Han Hai Tang Ergui

Chapter 358

On the second floor of Guiyi Building, the atmosphere was at its busiest when dozens of people were divided into ten tables and sat down.

In addition to Guiyilou's signature Hexi Bingtang Braised Pork, Crispy Roast Duck and Curry Lamb, there are also a variety of new stir-fried dishes.

The cooking method of stir-frying did not become popular until decades later.

The reason, of course, is that the manufacturing cost of iron pots for cooking is quite high, and no one has thought of using such precious iron materials to make pots, so this cooking method has not yet been invented.

But Zhang Zhao must know what stir-frying is!This cooking method is the most common and basic in later generations.

In addition, although the cost of an iron pan is high, it is nothing to Zhang Zhao, so he quickly tinkered with the iron pan and cooking method for cooking.

Once launched, it immediately became popular in Hexi, and it can be regarded as Zhang Zhao's smoothest cheat.

Although this Tokyo is the bustling place of the Central Plains, it fell quickly when it encountered the cross-age cooking method of stir-frying.

Today on the second floor, Murong Nobunaga invited all the martial arts fighters from Tokyo, and some of them were from the power generation.

But they are just like leopards, eager to eat their tongues.

"Sharp! Very refreshing! This stir-fried dish is paired with Hexi's iced purple wine, and the immortals in the sky can't eat more than this!"

A general named Murong Yanzhao praised loudly. He could barely be regarded as a general. He had just followed the guard Ma Budu and commanded Liu Zhiyuan to Tokyo, just in time for this banquet.

"So-and-so, an unknown pawn, I am honored by the Commander-in-Chief of the capital. If there is a mission in the future, I will die!"

Murong Yanzhao's admiration hadn't stopped yet, and a small guard named Shi Hongzhao stood up and shouted.

His tongue was a little drunk, and for someone like Murong Nobunaga, it was obviously flattering to think of inviting him to a banquet on the second floor of Guiyi Building.

Murong Xinchang is very good at drinking, although he is a little dizzy, but he can still keep up with his thoughts, and he still remembers the task Zhang Zhao gave him. This Shi Hongzhao and Murong Yanzhao just now are going to win over people.

Therefore, Murong Xinchang raised the wine bowl, "They are all fighters on the battlefield. If you say something you can't look down on, anyone who can come is a reward. Come, have a bowl of wine with someone!"

Shi Hongzhao was even more grateful when he heard the words, picked up the wine bowl, and drank a full bowl with Murong Xinchang.

"I heard that the commander is I, Tuyuhunerlang? Or is it from the royal family of the Murong Department?"

Murong Xinchang didn't even wipe off the wine at the corner of his mouth, a soldier and horse envoy from the Jiedu Yamen of the Hedong Army named Wei Tong, cupped his hands at Murong Xinchang and said.

"I also heard that the soldiers and horse envoys were also from Tuyuhun?" Murong Nobunaga did not answer directly, but instead asked the general beside him.

"It's true that he was born in Tuyuhun, not just a certain person, but I, the son of Tuyuhun, are among the generals in the east of the river!"

Weitong admitted without any concealment that in fact not only in Hedong, but also in the Daibei area to the north, in addition to the Dangxiang people, there are also Tuyuhun people in the majority.

This is because after Li Ke used his father and son to make the Shatuo people of the three tribes of Daibei rich, the originally vacated territory was gradually occupied by the Tuyuhun people.

These people have also become the new Daibei Wuxun Group. Historically, the Northern Han regime has persisted for so many years under the onslaught of the Northern Song Dynasty. Among them, the Tuyuhun soldiers played a very important role.

"In this way, I want to get closer to the envoy Duoduo. You and I are both Tang'er, and we are both from the Tuyuhun lineage, so we have the same surname and clan as the Han people!"

Murong Xinchang became more and more forthright, and Wei Tong who was opposite him also let go of his guard, and began to drink heavily and eat meat.

After three rounds of drinking and five flavors of food, there was a sudden commotion at the entrance of the building, and two teenagers newly recruited by Murong Xinchang started arguing with someone at the stairs.

"Zhao Erlang! Who is making noise here? Let him name it!"

Murong Xinchang was a little drunk, got up impatiently, and asked the disciples at the gate of the building.

This Zhao Erlang was the son of the Marquis of Yu, a capital of the Imperial Army. He had an elder brother who died young, but because he was already an adult when he died, everyone called him Zhao Erlang even though he was the actual Dalang.

Although this Zhao Erlang is only ten years old, he has been trained since he was a child, and he has some fists, feet, guns and sticks. He is a good student of martial arts.

Nobunaga Murong fell in love with him at the first sight, so he asked him to be with him, and taught him some guns and sticks in his spare time. He was Zhao Erlang's half master.

All right!In fact, Zhang Zhao gave the list and asked Murong Nobunaga to look for it deliberately.

"Brother, a few people came to the stairs, they were so arrogant, they insisted on coming up."

It was Murong Nobunaga's second apprentice who was aggrieved and came to sue. His ancestral home was in western Liaoning, and he moved to Luoyang when he was young. His name was Wang Shenqi.

"Xue Baipao! Do you remember who gave the sword at your waist? You can't remember your old friend so soon, you can't even go to the second floor?"

Hearing someone calling him Xue Baipao and mentioning the sword, his voice was still immature, Murong Xinchang knew who it was in an instant, except Zhao Kuangzan, the 14 years old Huazhou Town National Army Jiedu Envoy who?
"Hahaha! It turns out that Jieshuai is here, please take a seat!"

Murong Xin laughed and walked towards the stairs, Zhao Erlang, who was blocking the way there, had already been pushed to the side.

Zhao Kuangzan felt that he had lost face, and stared at Zhao Erlang with an unkind expression, as if he wanted to find some people to beat him up.

"This son's name is Zhao Kuangyin, maybe he's your brother from the same clan!" Murong Nobunaga hurried over to make a rescue.

"Xianghaier, this is Zhao Jieshuai of Huazhou. You can't be so reckless in the future. You don't have to guard here anymore. Let's go have dinner with Wang Dalang!"

"It turned out to be Erlang, Commander Zhao, the bodyguard, and someone is Zhao Kuangzan. I will remember it from now on!"

After all, Zhao Kuangzan was not very old, and he was still a little unhappy, but he couldn't imagine that in a few decades in history, he would avoid Zhao Kuangyin's taboo and change his name to Zhao Zan.

Maybe it was because of the long delay at the door, a thin young man behind Zhao Kuangzan secretly stabbed Zhao Kuangzan in the back, so Zhao Kuangzan reluctantly followed Murong Xinchang to the seat.

When everyone was seated, Murong Xin took a closer look at the man who followed Zhao Kuangzan and claimed to be Zhao Kuangzan's cousin.

Suddenly, I realized that his figure was not thin, but should be called slender, his fingers were slender and tender, his complexion was even fairer, his eyes were round and round, his lips were pinkish, and his eyelashes were a little curved.

This is a woman!Murong Xinchang's heart skipped a beat, and then he jumped up. He thought who this person might be.

Most likely, it is the aunt who has the same siblings as Zhao Kuangzan, Princess Yongle, the fifteenth daughter of Emperor Mingzong of Tang Dynasty.

Seeing that Murong Xinchang is very heroic, Princess Yongle felt a little satisfied, seeing him staring at her all the time, she was not shy, and her black eyes were also fixed on Murong Xinchang.

This made Murong Xinchang stare a little embarrassed, so he could only change the subject and ask Zhao Kuangzan.

"I heard that Jie Shuai is going to Khitan soon?"

Zhao Kuangzan originally wanted to tell Murong Nobunaga not to call him that, but after thinking about the relationship between the two, no matter how he called him, it was a bit inappropriate, so he had to give up, and he nodded.

"Yes! My lord has sent a letter to invite me, and the emperor has already agreed. I will go north with my mother soon!"

After speaking, Zhao Kuangzan and Murong Xinchang ate a bowl of purple wine, and said with a bit of frown.

"I am Tang'er, with the blood of the Great Tang royal family, Khitan, and barbarians! But my father summoned me, alas!"

Murong Nobunaga didn't know how to persuade Zhao Kuangzan. Although he recognized the Khitan's force at this time, he felt that they were a powerful power rising in the north.

However, most people still look at Khitan with the eyes of the Tang Dynasty in the past, and they are called Lanxi with contempt, and their status is not as good as that of the Sogdians of the third tribe of Daibei.

On the contrary, the beautiful eyes of Princess Yongle next to Zhao Kuangzan flickered, and she spoke in the tone of an elder to a younger generation.

"Man, man, why bother to say such discouraging words, going to Khitan is to let you fulfill your filial piety in front of your father, and you may not have the opportunity to take the opportunity to go south in the future."

Zhao Kuangzan's eyes lit up, and he was about to blurt out 'Thank you, auntie, for explaining'.

Princess Yongle predicted it one step ahead, she coughed, and Zhao Kuangzan quickly swallowed the words that had come to her lips, her face flushed from choking.

"Isn't this Zhao Jieshuai? I heard that your father is deeply loved by the Khitan Lord, and today he has submitted a letter to let your mother and son reunite. What a joy!" It sounded like congratulations, but in fact it was full of sarcasm.

Zhao Kuangzan was very reluctant to go to Khitan at first, and was furious when he heard the words, but after he stood up and took a look, he hesitated again.

The person who made the mocking remarks was a majestic general. Zhao Kuangzan looked familiar, as if he was in command of the Fengde Majun, the imperial guards guarding the Daning Palace.

Zhao Kuangzan's guards stayed downstairs. He was only 14 years old, so he definitely couldn't beat him.

This He Jian is Shi Jingtang's confidant, he must be dissatisfied with his father and grandfather who wanted to compete with Shi Jingtang to be the emperor, so he made provocative words.

Thinking of what his father and grandfather did, and considering the current strength comparison, Zhao Kuangzan, who has been the second generation of power since childhood, actually endured it.

It can be seen that Zhao Kuangzan was cowardly, and He Jian became more and more unscrupulous. This kind of warrior has a rough personality, and if he drinks too much, he can do anything. Maybe he even has the idea of ​​​​beating Zhao Kuangzan.

"Why doesn't Jieshuai say anything? Is he looking down on a certain family?" Sure enough, He Jian got drunk and walked over with a wine bowl.

"If you don't look down on me, then just have a bowl of wine with me! Hahaha!"

Zhao Kuangzan's face was flushed with anger, and anger flashed in the round eyes of Princess Yongle beside him, but it's a pity that this is already the Later Jin Dynasty and not the Later Tang Dynasty.

"Commander He must be drunk, why not go down and rest!"

Nobunaga Murong searched in his mind, and found that He Jian was not on the special list Zhang Zhao gave him, so he directly stopped him.

It's a pity that He Jian was already on top at this time, he knocked the wine bowl to Zhao Kuangzan's side heavily, and the purple liquid splashed everywhere.

With his right hand, he ripped off the clothes, revealing his strong muscles and thick chest hair.

"I'm talking to Zhao Jieshuai, what are you doing? Hexi's poor horse, how can I eat the best fodder in Tokyo?"

Murong Xinchang was furious immediately, it turned out that He Jian was not at Zhao Kuangzan, but at him.

Originally, Shi Jingtang's cavalry were all under the jurisdiction of the Fengde Horse Army. After Murong Nobunaga came, Shi Jingtang set up another guard horse army. Although he didn't give him a name, the power separation was already obvious.

"The thief slave begs to be beaten!"

Furious Murong Nobunaga jumped out of his seat, He Jian was kicked to the ground by Murong Nobunaga before He Jian could react.

Then he directly rode on He Jian's chest, and punched him head and face with eight punches, only hitting He Jian's face with colorful colors and screaming in pain.

"He Bao'er, it turns out that you are also a silver-like wax gun head. You say that you are invincible with spears, clubs, fists, and feet, so you are so invincible! Hahaha!"

Do you think these Wufu of the Five Dynasties will think that the atmosphere is broken, or come to fight because they are afraid of hurting their peace?

how is this possible!Fighting is commonplace for them. When would you not get a bloody head after drinking?
Seeing that the fight started, these guys surrounded the city with wine bowls, booing and laughing heartily.

"Good fight! Good fight! Give you a few more punches!" After screaming twice, He Jian was quite a bachelor, not only did not beg for mercy, but also shouted hello!
"Thief slave! If someone wants to fight again, it must be invincible!"

He yelled like that, but Murong Xinchang stopped hitting him, he got up suddenly, and waved his hands at the guys watching the excitement around him.

"Everyone, be a witness. This He Jian and I will definitely compete." He said, looking at He Jian who was pulled up, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen.

"There is a Hexi Zheer Qingcong horse here, which can travel two hundred miles a day. After three days, you heal your wounds and come here. No matter if you win a certain family, this horse will belong to you!"

"Okay! A certain family has a coral tree, worth at least [-] crowns. If you win against a certain one, I will give it to you with both hands!" He Jian gritted his teeth and placed a big bet.

"Wonderful! Wonderful! Someone bet on a hundred guan and Murong Commander will win, but who dares to bet with him?" Hou Yi's second son Hou Renju, governor of Pengzhou, immediately expressed his intention to place a bet.

"A certain Wang Quanbin also bet on Murong Langjun to win!" A strong man with a leopard head and eyes around him came over. He and Murong Nobunaga defeated Zhang Congbin and Fan Yanguang together, and their friendship was very good.

"So-and-so wants to bet on He Bao'er! Just bet two hundred guan!" A person ran over laughing, it was Dongtou priest Chen Sili, and for a while, everyone bet one after another, and it was very lively!

Princess Yongle looked at Murong Xinchang's hulking back and handsome profile, and nodded involuntarily.

With her status, if she married an ordinary person who couldn't protect her, it would be difficult for her to survive.

Murong Nobunaga is just perfect for the husband-in-law in her mind.

. . . . .

At nightfall, Murong Xinchang was in the house, took out the note that Zhang Zhao gave him, and ticked off each name. On it were Murong Yanzhao, Zhao Kuangyin, Wang Shenqi, Wang Quanbin and other names.

Below the cross are Guo Rong, Shi Shouxin, Pan Mei, and Cao Bin. These people said they have not been found yet.

Not long after, the figure outside the door swayed, Murong Xinchang hurriedly put away the list, and saw Hu Guang walking in with a very worried expression on his face.

"Does the commander want to betray the king? You are just a womanizer, so you will abandon your parents?"

It turned out that Hu Guang was worried that he would betray Zhang Zhao, and Murong Xinchang couldn't help laughing.

"Are you looking down on me like that? The king is so-and-so, and his mother is also serving by his side. In Hexi, a certain Murong Nobunaga is the proud son of heaven. How can a humble emperor in Daning Palace recruit him?"

As he said that, Murong Xinchang smiled, "At first, I was worried that no one would trust me with important matters, but today I saw that Hu Dutou is loyal, and finally someone has taken over what the king entrusted."

"What the king entrusted?" Seeing that Murong Nobunaga didn't seem to want to betray, Hu Guang was dubiously dragged by Murong Nobunaga to sit down.

"Princess Yongle is indeed the son of heaven's daughter of noble blood, charming and heroic, I must marry her!" Murong Nobunaga continued.

"Have you met Princess Yongle?" Hu Guang couldn't remember where Murong Xinchang had seen Princess Yongle.

Murong Nobunaga smiled mysteriously, did not speak any more, but took out the list just now, and solemnly bowed to Huguang.

"This is the list given by your majesty. After I leave, I hope you can stay, make friends widely, and make friends with the heroes on the list, waiting for the right time!"

"Waiting for the right time?" Hu Guang was a little dazed, he looked at Murong Xin for a long time and was speechless.

"Yes! Wait for the right time! From now on, you will eat and live with me, and you can ask me if you have any doubts. A certain person will stay in Tokyo for five months at most. After that, I will rely on you."

(End of this chapter)