Author: Ximen Yangzhou

Lu Su was one of the few people in Hefei who knew that Long Xiang admired Liu Bei. He would not treat a man with bowls of noodles piled on the table like an ordinary guest.

The emperor's uncle's sworn brother cannot be neglected.

Long Xiang stood up to greet Lu Su and brought him to Zhang Fei and his wife to introduce him.

Zhang Fei always liked to get close to scholars, and he heard Liu Bei praise Lu Su many times, so he pulled Xia Houjuan up and returned the favor.

Lu Su was more than eight feet tall, similar in length to Zhang Fei and Long Xiang, making Xia Houjuan next to him appear even more petite.

After greeting each other, Lu Su sat down opposite Zhang Fei.

Long Xiang personally brought a bowl of noodles: "It's just a coincidence that Zijing is here. Today we meet with friends over noodles."

Lu Su noticed that the contents in the bowl were very different from what he had seen before, so he picked up the chopsticks and tasted them.

The expression on his face was like riding a roller coaster, and there was no shortage of complimentary words after the experience.

"This is called noodles, and they are indeed delicious."

While Zhang Fei was wolfing down, he heard Lu Su's emotion, so he stopped and asked in confusion: "Isn't this the Hefei way to eat noodles? Why does it look like it's the first time for you, sir, to eat it?"

“How to eat in Hefei? Haha”

Lu Su glanced at Long Xiang, smiled and didn't say any more, instead he swallowed his noodles.

Qiao Wan, who was waiting aside, saw that Lu Su didn't explain clearly, so he talked and explained: "My brother taught me how to make this noodle today, and it hasn't been spread yet. This must be the first time for Mr. Zijing to taste it."

Seeing Lu Su nodding to Qiaomen, Zhang Fei looked at Long Xiang with a smile.

"Yunqi can still think about new food? Why don't I have a feast in Hefei? It's really amazing."

"It's nothing to think about. Besides, there's nothing praiseworthy about cooking." Long Xiang shook his head modestly.

"otherwise."

Lu Su interrupted Long Xiang: "As the saying goes, governing a big country is like cooking small delicacies. Yun Qi thought about it and found this delicious food. He must be flexible and quick in thinking. If you have the ability to cook, you have the ability to order chaos and govern the country."

Long Xiangxin said don't flatter me, so he quickly joked about "complaining".

"Good guy Jing, you are praising others without paying for your life. Yide, please don't listen to his nonsense. I am just an ordinary ordinary person."

"It's just ordinary, Long Yunqi?"

Zhang Fei frowned and muttered to himself at first, then waved his hands and joked: "I'm not blind. I have been praised by my elder brother and praised by Mr. Zijing. If I were just mediocre, I would be a white-faced scholar."

"Haha, white-faced scholar? That's right."

Lu Su was instantly amused and thought to himself that Zhang Fei with a black face looked rude and wild. He didn't expect it to be so funny.

Long Xiang wanted to cry but had no tears. He said in his heart, am I just mediocre in front of you? How come no one believes me if I am so honest?

Just as he was thinking about how to change the subject, Qiao Miao suddenly stepped forward and offered his resignation.

"Brother, I think these noodles should be enough. I won't disturb you in entertaining the guests. I want to go back and teach my second sister how to make noodles."

"Second young lady, do you want to learn how to make noodles?"

Long Xiang was surprised when he heard this, and sighed that the second lady was still interested, so he waved goodbye.

"Young Master has had a hard day today, so you go back first. Tomorrow, you can take care of General Zhang and give him a few more glasses of wine."

"Okay, General Zhang, Mrs. Zhang, Mr. Zijing, please use it with ease. I'll take my leave."

Qiao Miao bowed and said goodbye one by one. Zhang Fei looked at his back and sighed: "Master Qiao is gentle and elegant, but he is different from his father. He is a good young man."

"The noodles we are eating now should be made by the young master. He originally wanted to learn martial arts and inherit the ambition of General Qiao. Unfortunately, his situation is not very good and he has not encountered any famous teachers to teach him. If Yide thinks this boy is teachable, he might as well teach him

How many tricks are at your disposal?"

"If he really wants to learn, why not teach him a few tricks?"

When it came to teaching the Qiaoqiao martial arts, Zhang Fei seemed more open-minded than Xu Chu.

The two had different starting points. Xu Chu believed that killing people should be taught, but Zhang Fei did not think that Qiao Wan would go to the battlefield, and there was no problem in teaching some self-defense skills.

Qiao Niao brought ten bowls of noodles, of which Xiahou Juan ate one bowl, Long Xiang and Lu Su each ate two bowls, and the remaining five bowls were destroyed by Zhang Fei. He patted his belly at the end, with an expression of unfinished satisfaction.

Long Xiang held back his shock and asked politely: "Have you eaten enough, Yide? If it's not enough, I'll let the kitchen continue cooking. I've been working hard these past few months, and today I have a simple meal with no wine. I must make you satisfied."

"That's enough, that's enough"

Zhang Fei hurriedly stretched out his hand to interrupt, and suddenly sighed sadly: "Although your noodles are simple, they taste really good. It's a pity that the eldest brother and the second brother are not happy. I don't know where they are. Do they have enough to eat?"

"Well"

Long Xiang interrupted Zhang Fei to comfort him: "I made you agree with Zijing's plan, but in the end you have your own ideas. How can you explain it with virtue? I don't quite understand what it means. Why don't you explain it to Zijing? Let him give it to you.

Analyze and analyze where you want to go."

"Oh? Okay."

Zhang Fei was overjoyed when he heard this, so he briefly explained Liu Bei's interpretation of virtue, and imitated Liu Bei's example, dipping his finger in water and writing down virtue and gain on the table.

Previously, Zhang Fei thought of a description, and the logic was a bit confusing. He went around and around to confuse Long Xiang. When he saw the two words on the table, he immediately understood what they meant.

Lu Su had long heard that Liu Bei was a benevolent gentleman, and now that he heard Zhang Fei describe Liu Bei's views, he was even more impressed by Liu Bei, and the image of Ming Zhu loomed in his mind.

"General Zhang, don't worry. I heard that Uncle Liu, as the shepherd of Yuzhou, recommended Yuan Shao's eldest son Yuan Tan as a talented person. How could Yuan Tan not repay this kindness?

Yuan Tan's Qingzhou is adjacent to Xiaopei, and Su thought that if the emperor's uncle was defeated and did not come to Huainan, he would go to Qingzhou to defect to Yuan Tan, and then go to Hebei to give gifts to Yuan Shao."

The selection of officials in the Han Dynasty was mainly based on the inspection and examination system, which was "the county inspectors inspected the filial piety and integrity, and the state inspections promoted the best talents."

At the end of the Han Dynasty, there were more than 100 counties and counties in the country. Even the quota of filial piety and integrity at the county level was very tight when it was distributed to local places.

Liu Xiu founded the country because of the powerful scholar family. These noble families served as officials in the Han court for generations. After one or two hundred years of accumulation, they naturally became aristocratic families, such as the Yuan family of Runan, the Yang family of Hongnong, the Xun family of Yingchuan, and the King of Taiyuan.

Shi.

The aristocratic families control the resources to enter the officialdom. Since they have so many heirs, Xiaolian's quota has to be queued up to be allocated. Children from ordinary poor families cannot even get ahold of Xiaolian's door.

Yuan Shao's former rival, Gongsun Zan, was born into the Gongsun family, a wealthy family in Liaodong. However, due to his mother's low status, he was not the official wife and could only serve as a minor official in the county when he became an adult.

The competition for Xiaolian is so fierce, and the high-level version of Maocai is even rarer. The two can be taken alone or stacked. If you are promoted to Xiaolian, you can be awarded the title of Lang, and if you are promoted to Maocai, you can get a real official position.

Liu Bei's investigation of Yuan Tan was equivalent to that of a master in the Ming and Qing Dynasties, so Lu Su was so sure that he would go to Qingzhou.

"Gifts? If my eldest brother is defeated and goes to Yuan Shao, what gifts can I give you?" Zhang Fei raised his eyes.

Lu Su wanted to answer immediately, but seeing Xia Houjuan present, he stroked his beard and remained silent.

Long Xiang smiled and suggested to Zhang Fei: "Mrs. Xiahou is tired from traveling and traveling. Should Yide send her back to her room to rest first? I'll ask someone to prepare some drinks and we can talk while drinking."

"Okay, okay."
Chapter completed!