In the summer of this century, it is not difficult to drink ice water.
Basically, you can buy icy cold drinks at any convenience store on the street.
But in the ancient Song Dynasty, it was not easy to drink a bowl of iced sour plum soup in summer.
I don’t know if this old man has an ice cellar at home, or does he use saltpeter to make ice?
The heat-absorbing function of saltpeter was discovered in the late Tang Dynasty. When dissolved in water, it absorbs a large amount of heat, causing the water temperature to drop and even freeze.
Therefore, since then, saltpeter ice has gradually become a way of making ice in ancient China.
Now hundreds of years have passed, the technology of making ice with saltpeter has reached a very mature stage and has become popular among the people.
But sometimes saltpeter is not easy to find, so some ordinary people use Glauber's salt - the kind scraped from Lao Ba Restaurant.
Of course.
Right now, this shop is neither big nor small.
Even if saltpeter is used to make ice, the source of the material is obviously not that dirty.
at the same time.
Touching the ice on the edge of the bowl, Xu Yun's mind suddenly moved inexplicably.
It was as if something was flashing through his mind. He wanted to catch it but couldn't.
Then, before he had time to think carefully, his train of thought was interrupted by Yongzhu's loud voice next to him.
"It feels so damn good!"
I saw Yongzhu and the others drank less than half of the sour plum soup in their respective bowls, licked the corners of their mouths happily, and exhaled a breath of heat.
I don’t know if it was the ice that penetrated my heart, but one of the servants could not help but sigh softly and complained.
"Hey, the weather is getting hotter and hotter now."
Hearing this, Yongzhu raised his eyelids to look at him and sneered.
"Now? It's pretty good now. In another ten months, you won't be able to sleep well at night! Just make do with it. Just wait for two months and you'll be fine."
I don't know if the word "endurance" touched a sensitive part of everyone's heart, but the atmosphere at the scene suddenly became visibly depressed.
Another servant with a green birthmark on his face was silent for a moment and suddenly said
"Brother Yongzhu, I heard that the master is only planning to bring a few people back to Jingkou this time?"
Yongzhu nodded, picked up the pottery bowl and took another sip.
"This time, the master will take more than ten people back to Jingkou, and the rest will stay in Bianjing with the fourth master.&bsp&bspAccording to the master's current age, I'm afraid there won't be much contact in the future."
The servant with the blue birthmark asked again
"Brother Yongzhu, are you going to follow me or not?"
Yongzhu’s eyebrows lowered slightly, and he sighed
"Compared with the old master, the fourth master, if my parents were not elderly, I would definitely follow the master back to Jingkou."
After saying that, he glanced at Xu Yun. I don't know if it was the good impression brought by the treat, but the man said a few more words.
"Wang Mazi,&bsp&bspYou should walk around the old capital more often these days.
The master is a truly kind man. You are now helpless. If you can follow the master back to Jingkou, you will finally have a place in the future. It will be a good thing to leave this sad place.
In the future, if you rent a few acres of thin farmland and find a wife, you will be peaceful for the rest of your life."
Xu Yun ""
I understand the truth,&bsp&bspBut what the hell is a sad place?
But having said that,&bsp&bspYongzhu revealed a lot of information in his words.
It is clear.
Lao Su is already preparing to return to Jingkou.
In history, Lao Su did return to Jingkou in the summer, but the history books did not record the specific time. There are only three words "it was the summer of that year" throughout the whole article.
And according to what Yongzhu said.
If nothing unexpected happens,&bsp&bspLao Su may officially set off within one to two weeks.
This is undoubtedly very important information. As mentioned before, no matter what angle you look at, Old Su must stay in Bianjing.
If there are really no opportunities in the next few days, Xu Yun will have to consider making some big news.
Then the four of them continued their brief chat,&bsp&bspXu Yun settled the fee,&bsp&bspcontinued to set off.
The layout of Bianjing City is very similar to today's Junyi, with basically no changes.
The dark and thick Royal Street goes straight into the flower center of Zhuque Gate. After entering Zhuque Gate, turn right and you will find Nanmen Street and Daxiangguo Temple.
Well, it was here that Grandma Liu uprooted weeping willow trees.
This area is also the most prosperous area in the entire Bianjing. It is actually fine during the day, but when it gets dark at night, various painted boats will be floating on the Bian River to welcome guests.
After passing through this area, Xu Yun and others walked a long way.
Finally, we came to a large courtyard with the word "Li's Mansion" hanging on it.
This courtyard is newer than Lao Su's courtyard. The red paint on the door looks like it was just applied recently, and there are two stone lions on both sides of the door.
The Song Dynasty was a period of rapid development of stone lions. In addition to squatting lions and lying lions, the special part of the hair was also formed.
this period.
The number of stone lions placed in the emperor's palace is that of officials of the first rank, and those of the second rank. They are reduced in order according to their official positions. Officials of the seventh rank have six handles.
The lion is not used in front of other people's houses. This method is also an important feature that distinguishes official and folk lions.
Li Gefei's current official position is the fifth rank, so the stone lion mandrel in front of his house has eight clusters.
Then, led by Yongzhu, the four people walked to the side door and knocked on the door knocker.
After a while.
Click——
A panel on the upper part of the side door was moved away, revealing a pair of eyes.
"Who?"
Yongzhu coughed slightly, signaled Xu Yun to take out the greeting card, and said
"We are the prince's young master. Your Majesty has given Duke Zhao a gift of oxen and horses. The month before last, my master made an appointment with the Lord Attendant to borrow books today, so he sent us here to pay homage to us and deliver the documents. I also asked this distinguished elder to inform you."
Xu Yun on the side stuffed the greeting card through the gap in a tacit understanding.
The concierge took the invitation, looked at the appearance, and couldn't help but tone a lot more politely.
"It turns out that this is Mr. Su's man, Mr. Qin Lian. Please call me Uncle Qin. Please wait a moment. I will go and report to Mr. Su."
Then the concierge surnamed Qin closed the shutter again and went to find his master.
About a quarter of an hour passed.
Crunch——
The side door is opened from it.
A smart-looking man in charge came out and looked everyone up and down.
"Guys, my Excellency, Master Li Palace, Bo Li Gu, please come with me."
Xu Yun and others looked at each other and followed obediently.
After entering the mansion.
Under the guidance of the steward, the group passed through several courtyard walls and finally stopped in front of a bookstore.
The bookstore is two stories high and has a faint scent of sandalwood.
It can be seen that people should often come in and out of this attic, burning incense and reviewing papers.
There are several large sealed boxes placed at the entrance of the attic, and there are three or four nursing homes around them to guard them. They must be the books that need to be handed over this time.
The steward first led Xu Yun and others to the center of the courtyard, then walked to the door of a small house on the left and said respectfully
"Miss, the book-fetching servant sent by Mr. Su has arrived."
After a while.
Crunch——
There was another sound of the door opening, and a woman—or rather a girl—walked out of the hut.
The girl is not tall, has a thin body, and looks like a small bean sprout, but her appearance is not bad.
The face is condensed with goose fat, the lips are like cherry blossoms, the eyebrows are like ink paintings, and the expression is like autumn water, indescribably soft and delicate.
A emerald green skirt looks particularly eye-catching and fresh in this courtyard.
When he saw his beloved, two words suddenly appeared in Xu Yun's mind:
The rain hits the green lotuses, and the mist is thin on the solitary mountain.
I think so.
How can a woman who can write a sentence like "I am the best among flowers" be so beautiful?
Of course.
Although this girl looks gentle and dignified, in fact, this little bean sprout has a bold and unrestrained temperament.
He plays mahjong, gambles, and drinks alcohol all the time. He once gambled all his money in a night and got nothing. He looked a bit like Tsunade who had just debuted in the Hokage.
For example, "Like a Dream" that everyone is familiar with
Always remember the sunset at the creek pavilion,
Drunk and not knowing the way back,
Returning to the boat late after all the fun,
Wandering into the depths of lotus flowers,
fight for crossing, fight for crossing,
A group of gulls and herons were startled.
Looks very poetic, right?
In fact, the meaning of this poem is that this girl is so drunk that she can't even find her way home.
Incidentally.
This poem was published not long ago, and it is the first composition of this sixteen-year-old.
That's right.
This is Li Qingzhao.
The most talented woman of all time, the most gifted girl in the Song Dynasty, who loves to drink but has a very low alcohol capacity
Jushi Yi An.
After walking out of the house, Xiao Li Xing walked down the steps.
When he came to Xu Yun and others, he glanced at them and asked
"Where are Mr. Su's loan documents?"
Seeing this, Xu Yun took the initiative to step forward and cupped his hand towards her.
"Reporting to Miss, the documents are with me, but I would like to ask you to let me check the list first. If there are no errors, I will submit the documents."
Xiao Li looked at him in surprise, and his tone became a little heavier.
"The book Mr. Su borrowed this time contains many unusual characters. Can you recognize them?"
"I know it."
Xiao Li couldn't help but look at him again.
In fact, it is not difficult to see from the original sentence, "You know, you should be green, fat, red, and thin." Xiao Li is a very down-to-earth girl who loves to be serious.
This can also be seen in Zhao Mingcheng's actions after she ran away, she wrote a satirical book, and reported Zhang Ruzhou.
Among the books that Lao Su borrowed from Lao Li this time, some were Huangzhou-specific local anthologies. The titles were so complicated that even Xiao Li had to look up the information at first to understand them.
Therefore, when he suddenly heard Xu Yun's "shameless words", Xiao Li's stubborn temper also increased.
But the girl didn't change much on the surface, she just nodded her head normally.
"Yes, let's check the bibliography first."
Then several people walked to the box, and Manager Li opened the box. He then ordered the servants in the courtyard to spread a cloth on the ground, and then retreated behind everyone.
Seeing this, Xu Yun looked at Xiao Li. After getting Xiao Li's approval, he stepped forward to check the title of the book.
""Send Order to Lintong in Huangzhou""
""The Twelve Volumes of Yinke Qizhi""
""The Records of Mr. Qingliu's Female House""
""豱仐鸔毼??""
""On the Miscellaneous Prefaces of Things""
The transition between the Tang Dynasty and the Song Dynasty was actually not smooth, and there was also the chaotic era of the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms in between.
The Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms can be said to be long or short, and it is hard to say whether it was inside or outside for more than sixty years.
Among them, Huangzhou happened to be in the turmoil of the Later Liang Dynasty, so during this period, Huangzhou's culture and fonts experienced many changes.
Although this alienated writing gradually returned to normal after the Song Dynasty.
But just like the dialects that existed in various local places in later generations, alienated characters and languages cannot be completely eliminated at once.
During his tenure in Huangzhou, Li Gefei was influenced by Su Shi and collected a large number of books and periodicals with Huangzhou characteristics, about 20% of which were different from the current official culture of the Song Dynasty.
Some are fonts, and some are combinations of word meanings.
When Lao Li wrote the letter to Lao Su, it was obviously impossible to directly copy the original title of the book.
Therefore, the content in the letter was actually simplified. Old Su knew that the names were complicated, but he did not know that it was so complicated, otherwise he might have come to the door by himself.
Therefore, Xiao Li's initial thought was not that of being arrogant, but that Xu Yun was talking shamelessly - this girl was a thief, and she was eager to wait for Xu Yun to be embarrassed before making fun of her.
Unexpectedly, after repeated tests, this servant of the Su family who looked somewhat fair could actually pronounce all the titles of the book correctly smoothly?
Co-author: Has the cultural level of the Su family reached this level these days?
A quarter of an hour later.
Xu Yun wiped the sweat from his forehead and walked to Xiao Li with a book in his hand.
"Miss, this book seems to be different from what is listed in the title. Please take a look."
Xiao Li took the title and book and glanced at it a few times.
I found out that just as Xu Yun said, the title was "Partial Chronicles of Nine Cities and Eight Counties in Huangzhou", while the book in Xu Yun's hand was "Partial Chronicles of Nine Cities and Eight Counties in Huangzhou".
Although they are all partial books, most of the chronicles are written by officials, which is not necessarily the case if you read them.
It could be an official, a hermit, or even some landowners.
Therefore, the contents recorded in the two records may be completely different, and it is indeed an error and omission.
Faced with the facts before him, Xiao Li first summoned Manager Li to ask him to exchange books, and then asked Xu Yun
"May I have your name?"
"Wang Lin."
"Can you compose lyrics?"
"Won't."
"Where's the poem?"
"No way."
"What about writing?"
"No more."
"Then what do you know?"
"Carrying water, chopping firewood, and fetching books."
""
Xiao Li would not believe everything Xu Yun said, but seeing the obvious rejection in the other party's words, he shook his head with regret.
“I don’t know either lyrics or poems. If I know so many words, wouldn’t it be a waste of my talents?”
Xu Yun smiled and did not argue with the girl.
At the moment, this talented woman is still waiting to be married, and neither her life experience nor her personality has reached the true maturity stage.
Maybe after the Jingkang Incident, Xiao Li will have a new answer to his question.
In short, for Xu Yun, being able to meet Xiao Li himself was already his goal.
Maybe there will be no intersection between the two in the future.