Although there is still a chill in the mountains, everything is recovering. There are traces of birds and animals in the forest, and the willow trees on both sides of the road are also sprouting buds.
There are all kinds of colorful lanterns hanging in the temple, and even the few big trees are wrapped with lamps. It doesn't really look like a temple.
Li Shan put his hands in his sleeves and wore a fur hat on his head. He walked back and forth slowly, shouting from time to time.
Today is the Lantern Festival, and Li Shan, who was bored, simply held a lantern festival and even wrote some riddles to hang on the lanterns... They were all about ogling the blind man. In the whole village, except for Li Shan and her son, Zhu Wei and his son were the only ones.
How many people are literate?
"On the first lunar month of the Lantern Festival, there is a party decorated with lanterns and shadows. King Wu has relaxed the ban. If there is no curfew, why don't you go and see it?"
Li Shan turned around and saw Zhu Wei, and said with a smile: "There are many dignitaries in the capital. For fear of collision, it is better not to go."
"The city is full of trees and flowers, lanterns, lantern trees and lampposts are everywhere..."
"As the saying goes, the east wind blooms thousands of trees at night, and even blows them down, and the stars are like rain..." Li Shan recited a few words in a low voice, shook his head and said: "The temple is ready, and when the evening falls, my family will watch in the temple.
Isn’t the light pretty good too?”
"Da Lang, Da Lang!" Zhu Ba, who was sweating profusely, trotted over.
"Sold out?"
"It has been sold out for a long time!" Zhu Ba pointed to the door, "A servant still wanted it, so I mentioned it was Dongshan Temple. But the owner of the family got interested and said that he happened to come to the temple to seek scriptures."
In fact, more than one or two families came. More than a dozen carriages stopped at the foot of the mountain. Dozens of people watched the scenery and climbed into the temple. A child in the lead was carrying a carp lantern, and the woman behind was carrying a pumpkin lantern... eh
, Li Shan forgot that pumpkins had not yet been introduced to China at this time.
In terms of the craftsmanship of making lanterns, Li Shan was naturally not good at it, but he casually drew a lot of patterns from later generations...even some that were more kawaii, which naturally seemed to be unique nowadays. To be precise, he was loved by women and children.
, Zhu Ba took some villagers to get some and sold them in the East Market. Anyway, there was no commercial tax.
"How many cups do you sell for a penny in the East Market?"
"Four." Zhu Ba was a little nervous, "Dalang..."
"One cup for one coin, or give it to them!" Li Shan decided, everyone has already sent it to his door, how can he still get this fish off the hook?
Okay, it’s really exciting now. Li Shan didn’t know that the so-called Lantern Festival riddles started in the Song Dynasty, and this method didn’t exist in the Tang Dynasty.
Three or four junior officials were blushing and couldn't solve the riddle, so they gritted their teeth and paid for the expensive lanterns, one for a penny, which was indeed expensive enough.
Two richly dressed children from aristocratic families frowned and froze in thought, refusing to admit defeat. In front of them was a lifelike butterfly lantern.
In the afternoon, the news spread, and there were more and more visitors to the temple. Li Shan had to scratch his head and think hard, and added a lot of riddles.
We are going to start building a house tomorrow, but today a bunch of fools came to give money. Li Shan naturally thinks that the more the merrier.
"Da Lang, this person is here to seek scriptures."
"Bago, how can I still have time to copy scriptures now..." Li Shan looked up and saw a middle-aged man standing outside the door. He stood up and saluted: "I'm presumptuous, I dare to ask..."
Although this middle-aged man does not believe in Buddhism, he does come here to seek scriptures. He is the Hussar General of Tiance Mansion and Yu Wenshiji, the Minister of Zhongshu Province.
Looking at Li Shan with great interest, Yu Wenshiji walked through the door, his eyes fell on the paper on the table, "Drawing time is round, writing time is square, winter time is short, summer time is long, type one word."
Li Shan glanced at this man and saw that although he was in regular clothes, his clothes were gorgeous and he was obviously not an ordinary person. He paused and said softly: "Sun."
"Oh..." Yu Wenshiji suddenly realized, "Interesting and interesting... are you Li Shan?"
Li Shan's legs trembled, "That boy is Li Shan."
This name has never appeared in Chang'an City except in the Dazhu Temple. Li Shan couldn't help but be afraid of this person asking such questions.
"Some people praise you for having great ideas, but others praise you for ruining national affairs for personal gain." Yu Wenshiji chuckled, "Are you Li of Longxi? Li of Zhaojun?"
"Don't dare to climb on me." Li Shan bowed and said, "I was born in Lingnan."
"Born in Lingnan?" Yu Wenshiji frowned, looked at Li Shan carefully, and nodded thoughtfully, "Copy the scriptures immediately and pick them up an hour later."
Li Shan sat down and wiped the cold sweat from his head... Some people praised you for having great strategies, but others praised you for ruining national affairs for personal gain... This obviously refers to the trick you made to allow Dongshan Temple to escape disaster.
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Only three people knew or guessed about this matter. Xuanzang would definitely not say anything nonsense. The other two... Wei Ting and Du Ruhui happened to have these two attitudes.
Li Shan started copying scriptures listlessly. Du Ruhui was too petty, but he only lost a little face, but he was so destructive behind the scenes!
If Du Ruhui knew what Li Shan thought... he was very objective in front of Li Shimin and even said good things for Li Shan.
"Da Lang, another distinguished guest comes to seek scriptures."
This time the young monk came.
Li Shan looked up and saw that the man brought by Seventeen was around thirty years old, with dark skin, short clothes, and a servant's attire. His mouth was open wide in surprise, which was annoying.
Li Shan put down his pen, picked up the puzzle he had just written and handed it to Qi Qi, "Send it to me."
After Shi Qi ran away, the man lowered his voice and yelled: "Why are you here!"
"Where's Madam Zhu?!"
"Why don't you go back to Lingnan!"
The sound became louder and louder, and more and more harsh. Li Shan secretly sighed in his heart, we can't go back to the bridge, and we can't go back to the road again. When I am sure, will you come to the door again?
"Keep shouting, louder." Li Shan said slowly and calmly: "People often come to ask for scriptures, and it happens that there are several disciples of aristocratic families in the temple today. If others hear it, I will naturally have to explain it."
"When the time comes, it will naturally be your benefit."
After hearing this, the middle-aged man looked gloomy but also frightened. He suddenly took a few steps outside and took a look before turning around and scolding: "You are so brave. Mr. Lang ordered you to return to Lingnan, but you actually dare to do this..."
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Li Shan recognized this man as Wu Zhong, a servant brought by his mother Zhu.
Half a year ago, a group of people set out from Lingnan to the north. On the way, Zhu fell ill and recuperated in Xiangzhou. When Li Dewu heard that Pei Shuying had not remarried, he immediately rushed to Chang'an, abandoning his wife and children. At that time, it was Wu Zhong who accompanied Li Dewu on the rush to Chang'an.
Li Shan could not control the anger welling up in his chest, so he sarcastically said: "Reunion after breaking up is a good story, abandoning your wife and children can also make you famous."
"What do you want?" Wu Zhong's voice was trembling.
"What do I want, what do I want..." Li Shan murmured, and the laughter that was inaudible and made the other party's hair stand on end gradually came.
Now I have to ask Li Shan... what do you want?
How could this make Li Shan laugh instead of being angry?
Li Shan tried his best to stay calm, looked up at Wu Zhong, frowned and thought for a moment, then suddenly smiled, "Mr. Pei didn't know he had a son in Lingnan."
Seeing Wu Zhong's expression changed drastically, Li Shan chuckled and said, "That's exactly what it should be. If not, how could Mr. Pei allow him to cling to him!"
For Li Dewu, who has reconciled with Pei, and who hopes that Pei will support him and ascend to a high position, whether he has a son or not is a fundamental difference.
Pei Shuying is Pei Shiju's only daughter. Can she tolerate having an eldest son before her future son?
After spending more than ten years alone in the empty boudoir, she finally reunited, but the son she gave birth to was not his eldest son. Can you really bear this?
Even if Pei Shuying can endure it, what about Pei Shiju? What about the Pei family in Hedong Wenxi?
For the future, Li Shan has no clear plans, but one thing is for sure. It will take a while now. When he is almost mature, he will become famous and then go on to become an official... It should be the Zhenguan period. Is it possible to gain a foothold and try again?
Fulfill the mother's wish and let the scumbag father splash water in front of the horse.
Watching the rebellious slave leave in anger, Li Shan picked up his pen and re-copied the scriptures stroke by stroke, but he was unconsciously guessing what would happen next?
I didn't expect it to be so soon... The huge stone of Pei's in Hedong is already visible.
But at least for now, Li Dewu doesn't dare to let Mr. Pei know that he has a son. Li Shan doesn't have to face Mr. Pei directly in Hedong for the time being.
Li Shan thought in his heart that it would be better not to enter Chang'an for the next period of time. Zhujiagou is only half an hour's carriage ride away from Chang'an. The Pei family did not dare to make a big fight.
Under the protection of Dongshan Temple, he should be fine in the short term.