The spring scenery of Bianliang has made brothel women more glorious.

"Young man, come on!"

"Little Langjun, I have no customers today!"

Wang Yun walked across a street with a cold face. After turning around, his face softened a little.

"The little husband is here."

"Is this a look at Zuo Zhen?"

“…”

Wang Rong had a stern face again, but his face felt a little hot.

Zuo Zhen was frying quails, and when he saw him coming, he said uncomfortable: "Don't come in the future."

Wang Rong entered the shop and skillfully helped her clean the quails.

After cleaning, pickle it.

"When you marinate, remember to put it in your stomach and soak it in juice outside..."

Zuo Zhen turned around and looked at him muttering, then smiled, "Where did your prescription come from? Does it work?"

Yesterday, Wang Yun bought some seasonings and said that he would help her get a new recipe today to ensure it tastes delicious.

Wang Rong put more than ten quails in a basin and said, "I want it with Shen An."

"Master Gui Xin... no, is it Duke Chen County?" Zuo Zhen said happily: "That's the chef god of the Song Dynasty! Those chefs all respect him like gods. I just felt that I was not a cooking person, so I didn't dare..."

Last time Chen An took action, he directly asked the group of rascals to be sent to Qiongzhou. Zuo Zhen was very grateful.

Wang Rong felt a little sad, "You are done... I will support you in the future."

"Not rare!" Zuo Zhen was silent, and then became happy again, "This street is now gone, and I don't dare to come."

Chen An was too ruthless last time, and the rambuns were afraid that they would be thrown to Qiongzhou, so no one dared to come here to collect money.

"Zuo Niangzi, this is a mutton steamed bun, try it!"

A man came in with a bag of oil paper. When he saw Wang Rong, he smiled and said, "Young man is here too? It's just right to look like this."

When Wang Yun heard what he said interestingly, he glanced at Zuo Zhen.

Zuo Zhen shook his head and said, "I've had breakfast, thank you, Brother Wang."

The man said, "It's fine. If you have something to say hello in the future, everyone can do their best."

Thanks to Chen An, the street is now no longer slutty to collect money, and the merchants cannot be grateful to Chen An, so they transfer their gratitude to Zuo Zhen.

I give you some food every now and then, and I have the strength to work hard for everyone...

In this way, Zuo Zhen's life was much better.

Wang Rong waited for the time to come, so he asked Zuo Zhen to start frying quails.

When the quails got into the oil pan, Zuo Zhen said happily: "This fragrance is good, much better than before."

"It smells so good!"

Wang Rong also said happily: "Is this effective?"

Zuo Zhen praised: "The Chen County Duke is indeed a top-notch genius. Not to mention both civil and military affairs, even cooking is so outstanding, which is admirable."

"Hey! What's this? It smells so good!"

"quail!"

"Come one!"

"One one is also..."

“…”

The people of the foodie empire came smelling the fragrance, and in an instant, Zuo Zhen's shop was full of people.

The business was so good that Wang Rong had to stay and help.

I was busy until noon and all the quails were sold out. The customers who had not bought them said they were early and then they dispersed.

"It's really..." Zuo Zhen wiped the sweat off his forehead and said happily: "I have never sold it so quickly."

Wang Yun looked at her and frowned and said, "I'll have lunch in the future."

"It's all for two meals." Zuo Zhen felt that Wang Rong was a bit distorted.

"Others are others." Wang Yun said: "It's good to be comfortable, what do others do?"

"Others will roll their eyes." Zuo Zhen made an eye rolling action. Wang Rong was stunned for a moment, only to feel something squirting in his chest.

This is a feeling of heartbeat.

Yes, when he saw Zuo Zhen glaring at him, he was completely in a state of decline.

He felt his throat tight, so he coughed dryly and said, "Those people... are not worth taking a look."

"You are too much." Zuo Zhen felt that Wang Rong was a proud young man, but he was too proud and looked down on others.

Wang Rong's neck leaped for a moment, and then said, "Okay. But I still have to eat something at noon."

He made a compromise.

Compromise was an incredible thing for Wang Rong, but Zuo Zhen didn't know it and scolded him again, which was called eating.

Wang Rong ate a bowl of soup cakes here and then went to the Shen family.

"The man from the palace summoned the husband to the palace, and the husband said that he was afraid that Mr. Bao's good things were coming."

Wang Yun's eyes lit up, "Are you going to the Political Affairs Hall? Yes, Cai Xiang has just arrived in the capital, but there is no room for him in the capital. He must have come to take over as the Three Sessions..."

...

Cai Xiang looked pretty good. He glanced at Zhao Shu above and thought to himself that the emperor had called him back and didn't know what he was going to do.

"The plan for the year is spring, and good news comes everywhere. This year is a good weather. At least there will be no famine in spring plowing. I am very happy after hearing this..."

Everyone here is an old guy. When everyone saw Cai Xiang appear, they thought about it carefully and immediately realized.

Cai Xiang is not young anymore and is still old-fashioned, so he cannot be placed in ordinary positions.

So what did the government want to call him into Beijing?

Everyone's eyes turned to Bao Zheng, and they were envious.

It seems that Lao Bao is about to ascend!

Who will he take?

Zhao Shu admires Han Qi quite a bit, so he can't do it.

Zeng Gongliang? Or Ouyang Xiu.

There were generally three prime ministers in the Song Dynasty. Because most of the prime ministers were named Zhaowenguan Grand Secretary, they were called Zhaowenguan Grand Secretary. Most of the second prime ministers were appointed as supervisors of national history, abbreviated as Shiguan Grand Secretary. There was also a last prime minister, most of whom were appointed as Jixian Palace Grand Secretary, abbreviated as Jixian Prime Minister.

When there are only two husbands, sometimes the Prime Minister will serve in the History Museum. Currently, Han Qi does not.

At present, Zhao Wen is Han Qi, Shi Guan is Zeng Gongliang, and there are many talented ministers.

In addition to the three ministers, there are also several political leaders.

The current political magistrate is Ouyang Xiu. Everyone thinks that he is dizzy and should abdicate and give way to the wise.

Ouyang Xiu also felt that he was most likely to step down, and his face turned pale.

Zhao Shu saw these lawsuits, but ignored them. He continued: "The Song Dynasty is getting more and more prosperous, and I feel very relieved..."

This is to praise our rhythm!

The ministers quickly bowed, "Your Majesty is wise."

This is a procedure. If the officials want to praise us, then we will praise him first. It can be considered as having come and going, and the king and his ministers are happy.

So everyone smiled.

Zhao Shu smiled, "You guys are busy with domestic affairs..."

whispering sound!

The ministers couldn't help but feel chills. After a long time of trouble, the official family didn't want to praise us for our hard work and great achievements, but wanted to find an excuse to tell us!

"I feel grateful after seeing it, so I recently looked at it, Bao Qing..."

Zhao Shu looked at Bao Zheng and remembered the official career of this minister, and couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion.

Bao Zheng was straightforward and never showed mercy to advise, which was very embarrassing for the king.

But he not only criticized the king, but also criticized the ministers and criticized the people and things that he couldn't stand. In a word, there was nothing in the world that he couldn't criticize.

An emperor is probably most at ease with such a minister.

But Bao Zheng was the number one troll in the Song Dynasty after all, and his attack power was definitely not worthy of being famous, so Zhao Shu struggled for a long time before he decided to lift him up.

I hope I won't be embarrassed by the face I'm giving.
To be continued...