I raised a husband in ancient times

Ying Lao bent down and picked up the broken knife on the ground, put it on the table, put it back together, and called Lu Yiming over: "This knife has been with me for ten years since I entered the border in my [-]th year. a knife."

Lu Yiming wanted to explain, but he stopped him: "For me, this is just a knife, and it is also my brother who fought side by side. The last time it killed an enemy with me was 20 years ago, and it blocked a sword for me. , I have become a broken sword."

Old Ying pointed out to Lu Yiming the stressed section, which was exactly the one he had noticed before.

"This sword has killed people and made military exploits. I thought his mission was accomplished." He looked at Lu Yiming seriously, and solemnly handed him the broken sword wrapped in silk, "Now, this sword As the sword of inheritance, it is in your hands, I hope you can continue to pass on its unyielding will, as a Dajing person, you will die as a Dajing person!"

When Ying Lao looked at the sword, his eyes overflowed with reluctance, as if he was saying goodbye to his old friend.

Lu Yiming took it solemnly. He understood Yingli's feelings. If Xiao Miao left one day, he would probably feel so lost.

The two sat down facing each other in the study, and Ying Li sighed, "If I had known you earlier, I might not have let you directly participate in this test."

Lu Yiming poured him a cup of tea naturally, and asked puzzledly, "How do you say that?"

"The capital is not peaceful. If you are elected as an official now, you may become a victim."

It was not the first time he had heard of an accident in the capital. Before, he felt that it was far away and had nothing to do with him. Now that he looked at the people he knew around him, this sense of distance had already shortened with the length of time he spent in Dajing Kingdom.

Since he decided to take the scientific examination, he was destined to be unable to avoid it.

"Teacher, can you say more, I'd like to prepare early."

Ying Li looked at Lu Yiming with thoughtful eyes. He recruited students because of his eyes. Although he was his last student, he had not known Lu Yiming for a long time. Logically speaking, he shouldn't let people get involved in these factional disputes prematurely. Among them, many people avenged their kindness after entering the court, and beat up their teachers for the sake of power.

If you talk about the affairs of the capital today, it is tantamount to telling the other party some of the secrets. If this person is an undercover agent sent by other princes' parties, the three of them will be caught in the same pot.

For a long time, Lu Yiming suspected that the other party could see flowers from his face, so Ying Li said again: "The emperor is dying."

Lu Yiming's thoughts turned around, the hidden meaning of these words was great.

First of all, it is not a secret that the emperor is in poor health in Dajing Kingdom, but even so, there should be no problem within five years. If it is true that the emperor's condition worsens, there will definitely be news from the capital, but the people of Li do not know This incident shows that the emperor's illness is probably a little strange.

Secondly, the queen of the current dynasty has not come out, and the emperor has not established a prince, which will inevitably set off a bloody storm.

The eldest prince is the eldest son, as long as there is no imperial edict, he ascends to the throne and inherits the great order, which conforms to the etiquette system.

However, there is a third prince with more outstanding virtue and ability above the court hall, covering up his brilliance. The third prince is more followed by officials and loved by the people, and his voice overshadows that of the eldest prince.

As for the other princes, most of them are from the side of the mother clan.

He inquired about these things carefully after Xie Cheng invited him to be the coach last time. This kind of survival rule that the imperial power is supreme is different from the rule that the strong are king in the last days. Since he lives in this land, he must of course abide by the rules of this world. law.

After pondering for a while, Lu Yiming asked, "How much time does the emperor have?"

Talking about the royal affairs is easy to lose one's head if someone listens to it. Yingli looked around vigilantly, raised an index finger, and replied in a low voice: "It won't be a year, but the factional disputes within the imperial court have already begun."

Lu Yiming lowered his eyes, poured another cup of tea for him, and asked a sensitive topic without warning: "Is the teacher supporting the third prince or the sixth prince?"

The atmosphere was suddenly stalemate, and the gentle aura around Yingli dissipated, and the cold current surged like a sharp sword that would come out of his body at any time.

Ying Li stared at Lu Yiming for a long time before he took a sip of tea and tapped the table six times.

Lu Yiming nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

People who can support Yingli are not bad, and the rumors that the sixth prince who is most similar to the wimpy emperor is probably also a rumor, and he can spy on it just by cooperating with Gu Huan in the Yuelai Restaurant.

When the two came out of the study, Gu Huan and Jiang Runshan had just finished a round.

"The teacher doesn't need to send it anymore, I will go with him."

Gu Huan got up and left with him. Now that he saw someone, he could hand over the share of the hot pot restaurant last month to Lu Yiming directly. By the way, let someone go to the hot pot restaurant to see if there is any food that needs to be improved.

Whether it is modern or ancient, the popularity of hot pot restaurants has always remained high.

The hot pot restaurant successfully opened in late January, but now it is only opened in Jiangzhou Prefecture and the capital city. Some time ago, when Lu Yiming and Pei Xing passed by the Yuelai hot pot restaurant in the commercial street, they wanted to go in for a meal, but they saw the door The long line of people who waited in line finally gave up.

Xiaocai fans are very happy without eating hot pot. It is a good thing that it is popular. You must know that the Yuelai restaurant not far away is not so lively. This shows that the hot pot restaurant is profitable, and the husband can get a lot of money!

Thinking of Little Xingxing secretly counting money, Lu Yiming couldn't help laughing.

Gu Huan, who was just about to talk to him beside him, looked puzzled: "Brother Lu, what interesting thing did you think of?"

"Nothing, just thinking of my wife."

Gu Huan recalled the few days when he ate and drank at Lu's house in Wuhe Village. Lu Yiming really treated his husband very well. He smiled and sighed: "Your husband is indeed very lucky."

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When the two arrived at Yuelai Hot Pot Restaurant, it was already overcrowded.

The errand at the door was blind and couldn't recognize his master. Seeing Gu Huan leading another person into the store, he hurriedly stepped aside and bowed to let people in.

This scene fell into the eyes of the fat man from the Heroes Meeting yesterday, and he was immediately dissatisfied: "Why can such a country bumpkin go in?"

He specially asked someone to check it yesterday. Lu Yiming had no background at all, he was just an ordinary farmer. Knowing his identity, he suddenly became a little annoyed by his envious appearance later.

I actually envy a farmer?shameful.

Now seeing people swaggering in, he is naturally dissatisfied. He has been waiting in line for an hour, and he is obediently waiting. How can he bear it when he sees the person he despises come late but is not stopped?

Xiao Er obviously didn't know who he was referring to, and looked around but didn't see anyone else going in, so he didn't understand: "Who is Mr. Song talking about?"

"Just the two that went in."

The waiter looked in the direction of his finger, just in time to catch a glimpse of Gu Huan and Lu Yiming's disappearing clothes.

This young master Song can't be offended either, Xiaoer explained to people in a good voice: "Young master doesn't know something, the one on the left is our Yuelai head, how dare we stop it?"

Yuelai Restaurant and Yuelai Hot Pot can be associated together from the name. People who have been to the capital know the reputation of Yuelai Restaurant, and Fatty Song has also been there, but they don't know that the owner of this restaurant is so young.

"What about the other one?"

Xiaoer recalled that strange face and shook his head: "I don't know this little one, he must be a friend of the head."

Hearing that Fatty Song felt a little better, and he turned back to the person he looked down on before. Xiaoer let him in because he knew Yuelai as the head of the family. I can't even eat a meal by myself.

Lu Yiming didn't know that this man had so much drama in his heart, he was frowning at the hot pot seasoning.

"Have you prepared the seasoning for others, and gave it to the guests as a free dipping sauce?"

Gu Huan didn't think there was anything wrong. The last time he ate hot pot at Lu Yiming's house, if it wasn't for the other party's demonstration, he didn't know how to prepare it.No one in Jiangzhou has eaten hot pot, so naturally they don't know how to adjust the sauce. Instead of wasting it, it is better to adjust the ingredients directly. Isn't it more convenient to eat directly?

The chef following Gu Huan also came out to meet the founder of hot pot. He has been working as the sous chef at Yuelai Restaurant in Beijing. After trying the hot pot, he volunteered to come to Jiangzhou Mansion as the foreman.

It took him half a month to find the best taste for these three mixed seasonings, but now that they are rejected, it means that the results are in vain, and he is inevitably unhappy.

With a bad tone, he asked directly, "What's wrong?"

Lu Yiming can understand this person's thoughts. Dajing Kingdom does not have the term "self-help". He tried to open up people's thinking: "This approach is indeed very popular with beginners, but have you ever thought about it? It is the same proportion of seasonings, after three times, they will not feel fresh. If each seasoning is replaced by their own preparation, they can try according to their own taste, will it be more participatory?"

"But what if you can't make any delicious ingredients?"

Lu Yiming glanced at the chef, dipped some water and wrote "Reference Formula" on the table.

Seeing that people understand, he continued: "Write down the ingredients you made before and put them on the self-service counter for the guests' reference. In addition, you can put some fruits here to refresh you. You can provide unlimited but you can charge two yuan for the seasoning fee. "

Originally, when Lu Yiming said that he wanted to place the fruit, the chef felt that this person was a little ignorant of management. After the last sentence came out, he realized that he might be the one who didn't know how to manage.

Thinking of the scene that he saw outside the door before, Lu Yiming added: "If there is any spare small shop, you can rent it out and place some seats and chess boards for people to rest and wait. Of course, if you think this part of the cost is not worth it, there is no need So thoughtful."

The "Number Picking Service" used by Yuelai Restaurant is common in Yuelai Hot Pot Restaurant. However, in terms of service, it is still made by Moolao to make consumers more satisfied. In ancient times, this can only be regarded as icing on the cake, but it is not necessary.

Gu Huan sent Lu Yiming out, looking at the package he had been holding in his hands since Yingli was a little dazed.

He hesitated for a long time, and couldn't help asking: "Is it the inheritance sword that Mr. Ying gave you?"

Lu Yiming nodded truthfully, very surprised, how did Gu Huan know?

Seeing that the other party looked weird, he didn't say a word when he opened his mouth several times, and finally patted him on the shoulder.

Gu Huan said with a sympathetic face: "Once upon a time, I was also given a broken sword with high expectations. Later, I put it in my study, and when I saw it, I always encouraged myself and never let up. Until one day, I was in Brother Jiang's I saw exactly the same one in the study..."

The author has something to say: Brother Lu can unwrap presents tomorrow ~ oh hoo ~ rub your hands ~

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Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: I will land one at the end of the year;

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard