“This is delicious.”

"Shangqian, steam for three minutes, apply garlic and chili, and the taste will be amazing."

The second master and Zhao Huan were sitting in a small and dilapidated house, waiting for the things inside.

What they eat is an oyster produced in the coastal areas of Fujian, which is called sea fat. Because there are not many people eating, it is flooded everywhere every autumn, and the big ones can even grow as long as a man's slap.

Because this place lacks vegetables and fresh pigs, cattle and sheep, the coastal people prefer those fat and delicious fish and shrimps. They don’t eat these fat shells very much.

But this is a supreme delicacy for children who grew up in the inland. They are now in the production preparation stage and have relatively few jobs. After Zhao Huan came here, he would go to the beach to pick up a knife and pry oysters from the stones. His daily life is poor, fulfilling but lonely.

Zhao Huan was so happy that he was this second child that he had picked more than a hundred oysters to entertain the second master for the first time.

"Second."

"Hmm? What's wrong with Brother Huan."

"You're just a fool." Zhao Shuang suddenly scolded Erye while eating oysters: "What's the thing in your mind?"

Because the relationship between brothers is very good, the second master, who is below one person in Liao Kingdom, was scolded but was not angry. He just slowly cut the oysters with an iron knife, lowering his head and silently.

"Do you really think your uncle is fake when he is engaged in a coup under his uncle's nose? No, what do you think of your father?"

"I……"

This made the second master a little embarrassed. He really didn't know how to answer Zhao Huan's question. He didn't understand what he was thinking at that time.

As for how he looked at his father, to be honest, he was actually a little confused before, because he had little contact with his father, and all the concepts of his father were just a few sides of the year and a large number of folk legends about Song Beiyun.

But as he grew older and became the top staff officer of the third brother, he felt that there were too many rumors about his father, because some things were simply impossible and were pure nonsense.

Therefore, he always thought that his father was just a jester who was praised by others. His only powerful thing was that he knew people with a keen eye and good talent in poetry and prose. In addition, some chances and accidents made him reach the peak of power in the Song Dynasty and even China. He mainly relied on the assistance of the gods around him to become stronger and stronger.

But now... he actually changed his view of his father. Although there was no update information, the pressure his father put on him that day was real. Even now, he always felt scared whenever he thought of the scene that day.

"Actually, I don't know much..."

"Brother, it's not that I'm talking about you, you guys." Zhao Huan uncovered the lid of the pot and took out the oysters inside and placed it on the plate: "It's just that I'm too sensible and too smart. People are more sensible and prone to doubts. You doubt how many rumors about your uncle are true. In addition, he has always been kind to the children at home, so you think he's just that, right?"

"Um."

"However, you are smarter and you are mistaken for your intelligence." Zhao Huan sighed: "Before I came, I chatted with my incompetent father for a night. He told me that most of the rumors about my uncle in the world are true, but the fake ones are still told by hugging me, for fear of telling the truth, people think they are bragging."

"ah?"

"What are you? What are you calling me? I don't know the true face of Mount Lu, because I am in this mountain. When my uncle and you were so old, they took your mother and two of them to save 400,000 victims in Luzhou. At that time, they combined, one was eighteen and one was sixteen. Later, he went to Huizhou alone to crack the shocking case, which led to the rebellion of ten southern provinces. He seized Nanchang alone, took Changsha, defeated Jingzhou, and settled Xiangyang, and used his own strength to control the south.

The rebellion died in its infancy, and then occupied Chang'an, captured Xixia, conquered the grasslands three times, and guarded Beiping. Later, the dynasty's strategies were established, reformed the imperial examinations, broke the aristocratic families, cleaned up bad gentry, reorganized order, reformed the military system, created workshops, opened schools, and trade. So far, all countries have come to court, and the world has returned to their hearts. My uncle has made a book and created science. The Taishigong has fixed it as a saint. Do you think your father is not as good as you?"

After saying that, Zhao Huan added: "This is not what I said, it is the record of the historian on the other end of Shigong. It is about to enter the history of the country. The second, the second, do you know that your father's words in the history books have exceeded that of the First Emperor and Emperor Gaozu of Han, who is only forty years old. How can you compete with him?"

The second master pursed his lips: "I know I was wrong... Isn't it all exiled for three thousand miles?"

"Hey." Zhao Huan patted his shoulder: "Dog thing, you're still tender."

"Stop talking... stop talking."

"More importantly, my uncle has not yet been criticized for being cruel and acting in a tough manner, but he can't find any loss of his personal morality. He has almost never left his money for himself and his family, and has invested all the money he earns to reward him at all levels. He has not formed a clique with anyone for personal gain. At that time, the officials in the court racked their brains to search for his uncle's faults, and he couldn't find a name that could pull him off after going back and forth. He was loyal, filial, rational and trustworthy, and his uncle took all of it. Since you were young, you have seen any servants in your family except your aunt's personal maid?"

"Yes... there are no servants at home."

After saying this, the second master patted his head vigorously. Only then did he remember that he had never been served by the so-called so-called life since he was a child, and he had to do it himself most of the time.

This is unimaginable among people of the same class. Apart from the few personal maids brought by my mother from the palace, there are no other servants in the family.

Moreover, since childhood, my father had not taken back a single coin except for his salary. The family's expenses were maintained by his mother and a few concubines.

From this point of view, he was too young to give birth. His father was indeed low-key, so low-key that it was unbelievable. His identity was actually similar to that of the emperor, but his private life became more and more simple. His favorite dish was just plum dish, pork with pork and bacon three steamed. Except for the wild game made by farmers, he would buy it for home to try it out, there was no special treatment at the rest.

It is already impossible for others to be at the peak of power but not to use public power for private purposes.

Alas...you are young after all.

"Okay, don't be sad." Zhao Huan handed another oyster to the second master: "This is to teach you a lesson. My uncle has taught you a skill. You shouldn't have any random doubts anymore. Do it well, accompany me, and work in this remote place."

Zhao Huan was not very resentful. He had a natural closeness to this kind of local atmosphere. Although the difference between the prince and the village official in terms of identity was a bit big, he didn't seem to have much thought. Zhao Xing asked him to calm down and take his time, so he would take his time, at least he didn't have to intrigue with others here.

Originally, he was quite lonely, but now that the second child is here, he is no longer alone and he is more energetic in working.

"But you have to be prepared to endure hardships, this job is not easy to do."

"Um……"

Although the second master was ready to be tortured, he had not been comfortable for a day since he started working with Zhao Huan. A few days ago, he followed his brother to go to the ground to drive piles. After a night of driving, he had difficulty even serving food, and his whole body was sore and swollen that he was about to die.

The next day, just dawn, they were about to get up again and ate the same thing in the pot with a group of mud legs. The second master was not used to eating it and his body was in pain, so he hid in a place where no one was around to wipe his tears secretly.

But no matter how uncomfortable it is, I didn’t feel much resentment when I looked at Zhao Huan. He was the prince, but Zhao Huan could be integrated with the land behind him, holding a hoe in his hand, looking like a working person.

Look at myself again... my whole body is white and tender, and I don’t look like I work, let alone the lumps of flesh on my body like Zhao Huan.

You should know that they all came from the same school back then, and they both had no touch of spring water. But now Zhao Huan has been reborn but he still looks like a ill person.

I think I am unwilling to accept it.

However, he also saw the power of the legendary "mass line". Zhao Huan's appeal and cohesion here can be said to be unparalleled. The local people may not even know whether there is an emperor in the Song Dynasty, but they have no doubts about Zhao Huan at all, so they do whatever they want.

"I told me in my uncle's letter."

During lunch break, Zhao Huan sat in front of the mound of sand next to the construction site: "The people have a scale in their hearts. They have the most simple values. If you can take them forward, they will follow you. If you treat them as people, they will treat you as characters. This thing is something you have to exchange for with your thoughts, ideas and actions."

At this time, the women in the rear came here to deliver food. The food in Zhao Huan's lunch box is always the best and most exquisite. It's not okay to not eat it, because it was personally given to him by the oldest old lady in the village, and if she doesn't eat it, she will scold her.

Looking at Zhao Huan's food and then looking at his simple meal, the second master felt a little aggrieved again.

"You eat mine." Zhao Huan handed him the lunch box: "Let's change it."

"No." The second master was also furious: "I have to ask them to give me the best."

"That's OK, do it well." Zhao Huan took out a wooden spoon and rubbed it on his body and started eating: "I asked the women to start collecting seafood and drying them into dry goods. They just need to do it. I will find them about sales. Anyway, my term of office here is about five years. If I can't triple the income of each household in these five years, I won't leave."

Zhao Huan said while eating: "You have a good mind, you can think of more tricks. It must be better than me."

In fact, the second master is a very ambitious person, so it is very contradictory...

Prince Huan is not a fool. Of course, he knew what his uncle sent his proud brother here for, and wasn't he afraid that he would go wrong by thinking about it. If this guy went wrong, then when his uncle was old, there would be no good way to cure it except with one knife.

So Zhao Huan thought of ways to wear down the second master's physical fitness every day, so that he could fall asleep when he went back and eat wildly, without leaving any room for him to think.

After a while, he will slowly talk about the matter of tempering his mind and nature.

And if Song Beiyun really threw the second master out alone, he really didn't know what would happen.

There is no entertainment in this place, and life is very monotonous and boring every day. Zhao Huan is used to it, but the second master is not used to it. When he encounters Xiu Mu, he will always sit alone on the millstone at the door in a daze.

Zhao Huan saw it, and later when Xiu Mu arrived, he pulled him to fish...

"If I had known, I would have gone to the front line for my elder brother."

On this day, the second master suddenly said this while fishing: "You are all more promising than me."

"The sword is sharpened by sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold. You are the sword, Erdan."

The second master laughed and leaned against the stone behind: "If I were really a sword, would it end up like this?"

"I don't like to hear what you said."

Zhao Huan pointed at himself: "What you said is my career."

"I did not mean that……"

"I know." Zhao Huan waved his hand and said, "Stop talking nonsense, let me beat you up."

Second Master immediately shut up. Among the children who grew up together, Second Master’s military power is the bottom of the food chain... But now the key is that the ceiling of IQ has been occupied by Third Master. Second Master is now thirteen, which is the fundamental reason for his collapse in mentality.

"I don't know how the boss is doing now."

"Yes." The second master sighed: "I hope that the four of us will meet again in our lifetime."

Speaking of Goudan, he is now wandering around in a small market. This is the second time the other person has come here to do business. This time it is obviously larger and there are more things you can buy.

Second Master thought this feeling was quite interesting. Although he could not speak the language, he still had that kind of inexplicable happiness.

Peace is so good, even if it is a short-lived peace.

This time, Goudan bought a book, which is a book called "The Ideal Country" by Plato, an ancient European thinker. Although Goudan couldn't understand the language, didn't he have a translation brother? He said that this book was pretty good, and it was also a book that the translation brother had always wanted.

In fact, since the other side discovered that this was not a soft persimmon barbarian, the exchanges between the two sides have begun to increase. In the absence of war, the fluidity of thought was completely revealed.

This is actually the beginning of cultural exchanges between the East and the West. We admit that each other is not barbarians, but is actually a necessary part of communication and communication.

Although they will inevitably fight on the battlefield in the future, at least now, some of them are engaged in a cultural exchange.
Chapter completed!