Huan Rong

Huan Rong wiped his hair dry, casually pulled off his collar, and wiped away the water stains on the side of his neck.

Black hair draped over her shoulders, like top-quality satin.Fingers shuttled between them, with an unconscious temptation.

Qin Jing turned her head unintentionally, and her Adam's apple rolled twice.After Huan Rong finished tidying up, he took out the silk cloth in his sleeve, and said: "There is news from the castle that Murong Xianbei is afraid that there will be chaos. If there are rebels invading Jin, Brother Rong should be prepared."

After solemnly thanking Qin Jing, Huan Rong took the silk cloth, read it carefully, and couldn't help frowning the word Sichuan.

He didn't know much about the history of the Jin Dynasty, and he didn't even know how many emperors the Sima family had produced. If he could remember Sima Yi, he still relied on Huan Wen, let alone the Wuhu regime, which was almost a mess.

Speaking of which, he had to travel through time to figure out exactly which Wuhu is.

Murong Xianbei is an exception.

In the final analysis, the surname "Murong" is too famous. Throughout the Eastern Jin Dynasty, it can always be associated with the founding of the country, betrayal, and restoration of the country.

Murong Chui, a fierce fighter, has no opponents in the north and south, and Huan Da Sima is all defeated by him.

Because he was excluded from Xianbei and failed to fight for power with the nobles, Murong Chui took refuge with the Di people and was quickly reused by Fu Jian. ", the true character of a real hero.

Murong Chong's life experience can be described as ups and downs. Although Zeng Guo was ruined and left a "Longyang posture" in the history books, he also entered Chang'an and ascended the throne, making the word "Fenghuang" resound throughout Guanzhong.However, it was brutal and rampant, and the people were displaced, and thousands of miles were deserted, which was also criticized by later generations.

Huan Rong didn't know whether the pair of uncles and nephews had fought side by side in history, but now, they were obviously twisted into one rope and gathered into one force.

Murong Chui wanted to fight against Yecheng, but he didn't want to easily join the Di people.With the strength in his hands, he can't afford to offend Qin's Wubao, and he will most likely plan to attack the Eastern Jin Dynasty.

At that time, Qiao County may bear the brunt.

"If Murong Chui betrayed the country, how likely is it that he will raise his troops to stand on his own?" Huan Rong held the silk cloth, with doubts in his heart, and unconsciously said it.

Qin Jing was thoughtful, and said for a long time, "Fifty percent."

"Fifty percent?" Huan Rong was surprised.

"Murong Chui is stationed in Yuzhou, with less than [-] troops. Among them, less than [-]% are direct descendants, and [-] are Di people who rebelled against Qin."

The king of Wei and Fu Liu were used as bait by Murong Chui to plot against Wang Meng once, so that the court of the Kingdom of Yan did not dare to take back his military power easily, for fear that the Di people would really send troops to Yecheng.

In this case, it is not cost-effective to seek refuge with the Di people, but it is not a good strategy to stand on your own.

"If you raise your troops at this time, you will definitely be regarded as a traitor, and his generals may not be willing to follow."

Especially five thousand people.

Hu people are arrogant by nature, and it is not uncommon for them to raise troops and rebel at every turn if they disagree with each other.

If the rebellion succeeds, the Grand Commander will naturally have to be replaced.If not successful, the leader will be killed, the followers will pick out two places and behead them, and most of the rest will be let go.This is determined by the number of Hu people, killing one is less than one, especially after the inland migration, no matter how many Han people die, the number still exceeds that of Hu people.

Fu Liu is dead, if they return to Qin, instead of being executed, they will be rewarded.Following Murong Chui to raise troops, the benefits obtained may not exceed the former.

Furthermore, Murong Chong admires Murong Chui now, but it does not mean that he will unconditionally support all his decisions.After all, the Empress Dowager of Yecheng was his own mother, and the Lord of Yan Kingdom was his elder brother with the same father and mother. In terms of closeness and distance, Murong Chui was always inferior.

"The court of Yan Kingdom is in chaos. Tai Fu Murong Ping first formed an alliance with Queen Dowager Kezuhun's family. Then, for some reason, the two suddenly turned against each other. Now, Kezuhun's alliance with Yuyang King and Murong Ping's battle, it is impossible to tell the difference for a while. Up or down."

Qin Jing dipped in the tea soup and sketched on the low table, her slender and fair fingers brushed against the black tabletop, forming a strong contrast.

"This is the Kezuhun clan, this is the King of Yuyang, and this is Murong Ping."

The three water spots are connected to each other to form a triangle.

"Kezuhun's alliance with King Yuyang is due to the common interests of the two. It is not very clear why." Qin Jing said, drawing another point outside the three points, "This is Murong Chui."

Looking at the pattern drawn by Qin Jing, Huan Rong seemed to understand, but when he thought deeply, his head started to buzz.

"Brother Qin, what you mean is that for Murong Chui, it is just right for Yecheng to maintain the current situation?"

"Yecheng is in chaos, so there is no time to take care of Murong Chui, so we can let him wait for a while." Qin Jing nodded, her long eyelashes drooping slightly, and she changed the subject, "But in the long run, Murong Chui can't find an excuse to raise his troops, so he can only temporarily raise his troops." Defending Yuzhou is like a separatist regime without a real name, and you have to fight against foreign forces when they come to attack."

In other words, the Xianbei court was in chaos, and neither the Queen Mother nor Murong Ping had time to take care of Murong Chui, and they had to try to win him over in order to strengthen their strength.

In this case, although Murong Chui's life is safe, he is not good at raising troops to rebel. On the contrary, he has to show his resolve and wholeheartedly maintain the "stability" of Yan State.

"I know that the Jin Dynasty intends to make a northern expedition."

Hearing this, the corners of Huan Rong's eyes twitched, trying to restrain the urge to curl his lips.

The leader was Huan Da Sima, and the presiding officers were the governors of various states. The emperor in Jiankang City was busy drinking and having fun, having fun with concubines and concubines, so he didn't care about the Northern Expedition.

Maybe, Sima Yi was still hoping that things would fail.

With Sima Huan's decades-long attempts at rebellion, whether the Northern Expedition succeeds or not, the emperor will probably abdicate. The only difference is that the successor's surname is "Sima" or "Huan".

"In Jing's mind, no matter whether you attack Yan or Qin, there are advantages and disadvantages."

If Qin was conquered, the army led by Wang Meng would never be easy to mess with.If Yan was attacked, Murong Chui would show his "loyalty" and lead his troops to fight, and he would fight to win a victory.

"In Brother Qin's opinion, this is not a good opportunity for the Northern Expedition?"

Qin Jing didn't say a word, but she already acquiesced.

Based on the information he possessed, [-]% of the target of the Northern Expedition was Yan.

If Murong Chui turned his back on Yecheng, no matter whether he stood on his own or surrendered to Qin, the chances of Jin sending troops to Yan State were more than [-]%.Now that the situation is unclear, coupled with the severe drought and the impassable waterways, it is definitely not the best time to attack the Yan Kingdom, and the chances of winning are really slim.If you are not careful, it will lead to a big defeat.

The wooden door of the living room was opened, and warm air was blowing in slowly, and the water stains on the table gradually dried up until they disappeared without a trace.

Huan Rong was sitting on the futon, his black hair fell down his shoulders like a waterfall, and a strand of hair hung down from his temples, dancing gently with the wind, sometimes sweeping across his cheeks, causing a slight itchiness.

Huan Rong brushed it away casually, not realizing that Qin Jing's eyes were darker.

Before Qin Jing, Shi Shao had talked with him about the situation in the north, but it was only for the sake of explanation, not so detailed.

First, Yandu has limited news channels, and it is difficult to know the details of Yecheng and Chang'an; second, Shi Shao is an economic talent to a greater extent, and is naturally inferior to Qin, who often confronts barbarians, in terms of politics and military affairs. Jing.

Huan Rong originally thought that he would intervene to cheat his father, Xi Yin had not lost his position, and the Beifu Army had not yet changed hands, so there might be variables in the Northern Expedition.After Qin Jing's explanation, he suddenly realized that his previous thinking was too simple.

The difference in strength between the two was in front of us, Murong Chui did not defect to the Di people in advance, and the Northern Expedition presided over by Sima Huan may still end up winning first and then losing, just like in history.

"Is there any way to make Murong Chui rebel immediately?"

Huan Rong muttered to himself, never thinking of avoiding Qin Jing.

He gambled once before and asked the other party to treat each other with sincerity. To a certain extent, Qin Jing did it.Now that it's about his own safety, he doesn't need to hide it, it's justified to say what he has.

"It's hard."

difficult?

Isn't that impossible?

Huan Rong suddenly raised his head, his eyes sparkled, and said, "Brother Qin, can you do it?"

Qin Jing looked at him, unconsciously raised the corners of her mouth.When he reacted, he stretched his hand halfway, looking at the direction, as if he wanted to give a raccoon a hair.

"cough!"

Sensing that something was wrong, Qin Jing coughed, gathered five fingers nonchalantly, and landed on the table.

Huan Rong looked at him strangely, what does this mean?Just as he was about to ask, he was suddenly interrupted by the cry of an eagle.

The goshawk came back from hunting, dropped a colorful water bird, flew over the wide open wooden door, and landed directly on Huan Rong's shoulder.

"Ahei!"

Qin Jing called out in a deep voice, waved her long sleeve, and grabbed Goshawk's right leg in the blink of an eye.

The goshawk flapped its wings, but with all its strength it still couldn't break free.Turning her head, she didn't dare to say anything, but folded her wings, drooped her head in grievance, and obediently fell to the table, unable to stand still, even slipped twice.

"Don't let it grab your shoulder in the future." Qin Jing disagreed, "The eagle's claws are sharp, and you will inevitably get injured."

"In winter, I always add a thin leather jacket to my long robe, and I use the wolf fur that Brother Qin gave me." Huan Rong laughed, and couldn't help poking the goshawk's back feathers, almost causing him a bite, "It's called Ah Hei? I just found out."

Because of the sudden intrusion of the goshawk, the topic was abruptly changed.

Seeing that Qin Jing didn't intend to mention it again, Huan Rong didn't ask any more questions, and spread the cloth towel for wiping hair under the goshawk's feet, waiting for the goshawk to wipe its claws.

"Brother Qin doesn't know, Ah Hei scratched nine of my outer robes earlier."

"When I return to the Northland, I will send Brother Rong a boatload of silk." Qin Jing said with a smile, "Brother Rong likes to wear plain clothes?"

"..." Others talk about cars while others talk about boats, it really is rich and powerful!

"Jing has a white wolf skin in his hand. It's been a long time ago. Fortunately, it was well preserved. Brother Rong just made a pair of armguards." Seeing that the goshawk wanted to lean on Huan Rong's shoulder again, Qin Jing pressed down on its back feathers.

"Ah Hei will soon be an adult, and his figure will grow even bigger in a few months. Brother Rong can no longer let him grab his shoulders, and he must always wear his armguards."

Coming of age soon?Will it be longer?

Huan Rong was surprised.

What kind of eagle is this?

When the two were talking, it was getting late, and the boy came to report that the kitchen had prepared meals.

Huan Rong smiled embarrassedly, and said: "Brother Qin, if you have nothing important to do, can you stay for dinner?"

Since coming to Yandu, Huan Rong's appetite has increased day by day.Two meals a day can't satisfy his appetite at all. Not only are three meals regularly ordered, but there is also a snack in the morning and afternoon, and a bowl of vegetable soup before going to bed.

Huan Rong was a little disappointed with the cooking methods of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, and he couldn't bear it any longer. He finally ordered the boy to call a blacksmith to make kitchen utensils, and then called a cook to teach him the method of "cooking".

The expressions of the blacksmith and the cook could be described as horrified, while Ah Mi and Xiao Tong turned pale.According to their thinking, how could a gentleman who is so calm and gentle, like a man who does not eat fireworks in the world, be connected with these things!

Huan Rong was so stared at that his hair stood on end, and he almost retreated.

In the end, for the sake of his own three meals, he gritted his teeth and insisted, and told the cook seriously that in addition to stewing, grilling and frying, he could study more dishes if he had nothing to do. He resolutely refused, so there was no need to submit it.

Fortunately, the cook was quick-witted and knew how to adapt. When the iron pot was delivered, he delivered one plate of fried fish and two plates of stir-fried vegetables in less than two days.Although the flour is not adjusted properly, the fried fish is a little hard, and the cooking time of the dishes is a bit old, not crispy enough, and even a bit bitter, but it is a big step forward.

Practice makes perfect.

Huan Rong believes that as long as the chef is willing to work hard and practice hard every day, he will one day become the "Eastern Jin Cooking God".

Whether this counts as changing history, Huan Rong didn't want to think about it.

He only knew that with stir-fried vegetables, he would not have to stew vegetables every day, have three meals of barbecue, and occasionally a plate of festive dishes. The taste was numb, and he was dreaming about the profoundness of Chinese cuisine, and he cried alone.

Will it be criticized by the world if it is spread out?

In the past, there was Liu Bolun who entertained guests with heavenly bodies, among them was Hao Zuozhi who read books openly, and now Xie An who carried a jukebox full of beauties with him. Who is free to gossip?

People say that Wei Jin is chic, so he is chic, what's the matter?

Anyway, Yandu is his food town, and in this one-third of an acre of land, he has the final say on how chic and unrestrained love is!

Qin Jing would not refuse Huan Rong's invitation.It's just that keeping him for dinner is a "banquet" and can't be as casual as usual.

When Ah Mi heard about this, she didn't care to frown, and immediately set about making arrangements.

The place for banquets is set in the side room of the back hall. The doors and windows of the room are all open to allow ventilation on all sides, and an ice basin is placed to dispel the sweltering heat immediately and make it a bit cooler.

Qin Jing and Huan Rong walked into the room, and they couldn't help being a little surprised when they saw the ice basin in the corner.

"Where did all this ice come from?"

"Made by Taoists in the east of the city."

Letting Qin Jing into the table, Huan Rong had a smile on his face but tears in his heart.There is ice in the mansion, but it can't be used. Qin Jing can let him cool off for a while. Is it a loss or not?

The Taoist priests in the Wei and Jin Dynasties, as long as they were not wine bags and rice bags for fame and reputation, anyone who was famous had some real skills at the bottom of the box.

Of course, it does not mean that they can really refine the elixir, but that their knowledge about "chemistry" is enough to amaze future generations.

Make ice?

no problem.

First take the big basin, put the small basin inside, fill the two basins with water, then pour the saltpeter into the big basin, after a while, the small basin will freeze, it is pure natural and pollution-free, simple and convenient.Things like saltpeter are the standard equipment for "alchemists", and if you find a few people, you can fill half a sack with them.

Because Yandu recruited a large number of refugees, the name of benevolent government spread by word of mouth.Since late March, Taoist monks have appeared in the city one after another.

Shi Shao attached great importance to this, quickly counted the number of people, and reported to Huan Rong.

After Huan Rong thought about it carefully, he didn't order to drive them away, nor did he invite them into the mansion casually. Instead, he sent someone to observe carefully, and quickly picked out two or three people with real skills, and the one who could make ice was one of them.

The remaining monks and priests need to be observed further. If they are honest, they can barely stay. If they think of any moths, one counts as one and drives them all away.

After the ice was made, Ah Mi was determined not to allow Huan Rong to be placed in the inner room.The reason is simple, Huan Rong's health is not good, he would rather be hot than catch a cold easily.

Ever since, Huan could only watch helplessly, and only when he met guests and hosted a banquet could he cool off for a while.

"Brother Rong is saying that this ice is made by a Taoist?"

"Yes." Huan Rong sat down straight, with his long hair tied behind his head with a silk cloth, before Qin Jing could continue to speak, he blocked Qin Jing's words, "People can't give you the method, but you can record it on paper and include it with the map Give it to Brother Qin."

Qin Jing: "..." What is his image in Brother Rong's heart?

Huan Rong shrugged his shoulders, met three times, and was important twice, what kind of image could he have?

In the informal banquet, Ah Mi did not prepare singing and dancing, nor did he invite Shi Shao and others to sit with him, so Qin Jing was fortunate to "alone" see Huan Rong's appetite.

Mr. Qin Silang's mood at that time was nothing but stunned.

He thinks he has a lot of food, and eating meals with ten fathers and sons often makes the cook sweat profusely.But Huan Rong didn't understand martial arts, and he wasn't a general, and his figure was even a little thin. This appetite was really a bit strange.

After eating five bowls, Qin Jing finally couldn't hold back, broke the rule of not talking when eating or sleeping, and said, "Brother Rong."

Huan Rong raised his head, no matter how much he ate, his posture was still elegant, and there was not a grain of rice in his mouth.

"Brother Rong is like this every meal?"

"No." Huan Rong shook his head.

Qin Jing breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's too hot today, and my appetite is a little small. I can eat a bucket and a half on weekdays." Huan Rong smiled, and continued to add rice and vegetables, with the demeanor of a nobleman.

Qin Jing's breath was choked in his throat, and he suddenly realized that he knew too little about Huan Rong.

However, Mr. Qin Silang didn't realize that A Mi and Xiao Tong looked at him in shock, even full of awe.

Why?

Except for Huan Yi, there are very few people who can eat with Huan Rong and insist on not counting rice grains, very few.Qin Jing didn't fall behind Huan Rong, and ate a whole bucket of rice!

"It's no wonder that Mr. Lang is on good terms with Mr. Qin's Mr. Qin."

They are all so handsome and handsome, and their appetite exceeds that of ordinary people. According to Mr. Lang, they must have a common language!