[Plane] History of the struggle of the lords

Charisma is not everything.If Wen Run wants to go to sea, he must first learn to communicate with those yellow-haired boys.

The people in the caravan still retain their beast-like intuition probably because of their slower evolution.Including the leader Duo Lun, everyone's attitude towards Wen Run is both curious and fearful.

Speaking of businessmen, Wen Le felt that this group of people were more like explorers.They use simple instruments to search for new islands on the sea aimlessly, and they are not afraid to fight against sudden wind and waves. It can even be said that the joy of fighting against wind and waves is a major reason why they cannot give up their life at sea.

They had never been to the Indonesian archipelago, so they readily accepted Wen Le's offer.Without the blessing and help of their home country, it is also a surprise for them to find an unexpected backing on the far side of the ocean.

If Wen Le can walk away, then there will be almost no problems in this trip to sea, but the problem is that he is not the one who will set off with the caravans in the future.

Prejudice is a major problem, followed by language.

Wen Run also didn't like that group of foreigners, so after knowing that the members of the merchant ship included those people, he offered to go to sea, which was actually a big determination.He always has a feeling of being proud of "my big country" in his heart. In teamwork, this sense of superiority is a big taboo.

Therefore, after Wen Run started to ask him to learn a foreign language, Wen Le looked for every opportunity to suppress his stubborn pride.

"How do you say goodbye?" Wen Run memorized the words for a while and then forgot, staring at Wen Le blankly.

Thinking of his hard work for more than ten years, Wen Run was annoyed by these crooked earthworms at this moment, so he asked Wen Le to rejoice in other people's misfortunes, and at the same time, evil came out of his guts.

"Bye bye, bye bye, Goodbye is fine too! Why can't you remember, even Lubia has learned our words."

Wen Run got angry when he heard this. He hated those two foreign women the most.As a result, the back is more serious and faster.

The aggressive method needs to be used according to the timing. When it is a good time, it can really make everything get twice the result with half the effort.

The teacher Wen Le did it very easily. He brought Duo Lun to Wen Run to practice his oral English. At the beginning, Wen Run was very reserved when he encountered something he couldn't speak. Learn to point fingers to gesture.

As a result, his relationship with several foreigners was quickly drawn closer, and soon he found that the two women in the team who looked like monkey cheeks did not seem to have any obvious shortcomings except for their revealing clothes, and he was gradually relieved.Even so, when Wen Le gets too close to them, he will suddenly appear anywhere like a debt collector.

Wen Le expressed helplessness about this, feudal parents are sometimes like this.

On the most popular sunny day in winter, when everyone is working hard for a cause that requires careful attention, Wen Le and Zheng Rui, the deputy commander of the guards who haven't seen for a long time, appear in the hinterland of the old Hou's mansion.

In the winter, Zheng Ruisao tightly held the feather fan that he never left his hand every day, but the other hand was holding the stove because he couldn't bear the biting cold, which looked like schizophrenia.

He put the fan on his chin and carefully breathed to warm his fist, Wen Le couldn't stand it anymore: "What can you do if you just put the fan away for a while?"

Zheng Rui shook his head proudly, his face was full of "you can't understand the meaning of my move".Wen Le understands him too well. This kid worships Zhuge Liang like a brain fan. The house is full of books related to Zhuge Liang.Even "Zhuge Yanshi", which was written indiscriminately in the market, is so outrageous that it matches Kong Ming with Zhou Yulalang, and Zheng Rui is still hiding by the pillow, looking at it and cursing.

Brainless fan Zheng Rui imitated the idol's every move. He arranged for the soldiers he brought to guard important places, and then led Wen Le into a well-built palace in the hinterland with only his confidants. In the charming bamboo house, the bamboo house is suspended on the verdant bamboo frame, which is somewhat similar to the stilted buildings in the southwest. Not far away is the sparkling lake. It is really relaxing to rest here in summer.

Entering the bamboo house, there is an ordinary bed, a set of tables and chairs, and no other decorations.

"What did you bring me here for?" Wen Le looked around, but couldn't find the mechanism, and there was a barn that was completely elevated below, and he couldn't help but black line.Are you going on vacation in the cold weather today?

Zheng Rui's expression became even more proud. He winked at his confidant, and the two of them retreated quietly and locked the door. Then Zheng Rui began to grope up and down on the bed in the bamboo house until he reached the corner of the pillar at the far end of the bed. , only heard a soft "click" in the room.

Zheng Run lifted off the quilt, climbed onto the bed and lifted a board in the middle, and then stared at Wen Le.

Wen Le walked over, and was shocked to find that there was a deep passage down there.

"What's going on?" Wen Le recalled the hollow barn below, puzzled, "Isn't the bottom empty?"

"There is a blind spot in the middle of the barn baffle, and the entrance and exit are opened there. No one will suspect that there is a problem below."

Wen Le nodded, and quickly calmed down again, but he still did not hesitate to praise: "You did a good job."

Zheng Rui's expression suddenly came alive.

He is a person with very stubborn ideas. Since he chose to be loyal to Wen Le, he will definitely take his ideas as the top priority.Especially after that conversation, Wen Le still cherished and valued the arduous task of making artillery and entrusted him with such trust. What an obvious reliance and preference!

Zheng Rui is a very capable person.Although he is not as wise and astute as his idol Zhuge Kongming, he definitely has his own experience in fulfilling the orders of the Lord.The nearly thirty brothers around him are all rootless duckweeds. They come from the most elite team in Dadu, where there are many elites. Everyone has their own extraordinary courage and ability. Without Zheng Rui, Wen Le is absolutely It is impossible to subdue this group of people as quickly as now, but with Zheng Rui's leadership, they will definitely be able to exert the maximum energy that the team can exert.

It only took Zheng Rui more than half a year to complete such a wide, huge, sturdy private warehouse built under the lake without disturbing anyone.

In comparison, the group of condemned prisoners pulled out of the prison to work in the factory had only completed less than half of the project of digging the cellar.

Wen Le couldn't be dissatisfied.

Wen Le took the power magnet and the self-luminous lamp, went into the cellar and found a place to install it.The cellar, which originally had to be lit with countless oil lamps to maintain its visibility, immediately became bright like daylight, and the huge wooden boxes that stacked up almost half of the warehouse were even more invisible.

Ignoring Zheng Rui's act of adoring and cautiously looking at the self-luminous lamp, Wen Le went to open a few boxes.Inside the box were neatly stacked jet-black, glossy sticks thick as water glasses. He picked one out and blew the ashes on it, and he smelled a strong smell of sulfur.

There was joy in Wen Le's eyes: "Have you tried everything?"

Zheng Rui, who touched the warming lamp countless times on tiptoe, suddenly came back to his senses, and immediately replied respectfully: "Yes, every batch has been tested. My lord, this is really an unprecedented sharp weapon."

Wen Le turned the cannon upside down and looked at the tail, found a long fuse, and chuckled: "What kind of weapon is this? Sooner or later, we will be able to create more convenient artillery than this. There is no need to ignite the fuse, as long as Throwing can attack the enemy. There are also more lethal cannons, the kind that can blow up half of the troops with only one bomb."

Zheng Rui's blood boiled for a moment, and he asked cautiously, "Have you seen all these...?"

Wen Le turned his head and glanced at him meaningfully, and said nonsense, "Those yellow-haired people have already created these things, and their force is like sailing against the current. They have been stagnant to meet the status quo, and wait until they are left behind by stronger enemies At that time, it is no different from regressing yourself."

Zheng Rui was quite surprised, it turns out that group of yellow-haired boys are so strong!

Wen Le ignored his drastic change of expression, he lied like eating, how could he care what the deceived person thought?He put the cannon back into the box and clapped his hands: "Where are you, craftsmen?"

Zheng Rui's tone seemed a little misty because he was shocked: "My subordinates built a fireworks workshop in Jianzhou, and the artillery was produced secretly from the workshop. The fireworks and firecrackers that are usually produced as a cover are also selling very well because the New Year is approaching recently. .”

"Don't tell me about the income, it's your bonus." Wen Le patted Zheng Rui's shoulder generously, "Good boy, don't worry about it, those local people with bigger farts combined are not as good as ours." There are many counties, if we work harder, we will definitely catch up. After all, we are self-made, and we can achieve this level, and I appreciate your efforts."

It's rare for Zheng Rui to hear such sentimental words from Wen Le, and he was so moved that his nose burst into tears: "My lord is so kind to me, my subordinates have no way of repaying their hearts and minds!"

"Don't be so polite," Wen Le kicked him, "Get up, remember to eat meat with me. Don't collect all the bonuses yourself, share some with the brothers for the New Year."

Zheng Rui sucked his nose, stood up slowly, nodded and said: "En."

……

Because of the completion of the gunpowder, Wen Le was in a very happy mood for the next period of time.

The first to receive preferential treatment is to get along with Wen Le day and night because of learning a foreign language.Compared with the previous two days when he couldn't memorize the words and was often venomous, Wen Le has always been able to bear his temper to teach him metaphors these days. This has improved Wen Run's learning efficiency a lot and he can complete it faster. The unfinished backlog of official duties in the Yamen.

People in the whole government are busy turning into spinning tops to welcome the coming Chinese New Year.

In most cities, a lot of New Year’s goods need to be prepared for the Spring Festival, such as bacon, rice noodles, pastries, candied fruits, and the most important thing is the pre-holiday pasta.But this is only the attention of rich and noble families. Ordinary people's homes must have dried fruits and the like, but they must also get bacon and pasta.

Fuchun is a little different. Fuchun does not have a strong New Year flavor, but it is compared with the larger cities.

In previous years, the pasta and snacks were naturally prepared by the servants in the mansion, and the masters only had to wait for the New Year's Eve to have the New Year's Eve dinner together, but this year many places are different.

The first is the maids who are familiar with most of the dishes. Wen Le's men who are capable have been promoted to work in the silkworm house. The embroidered, embroidered, tie-dyeed and tie-dyeed maids also have their own abilities, and there are not many left to do nothing. The delicate girls are also cared for by the Wen family in the Hou Mansion, and they are not suddenly sent to do it. The truth of the dish.

The newly recruited maidservants are all relatively young, and they are all locals from Fuchun. They don't even have an idea about most of them, let alone cook authentic dishes.

Leaving the small kitchen in Dadu Wen's mansion and coming to Fuchun's first New Year's Eve, it made Wei Shi feel a little sad.

Homesickness, how can you not be homesick?

In the metropolis where she was born and raised, even the air was something she was used to smelling, and she could recall every dim sum in every family in the city without missing a word.Wuweizhai’s candied date cake and pear flower cake, He Fangyuan’s steamed sugar cake and pickled longan...

Webster closed the door alone and sighed against the moonlight for several days. On New Year's Eve, her good son came to her yard with a huge chopping board on his back. He kicked open the door and threw the chopping board on the tea table.

"Mother! Let's make dumplings!"

Behind him were two brothers with different expressions, each holding a large copper basin, Wen Run holding a basin of seasoned meat and vegetables, Wen Lian holding a large basin of flour, and a bucket of water in his hand.

Wei Shi was stunned: "What is this going to do?"

Wen Le rolled up his sleeves, winked at Wen Run, and said arrogantly, "I heard Yonger say that you have been crying in the house for several days, isn't it just that you are greedy for dumplings? Why are you so embarrassed? They won't make me a bag." Will pack!"

Wei Shi couldn't help laughing, looked at Wen Run and Wen Lian's two worried faces, and said to Wen Le angrily: "Nonsense! Gentlemen stay away from the kitchen, men have no reason to cook."

Unreasonably, Wen Le poured the meat from the Wenrun basin onto the cutting board: "That's the truth of most people. In Fuchun, your son and I are the boss."

After finishing speaking, he raised his chin to Wen Lian, and said with a snort, "Come here and chop the meat."

Wen Lian couldn't finish his exertion, and upon hearing this, he had no objection at all, and started chopping meat with a kitchen knife in one hand.

Wei Shi watched from the side for a while, whether he wanted to refuse, sighed lightly, and ordered Jing Zhe to ask someone to get some water to wash his hands.

Rolling up her sleeves, she said to her three brothers: "Let's go, go to the small kitchen. With Lian'er's strength, if you chop it for a while, the table here will collapse."

Wen Lian was stunned for a moment, seeing that Wei Shi's expression changed from cloudy to cloudy, he no longer wanted to be teased, put down the knife and scratched his face, and smiled reassuringly.

Wen Le firmly believes that the reason for the phrase "a gentleman stays away from the kitchen" is not only because men want to avoid housework, but women who don't want to clean up a messy battlefield after dinner are probably the main force behind this phrase.

Among the three brothers, including Wen Le, none of them was reliable.

In order to chop meat, Wen Lian took off his coat, grinned and waved his arms in the small kitchen.Within a meter of him, minced meat splattered everywhere, and after entering the state, he could hardly hear any sound. There was almost an afterimage when he waved his arm, and even Webster's words to stop him were forgotten.Unavoidable to enter his attack range and be attacked to death, Wei Shi took the remaining two brothers and hid in another small stove in a panic.

The corners of Wen Run's smiling mouth twitched a little. He didn't seem to care, but he was very reluctant. He stretched out his two slender fingers gracefully and slowly pinched the pieces of meat sticking to the top and bottom of his robe. Looking at Wen Lian's back, there was almost a glow in his eyes. Bloody and murderous.

Wei Shi looked at Wen Lian's bloody back in silence, and held back a very hypocritical sentence: "Lian'er should be tired in a while."

"This was my mistake," Wen Le hurriedly covered his arms with flour, put down the flour basin in a mess, and wiped off his sweat, "My God, is he chopping meat with Foshan Wuying hands? "

Wechsler: "What's that?"

Wen Le: "Probably a kind of martial arts?"

Wei Shi gave Wen Le a blank look: "You talk nonsense all day long, you put too much water in."

Wen Le, who was stirring the flour, said "Huh?" in surprise, and immediately grabbed a large handful of flour and threw it into the thin batter to knead. too much……"

Seeing that there was less and less meat on Wen Lian's cutting board and more and more noodles in Wen Le's bowl, Wen Run was silent for a moment, and began to chop onions and garlic with a knife.

It didn't take him long to realize that he had miscalculated.

The work in the kitchen seemed easy, but it was very strenuous for him to cut a handful of green onions. After lowering his head and carefully cutting a few times, he felt his eyes start to burn.

It wasn't the feeling of an eye attack... more like a harbinger of tears.

Wen Run's hand holding the knife was trembling slightly, trying to suppress the urge to sneeze in his nasal cavity, he closed his eyes and looked up at the zenith, but in the end he couldn't match the power of instinct - tears flowed from the corners of his eyes down.

Damn it! ! !

Wen Run put down the knife calmly, and slowly moved back, wanting to leave here without anyone noticing.

But he stood too close to Wen Le, Wen Le noticed his abnormal movements immediately, and because of Wen Lian's madness, he was extremely alert to all abnormal movements: "Brother, what are you doing!"

Wen Run's footsteps stopped, then slowly turned around, with his back to Wen Le: "...I want to wash my hands."

"Cut it?"

"……Um."

Wen Le laughed: "I knew that someone like you who has never used a knife would be cut hahahaha!"

After finishing speaking, he scooped up a spoonful of spring water with a gourd ladle and turned it directly to the front of Wen Run, looking up at him: "This is the spring water that I ordered in the morning, brother, you..."

It was too late for Wen Run to turn around, Wen Le was dumbfounded for a while, and then cautiously said: "Brother, why are you crying?"

Wen Run gritted her teeth, opened her eyes and looked at him: "I didn't."

Obviously there are...

Wen Le repeated weakly in his heart, but he hated tears the most, and his heart softened all of a sudden.

Oh, I didn't expect this big brother who is so deep in the city to be so afraid of pain. After being cut by a knife, he wanted to hide and cry secretly...

He sighed, kept his cheap mouth shut and didn't refute, shook Wen Run's hand, and his tone was more than ten times gentle: "Don't cry, wash your hands, and go outside to have a rest."

Wen Run's heart trembled violently when he was scratched by his coaxing trill.After weighing face and reputation, Wen Run decided to use the soft policy to deal with Wen Le, who eats soft but not hard.

He hummed, stretched out his hand to pinch Wen Le's face, and said softly, "Come out and help me apply the medicine."

What a hassle.While complaining in his heart, Wen Le couldn't refuse the rare and weak tough guy paper, so he could only talk nonsense to Wei Shi, washed his hands and followed Wen Run out.

When Wei Shi saw the dough that had increased from half a washbasin to two washbasins, and then glanced at the third child who refused to stop chopping the meat into a paste, he felt old in his heart.

……

Gentle action + not cheap + amiable = soft-hearted warmth.

It was the first time I saw such a warm, happy and gentle man. Although he didn't find any wounds on his hands, he didn't talk nonsense because he cared about his tears.He said that his fingers hurt, so he obediently hugged the bottle and carefully applied the medicine to his fingertips, and finally wrapped his fingers tightly with gauze.

Wen Run looked at his small ax-like fingers, hesitated for a long time, and then softly said thank you to Wen Le.

Wen Le Youyou said embarrassedly: "If you feel uncomfortable, you can take it off, it's okay, it's been medicated anyway."

But Wen Run still insisted on putting the gauze ball on his fingers, and when he had to make dumplings, he carefully took it off as it was, and put the precious ones into his silver purse.

Wen Lian finally poured the pitifully small amount of mashed meat into the cabbage. Wei Shi saw the veins on his forehead twitching, but he still praised him gently.Wen Le and Wen Run didn't have such a good temper, and they directly beat him one by one, so that he went to the back of the stove to light a fire and reflect in tears.

Wen Lian, a silly boy, could pick up both elder brothers with one hand, but he held his head and refused to fight back, and he had no resistance when he was beaten.Although angry at him for helping, Wen Le actually liked him more because of various relationships.

A total of [-] dumplings were made at night...Because there were too few fillings, the remaining dough had to be spread out to fry the white cakes.Twenty dumplings forgot to put salt in the filling, so they could only eat with thick bean paste.Webster's New Year's Eve dinner was more exhausting than ever, and it was still dark after the show, so he clutched his forehead and wanted to go back to wash and sleep.I heard that it was almost noon the next day before I woke up.

……

She has her affairs to attend to.

None of the brothers in the Wen family married wives, and there was no mistress who was a housekeeper in the mansion, so she, the old lady, had to shoulder all the affairs of the inner house.She was born as a concubine, her aunt had a small heart, so naturally she didn't put much effort into raising her daughters other than her own. When she arrived at her husband's house, the two elder brothers above her husband had already married wives, and Webster was oppressed by his sister-in-law and the old lady. I can't lift my head, this is back to Fuchun, it is the first time for her to take the position of head wife, although sometimes she feels powerless, but most of the time she looks at the well-organized inner courtyard, she still feels a sense of accomplishment of.

The New Year's Eve dinner was in a daze. Although he got up late on the first day of the new year, Webster still saw with his own eyes the new clothes of the servants in the mansion to be distributed. In the afternoon, he even invited the officials and women in Fuchun County to eat at home. A feast of flowers.

Women have women's work to do, and Wen Le has to follow Wen Run to check the county's account books.

Every year at the end of the new year, there are many things in the yamen.Every year, the local tax and silver, the gift of the emperor and concubine in the palace, etc. must be prepared at this time. Around the Qingming Festival, most of the annual orders will be issued. At the same time, all materials will be prepared to be shipped to the capital. .At this time of year, the towns along the way are the most heavily guarded, because they dare not fight with the court, and the bandits and robbers who are interested will temporarily close their businesses for a period of time.

These things are usually taken care of by McInfinity, and the things are almost the same every year.Fuchun is a well-known impoverished county town. The annual tax money can only be handed over to less than 1000 taels after deducting the salaries of local officials. There is only one queen and one noble concubine in the harem today, otherwise the concubine's gift would cost a lot of money.

Before the first month, the whole county was filled with a busy and tense atmosphere.

This afternoon, Mai Lingtong really lost his mind, holding a volume of files and pitifully found Wen Run, who was still on spring break——