"Let's eat some steamed buns first, and my uncle will treat you to a big dinner when we go to town later."
Changsun Wuji took out the steamed buns from the package and handed them to Li Chengqian.
Li Chengqian looked back at Changsun Wuji, his eyes full of grievance.
If you ask Li Chengqian what he regrets most in his life.
That is the evil of believing in Li Shimin.
When Li Chengqian came out, he told him to catch pheasants for him to eat.
As a result, not to mention pheasants along the way, if you can eat a house bird, you will improve your food.
After leaving Chang'an City, Li Shimin specifically looked for deserted ravines.
When we entered Hedong Road, which is now Shanxi Province, it was already half a month later.
After half a month, Li Chengqian really regretted it.
What are you doing here?
Wouldn’t it be nice to stay in the Chang’an City Prince’s Mansion?
Seeing Li Chengqian's sad face, Changsun Wuji and Cheng Yaojin looked at each other, both shook their heads and smiled.
This time, Li Shimin specifically asked Changsun Wuji and Cheng Yaojin not to bring too much money.
This is clearly because Li Shimin wanted Li Chengqian to suffer.
At this time, Li Shimin opened the curtain and got into the carriage from the outside.
After rubbing his hands, Li Shimin said: "The winter on Hedong Road is much colder than in previous years."
After he finished speaking, he did not forget to sigh: "The people here are going to suffer..."
"If you suffer this year, you may not suffer again next year."
Li Chengqian glanced out the window.
It snowed heavily two days ago, and now everything is a vast expanse of white.
Li Chengqian took a bite of the cold steamed bun and said quietly: "The auspicious snow heralds a good harvest. Next year's wheat harvest will be good."
"Qian'er is right."
Changsun Wuji also echoed.
"After the cold wave passes, the weather gradually warms up and the snow water blends into the soil, which is beneficial to spring plowing and sowing and the growth and development of crops."
"That's not all..."
Li Chengqian shook his head and said: "I have read in books that if the weather is cold in winter, the snow will fall tend not to melt easily.”
"The snow covering the soil is relatively soft, and there is a lot of stagnant air hidden in it. The air does not conduct heat."
"This is like covering the crops with a quilt. No matter how cold it is outside, the temperature below will not drop very low."
"The most important thing is that pests lay eggs and hide in the soil or river beds."
"If the winter is cold and snowy, many pests will freeze to death when the snow covers the ground and river beds."
"So the colder the weather in winter, the less likely it is to cause a locust plague."
Speaking of this, Li Chengqian suddenly remembered something.
"Dad, this year is a rare warm season in Chang'an City."
"If we follow this theory, we must be prepared to prevent insects."
"That's true."
Li Shimin nodded with deep understanding.
Then he turned to look at Changsun Wuji: "Wuji, remember to remind me when you return to Chang'an."
Changsun Wuji nodded in agreement.
The carriage traveled all the way north, arriving in Jinyang in mid-October and outside Yanmen Pass in late October.
Since ancient times, Yanmen Pass has been the gateway to the Central Plains and a place where heroes emerged in large numbers.
Li Mu during the Warring States Period, Li Guang during the Western Han Dynasty, and Xue Rengui, who is not much older than Li Chengqian today.
The reason why these people became famous is because they fought against the nomads in the Northern Desert.
The Northern Desert nomads have never given up their spying on the Central Plains since ancient times.
First there were the Xiongnu, then Tiele, and today there is the Turks, and then there are the Liao, Jin, and Mongolia.
The vast northern part of China seemed to have truly settled down only during the Qing Dynasty.
After all, due to the war, almost all the people who had not moved away from the border no longer took beheading seriously.
No matter what those barbarians in Beimo think
In this way, they all live how they should live.
Especially during the Tang Dynasty, when the military system was in place, the people on the border worked as civilians during farming and as soldiers during war. From ancestors to grandchildren, there was only a baby who was babbling and babbling.
The rest of the people almost had a bloody smell of war smoke.
…
On this day, it snowed heavily at Yanmen Pass.
The border wine shops are getting lively.
It was freezing cold, and almost all the drinkers in the wine shop were traveling businessmen.
Some people ordered strong drinks to warm their stomachs, and some ordered tea to drink and chat slowly.
At this time, three men walked into the wine shop with a boy and found a remote corner to sit down.
The three men ordered a few side dishes, and also ordered two bottles of strong wine that was extremely difficult to drink but very warm to the stomach, and each drank slowly.
As for the boy, he was holding a bowl of hot goat's milk, sitting upright and looking at the heavy snow, lost in thought.
The shopkeeper in the wine shop was already a well-informed person, so he couldn't help but look at them a few more times when he saw them.
Although these people were dressed in rags, they didn't look like poor people. But why did they come to this place to suffer in this bitter cold time?
Aren’t you afraid of freezing to death on the streets?
The majestic prince Li Chengqian has become a little beggar after being tortured along the way.
And the dignified Emperor Taizong Li Shimin of the Tang Dynasty became an old beggar, without his high-spirited appearance.
Among them, the rough-skinned and fleshy Cheng Yaojin has not changed much. He can still drink and sing.
Li Chengqian took a sip of goat's milk to warm himself up: "My father said before that the people in the north are having a hard time, and that's true."
"But in my opinion, the people in the Northern Desert should have it even worse."
Li Shimin raised his eyebrows and looked at Li Chengqian.
Li Chengqian chuckled: "Dad, think about it, our Tang Dynasty has Taizong's literary, Taoist and military strategies, but the northern residents still have to suffer from the severe cold."
"The one we met in Beimo was an old man named Jieli. Under this guy's rule, Understandably, it would be strange if the people of the Northern Desert did not suffer heavy casualties."
Li Shimin couldn't help but smile when he heard Li Chengqian talk about his literary skills and military skills, and call Jie Li an old man.
Li Shimin pointed at Li Chengqian and laughed and scolded: "You kid always talks unabashedly."
"But what Gan'er said makes sense. Last year, it snowed heavily in the Northern Desert, freezing countless cattle and sheep to death, and there were widespread complaints among the people."
Changsun Wuji said from the side: "It's such a severe cold in the Northern Desert this year. It's strange that the people can survive well."
Li Shimin nodded in agreement, and then looked at Changsun Wuji.
"Then do you think we should..."
After Li Shimin wrote the word "Liang" on the table with wine, he continued: "Take this place back?"
What kind of beam is there in this world?
It is none other than Liang Shidu, who has been occupying Shuofang in Xiazhou.
Liang Shidu was a real dog-legger of the Northern Desert Turks. In the 13th year of Daye, Liang Shidu proclaimed himself emperor and established the Liang Kingdom, and they had a close relationship with the Turks.
Moreover, this guy not only invaded Lingzhou repeatedly, but also incited the Turks to oppose the Tang Dynasty.
The Weishui Alliance, which Li Shimin regarded as a lifelong shame, was created by this guy.
Li Shimin's hatred for this guy is no less than that of Bei Mo.
After hearing Li Shimin's words, Changsun Wuji pondered: "If we send troops, the north will definitely come to rescue. I'm afraid it won't end..."
"this……"
For a time, Li Shimin was also in a dilemma.
If they attack Liang, Jie Li will definitely come to rescue them. If Tang and Bei Mo start a war, it will be difficult to recuperate and recuperate.
Unexpectedly, Li Chengqian, who had drank all the goat milk at this time, suddenly said: "Isn't it just that I don't want Beimo to send troops? What's so difficult about this?"
Seeing Li Chengqian's triumphant look, Li Shimin frowned and asked, "Do you have any idea?"
Li Chengqian pushed the empty bowl in front of him: "Have another bowl of goat's milk, and I will definitely think of a perfect solution for you..."