Chapter 1: Bad News

At this time, it was already close to the wax moon, the cold wind blew through the already bare branches, and the snotty baby began to put on the jacket changed by the adult, and happily rode the bamboo horse and made noise. Lao He squatted next to the well water, while brushing the work in his hands, while smiling and watching these babies make trouble, he likes children when he is old, and his grandson was taken back to his parents' house by his wife to live for a few days, otherwise he must be wrapped in stubbornness among these babies.

It's rare that there have been no troops in the past two years, and the taxes have been exempted a lot, so the days of this big Zhouzhuang are also better, the countryside is secluded, only the fifteenth day of the new year sells meat, usually it is a treat and only tofu rice, the Zhao butcher at the entrance of the village saw that the fifteen killed a pig less than noon even the bones were wrapped round, so he killed a big fat pig in seventeen, at this time Lao He happened to catch up with the trip, so that he said that the cage of pig lungs was bought.

This pig lung was originally in the water and the like, and it couldn't be sold for the price of meat, but after washing and scrubbing, peel a few green skin radishes that stumbled over the donkey and cut them into pieces, and then throw them in and stew them with the pig lungs, the heart and lung soup tastes hot and steaming, and there is no difference between the big pot stew, the taste is still like fatty meat, and the price is much worse than pork, so it has always been a hot item.

However, Lao He was a wounded soldier who had been in peace for three years, retired and settled in Da Zhouzhuang, and became the head of a post station. When he was a big-headed soldier, he traveled south and north, but it was another way to know the pig's lungs.

That is, the fresh pig lungs are brushed clean, and after the water is dried, the air is blown through the throat, and the pig lungs are patted with your hands while blowing. Make it expand, and then adjust the appropriate amount of salt, spices, chili noodles and garlic paste with warm boiled water into a paste, pour it into it from the throat of the pig's lungs, while filling, shaking, blowing, while patting, after filling, tie the throat tightly with twine, dry it like bacon, and after two or three months it is cooked and sliced and eaten, the taste is very good, and the wine is even more fragrant and good.

At this time, Lao He was busy scrubbing the pig's lungs. Caught off guard, I heard someone shouting at the official road at the entrance of the village. Startled, he hurriedly stood up and looked out, and saw that there was indeed a young official leading the horse, and his face was full of anxiety at the door of the post station. This is nine cold days. The faces were all smeared with grease. Otherwise, when the wind blows against this knife, it will be full of blood. So the official's face also looked blurry, Lao He was thinking about what was worth using to hurry up at this time, but he didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly wiped his hand on his clothes twice and rushed over.

When he had checked the documents and made sure that everything was correct, the man knew what was going on, and threw a white and shiny ingot over and said in a deep voice:

"Don't fool people by hiding the foal that has been tucked away, and bring your crushed cattle over. โ€

Lao He saw that the thing that was thrown over was nothing else, it was clearly a small silver ingot of two taels, full of color, and he immediately couldn't close his mouth.

No wonder there are magpies making trouble in the treetops and branches this morning, with this windfall, the famine pulled down a year ago must be cleaned, not to mention, you can also cut two catties of fat meat three fingers thick, smoked to live a fat year. Hearing the young official say the "crushing livestock" under the sea, he naturally nodded and went back, pulling his throat and shouting:

"Erniu, go and bring the grandfather Daqing next to the wheat field. โ€

In this post station, there is often a good horse to transmit emergency military information, so it is also known as the pressure circle, but with the two years of no war, the people of the post station have long thrown this regulation to the back of their heads, Lao He is also a poisonous eyes, up and down looked at this official, and saw that he was wearing a pair of thin fast square toe boots, the clothes were a black cotton shirt with an open placket, and the green cloth pants were good, and the hands and feet were neatly tied, and they were tied with hemp rope, which looked very clean and neat.

This Lao He also ushered in the delivery of a lot of things, and judged in his heart that most of this person was a first-class guy running under the door of the big business inn, and he was one step away from the shopkeeper, and he was full of enthusiasm for the future, and he estimated that there was any urgent business situation to be sent out, which was related to the entry and exit of tens of thousands of silver, so he spent a lot of money to make a match in the army, and put on the idea of a stagecoach.

This thing Lao He has not seen too much in the past two years, in short, he has the benefits, of course, he will not say anything more, he is also a clever person, seeing this official in the dust, it is estimated that he is also in a hurry day and night, I don't know how long the road has not been hot soup under the stomach, so he is very attentive to say that the horse has just eaten soybeans and forage, and has to drink some water to nourish his strength, his own stove is still hot, do you want to deal with the two, see the guest nodded, then smiled and went to his house to make his daughter-in-law busy.

It didn't take long to see Lao He smiling and walking out with a big bowl, this bowl looks like a small basin, but it is the famous local Yaoxian blue and white coarse porcelain bowl. Although the surface of this old bowl is a little stunned at a glance. However, there is a kind of simplicity and honesty in the bones, just like the temperament of the locals, the bowl is deep and round, and its capacity is at least seven or eight small bowls for ordinary meals.

The bowl is full of thick noodles, and this local noodle is a real thing. It is thicker, wider and longer than one might think, and its shape resembles a trouser belt tied around the waist. However, the white noodles are topped with red oil and chili peppers, reddish-brown soy sauce, vinegar, snow-white salt, sprinkled with green coriander (i.e. coriander) and chopped green onions, and topped with golden poached eggs.

In fact, Lao He judged many aspects very accurately, such as Lin Fengjin was indeed in a hurry at this time, and he really didn't know how long Lu Dao had not had a hot soup in his stomach, in fact, after Lin Fengjin came out of the Yunwu Mountain, he rested for a while, and then began to return to Yedu.

However, when he could already see Yedu, he suddenly came up from behind with a fast horse from Xijing, the capital of the Middle Tang Dynasty, and the person on this fast horse was a dark line arranged by Lin Fengjin in advance, and it was impossible to use it until it was urgent.

The people who were about to bring a piece of news, a piece of news that made Lin Fengjin look abrupt.

Li Jian, the king of the Tang Dynasty, was seriously ill and could not see things, and had been diagnosed with "wind disease!!

Lin Fengjin knew very well that wind disease was a stroke! Cerebral hemorrhage! A disease that directly has a fatal effect on the brain, and the mortality rate is very high, and even if he survives, according to Li Jian's age, most of them will be paralyzed.

It is absolutely impossible for a dignified king of a country to let a person who is inarticulate and has no way to take care of himself, so the crown prince's accession to the throne is almost a sure thing.

But when Lin Fengjin was in Xijing, he stood on the opposite side of the prince!

What's more, in order to eliminate Li Jian's suspicions, Lin Fengjin also moved his eldest mother, second mother and third mother over as hostages! ! Although these three are not Lin Fengjin's biological mothers, they have nothing under their knees, so their love for Lin Fengjin is absolutely sincere, and their feelings for Lin Fengjin are the same as a mother's treatment of her son, there is no falsehood.

In such a situation, once the crown prince ascends the throne smoothly, the first thing must be to reward him lavishly, and the second thing is to settle old accounts!

In fact, these two things should have been carried out at the same time, because if the old accounts are not settled, the new monarch will ascend the throne, and everything will be wasted, and everywhere will be the time when money is needed, where will there be the silver to reward the meritorious heroes, and where will the official positions be rewarded to the meritorious heroes?

Lin Fengjin's only hope is that Li Jian's fourth son, Li Bai, the king of Qin, will not be too cowardly, so he will admit it and wait to be killed! You must know that no matter how he reacts, even if he is tied up now, the prince will definitely not let him go, and he only hopes that he can unite with He Guifei and Wu Qinghou, and fight back frantically in the endโ€”โ€”

It doesn't matter whether their counterattack is successful or not, the most important thing is that the prince should not have the leisure to take care of his family in Xijing to vent his anger before he gets rid of them, which is the most important thing.

According to Lin Fengjin's understanding of Li Bai, his personality is like a mad dog, so he immediately rushed to Xijing day and night, and the chance of moving his family away should be quite large, and this matter can only be handled by Lin Fengjin in person for Xijing, which is already turbulent at this time.

This is already the fourth day of Lin Fengjin's galloping horse, the skin on the inside of his legs has long been worn out, these three days and four nights Lin Fengjin has slept for less than four hours, and all he eats is a big cake with cold water, at this time, this Lao He brought up this big bowl of steaming thick noodles to Lin Fengjin's attraction can be imagined, and suddenly squatted on the threshold next to him, and snorted and eaten, the fragrant and spicy noodles made his tears and snot fall, but his mouth couldn't stop, and the whole person was also sweating!

The last few mouthfuls of noodles were reluctantly bitten and left to the last poached egg, and then sucked the last few mouthfuls of noodles into his mouth and chewed them with a "squeak", Lin Fengjin suddenly felt refreshed, and the fatigue seemed to be swept away, he stood up and stretched his waist comfortably, and let Lao He fill half a bowl of hot noodle soup to blow and drink, only to feel that although this meal is not worth a few dollars, it is unprecedentedly luscious and comfortable, and it is more fragrant than any delicacies from the mountains and seas.

It was at this time that Lin Fengjin's heart suddenly moved, only to feel that there seemed to be an invisible chain in his body that was broken with a click, he immediately looked inward, and immediately found that the bottleneck that had shackled him for a long time was successfully crossed, and the epiglottis (suction door) and stomach (cardia gate) in the seven chong doors were actually crossed, and his long-stagnant demon life luck unit also began to rise and soar slowly, from the upper limit of forty-three units, to break through the fifty mark, and the last one stayed at fifty-four unitsใ€‚ (To be continued......)