There is a big cauldron on the long street every few dozen steps, the fire under the pot is blazing, the meat in the pot is overflowing, Han Yue holds the little girl and strides to the nearest place. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

At this time, it was already three poles in the morning, and the people had worked all morning, and they all felt hungry, and many people lined up around the cauldron to eat.

The guy was so busy that no matter who came, he would shout and say loudly: "Don't squeeze it, our lord said, free meals for five days, as long as the people in the city come and eat, the big pot of stewed meat is enough......"

"Hey, hey, you stinky boy, starving to death? You swallowed such a big bowl of meat in a few bites, why didn't you burn you? Come here and serve you another bowl, eat slowly this time, look at your useless cowardice, you will die of hunger if you don't die......"

This gang of men has a fierce face, scolding and scolding in his mouth, but the people around him let out bursts of honest smiles from time to time, holding dishes and chopsticks and waiting in line obediently.

Some people are disgusting and kind-hearted, also known as knife-mouthed tofu hearts, and the guy is obviously this kind of person.

Han Yue walked all the way with the little girl in his arms, his eyes swept over everyone, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart. The people who ate around the cauldron were all the people who followed him in the early days, and none of the Han slaves rescued this time.

It's not that they're not hungry, it's that they don't dare to come and eat.

"The shackles of the human heart are more terrible than the real cage." Han Yue sighed again, hugged the little girl and squeezed to the side of the pot.

The guy in charge of the stew was bowing his head to serve people a meal, and he felt that someone was actually crowded, and the guy didn't want to open his mouth and scolded: "Get out of line, hundreds of thousands of people in Shenyang City, who did you dare to cut the queue when eating?" Your behavior is simply to discredit our marquis, get out, line up in the back to ......"

The guy looked up while scolding, and when he saw Han Yue's smiling face, the guy was stunned, and his eyes almost bulged out.

"I scolded Hou Ye, I actually scolded Hou Ye!" The man's lips trembled, and he raised his hand to slap himself twice.

He already had a fierce face, and after he was stunned, he looked more and more hideous, and the little girl in Han Yue's arms was frightened, and said with a crying voice: "We are not here to steal food, uncle, don't beat people." ”

The little girl was kind in her heart, hugged Han Yue's neck while crying, and continued to plead with her husband: "Please don't blame the big brother, it's the girl who feels very hungry, and the big brother wants to bring me to eat meat." Yaya will be very well-behaved in the future, no longer clamoring for meat, Yaya will give you the cake as an apology......"

Between crying and crying, he reluctantly took out the cake hidden in his arms, hoping to get his husband's forgiveness.

Later, her grandfather ran over in a hurry, knelt down for the guy without thinking about it, and said loudly: "Please spare your life, please spare your life." ”

At the time of the Turkic steppe, the identity of the Hannu was not comparable to that of a sheep, and anyone could be killed by hand.

The people around looked at each other, and the expression on the man's face was even more exciting, he stood there stunned for a long time, and only after a long time did he squeeze out a sneer: "Master Hou, what are you trying to make trouble about?" This little lady is your... Your... Your godsister you just received? ”

The guy originally wanted to talk about the concubine he had just received, but the words came to his lips and suddenly held back, just because the girl was too young, no matter how she looked at it, she would not be more than ten years old, and her face was yellow and thin, so Hou Ye should not be able to look at it.

Han Yue laughed angrily at this nonsense, stepped forward and raised his foot, and scolded: "What nonsense, hurry up and find a bowl for this Hou Ye to serve rice." ”

The guy was kicked on the buttocks, and immediately grinned, nodded and said, "Okay, Master Hou, wait a minute, I'll serve you dinner." "Master Hou is willing to kick people, which means that he is not angry, the guy rubbed his buttocks, feeling that he has earned it.

scolded Hou Ye, only one kick, this matter is enough for him to blow for more than half a year, and when he goes home from work tonight, he will definitely greet a group of friends and friends to have a drink, so that everyone knows and knows his ability to be the third king.

"Hmph, there are not many guys in the world who can be kicked by Hou Ye, I envy you to death."

The more the man thought about it, the more proud he became, and while rubbing his buttocks, he found a clean big bowl, and carefully wiped it with his cuffs, until the bottom of the bowl was shiny, and then he talked about stirring the big spoon in the pot for a long time, carefully looking for the fattest meat.

"Don't be fat, you want to be thin......" Han Yue sighed, he really couldn't stand the people of this era, and he always felt that fat meat was delicious.

The little girl lay in his arms and swallowed saliva, and whispered: "Big brother, what is the taste of meat, I heard that it is delicious?" ”

Han Yue felt a pain in his heart, looking at the little girl's bright eyes, although her face was dirty and full of dirt, Han Yue couldn't help but kiss it.

"The meat tastes good, you'll be able to taste it later." He touched the little girl's head, and turned his head to see that the man had already filled a large bowl of lean meat, and was standing cautiously waiting beside him. Han Yue took the bowl and said, "The weather is cold these days, put a little more meat when you cook, don't be afraid of empty stocks, this marquis has just transferred another million catties of marching meat from the Central Plains, enough for everyone to eat for half a year." ”

"A million pounds? How much does that cost? The surrounding people were dumbfounded, and the man swallowed his saliva unconsciously, and a voice suddenly sounded in his mind, which was the words boasted to him by distant relatives when he first came to Shenyang City: "Our Hou Ye is famously rich, but he is also a well-known loser, he spends money faster than the water of the big river, and he can't spend it all." ”

In fact, where Han Yue transferred the marching meat from the Central Plains, it was completely exchanged by him from the system, and now that the snow is covering the mountains and the sky is freezing, where is there a way to transfer materials to the Central Plains.

300,000 people, plus 150,000 Han slaves, the daily rations consumed is a huge expense, and Han Yue's scalp is a little numb now.

One thing he didn't know was that Li Shimin had adopted Li Tai's suggestion and had decided to send another 550,000 people out of the customs to make up a million people for his Shenyang city.

Now the decree is on the way!

"Big brother, can you let my grandfather get up from the ground?" The little girl suddenly spoke weakly, Han Yue was slightly stunned, and then remembered that the old man was still kneeling on the ground.

He held the girl in one hand and the big bowl in the other, obviously he couldn't pull the old man, a few people next to him were very eye-catching, ran up and carefully helped the old man up, someone whispered: "Don't be afraid, our Hou Ye is kind-hearted, Shenyang City is not a bully, you used to suffer in the Turks, and now God has opened his eyes and let you come to Shenyang City, which is the best home in Datang......"

The old man was supported by a few people, and his body was still a little trembling, but he felt the kindness in everyone's words, and the fear in his heart weakened slightly.

"Amitabha, blessed by the Buddha, we finally met a kind-hearted person!" The old man suddenly folded his hands and said with a reverent face.

Everyone was stunned, Han Yue's wrist flicked lightly in the distance, he glanced back at the old man, turned his head and began to carefully feed the little girl meat.

Han Yue didn't say anything, but the guy was very unhappy, jumped over and said loudly: "You old man is really ridiculous, the people are protected by the Hou Ye, not only give food and drink but also give the house and accommodation, which point is the blessing of the Buddha?" Hmph, those bald people will only fool people, in addition to deceiving us people, what good things have you seen them do? ”

The old man trembled a little and trembled: "Last night... Last night, a Buddha found the old man's residence, and he blessed the old man, saying that I will be protected by the Buddha from now on, and although I suffer in this life, I will be blessed in the next life. ”

"it, bald asse!" The man scolded, picked up a big spoon and smashed it on the pot, his face was full of anger, and he said loudly: "Can you enjoy happiness in the next life?" Lao Tzu only believes in this life, and only by following our Hou Ye can he enjoy happiness in this life, and let those bald and donkey Buddhas die......"

"Amitabha, if the benefactor speaks falsely, I am afraid that he will go to hell after death!" Saying that the bald donkey and the bald donkey arrived, a Buddha horn suddenly sounded in the distance, and several monks slowly walked towards this side.

These monks are powerful, they are the warrior monks of Buddhism, and there are two figures not far behind the monks, who are the old monk Zhicao and the nun of Qingyue.

Today, the whole city is clearing the snow, but this group of monks do not participate in the labor, but wander around with rosaries in their hands, and when they see the Han Nu, they come forward to preach the teachings of Buddhism, and many people are attracted by the saying, 'Suffer in this life, enjoy happiness in the next life'.

Han Yue's eyes were cold, he didn't even look at these monks, and continued to bow his head to feed the little girl.

"Amitabha, this benefactor insults the Buddha, you need to get incense from the Buddhist temple and beg for mercy sincerely, otherwise you will pull out your tongue and hell immediately after you die, and suffer from that endless suffering." Several warrior monks stood in front of the man, and Han Yue squatted on the ground to eat with the little girl in his arms, and they didn't notice it for a while.

The guy was obviously a hard temper, he glared at him, swiped the big spoon in his hand, and shouted: "What if I don't go?" ”

The warrior monk's eyes were cold, and his words were threatening: "Then the poor monk and others have to arrest you, although the Buddha is merciful, but there is also a Dharma protector, the donor insults the Buddha, or come with us." ”

This is obviously to stand up!

Now the city of Shenyang is newly built, and the Buddhists are also building a temple in the city, which is what Han Yue promised to do, but unfortunately although they built a temple, few people went to worship the Buddha, until the recent arrival of 150,000 Han slaves, the business of the Buddha family suddenly improved.

The good situation has appeared, and the Buddhists naturally cannot let the words that damage their reputation spread, and the gang scolded them in the street, and they moved their hearts.

As long as this gang can be caught and go to the Buddhist temple to beg for mercy, it will definitely be able to deter many people, although this move may cause disgust to the Marquis of Jingyang, but as long as the Buddhist saint comes forward, I believe it will be resolved.

With such a thought, the two warrior monks suddenly stepped forward at the same time, stretching out their hands to restrain the man.

At this moment, Han Yue finally fed the little girl, he slowly stood up from the ground with a big bowl, and said with a smile: "The person who wants to arrest me, you have asked me if I have ......"

As he spoke, he handed the bowl to the man, and lightly ordered: "Go and fill the two masters with fat, and this marquis will invite them to dinner today." ”

The tone was light and fluttering, but there was an indescribable domineering, and the eyes of the people on both sides were shining, looking at their own Hou Ye with admiration.

Buddhism is forbidden to eat meat, and this hand is clearly a slap in the face.