Dinner was very rich.

I remember that I am near the sea of ​​the ancestral mountain, and there are naturally many aquatic products. Here we are in the mountains, and there are many delicacies in the mountains.

The fat fish sashimi looks more pink and tender than the freshly-fried apricot dried meat. The light white fat draws beautiful arcs and disappears one by one.

The mixture is made of fresh mustard roots, and is made of soy sauce that is deliciously snatched from Yingzhou.

There are not many mountain delicacies, mainly a soup made by a flying dragon. This is the freshest taste in the world. Adding any seasoning will only reduce its fresh fragrance, so just a little salt and master the heat of the soup is enough.

Meat dishes are beautiful, and vegetarian dishes are also fresh and fragrant. The newly dug bamboo shoots are all picked and tender bamboo shoots that have just sprouted and are as thin as a baby's little finger. They are cut into sections and mixed with bright red spicy oil.

Yang Han had never seen such things when he was in his ancestral land. He had to eat spicy food, only mustard, garlic and dogwood. However, there was a kind of spicy food on these three mountains and rivers that looked like a red lantern after it became mature. The spicy oil fried with it tasted more pure and appetizing.

There are not many dishes, but two meats, two vegetables and one soup, but each one is the most beautiful taste in the world.

When Yang Han saw this, he didn't stop his index finger and smiled and said, "Just look at it makes people's appetites open. How can such a delicious dish be without wine?"

As soon as Yang Han finished speaking, the wine came.

Tan Xiaotan held a bamboo tube and slid lightly from the side door. He walked up to him and knelt down. Then he took the top-quality white porcelain he snatched from Yingzhou and poured a bowl of it carefully.

This wine is white wine. Before the bamboo grows, it is cut into the bamboo tube and seals the gap until the bamboo is towering into the clouds. It is cut off and the section that holds the wine is cut into the natural wine barrel.

I used chopsticks to penetrate the bamboo film at the bamboo joints and then I opened my eyes. The wine was drained out and fell into a thin white jade-like porcelain cup. The bottom was clear, the blue, and the bottom was visible. The color seemed to be the juice of the green bamboo leaves and soaked into the wine.

Under the red candle, Xiaotan changed into a light-scarlet dress, but the color changed slightly, and the style changed slightly, and there was a different style between the eyebrows and eyes.

The moon's eyebrows are slender and long, the eyes are as beautiful as foxes, and the jade nose is as delicate as ivory carved. The red lips, which look more and more colorful under the lamp, unscrupulously render the unique beauty of a young girl on her face.

The wine is coming, and the beauty is coming.

It can be eaten with beautiful colors or wine.

So Yang Han drank a glass of wine, and the aroma of green bamboos entered his throat and started to burn the war all the way, which was very strong.

Tan Xiaotan knelt down and gave Yang Han a bun, and said with a smile: "The king is so excited today."

Yang Han smiled and said, "Do you think I'm a little too impatient? You know, Dongshan is developing better than me."

Tan Xiaotan smiled sweetly: "General Tang chose you as an ally, but he did not send an envoy to Dongshan."

Yang Han said: "Why?"

Tan Xiaotan said: "The foundation of Dongshan is too shallow. Although the integration is fast and the growth is fast, it can only be free from Dongshan and crisscrossing the sea. Suddenly, a giant thief from the side!"

Yang Han's eyes froze and said, "A giant thief?"

Tan Xiaotan smiled slightly and said, "Yes! Their foundation is better than nothing. Although their force is strong, it is not enough to shake a country. Although this is fierce, it is just a huge enemy in the end. If they want to maintain it, they can only rely on robbery. What is the only way for such a group of people?"

Yang Han gently turned the wine glass and thought to himself, she has good eyesight! Yes, the hidden danger of Dongshan is that it does not have the foundation of agriculture, industry and industry. A plate of loose sand can live freely. Now that it is gathered together, it is a huge burden. In this way, it will naturally be difficult to become a climate. However, who would know that I just wanted to make it into an invincible knife?

Thinking of this, Yang Han toasted himself with another glass of wine, feeling happy.

Tan Xiaotan was not clear about what Yang Han thought. On that day, Yang Han ascended the throne in Xianyang Palace, all kinds of rituals were like jokes. Even Tang Shizhaotan went out in a play, but in their eyes, the break between Xiaoqing and Yang Han was real.

Xiaoqing had the motivation to break with Yang Han, and they didn't believe that Yang Han had predicted the future at that time. After the layout, he divided the three mountain continents into two, and developed each other like a Gemini star, just waiting for the right time to merge again.

It's been a year now.

None of the Xu family, the Ba family, the Meng family, including Tan Xiaotan, who followed Yang Han like a shadow, had ever discovered that he had any form of contact with Dongshan.

Yang Han never even mentioned Dongshan. It was the first time tonight. I think it was because he had let Xiaoqing down and he felt guilty after all.

Xiaotan has decided to commit to Yang Han, and he hopes to let him see his strengths instead of just treating himself as a killer. So she picked up a piece of tender bamboo shoots and said to Yang Han: "On the other hand, you, this year, seem to be under the control of yourselves. But..."

She gently put the tender bamboo shoots into Yang Hanpan: "These troops have come out of the mountains, cities have been built, Huangcai have been built, fertile fields have been opened, industry and commerce have flourished, and even post stations have been established. It... also has the functions of the intelligence department, right?"

Xiao Tan smiled and said, "Now, the law will be established. There are all kinds of things, which one is not the atmosphere that is supposed to be founded in one day? But if the king issued an order to ask people to do it, it would be counterproductive. But now? The king seems to have done nothing, and others will do what the king wants him to do. Think about it carefully, how can the shadow of the king be missing behind every thing?"

Yang Han smiled and said, "The eyes of being a killer are sharp."

Tan Xiaotan was a little unhappy. People show off like this, just to make you forget that I am a killer? He also said!

Tan Xiaotan flattened his mouth and said, "The bamboo among the 'Three Friends of the Year' will not grow after planting for five years, but in these five years, its root system can expand several miles away. Five years later, a spring rain will grow to a height that the next tree cannot reach in half a year."

Tan Xiaotan picked up a piece of green and tender bamboo shoots, opened his delicate red lips, and gently bit off a piece with his white mossed teeth. He chewed it twice with a beautiful look, Yanran said: "I can't wait now, I want to see the king soar into the sky, make a splash, and the wind and thunder are shaking, and the world is shocked!"

Yang Han felt complacent, but his face was reserved: "Small talk about killing people, you can stop using a knife!"

Xiaotan was even more depressed when he heard this. If the king had been regarded as a killer in his life, then...what did he do with him? It was really hateful!

The night gently lifted the moonlight into the sky, and the little talk began to spread the quilt.

He still faced Yang Han, although he did not peek again.

No matter how beautiful the scenery is, it has been a year since I saw it, but it will not be as scattered as ever.

The curtain was put down and the incense had been lit. Yang Han was still sitting on the chair, closing his eyes and tapping on the table.

He was thinking carefully about what he had done and what else could he do.

He doesn't have much power to use, especially not to be aggressive. Once it arouses vigilance from all parties, it will bring him unpredictable consequences.

Although the situation has been formed, now we can only take advantage of the situation and cannot be too hasty. However, if we want to accelerate the pace of gathering power, we must try our best to borrow the power. What else can he borrow?

Yang Han closed his eyes and tapped on the table.

The Tang family in Yingzhou is about to take action, and the action is Yinghuang’s birthday.

Officials from all sides gather in Kyoto, and it is advisable to rebel!

That day was April 18th, and there was more than a month left.

Yang Han didn't know much about Yinghuang. Whenever he heard others talk about Yinghuang, he only had two words: a foolish monarch.

This foolish lord is not the opponent that Yang Han will face, he is Tang Ao's. Yang Han has a lot of trouble, so he is too lazy to pay attention to him.

Tang Ao will take action next month, so he can't help him at this time.

In Penglai, it is said that the ten thousand men suffered a great defeat and was defeated thousands of miles away. However, as the Senate talked about the breakup with the old prince who had just ascended the throne, the ten thousand men recovered their vitality as if God helped.

On the other side of the square pot, the Pope and the kings were in a fierce fight. His Majesty the Pope was like the tribes of the West Mountains in Sanshanzhou, busy building churches, setting up churches, developing believers, and seducing unsuccessful nobles, making a mess. The kings kept secretly trying and frequently fought back.

The two sides are still harmonious on the surface, and this makes the contest in secret even more tragic.

These will make all parties not take care of the Three Mountains and create opportunities for Yang Han's rise.

However, no one can tell when these struggles will stop. Maybe more than ten years, maybe three months, maybe... it is tomorrow!

Yang Han set a three-year goal for himself, which is the shortest time he has worked hard to achieve.

He didn't know when the ten thousand men in Penglai would be defeated, or the old prince would abdicate; he didn't know whether the pope gave in to Fanghu or the kings would surrender; would Tang Ao from Yingzhou win? Or would the foolish monarch continue to be a fool? He could not predict all this. Therefore, he could only fight for the day.

Time, place, people...

The Three Mountains Continents are inherently in the advantage of the territory, and the harmony of the people is building momentum to fight for himself. As for the time of heaven, the three empires are in chaos at the same time. This is the best time, right?

Yang Han suddenly thought of the word "time, right place, and harmonious" in addition to the meaning of "time, right place, and harmonious people", which means it is its literal meaning, the climate of the four seasons.

It's spring now and the rainy season is coming.

When he was doing carpenter work, several eunuchs who understood carpenter work talked about the rainy season in the Three Mountains.

When planting winter wheat, he also heard the palace maids talk about the rainy season in the Three Mountains.

The rainy season of the three mountains, coupled with the newly built city, and the five hundred years of living in the deep mountains, have degenerated into the experience in this area...

Yang Han stopped his fingers on the table and opened his eyes.

His eyes were so bright that if Xiaoqing was here, he would know at first glance that he would be scheming again.

Yang Han wanted to calm down and felt relaxed immediately, and his tiredness surged after drinking. He yawned, stood up, and walked towards the bed.

Xiao Tan was lying in the quilt, the oil lamp at the head of the bed was very dark, and in the dim sky, there was only a graceful face, set off a pillow with a pillow.

She was warming the bed, warming her.

This kind of thing is not the first time. In winter, it gets warmer and sleepy will quietly rise. At this time, when you shout someone and get in, Yang Han often feels ashamed.

But after being ashamed for a long time, you will still feel at ease.

It was already early spring in March, and it was not that cold, and Yang Han felt even more at ease.

He took a lighter pace, tiptoed over, grabbed the corner of the quilt and suddenly lifted it up, laughing and said, "Get up, let me..."

The sound came to an abrupt end, and Yang Han's hand holding the buckle horns was raising it in the air, as if he had been immobilized.

The silk clothes are scattered with silk, and the brocade is fragrant.

What caught my eye was a seductive Aries.

She lie on her side and becomes the most ups and downs of the world, with pink and jade thighs, newly peeled chicken heads, fresh bamboo shoots blooming, charming into the essence.

She closed her eyes with shame, her eyelashes trembled frequently, and she clearly did not fall asleep.

In this situation, isn’t he like you? Or is he a beast or worse than a beast?
Chapter completed!