"Tsk, tsk, they say Lingnan is a sleepy place, but the food here is quite good! Especially the lychee wine, which is very sweet. Although it is not as enjoyable as strong wine, drinking a little bit occasionally does have a different taste.
"
Liu Hongji, who was full of wine and food and looked slightly tipsy, was led by the servant and burped as he walked to the room that had been prepared for them. He didn't realize that Xiao Han's face beside him had already been filled with blood.
Full of wry smiles.
Following the boy in front of him, he stepped through the Moon Gate and looked back at the courtyard where he had just eaten. For some reason, Xiao Han let out a long breath.
The meal just now was good, but looking at Feng Ang's dark face on the table, Xiao Han knew that this meal was not as simple as it seemed.
"You need bait when fishing, but you need delicious food when fishing for me?"
Shaking his head with a wry smile, Xiao Han turned around and saw the boy in front of him who was slightly bowing and leading the way. He suddenly asked: "Boy, where is your master's study?"
"ah?"
The boy probably didn't expect that Xiao Han would suddenly ask him something. After being stunned for a moment, he stopped, pointed to the guide carefully, and said in broken Chinese: "Sir, my master's study is right here."
over there."
"Over there? Is that the room?" Xiao Han heard the boy's words and glanced at the location he pointed at, secretly making a note of this location in his mind.
After the boy waited timidly for a while, he didn't find that Xiao Han meant to ask anything else. After thinking about it, he plucked up the courage and said in a low voice: "However, my master usually doesn't go to the study very much now...
…His eyesight is not very good and he can no longer see the words in those books clearly.”
"Is that so? Okay, I understand." After hearing what the boy said, Xiao Han raised his head and smiled at him, making the boy's face turn red when he smiled. He quickly lowered his head and continued to lead the way.
Later, Xiao Han, who didn't want to ask anymore, saw the young man's appearance and found it interesting, so he simply continued: "By the way, what is your master's full name? His family is all here in Guizhou now? Why not?
See them."
"My master's surname is Zhang and his given name is Zizhou." When the young man heard Xiao Han ask him, he lowered his head and replied carefully without daring to turn his head: "Several of my master's sons are not here now. Now I am the only one in the house."
.”
"Zixuan...Zhang Zixuan..."
Originally, this was just a casual question from Xiao Han, but when he heard the boy say the name, he suddenly felt a bright light flash in his mind!
It seems like this name! He has heard of it before.
"Then where are your master's sons? What are their names?"
"Our master has four young masters, the eldest is Zhang Hongyu, the second is..."
Xiao Han couldn't hear clearly what the young man said next, because after hearing the eldest son's name, he suddenly remembered this name. Where had he heard it before?
Zhang Jiuling!
Prime Minister of the Tang Dynasty! Emperor Wenzong of the Tang Dynasty! Known as the best person in the world!
The peerless genius who once wrote "The bright moon rises over the sea, and we share this moment at the end of the world".
The incorruptible Prime Minister who once said, "In matters of right and wrong, public service does not matter far or near"!
Wasn't such an outstanding person who frequently appeared in Chinese textbooks born in Lingnan, and his grandfather was named Zhang Zixuan?
"Xiao Han? Xiao Han!"
There was a faint voice in his ears. It was not until half the sound passed that Xiao Han, who was in a daze, finally woke up, and his blurred eyes gradually returned to clarity.
"What's wrong with you? Why did you suddenly stop walking while you were walking?"
In front of him, Liu Hongji stood up at some point and was looking at Xiao Han in surprise. Next to him, Ren Qing's eyes looked a little strange.
"Gudong..." After swallowing hard, Xiao Han's eyes flickered a few times, and suddenly said to the two people in front of him: "Well, I'm fine! You go back to the room first, I'll be back when I go!"
"Hey? What are you going to do..." Upon hearing this, Liu Hongji's eyes suddenly widened. He was about to grab Xiao Han and ask again, but was stopped by Ren Qing with his hand.
"Old Ren?!"
"Shh, let him go, let's go back and wait for him!"
"He...you...me!"
Helpless, Liu Hongji, who was stopped by Ren Qing, could only stare at Xiao Han who had left. Finally, he slapped his thigh hard and said angrily to the boy who had been stunned for a long time: "Why are you still standing there? Let's go.
!”
"Ah? Oh, okay..."
The poor boy was a little dumbfounded at first. He didn't know whether he should chase Xiao Han or send Liu Hongji and the others to their room. But now that Old Liu gave him such a drink, the boy's original intention of chasing people disappeared.
Hey, even a fool knows that it is better to choose the lesser of two qualities!
The man in front of me is not easy to mess with at first glance, and he might even hit someone, so I'd better serve him first. Anyway, this house is very poor, and apart from some broken books, I don't have to worry about anything being stolen.
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Perhaps, as the young man thought, the grandfather of the future Prime Minister of the Tang Dynasty was indeed very poor!
The surrounding houses are larger and have more courtyards, which may be leftover from the former prefect.
But just seeing that there are no flowers in this garden, only some vegetables and grains, and that the walls are peeling off and they are not willing to repaint them, you know that this prefect is definitely not just pretending to be poor.
To fool myself.
I casually picked a curly cucumber from the garden I was passing by, without washing it, just rubbed it on my sleeve, and then bit off most of it in one bite.
Although this season in Chang'an can be regarded as late autumn when everything dies, in Lingnan, it is still the season when melons and fruits are abundant. Even this cucumber is extremely tender.
"Bah! It's not sweet, it's sour!"
The fresh cucumber was chewed twice in Xiao Han's mouth, but he spit it out quickly.
Because the cucumbers in this garden look fresh and juicy, but they don't have any sweetness when you eat them. You can tell at a glance that they have not been fertilized.
Of course, not fertilizing is not a bad thing.
Because there is no chemical fertilizer at this time, so if you want to fertilize, you can only use those farmyard manure!
If those fertilizers were really used, Xiao Han, who has a slight mysophobia, would not even touch those cucumbers, let alone chew them!
"Haha, if you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, who would have thought that a dignified prefect could be in such a state of decline! In ten years of clearing the prefecture, one hundred thousand snowflakes and silver, it all depends on the place and the person."
Glancing at the half-cut cucumber in his hand, Xiao Han threw it back into the bean rack in the garden, then clapped his hands and followed the moss-covered stone steps to the study door.
This study is so old that even the window paper on the window has been replaced countless times. From the outside, you can see the layers of paper scraps stacked on top of each other.
However, things were old again, but when Xiao Han pushed the door open and walked in, he found that the place had been cleaned extremely clean.
