"Okay, then if any of you take the initiative to ask Ying to solve this problem, there will be no six doors." The Emperor said, looking around at the crowd.

The officials and household officials who had just argued with reason immediately fell silent, and the other officials who were eager to try it also shut up.

"Say, weren't you quite able to talk just now? Whoever can do this well, I will give him a hereditary prince. ”

After a pause, he patted the armrest.

"If anyone messes up, I will cut off his head and be reduced to a lowly status within five generations."

When they heard about the hereditary prince, everyone was still bright, and they didn't care much when they heard about the beheading.

Everyone rolled out of the sea of blood in the sword mountain, and the Ministry of Rites Shangshu was also a ruthless character who charged into battle with a one-legged bronze man back then, and it was nothing to cut off his head.

But as soon as the five generations of cheap books came out, they all shrank their heads and didn't dare to speak out.

Just kidding, isn't it just to seal his wife and heirloom after so many years of hard work?

If this is degraded to five generations of lowly status, it is not certain that there will be descendants after three generations, and there will be a family.

"What? Stopped talking? When you followed me to raise an army, you fought for merit and reward, and after you sat in the world, you fought for official positions and seals. When I was crowned the Duke of the Three Kingdoms, you were all unconvinced, did he deserve me? Now that I give you a chance, why don't you fight again? The Emperor's tone was extremely sarcastic.

But the hundred officials didn't dare to refute it, and it was really not decent when the dynasty first decided to add officials and knights.

"You're all right, are you? Then it's decided, retreat. The emperor waved his hand and went back to the harem.

In the 18th year of Liang Jianyuan, Six Doors was established, specializing in the affairs of rivers and lakes.

There are many people in the door wearing blue clothes, also known as blue clothes catching fast.

Most of the blue-clothed catchers are masters in the army, with strong martial arts and ruthless hearts, plus orders and prohibitions, small sects and factions cannot fight at all.

For a while, the people in the rivers and lakes changed color when they heard the blue clothes.

"Name? What are you in a daze? What's the last name? What is it called? Let's talk about it. ”

A male duck's voice sounded in front of him, waking Liu Zheng up from the trance.

"Liu Zheng, Wendao Liu, righteous and positive." He replied subconsciously.

"The name is not bad, go to the side and test the martial arts." The gatekeeper pointed to the other side of the line.

Although I don't know what it means, Liu Zheng still understands the principle of not being a bird when he first arrives, and obediently walked to the designated place.

A white-bearded man in blue was sitting on a futon with his eyes closed, and there were two younger men in blue standing beside him, with protruding temples and exuding a capable temperament.

"Stretch out your hand, don't resist." Whitebeard's eyes opened a slit and looked at him.

Liu Zheng stretched out his hand and shook it with the white beard.

As soon as the palm of his hand was cold, a stream of energy like water penetrated into his body from the palm of his hand, and after swimming in a circle in his body, it went three inches below the umbilicus.

Dragon's blood seemed to be lacking interest in this energy, and only rolled a little before it subsided.

Liu Zhengqiang endured the discomfort of being spied on his body, and let the white beard finish the examination.

"There is no trace of practicing internal force." The white-bearded man muttered to himself and made a note in the small notebook next to him.

"If you don't practice boxing, you will be empty when you get old. I see that your muscles and bones have become small, and you still need to cultivate both inside and outside to reach a higher level. The white-bearded man saw that he was good-looking and had a peaceful temperament, so he kindly persuaded him.

"Thank you for your advice, it's just that my family is poor and I have no way to learn." Liu Zheng had an idea and hugged his fists.

"There is a Yellow Turban Gang in the city, and the gang members make a living by carrying and unloading, and all the gangs who perform well can pass on the "Hercules Gong". It's a shallow skill, but it's easy to understand, so you can give it a try. Whitebeard thought for a moment.

"Thank you, uncle, when you settle down, thank you for your kindness." He gave a salute and went into the city.

"Old Ge, why did you suddenly change your temperament?" When Liu Zheng walked away, the man in blue on the left suddenly smiled.

This old Ge has always been withdrawn and doesn't like words, but today he suddenly said so many things, and he also gave advice, which surprised the two of them.

"This son has clear eyes and a good bearing, he is young and from a poor family, but his external skills have been small, which shows that he is talented. If you are lucky, your future is limitless. I'm just giving a favor to the time before it starts. Ge Lao touched his beard and said.

"Really? Then why don't you take in the door or introduce friends, but let him go to the Yellow Turban Gang and wait for a place where he can't be on the table? The man in blue on the right asked.

"Hmph, if everything is too easy, he won't cherish it, and he must be allowed to roll around in the mud before he knows that his nature is black or white. What I have learned is not a miracle, and it is not something that anyone can teach. ”

With that, he closed his eyes again and waited for the next suspicious person.

The two men in blue glanced at each other and secretly remembered Liu Zheng in their hearts.

Ge Baohong is not a nameless junior, although the internal martial arts are ordinary, but the one-handed sunflower water pulse method is a true Taoist tradition, which is used to explore and heal the effect is excellent, I don't know how many people are red.

If he hadn't entered the six doors early and been sheltered by the door, he would have been arrested and forced to ask the Famen.

If he is accepted as a disciple, there is a high probability that the kid will become a colleague, and maybe even become their boss, and he can sell well if he has the opportunity.

Liu Zheng stood in front of the bun stall, touched the empty pocket, and was speechless for a while.

Just now he made up a background from a poor family, but he didn't expect his identity to be a real poor family.

After handing over the three copper plates that entered the city, he was actually penniless.

And the hunger in the stomach is so urgent and real, I don't know how long this body has not eaten enough.

Absorbing the aroma coming from the cage drawer, Liu Zheng resolutely turned his head.

It seems that whether it's to make money or for that "Hercules", he has to go to the Yellow Turban Gang.

Not to mention, it's really a little bit of a small expectation to be able to learn the internal skills that I have dreamed of since I was a child.

Is the name of this gang too unlucky, is the gang leader called Zhang Jiao?

After walking for a while, I happened to see a man with a yellow scarf on his head, carrying a large cloth bag and walking forward, thinking that he was a member of the Yellow Turban Gang.

He was about to stop and ask, when he saw the man's feet slip.

The man was also taken aback, and he was ready to stabilize his body with horse steps with the strength of his waist.

But in order to save one trip, he packed the bag to its maximum weight, and when the bag fell down, it crushed him over, and smashed his head on the hard bluestone pavement.

Seeing that the man was about to be unlucky, he held the back of his head with one hand and grabbed the heavy cloth bag with the other.

"Thank you, brother, if you hadn't made a move just now, I would have confessed." Tie Zhu touched the back of his head and was afraid for a while.

"It's just a matter of doing it. Is Brother Iron Pillar a brother of the Yellow Turbans? Liu Zheng returned the cloth bag to him.

"yes, is there something wrong with our brother looking for our Yellow Turban Gang?" Tiezhu asked.

"That's the case, the little brother is hungry and penniless, so he wants the Yellow Turban Gang to make a living." He said frankly.

"That's it, little thing, I'll vouch for you. By the way, brother, I don't know your name yet? Tiezhu patted his chest and said.

"The younger brother's name is Liu Zheng." Worried that he was illiterate, Liu Zheng also made a gesture.

"Then I'll call you Ah Zheng, in this way, you help the old brother carry the back, let's quickly carry the things to the place, and then the old brother will invite you to have a meal first." Tie Zhu said bluntly.

"No problem." He replied.

With Liu Zheng's help to share, Tie Zhu quickly delivered the goods to the designated place.

Shaking the money bag he got, Tie Zhu smiled and said, "The owner is generous, let's go, my brother will invite you to have a good meal." ”

The two came to an alley, in front of a plaque that read Lao San's restaurant, and before they entered the door, they could hear the sound of shouting and shouting inside.

Tie Zhu pushed open the door and led him in, and there were more than a dozen tables scattered inside, all of which were full.

"Third child, give me a small table for two people, and a big pot of miscellaneous soup." Tiezhu said loudly.

Then he turned his head and asked Liu Zheng: "Ah Zheng, do you eat spicy?" ”

"Brother, little brother is afraid of not being spicy." He smiled.

"Haha, do you hear that? Third. Don't be reluctant to give up your spicy. Tiezhu laughed loudly.

"I know, if I don't sweat you today, you will be spared." The boss laughed.

"Hey, why is the third child so arrogant? In the past, even half of the copper plate never made us wait. One diner laughed.

"I think his mother-in-law didn't think he was short last night." A diner in a short shirt teased.

"Hahaha!" The sentence was so mean that the guests of the whole restaurant laughed.

"You killers, often come to my store to eat, your heart and lungs have never been less than yours, and the rice has never been mixed with old rice, and you don't have much conscience when you laugh at me all day long." The boss glared.

"Hahaha, this third child, I'm still in a hurry. Got it, count it our fault, and order you a pot of muddy wine at one table. The short-shirted diner laughed.

The other guests also responded, and the boss immediately turned his anger into joy and ordered the kitchen.

After a while, the crumbs were served, and the large pieces of crumbs were tumbling in the pot, and the red soup base made people appetizing.

"Come on, come on, brother, don't be polite to my brother, eat with your belly open, it's not enough to ask for more." Iron Pillar greeted.

Since he said so, Liu Zheng was not reserved, and stretched out his chopsticks to eat.

The crumble pot of Laosan Restaurant is to burn the pig's head and pig's trotters with fire, turn over the residue of the pig's intestines and pork belly, wash it and cook it together with the pig's heart and liver, remove the bones, and cut them into strips or segments.

After the pork lungs are filled with a thin batter washed off the gluten, they are also cooked in a pot and cut into long strips.

Then put the cut clinker into the old soup and simmer to taste, sprinkle with garlic sprouts, coriander, and spicy seeds.

The soup has a strong umami flavor and an excellent taste of chop pieces, which goes well with rice, and is a favorite delicacy among coolies, small servants, and street vendors in the neighborhood.

Tie Zhu looked at him eating, and he was happy and relieved.

People all over the world regard pigs as cheap animals, and pig offal is the cheapest of the cheap, and people who are not poor will never eat so selflessly.