Although Sun Hong, the prime minister of the Han Dynasty, also wanted to eat more meat, he was old after all, and although his teeth and mouth were good, the digestive function of the stomach and intestines might not be acceptable, so it was better to only eat some green vegetables and milk tofu. Of course, this reason is what Yuan Zhao said to him. In the past few years, he has always felt more and more unable to eat, and after listening to Yuan Zhao's detailed explanation of the functions of various parts of the human body to him at this time, his face showed a look of sudden realization.

"I see! Listening to your words is better than reading a book for ten years! Alas, old age does not take muscles and bones as energy, and even eats some meat can not be digested. It's really frustrating! ”

Yuan Zhao saw that he kept eating the contents of the bowl, and let out a long sigh, but his mouth did not stop at all. I couldn't help but laugh in my heart. In this era, it is rare to have such a good appetite at his age.

"Prime Minister doesn't need to sigh, your body is very good. Traveling thousands of miles without losing the amount of food is already admirable. It's just that meat and the like, when it is enough, it is okay to eat less, not to eat more, so as not to increase the burden on the stomach. You have to pay more attention to these things in your daily diet. ”

Yuan Zhao said very patiently, the old man is not easy, as the prime minister of the Han Dynasty, he met an emperor with the heaviest desire for power, and after a few years, the rights in his hands have been almost deprived by the emperor, and he has become the prime minister with the smallest real power since the founding of the Han Dynasty, which is also a matter of no way. Now, the emperor has traveled thousands of miles to come here to check his own reality and reality, alas! It is also worthy of sympathy.

"Thank you Yuanhou for your concern. It seems that in some periods of the world, there are still differences in the way of civil and martial arts. Don't say anything else, just say that in this amount of food, I think that the famous general of the Warring States Period, Lian Po, although he is eighty years old, can still have a jar of wine, ten catties of meat, and a knife on the horse. The old man has studied the scriptures all his life, and he is not yet seventy years old, and he can't digest it if he eats a little meat...... Alas! People are more angry than people! ”

Although Gongsun Hong gave this example a bit nondescript, Yuan Zhao naturally understood the meaning he revealed, and the old guy was complaining in a roundabout way. For such words, he didn't pick it up. In the historical evaluation, Gongsun Hong is the famous "smiling tiger, two-faced"! Now I am digging my heart and lungs with you, maybe I will return to Chang'an and betray you in front of the emperor!

"Oh, the veteran Lian Po, legend has it that he is quite able to eat. But he is too self-conscious, when he was young, he could eat ten catties of meat, even if he said that he was eighty years old, and he was still so strong, what was the result? ”

Seeing Yuan Zhao's serious face, talking about the past of the Warring States Period, Prime Minister Sun Hong was stunned. has been a prime minister with little power in the past few years, and the depression in his heart can be imagined. Originally, he just took Lian Po's age as an example, and complained by the way. He still understands this kid Yuanzhao, and he will never tell right and wrong. The grievances in my heart are thousands of miles away from Chang'an, and I want to vent it a little, and I don't think there is a big deal.

"Huh? What do you mean by that? What was the result? The old man really didn't understand ....... ”

"Originally, Zhao State, Wei State or something could still support two more years before they perished, it's no wonder that this Lian Po is blamed, such an old individual, eating meat all day long, how can the stomach stand it? The consequence that his stomach can't stand it is that he has to pull three bubbles of after eating a meal! Three bubbles of! Then how can you still carry a knife......?"

Gongsun Hong listened to Yuan Zhao speak, but he didn't forget to eat in his mouth, and the attendants around him selected the things that the old man liked to eat from the tumbling hot pot according to his preferences, and was putting a piece of hot milk tofu in his mouth, and when he ate it with relish, he suddenly heard Yuan Zhao say these words, and with a "poof" sound, the old man spit out all the things in his mouth. Isn't that—that's disgusting!

"Yuanhou! You, you...... Sling the bull! It's a mess of history books! Ah! Don't eat, don't eat, make you have no appetite for what you say. ”

Gongsun Hong was disgusted by him, put down the guy who was eating in his hand, rinsed his mouth and wiped his mouth under the service of his entourage, and then drank a cup of milk tea prepared by Yuan Zhao, and couldn't help but feel very sorry when he saw that others were still eating happily. Alas! What Yuan Zhao said is not wrong, even if there are many delicious things in front of him, but he is about to enjoy it, he can't compare to these young up-and-comers, it seems that it is time to put the right attitude and let go of everything.

Yuan Zhaocai didn't think too much about his mentality, Gongsun Hong didn't look old, but he was not confused at all, on the contrary, his mind was sharper than anyone else, and he knew when to advance and retreat. This is also the long time that he was the ruler of the world today, and finally became one of the few prime ministers who was able to die a good death.

"Yuanhou, don't talk about anything else. His Majesty the Emperor sent the old man and the crown prince this time, in addition to rewarding the three armies, there is another matter related to you personally, which needs to be explained to you well. I hope you don't think about it yet, this is such a ....... ”

Prime Minister Sun Hong finally spoke. Although it is difficult to start this matter, it is always necessary to tell the other party, which is also the main purpose of the emperor sending him. The prince was affectionate, and he had to reason to tell the story of the burning of the Marquis of Changle's mansion euphemistically.

Hearing that he had started, the crown prince Liu Ju, Li Kang, Feng Yanzhi and others restrained their smiles, temporarily stopped toasting each other with the soldiers, and the atmosphere suddenly fell silent. The people around who didn't know what was going on didn't know what was going on, and they also looked over this way. Only Wei Qing, Cui Hong, and Xiaoice knew what they knew, but they did not move, quietly observing the movement not far behind Yuan Zhao.

Yuan Zhao's face did not change at all, and he was still smiling and reaching out to take out a piece of the fattest beef from the hot pot, put it in front of the crown prince Liu Ju, and motioned him to eat it while it was hot. Then he turned his face and listened to the prime minister, who had come by order, tell the story of the incident.

Although Liu Fei, the king of Jiangdu, has died, many people involved in this matter have also ended up with a tragic ending. It can be said that the perpetrators of evil have been doubly avenged. But this matter still has to be made clear to Yuan Zhao, because, in people's cognition, he still doesn't know anything about this incident that happened thousands of miles away, and no one can be sure what kind of attitude it is.

“…… Yuan Hou, this is what we knew before we were ordered by the emperor to set off from Chang'an. Alas! This can be regarded as a cause of all kinds of misunderstandings, and no one wants to see it. His Majesty the Emperor's Meaning...... Alas, Yuanhou is a smart man, I think you have already understood, right?"

Gongsun Hong finally finished telling what happened. Although it is a bit brief, the cause and effect are clear, and there is no concealment at all.

In the process of Prime Minister Sun Hong's telling, the prince and others all lowered their heads, whether it was him or Li Kang, they all felt very ashamed. However, to everyone's surprise, the expected anger of the Zhongyuan church did not happen, and the little marquis still sat there peacefully, calmly until he finished listening.

He didn't say anything for the time being, which doesn't mean that others are indifferent. I've already annoyed a bunch of people next to it! I only heard a "bang", and someone slapped the case, with irrepressible anger in his tone.

"Little Hou Ye! It's too fucking bullying, isn't it? You are fighting for the country outside, and someone is bullying you at home! What kind of bullshit does he belong to the princes and nobles, this matter must not be settled with them! After you go back, you must go to the Son of Heaven to divide black and white, rest assured! Even if our brothers don't want to fight for wealth and fame, we must stand behind you and support you to the end! ”

The first to stand up was none other than Cao Xiang, who had already inherited the title of Marquis of Pingyang. As the grandson of the founding father Cao Shen, this person is the most arrogant, and he was also a tyrant in Chang'an City when he was a teenager. After becoming an adult, his heart changed greatly, especially after knowing Yuan Zhao, this Changle Hou, who was seven or eight years younger than him, had already become his idol, how could he be so humiliated!

There are many people who are as angry as him, Su Jian, Zhou Ba, Gongsun Ao and other Black Eagle military captains are all indignant. Especially Gongsun Rongnu, the man who followed Yuanzhao since he left Chang'an, didn't drink anymore, and slashed the knife on the wooden case with a "click", and was full of anger.

"A certain family is of low rank, so we can't afford to provoke the prince, but what kind of fun are the rabbit cubs in the Northern Army camp? When I go back, I don't see if I don't clean up after me! What kind of thing, when I beat the Huns, I don't see their ghosts, and it's majestic to play at home. Hum! ”

"That's right! Count me as Lao Zhang. If they don't fight, they kneel on the ground and call grandpa, and I Zhang Cigong write these words upside down! Especially the two brothers of the nobles in the palace, this culprit must not be spared! ”

Everyone shouted in a mess and arrogantly, after the big victory, these Black Eagle military captains were arrogant, and when they heard that the Changle Marquis they had always respected, someone dared to step on them openly, which was no different from stepping on their heads. Don't say it's them, even the rest of the generals and colonels of the Han army in Northern Xinjiang, when they heard this, most of them had a look of injustice on their faces.

Hearing their loud noise, Yuan Zhao was still silent, not only him, but even Wei Qing, the chief general of the Black Eagle Army, and Sima Zhao Shiqi, the marching army, were also silent, and they didn't say anything to stop them loudly. Gongsun Hong was secretly taken aback, he was afraid that something would happen, and he didn't care about what kind of attitude Yuan Zhao was, so he hurriedly waved his hand, signaling everyone not to get excited first, his words were not finished yet!

Sure enough, a moment later, after listening to his follow-up, everyone fell silent all of a sudden. And such a thing? The king of Jiangdu, who was the leader of the evil, and his accomplices were chased and killed in just a few days?! This, if this was not said by the Prime Minister of the Han Dynasty himself, who would believe it!

Although they had their own guesses in their hearts, everyone secretly looked at the person who was still calm and light after listening to the whole thing, and the awe in their hearts increased by three points.

"Brother Yuan, I'm sorry, I could have stopped this from happening, but I didn't expect it to ......!" The crown prince Liu Ju's eyes were slightly red, and he finally expressed his apologies to Yuan Zhao that he had hidden all the way in his heart.

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