The Most Romantic of the Three Kingdoms

Neither Xun Zhen wanted to offend them, but there was only one way before them. It was better to offend one than two, so he had no choice but to agree to Zhou Xun. After leaving the courtyard, Huang Zhong couldn't figure it out and asked, "This noble man How is this?"

"..., probably his family style is like this."

Huang Zhong didn't understand. Xun Zhen did not explain any further.

Zhou Xie's grandfather, Zhou Xie, received five or six times of conscription and eviction in a row, but he refused to accept it. Zhou Xun's father also did not work. His grandfather was like this for two generations. He heard and heard it, and he would inevitably be affected. In addition, the current eunuchs are in power, and the party members are imprisoned. Compared with the previous years when Liang Ji was in the dynasty, he looked down on the people who came to Beijing happily because of a ban. Yuan Fen is also reasonable.

Huang Zhong finished the meal, and Chen Bao's helper brought it into the house. There are people in and out of the hospital, and they can no longer eat in the hospital.

One bowl of bean soup, two wheat cakes, one plate of pickled vegetables, and one plate of bean paste are placed in wooden bowls and plates and placed on the bamboo table. The food is far from rich, but compared to the poor people in the village, it is already heavenly.

Cheng Yan had a big appetite, so he took the vegetables and sauce, finished the wheat cake in three or two mouthfuls, picked up the bowl, drank the bean soup cleanly, wiped his mouth, and looked at the meal on the other's case.

Fan Shang ate slowly and chewed slowly, as if deliberately seducing him, picking up the wheat cake and shaking it from time to time. Cheng Yan swallowed his saliva, turned his head angrily, picked up the wooden plate, brought it to his mouth, and licked the remaining sauce and vegetables. Xun Zhen couldn't stand it anymore, so she broke half of her oatmeal cake, handed it to him, and said, "Okay, okay. Let's eat this, don't lick it..." After holding back, she didn't say a word. Say it, "How do you look like a dog."

Chen Bao smiled and said, "Jun Xun, don't pay attention to him. It's like this every time. After eating your own, you can look at others."

The wheat cakes are steamed with bran-removed wheat flour and water. Huang Zhong always steams enough at one time, and now he is steamed three days ago. Cool and hard. Xu Mu's teeth were not good, so Xu Ji broke her into small pieces and soaked them in the soup.

The soup is pure bean soup, without any condiments, it is not good to drink. The wheat cakes and bean soup are tasteless, and the sauce and pickles are all the food. Mother Xu likes to eat the sauce very much. She only ate half of the cake, and the pickles didn't move much, but she almost finished the sauce.

Seeing that Cheng Yan devoured half of the cake that Xunzhen gave him, she gave him another half of the cake, and the remaining cake was divided into two halves and given to Xu Ji and Xun Zhen respectively. Cheng Yan didn't hesitate, just took it and ate it. Xun Zhen declined for a while, but she became unhappy and said, "Azhen, do you think this old woman is dirty?"

"How could it be? Your old man hasn't eaten much in the past two days. I see it in my eyes and worry about it in my heart."

"At my age, how much can I eat? You are both male husbands. You have to eat enough to have strength."

"Okay, okay. It's all up to you, mom!" Xun Zhen pretended to be helpless and couldn't tell her, and reached out to catch the cake. The old lady smiled happily.

The "Xin Candle" had been lit for a long time, choking the nose and eyes, and when everyone finished eating, Xun Zhen arranged accommodation. Chen Bao offered to go to the main room to guard Wu Gui, but Xun Zhen did not want to sleep with too many people, so she decided to go with Chen Bao. ——Wu Gui was tied tightly and thrown on the ground in the main room. His mouth was blocked because he hated him crying for mercy.

Chen Bao pulled out two mats and spread them on the floor of the main room. The house that Huang Zhong lived in, because he often cleaned it, was cleaner than the house where Du Mai and others lived, so he let it out and asked Mother Xu and Xu Ji to stay there. Everyone packed up their bowls and plates and went to rest.

...

Before going to sleep, Xun Zhen went out and turned around.

Those entourages who remained outside the hospital set up a fire in the wild, and were buzzingly eating around the fire. They also eat cakes, but the dishes are much better. The stomach, meat sauce and other items should be taken out of the car. As for Zhou Xun in the backyard, there had long been slaves who set up a fire in the backyard and specialized in cooking. ——They disliked the kitchen in the pavilion, which was messy and small, and were not willing to use it.

Although Zhou Xun, Jinyi Slave, and the first questioning slave with a spear and horseman were either aloof, or arrogant, or arrogant, they did not look at Xun Zhen directly, but it did not mean that Zhou Xun's entourage and servants were all such people. Someone saw Xun Zhen and called out loudly, "Master Ting! Have you eaten? If you haven't, come and use it together."

Xun Zhen smiled and shook her head, and said, "I've already eaten it, so please take it easy."

Another person said: "Yo, 'slow use'! Wen Crepe, has Mr. Ting ever read?"

"When I was young, I skimmed through a few books."

It was dark and no one was on the road. The night sky is vast, and the fields are vast. If you look at it from a distance, this pile of raging flames is just like a firefly; if you look at it from a distance, it is even more invisible. In this world, the group of people in front of them is like a drop in the ocean.

Feel the noise in the vicinity and the silence in the distance, feel the firelight in the vicinity and the vast night in the distance. Standing at the gate of the courtyard, there is an endless field in front of him, and a quaint and clumsy house behind him.

The wind blows through the clothes, and the coolness is deep. The starry sky above his head is vast. He looked at the group of bold men by the fire, thinking about his blood connection with them; he listened to their different accents from those of future generations, and remembered how different he was from them. He remembered his deliberate pleas in front of Xu's mother, and for a moment, his unforgettable past life flashed through his mind like a picture scroll.

He also has friends, he also has family, but they are all in the hereafter, not at this time. Xun Zhen suddenly felt lonely again.

He looked up at the sky with emotion, the world changes, and the starry sky lasts forever. Those stars, these stars, since ancient times, how many people have seen them for the first time? How many autumn wind painting fans have you seen? How many heroes have you seen rise, and how many heroes have you seen twilight?

Time does not stop, rolling forward.

He came here from the afterlife, and he will eventually be overwhelmed by time. He looks at the world with the eyes of the ancients, and he will be regarded as the ancients by future generations. Life is like a white horse passing through a gap. You can't hold it, and you can't keep it. What should you ask for? In this chaotic future, he can only strive to achieve "suxing and sleeping at night, not born in the world. Being clear and wise, so as to protect his body"?

He raised his head to look up at the sky and was filled with emotion. Is this starry sky, that sky, the sky or the yellow sky?

"Thousands of ages come before, and ages are behind. There is nothing in the middle of me!"

This is his favorite poem in his previous life, which is used to describe the majestic starry sky in front of him.

"Mr. Tingchang, what are you looking at?"

"Sir" is an honorific title for readers. The speaker used this word to address Xun Zhen, and it was a joke without malicious intent.

Xun Zhen retracted his thoughts from the vast starry sky and pulled his associations away from the long river of time, just like a person who fell from a cliff. After weightlessness, he felt the honesty and solidity of the earth again. He smiled and said, "I didn't see anything. ... The door of the pavilion has to be closed at night. If you want to use water, you'd better go to the backyard to call now."

The people by the fire didn't care whether he closed the door or not, anyway, there were their people in the house. One person said, "There's enough water in the morning, enough for tomorrow morning. The pavilion chief, if you want to close the door, just close it."

Xun Zhen returned to the hospital, closed the door, and when she walked to the door of the house, she heard singing and the accompaniment of hitting lacquer bowls with chopsticks from outside the hospital. He listened carefully, and heard the singing: "In the southeast corner of the sunrise, look at my Qin family building. The Qin family has a good girl, and she calls herself Luo Fu."

The song is "Mo Shang Sang". This song had not been sung when Xun Zhen had just crossed over. It has been sung over the past few years and has become very popular. Although the song is about love, the singing is desolate, forming a strange contrast with the night and starlight.

Until Xun Zhen lay down on the seat, the singing outside the pavilion did not stop. Accompanied by the singing, he fell asleep unconsciously.

...

Early the next morning, Zhou Xun left without even having a meal.

Before leaving, the Jinyi slave took out a bag of money and gave it to him like a charity. Xun Zhen declined. The Jinyi slave said proudly: "Whether it's your business or not, it's my family's business." He directly threw the money bag in front of the door of the Tingshe, and left with his chest and belly up.

When meeting nobles and officials staying overnight, pavilion chiefs and pavilion soldiers are often humiliated. Chen Fan, a famous scholar in Runan, once passed the Juling Pavilion in Linying, and his servant beat up a pavilion. Juling Pavilion is very close to Fanyang Pavilion, only twenty or thirty miles away.

Of course, some pavilions are very arrogant and will fight back immediately after being insulted. There have been cases where pavilion leaders murdered and fled because of unbearable humiliation. The pavilion leader of Juling Pavilion was also very tough. At the door of the pavilion, all of Chen Fan's entourage were received, beaten one by one, and even planned to tie Chen Fan up.

——This pavilion is tough enough, but unfortunately the offender is wrong. Who is Chen Fan? Known as "not afraid to force Chen Zhongju", he is the "protector" of the famous party members all over the world. One can imagine the final fate of this person: he was killed by the county magistrate.

Xun Zhen stared at the purse on the ground for a while.

Du Mai, Huang Zhong, Chen Bao, Cheng Yan and others were all by his side.

Cheng Yan was rough and didn't care about the Jinyi slave's actions, nor did he pay attention to Xun Zhen, he just looked eagerly at the leaving chariot and horses, his eyes swirling on the entourage's mounts, spears and sabres.

Chen Bao carefully observed his expression and said softly, "Xun Jun?"

Xun Zhen looked away from the purse and smiled, "Pick up the money."

Chen Bao didn't move, and asked again, "Mr. Xun?"

Huang Zhong sighed and said, "What we're doing is the work that was sent to us. The Zhou family is not bad, at least they are concerned about the dignity of the aristocratic family. Xun Jun, I don't know if you have just come to take office. The most difficult thing to serve is not These aristocratic families are not high-ranking officials, but county officials and county officials with a hundred stone or two hundred stone." He babbled, "Xunjun, if you want to say that you are true. What can't you do? You have to come and be the pavilion leader who suffers and suffers!"

Through the contact with Xun Zhen these days, Huang Zhong felt that he was a kind person, so he forgot his identity for a while and said the second half of the words.

Du Mai nodded again and again, expressing his approval, not knowing whether he agreed with the first half or the second half of what Huang Zhong said.

Xun Zhen didn't answer him, but smiled and said, "Pick up the money. It's been two or three days since I came to the pavilion, and I haven't seen any meat in the whole day. Thanks to this Zhou family slave, tonight I've never seen any meat. Have a dental feast."

Most of the chickens raised in the chicken coop are hens, which are used to lay eggs, and people in the pavilion are reluctant to eat them.

Fan Shang waited for his words, stepped forward, couldn't wait to pick up the purse, felt the weight, shook it, heard the jingling inside, and smiled happily: "A lot of money!"

"'Tooth sacrifice'? The word Xunjun is really interesting. Is it a sacrifice for the teeth? Also, you have to pass through the teeth when you eat meat and drink. You can't treat it badly." Chen Bao said with a smile to ease the atmosphere, and then Said, "Speaking of which~www.novelmt.com~ Xun Jun said that the day before you came, I would hold a reception banquet for you. It has been delayed until today and it has not been done. Otherwise, I will order some more wine and drink it at night. point?"

Cheng Yan immediately withdrew his attention, stopped looking at the Zhou family cavalry slaves and warriors who were far away, and said, "Drinking?"

Xun Zhen asked him, "Do you want to drink?"

"miss!"

"Then have a drink. . . . I saw a pot of Zhongshan Dong Brew in the bomb room in Andingli yesterday. You go and ask them where they bought it." "Zhongshan Dong Brew" is a famous wine , produced in Zhongshan, Hebei, a long way, rare in Yingyin.

"It's done!" Chen Bao responded cheerfully, grabbed the purse, swayed it, and said with a heavy smile, "The big slave is very generous, and the money is quite a lot, enough to drink a lot."

The purse was snatched away before it was warm. Fan Shang grinned and couldn't help saying: "The night before, didn't you say you paid for meat and wine? This money was given to us by nobles, Can't be confused."

Chen Bao ignored him and said to Xun Zhen, "There is no big market in Benting today. If you want to buy meat, you have to go to a neighboring town. Xunjun, why don't I go now?"

"Okay."

Chen Bao went to the courtyard to lead the horse out and was about to leave. Huang Zhong stopped him: "Don't forget to come back and go to Chunli to buy some **** and garlic, and buy some vegetables if you have any." The vegetables in the six li of Fanyang Pavilion are the best grown in Chunli.

"Got it." Chen Bao went down the steps and galloped on his horse.

Huang Zhong babbled to himself: "There are still a few eggs left. Steaming is a dish. ... Oh, I forgot to ask A Bao to buy some more sauce." Everyone laughed, and Cheng Yan said, "Old Huang , you're getting more and more verbose, it's really old."

"Long-winded? If I'm not too long-winded, can you have two delicious meals a day?"

Everyone laughed. Xun Zhen concealed his thoughts and smiled. He looked into the distance, the sky was high and the clouds were clear, the blue fields were vast, and the Zhou family's carriage and horses were drifting away.