Yunchu had never seen any real court dances of the Tang Dynasty. He could only learn from ancient books that there were some about sacrifices, some about going on expeditions, some about welcomes, some about celebrations... These were all solemn and not very good-looking.
However, Yunchu privately thought that there must be something extremely beautiful...especially the dance that the nobles watched in private, it must be very interesting.
The dance of the Hu people is very beautiful, because the source of their dance comes from courtship, just like a male peacock is willing to expose his buttocks, like a certain bird is willing to bulge its crop, like a howler monkey who is willing to show his buttocks day and night.
The ground roared, just like a primitive tribesman who was willing to put a thick and long pipe on his dick...
Liang Jianfang had long been tired of watching this kind of sexy dance, and Yun Chu had seen more exciting ones before, so this dance could only make Di Renjie so horny and uncomfortable.
Seeing Liang Jianfang's big hands squeezing Hu Ji's body, Yun Chu was completely distracted. It was not like he had never been massaged by a beautiful woman before, so this little stimulation was nothing to him.
Di Renjie was the one who felt uncomfortable, but this kid was still a true gentleman, so he deserved to feel uncomfortable.
Hu Ji was not very good at pinching someone's legs and shoulders. The strength was not enough and the position was wrong. So after a while, Yun Chu kicked her away.
Di Renjie wanted to follow Yun Chu's example and drive Hu Ji away, but he also enjoyed this level of contact between men and women, so he simply closed his eyes and ignored her.
Serving meat dishes early in the morning seems to be Liang Jianfang's daily routine.
After everyone had regained their energy, Liang Jianfang felt it was time to have a banquet.
This time, the alcohol was not brought out. Yun Chu liked to drink rice wine from the Tang Dynasty. It was slightly sweet and would not make you drunk no matter how much you drank. The most important thing was that it could keep people tipsy for a long time. It was the best wine.
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After drinking the Huihun wine, people immediately became energetic. After the food was served, the three of them started eating haisei again.
With a pious attitude, Yun Chu tasted a series of famous dishes that Liang Jianfang specially prepared for the two of them.
Dried fish dumplings, Duoqie dumplings, Hun Yangxianhu, Jin Yuyu dumplings, as well as white salsa, roasted, skewered dumplings, raw sheep dumplings, flying Luan dumplings, red Qiu preserved dumplings, soup balls, cold utensils, Kunwei, Shuangcheng, gourds
Chicken, golden chicken, national flavor, grilled salamander, ticked chicken, lamb arm, Reluo River, chrysanthemum fragrant dumplings, reed clothes, phoenix, stone head with belly, Qingfeng rice, Wuxin grilled and so on.
There were so many dishes that Liang Jianfang, Yun Chu, and Di Renjie forced themselves to vomit twice during the meal before they ate them all one by one.
Although he didn't understand why he should induce vomiting when he was full, when he saw the servant bringing the spittoon, Liang Jianfang had already started to vomit, and Yun Chu and Di Renjie had to follow suit.
After finishing the meal, the sun had already set to the west.
When Yun Chu and Di Renjie entered Liang Jianfang's residence, they were just two students of the fourth major. When they came out of Liang Jianfang's house, they were already imperial students in Chang'an Imperial College.
Just like time flew by in Liang Jianfang's mansion, seven years passed.
In this regard, Liang Jianfang did not engage in malpractice for personal gain. He only used two of his recommended quotas for the third-rank Youwuwei General.
The ultimate hospitality, the most honorable courtesy, and the most generous rewards were the rewards Liang Jianfang gave to these two people.
As for...from now on, there will be no future. Only by being able to enter the general's sight again can we gain benefits again.
As for the poem "A Man's Journey", it really has nothing to do with Yun Chu. It is Liang Jianfang's masterpiece.
It was because of this incident that Yunchu suddenly remembered the poem "Two Songs of Compassion for the Farmers" by Li Shen, a corrupt official in the Tang Dynasty. Sow a grain of millet in spring and harvest ten thousand grains in autumn. There is no idle land in the world, and farmers are still starving to death.
It's noon on the day of hoeing, and the sweat is dripping from the soil. Who knows that every particle of the meal is hard work?
If you think about it with the simplest mentality, you can understand how a corrupt official who wants to eat a hundred chicken tongues for a meal with a wealthy family can have such a noble and simple voice.
These two poems may have been bought by this corrupt official.
Di Renjie did not expect that following Yun Chu to the Yanmen Hou Mansion would lead to such a great blessing. In the end, he was given a war horse as a gift. Although it was not as good as Yun Chu's bay-red horse, it was accepted by the bay-red horse.
At least there won't be any kicking.
Neither of them thought there was anything wrong with being promoted from the Four Schools to the Imperial School, nor were they worried about not being able to keep up with their study progress.
The reason why the two of them entered the Four Schools was because their status was only qualified to enter the Four Schools, not because they were not knowledgeable enough. After all, there were three illiterate idiots among the Imperial College students.
When Yun Chu returned home on a bay-red horse, Mrs. Cui came up to her with a smile. She could smell the smell of wine on Yun Chu's body from afar, and quickly called Jiu Fei to send her husband to the bathhouse to take a bath.
When Yunchu came back from the bathhouse, he looked around and found no trace of Naha. This made Yunchu's originally high interest disappear. He didn't know what monk Xuanzang would do to him.
What does Xiao Naha teach him like?
If he really develops into a devout Buddhist, Yunchu would rather this child follow him and live a lawless life.
"Mr. Lang, the steward of Yanmenhou sent us ten gold ingots, fifty pieces of silk, and most importantly, he also gave our family a small village. I have read the land deed. It is located next to the Qujiang Pond.
Walking six miles east from Qixia Gate, there is not much land, only 197 acres, but it is all good paddy fields.
Mr. Lang, why does Marquis Yanmen look at our family so differently?
In my opinion, from now on, whenever there is a New Year or a festival, you should hang out with these old heroes, it will be of great benefit to the husband's future."
Yun Chu shook his head and said, "The friendship between gentlemen should be as light as water."
Mrs. Cui looked at Yun Chu in confusion, but Yun Chu didn't want to explain.
The good days of the old heroes will not last long. By the time the woman Li Zhi brought back from the temple starts to exert her strength, it will basically be the time when the old heroes will be unlucky.
Zhuangzi near Chang'an can be said to be a chicken that lays golden eggs. Whether it is growing vegetables or other crops, it can obtain the highest agricultural value because it is so close to Chang'an.
"There are four families in Zhuangzi. I heard that they are all refugees who have been converted into tenant farmers. I am planning to go and have a look tomorrow. If there are still extra houses in Zhuangzi, I am going to take the house I bought from Yeting Palace yesterday.
I arranged for the slave to go there and sew the quilt there, so that it would be more stable."
Yun Chu nodded. Cui's arrangement was not bad. The Yun family in Jinchangfang was not big to begin with. In addition, Yun Chu's official position was too small and he was not allowed to build buildings, even two-story buildings. In addition, the Tang Dynasty's one-acre
The land was really too small, only a little over 500 square meters, and the person who built the house was only 250 square meters, so he built a lot of unsuitable pavilions, so the Yun family didn't have many houses.
Yesterday, Mrs. Cui bought fifteen more old palace maids. This time, they were not tortured by Naha. They were given some suitable names by Ms. Cui. However, the names given by Ms. Cui were not that good either. According to age, from
One mother, all the way up to fifteen mothers.
The remaining eight will work with San Fei as cooks to provide food for the students who move in after the Lantern Festival. The remaining five will go to Zhuangzi to make quilts with Er Fei and Wu Liu Fei.
Mrs. Cui likes to be busy. Although she is not the mistress of the Yun family, she is doing things that can only be done by the mistress. In addition, the head of the family has a high degree of trust in her, which makes her, a woman who has suffered a lot of sins, ready to dedicate herself to this family.
everything.
"Go to the temple to see Naha and tell her that I miss her very much."
"Why don't you go alone, Mr. Lang?"
Yunchu looked at the Great Ci'en Temple hidden in the darkness, shook his head and said, "It's very scary to me there."
Ms. Cui blinked her eyes twice in confusion and said, "I will leave early tomorrow morning. The young lady must be homesick."
The next day, Yun Chu did not go to the Imperial College.
Now he has become a Taixue student, a newly added Taixue student. If he wants to go to Taixue, he will have to become a disciple again, be sent to study again, and be scolded by someone's ears again.
Very annoying.
Hearing that Li Yifu was also a teacher in Taixue, Yun Chu planned to wait for Li Yifu to attend classes at Taixue before paying homage to his teacher again. He could not look down on Li Yifu just because he became a student of Taixue.
Yun Chu didn't like to have a loyal minister as his teacher, especially in the prosperous times. It was really miserable to be a loyal minister's student.
In fact, most loyal ministers and traitorous ministers actually correspond to each other and are related to the political group they belong to, just like there are two sides to the same thing.
And those who betray the country and seek glory are not called traitors, they are called traitors to the country, and everyone will kill them. Whether they are loyal ministers or traitorous ministers, they all want to kill him.
Those who enrich their own pockets are not called traitors, they are called rats or silverfish. Whether they are loyal ministers or traitorous ministers, they all want to squeeze out the last drop of urine from them.
Who are the traitorous ministers? Yunchu thought that the traitorous ministers were those who disagreed with the suggestions put forward by the loyal ministers and strongly opposed them, thereby ruining the loyal ministers' plans.
Who are the loyal ministers? They are a group of people who strongly oppose the opinions put forward by the traitor and do their best to ruin the plot of the traitor.
There is essentially no difference.
One day, when the wind direction changes, traitors will become loyal ministers, and loyal ministers will become traitors. There is a strong interchangeability between these two terms.
At present, if he sits on the side of Changsun Wuji and Chu Suiliang, Li Yifu will definitely be a shameless traitor.
However, once the buttocks sit next to Wu Fu, of course he will be a very loyal minister.
When it comes to loyalty and treachery, it is nothing more than a matter of the east wind overpowering the west wind, or the west wind overpowering the east wind.
Loyal ministers have great love, while traitorous ministers are more in line with human nature. Loyal ministers are suitable to be enshrined in temples and be worshiped for thousands of years, while traitorous ministers are ordinary people walking among the lights of the world.
Life, there are always flaws.
Yunchu didn't want to be enshrined as a god in a temple a hundred years later and eat tasteless incense.
I just want to walk in the light of the world, eat something that ordinary people should eat, and enjoy something that people should enjoy.
As for loyalty and adultery, we'll see what happens when the time comes.