Spoiling History: Starting from the Three Kingdoms

For Xia Houyuan, except for the acid-base theory that he half understood, the overall experience was quite enjoyable. ơɱ

The pasta tastes sweet and the dishes are salty and light.

General Zuo, who was at the head of the table, was also very graceful. Together with Jian Yong, he made witty remarks and showed his grace, which made people fall in love with him.

But it's a pity that his surname is Xiahou.

When the banquet finally ended, Xia Houyuan also formally told Liu Bei that when he returned, he would compile a letter with Prime Minister Cao and send it over.

Xia Houyuan also thought quite clearly about the calculation of gains and losses involved.

The Yizhou Army of two to three thousand men is neither an elite soldier nor a good general. Even if it is repatriated, it will not harm the overall situation.

As for Ma Teng's life, it is almost the same. After all, Ma Chao seems to have surrendered to Liu Bei. If the prime minister kills his clan, it will only make Ma Mengqi even more devoted to Liu Bei.

And what he saw in Chang'an in the past six months made Xia Houyuan even more wary.

Whether it was the unabashed ambitions of Liu Bei, Zhuge Liang and others, the methods used to win over the people in Yongliang, Guanzhong, or the endless new weapons and farming equipment, all made Xia Houyuan pay attention.

He must return to Yecheng and tell his elder brother everything he saw with his own eyes. This is Xia Houyuan's most sincere opinion.

After seeing Xia Houyuan off, Liu Bei and Jian Yong returned to the inner hall. When passing by the main hall, Jian Yong leaned over, picked up a note from the couch and read it out:

"General Miaocai treats Zhang Shao as his own son, and General Zuo's two daughters are fine in Yecheng."

The note was not very neat, and the material was quite familiar. If his judgment was correct, Jian Yong thought it should have been torn from the paper Zhang Shen used to wrap his medicine.

As for the person who was kneeling here just now, both of them still remember it quite clearly.

Liu Bei just smiled, sat down again, poured himself a glass of light wine and said:

"Xianhe will give this note to Yide."

Since Xia Houyuan agreed, he had lived up to the trust of the Chengdu elders and Ma Mengqi and had a drink to celebrate. Liu Bei also praised:

"This piece of Junyi is indeed worthy of its reputation as a clever person."

Zhang He and Xia Houyuan, who were admired by Liu Bei, took the horses they came on and walked slowly to the other courtyard in the name of digesting food after the meal.

Ma Su didn't reveal their thoughts, he just stayed behind and watched the two people turn back slowly.

It has been nearly five months since Liu Bei entered Chang'an. The dilapidated houses have been renovated, the bumpy streets have become smooth again, and even the farmland outside the city has been successfully harvested. The people often call it a bumper harvest.

Xia Houyuan still remembered that when they went to the banquet, the golden crow had not yet fallen in the west. At that time, the two of them could still see a group of children carrying a basket and pouting their buttocks, carefully trying to pick some wheat ears on the street.

Zhang He has known soldiers for a long time. In his opinion, the people of Chang'an now have a place to protect themselves from wind and rain, as well as fields with abundant food, clothing and warehouses.

In this way, he was able to live and work in peace and contentment and raise his children. Zhang He also judged in his heart that Prime Minister Cao had lost the support of the people in Guanzhong.

I just don’t know how Mr. Xuande will view the note left in a hurry?

Xia Houyuan was also silent for a long time. He kept thinking about what he had seen in the past few months and wanted to share his worries for his eldest brother.

After turning the next street corner, Xia Houyuan happened to see a noble scribe stepping into a small courtyard, and then turned around and closed the courtyard door.

Xia Houyuan and Zhang He were both stunned and hesitated at the same time:

"Lu Su?"

The two of them were not familiar with Lu Su, but it was more because the prime minister dispatched troops and generals after the defeat in Chibi and was ordered to go to Huaiyang to fight against the rebellion.

After the first attack on Lei Xu, he also took some local residents to farm.

At that time, Lu Su was leading the army in Jiangdong, and he also met him at that time.

Although they had only met a few times, the scribe just now was very similar to the Hengjiang General Lu Su in his memory, both in demeanor and figure.

At this moment, the door next door to what appeared to be Lu Su's courtyard also opened, and a pair of old men and women walked out of the door and passed by Xia Houyuan and Zhang He. They could also hear the two old men chattering:

"...I wonder if the apprenticeship in Jiangdong is the same as ours in Guanzhong?"

"Lu's mother praised the soup cakes I made for being delicious. It doesn't seem like she cares about it."

"No matter what, I have to borrow a bundle to make a gift, just because I'm afraid that the Lu family will think that Sanlang is stupid..."

Seeing the couple walking away, Xia Houyuan and Zhang He looked at each other again, filled with countless surprises.

At this moment, the two of them wanted to go up and knock on the door to see if the person who opened the door was really Lu Su, but on the other hand, they also knew that this would be too abrupt. After all, they were just seeing each other, not old friends, and there was Ma Su's half-smiling smile next to him:

"Two generals, it's getting late, please come back quickly."

So the two of them could only give up the idea of ​​gaining something or not, and returned to the other courtyard together.

After closing the courtyard door, Xia Houyuan and Zhang He looked at each other again and said at the same time:

"Lu Su was captured!"

"Lu Su has surrendered!"

After a word difference, Xia Houyuan frowned and then smiled and said:

"Don't worry, Junyi. When I write a letter to my elder brother, I will also tell your family that you are safe."

Zhang He said with joy:

"Then I'll thank General Xiahou first."

On the road, the two of them seemed to have thousands of things to discuss, but now they had no interest in talking.

After exchanging pleasantries again, Xia Houyuan watched Zhang He go back to his room to sleep.

He also went back to the house, but he just lit an oil lamp, spread out the letter paper, and planned to write a letter to his eldest brother according to what Liu Bei said.

Just when the pen was filled with ink, Xia Houyuan somehow remembered Liu Bei's acid-base theory during the banquet, and the saliva in his mouth also reminded him of the sweet taste of the pasta.

"Zhuge Liang only knows Zhan Xiao, political affairs, and engineering. How can he be proficient in cooking?"

Xia Houyuan muttered that it was difficult to understand.

What Xia Houyuan remembered reached Kong Ming's ears the next day.

Listening to Jian Yong's vivid description, Pang Tong was overjoyed and said:

"Is this kind of rhetoric really taught by Kong Ming?"

Kong Ming shook his head slightly helplessly:

"Previously, because of the production of alkali from plant ash, it was suggested that everything has acid and alkali."

"The use of alkaline water to remove facial acid is also a natural inference. I just said it casually because the Lord was interested."

"did not expect……"

Thinking of Xia Houyuan's confused inquiry, Kong Ming felt that he could understand his mood very well. After all, even Kong Ming himself sounded confused when he sounded like a master.

Otherwise... I'd better explain this acid-base principle to my lord in detail when I have time.

After making a decision in his heart, Kong Ming gently knocked the hard stone-like thing in front of him with an iron rod and said curiously:

"Is this the soap?"

Thanks to Kongming's use of alkaline water to make sweet noodles, and the reason why making alkali from plant ash is simple, Chang'an's alkali making workshop was built very early.

The first thing Pang Tong did after seeing the scene was to go straight to the alkaline shop, hoping to make this simple-sounding soap first.

But looking at the white stone-like thing in front of him, Pang Tong was a little unsure:

"Should...right?"