The 11th month of the lunar calendar is about the modern December, which is the time when the wind is at its strongest in winter. The north wind swept through the snow and blew through all kinds of houses in the city, making the tiles rattle; scraped through the rammed city wall, and the pennant rolled and flew; Scraped through the Fuyang River that has not yet frozen, and the ice ballast is blown up and down, so it is refreshing!

It's just like my mood. It's already the third day of the Song Dynasty, and I'll still have fun when no one is around. After all, by a chance fall into the river, I crossed from a fart to the prince of the Song Dynasty at the top of the food chain, and this prince will soon be blessed by misfortune and ascend the throne as the first emperor of the Southern Song Dynasty - Song Gaozong; At the same time, I was reborn from a 350-pound fat man to a fitness expert who looks thin in clothes, strips with meat, and easily pulls a bow of 200 pounds. Glad! These two great things, no matter which one, are unimaginable in modern times, and now that they are all on the table, I have to be happy for more than half a year.

However, although I was secretly happy here, whether it was Zong Ze, the governor of Cizhou, or the guards and eunuchs around me, they were all worried about my "amnesia". Lan Qi, the eunuch brought out by King Kang's mansion, just said that Zong Ze led the people of Quancizhou to pray for me in the afternoon, and he would rather reduce his life span by ten years than pray for me to recover as soon as possible. I listened and thought, don't, although the old general Zong Ze is still strong, his eyebrows and beard are white, and he looks like he is not seventy but sixty-five, how can there be ten years to reduce? He is still alive and well, and let Qin Hui and others reduce their life.

However, although I didn't have a casual chat with Lan Jue, my main energy was still spent on enjoying the fish hot pot in front of me. The carp of the Fuyang River is really the best in winter, especially the fish slices cut into thin slices in the pot, and they are immediately fished up after shabu, which really melts in the mouth, and the fragrance is superb. I've never eaten anything so good, and I'm about to burst into tears.

Lan Jue, who was standing at the table ready to provide services at any time, saw me like this, and hurriedly persuaded, "King, slow down, be careful, don't bite your tongue." ”

I still remember that in modern times, I once saw a post describing the diet of the pre-Qin period, which wrote that many condiments in modern times, including chili, garlic, and coriander, were brought from abroad through the Silk Road or the Great Voyage, but there were no in ancient times. Therefore, many people feel that traveling back to ancient times will be more monotonous. But in fact, food is three parts cooking skills and seven points ingredients. The ingredients are good, and it is also a good dish without seasoning. Modern chickens, ducks, fish, and pigs are soaked in antibiotics and fed with feed, and they grow into a fat one in less than half a year (some even three months). In ancient times, chickens, ducks, fish and pigs grew up in a pure natural environment, and it generally took a year to grow into a thin and thin one. These naturally grown livestock have a strong fresh aroma in themselves, where do you need any chili garlic? You know, just putting the fish fillet in the water is already a delicacy that is unimaginable in modern times.

I sat by the hot pot and feasted, feeling that I couldn't eat enough, and another eunuch from King Kang's mansion, Kang Lu, came into the house to ask for instructions, and Zong Ze asked to see him. I have already met the old general Zong Ze two or three times, and I feel that he is actually a cheerful person, so I said don't stick to the subtleties, Zong Zhizhou is busy with official business, don't let him wait, invite him to come in and eat together. Kang Lu said yes, the work of the three chopsticks fish, and he led Zong Ze and a strange young man into the back room.

Zong Ze was dusty, and the snowflakes on his body had not yet melted, so he walked quickly to my hot pot table, and said in a neat courtier's courtesy, "Weichen see the king." I hurriedly said that he was not polite, he pointed to the young man who came in together, and said, "Wang, this person is Li Ziming, he took the initiative to surrender half an hour ago." ”

Hearing Zong Ze mention the name Li Ziming, the chopsticks I was holding the fish fillet immediately stuck in the air. You must know that in today's Cizhou, in addition to me and Zong Ze, it is this Li Ziming who is the most famous. He first tore up the letter of state given to the Jin people by the emperor of the Northern Song Dynasty, and then took the people of Cizhou to stone Wang Yun, the deputy envoy of the Jin Camp negotiations, to death; When Wang Yun died, the real Kang King Zhao Gou lost his balance and fell into the Fuyang River, and he was the first to jump into the icy water and fish out the me, who had already crossed into Zhao Gou.

In an instant, two major sins, one great achievement, can indeed be famous in the state.

"The king", Zong Ze said again, "Weichen didn't dare to deal with this criminal, so he was brought and disposed of by the king." ”

At my disposal? I looked Li Ziming carefully up and down through the vapor of the hot pot, and saw that he had broad shoulders and strong arms, and his eyes were blazing. I frowned, Zong Ze is not easy to deal with this person, and I am actually not easy to deal with. He tore up the national letter and killed officials, this is a major crime of rebellion, and he must be killed, not killing the same crime; But at the same time, he saved my life, which is a life-saving grace, and I must repay it, not repay my heart. The cutting was still messy, I rubbed my chin without a beard and thought about what to do, and looked at Zong Ze, only to see that he was also looking at me with a heavy heart. If I am crossing a palace fighting scene, then Zong Ze's hand is called Li Dai Taozhuang. Li Ziming is a character who can't kill, and if he doesn't kill, he can't do it, and it is naturally the wisest thing to push the problem to others. Zong Ze he ......

Wait, that's not right! I, a traverser, a traverser who knows history, am actually speculating about Zong Ze with the heart of a villain!? I groaned in my heart, suspecting that I had fallen for an evil spirit. Who is Zong Ze? He rode alone to recover 700,000 Hebei peasant rebels; With his personal prestige, he renovated Bianliang and guarded the south of the Yangtze River for the small court of the Southern Song Dynasty; Even before he died, he was telling the Northern Expedition to "cross the river" three times. Zong Ze is an idealist. A true idealist does not, let alone disdains to calculate, others. Especially in feudal society, literati and doctors with the idea of loyalty to the monarch will definitely not calculate me. I shouldn't have speculated about him like that.

Thinking of this, I glanced at Zong Ze again, and sure enough, although Zong Ze was over sixty years old, his back was straight, his eyes were clear, and he seemed to be selfless from the bottom of his heart. I shook my head, secretly ashamed, and swore that when I considered the problem in the future, at least in the face of Zong Ze, Yue Fei, Li Gang, and other loyal and good generals who had been defeated by the real Zhao Gou, I would never think from the perspective of Gong Dou again. You must know that no matter how strong Gong Dou is, he can't save the Great Song Dynasty, and he can't retreat from the Jin soldiers. Since I am lucky enough to cross into the Song Dynasty Gaozong, I should only play yang conspiracy and not engage in palace fighting in the future.

Thinking of this, I have determined my guiding ideology for dealing with people in the future, and my mind is settled, and my mood is naturally better. I happily stuffed the fish fillet that was still stuck in the air into my mouth, waved my hand to Lan Jue, and said, "Come, add two pairs of chopsticks." ”