News of the victory also reached Xuchang.
Yu Wenjun was on an autumn outing with a group of shogunate generals and their wives and daughters. After hearing the news, he immediately held a banquet to celebrate.
As the saying goes, people's joys and sorrows are not the same. The emperor of Luoyang was frowning, but Xuchang was smiling and laughing.
Yu Liang's wife, Mrs. Xun, sat next to Yu Wenjun with a somewhat flattering tone.
"This cake is extremely delicious, but it doesn't use pig paste. Why?" Xun picked up a piece of steamed cake and asked softly.
"A few months ago, the Taiwei sent a group of craftsmen from Luoyang to Xuchang. Some of them were good at making oil. They opened an oil workshop in the village. They pressed the oil with watermelon seeds and grinded it into a soup. It was far more beautiful than pockmarked oil.
"When his sister-in-law asked, Yu Wenjun said happily.
"This must be the secret technique of the palace craftsmen." Xun sighed.
As Yu's eldest daughter-in-law, she is not a stupid woman who knows nothing.
Since the Han Dynasty, officials have eaten more fats and ointments, and common people have eaten oils (vegetable oils).
But in fact, the people didn't even have to eat the oil, because there were only a few types of oil that could be squeezed out.
For example, its oil is mainly used for coating, not for eating.
At this time, there are mainly three types of oil crops: flax (sesame), pockmark (flax), and barley (perilla).
But what comes out of these three kinds of products is not oil, but a paste, which has a strange smell and is unpleasant to eat. Rather than eating it, it is more used for coloring silk, making candle oil, and moisturizing hair.
Flax oil is a pure oil, but most of it is purchased from the Western Regions. I don’t know how they extract it.
While Mr. Xun was thinking about it, Yu Wenjun had someone bring him a bowl of green alfalfa oil - there were far fewer impurities, and it was no longer a paste, but rather oily.
"The color of the oil is lovely and green, and its smell is beautiful. It can be used to cook cakes." Yu Wenjun said: "By the way, the oil is pure and can be used for coating, which is better than hemp oil. It can also be used to make candles! It just can't moisturize hair..."
Mrs. Xun looked at Yu Wenjun's childish chattering, chuckled, and said: "The secrets of the palace are in your hands, so you must keep them well. Whether the family business can be expanded in the future depends on these."
Yu Wenjun shook his head regretfully and said: "My husband said that this is a benefit obtained by the soldiers fighting desperately. He cannot enjoy it exclusively. It must be extended so that the people of Henan can benefit from it."
Bean oil comes from Bean seeds (the average oil content is close to 40%), which is a very widely planted crop in this country, and almost every household has a batch planted in front and back.
Of course, flax is grown a lot, but the paste obtained by pressing its seeds has a very strong fishy smell, and even ordinary people do not like to eat it. It is usually used for coating and lighting.
In comparison, alfalfa oil is indeed a very ideal source of vegetable oil - the raw materials are readily available and are widely grown.
"Mr. Chen is already famous enough, does he still need to be like this?" Mr. Xun was a little puzzled.
"He said it was hidden, and it might be lost, so why not spread it widely so that the common people can share in the benefits," Yu Wenjun said.
Xunshi still felt a little regretful.
Although this kind of unique skill can't make you money, it is still an income. She can't understand why you don't need it.
"The Taiwei also sent many craftsmen, right?" Xun asked again.
"Too many." Yu Wenjun picked up a piece of cake cooked in oil, ate it slowly, and said casually: "There are those who weave, there are those who make jewelry, there are those who make lacquer, there are those who tan leather, there are too many.
"
"Winning the war is indeed beneficial." Xun said with emotion: "The Huns were defeated in the Battle of Chamati, and Luoyang still refuses to take anything they ask for? There will be many craftsmen coming later, right?"
"It's hard to say." Yu Wenjun shook his head: "These craftsmen are not from Luoyang. Most of them come from various counties to serve in the capital. They may not be able to stay. But before leaving, they can be allowed to take care of their apprentices."
Of course, not all craftsmen in Luoyang City are locals from Luoyang.
In fact, the vast majority of craftsmen came to serve as corvees and left as soon as their term was over.
This is also one of the benefits of the imperial court.
Without this sign, it would be impossible for all the states in the world to send craftsmen to Beijing. This is purely an act of "benefiting the enemy".
"After Mr. Chen won the battle, will he enter the capital..." Mr. Xun first glanced around with the corner of his eye, and then asked in a low voice.
"I don't know either." Yu Wenjun replied in a low voice.
In fact, she knew that her husband had said that he would go to Luoyang once when he was a teacher. But she had been the mistress of Xuchang for more than half a year, and she was no longer as ignorant as before. She knew that there were some things that she couldn't talk nonsense about, as she would disappoint her husband.
Just now, Jiangxia quietly told her that after defeating Gao Ping and Zhemati in two battles, her husband's reputation has reached its peak, and every next step will attract attention. To avoid trouble, it is best not to say anything at this time.
, even the family members of the shogunate generals would not say anything if they could.
"It's not easy for Mr. Chen to get to where he is today." Seeing that Mr. Yu Wen didn't want to say anything, Mr.
As for the Taiwan incident, everyone laughed."
"The Lady of the Jin Family" is the wife of Jin Zheng, the governor of Yinqiang Right Camp. Her surname is Li and she comes from Xiangcheng.
Because she came from a poor family, Ms. Li had a bit of low self-esteem and couldn't let go in front of Mr. Xun and others. However, she wanted to break into this circle and pave the way for her husband's future. It was really not easy.
Yu Wenjun met Mr. Li.
She still remembered that when they first met, Ms. Li, who was older than her, bowed solemnly and called her "Master's Mother", which made her blush.
However, she may not have noticed the complicated expressions on other people's faces when they heard the title "Master's Wife".
No matter how high their family status is or how good their background is, they are not qualified to call Yu Wenjun "Master's Mother".
"Whether or not to record the affairs of the Taige, it is your own opinion, so I, the women, should not talk too much." Yu Wenjun glanced at Mr. Xun and said.
Mr. Xun nodded, slightly surprised.
After Wenjun got married, she was indeed different. She was no longer the innocent girl in the boudoir. Every move she made seemed to be deliberately imitating some noble ladies - for some reason, she thought of the Dowager Princess of the East China Sea.
Pei family.
The little girl has grown up.
Then he smiled secretly, Wen Jun always said what his husband did, and it was obvious that he was very dependent on her. Mr. Chen really married an obedient little wife and came home. She obeyed her husband in everything and tried her best.
At the same time, he even expressed emotion that Wen Jun was so lucky that he might become a queen in the future.
Move around more.
After Chen Gong established the cauldron, the heroes had to be ranked in order, and the distance between them was very important.
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It's October and the weather is getting colder.
After the envoys reporting the victory left Xuchang, they were divided into multiple groups and headed to various counties in Henan and Yanzhou.
After the county received the victory report, it was sent to all counties, and they sent people to post it near the city gate and at important road intersections to inform the whole territory.
For a time, the news of victory spread wildly throughout the land of Henan. Not only the powerful scholars, but also ordinary people heard about it - of course, they could not read the first-hand news and heard an distorted version.
As the foundation of Shaoxun, Chen Jun suddenly fell into a sea of ​​joy.
Zhang Chong, the son of Zhang Heipi, was both happy and worried.
He held the treasure-like sword at his waist tightly and looked towards the north.
My father went on an expedition with me, and I don’t know when he will be back.
"Why are you worried?" Yingzheng Feng Tong patted Zhang Chong on the shoulder and said with a smile: "In the Battle of Gaoping, the Huns were beaten to a pulp. How long has it been? Even if the Huns train their troops, they will not have too many soldiers.
If you can fight, Heipi will definitely come back, and there should be a reward."
Hearing the word "reward", the people around me were filled with envy, secretly thinking that they had known that I would also go to the battlefield. Wouldn't it be nice to come back with a piece or two of cloth?
After the Battle of Gaoping last year, the Xiongnu retreated, and all the forts sent out troops one after another to surround and kill the defeated troops. Anyone who captured something would get at least a piece of silk. If the person killed was an official, it would depend on the rank. Anyway, there were many.
In such a big scene as the Battle of Heyang, you can still win a few heads no matter what? Fuck, I can do it! It’s a loss, it’s a loss!
"Rewards are not rewarded..." Zhang Chong smiled bitterly and said: "It would be great if my grandfather can come back. He is old and it is not suitable to go into battle anymore. I am the eldest son in the family. If there is a war in the future, I will go to war on my behalf.
You don’t have to worry about it at home.”
When everyone heard this, they all sighed.
Filial piety is the first priority in the country, and Zhang Chong is so filial that they are very envious. Damn it, go back and take care of your own children and see how filial other people's children are.
Feng Tong, the commander of the camp, also looked at Zhang Chong with admiration and said to everyone: "From now on, no matter who goes into battle or comes back, everyone must take care of each other. Mr. Chen gave us the land. This is a great kindness. If it weren't for Mr. Chen
, we all died of famine and epidemic, there was absolutely no luck, let alone a house or a field that could be passed down to future generations."
"Yes, my land also belongs to the He family. Without Mr. Chen, how could I get the land from the He family?" A team leader from our camp said in support.
"You have to fight bravely when you go into battle. If Mr. Chen is gone, who knows whether this land will be taken away by others?"
"If Mr. Chen doesn't come out, what can I do?"
"What's wrong with the common people!"
"If Mr. Chen doesn't come out, what will happen to the people? From now on, when we support Mr. Chen into Luoyang, we will also be the founding fathers of the country."
As soon as he said this, everyone laughed.
Smiling and laughing, I got goosebumps all over my body.
What a big deal! Does this count as a change of government? Can it really be done?
But when I think about the days when I almost died of starvation, and look at the present days when my family is reunited despite not being rich, there seems to be nothing I can't do.
What do the edicts say? The destiny is about to change, and the divine weapon is suitable! Yes, that’s what it says.
Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, everything is silent.
No one is born stupid.
When it comes to their own interests, no matter how dull or inarticulate a farmer may seem on the surface, he will become very shrewd, let alone a complex group of refugees like them.
The outcome of the Battle of Jamati greatly inspired everyone.
They may not understand grand strategy, but they can observe.
This year the Huns did not come to destroy their crops and houses. Doesn’t this explain the problem?
It is absolutely right to follow Mr. Chen.
In this matter, they are even more confident than the aristocratic families, or more blindly obedient.
Unknowingly, Chenjun has become another "anti-thief" base camp in the Jin Dynasty. Its quality seems to be no worse than Pingyang, or even worse.
Chapter completed!