The twenty-fourth section Yan Zhitui treats guests
"Brother Keming, Quan Zi came back drunk from a brothel two days ago, but I didn't feel the slightest resentment in my heart. I just saw that he was sweating through his clothes and he clearly passed out. However, the boy from the Cheng family said he was drunk and kept his eyes open.
The lies you told made my heart warm."
"So that day, the child Yiai also went to watch "The Dance of the Demons"? Quanzi was sent back by Yun Ye. His symptoms were exactly the same as Yiai. He was clearly fainting. Yun Ye also said he was drunk. These children secretly
He went to stand in front of us. He was afraid that we would be worried, so he just sprinkled some wine on his body and said he was drunk. Who could he deceive?"
"After Yiai woke up in the morning, she had a detailed discussion with me. Last night's "Dance of the Demons" was indeed extremely dangerous. Yiai and the others took the abstinence medicine given by Daozhang Sun, but they were still confused and dizzy. Even wearing the pig's mouth didn't make them look too big.
However, some people survived, Yun Ye, Cheng Chumo, and His Highness the King of Wei, three people survived until the end."
"Haha, they are all good children. Regardless of whether they survive or not, they are filial sons. All kinds of rice can support all kinds of people. As long as these children abide by their filial piety, they are enough to gain a foothold in Chang'an. Yun Ye and King Wei don't count. They are human beings.
Even if Cheng Chumo can survive the top grade, there is no reason why I and others can’t survive it? Haha, you and I have been dealing with dangers all our lives, this time it’s just a small threshold, we can pass it with just a few steps.”
The two big guys from Zhongshu Province were looking at the documents in their hands and chatting. They seemed to be in a happy mood. The gloom that Pei Ji had brought to the court seemed to have dissipated all of a sudden.
The small Japanese country was not worthy of such attention. The very beginning of the letter of credence from the land of the rising sun to the setting sun made countless courtiers furious. The enraged generals almost went crazy and roared to annihilate the country.
Destroying their contributions, burning their ancestral temples, and sailing on expeditions are not something Li Er can consider now. There are too many uncertain factors. The top priority now is to destroy the confidence of the Tuyuhun people so that they dare not show the slightest disrespect.
valid reason.
That's why Li Er suppressed his anger and watched the Japanese king's daughter jumping up and down, but he didn't expect that this woman would actually hold a "Tianmo Dance" event and kill Pei Ji. This embarrassed the entire Tang Dynasty. With Li
As the second birthday approaches, envoys from all sides are lingering in Chang'an. They want to squeeze that hateful woman to death, but there is no way now.
At the dance that day, Li Er was not present, but there was an extremely detailed report on the table. When Changsun saw Yun Ye pulling Gaoyangzi's head aside again and again, he laughed so hard that he couldn't help but laugh.
The eldest grandson of Li Tai was also very satisfied with Li Tai's performance. Although he was a little embarrassed from beginning to end, he finally managed to hold on. He is indeed his genius son. If the masked dancer hadn't appeared, Qingque would have been unscathed.
"Queen, Yun Ye took that woman to the academy, huh, huh. What a courageous bitch. That woman is a concubine favored by the father, and she is a scheming for the royal family. She should be sent to Ganye Temple to get her hair cut off. He did it.
What does it mean to go back to the academy?"
"Your Majesty, don't forget that that woman is dead. There is no such woman in the list of my harem, and there is no record in the clan's palace. The Supreme Emperor also thought that this woman was dead. He was already dead, so he still worried about what she was doing. She didn't
He has no blood, no clan, and his face is completely ruined. He is destined to be a lonely ghost. Just pretend you don’t see this little bug under your feet. Just lift your feet and step on him somewhere else."
Li Er nodded. A total of sixteen people have been killed this year. This is a good sign. If less than twenty people die by the end of the year, it will be the year of great rule. He is very concerned about this matter now. Those who are still alive will be
Just let her live.
"Your Majesty, the intelligence reports say that Yun Ye seems to have a way to deal with "Tian Mo Wu". What do you think?"
"These small things are what he should do. I don't have time to care about them. I went to Yun's house to watch the making of vermicelli that day. This is a big deal. The potato yield is too high. I was worried about storage problems at first. Now I don't have to think about it.
The vermicelli that I brought to the palace tastes really good. I ate a lot of it last night, and I want the meatballs at noon today."
"I personally learned how to make vermicelli concubines. Many were made in the palace. The imperial garden was full of vermicelli. The emperor thought it was a new scene and kept saying it looked good."
"It's really beautiful. There are several scenery that I can't get enough of. One is the yellow wheat field, one is the orchard full of fruits, one is the grassland full of cattle and sheep, and then there is the dark military formation. Now there are more of them, white.
A piece of vermicelli, haha, with these, it’s okay not to look at the mountains and rivers.”
"Yun Ye still insisted on taking a thousand guan from me. He said that it was the fee for selling patents in the academy. Three hundred guan for a small household would be enough. But when he got to the royal family, he insisted on taking a thousand guan. He thought it was for the royal family.
Yeah, who knew it wouldn’t even work if I lost a penny in the end.”
"That's no problem. If a small household also collects a thousand guan, I will take action. Qingque said that wool looms will also follow this path in the future. The royal family cannot hold all the industry in its hands.
Qing Que was trying to get Yun Ye to get involved, but the boy was not tempted. He planted a lot of cotton on the wasteland, saying that it was a good thing. If he kept using wool, sheep would eventually eat it.
When the human tragedy came, Qingque didn't understand what sheep cannibalism meant, so he came to ask me. After thinking for a long time, I figured out that if the method of weaving wool spreads, there will be a shortage of wool, and more people will raise sheep.
The grasslands will become larger and larger, and in the end, the fertile land may be used to plant grass and raise sheep. After all, raising sheep is more profitable than farming. It doesn’t matter if there is a little encroachment. If there is too much, the farmers will have no way to survive.
Maybe people will really die, and then the sheep in his mouth will eat people. Now this kid is becoming more and more far-sighted. If he cultivates it for a few more years, he will definitely be a good helper in the future."
As long as the court was involved, the eldest grandson would shut up immediately, but she had the final say on things like singing and dancing. Yun Ye would enter the palace today to tell him the details, so he left the Wanmin Palace early and returned to his residence to wait for Yun Ye.
The arrival of Ye.
The Yun family received a lot of gifts inexplicably. Looking through the gift list, they all came from noble families in Chang'an. The red posts on them were all red with black characters. This was a gift chosen by the head of the family himself. It would not be like this if it was nothing serious.
grand.
Also, no matter who has a filial son, the father will love it. Chai Shao's gift is the most special, a pair of bronze princes. Just look at the patina on them and you will know that they are antiques and have been turned black by play.
It must be Chai Shao's favorite thing.
Rich families would be laughed at if they had the same antiques. When I went to Yan's house, the copper ring on the door of his house might be hundreds of years old, and the reception of guests was even more quaint.
"Old man, can we use bronze chopsticks? Look at these chopsticks. They are big and heavy. It takes a lot of effort to pick up vegetables. You are not in good health, so we should use bamboo chopsticks. Look at how easy it is to pick up vermicelli.
I couldn't put it on, so I took off my robe twice."
"I hate it too. This is the rule in the family. There are many rules for inviting people to dinner. You don't know, but gold chopsticks are annoying. I have to take three breaks to eat a meal. You are not qualified to use gold and silver. You can make do with copper ones.
Right. The vermicelli is delicious, but it’s a pity that an old man like me can’t overcome it, so I can only watch you eat it. The meatballs and tofu are mine, and you eat all the green vegetable vermicelli.”
The Yan family's treat consisted of four dishes, including green vegetables, tofu, bean sprouts, and a finger-long fish. At the old man's strong request, they added an extra meatball casserole, which was placed in a bronze tripod the size of your head.
Two servants carried it up. Yun Ye tried it but couldn't lift it with one hand.
"Is this what ancient people used to eat? Did your ancestors have such trouble just eating?"
"Nonsense, our ancestors were poor, and a ladle of water and a basket of food was enough. These things were imposed by us unscrupulous descendants later. Nowadays, it takes four dishes to invite a guest, and millet has become white rice.
, it’s really unfilial.”
"It's wrong to say that you are unfilial. Your Majesty and the civil servants and military generals of the Tang Dynasty are working so hard just to make sure that the people in the world are well fed. If you are still drinking a ladle of food now, isn't that right?
They say that our family is still spinning around in the same place after a thousand years, and that the descendants of future generations are all idiots. It has been a thousand years and there is still no progress at all."
"You know what the heck, it's only in the past few years that people can have enough to eat. Fewer people died of starvation in the past few years? I'm a hundred years old, so I should have some knowledge. Why do I see mountains of potatoes in the fields?
Will you be so happy that you can’t sleep at night?”
Yun Ye shook his head, picked up a huge bronze spoon and helped Yan Zhitui take out the meatballs and tofu, put them in his bronze bowl, and sat back to wait for the old man to explain.
"It's not because this is the first time for me to see such a grand scene. When the Wagang Army opened the Dongcang of Luoyang, there were mountains of rice and grain, but I didn't feel the slightest bit happy. All that grain was going to be used as military rations."
Look, the Wagang Army is releasing grain to the people. Do you know how much food they have released in total? Let me tell you, boy, six hundred dans. It’s not that the Wagang Army won’t release it to others, it’s because the remaining people who have been killed can only take it away.
Six hundred dans of grain, tell me, how many people are left?"
This argument made Yun Ye's hair stand on end, and he asked in a trembling voice: "Old man, the army kills nobles, soldiers, and rich men. I understand, why do you want to kill the people after you have already entered the city? After killing everyone, who can
To pay taxes? Who will help them raise an army?"
Yan Zhitui swallowed a piece of tofu, then stared at Yun Ye and said: "Then first tell me why you want to burn Bisha and Dawang City to ashes? Dawang City is just that, it is a military city.
There are 40,000 people in Beisha City."
Yun Ye's chopsticks clattered onto the table, and he held his head and whispered: "Bisha City is easy to defend but difficult to attack. If you want all your subordinates to come back alive, you can't think about anything else."