Lu Xiangsheng?
Chongzhen carefully looked at the white-faced scholar in front of him, it was actually the famous warrior Lu Xiangsheng?
Lu Xiangsheng in memory is a military general, who made great achievements for the Ming Dynasty, and even later historians commented that Lu Xiangsheng will not die, and the Ming Dynasty will not die.It's a pity that Lu Xiangsheng, who has great military exploits, was still killed by his own people after all, not only was he killed by the pit, but even the body was detained.Chongzhen used to read history books and was always haunted by Lu Xiangsheng's death, and now that he is the emperor, he must change the fate of this person.But?
Shouldn't all generals be tall and rugged?
How did you become a white-faced scholar?
Chongzhen sighed again, he always felt that he was a history bully before, but he was slapped in the face again and again.When Chongzhen first came to the Ming Dynasty.I also thought about reusing Lu Xiangsheng in advance, but the state palace was too busy, and Chongzhen forgot about it.As a result, I actually met by chance today?
Don't care what Lu Xiangsheng looks like, as long as it's Lu Xiangsheng himself, Chongzhen pushed away the pretending to be a girl, and looked at Lu Xiangsheng like a treasure.Lu Xiangsheng, who saw it, was furious, he protected his sister behind him, and secretly thought, "Isn't this guy a nervous disorder?"
”Although he suspected that Chongzhen was a psychopath, Lu Xiangsheng was a high-quality person, and he was not good at reprimanding him in person, but Lu Xiangsheng's sister-in-law quit.She pushed away her eldest brother Lu Xiangsheng, with her hands on her hips, "You are a psychopath, what do you see?"
Look at gouging out your eyeballs again, huh!
”Although Lu Xiangsheng's sister tried her best to make a posture of a shrew scolding the street, her experience and IQ were too simple, which made people feel funny and naïve."
Jiaojiao."
Lu Xiangsheng grabbed his sister and said dotingly, "Now there are disasters and famines everywhere, and there are more and more displaced people in the city, don't go out casually in the future, recently there are women missing every day in Shenjing, most of them are alive and dead, so go home quickly." ”Lu Xiangsheng didn't want to talk to Chongzhen anymore, so he pulled his sister-in-law and left, leaving only Emperor Chongzhen with a confused face.Chongzhen stood there a little embarrassed.However, he was thick-skinned, and soon returned to normal, since he came out for a private visit to Weifu, he would definitely go to the restaurant.Ancient restaurants are usually the place where the three religions and nine streams gather, and everyone has it, which is simply the best place to understand the people's feelings.Chongzhen chose a lively restaurant to enter, and soon the shopkeeper came to say hello, now the world is not good, and there are few meat and vegetables served in ordinary restaurants, and when Chongzhen came, it was already sold out.casually ordered a few plates of vegetables and a few dried flatbreads, and a pot of earthy yellow wine, and Chongzhen and Heiwei ate it.The dry baked flatbread smells very good.This reminded Chongzhen of the taste when he was a child, the earthen pot and the earth stove, his grandmother's skillful hands rolled out the thickness of the flatbread evenly, and then the oil and salt were not put away, it was so dry and cooked, the aroma was so fragrant, it made people's saliva flow when they smelled it.When he was a child, he could eat several in one go, and he didn't bring water to drink.Later, because of the rise of early shops, no one in the countryside was willing to spend time making this kind of thing, and then he went to the city to go to a third-rate university, and indulged in games every day, instant noodles, boxed lunches, roasted sweet potatoes, and boiled corn became his staple food.Dry flatbread was never eaten again.It seems that he has forgotten the taste of his childhood, and at this time, this dry flatbread undoubtedly evoked Chongzhen's memory, and he hurriedly picked up a flatbread and couldn't wait to chew it.Fragrant!
Fragrant and sweet!
It's a restaurant, the flour is fine and white, and the pancakes are soft and delicate and chewy, if it is served with sauce meat.Chongzhen was eating flatbread in the restaurant, and Wang Chengen was also hungry, but unfortunately he couldn't enter the restaurant, so he had to sell a nest on the roadside stall and gnaw it, the taste was not ordinarily unpalatable.In this era, the wowotou is what the poor eat, generally made of brown rice, wild vegetables, bran and other things, eating not only grinding the mouth, but also a strange smell.But Wang Chengen was so hungry that he didn't have to pick it, so he had to bite and eat, Chongzhen looked very funny.At this time.A group of scholars walked in, all dressed in silk and satin, each with a paper fan, and they looked like learned people.Among them, there is a scholar accompanied by two beautiful women, one on the left and one on the right, smiling and smiling, looking like a dusty woman.As soon as this group of scholars entered the restaurant, they ordered a table of good wine and food, including chicken, duck and fish, and even the owner of the restaurant came to serve him closely, like a pug.Chongzhen looked at the cold vegetables in front of him depressedly, didn't he say that the meat and vegetables were all sold out?
It seems that no matter what era it is, there is a power eye that uses clothes to take people.Chongzhen's muslin robe looks high-end on the street outside, but as soon as he enters the restaurant, it is normal, because the family background of the restaurant that can be brought down this year is good.Most of the people in the restaurant wore fine cotton robes, and a few wore silk satin.As soon as this group of scholars entered the restaurant, they attracted everyone's attention, and the scholars didn't care, chatting while eating.Listening to the spoken language seems to be a student in Jiangsu and Zhejiang?
Nowadays, the imperial court has opened a branch to take scholars, and there are many scholars in Shenjing City, especially in Jiangsu, Zhejiang and the southeast coastal areas.It's normal to think about it.In ancient times, reading was an extremely luxurious thing, how did the poor start reading?
So the more economically developed the area, the more people will read."
Hey!"
One of the scholars at the head sighed, "This Shenjing City is really cold, full of homeless people and poor ghosts in tatters, or we are rich in Jiangsu and Zhejiang." ”Listening to the scholars in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, the scholars in other places in the restaurant all bowed their heads with inferiority, and the Jiangsu and Zhejiang regions are rich and splendid, and there is a natural sense of superiority.Another scholar took chopsticks and fed meat and vegetables to his mouth, and swallowed it with difficulty."
The food here is not very special, if it weren't for fame, who would want to come!
Recently, I have been missing the banks of the Qinhuai River more and more, with delicious wine and food, beautiful women and peerless beauty, which makes people intoxicated. ”Listen to the banks of the Qinhuai River.A few outsiders who were a little poorly dressed next to him seemed to have found the conversation, and hurriedly got on the pole to catch the conversation."
On the banks of the Qinhuai River?
That's the most desirable place in the world, and the Donglin Festival, all the people of the Donglin Party are loyal to the monarch and patriotic Confucianism, I admire it the most, I don't know if you have ever seen the great Confucian?
”The scholar at the head was proud, but he deliberately made a hypocritical and modest style, "No, the leader of the altar, Master Qian, is the teacher below." ”Everyone gasped.Looking at this group of scholars, the eyes were different, full of envy, jealousy and admiration, and the restaurant owner's waist was bent even lower.