Sima Xiangru died by himself, not only swallowed more than a dozen coins of the imperial court for 'demolition', took many people's 'filial piety', but also fought with Liu Ling in a small forest in Changmen Garden during the funeral of the eldest princess of Guantao......

Listening to Cui Jiu's narration, Yang Chuan lay flat and did not move.

It's all done like this, how can you save it?

What's more, apart from his dealings with Na Zhuo's economic interests, he really hasn't had any in-depth interactions, so it doesn't seem to be worth taking risks for that woman, right?

"How's that, do you want to save him?" Cui Jiu asked with a cold smile.

Yang Chuan lay on the ground for a while, and said weakly: "Just pull it out and bury it, it's hopeless." ”

Cui Jiu shook his head: "No, I'm still breathing." ”

After a pause for a few breaths, the old thief continued: "The emperor doesn't want to bear the reputation of killing scholars, so even if Sima Xiangru has already confessed, he is still hesitating. ”

Yang Chuan opened his eyes, looked at Cui Jiu's old thief's gloomy old face, and asked, "So, Your Majesty wants Liu Manluo to be a favor?" ”

Cui Jiu looked at him left and right, raised his eyes to look at the hot fields under the hillside, nodded slightly, and said: "A number of field camps, it's really good to have a military committee like you, at least you can feed the orphans of the eight hundred feather forests, right?" ”

Yang Chuan said angrily: "Eight hundred feather forest orphans, can you get two thousand four hundred war horses?" In addition, plus the food of ploughing oxen, mules, donkeys and servants, these 200,000 acres of land are enough?

What's more, their armor, blades, etc., are a lot of expenses, where do you want me to get money? ”

Cui Jiu changed the topic again: "You said you wanted to invite me to taste a delicacy, it just so happens that I have leisure these days, you might as well give you a face......

Yang Chuan was tired for a while.

These old thieves, what's going on with them one by one, if they don't say it directly, they have to bend it to make people guess and figure it out slowly, and none of them can be implemented, which is also a bit outrageous.

"Uncle Cui Jiu, you just say what the emperor means to do." Yang Chuan asked bluntly.

"Let you farm well, cook, and raise food and grass for the Yulin Army," Cui Jiu sat down, grabbed a few pieces of marinated beef tendon and stuffed it into his mouth and chewed slowly, "Of course, the most important thing is to take care of the Full Moon Princess." ”

"The emperor said, if you marry his full moon, you can say anything, otherwise, hum!"

Yang Chuan lay flat again.

This spring, the sky in the Guanzhong area is blue and blue, with white clouds, like the full mind of a grassland woman, white flowers, swaying, trembling, as long as the conditions are ripe, a piece of rain will fall in a sparse uproar;

Two sand sculptures.

No, plus Huo Quai's stupid eagles are soaring in the depths of the sky, and their wings are spread out like the black big coat of the king, so that the tigers, brown bears, roe rabbits, foxes and pheasants within a radius of twenty or thirty miles are silent, and they can only hide in the depths of the Qinling Mountains very cowardly.

This world is so good, but Yang Chuan felt that there were several invisible shackles tied to his hands and feet, which made him sigh: "Uncle Cui Jiu, what do you want to eat now?" ”

Cui Jiu had a cold face, and seemed to be looking at the silly carvings in the depths of the sky: "I heard that the eldest princess of the pavilion Tao likes to eat braised pork with honey sauce and Sanlu small milk cake the most, will you do it?" ”

Yang Chuan's heart shrank suddenly, but there was a look of disdain on his face: "What kind of braised pork with honey sauce and Sanlu small milk cake are just things that are piled up with ingredients and cooked indiscriminately to bluff people, should they really be food?"

In the eyes of this chef, those unpopular food, almost like those Han Dafu written by Sima Xiangru, sound like nearly a thousand words, the most important of which is nothing more than one or two flashy sycophants, at first glance, tsk, quite powerful, in fact, slowly chewing only to find out, just a waste of pen and ink. ”

"Uncle Cui Jiu, if you want to eat that braised pork, I'll cook it for us when I get back," Yang Chuan got up a little helplessly and continued:

"The most important thing about this braised pork is the choice of ingredients, it must be the kind of fresh pork belly that has been cut into the eggs, blanched in the pot first, and the excess greasy and blood foam is removed......"

Cui Jiu nodded and said with a smile: "Well, you are a big expert in cooking, but when it comes to trying cases, I am a big expert." ”

Yang Chuan asked rhetorically: "What do you mean?" ”

"It's not interesting," said the old thief with a smile, "Cao Xiang has laughed a few times since he was three or four years old, every time he lied; Before Huo Quzhi lied, he would reach out and scratch the back of his head;

And you kid, every time you lie, you will often talk nonsense, and tell the specific cooking method of a certain dish in a serious way. ”

Yang Chuan's eyes widened, and he asked with a blank expression: "Uncle Cui Jiu, aren't we talking about braised pork, why are you still lying?" ”

Cui Jiu changed the topic again: "The emperor praised you for knowing how to advance and retreat, and being smart, so he asked me to ask, do you want to be an official, if you want to be an official, you will take over Sima Xiangru's work and help me expand Shanglin Yuan." ”

Yang Chuan shook his head and smiled bitterly: "I think, who doesn't want to be an official is a bastard, the problem is, I, Yang Chuan, am notoriously greedy for money and not lustful, it is estimated that in less than three months, your Uncle Cui Jiu will only be able to eat the food I cooked in the dungeon of Tingwei Mansion." ”

Cui Jiu nodded, and said with some regret: "Actually, I once gave the emperor a message, and summoned you to Weiyang Palace after castration, I will definitely pass on your peerless martial arts and the ability to harm people...

It's a pity that the emperor didn't agree. ”

As he spoke, the old thief reached into his crotch and scratched it a few times, and then, with his tickled hand, he grabbed a few pieces of marinated beef tendon and stuffed it into his mouth, and wiped it on the placket of Mai by the way.

Yang Chuan looked at the old thief's 'saucy operation' and almost vomited.

These so-called big men of the Han Empire, scholars, eat so ugly? Cui Jiu, Zhang Qian, Sima Qian, and even Liu Che are all like this.

Counting on his fingers like this, Zhang Tang should be one of the most gentle foodies, at least he knows how to pay attention to hygiene, and knows that tofu is a 'gentleman's food'......

After eating braised pork for three days in a row, Cui Jiu finally left.

Yang Chuan's heart finally fell: "It seems that the emperor's cause of death for the eldest princess of Guantao is just speculation......

However, let Cui Jiu's old thief target him, this kind of taste is not fun at all, who knows that one day if he is not careful, he Yang Chuan will also be like Sima Xiang, like that idiot, he will be taken to the dungeon of Tingwei Mansion and beaten out of shit?

Sometimes, Yang Chuan can't help but think of his bullshit 'Tian Khan', in the Beihai area, isn't there still a Luding City?

I don't know what those Huns are doing?

Of course, in the past three days, Yang Chuan has not been in vain, he learned a lot of 'emperor's meaning' from Cui Jiu's mouth, and finally clarified his thinking-

Liu Che wants to build the 'A-brand Field Battalion' into the most elite iron cavalry in the world at the fastest speed!

That's right.

Make the words clear, let the people below have a clear goal and direction, this is what a good emperor should do, don't you be tired and panicked with all those twists and turns?

Therefore, after a long talk with Cui Jiu's old thief, Yang Chuan quickly formulated a set of strengthening plans for the 'A-shaped field camp'.

As a chef, his first step is naturally to start with the 'Food Hygiene Regulations'......

……

"How does it feel to be beaten by my uncle?"

On the evening of this day, before dinner, Cao Xiang, who had been crawling and rolling in the field all day, limped over, and his face was covered with mud at all, but he couldn't live happily.

He stood under an old elm tree and sprinkled a big bubble of urine, grabbed two pieces of cold-cut mutton on the plate and stuffed it into his mouth, leaned over with a hippie smile, and grinned: "Full Moon Princess, tsk, it turned out to be the princess of the Han Dynasty born and raised by my aunt Chen Ajiao, it makes me feel energetic to think about ......it."

Before Cao Xiang's nonsense was finished, he was directly kicked in the ankle by Yang Chuan: "Don't go to the shower yet, change into clean clothes and come to eat again." ”

Then, Yang Chuan took Huo Quai, Li Kang, and the Yulin orphans to take a bath, and announced his first 'Field Camp Food Hygiene Regulations':

Take a shower before meals, wash your hands and face after meals; Wash your hands after using the toilet.

If you pee again and eat directly with your hands, regardless of your status, title, or rank, you will be beaten with 30 military sticks first.

"Yang Chuan dog thief, you and I are waiting!"

"Yang Chuan, you kid is not righteous, you don't work all day long, you can naturally pay attention to it, but you can't let us settle?"

“……”

Cao Xiang and Huo Quzhi scolded and scolded them, but when they saw Yang Chuan's expressionless face, they still obediently ran to 'take a shower'.

For this day, Yang Chuan actually made preparations two months ago, and asked his father to lead a group of servants to build a row of spacious and bright 'bathhouses' in a corner of Zhuangzi, and use a bamboo pipe to attract a stream of clear water.

What made everyone a little puzzled was that Yang Chuan's bathhouse was divided into men and women.

Obviously, this guy is already planning to let those women in Zhuangzi also take a bath? Thinking of this, the others were indignantly scolded Yang Chuan for being too accustomed to those servant women;

Cao Xiang's eyes had already lit up, and he secretly came to ask more than once if he could let him go to another bathhouse to bathe and change clothes......

Listening to the strange 'hiss' in the bathhouse, Yang Chuan smiled with relief.

That's right.

After a tiring day in the field, take a cold shower to relieve fatigue?

Moreover, according to some health experience in later generations, keeping taking cold showers all year round can effectively improve the body's immunity.

As for Huo Quai's scolding and dissatisfaction, Yang Chuan didn't pay attention to it at all, anyway, he himself was used to taking a hot bath, and if he sprinkled some Chinese herbs and wild chrysanthemums in the bath barrel, it would be more comfortable......

……

After a stick of incense, Cao Xiang, Huo Quai, Li Kang and others came back.

The spring is cold, the evening breeze is actually quite cold, almost everyone shrunk their necks, and couldn't help but fight a few cold wars, looking a little embarrassed.

"Let's see, after a tiring day, take a cold shower, change into clean clothes and eat, don't you feel good." Yang Chuan sat on the top seat and said with a smile.

"Comfortable!"

"Enjoyable!"

"Yang Chuan, in this cold spring evening, it is very comfortable to take a cold shower, why don't you take a shower too?"

Listening to the ill-intentioned encouragement and instigation of these guys, Yang Chuan smiled warmly and said: "Since it is comfortable and enjoyable, then as a military discipline in the field camp, after the daily training or labor, you must take a cold shower." ”

The crowd wailed.

"You don't have to be nonsense now, and if you persist for a year and a half, you will naturally be grateful to me Yang Chuan," Yang Chuan waved his hand: "Okay, open the meal!" ”

Everyone sat down and began to eat.

Only Huo Quzhi stiffened his neck, and his brows furrowed slightly: "Yang Chuan, as a marquis of the field camp, you are also a member of the Yulin Army, why do you want everyone to take a cold shower, but you don't go?" ”

Yang Chuan: "I want to take a hot bath." ”

Huo Quzhi: "......"

The thing held back several breaths, sat down, and poured a large bowl of slurry water into his stomach after three or two strokes.

With a 'bang', he put down his rice bowl and asked, "Why do we want to take a cold shower when you want to take a hot shower?" ”

Yang Chuan looked at Huo Quzhi with a smile: "Okay, it's no problem if you want to take a hot bath, from tomorrow, I will lead everyone to plow the field, and you will think about how to screen seeds in the future, how to arrange what should be planted in which field, and how much is the row spacing and plant spacing of wheat......

Here it is, here it is, here it is.

In the same way, if you take it out again and again, it's not authentic and boring.

"Who didn't know you could farm!"

Huo Qu cursed as if he was sick, picked up a large bowl of slurry water, and ate it slowly.

At the same time, this product is raining chopsticks, throwing off the cheeks and eating stir-fried lamb, braised pork ribs and other 'hard dishes', and is too lazy to look at Yang's pickles, Yang's mustard and Yang's pickles.

This scene finally made Yang Chuan laugh.

So, he smiled and conveyed the second 'field camp food hygiene regulations'-

From now on, the dietary standards of the Yulin Army's 'No. A Field Battalion' will be the same for officers and men, and they will be regular and quantitative; in particular, Huo Qu's illness must set an example and take the lead in implementing it.

"From today onwards, the field camp will have three meals a day, and the standards set by the military marquis must be strictly enforced."

"If you don't eat well, you are not allowed to eat."

"If you don't boil water, you are not allowed to drink it."

"Especially Huo Quai, one drink and one meal, if he violates the military order, use soft chicken feathers, pluck and draw circles in the center of his feet for two and a half hours......"

The two clues of Sima Xiangru and Master Father Yan are a small foreshadowing, and they will soon enter the next big climax.

(End of chapter)