Originally, these prime ministers planned to use the effort of eating to sort out this disaster relief strategy with Qin Hao, you must know that a lunch of the bigwigs in the political hall is no more time-saving than a French meal, and an hour is less.

But who would have thought, an hour has passed, the palace maids offer the last dessert, but Qin Hao is still gushing, it's not that Qin Hao's words don't know the severity, it's really that they ask too much, every time they understand a question, there will inevitably be several new questions, an hour has passed, these bigwigs have a sense of enlightenment, but there are more problems.

As soon as this dessert was opened, it was actually a good first-class official swallow, Qin Hao hurriedly tilted his neck and swallowed it, fortunately, the imperial chef didn't do too much to add to the snake.

This product of official swallow is a great supplement for the body, although it can be bought for thousands of yuan in later generations, but it is all nonsense fakes, in fact, there are not many people who can distinguish a product of blood swallow from ordinary bird's nest, the output of this thing is not much more than the mother tree Da Hong Pao, even if Qin Hao, as a radio and television cadre, has never heard of it, let alone tasted it.

Because it was the last dish, Fang Xuanling looked at Qin Hao's unfinished appearance, thinking that this product was born as a refugee, no, it was simply a fugitive slave, it must be a grassroots class, and it must belong to the kind that can't eat enough, look at the blood swallow that he hasn't touched yet, so he ordered the palace maid to send it to Qin Hao.

"When Da Lang was a child, he must have not kept up with this food, and his body was a little weaker, and now it is the time to develop, this blood swallow will be eaten by Da Lang to make up for the shortfall, and I am a good man in the Tang Dynasty who should be able to pull a strong bow and ride a fierce horse."

Everyone also thought that Qin Hao was not full, although they actually didn't eat a few bites in total because they listened to Qin Hao's lectures, but they were all prime ministers, and it wouldn't be good if they ate less, did they eat poor old men at half the age, Qin Hao was the age when he could eat, so they learned from Fang Xuanling and gave Qin Hao the last cup of blood swallow.

Qin Hao was moved, although he was actually full, although he didn't want to admit that he was weak, but weakness was certain, what did it matter if the blood swallow broke his belly in front of him, so he raised his neck and swallowed all the blood swallows into his stomach.

The eldest grandson Wuji said with a smile: "There are still some things in my department, and I am afraid that I don't have time to listen to this disaster relief strategy." ”

Gao Shilian said with a smile: "After all, it needs to be discussed, and it's not just Wuji, who of us is not a bunch of official business in the afternoon, I don't think it's as good as this, Xuanling, you first take Da Lang back to Zhongshu Province, and write out the strategy with him, so that you can sort it out, and you will bring him here at noon tomorrow, and then talk to me in detail." ”

Everyone also thinks that this is the best, and of course Qin Hao himself doesn't care, so that he can always mix the imperial meal, why not.

So, Qin Hao was taken back by Fang Xuanling.

"I still have some official business to deal with in Shangshu Province, so you can go to the History Museum first, and I will pick you up later."

"Yes."

Zhongshu Province is a special institution, close to Li Er's thief, the entire Zhongshu Province is equivalent to Li Er's secretary team, Zhongshu Ling is equivalent to the big secretary, Zhongshu Shilang is equivalent to the second secretary, the living house is equivalent to the life secretary, and the rest such as the addendum doctor and the doctor are mostly honorary titles added to other department officials, in addition to Fang Xuanling, the office of the chief, it is also the history museum can stay.

The History Museum is a subordinate institution of Zhongshu Province, and Qin Hao is a genius who can write the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, so this arrangement is quite appropriate.

Qin Hao doesn't care, the officials in the history museum are generally new melon eggs, they belong to the scholars who are not very old, and they can watch politics and study politics while repairing history in the history museum, which can be regarded as a central party school, although he is still white in the history museum alone, but at least it is natural, those historians respect him and will not scream at a brat.

After seeing all the historians one by one, I thought that they would just say hello, and they would continue to bury their heads in the vast classics, who would have thought that this was not the case at all, most of these potential stocks were not very old, otherwise they would not be arranged to the center but directly released, so that these young people could distinguish the authenticity in the boring historical materials, classify them, and make excerpts, and there were a few people who had such a big addiction, so as soon as they heard that the person who came was Qin Hao, they all gathered around him and chattered.

Qin Hao didn't know that he was already a legend among young scholars now.

The feeling of the stars holding the moon is so refreshing, just having lunch in the political hall, the dishes are certainly good, but a room of big guys really makes him feel his scalp numb, as if a little chicken fell into the ostrich flock, even if people are willing to take you to play, I'm afraid you have to play trembling.

It's different in the History Museum, although everyone says that there is a gap in age, they are generally equal, and they can be regarded as a reserve for the next Son of Heaven, and Qin Hao, the future prime minister who lives in Zhongshu Province now, will naturally become the boss.

There is pouring water next to it, a little fragrant, just massage and beat the legs, and the fart is quite comfortable.

One of the young men said while grinding the tea leaves: "I heard that Brother Qin likes this kind of tea, please try my craftsmanship and see if it is still appetizing." ”

Qin Hao couldn't help but be surprised when he heard this, he had made tea in Luoyang a few times, and after coming to Chang'an, he had drunk it once in the prison of Dali Temple, even if his situation was known to everyone, it would never be so detailed, how did this person know?

As if he knew what Qin Hao was thinking, the man said: "Oh, this is what I heard the jailer of Dali Temple talk about this matter, and I thought it was interesting so I wrote it down, and when I got home, I learned your method and cooked two pots, and the taste was indeed refreshing and elegant." ”

As he spoke, the man had already washed the tea leaves, skimmed off the tea foam, put them on the charcoal fire and boiled them, and said: "I lost my father when I was young, and I was raised by my uncle since I was a child. ”

Oh, Qin Hao suddenly turned out to be Dai Xuan's nephew, so he knew that his habit was normal.

Well? Dai Guan's nephew? Why it feels like something important is passing through my head.

"I don't know what Brother Dai's full name is?"

"Oh, my name is Dai Zhide, and I do it."

Dai Zhide... Familiar,! Lao Tzu remembered.

Speaking of Dai Zhide, he is actually not a famous person, the reason why Qin Hao remembers it is because of a very interesting thing: most of the sons of the twenty-four ministers of Lingyan Pavilion did not die well.

And among the descendants of this batch of twenty-four ministers, the only one who is good is this Dai Zhide, Dai Zhou has no son, so this nephew is raised as a son, and the last official of the Supreme Dynasty is the Shangshu Zuo Servant, which is higher than Dai Guan.

You must know that Wu Zetian hates these Guanlong nobles the most, this Dai Zhide does not hold Wu Mei's thighs, not only does not die but gets mixed with the prime minister, this is undoubtedly a talent, the most important thing is that who can compare to the ability to see the wind and rudder? Qin Hao is still young now, don't want it, conservatively estimate that he will definitely have to live until that time, the ghost knows how much forward-looking knowledge he has left, in case he gets involved in the struggle of cutting and untidying, it is estimated that he doesn't know how to die, thinking of this, how can there be a reason not to hurry up and hug his thighs.

Qin Hao hurriedly grabbed Dai Zhide's hand and said, "Oh, brother Xing, brother, I really hit you off at first sight, as if I had known you for a long time, why don't we bow down." ”

Qin Hao was prepared in his heart, and when Li Er died, he would follow Dai Zhide closely, and he would never stand in line indiscriminately, and at this time, he would deal with the relationship first.

Dai Zhide: ".................."