C289 Roast Potato
C289 Roast Potato
He still heard it.
Moreover, the title of champion, Yang Shuo, was known by even people like Xiao Yun, who did not hear what was happening outside the window.
After all, there were not many marquis in Qin Country!
The head of the Southern Town Security Division, the leader of the four military districts, had once followed His Majesty to battle in the south and north when he was still a prince, and had made great military achievements.
However, this person was very happy and had an extremely bad temper. When His Majesty ascended the throne and was rewarded for his meritorious service, those who didn't die would have to be a duke, but he would only be left with one marquise.
He could be considered the last Marquis in the Qin Country in the past few decades.
At that time, he was unconvinced and even caused a ruckus in the Imperial Court, but no one spoke up for him and even laughed at him behind his back.
It could be seen that his character... was truly beyond everyone's expectations.
It was fine to say that this person was messing around, but in Xiao Yun's opinion, this person was a little "stable."
After so many years, how many Dukes were left? Those who died were exempted, and those who were demoted were even more.
Only this Marquis Champion had never changed.
Just as he thought of this, he heard a loud voice outside the house, shouting in front of everyone.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty! It's such a big matter to go to war in Northern Chill, how can I, Old Yang, be excluded? Your Majesty, whether Old Yang can give the title to his son or not depends on whether he can make a contribution this time!"
This kind of speech was not only shouted out in public, but also outside the Imperial Reading Room.
It made Xiao Yun speechless.
To realize that if a person was careless to a certain extent, it would also make people gasp in amazement.
His Majesty also had an embarrassed look on his face.
He rubbed his eyebrows and waved his hand.
The eunuch hurriedly walked to the door and lifted the curtain. A burly man wearing heavy armor walked in brazenly.
His armor had metal plates attached to his boots and there were horse spikes at the back. When he stepped on the bluestone, cracking sounds could be heard.
Xiao Yun turned his head and saw that Yang Shuo's hair and beard were very white, but his face was extremely red. It was as if he had just drunk wine and looked very energetic.
Looking at this iron tower like strong man, who looked much older than before, Xiao Yun suddenly realized that he had seen this kind of person before.
The more people he had seen in his life, the easier it was for him to believe in some strange theories.
For example, in his previous life, Xiao Yun had suddenly believed in blood type horoscopes, birth dates, and so on.
There were more than four types of blood type and twelve types of horoscopes. There were dozens or even hundreds of different types of blood type and horoscopes involved.
In fact, as long as one knew enough people, such as those who knew more than 100, they would find that one person was very similar to the other person in their memories. They were very similar.
There were four numbers on each of the birth dates, and each of them was twelve. There were more than ten thousand of them, and Xiao Yun didn't feel like he had encountered more than ten thousand different people.
As the saying goes, a hundred people, all kinds of people. However, Xiao Yun felt that there would always be similarities when there were more than a hundred people.
In his memory, the burly man was very unpopular. All his companions hoped that he would die and do whatever he wanted. However, the higher ups liked him very much. Not only was his position stable, but he also lived a prosperous life.
And such people, once they became friends with someone, they would truly be friends.
Xiao Yun still could not forget that during that dangerous operation. His huge body hugged him tightly, and he jumped down from the four-meter tall building. The fracture of his legs made that iron tower like man only be able to lie in bed for the rest of his life. The seven gun eyes behind him made it so that he would never be able to eat food with a diameter of more than 1 millimeter.
Even so, when he saw Xiao Yun, he would still reveal a bright smile.
So now that he saw the champion, Yang Shuo, for the first time, he felt a sense of closeness in his heart.
It was also rare for him to reveal a bright smile when he met strangers.
Yang Shuo turned his head and glanced at Xiao Yun. He was a little puzzled, but he didn't care about Xiao Yun at all. He walked straight to the front of the king.
He opened his mouth and said, "Your majesty, Old Yang has come to see you!"
The king rubbed his forehead and couldn't help but smile bitterly. He said, "I heard you shouting outside just now. What's wrong with that?"
"Old Yang has this kind of character. Your Majesty, please don't blame him!"
Yang Shuo exonerated himself and appeared to be righteous.
Just as he was about to speak, he was suddenly stunned. He stretched his body and pulled his collar open to let out some steam. He said in surprise, "Your Majesty, it is so warm here. Huh? What is this? "
He quickly found the stove and saw a group of craftsmen doing something.
He went over and squatted down. He tilted his head and felt the heat coming from the stove. He also smelled a good smell, which made him even more curious.
"This fire is burning here? Why is there no smoke coming from it? Is there no smoke coming from this fire?"
His Majesty's eyes twitched. He chuckled and walked over arrogantly. He said loudly," This smoke was sent out from this pipe. When you came in, didn't you see that there was a pipe outside smoking? "
"I saw it. I thought it was something. It actually expelled the smoke. This..."
He immediately walked to the side and reached out his hand to wipe an artifact. Then he sighed and said, "Right now, the furniture in my house is covered in a layer of dust. The maid has been wiping the dust from morning to night several times. There is also dust. It makes me feel like I'm covered in dust every morning when I wake up. It turns out that I can even send cigarettes out of my house... This is too miraculous!"
When he returned to the side of the stove, his eyes lit up and he chuckled. "Your Majesty, during the last locust plague, our Southern Supporting Agency did our best. Logically speaking, Your Majesty should reward Old Yang. Old Yang feels that... this furnace is truly not bad."
The corners of His Majesty's eyes immediately twitched, and he did not care about it at all.
The wool had been pulled onto his head? The heavens had turned upside down!
But Yang Shuo was not going to let it go. He muttered, "Every winter, who doesn't live on tenterhooks? Which noble family in the capital has never been poisoned by cigarettes? He thought of his second uncle, who had lived to 80 years old. His body was still healthy, but his life had suddenly been taken away by the smoke poison. Sigh... His Majesty only left this treasure here and did not tell his subordinates. It was really... Sigh..."
The meaning in his words was actually blaming His Majesty.
His Majesty also felt guilty.
It was not like he could say that this thing was given to him by Xiao Yun. If that was the case, he was afraid that it would cause trouble for Xiao Yun, and he would obtain this treasure. He was also secretly using it, and indeed, he didn't tell anyone else. Speaking of which, it was a little unfair.
However, he was still a little angry.
At this moment, Yang Shuo suddenly sniffed and said in a daze, "Why is it so fragrant? There seems to be a good smell. What kind of wood did His Majesty burn?"
His Majesty was stunned for a moment and did not react for a moment.
He went over to smell it and then his eyes suddenly lit up. He squatted down without caring about his image and used an iron clamp to dig inside the furnace pit. In a short while, he took out a gray ball.
He then reached out and touched it twice. After it cooled down a little, he hurried to hold it in his hand. He even leaned to the left and right and kept blowing the air. He endured the heat and pried open the skin to reveal the white flesh inside.
It was a taro.
A type of crop in the northern region.
Xiao Yun had previously told the palace maids not to waste this pit. Some taro and other things could be roasted inside. They could also use a thick lamb belly to wash it clean and then fill it with meat and spices. Then, he would throw them into the pit and wait for more than half a day. Then, he would roast it and take it out to cut it open. Then, he would be able to eat it.
The palace maid tried it out and after eating it, His Majesty would praise it even more, thus it became a must-have meal in the Imperial Reading Room.
Today's lamb belly was just put in, so it definitely wouldn't be enough time. However, the taro was fine.
After blowing a few mouthfuls of hot air, His Majesty once again took a bite on it without caring about his image. Then, with the hot air, he chewed and swallowed it. It was clearly very satisfying!
The surface skin was torn open, so the fragrance naturally spread out.
Yang Shuo was a little stunned when he saw this. He even swallowed a mouthful of saliva heavily. Clearly, he was craving for it.
In Yang Shuo's life, he was extremely happy. He was greedy for wealth and wealth. At the same time, he was also delicious and delicious. He valued food and drink more than women.
"Your Majesty, what do you eat?"
Anyone with discerning eyes could see that it was taro.
However, he clearly knew the answer. Obviously, he wanted His Majesty to give him some.
But in terms of playing the fool, the Emperor could absolutely be considered to have attained the Transformation Realm. How could he allow it to be as he wished?
"Oh, it's just an ordinary taro. Zhen has been busy for half a day and my stomach is slightly hungry. I'll eat some food now. Please don't blame me, Minister Yang."