Traveling to Tang Dynasty

Picking up Chu Meng, looking at the courtyard where everything was in order, Wang Qianyuan, who was full of question marks, asked, "What's going on?" "

Chu Meng cried and said: "The slave didn't know that the son's pants had pockets, and when she washed the son, she washed the deed of sale, and the slave didn't mean it." "

Isn't it just a matter of breaking a piece of toilet paper, and I still have a bunch of money boxes in my house.

As soon as he comforted the housekeeper of Chu, he had to make amends to Lu Fu, begging for mercy and apologizing in every possible way, Lu Fu took the oven and spices and left angrily, obviously not angry about yesterday.

In ancient times, seeing off a friend was an important event. The vastness of heaven and earth has been separated from friends from heaven from now on, and the road is far away, perhaps this separation is the last meeting in this life.

As the old saying goes, if you get on the dumplings and get off the car, if you want to say goodbye to Lu Jing, you naturally need to make dumplings. I begged my grandfather to tell my grandmother that I didn't get a few river shrimp, so I had to make a condensed version. The leek, who escaped the first year of junior high school, finally couldn't escape fifteen, and was cut off with a knife by Qianyuan. Cutting leeks saves picking and can grow, I have to say that leeks are really good vegetables.

Use the sugar gourd to invite the pasta master Nan to make a move, and the dough will be ready in a short time. Choose a piece of good pork, chop it into meat foam and fry it, then scrambled the eggs and cut the leeks, and called Chu Meng and the three of them to make dumplings together.

Dumplings were called prison pills in the Tang Dynasty, and some places were called crescent wontons. Dumplings occupy a strong part of the Chinese diet, he is the wanderer's thoughts, but also the Chinese people's sustenance for home. Qianyuan was also taught by the elders when he was a child for the New Year.

Making dumplings is not difficult, one is a pasta master, the other is proficient in musical instruments, and the kung fu in his hands is naturally not bad. The two of them are getting better and better, but they are being compared to thousands of yuan.

There is more meat foam, and then cut some leeks, and then cut some meat foam when there are more eggs, and then the whole noodles are left with some filling, and the painting style gradually deviates more and more outrageously, and finally until there is really no place to hold the wrapped dumplings in the house, thousands of yuan is hurriedly stopped.

Looking at the dumplings in the room, Qianyuan scratched his head in embarrassment. In fact, it doesn't matter if there are more, anyway, the weather is cold and it won't be bad, and you can also give it to Lu Jinglu to eat.

"Send you a thousand miles to say goodbye, the virtuous brother will send it here, this jade card will be sent to the virtuous brother, if there is an emergency, take out this card, the Lu family will help, for the brother also. "

It has been several months since Lu Jing left Youzhou, and recently Qian Yuan found that the atmosphere in Youzhou City had become gloomy. In the wine shop, I encountered a fool of fishing, and listened to the slightly drunk Hu Dalang say that the Turks were about to move recently, and they reached Shuofang in the west and Youzhou in the east. The Turks rode fast horses and came and went like the wind, and they left after grabbing them. It gave the governors of the states and counties a headache, so they had to close the city gates and retreat into the city.

But this has suffered the people outside the city, for the people outside the city, they are facing the Turkic arrows and steel knives, and under the Turkic iron heel, villages are destroyed one after another.

In August 624, Li Shimin, the king of Qin, led his army to retreat in Youzhou, and two Turkic armies, Jieli and Tuli.

And Wang Qianyuan is still in Youzhou's one-acre and three-point land, and there is boundless joy.

"Young master, there are more and more homeless people in Youzhou City now, will the Turks enter Youzhou City? "

"Don't worry, these bastards will perish one day sooner or later, you go and get some money to send to the government to open more porridge shops. I went out for a walk. "

Now the streets in Youzhou City are full of beggars, many of whom are children, Wang Qianyuan, who has always been giggling, saw this scene, and couldn't help frowning.

Rented a carriage and walked out of the city. As soon as I walked out of the city gate, I saw the porridge shop set up by the government, and the refugees lined up in a long line, waiting for the rice porridge to be alms.

There was no expression of joy or anger on the refugee's face, just a silent expression, as if he had resigned himself to his fate. If it weren't for the hunger instinct, you wouldn't see the slightest attachment to life on their faces. It's a desperate expression. Qianyuan's heart is like a wave, didn't you say that the Tang Dynasty was prosperous, how could there be people suffering so much, you are seated on the throne of Li Jiaerlang.

Wang Qianyuan asked himself repeatedly, he relived this life, although his life was important, it can be seen that these families are ruined and displaced refugees, he can't be indifferent, Qianyuan keeps blaming himself, and he has no ability to save these people.

Maybe I should do something, I can't just watch it like this, since I don't know how to do it, let's start with this porridge shop first.

Tell the stop horse to turn the head of the car and go home! Let Chuanfu invite Lin Daochang, and when the three of them sat down, Wang Qianyuan got up and said: "Uncle Xu, Lin Daochang, the Turks have invaded Youzhou recently, the villagers have been displaced, and the young son is crying in the road, the boy can't bear to see this scene, I am willing to scatter all my family wealth to save the people of the Tang Dynasty, and I hope the two uncles will help me!"

Lin Daochang helped him up, and said three times in a row, one voice was louder than the other: "If you need to say it quickly, you will help with this matter." "

Master Xu: "What do you want me to do, the son just opens his mouth." "