I love the quietness of the thatched cottage in Ruyu Mountain, the fresh air of high autumn.
Xiao Han is not Du Fu, the poet sage, and Xiao Lizi’s place is not Yushan Thatched Cottage.
But when it comes to the crisp autumn air, it is true both in ancient and modern times.
Taking a leisurely walk among the pavilions, Li Shimin listened to Xiao Han chatting about interesting things about the country. He would also add a few words from time to time if he was interested. He seemed to have forgotten those political affairs that would never be finished.
"I heard that a mirror was dug out from under Yong'an Palace? Could it be that you buried it yourself?" As he was talking, Xiao Han suddenly remembered a gossip that had been circulating recently, and he asked casually.
However, when he asked, Li Shimin's face changed drastically. He looked like he didn't have three hundred taels of silver in this place and scolded: "Nonsense?! How can I do that? That Qin mirror is in front of countless craftsmen."
Yan Liben was also there when the surface was unearthed. If you don’t believe it, ask him!”
Xiao Han looked at Li Shimin suspiciously and coughed lightly: "Ahem, I won't ask him! This old guy even wrote to scold me..."
"Oh? There's this thing more? Why didn't I know? What did he write?" Li Shimin heard Xiao Han say this, and whether intentionally or unintentionally, he pulled the topic away from Qin Jing.
Xiao Han was not surprised, shrugged and replied: "Have you seen his handwriting? Why did you forget it so quickly?"
"Have I seen it? Where have I seen it?" Li Shimin was stunned for a moment, and then asked strangely. He really couldn't remember seeing Lao Yan's name there.
When Xiao Han saw this, he sighed softly and said, "Have you forgotten? It's the one hanging in the hall of my home!"
"Hang it in the hall of your home?" Li Shimin became more and more puzzled. He lowered his head and thought about it carefully. Suddenly he remembered a line of words, and then he suddenly raised his head and asked: "Could it be the one called "You know how long you live, in the arch of the wood"?"
Xiao Han nodded to Li Shimin and said angrily: "That's it!"
"No, this word has a good meaning. It doesn't mean that your lifespan is as lush as that big tree..."
Li Shimin's voice became softer and softer, but his eyes opened wider, because he also felt that this word was not like Yan Liben's style, but more like Xiao Han's!"
"You...you can't write these words..." Staring at Xiao Han tightly, Li Shimin's eyes were full of surprise!
Xiao Han chuckled and nodded proudly: "Hey, I'm smart, right? I can't even think of that old man to death, but I will cut out his words and rearrange them in order!"
"Cut it out and rearrange it? Then the original words...couldn't it be "How do you know? Zhongshou, the wood of your tomb is arched?"
Li Shimin has been erudite since he was a child. During the Spring and Autumn Period, things like turning left were naturally familiar to him. From the derivation of the words that were out of order, he understood Yan Liben's original words! He couldn't help but take a breath and felt for Xiao.
Han's whimsical thoughts secretly amazed him.
Of course, the most amazing thing is his extremely thick skin.
Not everyone has the courage to post the words others criticize them on the wall!!!
"You... Hahaha, I'm really yours! I wonder what Yan Liben's expression will be when he sees these words!" Looking at Xiao Han in surprise, the smile on Li Shimin's face spread little by little. At the end,
Almost a belly laugh.
Xiao Han also smiled smugly. While he was smiling, he said: "It's simple. One day I invite him to my house. I will definitely take a rag and wipe those words in front of him! Wipe it off."
It's so shiny that it makes this old guy so angry."
"You are cruel enough!"
Imagining the scene in Xiao Han's words, Li Shimin gave him a thumbs up without any image.
In other words, Li Shimin is probably the only emperor who can deal with one minister and tease another.
"But don't call him now. If you call him again after he finishes the Daming Palace, he will probably be angry to death or sick for a few days." Even though he said that, he thought about what he was doing to him.
While working, Li Shimin kindly helped Yan Liben delay the disaster for a few days.
Xiao Han compared it and naturally agreed repeatedly: "Okay, then after he finishes the Ming Dynasty... Hey, isn't it Yong'an Palace?"
As he was talking, Xiao Han suddenly felt something was wrong. Why did the name change?
Seeing Xiao Han's eyes looking over, Li Shimin chuckled, pointed at Long Shouyuan not far away and said: "This matter is still a secret, please don't tell anyone outside! Since the Qin Mirror appeared, Yan Liben said that this mirror
It is an auspicious sign that can reveal the loyalty and treachery of ministers and the rise and fall of national fortunes, so it should be hung in the built palace. Therefore, Yong'an Palace was simply renamed Daming Palace."
"Hung on the palace, above! A mirror hanging high?" Xiao Han was stunned, and a word popped out in his mind.
Li Shimin was stunned when he heard this, then he put his hands on his hands and laughed: "Yes, the mirror hangs high! This is a good word, very suitable!"
"Isn't it appropriate? This word seems to have come from the beginning!"
Xiao Han touched his nose and smiled bitterly. It seemed that he had unknowingly participated in another beautiful word that has been passed down through the ages.
However, how do you say something?
If you have too many lice, you won’t be itchy. If you get involved in too many things, you won’t be afraid!
Xiao Han quickly put this matter behind him, and continued to argue with Li Shimin for a while. It was not until a minister came to report the state affairs that Xiao Han said goodbye without feeling satisfied.
When it was time to leave, Xiao Han suddenly had the idea to go to the palace to see Li Yuan.
But when he thought about how the old monarch and his minister had nothing to say after meeting each other, and he always felt guilty for Li Yuan in his heart, his desire to visit him finally cooled down.
After leaving the East Palace and returning to Sanyuan County, the sky had completely darkened, leaving only a moon on the horizon, still emitting a hazy light.
"People today cannot see the moon in ancient times, but today's moon once illuminated people in ancient times."
Looking at the bright moon that seems to have never changed, Xiao Han shook his head, got off the horse with Xiaodong's attentive help, and then walked into the house with his legs crossed.
This damn saddle is really tough, especially when running dozens of miles at a time.
Although it was getting late, Xiao Mansion was still very lively.
Since its establishment, the place has established the rule of three meals a day, so dinner time is much later than other places. This time is the time for dinner at home.
Smelling the tempting aroma of rice, Xiao Han, who had a full stomach of imperial food at noon, felt his index fingers move greatly, and even his legs crossed and he walked a lot faster.
During the Sui and Tang Dynasties, there were no dedicated restaurants, including the imperial palace.
At this time, when eating, a low table is usually placed in the main hall, and everyone eats his or her own meal.
If there are guests visiting, the women in the family still need to stay away.
For example, now, Xiao Han didn't see his wife in the main hall. Instead, he saw a short and thin figure yelling at the cook, asking them to bring more good dishes.
