Pei Shuo stepped into Shenyuan Hall for the first time.

There are very few people who can enter Shenyuantang, and even Cui Mengzhang has never been there.

In the minds of the Pei family, Shenyuantang is a mysterious forbidden place.

The maid took him to the door of Shenyuan Hall and said goodbye. Every time she took a step closer, Pei Shuo became more and more nervous.

There is a tall and tall poplar planted in the courtyard of Shenyuantang. The water in front of the house is ground with green bricks, and the paved is flat. There is a stream behind the house, which attracts live water underground. A few pebbles are laid shallowly, and the stream canal is slippery on one side near the wall of the house.

The strong military man guarded the entry and exit of Shenyuantang. Pei Chuan greeted him in Shenyuantang and stopped when he led him to the door. There were two guards with eyes in front of the study, looking forward without turning their eyes, shaped like statues.

Pei Chuan asked Pei Shuo to go in by himself. The moment he pushed open the door, Pei Shuo's mind went blank--

It seemed as if the white light disappeared, the Mingtang was tall and the ancient shelf, and the outline of the long halberd armor sand table was gradually clear, outlining the study of a person who prefers military.

There is no Qimen Bagua or hidden murderous intent, it is just an ordinary spacious and bright room. The sunshine shining into the study is just right, things are clear and clear, darkness is gone, and it is displayed to the visitor openly.

Once the mysterious veil was lifted, the reality was far from what he imagined, and the feeling of loss in his heart continued to magnify. Pei Shuo was like this. The light in his eyes suddenly faded away. He lowered his eyes and respectfully greeted Pei Zhengwen.

There are a few two chairs facing the door, and a table displays a rock. It is said that it was a stone taken from the city wall when he went to the north of the Fortress. There are also a few two chairs on both sides, just like a small front hall to entertain visitors.

His eyes passed over the tables and chairs on both sides. There was a sand table in front of the ancient rack on the west side, and there was a pair of chessboards, each with a sand table, and a stream of flowing water passed through. There were several flags at the foot of the mountain, imitating the continuous mountains, and vividly. The black piece of the chessboard wrapped the white piece and surrounded it in a corner, with a map hanging on the wall. Pei Shuo could barely understand it. It was probably a map of the grassland?

To the east is a desk, with several bamboo tubes hanging on the Bishan Mountain. Pei Zhengwen's pen is moving on the dragon and snake. The wolf's hair wanders on the rice paper, leaving behind a black whereabouts. The porcelain jar is filled with a scroll of a shaft, and an iron sword is hanging on the wall. It is simple and unpretentious. After watching it for a long time, I feel palpitations and under great pressure.

Hearing his greetings, Pei Zhengwen nodded, put down his pen, and walked towards the sand table in front of the west window: "Come on, accompany me in the next round."

Pei Shuo thought he was talking about Go, but Pei Zhengwen stopped in front of the sand table and reset the flags planted among the mountains, "Red and Blue Square, which one do you choose?"

His heart was beating wildly. Did the words he said reach Pei Zhengwen's ears through other people's mouth? Suppressing the restlessness in his heart, he held a small blue flag: "I choose blue."

An hour passed.

There was no charcoal fire in the study, and the doors and windows were closed tightly to leave holes in the dark for ventilation and exhaust. The temperature in the room was only slightly warmer than the temperature outside. Pei Shuo sweated on his forehead, and the sweat in his palm wet the bamboo sticks hanging on the small blue flag. There were not many flags left in his hand, and they were all dispatched, but they were blocked by Pei Zhengwen on the road and could not move. The farthest team of soldiers did not receive any harassment, but they were unable to come for first aid because they were at the farthest.

If you can use one soldier, you will use one less, and each person must implement it to the most critical point of his.

You can't just focus on this step in front of you. If he walks like this, his father will cut off his water source and block them in the mountains and forests. He can only go deeper or try to take a detour. He must abandon the original idea of ​​occupying the town.

Pei Shuo weighed the pros and cons of the third, and took a lesser way to save himself from being besieged.

Pei Zhengwen's mouth curled up, and Pei Shuo's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that he was hit and fell into the fox's trap again?

Unexpectedly, he took another three steps and failed to achieve success. The battle was predictable. He had no soldiers or soldiers on hand. He was trapped in the mountains and surrendered. The chance of making a comeback was forced to be extinguished by Pei Zhengwen.

He realized that his father was in awe of his ability to dispatch troops and coordinate the overall situation.

Pei Zhengwen said: "You lost."

Finally losing, Pei Shuo wiped the sweat from his forehead, breathed slightly, moved the big stone pressing on his heart, and let out a long sigh: "Thank you for your teachings."

"After this game, I think you have some understanding of your own weight. Are you still going to the military camp now?"

Pei Zhengwen gets to the point.

He knew it, Pei Shuo thought, and then expressed his thoughts: "I want to become strong and protect the people I want to protect. Grandpa said I lack experience and don't know how to adapt. Then I will start with the small patriarchs in the military camp. I really can't dispatch troops yet. I still crawl..."

A gust of wind blew, and a bang.

The strength of his strength almost overturned Pei Shuo to the ground.

Pei Zhengwen slapped him in the face.

Pei Shuo's face quickly became red and swollen, half of his face was red and dripping, and his big palm was printed on his face.

"My eldest son has a bright future, he just plans to become a soldier and fry? I'll let you see it and roll and crawl!" As he said that, he lifted Pei Shuo's collar like a chicken, pulled him into the vestibule of Shenyuantang. Without any reason, he picked up a big gun from the weapon stand and stabbed Pei Shuo!

...

A Yao's left eyelid was pounding violently. She held her eyelids, but she still felt her pulse beating restlessly and was about to come out.

As the saying goes, the left eye twitches, the right eye twitches... Wait, or the left eye twitches, the right eye twitches?

So is she going to get rid of disaster or wealth? Is it still too late to disperse her as a great master?

Wangyue shouted: "Yaozhu, have you cooked the green fish?"

"Oh, it's almost done." A Yao let go of her hand, and she didn't feel her eyelids twitching anymore, and continued to make fragrant green fish.

Heat the pot, add half a pot of coarse salt, sprinkle with peppercorns. The coarse salt is as crystal clear as ice slag, and the ingredients are excellent. It is mixed with dark red peppercorns. It seems that ice and snow wrap red plum buds, revealing a little red. In less than a while, the heat will force out the moisture inside the coarse salt. The smell of salt water brings people back to the sea breeze blows slowly, and the endless snow-white and crystal clear salt fields are piled up.

Keep stir-frying, the numb fragrance of the pepper slowly overflows.

After removing the water from the salt, Ayao went to cook the green fish when it was cooled.

Scrape the scales and open the abdomen to remove internal organs, cut off the head and tail, cut the kitchen knife half along the ridge, and open it into a piece of fish fillet without the ridges. Wipe the blood stains in the fillets, tear off the black film, and apply fried salt to the fillet evenly, put it in the jar, and compact it.

"Master, I've done it." A Yao held the jar of pickled fish for Wangyue to see. "But, is there enough time?"

In her memory, within a few days of the winter solstice, they had already marinated jars of green fish. Fried salt and green fish would spend a few days in the jar, and the fish would change for the first time in the jar.

However, this is the first step, I want to make a plate of fragrant fermented green fish.

Time is important.

But just two days later, the green fish will be pickled at this time, and it will not be possible to pickle the first time.
Chapter completed!