Chapter 9: Going to the Feast
There is a good thing in the ninth year of Zhenguan, the spring flood did not make Dajiang angry, at least the summer grain is guaranteed. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info I just don't know if the heavy rain in summer and autumn will make the Yangtze River turn over directly.
"Hey!"
Zhang De, who got up early to practice bench press, did a set, then got up and wiped his sweat. He believed in his own immunity more than in the "miracle doctor" of the Tang Dynasty...... So, no matter what others think, he insists on exercising every day.
"Lang Jun."
Zhang Songbai was holding the sword on the side, and when he saw Zhang De getting up, he stepped forward and handed the long sword with both hands.
"Hmm."
took the sword, and it was another set of two-handed swords that opened and closed, and the tender green leaves in the courtyard were immediately swept and fluttered wildly. changed his breath and was about to come to another group, but he heard the sound of the rooster announcing the dawn, so he stopped, and then said to Zhang Songbai: "Change clothes." ”
"Lang Jun wants salted chicken for breakfast?"
"Get some pickled turnips."
"Yes."
There are rock sugar, Sichuan pepper, Hetao round-headed radish, and Tubo millet pepper, why doesn't he make some Bashu-style kimchi? Refreshing and delicious.
After taking a shower and changing into casual clothes, the white jade on his head was also wiped shiny, and then he arrived in the middle hall and began to eat breakfast.
Other virgins mostly avoid or eat alone.
However, Zhang De let Zheng Wan and Bai Jie eat together in a big way, and the Silla maid who came from Chang'an was naturally not surprised, but the local maid who maintained the property here was wide-eyed and speechless in shock.
Breakfast is porridge with red beans and red dates, and the side dishes include pickled snow mushrooms, salted duck eggs, salted eggs, Sichuan-style pickled radish, spicy chicken legs, and wild vegetable dumplings.
In addition to going to banquets, Zhang De doesn't drink alcohol on weekdays, so he doesn't have any alcohol, but he still has a small can of warm sweet mash, and there are egg flowers in it, which are eaten by the woman.
After breakfast, Zheng Wan and Bai Jie retired, and Zhang De took out a famous thorn that was given yesterday, frowning slightly.
The name thorn was indeed the same as he had guessed at first, it was Shaw's.
But it's not exactly Xiao's, because this thorn has something to do with King Ren Cheng.
But Zhang De couldn't understand why King Ren Cheng was involved with the Xiao family.
"Lang Jun, are you going to go to the Iron Staff Temple to worship today?"
Zhang Songbai asked.
"Hmm."
Zhang De nodded, and then asked him in an inquiring tone, "Qilang, you went to see that military man yesterday, have you ever seen other acquaintances?" ”
"Lang Jun means ......"
"Qilang is in Chang'an, and the family of King Rencheng, can you meet each other?"
"Sometimes, there is, it's just the twelve guards playing, and there are no clan families."
"That's weird......"
A stomach full of questions, it seems that they can't be solved.
How could the people of the Xiao family be involved with Li Daozong? This is really out of touch.
"Lang Jun has doubts? If so, don't go to this banquet. ”
"It's okay, if you don't go, how can you solve my doubts?"
"When will Lang Jun go?"
"Go at the time of the unitary."
After giving some instructions, Zhang De went to the Hanyang Tangkou of the SF. The accounts were checked yesterday, and today we want to see the entry and exit of materials, as well as the progress of the first phase of the project in Yongxing County.
The most important thing in the whole region is actually Yongxing County. Lao Zhang clearly remembers that his old friend of the mechanical port had to wash coal here, and the reserves at that time were more than 300 million tons, anthracite!
Coal burning is an important pillar in the construction of the country's largest construction site, even if there is no iron mine, coal burning must be available.
Now that the situation of three towns has not been formed, Yun Mengze can occasionally flow out one or two dwarf rhinoceros that are about to become extinct at any time. That's it, a lake not far from Hankou also found a family of Chinese alligators......
Although the Chinese alligator can only bite dead ducks and has little lethal threat to people, it is difficult to guarantee that this group of stupid reptiles will have a gigantism, so Zhang De still asked people to arrest them all quickly, and in the next few months, they will become bags and gloves and leather boots.
There was still some time before the sun went down, and at about five o'clock, Zhang De rode the black wind brought from Chang'an and went straight to the place where he went to the banquet.
Along the way, the people in Hanyang City looked sideways, probably never seen such a high-headed horse swaggering through the city of Chang'an visitors.
Now that Zhang De has grown up, he is riding a horse with black and shiny fur, and there are fierce warriors on the left and right, and the people with side eyes have avoided it, and the effect is comparable to that of a clean street tiger.
"The governance of Cangzhou is still much stronger than that of Cangzhou."
After all, it is an important town, and I don't know how many heroes and heroes in the late Han Dynasty are here to sink into the sand and hate on the spot. Sun Liu Cao took turns to rise and perish in this place, which is also a very strange thing.
"This is it."
Zhang De looked up and saw that in Hanyang Dongcheng, just a foot away from Suzaku Street, there was a very comfortable market, during which the houses were extremely exquisite, and it was by no means an ordinary house.
All the way over, I never reported my home, but just took out the famous thorn and passed directly through the square. The pawns who checked lowered their heads one by one, not daring to look around, and after Zhang De brought people in, they breathed a sigh of relief, straightened their waists, and continued to inspect.
"It's a downtown courtyard?"
Lao Zhang was stunned for a moment, these days, there are still such idle people? From the inside out, there is a faint smell of Wei and Jin's stupid forks.
Needless to say, this must and must be Shaw's.
Li Daozong, doesn't he know this person? Back then, the black money partnership in Hedong, Hebei Province was simply a gluttony with a big appetite, how could there be such a faint interest.
Probably knowing that he was coming, the door of the courtyard opened, and there was an old man standing at the door, and a lean man standing next to him, who was known to Zhang Songbai.
"the father, my master has been waiting for a long time."
The old man stepped forward and was about to lead the horse to support the saddle, Zhang De hurriedly turned over and dismounted, and said with a panicked face, "How dare you let the old gentleman do this." ”
After speaking, Zhang De said again: "Heifeng doesn't like to tie horses, and I hope the old gentleman will forgive me." ”
"Kicking the clouds, I've heard about it for a long time, and I can see it today, how fortunate it is."
The old man was not annoyed by this, but was a little happy.
Zhang De is also a little strange now, look at this rhythm, should he still be an acquaintance? Otherwise, if the horse he brought is not tethered, he will definitely be considered a villain. If this is a shock and hurt, is it the guest's own or the host's?
So Zhang De patted Hei Fengliu: "Play by yourself, don't go far." ”
Hei Feng snorted, stood honestly next to the tethered horse pile, and ate the beans that Zhang Songbai held to him with taste.
After welcoming Zhang De in, he didn't ask much about who the old man's master was.
After passing through the triple gate and through a patio, we arrived at a large hall. In the center of the hall is the "Eight Immortals Table" created by Poly, although the Eight Immortals have not yet been born......
Mahogany sofa, Taishi chair, glass fish tank, glass lampshade...... There are all kinds of novelties that should be there.
Zhang De is even more strange, is this a die-hard fan of Lao Tzu?
Just as he was wondering, he heard a crisp female voice like a bell: "Zhang Caozhi!" I'm afraid you have forgotten the good things Cangzhou has done! You beast! ”