"Sir, you also know that eating raw meat and drinking blood is done by barbarians and martial artists. We are all literati, this..."

"What literati, military man," Long Tianguang got angry when he heard this. "Scholars, farmers, industrialists, businessmen, where are the civil and military masters?" He looked at the frowning students with his eyes squinted, and asked, "If you don't say anything about Kansai, Zhao Yuanzhi of Kansai is considered a literati or a military man? He went to the wilderness to fight in his early years, so I don't believe that he had never eaten these things."

Long Tian Guang had a tiger face and scooped up a large bowl of sheep blood soup and drank it "huhu".

Zhu Baohan, Li Shuzhen and others looked at each other, and someone murmured: "Does Mr. Yuanzhi eat this thing too?"

Although the civil and military journey of Guandong has been a hundred years, most scholars still have the desire to go to the prime minister. After Luoyang joined the Xia Kingdom, Zhao Xingde was regarded as the pride of the Kanto people, and in the eyes of scholars, he was a living legend. When he first elected the Zhu Kingdom, the Dongren Society encouraged him a little. Scholars like Zhu Baohan, who were not willing to make progress also came up and walked around the streets and alleys to waving flags and shouting for Zhao Xingde. Therefore, Long Tian Guang did not mention Zhao Xingde. After mentioning these three words, several scholars actually began to drink the sheep blood soup in big mouthfuls. Because he thought, "Mr. Zhao is the same. I did this but I can only follow the example of the ancestors." Sheep blood and sheep miscellaneous flowed into their stomachs along their throats. The psychological disgust of everyone was not that strong, and then they felt a different kind of fresh fragrance and stimulation.

The texture of sheep blood is delicate, mixed with seasonings such as dogwood, scallion, pepper, etc., without any fishy smell, but has a unique sweet taste. A gluttonous person like Zhu Baohan can naturally taste it after putting down his psychological burden. He put down the small bowl with unsatisfactory feeling and said heroically: "I didn't expect that the blood of sheep is so delicious. Mr. Zhao is worthy of being a master of writing "Taiwan Food and Treasures in the East China Sea." After the students who were acquiring raw meat and drinking blood, they couldn't help but pulling the tiger skin as a banner, and they all said it was.

Someone sighed: "I didn't expect that the fresh sheep blood would have this sweet taste."

"This is the blood of lambs that have not been in love for a year, without fishy smell." Long Tianguang licked his lips and smiled, "Some guys in Anbei have a strong taste, and they drink the blood of rams in heat. The smell is very strong, and you will vomit after taking a sip." He looked at the sentient beings and showed a look of vomiting again, shook his head, and turned around, "I'm going to give in to the way of agriculture and animal husbandry. I don't know how many people in Guanxi can't come. Don't be born in blessings and don't know how to be blessed. Daxia teaches the field system, and uses soldiers to manage the households, and the households pay 30% of the harvest to the soldiers. If you understand or not, the gap between the annual income of the farming and animal husbandry will be large. If you really master the method of agriculture and animal husbandry, you will soon exceed twenty. Whether you want to increase the annual income, you must be treated as living Bodhisattvas."

Long Tianguang invited these students to have a big meal, originally to strengthen their ambitions for studying agriculture and animal husbandry. When he opened the conversation, he talked endlessly. In addition to the future of the bachelor's agriculture and animal husbandry, he also talked about many interesting stories from all over the world. The students in the escort also listened with great interest. However, these young scholars, such as Zhu Baohan, Li Shuzhen and others, were most curious, especially related to Zhao Xingde. After that day, rumors spread among the escort students in the official school that the so-called "eating meat from the barbarians and drinking the blood of the Huns" were the true portrayal of Zhao Xingde in the river and during the Liaodong war.

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In the pavilion in Zhaofu Garden, several wives were knitting sweaters while chatting.

Both the Song and Xia countries maintained the tradition of men farming and weaving, but the Song women often sat behind the loom, while the Xia countries produced a lot of wool. When women sat down, they used sweaters to knit their families to pass the time, either keeping their families cold or selling them to supplement their household expenses. After Luoyang returned to the Song Dynasty, knitting sweaters gradually became a trend.

Because Li Ruoxue lived in Xia Kingdom for a long time, when Zhao Xingde went out to fight, he had nothing to do in the boudoir and was even more skilled in this art. The doctoral wife of Luoyang official school made an appointment to ask for advice. In order to avoid suspicion, Li Ruoxue was inconvenient to have too many interactions with male colleagues in the bachelor's house. After a while, he had a good relationship with these bachelor's wives. Most of these women were ladies from home, and when they were familiar with each other, they could talk about everything, and even talk about some private words that they dare not speak outside.

The peonies in the garden were blooming outside the pavilion, and the warm sunlight shone through the colorful displaced of the pavilion, projecting colorful spots on Mrs. Zhao, as if she was wearing a colorful cloak for her. She sat obliquely on a rattan chair knitted a sweater, and a lazy cat curled up at her feet. Looking at this quiet picture, she really didn't know whether people were more beautiful than flowers or flowers were more beautiful than people. When she thought of the rumors outside that General Zhao was drinking blood and eating human flesh, she couldn't help feeling a little strange. Mrs. Meng was naturally curious, and holding words in her stomach was even more painful than bloating.

"Rumor outside..." Mrs. Meng hesitated for a moment and asked cowardly: "The soldiers go to war and really want to drink blood... that, right?" She pressed her voice very low, but almost in an instant, the other three ladies in the pavilion slowed down for a moment. Everyone seemed to be unaware of it, but they listened to Mrs. Zhao's answer very much.

"How could it be..." Li Ruoxue was denied, but suddenly stopped talking again, and his eyebrows frowned inadvertently.

Since they got married, they have been together for a long time. She thought about it carefully that she knew too little about Zhao Xingde. She did not know what the life of a military man was like, the various entanglements between him and the Neo-Confucian Society, nor why he suddenly married the Princess of Wu. After thinking about it carefully, except for the short days of reunion, he was a perfect husband, but at least he knew him. Even those moral articles that were passed down from all over the world were swept away because of lack of interest. The gaps left in his memory were too many. Thinking of this, Li Ruoxue felt as uncomfortable as a needle, and he looked at the garden blankly.

"Mrs. Zhao? Mrs. Zhao?"

Liu Zhi said that when his wife was stunned when she saw her, she glared at Mrs. Meng and cursed inwardly: "This long-tongued woman."

Mrs. Meng actually regretted it as soon as she said it. At this time, she felt guilty and looked at the complaining eyes of several ladies, but she didn't care about her face. She only looked at Li Ruoxue with concern, hoping that she would not be stimulated by it. For these scholar ladies, Zhao Xingde was far less important than Li Ruoxue's relationship with the Crown Princess in Song State. The Crown Princess Zhang and Li Ruoxue sisters were vaguely circulated in the mansion. The Crown Princess Zhang was the support of the Empress to the General's official wife. Therefore, these scholar ladies came to the General's Mansion for any matter and had some thoughts of clinging to him. If Li Ruoxue was unhappy due to trivial matters, it would be worth it.

"Mrs. Zhao? Mrs. Zhao? Are you okay?"

Li Ruoxue woke up from her thoughts. She reached out and stroked her hair, and smiled and said, "How can we know clearly what is happening thousands of miles away?" The garden was sunny and flowers and trees were in full bloom, but her smile was a little cold.

"Yes," Mrs. Meng couldn't help but shivered and said unawarely: "These fighting and killing things..."

Everyone tacitly avoided this topic and continued to weave sweaters silently. As the influence of Xia Kingdom became increasingly greater, various Guanxi customs were also subtly changing the lives of Luoyang people. Whether it was men or women, everyone was trying hard to adapt to the changes in life. The world was turbulent, and Luoyang was still a pure land.

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At the Yangzhou Cao Transport Terminal, all kinds of news are always passed down from word to mouth in the world.

The most exciting news in recent days is that the merchant fleet finally arrived in Quanzhou and met with the navy fleet led by Wuchang Hou. In addition, the Nanhai Navy defeated Liu Qiuyu Island Barbarians in one fell swoop and achieved the first "great victory" since the army. Although the "great victory" to wipe out the island barbarians was not good enough, it finally continued the myth of Wuchang Hou's invincible battle. Those who purchased the South China Sea stock coupons were excited and ran around to tell each other.

"Girl, Nanhai stocks seem to have doubled."

While chewing the pickle gang, Xiao Qi smiled and didn't hear the answer from the back cabin. He raised his chopsticks and made a move, and shouted, "If you don't farm or work hard, thirty cents will become sixty cents." The stock coupons he bought for his sister doubled. Xiao Qi was even happier than doing a big profit and made a big profit. He was so silly that he asked there, "This money is too easy, and it always makes people feel a little nervous. Hey, should you sell the paper ticket?"

Although the sun was very bright outside, the back cabin was still a little dark. Through the door frame, she only looked at Xiao Shiniang's skirt and kicked her shirt. She squatted beside the stove, holding a bowl of porridge. When she heard her brother talking loudly outside, she finally agreed: "The coupons are all from my brother. If you want to sell them, you can sell them." From the beginning, she did not regard these coupons as her own.

"Hi, what nonsense is yours!" Xiao Qi was unhappy, put the dishes and chopsticks heavily, and shouted at the back cabin.

Amid the quarrel between the brother and sister, the idea of ​​selling the Nanhai stock coupons was still in the womb. Xiao Qi thought that if the stock coupons were not sold, the securities institute would always register their sister's name, and once they were sold, the copper coins and silver would have no name. According to his stubbornness, he would definitely not want it, so he simply kept these stock coupons and waited until his sister remarried or retired.

In the Guazhou Du Navy Camp, Zhao Huan smiled and listened to the maid Shaoyao talking about things outside.

Shaoyao was quick to talk and asked for the news clearly: "The prince-in-law won a great victory. I went out to inquire. The people were celebrating everywhere, especially the South China Sea stock coupons in the Political Credit Institute, which originally cost ten coins, but now it takes twenty coins to buy them. For no reason, the South China Sea merchant ship did not make a transaction, and the stock coupons doubled. Princess, is it strange that you think this is strange?" She opened her eyes wide and looked at Zhao Huan, with no false alarm on her face.

"These people are really strange." Zhao Huan also smiled with a pursed lips.

"Yes," Shaoyao was very smart. She had been waiting here for a long time and said with a smile, "I heard from people that this is all the people believe in the prince-consort. I believe that as long as the prince-consort leads troops to attack, the pirates of the Great Food will definitely be eliminated, and the South China Sea caravan will return with a full load."

"Really?" Zhao Huan smiled and said, "You girl, don't make up something that is not."

"It's true," Shaoyao quickly swears, and said, "People say that buying a South China Sea coupon is to support the prince-consort's flag to win."

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