from the back in the crowd, thin and tall, as if suddenly struck by lightning, all Shao Huachi's movements stopped, time stood still at this moment, and he couldn't remember Anything but that figure.

After a while, Shao Huachi suddenly put down the spatula in his hand, and ran out like crazy.

The man was leaving the city, got into a carriage, and headed towards the endless snow field, like a grotesque dream that only existed in his fantasy.

"Wait... wait, don't go!" He gasped like a patient who didn't know how to breathe.

"Your Highness!"

"Hua Chi, where are you going?"

It seemed that something blocked his hearing, Shao Huachi's eyes were only on the speeding carriage.

There was a commotion in the crowd, no one knew what happened to the Seventh Prince suddenly, he was obviously fine just now.

Shao Huachi saw the businessman leading a horse across the city outside the city gate, his actions were faster than his thoughts, and he showed the token representing the Seventh Prince, "Lend me the horse!"

The passers-by who passed by looked at this "robber" and were flattered: "Seventh Prince!? Riding my horse!"

It feels like this horse is inlaid with a layer of gold. When it comes back, this horse can be renamed the horse that the Seventh Prince rode.

From the first time we met, the little eunuch was helpless, he was angry, he was angry, and then every day and night together, they were filled with suspicion, temptation, and persecution, but whether it was good or bad , he felt that the person was always in the same place and would not go far away, as long as he looked back, the person would still look at him with a calm smile.

Speed ​​up the horse and catch up with the carriage.

"Stop!"

The coachman driving the carriage seemed to be startled by the crazy Seventh Prince, so he stopped the carriage quickly.

Shao Huachi couldn't wait to get off his horse, and opened the curtain of the carriage, and there was a white-faced scholar sitting inside, with a pale face, looking at him in surprise.

"You, what are you going to do!"

In an instant, falling from the clouds to the bottom of the valley, all the surprises turned into despair and confusion, Shao Huachi numbly lowered the car curtain.

Yes, he's gone.

This world has treated him too much unfairly, and he has owed and persecuted him too much. Why does he still want to come back?

He will always be left alone, Fu Chen no longer wants him.

This city, without this man, is as cold as an empty city.

Shao Huachi squatted on the ground, looking at the ground with empty eyes, the cold snow water seeped into his pants and penetrated into his knees, it was bitingly cold.

The carriage had long since disappeared, but he remained where he was.

The sound of horseshoes came from behind, it was Jing Yi who came with someone, and bent over to support Shao Huachi, "Are you okay?"

Jing Yi thought he would see a collapsed Shaohua Lake, but he didn't. The 15-year-old boy had a calm and indifferent face. He stood up and patted the snow on his body, "What's wrong? That man acted suspiciously, so he chased him out. Now, what are you doing with a straight face, let's go back and continue serving porridge."

Seeing that there was nothing unusual on Shao Huachi's face, Jing Yi nodded.

The price of growth is to lose those things that were originally called innocence, and to create a brand new self with a solid wall.

After a tiring day, only in the constant busyness can he temporarily forget some things that he wants to forget.

Back in Chonghua Palace, Guizi saw the silent figure of His Highness the Seventh Prince approaching.

"Your Highness, the Emperor has summoned you to the Hall of Mental Cultivation."

"Okay, I see." Shao Huachi habitually stroked the two identical jade pendants around his waist. When he left the palace gate, his expression became cold and steady.

When Shao Huachi arrived at the gate, he met the eldest prince who was thrown out. He heard that the eighth and the twelve were trapped on the Qiangwu road, and they became husbands over there. A letter was sent a few days ago. The two princes of the country actually had to stay for a full year as the "son-in-law" before returning to the country of Jin. How could the Jincheng Emperor, who has always had a good face, bear it? What are you Qiangwu!Not yet a defeated opponent!This is not generous, and the ministers all comforted him. It is not appropriate to go to war now. But at this time, the first prince is going to use bullets to impeach the second prince. Naturally, he was knocked down at the gunpoint.

When the eldest prince came out of the palace gate, he bumped into Shao Huachi approaching, his gaze collided in the air, Shao Mujian's eyes seemed to swallow Shao Huachi.

Shao Huachi looked at each other calmly, stepped forward to salute, and said hello, "Brother."

"Heh, I don't have such a restless brother like you." The eldest prince walked away in a huff.

Don't think that he doesn't know, the seventh child is a wolf, he was silent before, but now he rises suddenly, what's the suddenness, it's premeditated, waiting for the second child to have an accident.

Lao Jiu is such an idiot, what a child prodigy, what a talent, he doesn't even see Lao Qi's true colors, he deserves to be used!

"Are you done with the errand?" Shao Huachi asked.

"Well, if you and I join forces, it will be easy to catch." Shao Ziyu nodded to confirm his guess.

The two smiled at each other.

After appeasing the impetuous Emperor Jin Cheng, Shao Huachi returned to Chonghua Palace, put down all his smiles, walked into the side hall expressionlessly, dragged his exhausted body to clean Fu Chen's room, and wiped the tables himself Chair, jars, he found something in a drawer under the bed.

Two urns belonged to Chen Zuoren and Yao Xiaoguang, and handed them to Guizi, "Put them in my room and put them away properly."

As long as this thing is there, Fu Chen is reluctant to leave. In the palace, these two things are probably the most reluctant to throw away by Fu Chen.

Even if it's a ghost, come back and see me, Fu Chen.

He didn't know how long he lay on the ground in a daze, and put the pillow that Fu Chen had slept on before into his bosom, it was the few Fu Chen's things he had left.

Nested in the former Fu Chen's house, he didn't go anywhere, whether it's his main hall or Tian's place, he prefers to stay in this simple and biting house, Tian's voice came from outside the door, as if asking , With his explanation, they dared not put Mrs. Tian in Lai, and after a while she was finally sent away by the eunuchs.

Royal Father, wants a royal son.

Tian also wanted to stabilize his position.

A child who has royal blood and can add chips to the state of Jin.

"Hey." Shao Huachi sneered, covered his face in the quilt, the smell of Fu Chen had long since disappeared there, so he still took a deep breath.

A few strands of gray hair hung down, still protruding against that beautiful half face, but now Shao Huachi looked like an old man over sixty years old when viewed from behind.

It was also because of this that when Emperor Cheng of Jin saw his beloved son turn into this appearance, he couldn't say anything to blame.

While he was quietly enjoying this moment, there were noisy voices outside the palace.

Frowning, Shao Huachi put the quilt aside.

That woman broke in just like that, without any rules, and her body was still covered with a layer of snowflakes. If she couldn't wait for Shaohua Pond in a few days, even her best self-cultivation would be worn down.

Mu Junning's eyes widened with anger, but Shao Huachi didn't show the slightest fear.

"Your Highness, Your Majesty..." a group of servants who followed stammered.

"Let's all go down, I'll talk to the imperial concubine." Shao Huachi looked at the domineering imperial concubine without dust.

After everyone left, Mu Jun stared at Shao Huachi, surprised that he had gray hair early in just a few days. Although his face was still the same, it became a little different, it should be said that it looked like a deep pool, a little unfathomable.

After a while, he said, "Where is he?"

Don't mention names, they all know who they are talking about.

"Didn't you go to the suburbs of Beijing?" You asked knowingly.

Of course she went, after making a lot of arrangements and with Liu Zong's help, she sneaked out of the palace.

But just because she came to the outskirts of Beijing and saw the tomb with Fu Chen's name engraved on it, she couldn't believe it even more.

"you are lying."

"There he is."

"The tomb is empty!"

Hearing this, Shao Huachi suddenly raised his head and looked at her sharply, wishing he could cut the person in front of him: "You crazy woman!"

Digging a grave!

Of course there was no body, he was crushed to pieces.

The ashes are still in his hands.

Cremation is an insult to the dead, no one in Jin will be cremated.

However, the one who cremated Fu Chen was the one he loved, trusted, and admired the most, who was also a father-like existence, Mr. Rong Xian, whom his mother asked to respect before she died.

"No matter how crazy I am, can I beat you? Seventh Highness, if you don't want to return to the Empress's lap again, just tell me the truth, where, where, where!" This was the second time she repeated.

"Even if he's not in the suburbs of Beijing, I don't need to report his whereabouts to you." Shao Huachi poured himself a cup of tea and took a sip.

"I handed over a good person to you, and this is how you give back to me? Turned into a cold tombstone? Seventh prince, although you are a prince, I am also your concubine mother. If you can see the situation clearly Don't piss me off, if I try to touch you, your life won't be easy, at worst we'll finish the game together." Mu Junning's words were sonorous and forceful, and her usual calmness was gone, but at this moment her momentum was soaring, no Anger and prestige make people depress and make people unable to make mistakes.

These words are also very straightforward, presumably because after hearing the news, he was extremely angry, and coupled with the backlog of resentment that he couldn't find Shao Huachi again and again, he didn't care about that much.

"Imperial Concubine, let my son remind you that your identity is my father's woman. What is the relationship between this slave and the empress, I actually labored for you to ask specifically."

"If you tell me where he is, what should I tell you the truth?" Mu Junning recovered and said.

Seeing that Mu Junning was ready to go all out, Shao Huachi only felt that a huge boulder was crushed on his heart. What relationship in this world could make a rational woman go crazy, stood up abruptly, and laughed angrily, "Whoever he is?" There, they are all my servants of Shao Huachi, life and death are mine, and it is not up to you, a concubine, to point fingers!"

"If I had known earlier, I would have kept him by my side even if I was forced to. How could I leave him to spoil you!" Mu Junning was extremely angry.

"I ruined him? Yes, if I knew today, I would have ruined him long ago!"

"You... what do you mean?"

"What do you think I mean." Shao Huachi chuckled without explaining.Approaching Mu Junning step by step, his momentum was astonishing, like a lone wolf, "Don't forget, you gave him to me personally."

The last few words lingered on the tongue a few times, soft and cruel.

These words almost broke Mu Junning's heart and made her crumbling.

Shao Huachi walked over, grabbed Mu Junning's neck suddenly, and pushed her against the door panel.

"Let... let me go..." Mu Junning felt that the oxygen was getting less and less, and her throat was being restrained. The pain of suffocation made her face flushed. She grabbed Shao Huachi's hand with both hands, but she couldn't shake it. With a soft laugh, "Imperial Concubine, do you really think that I don't know what you and him are doing in private? You should feel lucky if I don't come to trouble you. If you are so indiscriminate, without you Don't blame me for not caring about the grace and demeanor of the imperial concubine."

This affection, of course, is that she returned him to him in a timely manner.

Before Mu Junning was about to suffocate, Shao Huachi let go, looked down at the woman who kept coughing and clutched her throat, "Go out, I won't kill you in his place, so as not to dirty the land .”

Mu Junning stumbled away and took a last look at Fu Chen's room.

Looking at Shao Huachi with a half-smile, Taotao's hatred shot out in his eyes, if it wasn't for Shao Huachi, how could Fu Chen die!

"Your Highness Seventh, I must remember today's humiliation." Hoarse, bleeding.

After all, Mu Junning's figure disappeared into the snow.

Thousands of miles away, in an inn in Luxi County, Shanzhou.

After flirting with Fu Chen in a good mood, Li Biantian got out of the screen in a wheelchair with the moisture all over his body after taking a bath. After tidying up, he sat back on the soft bed. some.

"What is it that looks like salt but not salt?" asked Ah Yi Ah Er beside him.

After eating the rabbit meat roasted by Fu Chen that day, he was very concerned about some of the condiments. Li Biantian sent someone to investigate, and took some samples while Fu Chen was asleep.

"The servant asked Si'er, and he said that this thing is called chicken essence, which is made of salt, sugar, chicken soup, etc., then crushed bones, steamed, boiled soup, extracted juice, and supplemented with spices. Salt is even worse, he is a professor of strange people."

Li Biantian opened several samples of salt. Several bags containing different salts were placed on the table. The first bag contained the official salt commonly used in Jin State, which was light yellow and granular, and the second bag was used by ordinary people. Household salt, big in size, black in color, more bitter than salty, the third bag is the salt from their country, large granules, some like a big stone, yellowish brown, faintly black, and there is a slight sour taste when eaten Bitter taste, after eating the food prepared with the chicken essence given by Fu Chen, it will be hard to swallow with the salt of the country, and this kind of salt is already the best they can come up with.Although the state of Ji is now much stronger than before, it is still far behind Jin in terms of productivity and people's living standards. Jin has emperors like Jin Taizu who created a prosperous world, and has the heritage left by the Han Dynasty. They are poorer and whiter than them. The country of Halberd naturally got better.

In this way, the salt they think is the best is completely different from what Fu Chen brought.

Li Biantian's eyes are as bright as stars, and no one understands the importance of salt better than him.

As a modern person, Fu Chen has some blind spots that cannot be changed even if he travels across time and space. He is bound by deep-rooted concepts. He never ate food with salt added when he first traveled through time and space. After entering the palace, he ate food made by the imperial chef. , Naturally, there is no common sense in this regard.

He has not yet realized that the fine white salt that can be seen everywhere in modern times and that every household can eat was a rarity in ancient times, and even a bag of salt could save many lives.

The history of salt is like a history of war, and its importance cannot be overstated.First of all, if the human body lacks salt, it will cause many diseases; second, salt is similar to modern refrigerators, which can be used as a preservative for various ingredients. In ancient times when resource food was scarce, people could save more food with salt , can reduce the probability of starvation, and in addition, with salt, the transportation of food in long-distance commerce can be realized, and the prosperity of economy and commerce can be expanded.For example, some of the food that Fu Chen saw in the attic of the Drunken Immortal Building were pickled and processed with salt before being transported to the capital. Besides, there are many other uses, so I will not describe them.

In this era, salt is very precious, but both the extraction method, the utilization rate of salt, and the transportation are quite backward. Coupled with the containment of the government and the flood of private salt, the entire salt market is quite chaotic. There is a lot of salt, but the poor can't even get a piece of vinegar cloth.If it goes to the battlefield, most of the army can't afford salt at all, so they can only use vinegar cloth and salt cloth instead. Simply put, the cloth is soaked in vinegar or salt water in advance and dried in air. The method of diluting the cloth can taste some salt in the food. For example, in this war with Qiangwu, because of the lack of salt, the silver taels and grain allocated by the court were not enough to eat. The soldiers don't have the strength to fight, and it is conceivable that there are more wounded soldiers than in previous years.

Among the group of wounded soldiers that Shao Huachi and Fu Chen saw, how many fell down due to hunger and lack of nutrition, and how many died on the road before seeing them at all.You must know that this is a place where you can die from a small cold. With so many useless labor, besides the Seventh Prince, which high-ranking prince would care?

For them, salt is much more precious than a few human lives.

People can regenerate after death, but salt can't provide that much.

Li Biantian saw the hope of the people from here, "Mr. You, what do you think?"

You Qizheng naturally understood what Li Biantian meant, maybe that young man who grew up in the market would know some other ways to get salt, otherwise how could he explain that he has so much chicken essence?

This is a major event for the entire nation. How can we not be excited? As the emperor who has ruled the Ji Kingdom for many years, Li Biantian naturally hopes that one of the people in his country will die. Unpolished rough stone, then he can be a whetstone for him, and he will teach him himself, and no one is qualified before that.

"My lord, do you want to arrest him for interrogation?"

Li Biantian thought of the child's quietness. From following the team to now, he had many opportunities to leave, but he never escaped. He also tried his best to be inconspicuous in dealing with others. Back then, Shen Xiao made him appreciate him even more, and shook his head, "Forcing it out, if it's not sincere, there's no need. If he talks nonsense, how will you treat him?"

Li Biantian's words made Ah Yi Ah Er's heart tremble, almost ruining the master's affairs.

"Mr. You, why don't you go find out the reality first?" He looked at You Qizheng who was beside him.

"The subordinate understands, please rest assured, my lord."

Crash.

Fu Chen asked the guy where the patio was, and he poked it up, splashing water on his face non-stop.

Kiss, a man's kiss.

This was not the artificial respiration with Shao Huachi underwater, but a kiss.But what he didn't understand was that he himself could still keep his expression on and continue to serve others.Maybe he would collapse when he first passed through, at least before he became Mu Junning's confinement, he still had a physiological reaction and could maintain a sense of reason, but now even these are gone.

I felt nauseous a few times, but couldn't spit out anything, just washed the smell of others on my lips repeatedly.

Did he also lose the reaction that a normal person should have?

Fu Chen suddenly submerged his whole head in the cold water, it was cold and dark... The water cut off his hearing, only the sound of flowing water filled his ears, and his heart gradually calmed down. Finally compromised.

"Do you need me to call hot water for you and take a bath? You will catch a cold if you do this."

The sudden appearance of the voice startled Fu Chen.

Looking up, I saw You Qizheng who rarely appeared in front of people. This person was the one who received the most attention in Suyu's information.

"Thank you, Mr. You, I'm very rough, how can I stand hot water." Hot water in winter, such a precious thing, should be given to him?

What You Qizheng meant was what Li Biantian meant.

Hehe, if you have nothing to show affection, you can either rape or steal.

"You are so young, why worry so much