Yang Jun didn't sleep well all night. Before dawn, he closed his eyes and woke up again.
The injury of being beaten is actually not very serious. The skin and flesh are inevitable, the hands and feet are intact, and there are no hidden injuries. After all, the vendor is not a martial arts master who is hidden in the city. He always moves like a bone-transforming palm.
But it was indeed a great psychological harm to Yang Jun.
Simply put, it’s just a loss of face!
Such a big man was pressed to the ground and hammered...
"If God is going to give a great responsibility to this man, he will suffer his mind and mind, exhaust his muscles and bones, starve his body and be empty..."
Yang Jun understands this sentence.
I understand very well.
So he knew that no one was easy, but he didn't expect that his own lack of relief would be beaten.
He was beaten to the point of being bruised and swollen.
He was careless and did not flash...
Well, was he just trying to send the two followers away, or was he who was himself.
But even if there is a guard beside you, you can't avoid being beaten, just one more punch or one less punch.
"He is scolding General Cavalry!"
When the fist hit Yang Jun, Yang Jun could vaguely hear the sound. In just one sentence, the whole situation suddenly changed that Yang Jun didn't understand. The people who were watching the show around the stage not only did not show respect to him, the elder, but even did not lend a helping hand when they saw him being beaten!
What's more, he heard a group of people applauding, "It's time to fight, it's good to fight!"
His entourage guard who heard the sound was also consciously or unintentionally squeezed into the periphery of the crowd!
These unruly people!
And the Qinglong Temple patrolman who came here were also stolen!
Instead of dispersing the crowd and jailing the damn hawker, he pulled Yang Jun's guard away!
Damn it, damn it! That vendor and those patrolmen deserve to die!
There are also those Guanzhong unruly people who are making excuses around and without a little sympathy!
All deserve to die!
Yes, I scolded the cavalry, but what happened?
Even if I scold the cavalry, what can I do?
Why can't you scold me?
I've scolded the emperor before!
Oh, it hurts, it hurts...
Yang Jun covered his waist.
Old arms and legs are broken, but the pain is still really painful.
Yang Jun never expected that he had not seen the General of the Cavalry and was beaten into the Hundred Clinic before he could see him.
Although a few days have passed, he still felt pain everywhere on his body. His cheeks, which had not completely disappeared after being beaten, reminded him that his face had been lost...
If others know this, they will be laughed at for the rest of their lives!
"I want to kill him, kill them..." Yang Junji gurgled, because of the swelling of his skin, his voice mutated a little, and he looked like a "fool".
Wake up and sleep are actually separated by a pair of eyelids. Opening your eyes means being awake. When you close your eyes, the world becomes chaotic, it depends on the wishes of your brain. Yang Jun is not sure whether the world is clear or chaotic.
"Your Majesty, Pang Lingjun is here..."
"Who?" Yang Jun didn't hear it clearly for a while.
"Pang Lingjun." Yang Jun's entourage said, "I have arrived at the outer hall."
Yang Jun climbed up stiffly. Although he had been in a pulp for several days, he still felt that his body was still hurting everywhere. Well, maybe it was not the pain in the skin, but the pain in his heart.
Who can believe that a man from the Hongnong Yang family, a member of the tribe of four generations and three dukes, and a branch of Confucius in Guanxi - well, yes, Yang Jun is not the master of the Hongnong Yang family - was beaten up by a commoner like this?
Yang Jun was full of anger, and more importantly, he showed his identity after being beaten, and he still waited for so long before Pang Tong came...
What's even more excessive is that when he came, Pang Tong was actually eating!
Lying on the bed for a long time, Yang Jun smelled the scent of food, and of course he felt a little hungry...
Hubiao.
The golden color seems to be made of beef and sheep oil, with a mixed aroma of oil and wheat, and it is directly taken from the end of the nose into the abdomen and intestines.
Milk porridge.
It is golden and heated, and is packed in a clay pot. Although it is not as fragrant as an oil cake, it has a different kind of warmth, neither rush nor impatient.
And some side dishes...
"Come?" Pang Tong looked up slightly, looked at Yang Jun, and then didn't even want to get up. He just signaled, "It looks like he has recovered well..."
At that moment, Yang Jun wanted to leave!
Pang Tong, you are so rude!
But after a moment of silence, Yang Jun did not walk away.
Pang Tong took a bite of the oil cake, then took another sip of the rice porridge, squinted his eyes and enjoyed it. Then he saw Yang Jun in a daze, and then smiled and said with a little lingering feeling, "Do you want to eat some together?"
Yang Jun had a calm face, "Pang Lingjun wanted to humiliate Yu?"
Pang Tong swallowed the food in his mouth, "I will only humiliate those who are worthy of my humiliation."
『You!" Yang Jun became angry, and then had to endure it, 『Since that's the case, what's the matter with Pang Lingjun looking for?"
Pang Tong signaled the servants beside him to get another portion of food, "I heard you insulted General Cavalry?"
"Hu, nonsense! I don't! No!" Yang Jun glared, how can he admit this?
"Then... do you want to eat some together?" Pang Tong pointed to the food on the table.
Yang Jun held his breath, was silent for a moment, and walked to the edge of the table with a little stiffness and sat down.
The oil cake is very fragrant.
Millet porridge is also very fragrant.
There are also fermented tofu and pickles as side dishes, which are very classic early dried rice.
"I know who made this?" Pang Tong looked at Yang Jun, then ordered a plate containing fermented tofu, and said with a little pride, "It was me... I cut it into pieces myself, and waited until these tofu pieces grew tiny white hairs, and then put it into the clay pot and marinate it...
Yang Jun was a little stunned. Should this be praised by Pang Tong for making fermented tofu delicious?
Pang Tong obviously did not wait for Yang Jun to say anything, and said straight down: "It has been three hundred years since the King of Huainan made tofu... But this tofu has only appeared in recent years. Don't you know the reason?"
Yang Jun was silent. He guessed something, and his eyes began to turn.
『Haha, you may not know that this thing is a good thing. From the perspective of doctors, this thing is comparable to meat...』 Pang Tong was slow to apply some tofu fermented tofu onto the cake, and then took a bite, "It smells so good..."
Yang Jun: 『…』Doctor? Are you sure you are not a foodie?
"According to the King of Huainan's tofu method, it is easy to break. It takes a few days to make it. It grows a little more in winter, but it will be sour in a day... My great man has no chance to eat more meat. Even if the lord lets the Southern Xiongnu, the East and West Qiang livestock, there is no way to provide a large amount of meat... and this can replace part of it..."
Pang Tong ordered fermented tofu, "According to the correct steps, you can make storage-resistant fermented tofu... Just like this, I made it this summer... Cheap, delicious, and has many benefits for the people of the great man..."
The method of making fermented tofu was in China, but it did not appear in the Han Dynasty. King Huainan did make tofu, but fermented tofu had to wait until the Northern Wei Dynasty or later to officially appear. Fei Qian made this not very complicated thing take a step forward.
Bean curd contains plant protein, and this thing is something after fermentation. Plant protein has been decomposed by fungi into various amino acids, which can be directly digested and absorbed by the body. It is rich in zinc and B vitamins, and is called Oriental cheese. At the same time, fermented curd contains some beneficial substances such as yeast, which can strengthen the spleen and stomach, enhance appetite, and help digestion. Of course, eating too much fermented curd is not good, mainly because the salt exceeds the standard, after all, everything needs to be appropriate.
『And... This kind of land that has been passed by beans will be able to obtain higher yields in the next year, whether it is millet or wheat planting... It's very interesting? And there are still many such things in Chang'an...』 Pang Tong swallowed the last bite of Hu cake, then clapped his hands, and washed his hands in the copper basin given to his followers, "So, do you understand what I mean?"
Yang Jun swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and the pain on his face and body made him somewhat unwilling to accept it: "But...but I was beaten!"
『Good fight!』 Pang Tong clapped his hands, stood up, and held his belt with both hands.『You also have to thank the person who hit you. If he hadn't done it, it would have been me who came here, but the people from Dali Temple who came here!"
『…』 Yang Jun glared at him.
"I think you can walk down the ground too... Huan Zhonglang's ashes are ready, you can take them away today..." Pang Tong walked to the door, then turned to look at Yang Jun, "Lord, be kind, let you go back... If it were me, I will let you and Huan Zhonglang go back together..."
"Get out! Don't come to Guanzhong for the rest of your life!" Pang Tong shook his sleeves and left with great strides.
Yang Jun's face turned red, and the Hu cake in his hand had already fallen to the ground, trembling all over, but he couldn't say a word...
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Western Regions, within the territory of Cheshiqian.
The sky was gloomy, and the blue and black clouds in the sky condensed into a ball.
It seemed that another heavy snow was coming.
The country of Cheshiqian was once prosperous, but now it is only a desolate place left.
Only by the road can you see some broken walls that have long been deserted, and some abandoned fields that prove something or are accusing something.
For many reasons, this once prosperous and prosperous land was either flattened by war or plundered. The people of Cheshi Kingdom who lived here were also killed or fled during the war and plundering process, and some of them went to Cheshi Kingdom to survive. There was no sign of being inhabited by this land.
Of course, these things have been very early, at least one or two hundred years have passed.
This should have been an unmanned land, but now some people have broken the silence here...
More than a hundred light cavalry gathered into a small queue, slowly heading westward. Every time they traveled, they carefully gained their foothold, looked around, and confirmed that there was no enemy in the world, and then continued to move forward.
This man came from Longyou.
This light cavalry never used the banner, and the generals and soldiers did not seem to have different colors. They were all wearing leather armor and did not wear heavy iron armor. After all, it was winter now, and at the same time, the iron armor was heavier than leather armor when traveling a long distance.
In the queue, Meng Hua was wearing leather armor like ordinary soldiers and was looking around vigilantly.
Not Liao Hua.
It is the Montessoriization of Montessori.
Menghua fought against the Qiang people under Zhang Liao's command, and later moved to Longyou. Now he has been promoted to the army's Sima and lead a team alone. It has been a while since he has accumulated some merits, the commander will be just around the corner.
『Find a place to camp!』
Meng Hua looked up at the sky, "Damn it, I'm afraid it's going to snow!"
Menghua has always been able to form a group of soldiers, and it is also a famous generous person in the Longyou Army. When he paid military salaries, he often paid for some money to buy some wine and meat to share with his subordinates, so he was very motivated by the army. With his order, some soldiers answered and began to find a suitable camping place.
Walking along the remains of Cheshi Kingdom has some convenient benefits, at least drinking water and covering places are more labor-saving.
The precipitation here is scarce all year round. If you don’t go along the direction of the water source, it’s almost like seeking death. Therefore, whether it’s a soldier or a caravan, you can’t live without the water source, and you can only take one or two fixed routes. The rest of the roads are not that you can’t walk, but that the risk is too high, and you may not be able to walk out if you go in.
"Boss, can't we go faster? How many days will we go so hard?" a soldier asked loudly.
Meng Hua waved his hand, "No, we must be careful! These horse thieves... are cruel and ruthless, it's better to be careful. I don't want to take your pension to find your mother!"
After hearing Meng Hua say this, the soldiers also let go of some resentment, and at the same time joked with each other, talking about some topics about girls and aunts, laughing and mediating some fatigue on the road.
When Meng Hua heard the soldiers under his command laughing and scolding each other, he just smiled and did not participate. He had to have a limit when talking to the soldiers under his command. After a while, he waved his hand and said, "Okay, I'm just talking nonsense, it's even more broken than my mother's mouth! It's not like sending troops to release horses and licking blood on the knife? Be more alert, check it out and don't miss anything. Then the horse thief will touch you and stab you in the back ditch!"
Meng Hua spoke, and the light cavalry under his command also responded with a smile.
"It's better to meet it! I'm afraid I won't meet it. Although a horse thief is cheaper, it's still worth hundreds of cents! I'm going to get more than a dozen, but it's still a thousand? I still owed the debt to fight...'
『This is...』
"If these horse thieves are so polite, we will accept it with a smile, but you should be careful, don't give the horse thieves a head instead..."
『Fart! Thinking about back then...』
『…』
Unlike the chattering soldiers, Meng Hua had a smile on his face, but he felt a little uneasy.
Although horse thieves often appear in the Western Regions, or even in Longyou, like bandits in the inland Central Plains, most of them are not of any kind.
Although the slogans of bandits are so bold that I can drive this road, and there are also big pieces of meat and silver, but in fact, most bandits live in poverty, even more painful than being a farmer.
Although farmers have to pay taxes or something, they are stable and can basically have some food to eat. But if the bandits are full and hungry, they have to be careful of when they lose their heads. Basically, if they are not forced to do so, most people would not choose bandits as their profession.
Horse thieves are also similar, generally so.
There are many horse thieves in the Western Regions, like flies. They are hard to beat, and they are disgusting.
Most of these horse thieves are inadequately equipped, such as jackals on the grassland, who only dare to bully some lonely caravans, and even slightly larger caravans cannot beat them.
But now it seems a little different...
Something strange is true.
In addition to the sudden increase in the number of people, the season is also not right.
After all, it’s winter now, and the caravans have been reduced a lot. Why are there so many horse thieves suddenly coming?
You should know that a few days ago, a group of soldiers returned from the Western Regions, and they were still some veterans and retired soldiers. However, when these retired soldiers returned from the Western Regions, there was no news of horse thieves.
So, it’s really inexplicable that this group of horse thieves came!
While Meng Hua was thinking in a mess, he heard a sharp whistle coming from the distance from the hillside on one side. Meng Hua looked up suddenly and saw a whistle in the distance waving his arm hard on the hillside.
"Head, something seems to be wrong..."
The soldiers beside Meng Hua looked at that direction and their faces changed slightly.
Meng Hua tightly held the sword and said, "Get on the horse! Go ahead and take a look! The whole army is on guard!"
With a military order, the light cavalry, who had originally looked a little lazy and idle, suddenly became tense, and they turned over and rode on horses, drew their swords and held their bows, and galloped forward.
Half of these light cavalry and whistle detectives were originally from Longyou, and the other half were recruits from Yinshan. They were not bad in terms of riding skills and combat quality. When they saw that the situation changed, they immediately unsheathed their swords and arrows were placed on the bow, headed by Menghua, and headed towards the hillside like a whirlwind.
Not long after, they arrived at the hillside and saw the scene that stunned everyone!
In the distance in front of them, under a broken eaves and walls that sheltered from the wind, more than a dozen corpses lay down on the ground in a row. Many of the corpses' robes and armor were taken away, and their exposed bodies were torn to pieces by some rotten beasts or vultures, and their rotten intestines were dragged to a long time by wild dogs...
There are also some horses and camels whose flesh were obviously killed and then cut off the bones...
Some messy and broken cargo boxes were discarded and scattered.
"Head, this is a caravan..."
Chapter completed!