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For some reason, Duan Shaojun's calm and almost peaceful gaze made Li Youwen's heart feel slightly empty for no reason, but the majesty of being a royal child and the momentum of being the commander of an army made her not avoid her gaze, but bowed her head slightly at Duan Shaojun. Please search! The fastest update, "Ben Shuai naturally knows the rights and responsibilities of the long history, but now is an extraordinary time, since he should do extraordinary things, do you understand? ”

"Since it is the general's insistence, the lower officials dare not obey." Duan Shaojun nodded, said no more, and withdrew from the Chinese army's big tent.

"General, has this kid noticed something?" A Lang general asked Li Youwen.

Li Youwen lightly exhaled the turbid breath in her heart. "It's strange that he doesn't know, but as long as he is in my left feather Lin Wei, then, how dare he disobey the military orders of this commander?"

These words made the generals all grin with gloom. For their performance, Li Youwen could only roll her eyes, very helpless. Strategists, strategists, their own dignified princesses, dignified Zuo Yu Lin Wei generals, but there are no capable people and wise men who can plan for themselves, and there are only these fierce warriors who do not frown in the blood and frown, but, is this useful?

Literature and martial arts are like the two arms of the superior, one is indispensable. However, in the eyes of those damn scholars, Her Royal Highness the princess should stay in the capital division, purse her lips and smile, speak lightly, just stay noble and reserved, and not show her head to kill the enemy.

What kind of reasoning is this? Why are women inferior to men? During the Northern and Southern Dynasties, weren't there still heroines like Mulan? Why can't I be like her?

Those vassals in his princess's mansion, speaking of which, Confucius will only become a man of life, said Mencius, if you talk about talent, but you don't have the ability to fart, like Chen Shenjun, who is willing to be loyal to him and conscientiously make a profit, there are too few talents.

And Duan Changshi, who is younger than himself, not to mention anything else, is definitely not an ordinary person just because he can always think of a solution to everything. And this talent is Zhao Linfu's person, so naturally he can only be his enemy.

To be honest, now, Li Youwen really has a little bit of love. But the problem is that she also knows very well that as a woman, she was able to obtain the allegiance of Zuo Yu Linwei's soldiers at the beginning, and it was precisely because of her own practice that she managed it with great difficulty.

And those literati, one or two, are like their hearts and eyes, and they are annoyed to think about it.

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The reason why Li Youwen asked Duan Shaojun to do the reception was that this method of boiling snowflake salt was made by him, as an inventor, but also as his own enemy, he leaked the words.

Even if the Son of Heaven is annoyed and wants to clean him up, then Li Youwen will be happy to see it happen, and the Son of Heaven will start, Li Youwen believes that Zhao Linfu can only stare dryly, but it is a pity that such a talent is a pity.

Shook his head, put aside this benevolent heart, or think about it, what kind of reaction the imperial grandfather will have after receiving this news.

Duan Shaojun, as a long history, naturally has to do a good job of receiving guests, but what makes him curious is that the eyes of these people who are received are not like military generals looking at civil officials, but like hunters looking at fat sheep, and they are also the kind of sheep that are fat.

Such a gaze frightened Duan Shaojun Chrysanthemum, and he felt uncomfortable. The heart said, it's not because these guys have lived in the border place for a long time, and the woman has been for too long, well, even the sow with double eyelids can't appreciate it.

Because in the land of Saibei, there is no one who raises pigs, and the horses are also double eyelids, so ...... It's better to leave this evil problem of heavy taste behind.

In short, these guys did not look at themselves with suspicion and contempt that Zuo Yulin was accustomed to looking at with suspicion and contempt, but with a flattering and earnest, and even a little complaining gaze, they kept expressing their endless admiration to Duan Shaojun, the inventor of the technology of boiling snowflake salt.

and also dragged Duan Shaojun to Yunzhou City, and held a banquet, so that he had to call Duan someone a brother and have a good drink.

In the end, Duan Shaojun really couldn't stand this kind of enthusiasm for almost wheel warfare, and after a day of headache, he surrendered directly, but whenever someone came again, Duan Shaojun directly wrote out the method of boiling snowflake salt and threw it to those buddies.

After two or three days of hard work, Duan Shaojun wrote not ten but seven or eight notes, which means that almost all the border town troops that Li Youwen is familiar with have obtained such a boiling method. Li Youwen smiled at Shaojun's display of jumping up and down there. In his heart, he can be said to have been extremely happy, and I wish this guy had better announce to the world with a loudspeaker, that as an inventor, he likes to publicize his inventions all over the world.

And the generals of the border towns, as soon as they received Li Youwen's letter, wrote to the Son of Heaven one after another, asking the Son of Heaven to show mercy and popularize such a method of boiling salt as soon as possible.

Jingshi, after three days, the eight-hundred-mile expedited is definitely not a joke, and it is not available for non-military affairs. Therefore, when the Son of Heaven, who was teasing the little prince in the harem, heard about the eight-hundred-mile rush from Yunzhou, Teng stood up at once, walked away quickly, and didn't even say hello to the Chen Guifei.

Chen Guifei's back as she walked away, her lovely eyes widened and she looked ignorant, and she couldn't help but feel a little resentful. I thought I had figured out the mind of the Son of Heaven. thought that he was only one foot away from ascending to the throne, but the Son of Heaven temporarily changed his mind, saying that he would wait for the tenth prince Li Sheng to reach the age of six before appointing Chen Guifei as the queen.

This still needs to wait until the end of spring next year, who can predict what kind of changes will happen in this more than half a year? When she heard the news, Chen Guifei really had an urge to use the rat medicine to kill the Son of Heaven now.

It's so unusual, after giving myself great hope, I actually came to postpone it and give it again, isn't this a play with feelings?

But he is the Son of Heaven, he is the emperor who is decisive in killing, and he is the ruthless and ruthless Son of Heaven, Chen Guifei didn't even dare to complain, for fear of annoying the Son of Heaven, and he may really be hopeless in his life, in that way, his son cannot become a son-in-law, and naturally he will not be able to ascend to the throne after a hundred years of the Son of Heaven.

"Sheng'er, remember, you must listen to your father's words well, don't cry in front of him, laugh more, be coquettish more, but you must not cheat, you know." Holding her pink son, Chen Guifei kissed her son's face fiercely, and started a new round of ideological indoctrination.

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"What the hell happened to my granddaughter?" The Son of Heaven hurriedly came to the side hall, and not long after he sat down, a blood-colored robe of Zuo Yu Lin Wei walked into the hall and fell to the ground, condensed his brows and asked in a pause.

"Your Majesty, it is a great joy, the general's recital is here, and there are auspicious things that the general asked the minister to carry at any time." The knight took out the letter sealed with kerosene from the letterbox, and took out an oiled paper bag from his rucksack on the other side, and respectfully offered it with both hands.

After the Son of Heaven opened the envelope, he sighed lightly, and his white brows raised slightly. But he did not speak, but cast his gaze on the oiled paper bag that the knight had offered in both hands. The eunuch went to catch it, opened it and looked at it carefully, and then sighed lightly. "Your Majesty, isn't this snowflake salt?"

The Son of Heaven stretched out his fingers and gently pinched the fine salt, and the eunuch next to him also reached in and stuck a little, put it in his mouth and tasted it. "Your Majesty, it's really snowflake salt. Could it be that Her Royal Highness the princess was afraid that Your Majesty would not have good salt to eat, so she specially sent you 800 li of salt from her palace to hurry up? ”

"Hugh is nonsense, my granddaughter's men have inadvertently boiled it out of inferior salt soil. Really...... Its color is white, and the particles are uniform, which is really rare. The Son of Heaven poured out some of the table and looked at it carefully, stroking his long beard, and the kind smile on his face couldn't help but add a little more.

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