Datang Fenghua Road

Look at the concubines who eat obediently and dare not speak. Even Li Chengqian once said that he was beaten by the cook's son when he was a child.

Such a person must have an extraordinary identity.

Gradually, timid people began to leave, feeling that this was not a place for them to blend in.

Watching the fun also depends on the occasion, and listening to the secret also depends on the level. Knowing some things may not be a good thing, and it may become a fatal disaster.

Although the common people have little knowledge, the years of life at the bottom have given them the experience of how to survive.

According to the words of scholars, this is called seeking good fortune and avoiding evil, and should not listen to it.

Chapter 547 Beating Li Shimin

The cook suddenly sighed, pointed to the people who left and said to Han Yue: "Have you seen that? This is the coercion of status. The royal family and the people are one high and one low, and we will never be together. Your father brought his concubine and prince He seems to want to have fun with the people when eating, but he doesn't understand one thing at all, the people are afraid of the royal family..."

The chef paused slightly when he said this, stared straight at Han Yue, and then said: "But there is another thing I don't understand, why are the people not afraid of you? You must know that you are also a royal family, and you are the most important royal family. The eldest son! Born in the noble family of Tianhuang, his power and status are detached."

Han Yue let out a sigh, and said disdainfully: "What kind of aristocrats, what kind of detached status? If you push forward ten generations, who is not a farmer?"

He took the stomping knife and chopped the meat, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and then smiled: "Uncle, you have been hidden from the world for so many years, haven't you seen the essence of this world? No noble identity is fake, It's only true if you have enough to eat and drink!"

The chef's face was slightly stunned, it was the first time he heard such a statement.

Han Yue glanced at him with the chop knife in his hand, and suddenly put the chop knife down slowly. He looked at the chef with a solemn face, and let out a light sigh.

"What are you sighing?" The cook was a little curious.

Han Yue looked up at the sky and said softly: "Actually, in the eyes of the common people, whoever is the emperor is the same. They don't care who is the emperor, they only care about whether the emperor can feed them. If everyone in the world is hungry, then no matter how powerful the emperor is Get out, even if your subordinates dare not rebel, the common people will overthrow him!"

The cook was thoughtful, and suddenly turned his head to look at Li Shimin, and murmured: "That's why your father said that sentence, water can carry a boat..."

"It can also capsize the boat!" Han Yue interjected the second half of the sentence, and said with a smile on his face: "Uncle finally understands."

The chef's face was stunned, and his eyes kept flashing.

After a long time passed, he suddenly sighed sadly, nodded and said, "I see it, but unfortunately it's too late!"

With a sigh, he exhaled slightly, and seemed to have suddenly lost interest in talking to Han Yue.

He put the big bowl of meat on the chopping board, walked slowly to the side of the soup pot, picked up the big spoon, opened his mouth and shouted again like before, and greeted loudly: "Everyone, come and eat, Guanlong mutton steamed buns are cheap. Affordable, delicious and inexpensive…”

Vaguely changed back to the small merchant who was soliciting business.

Han Yue also put down the chopping knife in his hand, and picked up his big bowl of coarse porcelain again. He grabbed a large amount of mutton for himself, then picked up the two rough-faced pancakes, and said with a smile, "Uncle, I'll go. time to eat."

This time the chef didn't ask for money again, and Han Yue didn't say that my junior should eat you.

When he was next to the soup pot, the chef suddenly glanced at him and said with emotion: "This mutton steamed bun is good, the method is simple and easy, and it is cheap and affordable. This method can be popularized in the Tang Dynasty and let the people enjoy some delicious food. "

When Han Yue stopped, he couldn't help nodding and said, "What the uncle said is that the little nephew will advise the emperor to order."

The chef thought for a while and then said, "It's just that mutton is a bit expensive. Now I am not rich in Tang Dynasty, and the people still live on half a year's worth of bran and vegetables. This is your father's responsibility, and it is also your responsibility..."

Han Yue waited seriously, and said solemnly: "What the uncle taught is that the little nephew will keep it in mind."

The chef glanced at him and pondered: "The old man has an idea, and I don't know if it is suitable to implement. If it is suitable, you can try it, and if it is not suitable, you can ignore it. Although I am hidden now, I am Li after all. The people of my family. I also have a part in this country, and I also want the people to be well fed and clothed.”

Han Yue hurriedly put down the big bowl and listened respectfully, "Uncle, if you have any suggestions, please tell me, and my nephew will see if I can use it."

The chef laughed, and was very satisfied with the respect shown by Han Yue, and said, "Actually, it's not a subtle suggestion, it's still inspired by your attack on the Turks. Erlang has been shamed for thousands of years. I saw you brought back [-] Han women, and built a large number of textile workshops by the Weishui River. The wool is pulled back by cart after cart, why isn't the mutton shipped back?"

Han Yue was stunned and explained: "Wool can be regenerated, and it can be cut every other cycle, so there will be a steady stream of wool transported back, but mutton is not good. If you want mutton, you must kill sheep, and because of the long distance. , it is very inconvenient to transport. It takes several months to travel from the grassland to the Central Plains, and even if it is painstakingly transported back, it will eventually deteriorate and stink."

The chef slowly shook his head and said with a smile, "You are wrong!"

Han Yue was stunned and said blankly: "I was wrong? Where is the mistake?"

The chef put down the big spoon easily, and his face dissatisfied with the scars showed a look of memory, and said leisurely: "In the nine years of Wude's Weishui Alliance, you have advised three great strategies, the first is to clear the walls and the wild, and the second is to make a fool of yourself. Misfortune, the third is open killing and assassination, now six years have passed, do you still remember these three strategies?"

Han Yue was startled again, not knowing what the other party wanted to say.

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Of course, he remembered these three strategies. It was when Jieli Khan led his army south, and the Tang Dynasty was not strong enough to compete with the Turks, so Han Yue suggested three strategies to Li Shimin, and successfully signed the Weishui Alliance with the Turks.

The cook continued: "You have succeeded in these three strategies, and you will follow up. The eastern Turks were finally swept away by you, and the grassland became a pasture for the Han people. This is a great feat and deserves to be remembered forever..."

Han Yue was a little shy and didn't know whether to continue.

The cook suddenly glanced at him, raised his hand and picked up a big spoon to knock on the soup pot, and said, "But I don't understand one thing, since the eastern grassland has become a pasture for Han people, Yueer, why don't you turn the Turkic people into our herdsmen? Nomadic The term nation was first proposed by you, and you also said that nomads can re-emerge as long as they are given 30 years. I remember that when you offered advice in the ninth year of Wude, you said that you should implement a policy of sheep cannibalism to eliminate Nomadic, why is it not implemented after defeating the Eastern Turks?"

It was the first time he called Han Yue "Yue'er", and it was also the first time he showed his mastery of the court information. He actually said what happened six years ago, which shocked Han Yue first.

You must know that these things have not been announced in the court, it is a secret that only the upper-level bigwigs can know.

Han Yue couldn't help but glanced at Li Shimin not far away with a trace of exploration in his eyes.

Li Shimin sat there motionless, but he said something leisurely, and said indifferently: "These are all what I told him, and some of his own whistleblowers, all for the sake of the Tang Dynasty, there are some things that don't need to be concealed from him."

Han Yue suddenly realized and nodded subconsciously.

The chef snorted coldly, mocking Li Shimin and said, "You clearly want to show off and let the old man see that you have given birth to a good and talented son."

Li Shimin rolled his eyes immediately, turned his head and continued to eat his own meal.

The emperor refused to take over, so the cook left him alone, turned his head to stare at Han Yue and said, "Tell me, why is the policy of sheep cannibalism not continuing to be implemented? This old man thinks this policy is very good, as long as it persists for 20 years , there are no other races in the entire grassland."

He pointed to the soup pot and mutton, and said, "The grassland is incomparably vast, and the area is even wider than that of the Tang Dynasty. Although it is said that the area is vast and sparsely populated, there are also tens of millions of people of different races living there. All these alien races have become herdsmen of the Tang Dynasty. Are we still worried that mutton is expensive? Are we still worried that the people can’t afford mutton steamed buns? With the entire Turks helping us raise sheep, no matter how we slaughtered them, we couldn’t kill them cleanly…”

Han Yue opened his mouth to speak, but the cook waved his hand to indicate that he had something to say, and he continued: "As for the raw meat you said is not easy to transport, why can't it be made into jerky? The old man has long heard that you made a kind of meat. Marching meat was sold to your father and made a lot of money."

Han Yue was at a loss for words, feeling that all the ways he wanted to defend were blocked by the chef.

After a long time passed, he explained angrily and said, "March meat is jerky, and it doesn't taste very fresh."

The cook suddenly shouted and reprimanded: "Confused, the people of the Tang Dynasty can't even eat enough food, how can they think that the jerky is not fresh enough? Meat can strengthen the muscles and bones, even if it is made into marching meat, it is still meat. You give it to the old man. Please explain, why the sheep cannibalism policy is no longer implemented?"

He kept asking, his tone was stern and scary, Han Yue smiled bitterly, and said embarrassingly: "Nephew forgot..."

This answer immediately made the chef's face pale, and even the people around him who were listening attentively looked stunned.

Everyone looked at each other and saw the sluggishness on the other's face. At the same time, a thought appeared in their hearts, and they secretly said, "How could King Zhao of Xifu forget about such an important policy?"

Only Li Shimin's expression did not change, he suddenly walked over slowly with a bowl in his hand, and sighed, "Let me explain this matter."

The chef stared at him coldly, and said solemnly: "Very good, you say!"