Chapter 425: The "Rebel" Nest
The news of the victory also reached Xuchang.
Yu Wenjun was taking a group of shogunate generals and their wives and daughters on an autumn outing. After hearing the news, he immediately held a banquet to celebrate.
As the saying goes, people's joys and sorrows are not the same. The emperor of Luoyang was frowning, but Xuchang was smiling and laughing.
Yu Liang's wife, Xun, sat next to Yu Wenjun with a hint of flattery.
"This cake is extremely delicious, but it doesn't use pig paste. Why?" Xun picked up a piece of steamed cake and asked softly.
“A few months ago, the Taiwei sent a group of Luoyang craftsmen to Xuchang. Some of them were good at making oil. They opened an oil workshop in the village, pressed the oil with watermelon seeds, and grinded it into a soup. Yu Wenjun said happily when his sister-in-law asked.
"This must be the secret method of the palace craftsmen." Xun sighed.
As Yu’s eldest daughter-in-law, she is not a stupid woman who knows nothing.
Since the Han Dynasty, officials have eaten more fat and ointment, while common people have eaten oil (vegetable oil).
But in fact, the people didn't even have to eat the oil, because there were only a few types of oil that could be squeezed out.
For example, the oil of Nai is mainly used for coating, not for eating.
At this time there are mainly three oil crops: flax (sesame), pockmark (flax), and elvers (perilla).
But what comes out of these three types of pressure is not oil, but a paste. It tastes very strange, unpleasant and unpalatable. Rather than eating it, it is more used for smearing on silk and making candle oil. As well as moisturizing hair.
Flax oil is pure oil, but it is mostly purchased from the Western Regions. I don’t know how they extract it.
While Mr. Xun was thinking about it, Yu Wenjun had someone bring him a bowl of green alfalfa oil - the impurities were much reduced, and it was no longer a paste, but looked a bit oily.
“The color of the alfalfa oil is lovely and green, and its smell is beautiful. It can be used to cook cakes.” Yu Wenjun said: “By the way, the alfalfa oil is pure in nature and can be used for coating, which is better than hemp oil. It can also be used to make candles! But it can’t be made. Runfa..."
Looking at Yu Wenjun's childish chatter, Mrs. Xun chuckled and said, "The secrets of the palace are in your hands, so you have to take good care of them. Whether the family business can expand in the future depends on these. "
Yu Wenjun shook his head regretfully and said: "My husband said that this is a benefit obtained by the soldiers fighting desperately. He cannot enjoy it alone, but must spread it so that the people of Henan can benefit from it. . ”
Lanzi oil comes from waterlily seeds (the average oil content is close to 40%). It is a very widely planted crop in this country, and almost every household has a batch planted in the front yard.
Of course, there are many flax plants, but the paste obtained by pressing its seeds has a very strong fishy smell, and even ordinary people do not like to eat it. It is generally used for coating and lighting.
In comparison, alfalfa oil is indeed a very ideal source of vegetable oil - the raw materials are readily available and are widely grown.
"Mr. Chen is already famous enough, does he still need to be like this?" Mr. Xun was a little puzzled.
"He said that if you keep it hidden, it might be lost. It's better to popularize it and let the common people share some of the benefits." Yu Wenjun said.
Xunshi still has some regrets.
Although this unique skill cannot make you money, it is still an income. She can't understand why you don't need it.
"The Taiwei also sent many craftsmen, right?" Xun asked again.
“There are too many.” Yu Wenjun picked up a piece of cake cooked in oil, ate it slowly, and said casually: “There are those who weave, there are those who make jewelry, there are those who make lacquer, and there are those who tan leather. There are too many."
"Winning the battle is indeed beneficial," Xun said with emotion: "The Huns were defeated in the battle of Zhemati, and Luoyang still refused to ask for anything? Will there be many craftsmen coming later?
“It’s hard to say.” Yu Wenjun shook his head: “These craftsmen are not from Luoyang. Most of them come from various counties to serve in the capital, and they may not be able to stay. But before leaving, they can be allowed to take care of their apprentices.”< br>
Of course, not all craftsmen in Luoyang City are locals from Luoyang.
In fact, the vast majority of craftsmen came to serve as corvees and left as soon as their term was over.
This is also one of the benefits of the imperial court.
Without this sign, it would be impossible for all the states in the world to send craftsmen to Beijing. This is purely an act of "funding the enemy".
"Mr. Chen won the battle, will he enter the capital..." Mr. Xun first glanced around with the corner of his eye, and then asked in a low voice.
“I don’t know either.” Yu Wenjun replied in a low voice.
Actually, she knew. Her husband had said that he would go to Luoyang once when he was a teacher. But she had been the mistress of Xuchang for more than half a year, and she was no longer as ignorant as before. She knew that some things should not be said nonsense. It will disappoint your husband.
Just now Jiangxia quietly told her that after winning two consecutive battles at Gaoping and Zhemati, her husband's reputation has reached its peak, and every next step will attract attention. To avoid trouble, at this time It's best not to say anything, even if it's the family members of the shogunate, they won't say anything if they can.
“It’s not easy for Mr. Chen to get to where he is today.” Seeing that Yu Wenjun didn’t want to say anything, Ms. Everyone laughed when they said that Chen Gongke recorded the affairs of the Shangshutai. "
"The Jin family's wife" is the wife of Jin Zheng, the governor of Yinqiang Youying. Her surname is Li and she comes from Xiangcheng.
Because she came from a poor family, Ms. Li had a bit of inferiority complex and could not let go in front of Ms. Xun and others. However, she wanted to break into this circle and pave the way for her husband's future. It was really not easy.
Yu Wenjun met Mr. Li.
She still remembered that when they first met, Mrs. Li, who was older than her, bowed solemnly and called her "Master's Mother", which made her blush.
However, she may not have noticed the complicated expressions on other people's faces when they heard the title "Master's Wife".
No matter how high their family status or background, they are not qualified to call Yu Wenjun "Master's Mother". "It is your husband's own opinion whether to record the affairs of the Taige or not. We, the women, should not talk too much." Yu Wenjun glanced at Mr. Xun and said.
Xunshi nodded, slightly surprised.
After Wenjun got married, he was indeed different. He was no longer the innocent girl in the boudoir. Every move she made seemed to be deliberately imitating some noble lady - for some reason, she thought of Pei, the concubine of the East China Sea.
The little girl has grown up.
Then he smiled secretly. Wen Jun said that he would do whatever he wanted to do to his husband. It was obvious that he was very dependent on her. Chen Gongzhen married an obedient little wife and returned home. She obeyed her husband in everything and tried her best.
At the same time, he even expressed emotion that Wen Jun was so lucky that he might become a queen in the future.
Move around more.
After Chen Gong established the cauldron, the heroes had to be ranked in order, and the distance between them was very important.
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It is October and the weather is getting colder.
After the envoys reporting the victory left Xuchang, they were divided into multiple groups and went to the counties of Henan and Yan separately.
After the county received the victory document, it was sent to all counties, and they sent people to post it near the city gate and at the intersection of important roads to inform the whole territory.
For a time, the news of victory spread wildly throughout the land of Henan. Not only the powerful scholars, but also ordinary people heard about it - of course, they could not read the first-hand news, and what they heard was an distorted version. .
As the foundation of Shao Xun, Chen Jun suddenly fell into a sea of joy.
Zhang Chong, the son of Zhang Heipi, was both happy and worried.
He held the precious sword at his waist tightly and looked towards the north.
My father went on an expedition and I don’t know when he will be back.
"What are you worried about?" Yingzheng Fengtong patted Zhang Chong on the shoulder and said with a smile: "In the Battle of Gaoping, the Huns were beaten to a pulp. How long has it been? Even if the Huns train their troops simply, He is definitely able to come back, and there should be a reward.”
Hearing the word “reward”, the people around me were filled with envy, secretly thinking that I would also go to the battlefield. Wouldn't it be nice to have a piece or two of cloth back?
After the Battle of Gaoping last year, the Xiongnu retreated, and all Wubao sent troops to surround and kill the defeated troops. Those who captured something could at least get a piece of silk. If you are killing an official, it depends on the level. Anyway, there are many.
The Battle of Heyang is such a big scene, no matter what, you can still get a few heads, right? Fuck, I can do it too! What a loss, what a loss!
"Rewards are not rewarded..." Zhang Chong smiled bitterly and said: "It would be great if my grandfather can come back. He is old and it is really not suitable to go into battle anymore. I am the eldest son in the family. If there is a war in the future, I went out to fight on behalf of my grandfather, so that I wouldn’t have to worry about it at home.”
When everyone heard this, they all sighed.
Filial piety comes first in the country, and Zhang Chong was so filial that they were very envious. Damn it, go back and take care of your own children and see how filial other people's children are.
Feng Tong of Yingzheng also looked at Zhang Chong with admiration, and said to everyone: "From now on, no matter who goes into battle or comes back, everyone must take care of each other. Mr. Chen has given us the land. This is a big deal. Kindness. Without Mr. Chen, we would all have died from famine and epidemic, and we would have no luck, and we would never have been able to obtain a house and land that could be passed down to future generations."
"Yes, my land also belongs to the He family. Without Mr. Chen, how can I get the land from the He family?" A team leader from the main camp helped.
“You have to fight bravely when you go into battle. If Mr. Chen is gone, who knows if this land will be taken away?”
“If Mr. Chen doesn’t come out, what can I do? "
"What will happen to the common people!"
"What will happen to the common people if Mr. Chen does not come out! From now on, when we support Mr. Chen in Luoyang, we will also be the founding fathers of the country."
As soon as he said this, everyone laughed.
Smiling and laughing, I got goosebumps all over my body.
What a big deal! Does this count as a change of dynasty? Can it really be done?
But when I think about the days when I almost died of starvation, and look at the present days when my family is reunited despite not being rich, it seems that there is nothing I can't do.
What did the edicts say? The destiny is about to move, and the artifact is suitable! Yes, that's it.
Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, everything is silent.
No one is born stupid.
When it comes to their own interests, farmers, no matter how dull or inarticulate they appear to be, will become very shrewd, let alone these complex refugees.
The outcome of the Battle of Jamati greatly inspired everyone.
They may not understand grand strategy, but they can observe.
This year the Huns did not come to destroy their crops and houses. Doesn’t this explain the problem?
It is absolutely right to follow Mr. Chen.
In this matter, they are even more confident than the aristocratic families, or more blindly obedient.
Unknowingly, Chen County has become another "anti-thief" base camp in the Jin Dynasty. Its quality seems to be no worse than Pingyang, or even worse.
(End of this chapter)