Difficulty in swallowing food

  "Is everything peaceful under heaven?"

  Li Er stood under a Tong tree with bare branches, savoring the words of Zuo Kui. The Hundred Riders' Department was paying attention to any stir in Chang'an City. The matter of Yun Ye beating up He Lao'er had naturally been reported to him. All five fingers on his right hand were crushed, and his descendants were also severely injured, with no hope of recovery - this was the diagnosis of He Lao'er's injuries. Yun Ye's ruthless attack made Li Er frown secretly, although that young master was not well-behaved, but suffering such severe punishment was indeed a disaster, this kid was really showing off!

  Next July, the locust plague predicted by the prophecy is about to arrive, and whether it is accurate or not is the best measure of whether the legendary high-ranking official exists. Yun Ye is a member of the Yun clan and can be confirmed, but where was he during those blank 15 years? People leave their names, wild geese leave their sounds, Li Er is really skeptical that there is such a thorough recluse, Xiao Yaozi, what kind of person is he? He is even more mysterious than Yun Ye, no matter how the Hundred Riders investigate, they can't find any clues. It's as if two people suddenly appeared in the world without roots, foundation or past.

  Li Er discovered that this Blue Field Marquis was full of secrets, which filled him with curiosity. The appearance of the potato, the magical technique of Duan Ti, the wonderful method of smelting iron that came easily to hand, and at a young age, he effortlessly defeated Huang Zhi'en, who was rich in knowledge, in the dull field of mathematics. Even Liu Huai was shocked by those two mathematical diagrams, which naturally surpassed even the master Liu Huai's understanding. Scholarship cannot be faked; this is a real thing that cannot be stolen or robbed. These things seem to have already confirmed the existence of Xiao Yaozi. Without a strong heritage, he did not think it possible for Yun Yan alone to come up with such complex diagrams, and even his master was not enough. Scholarship relies on accumulation day by day and month by month; it is impossible to achieve overnight success, and even one or two generations may not be able to produce immediate results. He himself was a great scholar, and this principle did not need to be asked of others. Li Er deeply understood the hardships of seeking knowledge.

  Tomorrow at the grand court assembly, Yun Yan will personally ascend to the throne to thank the imperial court. I'll see what kind of extraordinary being you are and how you've disturbed my thoughts.

  Wangcai bit Yunyan's hem reluctantly, he was not used to his current state. A small braid was tied on the top of his head, and the hair on the back of his neck was also tied into small braids. The warm belly wrap on his body had been replaced with embroidered brocade. He missed Yunyan terribly for not seeing him for two days. Moreover, several little people at home were entwining themselves around him every day, crawling up and down his body. If it weren't for the fact that the guy who bit Qingyi yesterday was scolded by Lao Da, he wouldn't have tolerated these little people disturbing him.

  He stuck his face to Wangcai's long face and was intimate for a while, ordering the servant to pour a bowl of rice wine to feed Wangcai to drink. As expected, one drunkenness solved thousands of worries, Wangcai's troubles were all gone, and he stepped into the horse shed with a snort and eight-character steps.

  Yun Yan wanted to replace the dining table at home with a huge round table, and also make some chairs. Thinking of Old Cheng and Old Niu's temper, he ordered two more sets to be made, so they wouldn't fight over them when they came to visit. He was really fed up with kneeling and sitting, so he drew a diagram and handed it to the carpenter at home, asking him to hurry up. The carpenter took the diagram but couldn't understand it, and after explaining for half a day, he only vaguely understood. Seeing Yun Yan's impatient face, he didn't dare ask again, and knelt down to swear that he wouldn't leak the information. Old Madam stood behind him, not understanding what he was doing. After finally understanding, her expression changed, and she snatched the diagram from the carpenter's hand, pointing a finger at Yun Yan's forehead, with a look of disappointment on her face.

  "The grandmother ordered the carpenter to make furniture, and then she forbade him from randomly drawing pictures. The drawn pictures must also be handed over to the grandmother for safekeeping. Whoever dares to show them to unrelated people will be punished." After finishing speaking, she was supported by the maid and took the carpenter to the side hall.

  This is the demeanor of the lady of the Yun family. As long as Yun Ye hasn't gotten married, she has the final say in the manor.

  "Be careful later on, Master Hou has a bad temper,"

  "No way, Master Hou is quite amiable, and today I served tea for Master Hou, who even smiled at me."

  "That was when he wasn't having a temper tantrum, hadn't seen that good-for-nothing son of the imperial family being beaten to disability by the marquis."

  "That was him offending Master Hou, Master Hou is a military man, once his temper flares up, it won't end well."

  "That's when our young master held back his temper and smashed everything to pieces. Otherwise, hmmph."

  Yahuan A and Yahuan B's conversation was overheard by Yun Ye, who was lying on a low couch by the window. He raised the corner of his mouth, it seemed that his reputation as a useless person had spread, he envied Cheng Yaojin, who was used to being arrogant and domineering in the imperial court, people thought he could lead soldiers and fight battles, as long as he didn't cause trouble, he wouldn't be bothered. He lived a carefree life for a hundred years, after his death, he was posthumously titled Longshou Ruzhong Wang, wealthy and noble all his life, long-lived all his life, went through four emperors without falling, it could be said that he was an extraordinary person in the officialdom. Turning his head to look at the outcome of the brave and hardworking people like Changsun Wuji, Fang Xuanling, Du Ruhui, Wei Zheng and others in the officialdom, some were forced to commit suicide, some had their families confiscated, some were exterminated, some were flogged after death. In Yun Ye's eyes, all these great figures were not immune to a tragic ending, he was just a small white-collar worker in the officialdom, it was better for him to shrink his head and be an honest turtle, making a fortune quietly was the right thing to do. The next day's grand court meeting would be avoided if possible, getting a high-ranking position with little responsibility, not managing anything, a leisurely job. It was good to get through this life safely.

  The food is not good to eat, the dishes at home are not as delicious as those in the army. It's either meat or dried vegetables, or tofu, and there's no green vegetables at all. The soup is just a bowl of water, and Xiaoyu eats with gusto, very happy. Yunheng is pitiful, eating only plain rice with one chopstick, not even touching the dishes. The night before last, when we had dinner together, I was so happy that even if I were eating wood, it would taste sweet. Looking at the old lady's specially cooked chicken for me, Yunheng forced himself to drink a bowl of soup and then put down his chopsticks. The old lady looked worried as she tore off a chicken leg and placed it on Xiaoyu's plate, pulled off a wing and gave it to Xiaonan and Xiaobei, divided the remaining chicken among several younger sisters, and herself mixed some pickled vegetables with rice and ate two or three mouthfuls before finishing her meal.

  "Yan'er, aren't you used to the food at home?" The old lady had been observing him for two days and saw that he only ate rice, not even noodles. How could his body take it if this continued?

  Everyone in the family put down their chopsticks and stared at themselves. Da Ya picked up the chicken leg again and placed it on Yun Ye's rice plate: "Brother, Da Ya doesn't eat chicken legs, brother eats."

  Yun Yan affectionately pinched Da Ya's small face full of rice grains and put the chicken leg back into Da Ya's drool-filled plate.

  "Brother has many bad habits, Daguai needs to eat more to grow taller. Brother is a good eater and eats too much, which leads to stinky farting disease. I don't dare to learn from brother, or else I won't be well-behaved." Daguai then hugged the chicken leg and started biting into it.

  The majestic Hou Mansion was in a state of turmoil over just one insipid and flavorless chicken, which made Yun Ye feel somewhat heartbroken.

  "Tomorrow I'll cook dinner and our whole family can taste the food that my teacher and I usually eat, and also satisfy everyone's cravings."

  As soon as the words came out, Auntie in charge of the kitchen suddenly lowered her head and burst into tears. Yun Ye was most afraid of women crying, because once they started crying, it was like a continuous drizzle that made people furious but unable to vent their anger. He hastily comforted her, explaining and apologizing, making promises and swearing oaths before the rain finally stopped.

  "Wang, let Yun'er do it tomorrow and you can learn from her. I heard Mrs. Cheng say that Mr. Cheng praised Yun'er's cooking to the skies, and I also want to taste what makes him remember it so fondly." The old lady had spoken, so Auntie naturally didn't try to persuade Yun'er anymore.

  "Keep your stomachs empty tomorrow and wait for me to come back from the palace, I'll make you a memorable delicious meal," Yun Yan still had confidence when it came to eating.

  "I was carried by my master from a young age and had eaten all over the country, on both sides of the Yangtze River and the Yellow River. To say something disrespectful to my master, he is a good gourmet, as the saying goes, 'fine food is not satiating, and delicate dishes are not satisfying.' Ordinary food can't enter his eyes, let alone the roasted whole sheep from Western Regions and the roasted meat skewers from big eaters, which were all considered coarse by my master. People outside of our country don't know how exquisite the cuisine in our dynasty is. Just chicken has dozens of cooking methods: stir-frying, roasting, stewing, boiling, deep-frying... My master can even use a ball of mud and a few lotus leaves to make an extremely delicious dish called 'beggar's chicken.' Everyone looks down on pork, but in his hands, it can be transformed into dozens of grand feasts. Later when I grew up, my master no longer cooked himself, and all the food was handled by me. Although I didn't learn my master's vast knowledge, I learned cooking skills to perfection, even my master said I'm a born foodie." Yun Huan slowly poured his past into the whole family, not deceiving them, but to thoroughly integrate into this family. As a result, all sorts of foods from later generations kept appearing in everyone's minds.

  Several young maids were drooling, their faces filled with admiration. The old lady smiled and listened to Yun Ye's slightly self-deprecating words, even the aunt who had cried earlier was also listening intently.

  Yun Ye smiled faintly and began to talk about the beautiful scenery outside the domain, strange winds and customs, just one of various colors that made everyone's mouth open wide.

  "Brother, are those Africans really black? Blacker than charcoal?" Runniang asked her brother while looking at the charcoal in the basin.

  "Except for the white teeth, his whole body is black. If he fell into a charcoal heap, you wouldn't be able to find him if he didn't open his mouth. Besides, there might be blacks in Chang'an City too, but they're called Kunlun slaves. I'll take you to see them sometime."

  As the sky gradually darkened, the hour of Zuoshou was approaching. Yun Ye was about to set off when he saw Zhuang San coming to report that General Cheng had granted him permission to attend the early court session with the troops the next day. Xiaoyu saw that her brother didn't have to leave and clung to Yun Ye's body, refusing to let go. The whole family was filled with joyful expressions.

  They began to accept me, Yun Ye thought.