Datang start shocked Li Shimin

Chapter 601 Hu Ji pressed the wine to persuade customers to taste it

The car dealership went straight to Luoyang. Li Tai was obese and had just suffered a serious illness. He couldn't stand the hard work of traveling by land, so he planned to take a boat from Luoyang to Yangzhou by water.

Anyway, as long as you leave Chang'an, as for when you will arrive in Yangzhou, your father didn't make any further requests, so you can simply slow down and take the opportunity to relax.

He didn't panic, and the accompanying guards and officials were naturally not in a hurry, even if they were in a hurry, they didn't dare to rush.

Therefore, along the way, Li Tai and his party took a leisurely stroll, like a stroll in a courtyard.

After hearing the news, Li Shimin breathed a sigh of relief.

He waved his hand.

"Forget it, let him go, it's good to relax—"

Li Tai left Chang'an here, and he spends leisurely time every day, such as traveling in mountains and rivers. Whenever he goes to a place with beautiful scenery and prosperous humanities, he must stop for a few days.

All the way to the south, many people knew that His Royal Highness King Wei, who was very popular and most appreciated by His Majesty, had now left Chang'an and was going to Yangzhou to take up his post.

For these, Li Tai didn't care too much. He just read the daily "Datang Evening News" and "Shilin Xinyu" every day. newspaper, but this is also a bit faster than the news from the people he stayed in Chang'an.

These two newspapers, especially the "Datang Evening News", have established special transportation channels, directly using the imperial post stations, and expediting [-] miles a day to deliver them all over the country.

However, different from the usual [-]-mile express, the [-]-mile express of Datang Evening News has its own special clothing logo, which can be distinguished at a glance, and it will not cause inconvenience to the people. Necessary panic.

"This prince can't be safe—"

After reading today's newspaper in his hand, Li Tai raised his head to look at Cui Xiangzhi, who was also holding a newspaper just now, and couldn't help sighing softly.

He never imagined that a young man he met at a street stall that day could have such great energy.

"Is it possible that this Champa rice has such a high yield?"

Cui Xiangzhi couldn't believe his eyes.

Today's newspaper even reported in detail about Champa rice, and said that Champa rice has entered the trial planting stage, and once the trial planting of this rice is successful, it will be widely promoted.

And the host is Prince An, the Marquis of Chang'an, who is now in the limelight.

And the assistants are Changsun Chong and Wei Shuyu.

Li Tai nodded.

"I asked someone to inquire about it. I heard that the merchants who have been to Linyi said that the rice yield there is really high. Even if the local people simply sow the rice, it can be as high as two or three stones. Unfortunately, I have never heard of it before. I don't know where Wang Zi'an heard about it..."

"this person--"

Cui Xiangzhi was silent for a while, suddenly he didn't know how to describe this opponent.

After holding back for a long time, I managed to squeeze out a few words.

"Unfathomable..."

Li Tai got up and walked to the window, heaving a long sigh.

"Yeah, this person is unfathomable—"

Whenever this happens, he can't help but think, if he had lowered his posture and been more sincere, or had taken the initiative to resolve the little conflict between him and the Wang family, would the current self be more serious? Is it another situation?
At this moment, that Wang Zi'an has made great contributions again, so it must be a splendid scene, right?

……

Wang Zi'an, who was thought of by Li Tai, was regretting his mistakes.

"I'm so stupid, really, I should have known—"

The cultivation of hybrid rice is not something that can be solved with technology and experience. It also needs to stay in the field for a long time. The ordinary triploid rice, the so-called triploid, actually refers to the cytoplasmic male sterile line of rice, rice Cytoplasmic male sterile maintainer line and rice cytoplasmic male sterile restorer line of rice.

This is the most important link, and the most important thing is that there is no chance of any tricks in this link, even if you inherit Yuan Lao's technique, you still have to go to the fields and squat honestly.

The only thing that is better is that because I have inherited the technology, I know what a triploid is, the function of a triploid, and the method of cultivation, so it is easier and more convenient to find and cultivate.

Naturally, he wouldn't go looking for it himself, so he chose Wei Zheng a long time ago.

Since it can be learned from Wei Zheng, it means that this technology has a relationship with Wei Zheng, so it is unknown if Wei Zheng is used.

But he thought about everything, but he didn't expect Wei Zheng to be terrible.

Ever since he decided to devote himself to the great cause of hybrid rice, Wei Zheng just stayed and couldn't leave.

It’s not scary to eat a little and live a little. The scary old guy has become a follower. He can’t wait to sleep with Wang Zi in bed at night. Early in the morning, before the rooster crows, he wakes you up to wake you up.

Is there still a way to live this day?

At this time, Wang Zi'an wanted to dig out the knowledge about hybrid rice cultivation in his head and stuff it directly into the old man's head.

"Look, this is the triploid rice—"

Finally finished the last stroke, Wang Zi'an snapped, threw the charcoal pen aside, and pointed to the door of the study.

"Now, immediately, immediately, take these things and get out of here—"

In the end, Wei Zheng ignored him at all, and carefully stretched out his hands to hold the sketch of the triple-line rice that Wang Zi'an had drawn in his hands, smiling all over his face.

"Then the old man will stop bothering—"

Wei Zheng looked left and right, as if he was holding a rare treasure, his whole face was smiling, and the folds in the corners of his eyes were squeezed into chrysanthemums.

"Farewell, farewell—the old man will ask His Majesty to use his manpower to go all over the world, and usually triple rice. As soon as there is news, I will inform you..."

Prince Ann:  …

Looking at Wei Zheng who didn't take his anger seriously at all, his lips trembled, and finally he resignedly squeezed out a word from the root of his teeth:

"roll!"

I knew that you are such a shameless old boy, and you have the attribute of dog skin plaster. If you are killed, I will not look for you.

But, fortunately, let's go.

that's nice!

Wang Zi'an suddenly felt that life was alive again, and the whole person belonged to him again.

Now he suddenly understood Li Shimin's feelings.

Whoever it is, it's scary to be entangled with such an old thing.

However, it is finally free now.

As for the trial planting of champagne rice, it was much simpler. Although he was in charge in name, except for going to see it that day and giving some pointers, he directly threw it to Changsun Chong and Wei Shuyu.

Changsun Chong was directly appointed by Li Shimin. After all, he got Champa rice from Lin Yi, and he is still serving as the young secretary of Sinong Temple, so it is a bit immoral to throw him away.

Wei Shuyu estimated that Wei Zheng stuffed it in by himself.

After all, Wei Shuyu originally participated in recruit training with Xue Rengui, Li Chengqian and others in the North Camp, and it was obviously because Wei Zheng moved his mind to be able to come back to plant this.

After all, knowing a son is like a father.

I know whether my son is the material for the war. Even if he joins the army, he is mostly a civilian job. Instead of dawdling in the army, it is better to come back and plant this Champa rice. After learning the method of cultivating hybrid rice , can also let him come to a son to inherit his father's business, which can be regarded as a way out.

Of course, Wang Zi'an didn't care about these things. What he cared about was that he was finally free.

He waved his hand excitedly.

"Wang Meng, listen to the music and walk in Liyuan—"

"Master, Master, let's go too..."

As soon as he went out, he saw Wang Xuance and Xi Junmai pitifully and came over.

Wang Zi'an glanced at them.

"Have you finished practicing today's kung fu?"

"I'm done practicing—"

"What about archery?"

"It's enough to count, a thousand arrows, one arrow is not a lot..."

"That's fine—"

Master Wang, who was in a good mood today, waved his hand and gave these two hard-working apprentices a half-day off.

Liyuan listening to music!

I haven't been able to go for a few days. It is said that in the past few days, the old guy Lu Deming bought two young and beautiful girls from nowhere.

Cough, wrong.

Reorganize the language so that those who are not serious will say that we are not serious.

The little girl is not only very handsome and juicy, but also sings beautifully!
Tsk, it's spread all over Chang'an city.

Even the "Datang Evening News" made a special report. If Wei Zheng, a blunt old man, hadn't been pestering him, he would have flown over a long time ago.

So, when listening to the music today, Susu and Xu'er would not bring anyone with them, but Wang Meng, the winking little manager, and two little disciples who were fairly strict in tone.

Who knows, people here haven't gone out yet.

It was blocked by Susu and Wu Zetian.

Of course, Wang Zi'an is extremely suspicious now that Wu Zetian took Susu to block him, but he has no evidence.

"Master, we also want to go—"

Wu Zetian hid behind Susu and looked at him timidly.

Prince Ann:  …

What else can I do?
let's go!

Walking out of the gate, Wang Meng waved his hands in distaste when he saw that Wang Meng was still following him.

"Okay, you don't have to follow—"

Even Susu and Xu'er have followed, what kind of fart are you following!
Listen to the song today!
That day, Wang Zi'an listened to a very simple song.

The little girl who sang the song was really pretty and moist.

With a melodious Jiangnan accent, she sang on stage, swinging her sleeves, "In order to save Li Lang from leaving his home, who would have thought that he would be number one in the imperial list, the number one scholar would wear a red robe, and put palace flowers in his hat, so fresh..."

Extraordinarily flavorful.

Lu Deming, an old man, really has vision!

Wang Zi'an vomited secretly in his heart, but his face was calm, and he expressed his disappointment without any trace.

"I thought that Lu Deming played some great role again. It turned out that it was nothing more than that. He sang well, but he looked a little out of touch, so vulgar..."

Sure enough, the expressions on the faces of Susu and Wu Zetian became much friendlier.

I knew it!

Just when Wang Zi'an was feeling proud, he suddenly heard Xi Junmai's muffled voice.

"Master, no, I think that girl looks pretty good, I don't see anything vulgar—"

Prince Ann:  …

Feeling the murderous aura suddenly emerging from one left and one right, one big and one small, he suddenly wanted to lift his big feet and kick this dog out with one kick.

It's decided, when I go back, I'll arrange a long-distance weight-carrying love card training for him!
"That's because you have a problem with your vision!"

Xi Junmai wanted to explain a few more words, but Wang Xuance, who was sitting on the side, gently tugged at the corner of his clothes, turned his head and saw his master's obviously unfriendly eyes, and immediately shivered, and quietly said the rest of the words Swallowed it back.

It's over!

It must have caused trouble again.

But why did I get into trouble? I didn’t say anything——

Xi Junmai felt very bitter in his heart, feeling that he had been wronged extremely.

……

Although he was a little regretful that he couldn't have a close communication with the new girl from Lu's Pear Garden, Wang Zi'an was still in a good mood.

After leaving the Lu Family Pear Garden, he took a few people to stroll around the West Market again.

Compared with the East Market, although there are not so many exquisite and high-end stores in the West Market, the three religions and nine streams gather together, and the crowds come and go. There are street stalls and jugglers everywhere.

Wang Zi'an liked it very much.

Especially in the wine shops run by people from the Western Regions, enthusiastic and unrestrained girls from the Western Regions will sway at you with their fat breasts and white and delicate jade arms stretching out from afar.

tsk—

Of course, orchids are not important.

The important thing is that the wine here is unique, the original Tang version of Western Region red wine, Wang Zi'an occasionally comes to take care of the business of these girls.

Not only he likes it, but also many people in Chang'an, especially the literati.

Before Wang Zi'an led a few people into the door, an enthusiastic orchid greeted him.

"My lord, madam, please—"

This orchid has sharp eyesight. Seeing Wang Zi'an with a female companion, although looking at Wang Zi'an's handsome face, her eyes were a little too enthusiastic, but this time she didn't take the initiative to rub her chest on her body, which made Wang Zi'an secretly loosen Take a breath.

Although these wines from the Western Regions have been fermented, they are obviously not fully fermented, and the color of the wine is not clear. If you look closely, there seems to be tiny dross floating around, which is obviously not as mellow and clear as the fruit wine he brewed at home.

However, even so, this brightly colored and slightly sweet wine quickly conquered the taste buds of Chang'an people. Not only men, but even many female relatives came to drink it.

Therefore, Susu and Wu Zetian are sitting and drinking here, it doesn't look awkward.

It's just because she's so pretty that she always attracts people to secretly look at her here.Of course, many of them were looking at Wang Zi'an.

Prince An has long been accustomed to these princes.

What's wrong with being too handsome?

You can't hide at home every day and dare not see people——

"My lord, you're here—"

Knowing that Wang Zi'an was coming, the old shopkeeper Wang Dafu with high nose, deep eyes, slightly curly hair and a round figure quickly put down the work at hand, nodded and bowed himself and rushed over to say hello to Wang Zi'an.

This guy's real name is not this, but after coming to the Central Plains, he admired the Central Plains culture, so he followed the trend and gave himself such an auspicious and festive name.

As for why the surname is Wang?
Nothing else, just because there are more people with the surname Wang, and it sounds very majestic.

king--

In the Western Regions, only the most noble people dare to use this word.

Wang Zi'an nodded with a smile, pointed to the empty seat next to Xi Junmai, and motioned.

"sit--"

Wang Dafu pleaded guilty again and again, only to sit with half of his buttocks on his back, and then squeezed out a greasy smile at Xi Junmai who was sitting next to him with a flattering face.

Xi Junmai: ...

He couldn't bear the fishy smell on this guy, frowned slightly, and gave way to Wang Xuance.

Probably because he was used to being disgusted by others, this guy even apologized and bowed his hand to Mr. Xi, with no trace of displeasure on his greasy face.

"How did you go with what I told you last time?"

Wang Zi'an shook the wine glass with great interest, observing the bright red liquid inside.

(End of this chapter)