"Look at your potential! Your Majesty is rich all over the world, so why would he give you such a small amount of money? If he is willing to owe you money, it is to give you face, but can he really lose you? Brat, you can just have fun when you have nothing to do-"
Li Shimin snorted, not wanting to see the hateful face of this guy who was asking for money.
Wang Zi'an was stunned.
This is the first time I've seen someone talk about defaulting on a debt in such a refreshing and refined manner.
I'm sorry, please don't give me face——
Wang Zi'an complained silently and ignored Li Shimin's remarks.
"Do you think the emperor is like you and has no big ideas? Do you know what the overall situation is? Give me the money quickly, because the overall situation is the most important thing - forget it, this kind of national matter is a small businessman like you.
not understand……"
Li Shimin:......
Hey, you still don’t understand me!
However, considering that this brat is about to make a lot of money for himself, I won’t argue with him.
If you are happy, just play!
He lay down comfortably on the back of the chair and crossed his legs.
"Don't say anything. We are going to get rich soon. We must celebrate today - you go prepare the dishes and have a drink later - by the way, remember to arrange the roasted pork and dumplings stuffed with chives and pork.
Come on, you can arrange the rest..."
Hey – you even learned how to order!
Wang Zi'an couldn't help but roll his eyes when he looked at this guy's appearance when he returned home.
"It would be nice to eat some. You are quite picky -"
Say so.
I got up and went to cook.
By the way, ever since I discovered this chef’s cooking skills, my hands will feel itchy if I don’t cook in person for a few days——
I just like to see the taste of various ingredients transformed into various delicacies under my own hands.
Nonsence--
As soon as this thought came to his mind, Wang Zi'an quickly drove it out of his mind.
This idea is too scary. It wants the author to change the rhythm of returning to the Tang Dynasty and working as a chef.
Seeing that Wang Zi'an had gone to cook, Li Shimin began to wander around Wang Zi'an's study with his hands behind his back.
I haven’t seen him for a few days, and there are a few more paintings and calligraphy works in the study.
Finally, he stopped in front of a calligraphy and painting titled "The Proud Fisherman Knows the Spring Is Coming in the Snow".
The core of the calligraphy and painting is a pair of plum blossoms. The brushwork is beautiful and the neck is strong, the layout is strict and compact, the ink is light and elegant, and the edges are sharp. Between the cracked bark and the delicate branches, the delicate buds are structured with lines, and the plum blossoms are overflowing and slanting.
And the interesting shapes are vividly depicted.
Next to it, there is an exquisite little poem written in an old-fashioned font.
“The arrival of spring is known in the snow, and the winter plum blossoms are dotted with delicate branches.
Her fragrant face is half-opened and charming. In the courtyard, the beauty takes a bath and washes off her fresh makeup.
The fate may be intentional, so the moon shines brightly on the land.
Let’s share the bounty to honor the green ants, and don’t refuse to be drunk. This flower is not comparable to other flowers.”
What left him speechless the most was that the signature turned out to be Li Qingzhao!
Who is Li Qingzhao?
It’s okay to forget this shit in front of others. Now I’m painting and playing at home, doing the same thing. Is it fun to lie to myself?
However, this piece of work is really good.
It can be said that the three masterpieces of calligraphy, painting and poetry!
That night, shortly after seeing off Li Shimin, Wang Zi'an returned to his study to read, only to find that the fisherman's proud letter from the spring in the snow was missing!
Damn it——
When he thought of Li Shimin's unusual and hurried pace when he was leaving, Prince An was speechless.
This thief stole my things again!
At the same time, the Imperial Palace Ganlu Hall.
Li Shimin was proudly showing off his achievements to Queen Changsun.
"Guanyin Maid, look, what do you think of this calligraphy and painting I got?"
"I'm not bragging. This is definitely a pinnacle work. It's a masterpiece that's hard to find on the market. You see, this poem, this painting, this word, they complement each other, it's so wonderful -"
Li Shimin was still looking at the calligraphy and painting in front of him, admiring him again and again.
Empress Changsun couldn't help but show a look of joy on her face.
"It is indeed a masterpiece. It is ancient and clumsy, but also innovative. Especially this word, which is not the same as the ordinary gorgeous and extravagant ones. Instead, it can be seen that it means elegance and nobility——"
After Queen Changsun finished speaking, she couldn't help but point to the signature on it and asked curiously.
"Who is this person named Li Qingzhao who has such talent and academic attainments?"
When Li Shimin heard this, he couldn't help but smile and wave his hands.
"Who else could it be? Our precious son-in-law—"
"Zian?"
Empress Changsun couldn't help but have a look of surprise on her face.
Smiling and scolding.
"This kid knows how to be weird. Isn't it good for him to be in front of such a talented person? Look at this, you don't see his name on his works - isn't it bad to use his own name?"
But Li Shimin smiled mysteriously.
"This brat wants to hide his clumsiness at a young age - can he hide such a talent? Don't worry, it's not that easy to hide his clumsiness? I have already made arrangements for this matter -"
After saying that, he waved to the female officer waiting outside.
“Go and send this poem over too——”
"The author's name?"
The female officer asked cautiously.
"Old method, change to Marquis Chang'an——"
The female officer understood clearly, holding the poem that Li Shimin had just transcribed, she went down lightly to make arrangements.
Empress Changsun couldn't help but laugh.
"Are you going to help him publish a collection of poems?"
Li Shimin nodded proudly.
"This stinky boy doesn't do anything serious. He's young and thinks about hiding his strength and biding his time every day. How can he take on a big responsibility if he can do this?"
Having said this, the old man sat down on the ground and took a sip of the ginseng soup made by Empress Changsun herself.
"It's really difficult for us parents to worry about everything -"
Queen Changsun smiled and said nothing.
Needless to say, my Erlang is in a wonderful mood today.
Sure enough, it was another wonderful night.
After a sudden rain and wind, Li Shimin turned over and dismounted contentedly, lying on the soft quilt. When he was about to close his eyes and sleep, he seemed to remember something and suddenly laughed softly.
"Mr. Guanyin, I think our good son-in-law is going to be unlucky recently——"
Seeing his relaxed tone, Queen Changsun even seemed to be gloating about his misfortune.
I couldn't help but pat him lightly, and put my head towards him curiously.
"What's going on? Tell me quickly -"
After a while of whispering, Empress Changsun's angry voice came to mind in the darkness.
"You really don't want to remind him. General Yuchi seems to be most afraid of people mentioning this..."
"Don't worry about it, don't worry about it. As long as I'm watching, nothing big will happen - besides, between the two of them, I'll be happy whoever takes care of the other, ha -"
…
Wang Zi'an had no idea that his father-in-law was secretly doing things behind his back.
Live your little life how you want to live it.
Get up in the morning, carry your two big hammers, and play with the drum, urn and golden hammer in the eyes of Xue Rengui's admiration and admiration.
After washing up, we had a delicious breakfast of freshly baked steamed dumplings, a few plates of exquisite side dishes, and a bowl of soy milk.
It’s worth mentioning that today’s breakfast is no longer eaten alone.
Xue Rengui and his wife and the little Taoist nun Su Feier also followed.
Mrs. Liu is quite reserved, and Miss Su Feier, who grew up in the mountains, is a little tsundere, but how can she know how to be reserved when she eats?
He held the steamed dumplings with both hands, his face bulging as he ate them, and they looked like little white and tender steamed buns.
"Little Susu, do you like to eat steamed buns? This is easy to handle. Later I will personally cook you a meal of Goubuli steamed buns and make sure you eat them until you stop..."
Su Feier, who was holding the bun and fucking fiercely, froze for a moment, raised her head angrily, and looked at Wang Zi'an with an evil look.
The bun in his hand was already eager to try, and was about to fly towards Wang Zi'an's head.
Even Xue Rengui and Liu couldn't help but raise their heads in surprise.
This joke seems to be a bit too much——
Wang Zi'an was talking happily when he suddenly felt something was different in the atmosphere. He couldn't continue talking and raised his head in confusion.
Then he saw Su Feier, who had a pair of beautiful big eyes and stared at him angrily.
Wang Zi’an:……
Ah, this——
Girl, there’s a misunderstanding!
Looking at the little Taoist nun, her breasts were so straight and undulating that they were about to burst out of her clothes. The worst thing was that her little hands were about to touch the hilt of the sword.
Hey, this little grump!
I always want to touch the big guy, is this okay?
Without saying anything, Wang Zi'an quickly grabbed him.
“Miss Susu, there’s a misunderstanding, please be patient—”
Su Feier's little hand was suddenly held in his palm. He subconsciously twitched it, but it didn't twitch. He twitched it again, but it didn't twitch again. Her pretty face instantly turned red.
Wang Zi'an only felt that the tentacles were warm, soft and boneless, and felt really good, so she subconsciously stretched out her little finger and gently tickled her soft and fleshy little palm.
The conscience of heaven and earth is really subconscious.
"You, let go quickly - everyone is watching..."
The sound is weak and mosquito-like.
As she said that, Su Feier glanced at Xue Rengui and his wife. As a result, these two people were looking at their noses with their eyes and their hearts with their noses. They were drinking soy milk in a serious manner and were selectively blind——
It is also difficult for Xue Rengui and his wife.
The master is flirting with the little Taoist nun, what can I do?
Let go?
It is impossible to let go!
"Let me tell you, the Goubuli steamed buns I just mentioned are really a famous local delicacy. They have thin skin and large fillings. They taste mellow, tender and delicious, fat but not greasy. Take a bite and your mouth will be full of delicious flavor——"
"Promise me first not to make trouble -"
Wang Zi'an thinks that the danger must be eliminated first.
As for holding the girl's hand, it doesn't matter. Anyway, we are not stingy people.
Su Feier's ears were almost red.
But he couldn't break away from Wang Zi'an's big hand, so he had to say with embarrassment and annoyance.
"Let go, I, I won't make trouble——"
Only then did Wang Zi'an let go of his little hand, still not satisfied.
So soft.
"I'll do it for you later -"
Wang Zi'an smiled and pulled out his chair and sat down again, as if nothing had happened.
"I, I'm full——"
The little Taoist nun fled in despair.
Ah, even though I have done countless psychological construction and feel that I will obey the arrangements of my master and senior brother, when things happen, I still can't help but panic.
"Hey, Miss Susu, don't go too far later, I'm going shopping later, remember to protect me -"
"don't want--"
Little Taoist Su Su fled to the west and crossed the courtyard without looking back.
Xue Rengui and Liu:...
Master, can you find a reason to be more careful?
Wang Zi'an ignored them and happily poured the last mouthful of soy milk into his mouth.
"Ren Gui, your junior sister has something to do at home today, so you can't come over. As for you, don't study at home if you have nothing to do. Take a break, it's the way of civility and martial arts. If you should take your wife out for a walk, go out for a walk. Chang'an is prosperous, don't let it down easily.
ah--"
After saying that, he stood up and left calmly.
It's great to be a marquis, at least you don't have to clean up the dishes yourself.
Where else could Su Feier go?
Wang Zi'an hadn't even finished his glass of boiled water when his master sent it back with a smile.
"Good boy, you are going to get married anyway. Look, is there anyone more suitable than this Marquis? He is good-looking, has a good temperament, is talented, ahem, and may be a descendant of the Immortal family..."
Then he gave me an encouraging look.
"Be good - go ahead and be bold -"
What else can be done?
My master failed to live up to expectations, and Miss Su Feier was also helpless——
I walked slowly into the hall.
Without finishing his words, he held his long sword and found a seat far away from Prince An and sat down.
Wang Zi'an couldn't help but laugh, and stood up calmly.
"Miss Susu, let's go. We won't watch the sideshow today. We'll go out to buy some snacks. We'll go to the Lioruan to listen to music——"
When Su Feier heard this, her eyes suddenly lit up. Although she didn't say anything, her body was very honest. She followed her without saying a word, holding the long sword in her arms.
I have long heard about the excitement of the Liyuan, and finally I can go and experience it.
Liyuan in the Tang Dynasty was a place for market entertainment. There were playing, playing, singing, singing and dancing, and other performances. There were even some songs and dances mixed with some dialogues, which were somewhat similar to the flavor of later dramas.
And, interestingly, anyone can perform there.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! If there is a distinguished guest, on a whim, he can also perform on stage, sing and dance, and have fun with the people, and everyone will not be stingy with their applause.
Wang Zi'an has visited it several times and found it quite interesting.
Although they really want to keep a low profile, as a group, they can't keep a low profile at all.
The man is graceful and handsome, while the woman, although holding a long sword and wearing a loose robe, has graceful curves and swaying posture, looking like a perfect match wherever she goes.
Fortunately, Wang Zi'an was dressed in fine clothes, with a thumb ring on his hand, and a jade pendant that was obviously valuable at first sight. He was dressed in a dignified manner, and he was not a child of ordinary people at first glance. He would not dare to provoke anyone who is just an ordinary person.
I haven't encountered any bloody plot where a blind idle guy and a bad boy come forward to find trouble and then get slapped in the face on the spot.
Alas, the poor author has lost another chance to improve his word count.
There was a waiter who greeted the guests. He personally led the two of them to the front seat and sat them down. He nodded and bowed and served melon and fruit refreshments.
Wang Zi'an casually took out dozens of large coins and rewarded them.
The waiter immediately beamed and served him even more eagerly.
"Sir, madam, you are here today. A master of sword dancing has come to our garden today. The sword dance is very beautiful. I guarantee that your trip will be worthwhile——"
Although Su Feier was wearing a Taoist robe, nowadays many dignitaries and their family members wore Taoist robes. Therefore, when he saw that Su Feier was as beautiful as a flower and stood obediently next to Wang Zi'an with lowered eyebrows, he subconsciously
I thought she was Wang Zi'an's concubine or maid, so I directly called her "Shang Jie" and sent it to my wife.
Usually at this time, if it is really a concubine, there will be a reward.
These people also have the survival wisdom of these people, they know the level of their eyebrows, and they know what kind of customers may be profitable.
Who knows, this time it was a bit miscalculated. After the compliment, the beauty Xiafei holding the sword looked a little embarrassed on her cheeks. She dared to talk too much, bowed, and ran away in a hurry.
Wang Zi'an couldn't help but burst out laughing when he saw that embarrassed little boy.
The boy left too fast just now, otherwise he would really have planned to reward him with a few more big bucks.
When listening to music in the Liyuan, the most important thing is the mood, and the quality of the music is secondary. When I think that there will be a large amount of income coming in today, some people may have to break their muscles and bones, and they can't help but feel good.
The prince sat here and looked at the stage. From time to time, people would jump up and join in singing and dancing. He couldn't help but feel interested. He casually called over to the boy waiting in the distance and whispered a few instructions.
Then, he stood up and walked towards the stage.
Looking at his attire, one knew that another noble man was about to go up and have fun with the people. What was especially surprising was that this noble man had sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, like a jade tree in the wind. Therefore, as soon as he appeared, he was greeted by a flurry of people.
Cheers.
Women, in particular, have particularly enthusiastic voices.
Wang Zi'an stood on the stage, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised. His eyes seemed to have passed through the layers of the pavilion, looking at some interesting scene, and his lips opened slightly.
A famous singing tune resounded leisurely throughout the audience.