Texas.

Qian Yuan had never been to this place in his previous life and knew very little about it. He only heard of Texas Braised Chicken because of his good food.

Qian Yuan is very grateful to Dezhou Braised Chicken now. If Xiao Qi hadn’t had a sudden idea and wanted to try Dezhou Braised Chicken, he would still be in Yangzhou and refuse to leave!

However, in fact, there were no Dezhou roast chicken in the Ming Dynasty, only Dezhou roast chicken, but it was not very famous. There were many hawkers selling with bamboo baskets on the wharf.

It was a bit cold after buying it. Qian Yuan asked the guard to buy fresh ones. He was forced by Xiaoqi to make another snack that he had tasted in his previous life and had not yet appeared in this life, egg-filled cakes.

"You're quite nostalgic. The last time I ate egg-filled biscuits in my third year of high school, I was at the stall opposite the school, and I never ate them again." Qian Yuan laughed while doing it, "Yes, it's really nostalgic, otherwise how could he pick me?"

"Don't have a face." Xiao Qi said angrily: "My grandma knows how to cook, so she eats it often."

"No wonder a lady like you know you need to add some crunch in it." Qian Yuan beat an egg, added some chopped green onion, some salt, and stirred evenly. "By the way, I'm going to write a letter to send it to Beijing first, where the Xu Mansion..."

"Now there is one in my stomach. Who are you going to give to you?"

Qian Yuan could only beat another egg, and he had no right and did not want to dry his wife's feelings for his parents' family. After all, they were time travelers, and their attitude towards the blood-connected attitude of this era was largely determined by mutual attitudes. Besides, Qian Yuan himself had torn apart with his tribe members and founded another hall.

"Flip." Xiaoqi sat on a high chair, dragging a long tone, "Use soybean oil, soybean oil!"

Qian Yuan flipped his edges in a hurry, and the pancake had already bulged up. He carefully tore through the hole and poured the egg liquid in. He said, "If you add salt, don't add chili sauce. Eat less irritating..."

"Oh, you still prefer boys over girls, sour and spicy girls, don't want their daughter, and I don't even want chili!"

"Nonsense!"

"By the way, I drank the hot and sour soup in the morning, and didn't add chili peppers... that's sour soup, sour and spicy girls, sour and spicy girls..."

Qian Yuan was speechless. You were not going to drink hot and sour soup. You wouldn’t be willing to eat the prepared Shandong pancakes!

Alas, Qian Yuan has never experienced the years of being beaten by a pregnant woman, and now he is suffering.

"Young Master." Liang Sheng's voice came from outside.

"Have you bought the roast chicken?" Qian Yuan was still flipping his sides and said casually: "It's enough to keep one, and you guys will share the rest."

"Young Master, Brother Wang is back."

Qian Yuan's body stiffened, and his hands stopped moving. After a while, he turned around and smiled bitterly. Before he could speak, Xiao Qi jumped out of the chair and took the spatula, "Go."

"Little ancestor, please wait." Qian Yuan sighed and slowly went out.

On the second deck, Wang Yi knelt on one knee and raised the Miao knife with both hands, "Young Master Xie avenged Zeng Gong."

Qian Yuan took the Miao Dao and pulled out half of his hand. He found that there were a few more obvious cracks on the blade. "Have you cleaned up?"

"There is no future."

Qian Yuan frowned. He found that Wang Yi's voice was a little strange. He looked at it carefully and asked softly: "Didn't you show your traces?"

"They all the people who have seen each other cleaned up. Yan Shifan's body was crushed and his bones were ashes, and some clothes were left, and his belt was scattered among the mountains."

After a brief silence, Qian Yuan frowned even more, "Let you go back to Beijing after finishing your business... Wang Huan has gone out to sea?"

Wang Yi knelt there silently, for a long time.

This time it was a long time of silence. Qian Yuan moved his foot and held back, turned around and kicked the stool that was placed aside away.

"How did I tell you?" Qian Yuan grabbed Wang Yi's collar and picked him up. "I dared to accept you, Mr. Zeng's old subordinate, and promised you to avenge Mr. Zeng. Are you still afraid that he would sell me?"

"So what if you are recognized as the leader of a bandit when you go out of the sea?"

"As long as no one knows that he is Zeng Gong's old subordinate, things will not be able to touch me!"

"In the future, His Highness Yu ascended the throne, he will definitely be able to make trouble for Mr. Zeng, and let him return to his hometown, it will only take a few years!"

"He's stupid, you're even stupid!"

"The second brother said... Only when a person dies can he be cleaned up." Wang Yi's eyes were red and swollen, "He doesn't want to make things difficult for the young master..."

"Bad, what's in your mind!" Qian Yuan cursed in a low voice: "It's only when a person dies. Do you want me to kill you with one knife?"

"At that time, only students in Jiading City were not afraid of fear. Are they afraid of things now?"

"You can clearly hide your identity and appear again in a few years, but do you have to ask for death?"

During the days when he came day and night, Wang Yi thought a lot, and he whispered: "Mr. Zeng was abandoned from the market, so my second brother wanted to leave... But Mr. Zeng entrusted his family before his death, and the second brother had only been waiting for ten years."

The tide-shaped wind blows towards him, and Qian Yuan stands in the wind with a expressionless face. He could have been a perfect adventure, but he left an unforgettable regret in his heart.

People like Wang Huan are hard to think about and think about, but they have such a mind. Although the suicide after revenge is a wish, the ants still have the idea of ​​secretly living.

Last year, when he received a secret letter from Zhao Wenhua and learned that Ouyang's family was critically ill, Qian Yuan made up his mind to ambush Yan Shifan.

First, Xu Jie is not a good bird, and Yan Song is not a good bird, but Yan Shifan did the most outstanding thing in suppressing good ministers.

Qian Yuan still remembers the Beijing inspection at the beginning of the 36th year of Jiajing. Yan Shifan ordered Wu Peng, the heavenly official of the Ministry of Personnel, to wipe out a large number of Xu Jie's followers, but at the same time, he expelled a large number of good ministers from the capital. What impressed Qian Yuan the most was Xu Jiusi, the doctor of the Ministry of Works, who was ordered to retire, and Xu Wei, every word he wrote in the letter.

Secondly, Wang Yi has been with him for many years and has worked hard and made great contributions. He is thinking about revenge. He can't wait until Yan Song retires and Yan Shifan returns to his hometown before starting his own efforts. At that time, maybe Wang Yi is thinking about it.

Third, as Yan Shifan expected before his death, Qian Yuan was indeed targeting Xu Jie, but the difference was that Qian Yuan did not want to put this blame on Xu Jie's forehead. His intention was to disrupt the rhythm of Xu Jie's subsequent deployment.

Xu Jie cannot be allowed to conquer Yan Song step by step, clear the Yan Party, and welcome the virtuous and the court...

That's why Wang Yi was born. Liang Sheng led the Qian family's guards to follow Qi Jimei to enter Fujian first and then to Jiangxi, and Liang Sheng returned, and Wang Yi stayed in Jiangxi for a long time.

Within a few months, through Wang Yi, Wang Huan pulled out a bandit in Jiangxi, made some reputation, gathered people, and acted at the right time.

In fact, for Qian Yuan, Yan Shifan's death would not bring him all benefits. The most obvious thing is that in the past, Yan Shifan could call Wu Peng, the heavenly official of the Ministry of Personnel, so Qian Yuan could most of the officials in Zhejiang to serve as a job, but now...

Of course, Wu Peng had already left the position in the crime fraud case not long ago, and it was because of this that Yan Shifan left Beijing and returned home and died.

Now that the Wenyuan Pavilion Grand Secretary Lu Ben is temporarily acting as the Ministry of Personnel, Qian Yuan could vaguely feel that if Li Mo was restored, Emperor Jiajing would probably not allow him to serve as a Tianguan for the third time.

Xiaoqi, who had oil on both hands, walked gently on the deck and looked curiously at Wang Yi, whose eyes were swollen and Qian Yuan with a bleak face.

It was almost dusk, and the evening breeze was blowing by. Qian Yuan turned around and held up Wang Yi who was kneeling on the ground. "Although it was stupid, it was chivalrous in the Han Dynasty, so it should be kept in history."

Wang Yi broke away with his arms slightly and knelt on his knees, "Young Master Xie made it happen."

Qian Yuan leaned over and pulled Wang Yi again, "Don't learn from him."

In essence, Qian Yuan could never become a qualified bureaucrat, and he did not regard Wang Yi and Wang Huan as a bargaining weight.
Chapter completed!