720 BC, late spring, March 24th.

"Black clouds turn ink, white rain dances like beads."

The sky opened a hole, the heavy rain was like pouring sea water, thunder pythons rushed down from the sky, thunder and lightning struck, lashing the Luoshi King City. The huge Luoshi King City was shrouded in a deep silence.

In this deathly silence, the sound of "tap, tap, tap, tap" the hooves of the chariot and horses came rushing in, completely trying to tear the gloomy darkness apart. It was the chariot that Emperor Zhou personally appointed as Dazai. It rushed all the way and rushed through Luoshi Palace.

The Gao Gate on the outside crossed Kumen and Pheasant Gate, answered the door, and galloped with horse hooves, running over the Zhichao Hall without getting off the car, and rushed straight through the road gate in front of the palace, the most heavily guarded road in the Luoshi Palace.

The horse neighed, kicked its front legs, snorted amidst the thunder and lightning, and suddenly stopped in front of Taiji, the roadside dormitory, despite the heavy rain. Dazai, dressed in black robes, ignored the heavy rain and jumped out of the horse without pedaling.

, passing through the eaves of the animal-faced cloud-patterned tiles in the dripping water, he grabbed the head of the owl and owl that was washed away by the rain, opened the door of the road dormitory with a bang, and trotted inside.

On the road in front of the dormitory hall, there was silence. Rows of ministers and officials stood with bowed heads in the heavy rain. No one dared to hold the rain gear to take shelter from the rain. They stood solemnly, as if waiting for something.

waiting……

At this moment, when the black-clothed Dazai entered without even a stick of incense, the golden ring with the head of the owl and owl on the door of the road dormitory slightly rang, and the door of the road dormitory, which was several feet high, opened with a bang again, and the black-clothed palace door opened with a bang.

Dazai lowered his head and couldn't see his face clearly. He slowly walked out of the hall step by step.

The next moment there was a "pop!" and he knelt down in the heavy rain, crying loudly: "The emperor...the emperor has collapsed!"

"Emperor!"

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty..."

"Why is my king just... my king!"

The ministers who lined up in front of the road and the dormitory suddenly burst into tears. No one took the lead, and no one needed to take the lead. They cried in unison, and the cries continued to rain, and the waves were louder than the waves.

The black-clothed Dazai knelt on the ground, wiped his tear-stained face with his wide sleeves, and said in a sad voice: "Dear ministers, now that my king has passed away, the court cannot go without announcing the throne for a day, otherwise the prince dies.

Passed away young, the eldest grandson, Prince Lin, is the orthodox member of our Zhou family’s lineage, with a legitimate name and a steadfast promise! I also ask all the ministers to assist the new king, encourage each other in grief, and jointly support the foundation of our Zhou family!”

"Assist the new king! Help the Zhou family!"

"Assist the new king! Help the Zhou family..."

The mournful cries instantly turned into high-pitched oaths, echoing over the Luoshi King City amid thunderstorms.

"Dazai! Dazai! Something bad has happened!" Just as everyone was swearing passionately, a senior official suddenly staggered into the entrance and fell to the ground with a thud. He didn't care about any embarrassment and got up from the ground using his hands and feet.

He shouted: "Dazai, something bad is going on. It's the sign of Yinghuo Shouxin! It's the sign of Yinghuo Shouxin!"

As he spoke, his arms trembled, and he pointed to the sky, and said: "There is a strange phenomenon in the sky, and Yinghuo stays at the big star. At the least, the king will collapse, and at worst, the country will perish! If Yinghuo moves abnormally, the world will be in chaos!!"

Snap——!

The thunder python slashed down from the sky, tearing apart the darkness of the hollow, as if it was about to split the road palace into two halves. Along with the violent thunder, there was another burst of noise, and several eunuchs and ministers ran over in a hurry, mouthing

Crying: "Dazai is not good! Dazai! Prince... no, the new king, the new king has fainted!"

In 720 BC, on March 24th in late spring, King Zhou Ping, the founding emperor of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, died in his 51st year, and his eldest grandson, Prince Lin, came to the throne...

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"Gentleman! Gentleman, please spare my life..."

"Gentleman, spare my life..."

"Let me forgive you this time! Gentleman..."

There were wailing sounds in Qi Lu's ears, one after another, like mourning for an heir. Qi Lu's ears were ringing as he cried, and his head was splitting.

He slowly opened his eyes, and first saw several men in strange clothes, kneeling on the ground, grabbing the ground with their heads, and kowtowing "dong dong dong" continuously. Their foreheads were already red and congested, but they did not dare to give up.

It was as if the head was not his own.

"Gentleman! Gentleman, please spare your life! Please spare my life!" Several men kowtowed and cried. Qi Lu squinted his eyes and slowly turned his eyes. His head was still a little dizzy, and he couldn't understand the current situation for a moment.

The quaint house should be the kitchen, because there was a black pot burning in the corner, two ceramic water jars and "outdated" kitchen utensils next to it. Qi Lu's head became even more dizzy. Why did everything around him become so weird when he opened his eyes?

Big difference?

Qi Lu heard the sound of crying in his ears. Although his head was full of questions, he slowly calmed down, calmed down, and understood the current situation.

Qi Lu did not expect that when he opened his eyes, he would come to the Spring and Autumn Period when the feudal princes were fighting. In the early Spring and Autumn Period, the royal family declined, the emperor's power weakened, the princes coexisted, and heroes rose up. The most famous Spring and Autumn Dynasties in history, led by Duke Huan of Qi, appeared one after another.

Under the checks and balances of the five hegemons, the emperor existed in name only, and the Spring and Autumn Period turned into a hypocritical and rude era.

If one word could be used to succinctly summarize the Spring and Autumn Period, there is one word that is very suitable, and that is - chaos.

Qi Lu is a very Buddhist person. To be honest, if other people opened their eyes and came to such a chaotic era, they would probably scream or faint. However, Qi Lu was surprisingly calm and did not panic at all.

Why? Because Qi Lu is very afraid of trouble.

Qi Lu is very lazy, afraid of trouble, and is an extremely Buddhist person. When he was in school, he was a good student. He never skipped class, never bullied female classmates, and never took the lead in doing bad things, because it was troublesome to ask parents; he went to work

When he was young, he never formed small groups, never made things difficult for newcomers, and never attended dinner parties, because socializing and socializing were very troublesome; when he reached the age when it was time to fall in love, Qi Lu never had a girlfriend or a boyfriend, and of course he never had a boyfriend.

Promiscuity, because falling in love is more troublesome...

There is only one thing that Qi Lu is never afraid of trouble for, and that is delicious food.

Qi Lu's cooking skills are outstanding and he likes to study all kinds of delicacies. Anyone who has tasted his cooking skills will praise him. It can be said without humility that almost no one can surpass him in cooking skills.

Qi Lv.

For people like Qi Lu who are afraid of trouble, the situation in front of them is like this anyway. Even shock and fear will not help. It will only make it more troublesome. It is better to let nature take its course.

Qi Lu finally understood the situation in front of him while wailing. The men who were wailing were dressed in plain, even tattered clothes, and they called themselves "little ministers". In the Spring and Autumn Period, "little ministers" were not the title of the ministers, but the title of "official officials".

From the names slaves used to call themselves, it is obvious that these men must be slaves doing hard labor and have no status.

Unfortunately, Qi Lu lowered his head and looked at his clothes. Although he was a little better than those slaves, it was only a little bit better. He shouldn't be much better than the slaves.

And in front of them, there was a young man in a rich robe, holding a riding crop in his hand, raising his chin slightly, and looking arrogant and arrogant. He was obviously what the slaves called a "gentleman."

This era is somewhat different from that in the future. "Gentleman" is not a term for a person of noble character. "Gentleman" is opposite to "villain". Only people with status and status can be called gentleman. Younger people are also called "gentlemen".

Hui is called Shaojun, while slaves and people with no status are called villains, or "savages".

The young gentleman was holding a riding whip in his hand and swinging it around. The tip of the riding whip was stained with blood. He had obviously beaten someone, and the person who was beaten, there was no doubt that he was Qi Lu.

Qi Lu felt a burning pain on his back. He didn't need to look back to know that the blood stains on the riding crop were his. Maybe he suddenly traveled to the Spring and Autumn Period because this young gentleman beat the real master alive.

It was only after he died that he encountered such trouble.

"Gentleman! Sacrifice to the little gentleman! Spare your life! Spare your life!"

The slaves cried and howled, as if they had fallen into a toad pit, but Qi Lu did not cry. In Qi Lu's words, because crying was too troublesome and consumed lung capacity...

Qi Lu tilted his head slightly. From his angle, he could see the large water tank in the corner. The water tank in this era was still made of clay. It was filled with water. When he tilted his head, the water just reflected Qi Lu.

image of law.

The reflection was shaky and not very clear, but Qi Lu breathed a sigh of relief, because his appearance was still his own, and there was basically no big change.

Why do you say it's not that big? Of course, there are changes, because Qi Lu has become a "white-faced scholar", the kind who has no power to tie a chicken, with a pale complexion, a slender figure, a willow-thin waist that cannot be grasped, and is scattered.

Her temple hair hangs down casually, as if she is born with a myriad of deficiencies.

Qi Lu was born with a gentle manner. When he was in school, he was often "ridiculed" by the boys in the class. He was even more handsome than the school belle. Now he suddenly became weak and weak. He only added the word "geng" to his appearance than before.

Just when Qi Lu was "in a daze" looking at his own reflection, the young gentleman weighed his whip and pointed at Qi Lu with the tip of the whip, wishing he could sneer with his nostrils turned upward: "Others are crying for my life, you.

Why is a Heng man so arrogant and rude?"

Heng people.

Qi Lu seemed to have grasped an important point.

Because Qi Lu likes to cook and study food, he naturally has some research on the history of food. The word Hengren is very old and dates back to the Zhou Dynasty.

Although the Spring and Autumn Period was the pre-Qin period, food and clothing were very backward in this ancient society. There was no sugar, no vinegar, no pepper, no corn, no potatoes, no tomatoes, etc.

But this did not prevent the superiors in the Spring and Autumn Period from enjoying aristocratic life. During the Spring and Autumn Period, there was a clear division of labor among the cooks and cooks in the palaces of the princes. In each princely state, there were a total number of cooks, cooks, and cooks among the cooks.

There are more than 2,300 people in total, including men, foreigners, heng people, dianshi, orcs, fishermen, turtle people, wax people, Jiuzheng, wine people, wine people, Ling people, etc. The total number is more than 2,300, and the luxury is unimaginable.

"The Rites of Zhou" records that the Heng people were responsible for "bringing water and fire together." In other words, the Heng people were responsible for lighting fire and pouring water.

Qi Lu traveled to ancient times and became a small official responsible for lighting fires and pouring water...

The slaves nearby were so frightened that they fell to the ground and trembled, fearing that Qi Lu, a little Heng man, would anger the little gentleman Ji and beat them to death without paying attention.

The young gentleman sneered: "What a great score for a Heng man! A few days ago, Yinghuo Shouxin had a strange phenomenon in the sky, which is very ominous. I am not happy at all. You savages who are inferior to pigs and dogs are still doing this."

The pig's food comes to prevaricate this gentleman, and it's a slap in the face!"

"Have mercy! Have mercy—" the slaves in the kitchen cried.

"Spare your life? Okay." The young gentleman Ji said nonchalantly, "It's okay to spare your life. Don't say that my family members are mean and make things difficult for you savages. I'll give you a chance to save your life."

The young gentleman looked like he was a rich second generation, playing with the world, and did not regard the lives of these slaves as human lives, so it didn't matter if he played with them.

Indeed, the life of a slave is not as good as that of a pig, not to mention a "noble sacrificial creature" like a cow. After all, a slave will never be able to eat a bite of pork in his lifetime.

The little gentleman was just passing the time, so he got interested and said, "Today my family has harvested some rare rice. If you can make some tricks out of the rice, I will spare your life."

Although there is such a thing as rice now, rice is a rare thing and people without status cannot eat it. It is quite valuable. However, as the domestic slaves of a gentleman, these servant slaves have never eaten rice, but they still know it.

Those who have grown rice also know how to cook.
To be continued...