Ding Tian's Ancient Life

"Ding Tian?" The man frowned: "I have heard about you. On the Lantern Festival night on the 15th day of the first lunar month, you rescued the great hero and carried the emperor back to your home?"

"Ah?" Ding Tian smiled awkwardly: "It wasn't intentional...."

"Tian'er, don't be polite to him, this is King Duan." Wang Zuo introduced: "The posthumous son of King Duan who is in the same generation as the emperor."

Posthumous child?

Ding Tian was taken aback for a moment: "Oh, King Duan is thousands of years old..."

He wanted to stand up and salute, etiquette was highly valued in ancient times, especially if this was a prince, otherwise Wang Zuo would have called him "Prince Duanjun".

If he doesn't say hello, he is afraid of being blamed.

As a result, Wang Zuo didn't let him salute others wrongedly, so he stopped him directly: "No need to salute, this guy is Duan Wang!"

, Now the army in the northwest is under his control. "

"Ah!" Duan Wang raised his hand: "Now I don't belong to this king. I handed over the military power and came back to Beijing to stay. The wind and sand in the northwest area is too strong. I don't want to eat sand all the time."

"I think you said something, did you run back?" Wang Zuo gave Ding Tian a roasted wing with honey: "Eat!"

"Yeah." Ding Tian took it and gnawed on it, while sizing up Wang Duan with his big eyes.

This person must have been on the battlefield, because of his aura, if he said he had never been on the battlefield and killed someone, Ding Tian would not believe it.

And he felt that this King Duan might have killed more enemies than General Gundam.

Because even if Gundam becomes a general, he doesn't have such a powerful aura as King Duan.

This is the temperament tempered by blood and fire.

"Since you knew, why didn't you stop me? See if I'm joking?" Duan Wang took a spicy grilled wing and took a bite: "Hiss!"

His mouth was burning hot, and his saliva flowed out: "So spicy?"

"This is spicy roasted wings." Wang Zuo hooked the corner of his mouth: "You can eat spicy food if you like it. The marriage between Changchun Hou's Mansion and Zhen Guogong's Mansion has retired, you know?"

"I know." Duan Wang cleaned up the grilled wings with a few mouthfuls, and the bones were all chewed to pieces. He didn't know whether he was chewing the chicken bones or the bones of the enemy: "If it wasn't so, I would have killed the marquis of Changchun. Mansion, crush that little mouse to death." "Hehe...you should thank Tian'er, if it weren't for him, the marriage in Changchun Hou's mansion would have to depend on Duke Zhen's mansion, my poor second Cousin!" Wang Zuo picked out a bunch of grilled leeks and ate them.

This is the only vegetable that can be roasted after spring.

Duan Wang didn't understand, so he said, "How?"

Wang Zuo pointed to Wang Fugui: "Fugui, tell His Royal Highness Duan about Ding Tian's achievements."

Wang Zuo was not good at words, and Ding Tian was the person involved, but Wang Fugui was a good speaker, so he immediately started his speech with a roasted lamb kidney.

Wang Zuo took the opportunity to give Ding Tian another bunch of grilled chicken hands.

He knew that Ding Tian liked to eat this kind of "corner and quirky" food.

The lamb kidneys, lamb eggs, and lamb treasures were all proposed by Ding Tian. In the barbecue restaurant opened by Wang Zuo, these items are still very popular with some customers with special needs.

Ding Tian gnawed happily, and at the same time listened to others bragging about his great achievements. In the end, Duan Wang felt that Ding Tian was the natural nemesis of Murong Hao.

"Actually, I didn't do it on purpose... I just wanted to teach him a lesson. Who knew that their family would mess up first..." Ding Tian hastened to clarify that he didn't really want them to have no successor: "In the end, they made a fuss. Woke up."

"It's God's will for that guy to be crippled." Wang Duan cupped his hands: "Thank you!"

"Don't say thank you." Wang Zuo wiped his hands: "A little practical action."

"Don't worry, I can't treat him badly." Duan Wang stood up: "Okay, this king has finished paying homage to the father and the king, and went back. The day after tomorrow, my mother and concubine will have an outing to enjoy the flowers. Come."

"Okay, remember to send the post later, oh, don't send it to the backyard." Wang Zuo waved his hand: "Are you full?"

"No!" Duan Wang sat down again: "Bake another twenty steamed buns for this king. And that scone, also come ten."

Ding Tian hurriedly lowered his head to eat: Duan Wang is quite good at eating!

It was only later that Ding Tian learned that the cemetery of King Duan's Mansion was on a small hill next to Ningwang Mountain, so that's why King Duan appeared there.

Here.

When Duan Wang was full and left, Ding Tian and the others didn't have anything left. After loading the car, they took a walk to digest food and watched the scenery of spring revival.

"Prince Duan is also a poor man." Wang Zuo mentioned King Duan to Ding Tian: "His biological father was the seventh prince of the late emperor. , was invincible on the battlefield, but at that time, the princes were vying for the throne, and they did everything they could. King Duan had military exploits, and after he was named King Duanjun, the princes were worried that he would compete for the throne, so they acted first. , Poor Duanjun Wang, a dignified general, died in shock."

"Shouldn't it be death in battle?" Ding Tian asked back: "Wouldn't it be more convenient to fight on the battlefield?"

"If you dare to plot against the leading generals on the battlefield, the generals in the army will have to tear them alive!" Wang Zuo laughed: "He

They dared to plot against King Duan because they saw that King Duan had gained prestige in the army, coupled with the fact that King Duan was tricked and died young. The late emperor was very sad and angry about this. After hearing the news, he passed out. After waking up, he smashed his forehead on the Golden Luan Hall and begged the first emperor to make decisions for King Duanjun. After that incident, two princes were killed. He was demoted to common people and sent to guard the imperial tomb. The two princes stayed there for three years. In the fourth year, the horses in the imperial tomb were frightened, and the two princes were trampled to death by disordered horses.... "

Ding Tian shuddered when he heard this: "Is this revenge?"

"Yes, it's deliberate revenge." Wang Zuo said: "Prince Duanjun's concubine, who was pregnant to wear filial piety to King Duanjun, is also the way of heaven and earth. Princess Duanjun gave birth to a son, and the late emperor personally sealed Duanjun. King, he has been King Duan since he was born."

"It's more pitiful than you!" Ding Tian showed a pity look on his face: "Don't look at you are all princes, each of you has a superior posture, but each of you is more miserable than the other. How did you live your childhood?"

"I'm luckier than him. At least, before I was ten years old, I had a father and a mother... He only had one mother and concubine. When he wanted to inherit his father's will and join the army on the battlefield, his mother and concubine almost went blind from crying. The Golden Luan Hall was about to be soaked in tears, but the emperor guaranteed that he was just going to have a look. As a general, how could he go into battle to kill the enemy? They were all sitting in the rear, so they fooled Princess Duan. Originally letting him go was just a formality, but who knew that this guy rushed to the front immediately, and in that battle, he displayed awe-inspiring prestige and a murderous aura, and the opponent was chased by him for thirty to fifty miles. Hehe... But after the news came back, Princess Duan went to the palace to cry again..."

Although Wang Zuo said he was gloating, Ding Tian knew that he was envious. Even if King Duan was a posthumous child, he still had a mother who could call him wrong and protect his mother and concubine.

But what about him?

When there is a stepmother, there is a stepfather... In ancient times, this was not good. If a man loses a woman, he has to be a widow and keep the chastity; but if the woman is gone, a man only needs to keep his wife's filial piety for one year, and it is considered as his best. .

If it is three years of filial piety, it can be a model of a good man.

Then you can marry another room, still a big girl with yellow flowers, what a treat.

It is impossible to stay with a woman for a lifetime. This is how men and women in ancient times were not treated equally at all.

Ding Tian held his hand: "He has his mother and concubine, and you have me."

"Well, I have you." After Wang Zuo was stunned for a moment, the corners of his mouth turned up, and he said warmly in his heart, "Let's go, let's go back."

"Okay, go back!"

The two of them went for an outing during the Qingming Festival, and returned home in a good mood, and then discussed about moving. After all, the weather is getting warmer and it's March. Moving, Ding Tian can also be closer to his work place.

It is scheduled to move on March [-]th.

It turned out that the invitation from Princess Duan was on March [-]th.

I quickly posted them.

"Admiring the flowers at this time?" Ding Tian looked at the invitation with some incomprehension.

"Actually, it's a flower viewing party. It's mainly for drawing red lines for men and women of suitable age in the family. There are invited wives and wives to chat and see the little girls of each family. The princes in front of them are also friends. Whose lady's affairs will naturally be handled by the wretched mother-in-law." Wang Zuo said: "And I want you to go, because I want you to enter the noble circle, and now you have the title of General of Fengguo people."

Although the title came out of nowhere, the title of rescuer was forcibly placed on Ding Tian's head in order to give him a guarantee.

umbrella.

But only Wang Zuo knew that Ding Tian's contribution was more than enough to make a duke of a state.

It's just that it can't be sealed, such a meritorious service, I dare not even let him see the light, for fear that he will be calculated by others...

Ding Tian nodded: "I see, it's actually a bit like a blind date, but it's just through their respective mothers or female elders.

From the looks of it, having elders around is not considered a private relationship. "

There are not so many sayings in the Northeast, but in Beijing, especially the rich and powerful, they are very particular about this point.

"I'll take you there when the time comes!" Wang Zuo pulled him into his arms, "I'll tell you, there are a few cooks in Duanwang's mansion who are from the Northwest, and the roasted whole lamb is quite authentic..."

Ding Tian is drooling... In other words, at this time, all the ingredients are natural green, and the recipe is very authentic, delicious, and the portion is sufficient....

Hehe... What he's thinking about now is roasted whole lamb.

Once again, it was time to visit the prison. Jiang Minghai, the former governor of Liangjiang who Wang Zuo asked Ding Tian to supervise, was still his wife.

It's just that this time, with his head down, Jiang Minghai's attitude has also taken a 180-degree turn: "Is Orange Red back yet?"

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"Master, Ju Hong went out this year. It's already the first month of the month, and I haven't seen her come back. I asked the boss to visit that house...but she was turned away..." Mrs. Jiang came this time, dressed On the outside, it is much more simple. When she came here for the first time, she was wearing gold and silver, and the maids around her all wore pearls and pearls on their hair.

Now, Mrs. Jiang wears pearl flowers on her head, but the girl has plain silver hairpins on her head.

And this time, Mrs. Jiang still came in alone, and the girls and others were all waiting outside the door. They were not allowed to enter, and it was impossible to even take a look at the prisoner.

"This...." Jiang Minghai was worried: "I can't?"

"Sir, do you think they don't want to help you anymore?" Mrs. Jiang was really scared, not to mention that the family was struggling to make ends meet, even if they gave gifts everywhere with silver notes, they couldn't find a door open for them.

"Can't you?" Jiang Minghai was dumbfounded.

"Master, you can find a way!" Mrs. Jiang was as anxious as a fire in her heart: "The current expenses of the family are increasing."

Just to give gifts during the Chinese New Year, almost one-fifth of the family property was spent, which would have cost one-fourth, but unfortunately, some families simply did not accept their New Year gifts.

"At home, at home, don't you just think about me?" Jiang Minghai yelled at his yellow-faced woman when he got angry: "Give gifts to the Ministry of Punishment again. It's a new year. Once the autumn is decided... I will have no way out." Already!"

The crime he committed was not small, and according to today's character of hatred and hatred, it is too possible to sentence him to death.

Last year it was because he had just been arrested, and he spent money and delayed the time, which led to the Autumn Judgment. He originally wanted to resolve this matter this year, but who knows, the backing is now unreliable.

He is also numb.

Ding Tian, ​​who was eavesdropping outside, touched his chin.