Zhenguan Chang'an Xiaofangzheng

Chapter 18 Hostage
Aunt Fan's shop has no signboard, only banners.

There is no writing on the flag, only a vivid big rooster is embroidered, with its toes high, its wings half-opened, its head held high and its chest up, walking towards an extremely smooth plate.

"This embroidered portrait is so vivid." Empress Changsun chewed the shredded meat with a smile in her eyes.

It is an emergency for the queen to eat outside, and it is impossible for the Shangshi bureau to happen to be in Dunhuafang.

The person who tastes the poison first after eating is naturally borne by the eunuch.

Then, Empress Changsun, who moved her index finger wildly, took the half chicken that Aunt Fan had given her, and chewed it lightly with her white teeth.

"It's just a little needlework. It's a bit strong, right? This is not a fattened thread chicken, but a real free-range chicken, free-range chicken, which can fight centipedes and poisonous snakes. The meat is delicious and chewy."

Aunt Fan looked at the smile on the corner of Empress Changsun's mouth, and introduced it in detail.

At this time, the native chicken species can reach the peak at about two or three catties, and the thread chicken can reach about four or five catties.

As for the tens of catties of chickens, that is another species, out of the scope of the discussion.

What?
What do you mean illegal?
Do you know the species of turkey?

Those who are impure, face the wall for ten breaths.

As for the optimal education and fattening of future generations, it is out of reach at this time.

Free-range chickens are so fierce that they can chase people and peck them, and they can be called a tyrant in the countryside.

Before I knew it, half a chicken was left with scattered bones.

Li Shimin, who was chatting with Fan Zheng at the side, turned his head and couldn't help but exclaimed: "Ah! The maidservant of Guanyin can eat half a chicken!"

For some people with large stomachs, it is no problem to eat a whole chicken in one meal.

But Empress Changsun, as a woman, has limited food intake, and now she is recovering from illness, and it is a miracle that she can eat half a chicken.

Li Shimin himself ate half a chicken, of course he knew that Mrs. Fan's cooking skills were considered good among the people, and it was still slightly inferior to the cooking skills of the Inner Palace Shangshi Bureau's catering staff.

However, Li Shimin's daily meals are provided by the Shangshi Bureau of Dianzhong Province.

Surprised?
The meals of the emperor and empress are not from the same place.

Guanglu Temple?
It was the place where sacrifices were made and the emperor entertained ministers with wine.

Can you play?
There are three fixed places for people to have a meal.

A trace of shyness appeared on Empress Changsun's face, she took the plain cloth and wiped her mouth lightly: "Oh, I ate too much by accident."

It may not be because the lotus leaf chicken is so outstanding, but the key is that Empress Changsun is in a very good mood. She is also relieved to see that Aunt Fan, who is alone with her two children, can live a peaceful life.

A carriage drove into the workshop and stopped in front of the lotus leaf chicken shop. The eunuch jumped out of the carriage, took out a pine plaque from the carriage, and bowed to return to Empress Changsun: "Return to the queen, I am in a hurry, so go directly It will be used as the supervisor’s left school office, so they can carve it in a hurry, so they can’t choose precious wood species, use pine wood as the material, engrave the queen’s spare seal, roughly polish it, and apply a layer of light lacquer.”

Don't be too demanding on the quality of things that are produced in a hurry.

Empress Changsun nodded: "Yes, hang up."

The vertical signboard of "Fan Da Niang Lotus Leaf Chicken" is firmly nailed to the side of the shop, and the elegant font reveals an amiable atmosphere, just like the empress of the eldest grandson, which has a unique charm.

Li Shimin raised his eyebrows: "Oh, the signboards of the Guanyin servant system are all out, I can't be idle, can I? Put pen and ink!"

The pen is like a dragon and a snake, and the "Jishan family" in Feibai style is vivid on the paper, and the words "zhen" and "guan" are sealed with pearl seals.

"Ms. Fan, this piece of handwriting is considered food money." Li Shimin smiled proudly.

I, Emperor Zhenguan, people don’t need money to eat!

Hey, just for fun, a few flying white bodies can easily get by.

An emperor who can be proud of his superb calligraphy is probably unprecedented!
Zhao Ji said that a subjugated king is not worthy of speaking.

Li Shimin and his wife left contentedly. Aunt Fan was still dreaming, and Fan Zheng hurriedly urged: "Oh, sister, are you still in a daze? Hurry up and find a paper painter to decorate it and hang it in the middle of the shop! With this painting, taxes are indispensable. , but there will be no one who can't think about it and come to deliberately make trouble."

Although in the past few years, whether it is the imperial court or the government, the government is still clean and bright, but as time goes by, the morality that has been worked hard to establish will decline, not to mention asking for benefits, one inaction can kill you Little people.

With the imperial book by your side, even if it is in the hands of a tricky little official, it will be more or less relaxed.

Before Li Shimin left, he repeatedly warned Fan Zheng that he would call himself a "minister" in the future.

General Shi Lang from the ninth rank, that is an official!
……

"It's amazing to be an official? You're still my baby when you're an official! Hurry up, let Miss Wu talk about a marriage!"

Fan Zheng only felt that his head was big. He was an official for the first time in two lives, and he still couldn't escape the curse of urging marriage.

Do you know why there were 30 or [-] monks in the Tang Dynasty?

It's all the fault of urging the marriage!
Well, no mess.

At the founding of the People's Republic of China, there were three temples and Taoist temples in Chang'an City, but in the year of Zhenguan, temples and Taoist temples sprung up like mushrooms after rain.

In the first year of Zhenguan, Longtian Temple was built for the Taishang Royal Residence Nanshan Grand Harmony Palace, and Falin was the master of the temple.

In the third year of Zhenguan, the Holy Temple was built for Empress Taimu.

In the sixth year of Zhenguan, the martial arts Qingshan Palace was changed to the Temple of Kindness for Empress Taimu...

With the emperor taking the lead, the rise of Buddhism and Taoism is difficult to contain.

The lady Wu mentioned by Yuan Luan was of course referring to the Wu family of Cao Wu in Wannian County.

Official media and private media, a good match is a good match.

In the crying wedding songs in some places, there are jokes scolding the matchmaker, scolding people into a fire pit for money, scolding a man who crushes a begonia with pear blossoms, and scolding a disabled body for suffering in the future.

On the contrary, the official media should be much more transparent. After all, it is the face of the government and should not be too unscrupulous.

Looking at Dunhua Square, the marriage that Wu Shi said was basically not a big problem, except that occasionally the young couple yelled a few words, which was also a bedside fight and a bedside fight.

In fact, the kind of marriage that "raises the eyebrows" is what really makes people vigilant.

Do you think it's okay for the couple to respect each other like a guest-host or a master-servant?
Fan Zheng didn't have any good ideas about his old lady's anger, so he could only use the excuse of patrolling the workshop, and went around the workshop from house to house.

"Put away the firewood, and don't block the way, otherwise, whoever gets caught in the water and delays the matter, who is to blame?"

Tie Dazhuang, who usually cares little about people, put on a rare smile: "Fang Zheng asked to move, so he must move!"

Seeing Tie Dazhuang's attentive appearance, Fang Ding Lu Jiasheng scratched his head: "Why are you so easy to talk to? Last time I told him not to occupy the neighbor's land, and he was so violent that he wanted to fight."

Walking around the corner, Fan Zheng chuckled lightly: "Tie Dazhuang is arrogant, that's his nature, he wants to take advantage of everything he sees. But, don't forget, Tie Dazhuang's baby is sent to Fangxue."

Lu Jiasheng nodded: "Understood, there are hostages in our hands."

Fan Zheng kicked Lu Jiasheng lightly: "Ms. Shente's hostage! I mean, for the sake of the baby, Tie Dazhuang will restrain his temper, for fear that we will drive his baby out!"

(End of this chapter)