Chapter 47: Poor man

Chapter 47 Poor People
The confused Yun Lang always felt that something was wrong. The King Huainan knew that it was someone who wanted to be emperor and crazy.
Could it be that he invented tofu?
A prince does not manage Hou Guo well, what kind of tofu do you study?
Yun Lang's confused, but one thing is very clear, the farther away from the Huainan King, the better.
In this era of the puppet emperor Liu Che, who dares to fight against him, there is only one way to go.
Whether it is the king of the Huns, the minister, or the vassal, whoever looks disliked by him will eventually die without a burial place.
When Princess Changping left, Yun Lang suddenly found out that he actually promised Changping to open a tofu workshop ......
"Soybeans are more resistant than millet millet. They do n’t pick land, but instead fertilize the land. Planting millet millet in the field after planting millet millet, the harvest is higher than the field where millet millet was planted last year. Therefore, it has been grown as rations for livestock.
When you eat tofu, there will be no flatulence. It really shows the usefulness of beans.
Don't go anywhere these days, think about tofu well, as long as you get it out, it's a big deal! "
When Changping left, there was some emphasis on what he said, and she could see that she was very worried.
Yun Lang always feels that the country's major affairs are related to his farts. He just wants to buy the land where the emperor was buried, and then plant big trees, thorns and grains, fruit trees, and make a big manor to raise the poor Dazai to Die, and then live happily in the land of Han.
Anyway, in this era, masters are like clouds, cool officials like rain, conspiracy everywhere, ignorance, the emperor is a big devil who is serious about his mind and does not blink, no need to worry about being bullied by other races, it is good to live a good life, no Must be strong.
There are countless talents in the world, and the ones who die the most are those who like to be in the limelight.
Chou Yong closed the door, Liang Weng's wife and Yun Chong made a bowl of noodles for Yun Lang,
Yun Lang squatted under the bamboo forest and ate with a big mouth, and saw that the whirling bamboo shadow was like a tiger, his nose suddenly sour, and tears fell off.
Chou Yong was about to comfort him, so he heard Yun Lang choking and said, "Don't get me a single head garlic ..."
The armor in the rattan box fits very well, and there are not many such small armor troops. Until Yun Lang saw the name of Huo Qubing in the breastplate, he did not know that this guy brought his armor.
I used to dream of having Yulin Lang's armor, but now it is quietly placed in the box, but Yun Lang has no idea to wear it.
Yu Linlang's standard weapon is terrible, at least not comparable to Yun Lang's own weapon, and the Yulin Army's weapon is already the best weapon in the Han army.
Qin's production is still a guarantee of quality. From this point of view, Dahan's current war potential is not as good as when Daqin ruled the world.
The biggest advantage of sleeping in a tall building is that it is easy to have a stroke. The wind blows through the hall, and I do n’t know why those seniors like to sleep in the tall building with bare chest and milk. Yun Lang feels that these guys are completely famous for their health.
The house that leaked everywhere had a cold after a night of sleep. The nose was stuffed badly. After reluctantly getting up, he let Ugong Yong hit the cold well water, clenched his teeth into his face, and after a few chills all over his body, the muddled brain finally gradually Become clear.
His most powerful weapon is his brain. It is a very moment now. If one fails to cope, he will become the spy of Huainan King.
Is not a spy who knows how much was killed by the Great Han Tingwei Mansion, that is a true example of killing the wrong and not letting go.
If you want others to value you, you must be useful to others. If you want others to pay special attention to you, you must show the corresponding value.
Therefore, when planning to build a tofu workshop, Yun Lang was very enthusiastic and forced himself to drink Yun Lang, a pot of millet porridge, and began to draw early in the morning to prepare all the utensils needed in the tofu workshop.
This time, instead of directly handing over the money to Yunlang, Changping sent a supervisor to be responsible for the manufacture of all utensils and the expenditure of money and food.
As for the place to open a shop, in the back garden of Changping Hou Mansion, they opened a street-facing door on the wall and used a large row of bungalows built against the surrounding wall. There is still water, sunshine, and open space. Even if the workshop's venue problem is solved.
A dozen or so people who were obviously made by officials in Yunlang proposed that a large number of wooden barrels, steamers, and wooden boxes were needed, and the sound of sawing wood did not stop for a day.
Want to build a giant iron pan, now only Zhuo Shi has this strength. After that trip, the manager returned with a pale face.
The cost of the cauldron is expensive ...
This is a very difficult thing to understand. Zhuo Ji used Changping ’s name to keep the iron workshop in Yanglingyi, but now I do n’t know what madness I dare to embarrass him.
Angrily went to find the owner, and it looked very difficult. Yun Lang felt that things were not good. Zhuo Ji was a fool, and Pingshou was not.
Without the certainty of steadfastness, offending Changping is equivalent to offending the of death.
People came to Yunlang to drink tea at sunset. His face was gray and gray, and he continued to drink tea without saying a word.
"Now that you have decided to turn your face, you are now counting on the people behind you to help you hold on. If you can't hold on, or someone else walks away, you want to die and have no place to bury."
"Help me, help Zhuo Ji!"
"I'm unlucky now, don't look at being an official, I'm free when I'm not white.
If someone wants to hack me, I do n’t even have a chance to call wrong, because they will say that the military law is enforced against me. "
"Premier!"
Hearing this name, Yun Lang involuntarily hiccupped, and kept hiccuping all night long.
"Premier!"
Senior Prime Minister, Wan Wanshi, 60,000 yuan per month, at the rate of Lihou.
The puppet emperor Liu Che appointed the grandson of the imperial doctor, Sun Hong, as the prime minister. From then on, all civilians should be banned.
"Hanshu? Officials of the Hundred Officials" said: "Xiangguo, prime minister, all Qin officials, gold seal purple ribbon, palm assistant Tianzi assistant Wan Ji.
Cheng has the power to elect, serve as an official, resign, and torture relative to the hundred officials.
The emperor had a grand courtesy to the prime minister. According to the stipulations of the ceremony for the appointment and dismissal of the prime minister, the emperor himself personally attended the DPRK meeting, and officials above 600 stone in Beijing must attend the meeting.
The prime minister met, and the emperor must meet in the formal court at the main hall.
The prime minister finished his job and resigned. The emperor would stand up and send him to the palace gate.
The prime minister was seriously ill, and the emperor had to come to ask about the illness in person, and sent an agent to deliver the medicine.
After the prime minister died, the corpse was moved from the prime minister's house to the private house. The emperor personally came to the house to hang the sacrifice, and gave him coffins, burial grounds, and artifacts. This shows the respect of the prime minister's status.
The current prime minister is Guangping Hou ... Xue Ze.
The characters of the great Han Dynasty, Yun Lang, are somewhat memorable, such as Tian Yu, such as Gongsun Hong, and Xue Ze, to be honest, he really has no half memory.
"Do you think Xue Ze is powerful, or Wei Qing and Princess Changping are powerful?"
"Naturally it is Wei Qing and Princess Changping is very powerful, but Princess Changping is angry. Zhuoji and I have lost most of their family property. Once they offend Xue Ze, tomorrow will be our end.
Now this is nothing more than drinking thirst to quench thirst. "
Yun Lang said strangely: "He is a majestic prime minister, what do you like about Zhuo's iron smelting?"
"Qu Yuan Plow!"
Yun Lang said in surprise: "What's the matter with Qu Yuanli and your Zhuo Shi? It's right to find Wei Qing or Changping ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Pingsuo's painful way:" It was produced in Zhuo Shi, Prime Minister believes that since Zhuo can make the first one, he can make the second one. "
"Then build it, you created the plow head, and the scrap remains in your hands. Will it be finished if you build another one?"
"Princess Changping is not allowed!"
"So, does Changping know that Xue Ze is playing the song?"
Pingshou desperately said: "I just came from the door of Changping Hou Mansion, today I kneeled with Zhuo Ji at the door all day, and the princess did not see us."
Yun Lang couldn't help but smiled and looked at Pingshou: "The two big nobles are not willing to confront each other, so they have to force you, right?"
Actually, as long as you die, this matter will disappear, right? "
People laughed smirkly: "It is indeed so! If it was not for Sima Xiangru who told Qu Yuanli about Xue Yuanli's affairs for the sake of being an official, there would not be my predicament now.
Yun Lang smiled and said: "Do you think it's useful to find me?"
People trembling and holding a tea cup with both hands and took a sip of the tea ceremony: "Old man Liushenwuzhu ......"
Watching Pingzuo walk across the threshold with his body, Yun Lang smiled bitterly: "I still have a picture here, the instrument on the picture is called Aki, and it was originally a sowing farming tool matching the plough ..."
The words just exited, and Yun Lang's face changed abruptly, pointing to the sorrowful plain old man, "You are doing great!"
Yun Lang only felt that his temple was so painful, countless Venus flew in front of him, and the discomfort that was depressed these days, all surged up in an instant, and his eyes widened hard, but the eyes were getting darker.
The last thing he heard was ugly screams. Ugly's voice was always loud, but this time it was not very clear.