The rise of Tianzhu of Daqin

Chapter 405

At this time, a pair of brothers suddenly appeared, walking in Kyushu.

One person is dressed in white and one in black, passing through the world when awake, and sleeping on a branch when sleepy, really unrestrained.

After passing Yiqu in Beidi and Fushi in Shangjun, and stepping into Jiuyuan, Yingzheng suddenly felt the aggressiveness of the people.

In Jiuyuan County, all the men carry knives, and the women are also brave.

Yingzheng and Yingxuan were new faces to the people of Jiuyuan County, and they had to be scrutinized, and even the government came forward to inspect their identities.

"My two brothers were born in the Zhenyu Division, and belong to His Majesty."

"Your Majesty's eastward tour, my two brothers are taking the first step to open the way for His Majesty."

Yingxuan Zhenyu's waist card, looking for a reason, wants to prevaricate it, but this official doesn't know what to do?
"Your Majesty's east tour, I've heard about it, and I've arrived in Taiyuan County."

The official said: "But the name of the Zhenyu Division, I have never heard of it before!"

"Your Majesty's eastward tour, during this time, those who have misbehavior have the intention of assassination and treason. You two don't know where you came from. Just in case, you should follow me to the government."

"I'll let you go when I find out the identities of the two of you!"

Seeing this, Yingxuan took out the token of the Marquis Wu of the Empire from his bosom, handed it to the official, and said, "This is enough to prove our identity!"

"The rules of the nine counties in the north, before leaving, King Changge has already told my two brothers."

Weighing the Marquis Wu Token in his hand, after confirming that it was real, the official sent the Marquis Wu Token back to Yingxuan.

"Brother, the way is a bit wild, and ordinary people really can't get the token of Marquis Wu."

"It's just doing things for the superior!"

After a few polite words, Ying Xuan put away the token and said, "Now, you should trust our identities!"

"Hey, they are all from our own family. If you have this thing, just take it out sooner."

The official said: "However, I would like to remind you that doing business is business, and you must not disturb the people!"

"Of course, if you encounter imperial rebels, if the two of you can't deal with them, you can ask for help from the Nine Plains Legion."

"In our Jiuyuan County, I tried to assassinate His Majesty in vain, and I gave them face? I'm afraid I don't know how to write the word death!"

After uttering some harsh words, the official left without further satisfaction.

"Made, you are so arrogant in front of me, who gave you the courage? Wang Ben?"

Ying Xuan was cursing and cursing, but Ying Zheng smiled and said, "I really think this person is pretty good, he is a capable person."

Ying Xuan returned to Ying Zheng's side and said, "It should be a veteran of the Nine Plains Legion. This kind of character that does not bow to the dark forces should only be the northern frontier army."

"Let's go, I'm hungry all of a sudden, you are familiar with this north, take me to eat something."

"Go, take you to a good place, you will definitely like it."

Ying Xuan said mysteriously, and then led Ying Zheng around, and came to a restaurant.

This restaurant is a bit shabby, even the tables and chairs are a bit tattered, but it is better than clean.

Ying Xuan found an empty table, and sat down straight away, in a dissolute posture, like a rascal.

Ying Zheng also sat down, sitting in a well-behaved posture, and looked curiously at the environment in the restaurant.

"This is the good place you said?"

Apparently Ying Zheng didn't think there was anything delicious in this restaurant, "Are you fooling me?"

"Eating here is about feelings! Feelings, do you understand?"

Ying Xuan was a little presumptuous, and had already started to let himself go.

"If I understand, then why do I ask you?" Ying Zheng said speechlessly.

"Two guest officers, what would you like to eat?"

After the two sat down, they had only spoken a few words before a woman dressed in sackcloth stepped forward.

"Ten catties of beef, ten catties of mutton, four jars of bitter wine."

Yingxuan seemed to be very familiar with this place, and he had already ordered something without the woman's introduction.

"Every table is the same, put it on for me, this meal is my treat!"

"okay!"

The woman seemed accustomed to it and was not surprised.

Not long after, steaming hot beef and mutton were placed in front of Ying Zheng and Ying Xuan, and the woman went back and forth twice, carrying out four jars of bitter wine.

Then he picked up one of the jars of bitter wine and went out, poured out half of the jar to the north, and hung the remaining half jar at the door of the wine shop.

"What do you mean?" Ying Zheng asked puzzled.

"Hanging wine on the door, of course, is to eat meat, and get drunk!"

As Ying Xuan said, he took out a small knife from his bosom, cut off a piece of meat, stuck it on the knife, handed it to Ying Zheng, and said, "To eat meat here, you have to use a knife instead of chopsticks, otherwise you will lose your momentum. .”

After speaking, Ying Xuan took out another small knife, cut off a piece of meat, put it into his mouth, then poured down a bowl of bitter wine, and drank it heartily.

Then his face twisted, and the seven orifices were almost wrinkled together. After a while, Ying Xuan's face stretched out, with a little bit of enjoyment and aftertaste in his expression.

Ying Zheng was curious, so he also drank a bowl of bitter wine, his brows were furrowed immediately, a bitter taste like traditional Chinese medicine rushed over his taste buds, his mouth was full of bitter taste, and he couldn't feel the slightest smell of alcohol.

Gritting his teeth, he swallowed the wine, a scorching hot air rose from the stomach, and the burning ones shook his intestines.

Afterwards, a scent of alcohol came out of his mouth, driving away the bitterness, and Ying Zheng felt his whole body soothed.

"Good wine, I didn't know there was such a weird wine in this world!"

Ying Zheng's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but drink a few more bowls.

A crippled man came out of the back kitchen and came to Ying Zheng and Ying Xuan. Without saying a word, he did it directly. He also took out a small knife, ate meat and drank heavily.

"Bitter wine enters the throat, and life is bitter; half a soldier's life, peace of mind is sweet!"

The lame man muttered, looked at Ying Xuan and said, "Guest officer, have you been to my restaurant before?"

"I've been here once or twice. After all, I'm not in Jiuyuan, so it's just once or twice."

Ying Xuan pointed to Ying Xuanzheng and said, "My eldest brother brought him here if he wanted to, otherwise, who would have nothing to taste the bitterness?"

"Yes, yes, it's okay, who likes to drink bitter wine!"

The lame man nodded again and again, and drank several bowls of bitter wine without changing his face, obviously he was used to this bitter wine.

"There are five flavors in the world, sweet, sour, bitter, spicy and salty!"

Ying Xuan said: "Only this bitter word is bitter but sweet, but there are not many people who understand this taste!"

"The guest officer is also a frontier soldier from Nine Plains?" asked the crippled man.

"It's not the Jiuyuan Frontier Army, why can't I drink your bitter wine?" Ying Zheng asked.

"That's not true, but most of the people who drink this wine are Jiuyuan frontier soldiers, and few outsiders come to drink." The lame man said.

"I'm from Liaodong, I fought in the battle of Liaoxi, and I also went out of the Great Wall." Ying Xuan said.

"Jiuyuan is bitter, and Liaodong is even more bitter. It's not surprising that Your Excellency likes this bitter wine."

The lame man said: "As soon as Liaodong Heijia came in and went south to Bashu, why did you come to Jiuyuan County?"

"I can't bear to part with this great north!"

Ying Xuan said: "Your Majesty visited the Kyushu, asked for an errand, and finally came to the northern counties."

"The land of Bashu is certainly not comparable to our nine northern counties."

The lame man said: "Don't look at the clinking of the poor in our nine counties in the north, but look at the land in the north, it's all poured out with blood, can it be fucking beautiful?"

(End of this chapter)