The devil is coming

Chapter 129 The Marquis of Zhenbei
Zheng Fan didn't understand what this meant, but he was really scared.
Emperor Yan's light tone and indifferent attitude were like an abyss, making one feel flustered just by looking at him.
Xiao Liuzi once said how cold his father was. Zheng Fan had been a bit disapproving of it before. How can he be called an independent person if he is not cold?
But when he faced it in person, Zheng Fan felt that whoever fell in love with this father would probably lose his childhood.
"Zheng Shoubei, it's time to retire." Wei Zhonghe reminded Zheng Fan in a low voice.
Zheng Fan woke up and immediately said:
"My minister retire."
Wei Zhonghe accompanied Zheng Fan out of the imperial study and said:
"Zheng Shoubei, your majesty will do whatever you say. If you have time in the future, you can go to the Huxin Pavilion to see His Highness the Third Highness. The Pavilion in the Heart of the Lake is cold, and the Third Highness would feel bored there alone."
"Thank you, father-in-law, for your suggestion."
The eunuchs seemed to be greedy for money, but Zheng Fan was unprepared and felt that even if he was prepared to face Wei Zhonghe, he would not dare to go up to him to get money.
What he wants to do most now is to leave the capital and return to Cuiliu Castle.
Maybe this idea makes people feel a little hopeless, but this is Zheng Fan's first instinct.
The second instinct is:
smell good.
Wei Zhonghe did not see Zheng Fan out again, but turned around and returned to the imperial study.
Zheng Fan walked into the Royal Garden, and the fragrance began to get stronger and stronger. He deviated slightly and walked a short distance to the west. He saw a middle-aged man sitting by the pond, roasting a leg of lamb.
The middle-aged man saw Zheng Fan, waved and said:
"Hands up."
In fact, Zheng Fan guessed his identity when he saw this man.
In the entire Dayan, there are probably only three men who can roast a leg of lamb in the imperial garden and have a beard.
But right now, Marquis Jingnan is busy with the finishing work of exterminating the Tian family.
Your Majesty just met in the Imperial Study Room,
Then,
There is only one left.
It is said that after entering the capital, the man had been living in the West Garden built by the people of the Qian Kingdom ordered by the late Emperor. However, if he wanted to, it was normal for him to go to the Imperial Garden to roast a leg of lamb.
Zheng Shoubei is a little tired.
These 24 hours were truly an extremely fulfilling day.
Let’s eat roast duck with Marquis Jingnan first, and chat with Xiao Liuzi for a while.
Then he went to the prince's mansion, witnessed the intrigue between the princes, and then personally defeated the third prince.
Then he followed Marquis Jingnan home non-stop. As soon as he served the meals delivered by his servants at Tian's house, he received an order from Marquis Jingnan to exterminate his entire family.
After the family was wiped out, he was sent as a messenger and entered the palace. He had just met Emperor Yan.
As soon as I came out of the royal study, my back was wet with cold sweat. Before the sweat had evaporated, I met Zhenbei Hou who was sitting there roasting a leg of lamb.
To be honest, this plot is so fulfilling. In my previous life, I would never have dared to draw a comic like this without taking a breath. The reason is very simple. If you don't control the rhythm, can this comic be drawn long?How can I charge if I don’t draw a longer painting?
But there is no other way, the Marquis of Zhenbei is sitting there, waving for you to come over.
No matter how hard and tired you are, no matter how much you blame society, you have to go.
Zheng Fan trotted forward and squatted down without saluting.
"Shake it."
"it is good."
Having a barbecue with your boss is definitely a way to quickly build a relationship. At this time, if you are too rigid in etiquette and just salute, it will be foreign and may ruin the boss's fun of having a barbecue.
Therefore, one minute on stage can take ten years of work off stage.
After waking up, I was licked by Blind Bei and the others for more than half a year, perhaps just so that I could face these big shots one day so that I could be free to act freely.
Zheng Fan was once very curious about why the blind man and the others had to go around and lick themselves every day. It turned out that the intention was so deep.
Zheng Fan slowly shook the leg of lamb, watching the leg of lamb dripping with oil and water on the charcoal fire. The fragrance...
I was really hungry. In Xiaoliuzi Roast Duck Restaurant, Zheng Fan was busy talking to Xiaoliuzi, so he just ate a duck leg. Afterwards, he waited in Tianzhai and was taken away before he could finish his dinner. Destroy the whole family.
After a lot of fussing, I really didn’t eat much food this day.
It was almost dawn, but I didn't feel much tired. Today, everything I did and saw was exciting. I didn't feel sleepy at all, but... I was hungry.
Actually, to be honest, roasted leg of lamb is delicious, but it is difficult to make it taste as good as heaven. Just like Xiaoliuzi's roast duck, no matter how you make it into flowers, it is still a roast duck.
People who have experienced the era of abundant material life in later generations often encounter a similar problem. Sometimes when traveling and eating a local delicacy, they will most likely feel... Oh, that's it.Then happily take photos and post them on WeChat Moments.
Food is not a magic elixir. Unless you add medicine to it, there will be no special effect like the one in "The Little Master of China" where the food glows at every turn. When it comes to eating, what matters is the mood.
A large part of the factor that affects your mood is the people you eat with.
When they were in Cuiliu Fort and Hutou City, Zheng Fan liked to sit with the blind man and have porridge together in the morning. They just had a few plates of pickles and a salted duck egg. This is how a happy day begins.
Right now, this roasted leg of lamb was roasted by Zhenbei Hou himself. It was inevitable that the lamb leg would have a celebrity effect. In addition, Zheng Fan was already hungry, and Zheng Fan's desire for this lamb leg became even stronger.
The Marquis of Zhenbei was also a fastidious person. He took out some bottles and jars from his pocket, which contained salt, chili powder, cumin and other seasonings.
All aspects of cuisine in this era have not yet been fully developed, but Zhenbeihou expelled these things at once, which immediately made Zheng Fan feel like he had met a confidant.
On weekdays, except when I am with Siniang and the others, I can eat well. When I am alone outside, eating is really just to prevent myself from starving to death.
It was the pickled fish from Jingnan Hou’s family. The pickled cabbage was so dark that Zheng Fan didn’t recognize it as pickled cabbage at the first bite!
"Hey, the heat is not here yet."
The Marquis of Zhenbei took the leg of lamb from Zheng Fan and started roasting it again. People who are used to eating this kind of leg of lamb will naturally be particular about the heat.
Zheng Fan was not afraid of blaming him. Seeing that the Marquis of Zhenbei began to turn the lamb legs again, Zheng Fan picked up the bottles and jars on the ground one by one, and then began to put the seasonings in order.
Zhenbei Hou didn't say anything at first. Seeing Zheng Fan adding seasonings one after another in an orderly manner and according to time and location, he was a little surprised at first, and then said:
"Expert?"
"It's just delicious."
With Siniang and the others here, Zheng Fan naturally has sufficient conditions to eat and drink well, and Zheng Fan never thinks that it is a sin to pursue as much food and drink enjoyment as possible if conditions permit.
Just like Shatuo Queshi, if he had been there drinking boiled water and eating cold naan on the way to escort the birthday party, Shatuo Queshi probably wouldn't recognize him.
Therefore, those who love to eat will never have bad luck.
"Tsk tsk, what's your name?"
"Zheng Fan, the former captain of the Hutou City Protector School of the Beifeng County Zhenbei Army!"
"Oh, are you Zheng Fan?"
"You actually recognize me?"
"I know, I know, is it fun in Qianguo?"
“It would be more fun if there were more people.”
"Haha, how many people are needed?"
"Now, with five thousand cavalry, we can travel back and forth between the three northern counties of Qian Kingdom. If we have thirty thousand cavalry, the Qian Kingdom border army will be able to send us out of the country as a gift."
"The word gift is interesting."
"I think so."
"I remember that in Tian Wujing's brochure, you provided a strategy for attacking Qian. It advocated using cavalry regiments to annihilate the elite field troops of the Qian Kingdom in the field?"
"Yes, the Qian Kingdom's border army is severely corroded, with insufficient troops and insufficient food and pay. In the Mianzhou City I attacked before, there were actually two to three thousand Mianzhou garrison soldiers at the gate of the city, but they all used hoes instead of swords. A more convenient way to handle it. The only ones who can pose a threat to us are the servants of the generals of the Qianguo border army and the field cavalry from the three towns."
"But this is different from what you said before. In the booklet, you don't agree with cutting flesh with a soft knife."
"Whatever you ask, I will answer."
"Well, wouldn't it be too risky to kill the elite field troops of their border troops first, and then go straight to Huanglong?"
"Then let me ask you, how should the strength of my, Dayan, three armies be ranked?"
"The Zhenbei Army is undoubtedly the number one."
"Deserved."
The Zhenbei Army is well-deserved to be the strongest cavalry regiment in the East in terms of the quality of its soldiers, equipment, and actual combat experience.
"Jingnan Army, ranked second."
"Why is the Jingnan Army ranked second?" Zheng Fan asked.
The Jingnan Army only has 20 troops. Although there are [-] rear camp reserve troops, compared with the [-] Forbidden Army, it is almost half the number.
"A hundred years ago, when the war was fierce, it was normal for the Forbidden Army in Beijing to go out on expeditions. Whether they were going to the north to fight the barbarians or the south to fight the Jin and Qian countries, they were almost constantly on the move. It was even more normal to go out for one expedition and return ten years later.
Nowadays, the border has been peaceful and without war for many years, and the Forbidden Army has not moved its base for almost decades.
No matter how many people there are, no matter how gorgeous the armor is, and no matter how majestic the ceremonial guards are, they are just a showpiece and cannot compare to the fierceness of the border troops. "
"Exactly like this, if I, Dayan, can eat up all the elites of the three towns in the three northern counties of Qian Kingdom, and then attack Huanglong with a hundred thousand cavalry, even if the Qian Kingdom's Jingying camp claims to be 80, how can he pull it up?" How many capable soldiers will come out?
Even if Emperor Qian issued a decree to order soldiers and horses from all over the world, and even if many soldiers of King Qin came from all over the Qian Kingdom, their command, their quality, and their coordination would definitely be very low.
At that time, I, Da Yan, with one hundred thousand cavalry, could defeat the Jingying camp of Qian Kingdom and King Qin’s army in Shangjing of Qian Kingdom in one fell swoop. From then on, the bloody bravery of Ganren people would definitely collapse, and in my opinion, Shangjing City would be defeated Come on, it will destroy itself if you don’t attack. "
"So sure?"
"Yes."
"It's a good thing that young people are energetic. Haha, according to what you say, if we really send troops to attack Qian, in less than half a year, all the northern lands of Qian will fall into my hands."
"Yes, Qian Guo may only be able to cross the Qian River and live in the south."
"Eating too much in one sitting can easily overwhelm yourself."
"We, Dayan, only need to garrison the big city in the newly occupied territory of Qian Kingdom. Let him take the rest of the land first."
"Haha, just let him go."
Zhenbeihou did not comment further on Zheng Fan's strategy.
In fact, Zheng Fan knew that his strategy definitely met Yan Guo's current needs.
Tian Wujing killed his entire family, and the Jingnan Army went north to block the area around the capital. Although the news was blocked, Emperor Yan's purge of the Yan family had actually begun.
Maybe, starting from the early morning after dawn, it will be the moment when the butcher's knife is drawn out.
But even if you scrape the bones and cure the poison, your own deficit will definitely be huge. Victory in foreign wars is the best way to divert domestic conflicts.
Combined with the territory, national strength and population of Yan State, plus the time for the internal conflicts of Yan State to shift, and even consider the ages of Yanhuangzhen Beihou and others.
The Yan State did not have much time, and they could not afford to delay.
Looking at Qian State, what they also lack is time. If they cannot kill it with one blow and give it a chance to breathe and reform, it will be a disaster for Yan State.
Therefore, it is an inevitable choice to attack Qianguo in a "blitzkrieg" way.
On the other hand, it was also considered not to give Jin and Chu a chance to react and send troops out of fear of death.
"For roasting a leg of lamb, you not only have to consider the choice of lamb and the parts of the lamb, but you also have to consider what kind of fodder the sheep was fed before being slaughtered, what kind of charcoal to choose, and even the seasoning. No, that would lose too much flavor.
When ordinary people eat roasted mutton, they only know how to grill it over a charcoal fire, which makes it look a little too small. "
"You said so."
"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 at this time, a wolf dog came flying from the flower garden in the distance.
"Haha, this one comes right after it's baked, it's really a dog's nose."
Zheng Fan knew that this dog, which looked a bit like an enlarged version of the black-backed dog, should be the dog raised by the Marquis of Zhenbei. Moreover, the Marquis of Zhenbei not only brought it from the Marquis' Mansion to the capital but also to the palace, which is enough to show that the Marquis of Zhenbei brought it to the capital. Beihou loved it.
When the dog came closer, Zheng Fan handed it the mutton in his hand.
Unexpectedly, when the Marquis of Zhenbei saw this scene, he
Immediately scolded:
"How can there be no reason to let the beast eat first when someone hasn't eaten!"
Nima,
This is a slap in the face.
"You said it, you said it."
Zheng Fan had to eat first.
Immediately, Zhenbei Hou cut off another piece of meat and took several bites before throwing the bones with some mutton left in his hand to the wolf dog.
The wolf-dog was lying on the ground, gnawing on the bones.
"It suffers from following me. If I don't go out hunting and patrolling, I can't even take a sip of broth."
This is not because the Marquis of Zhenbei is being humble or being miserable.
Zheng Fan knew the food rules of the Zhenbei Marquis Mansion. The food standards for men in the Marquis Mansion were the same as those in the military camp.
At first, Xiaoliuzi's teacher and Eunuch Zhang couldn't stand the food in the Hou Mansion, so they asked Zheng Fan to go to the market outside to buy meat.
Unlike the Marquis of Jingnan, the Marquis of Zhenbei went to the capital and ate several roast ducks in one sitting at Quande Tower. This was probably not to flatter Xiaoliuzi, but because he was really exhausted at the Marquis Mansion and wanted to eat meat!
During a war, it would be great for a general to put on a show and have a meal with the soldiers to boost their morale.
The Marquis of Zhenbei has been living in such poverty in his own house, but he has persisted for countless years. Zheng Fan believes that people who are not really thirsty for food will not cook roast lamb in the morning. It’s about eating legs.
One abstains from food and drink, the other destroys human relations.
The reason why they give up is not to simply live the life of an ascetic so that they can get the sense of "ascension" that most people will get when they are physically hungry, but to gain more in other aspects!
At this time, Wei Zhonghe walked quickly.
Zheng Fan really thinks that Eunuch Wei is very suitable for hip-hop dancing in later generations. He shouldn't do too much moonwalking. If he were 20 years younger, Eunuch Wei's temperament would be in line with the aesthetics of later generations, and he would definitely have many fans.
Wei Zhonghe glanced at Zheng Fan first, and then looked at Zhenbei Hou, with an old face smiling like a daisy.
Road:
"Master Marquis, Your Majesty asked your servant to come to you to get some meat."
The Marquis of Zhenbei pointed at Zheng Fan and said:
"It's just a leg of lamb. I originally gave him a piece and left some bones for the dog. It was just right for me to use as a tooth sacrifice in the morning. Now there is an extra person eating it. Tell us, Your Majesty, there is not enough meat. He No more share."
Zheng Fan is grabbing the mutton in his hand to eat or not, because he is eating Emperor Yan's rations?
Wei Zhonghe immediately became anxious.
Road:
"Oh, my Lord, your Majesty knew that when you were roasting the leg of lamb here, your Majesty specially ordered the imperial kitchen to skip today's breakfast. Our Majesty is waiting for the mutton mat you roasted this morning. Let's go to court with your belly ready."
"He's not afraid of inhaling the smell of goat's milk."
"How can it be possible? Your Majesty is sitting on the dragon throne. If you want to smoke, you will only smoke the slaves."
"If I give this to him, I won't be able to eat enough."
"This servant will tell the imperial kitchen to send you another leg of lamb, Lord Marquis."
"Oh, that's all."
Zhenbeihou cut off a large piece of mutton with a knife and threw it to Wei Zhonghe.
Wei Zhonghe hurriedly stretched out his hand to catch it. As if he was afraid that the mutton would get cold, he took his moonwalk again and ran back to the imperial study room as fast as he could.
"You go on and eat yours."
Zhenbeihou pointed at Zheng Fan and said.
"Yes, Lord Hou."
The person who called me before was you and claimed to be "I". Now that Wei Zhonghe has called him Marquis, he has to change his words.
Marquis Zhenbei inserted his knife into the remaining mutton.
Road:
"Do you know why I don't compete with your Majesty for this mutton?"
"I don't dare to say it in a humble position."
"You are also interesting. I asked you about the leg of mutton. Why don't you dare to tell me?
Well, if you can speak well and satisfy me, haha, my town seems to be lacking a general. "
Zheng Fan took a deep breath,
blinked,
Shaking the piece of mutton in his hand,
He deliberately said in a very vicissitudes of tone:
"My family has a poor foundation. We only have a leg of lamb. We already don't have enough to eat. What's the point of fighting over it?"
(End of this chapter)