Although his official position was equal to that of Dong You and his official position was higher than that of Taishi, Dong Yijiang, the Minister of Household Affairs, lowered his head silently and said nothing when faced with the master's question.

"His Royal Highness didn't tell me, I have to keep it a secret."

"Yes, you have established your position so quickly. Now that you are an official, stop barking one after another and learn from Lin Dog... Master Lin."

Mentioning Lin Goudan who ascended to heaven in one step, Dong You still bit his tongue uncomfortably.

He glanced at Dong Yijiang, who was still hunched over in front of him, with a complicated expression, and gave him some advice.

"Yijiang, find a day to cancel your deed of betrayal."

"Master, this little boy is yours to live and die..."

"If you place your residence under my registration, I will be your father from today on. It will not prevent you from being buried in my house after your death and becoming the ghost of the Dong family."

Dong Yijiang knew that this was a trick to retain people, but he was still deeply moved.

From a slave, he became the son of a grand master and came from a powerful family.

As long as he does what His Majesty told him well, he can keep his official status even if His Majesty and the others come back.

"Thank you...father!"

Dong You gently waved his hand and asked him to go about his business.

After Dong Yijiang left, Dong You took advantage of the few people and stared at the bustling Jinling City in a daze for a while.

When he stayed in Jinling, he thought of countless endings but never imagined that he would be here today.

Except for a few direct descendants of the Dong family who were timid and fearful of death and had no integrity, they all followed the northward journey. Most of the remaining descendants who were well-read in poetry and capable of literature and martial arts were from humble backgrounds.

I thought I could only serve His Highness as a pawn, but now it seems that I have a lot to do.

"It sounds ridiculous, but there are no officials from the Six Ministries in Jinling City, and there are no officials from other counties to do anything. The current manpower is actually enough."

All of this relies on His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to be in charge, so that everything can run step by step.

Now that the prince has established a firm foundation in Jinling, the city of Jinling can only accommodate a limited number of people.

It's time to consolidate nearby counties.

"His Highness's goal is Chu County and Bucheng, which were invaded by the Western Chu army. Only by using all of his confidants can we get things done in the future."

Thinking of this, Dong You felt worried again.

Even for the young talents of the Dong family, he was not sure of persuading them to go to the city on the border with Western Chu and risk their lives to serve.

"It would be great if His Highness also had the support of a strong maternal clan like the Chen family or the Jin family."

The reserved talents can take up their posts immediately.

Both loyal and reliable.

Your Highness, it's really difficult.

Thinking about it this way, His Highness wasted a bit of iron and just wanted to eat and drink, which is why he vented his depression.

…

Zhang Junlin doesn't know.

Just by making an iron pot, he was able to remind his grand master of national affairs and explain himself to him.

If he knew, he would definitely have a hot pot meal with the imaginative master.

after all.

There is nothing in this world that cannot be solved by eating hotpot.

If there is, then two meals...that's what I say.

If two hotpot meals can make Angelica dahurica be used to his advantage, then he will wake up from his dream with a smile.

Came to the military camp.

The soldiers, who were still somewhat undisciplined when defending the city, now had the energy and spirit of a division in the imperial capital.

There is an air of majesty and solemnity about it.

"Your Highness, Chitose!"

The soldiers looked sideways and saluted.

Zhang Junlin didn't put on any airs and waved to them.

"If you are injured, lie down and don't go down to the ground to salute. You are not afraid of pain, but I am afraid of shortening my life."

With cheerful laughter, Zhang Junlin came to Su Chanyi and Bai Zhi.

I saw a miracle doctor, a high-level warrior, changing wounded medicine and washing blood cloth for soldiers without any pretense.

He believes that giving up routines and using sincerity to impress talents is the best way.

Seeing that they would be busy for a while, Zhang Junlin was not idle either.

First, I found some stones from around to build a stove and put the iron pot inside.

I picked up some more firewood for later use.

Finally, I went to get a brood of golden pheasants and slaughtered them. I cut one and threw it into the pot to stew. The rest was given to the cook to share with the injured.

He put a large pot of various wild vegetables and green vegetables on the rocks, sat on the stone pier and waited for the two of them to rest.

Clang clang clang!

A moment later, the sound of meals being served in the military camp rang out.

Zhang Junlin pinched a spot and added some firewood.

When the two of them walked towards him, wiping the sweat from their foreheads, they opened the wooden cover with a hole in it.

The pot is boiling, and the aroma is filling the air with the boiling soup.

“What a delicious chicken soup!”

Bai Zhi squatted in front of the iron pot and inhaled the hot air from the smoking pipe.

Worthless saliva flowed from the corners of his mouth.

Su Chanyi smelled the fragrance, and her hunger, which she could still endure, suddenly intensified a lot.

She sat down opposite Zhang Junlin and curiously looked at the strange iron pot in front of her.

"What kind of pot is this? Why have I never seen it before?"

"Hot pot... Miss Bai, don't drink this chicken soup secretly. You need to use it to make vegetables."

"How to cook vegetables? How to cook them? How to eat them?"

Bai Zhi's eyes suddenly lit up, with "want to eat" and "want" written all over her face.

Su Chanyi knew that Bai Zhi's weakness was gluttony.

She looked nervously at Zhang Junlin, who had been busy for an hour to prepare this pot of delicious food. She was worried that Bai Zhi would be blinded by the pot of chicken soup and a few leafy vegetables.

I didn’t even know I was selling myself.

"Miss Bai, do you want to eat?"

Zhang Junlin smiled slyly.

"As long as Miss Bai agrees to one condition, I will tell you."

Take a look.

Su Chanyi, who had already guessed the trick, sighed secretly.

The chicken soup in front of her had a stronger aroma, but she felt her appetite was not as good as before.

"You said, as long as I can do it, I will promise you."

Bai Zhi agreed decisively without any surprise.

He picked up the chopsticks and picked up the bowl, ready to make the first move.

She has been craving for those chicken wings floating in the soup for a long time!

"I'm hungry. If you come into contact with a sick person before eating, remember to wash your hands."

Zhang Junlin pointed to a small stream ten feet away.

"You guys clean it up and I'll put in a few handfuls of green vegetables. When you come back, you can eat them with both meat and vegetables."

Dishes that lack base, seasonings, and variety of colors.

Even the cast iron pot and chimney are not worthy of the covers.

Therefore, how could Zhang Junlin have the nerve to negotiate conditions with Bai Zhi using this improvised hot pot meal.

Let her help train elite soldiers and generals.

"Is it that simple?"

No matter how dull Bai Zhi is, she still understands that she is eating and drinking for free at this time.
To be continued...