Zheng Fan couldn't figure out what this meant, but he was really unaware of it.

Emperor Yan's fluttering tone and such an indifferent attitude were like an abyss, and he felt panicked at a glance.

Xiao Liuzi once said how ruthless his father was, Zheng Fan was a little unimpressed before, is the emperor, can he still be called a lonely widow if he is not ruthless?

But when he faced it in person, Zheng Fan felt that whoever had this father would probably have no childhood.

"Zheng Shoubei, it's time to retire." Wei Zhonghe reminded Zheng Fan in a low voice.

Zheng Fan came to his senses and immediately said:

"The minister retired."

Wei Zhonghe accompanied Zheng Fan out of the imperial study and said:

"Zheng Shoubei, whatever Your Majesty says is what, if you have time in the future, you can go to the Huxin Pavilion to see the Third Highness, the Huxin Pavilion is cold, and the Third Highness is also bored and panicked when he is there alone."

"Thank you father-in-law for the point."

The eunuchs seemed to be greedy for money, but Zheng Fan was unprepared, and secondly, he felt that even if he was prepared to face this Wei Zhonghe, he would not dare to go up and give almost silver.

What he wants to do most now is to leave the capital and return to Cuiliu Castle.

Maybe this kind of thought will make people feel a little unproductive, but this is Zheng Fan's first instinct.

The second instinct is:

It smells so good.

Wei Zhonghe didn't send Zheng Fan out again, turned around and went back to the imperial study.

Zheng Fan walked into the Imperial Garden, the fragrance began to get stronger and stronger, deviated slightly from the direction, walked a short distance to the west, and saw a middle-aged man sitting there roasting a leg of lamb by the pond.

The middle-aged man saw Zheng Fan, beckoned, and said:

"Hand on."

In fact, when he saw this man, Zheng Fan guessed his identity.

The whole Dayan, a man who can roast a leg of mutton in the imperial garden and still grow a beard, is estimated to be a good man.

But right now, Jingnanhou is busy finishing up the work in Tian's house.

Your Majesty has just seen it in the Imperial Study,

so

There was only one left.

It is said that after entering Beijing, he has been living in the West Garden, which was built by the Qianguo people ordered by the Emperor, but if he wants to, it is normal for him to go to the Imperial Garden to roast a leg of mutton and eat it.

Zheng Shoubei is a little tired,

These 24 hours are really a very fulfilling day.

First accompany Jing Nanhou to eat a roast duck, and by the way, I chatted with Xiao Liuzi for a while.

Then he went to the prince's mansion, witnessed the intrigue between the princes, and then personally abolished the three princes.

Then he followed Jingnanhou home non-stop, and as soon as Tian's family served the food sent by the people, he received Jingnanhou's military order to destroy the door.

After destroying the door, he was sent as a messenger again, entered the palace, and just met Emperor Yan.

This special person just got wet from the cold sweat on his back from the imperial study, and before the sweat evaporated, he met Zhenbei Hou who was sitting there roasting a leg of mutton.

To tell the truth, this plot is too fulfilling, and I didn't dare to draw comics by myself in my last life without breathing, the reason is very simple, if you don't control the rhythm, can this comic be drawn? How much do I charge if I don't draw longer?

But there is no way, Zhenbei Hou just sits there and beckons you over.

No matter how hard and tired you are, no matter how much you complain about society, you have to go.

Zheng Fan trotted forward, did not salute, but squatted down directly.

"Shake."

"Okay."

Eating barbecue with the leader is definitely a way to quickly close the relationship, at this time, you are too rigid about the number of etiquette to salute but to see the outside, and it may also destroy the fun of the leader eating barbecue.

Therefore, one minute on the stage and ten years of work off the stage.

After waking up, they were licked by the blind north for more than half a year, perhaps just to let themselves be free when facing these big men on this day.

Zheng Fan was once very curious about why the blind people were licking themselves every day, it turned out that the intention was so deep.

Zheng Fan slowly shook the leg of mutton, watching the leg of mutton dripping oil and water on the charcoal fire, the fragrance ......

It's really a little hungry, in the little Liuzi roast duck shop, Zheng Fan patronized and talked to Xiao Liuzi, so he ate a duck leg, and then in the field house, he was coerced to kill the door before he had time to eat dinner.

Tossed and turned, I really didn't eat much on this day.

Seeing that the sky is almost bright, there is not much fatigue, what I do and see today is something that can make people's hearts excited, and I am really not sleepy, it's just ...... Hungry.

Actually, to be honest, roast lamb leg is delicious, but it is difficult to eat it to the sky; Just like Xiao Liuzi's roast duck, no matter how you make flowers, it is still a roast duck.

People who have experienced the rich material life of later generations often encounter a similar problem, sometimes going out to travel, eating a local special food, most likely will feel ...... Oh, so be it. Then take a beautiful photo and send it to Moments.

Food is not an elixir, unless you add medicine to it, otherwise the special effect of food glowing at every turn like in "The Little Master of China" does not exist, and eating is still a mood.

And a big part of the factors that affect your mood are the people you eat with.

When he was in Cuiliubao and Hutou City, Zheng Fan liked to sit and drink porridge with the blind man in the morning, with a few dishes of pickles and a salted duck egg, and the food was also sweet, and after the meal, the two threw each other a cigarette, and the pleasant day began in this way.

Right now, this roast leg of lamb is a leg of mutton roasted by Zhenbei Hou himself, and it is inevitable that a layer of celebrity effect will be exerted on the leg of mutton, plus he is already hungry, Zheng Fan's desire for this leg of lamb is getting stronger and stronger.

The Marquis of Zhenbei is also a particular person, and took out some bottles and jars from his pocket, which contained salt, chili noodles, cumin and other seasonings.

All aspects of cuisine in this era have not yet been fully developed, but Zhenbei Hou discharged these things all at once, which suddenly made Zheng Fan feel like he had met a confidant.

On weekdays, in addition to eating well with Siniang and them, when they are alone, eating is really to prevent themselves from starving to death.

It's the sauerkraut fish of the Hou family in Jingnan, the sauerkraut is so black that Zheng Fan didn't recognize it as sauerkraut at the first bite!

"Hey, it's not here yet."

Zhenbei Hou took the leg of mutton from Zheng Fan's hand and roasted it again, people who are used to eating this kind of leg of mutton naturally have a special focus on heat in their hearts.

Zheng Fan was not afraid of blame, and seeing that Zhenbei Hou began to turn the leg of mutton in person again, Zheng Fan picked up the bottles and cans on the ground one by one, and then began to spice them in order.

Zhenbei Hou didn't speak at first, but when he saw Zheng Fan's seasoning being added in an orderly manner and according to the time and location, he was slightly surprised at first, and then said:

"Connoisseur?"

"It's just delicious."

With Siniang here, Zheng Fan naturally has sufficient conditions to eat and drink well, and Zheng Fan never thinks that it is a sin to pursue the enjoyment of the stomach as much as possible under the premise that the conditions permit.

For example, Sha Tuo Que Shi, if he was also there drinking boiling water and nibbling on cold naan on the way to escort the Birth Gang, Sha Tuo Que Shi probably wouldn't know himself.

Therefore, if you love to eat, your luck will never be too bad.

"Tsk, what's your name?"

"Zheng Fan, the former captain of the Hutou City Protector under the Zhenbei Army of Beifeng County!"

"Oh, you're Zheng Fan?"

"You recognize me?"

"Recognize, recognize, is it fun in Qianguo?"

"It's more fun when there are more people."

"Hehe, how many people do you need?"

"Now, if you have 5,000 cavalry, you can wear one round trip in the three northern counties of Qianguo, and if you have 30,000 cavalry, the border army of Qianguo will have to send us out of the country."

"The word gift, interesting."

"I think so too."

"I remember that on Tian Wujing's fold, there is a strategy for attacking cadres provided by you, advocating that the cavalry corps annihilate the elite of the border army of Qianguo in the field?"

"Yes, the border army of Qianguo is seriously corroded, the number of soldiers is insufficient, and the food and salary are also insufficient, the Mianzhou city I fought before, in fact, there were two or three thousand Mianzhou soldiers at the gate of the city at that time, but they were all more comfortable with hoes than with swords. The only thing that can pose a threat to us is the family members of the generals of the Qianguo border army, as well as the field cavalry of the three towns. ”

"But this is different from what you said before, in the fold, you don't agree with cutting meat with a soft knife."

"Whatever you ask, I'll answer."

"Well, wouldn't it be too risky to destroy the field elite of its border army first, and then go straight to the Yellow Dragon?"

"Then let me ask you, how should my Dayan, the three major armies, be ranked?"

"The Zhenbei Army should be the first."

"Well deserved."

The Zhenbei Army is the strongest cavalry corps in the East in this era, whether in terms of soldier quality, equipment or actual combat experience.

"Jingnan Army, ranked second."

"Why is the Jingnan Army ranked second?" Zheng Fan asked.

The Jingnan Army only had 50,000, and although there were 50,000 reserve troops in the rear battalion, compared with the 200,000 forbidden army, it was almost a discount.

"A hundred years ago, when the war was fierce, it was the norm for the forbidden army in Beijing to go out, whether it was to fight the barbarians in the north or to fight the Jin and Qianguo in the south, it was almost constant, and it was the norm to return for ten years after a campaign.

Now, the border has been peaceful for many years, and the forbidden army has not moved for decades.

No matter how many people there are, no matter how bright the armor is, and how majestic the honor guard is, after all, it is only a showcase, and it cannot compare to the fierce spirit of the border army. ”

"That's right, if my Dayan can eat all the elites of its three towns in the three northern counties of Qianguo, and then smash Huanglong with a 100,000 iron cavalry, even if the Qianguo Jingying is claimed to be 800,000, how many battleable soldiers can he pull out?

Even if Emperor Qianhuang issued an edict to the soldiers and horses of the world, even if there were many soldiers from all over the country, the quality of their command, and their coordination would definitely be very low.

At that time, my Dayan 100,000 iron cavalry could go down to the capital of Qianguo, and crush the Beijing camp and the Qinwang army of Qianguo in one fell swoop. ”

"So sure?"

"Yes."

"It's a good thing that young people are sharp. Hehe, according to what you say, if we really want to send troops to attack Qian, it will not take half a year, and all the northern land of Qianguo will fall into my hands. ”

"Yes, Qianguo may only be able to cross the Qianjiang River and live in the south."

"Eat too much in one go, but it's easy to kill yourself."

"Let's fight it down first, my Dayan only needs to be stationed in the big city of the territory of the newly occupied Qianguo, and the rest of the land, go with him first."

"Hehe, a good one to go with him."

Zhenbei Hou didn't continue to comment on Zheng Fan's strategy.

In fact, Zheng Fan knows that his strategy is definitely in line with Yan Guo's current needs.

Tian Wujing's self-destruction was full of gates, coupled with the fact that the Jingnan Army went north to blockade the vicinity of Gyeonggi, although this news was isolated, but Emperor Yan's purge of the Great Yanmen valve had actually begun.

Perhaps, from the early morning after dawn, it is the moment when the butcher's knife is exhausted.

But even if you scrape your bones to cure the poison, your own deficit will definitely be extremely huge, and victory in foreign wars is the best way to divert domestic contradictions.

Combined with the territory and national strength and population of Yan Kingdom itself, and then counting the time of the transfer of domestic contradictions in Yan Kingdom, even, you can consider the age of Beihou in Yanhuang Town.

Yan Guo really doesn't have much time, and they can't afford to delay.

On the other hand, if they can't beat it to death with a stick and give it a chance to breathe for reform and transformation, it will be a disaster for Yanguo.

Therefore, it is an inevitable choice to attack Qianguo by means of "blitzkrieg."

On the other hand, it is also considered not to give the Jin State and the Chu State the opportunity to react and send troops for fear of death.

"This roast leg of lamb, not only have to consider the choice of mutton, and the part of the mutton, but also have to consider what kind of forage the sheep is fed before being slaughtered, and where to choose charcoal, and even this seasoning, without a taste, that will lose too much flavor.

Ordinary people eat roast mutton, and they only know that they can roast it on a charcoal fire, which inevitably makes the pattern smaller. ”

"That's what you said."

"Okay, this piece is cooked, you can eat it first."

Zhenbei Hou took out a knife, cut off a large piece of mutton and handed it to Zheng Fan.

Just then, a wolfhound came galloping from a distant flower garden.

"Hehe, this roast will come, it's a dog's nose."

Zheng Fan knew that this one looked a bit like an enlarged version of the black back, it should be a dog raised by the Hou of Zhenbei, and the Hou of Zhenbei not only brought it from the Hou Mansion to the capital but also brought it to the palace, which is enough to show the love of the Hou of Zhenbei for it.

When the dog leaned over, Zheng Fan handed it the mutton in his hand.

didn't think about it, after Zhenbei Hou saw this scene,

Immediately scolded:

"How can anyone let the beast eat first if he doesn't eat it!"

Nima,

This slap the bullshit and slap the dog's legs.

"That's what you say, that's what you say."

Zheng Fan had to eat it himself.

Immediately, Zhenbei Hou cut off another piece of meat, and after gnawing several bites himself, he threw the bone with a little mutton in his hand to the wolf dog.

The wolfhound crawled on the ground, clutching the bones.

"It's bitter with me, and if I don't go out hunting and patrolling on weekdays, I can't even drink a mouthful of broth."

It's not that Zhenbei Hou is modest or miserable,

Zheng Fan is clear about the food rules of the Hou Mansion in Zhenbei, and the food standards of the men in the Hou Mansion are the same as those in the military camp.

At the beginning, Xiao Liuzi's master and Father-in-law Zhang couldn't stand the food of the Hou Mansion, and asked Zheng Fan to go to the outside market to buy meat to eat.

Unlike Jingnan Hou, Zhenbei Hou went to Beijing to eat several roast ducks in one go, which may not be to cheer for Xiao Liuzi, but really suffocated in the Hou Mansion and wanted to eat meat!

When fighting, the generals put on a show and have a meal with the soldiers to boost morale.

The Marquis of Zhenbei has lived so widowed in his own Hou Mansion, but he has insisted on it for an unknown number of years, Zheng Fan believes that people who are not really hungry for food to a certain extent will not do something like roasting a leg of lamb in the morning.

One abstains from appetite, the other destroys humanity,

The reason why they gave up was not to simply live an ascetic life so that they could get the sense of "ascension" that most people get when they were physically hungry, but to get more in other ways!

At this time, Wei Zhonghe walked quickly.

Zheng Fan really thinks that Grandpa Wei is very suitable for hip-hop dancing in later generations, so don't walk too much in space, if you are twenty years younger, Grandpa Wei's temperament is also very in line with the aesthetics of that period in later generations, and there must be many fans.

Wei Zhonghe glanced at Zheng Fan first, then looked at Zhenbei Hou, and an old face smiled a daisy.

Road:

"Master Hou, Your Majesty asked the servants to come to you to get meat."

Zhenbei Hou stretched out his hand and pointed at Zheng Fan, and said:

"Just a leg of mutton, I originally gave him a piece and left some bones for the dog, and I used it for a morning tooth sacrifice, but now there is one more person eating, tell our Majesty, there is not enough meat, he has no share."

Zheng Fan is holding the mutton in his hand now, whether to eat it or not, because he is eating the rations of Emperor Yan?

Wei Zhonghe was immediately anxious,

Road:

"Ouch, my Hou Ye, alas, Your Majesty knew that when you roasted a leg of lamb here, Hou Ye, he specially ordered the imperial dining room to skip today's breakfast, and our Majesty can wait for the lamb pad you roasted this morning, so that your stomach will go to the court."

"A mouthful of sheep smells like he is not afraid of smoking people."

"How can it, Your Majesty sits on the dragon chair, and if you want to smoke it, it will only smoke the minions."

"If this is given to him, Ben Hou will not be able to eat."

"The minion will order the imperial dining room to send you a leg of mutton over there."

"Well, that's it."

The Marquis of Zhenbei cut off a large piece of mutton with a knife and threw it to Wei Zhonghe.

Wei Zhonghe hurriedly stretched out his hand and continued, as if he was afraid that the mutton would be cold, so he took his space step again and ran back to the imperial study as if flying.

"You go ahead and eat yours."

Zhenbei Hou stretched out his finger and pointed at Zheng Fan and said.

"Yes, Master Hou."

It was you who shouted before, claiming to be "me", but now that Wei Zhonghe has already called the Hou Ye, he has to change his words.

Zhenbei Hou stuck the knife on the remaining mutton,

Road:

"Do you know, why Ben Hou doesn't fight with our Majesty for this mutton?"

"I dare not say it."

"You are also interesting, Ben Hou asked you about the leg of mutton, why don't you dare to say?

In this way, if you can say it well, you can make Ben Hou feel satisfied, hehe, there seems to be a lack of a general in Ben Hou's town. ”

Zheng Fan took a deep breath,

Blinked,

shook the piece of mutton in his hand,

deliberately said in a very vicissitudes of tone:

"The family foundation is thin, just a leg of mutton, and you can't eat enough, so what's the point of fighting back and forth?"