Traveling through the early Tang Dynasty starts with hanging

Chapter 295
After nearly half a year of reconstruction, this small village, which was renamed Sun Moon Lake, has changed a lot. Li Shan disliked that the red brick pavement would easily attract water, so he specially paved a walking path with gravel, passing diagonally through the village. Skimming at the foot of Dongshan Mountain, it circles all the way to the Sun Lake area.

I often take a walk on the trail on weekdays, sometimes go up the mountain to visit Princess Nanyang, and sometimes enjoy the scenery outside the village. For this purpose, a pavilion was specially built beside the gravel trail at the west end of the village.

Xiaoman poured a glass of cold water from the bamboo tube, "Your Excellency is really strange, he likes drinking but not tea."

Sitting on the stone bench, Li Shan smiled and said: "Tea contains five flavors, sour, salty, bitter, astringent...I only want a glass of water."

Well, in fact, there are far more than five flavors, there is also hemp... Last time I saw peppercorns in the teacup of Changsun's house.

During this period of time, Li Shan was in a good mood.

In the past two years, we were like weak grass in the wind and duckweed in the rain, so we could only drift with the tide and strive to survive.

Now I finally have some weight. Although the road ahead is still not smooth, I am not walking barefoot after all.

After Su Dingfang followed Chai Shao to the Longyou Road, Li Shan only cared about giving lectures at the Imperial Medical Office, and then inquired about where there were wounded in and around Chang'an City... No way, let those students practice their hands.

In addition, Li Shan stayed honestly in the small village of Sun Moon Lake and basically did not go out. Li Kai, Wang Renbiao, Zhang Wenguan, Fang Yizhi and other friends occasionally came to visit, but Li Shan never went out to socialize... One point received rare praise from Ling Jing.

In Ling Jing's words, you, Li Huairen, are restless... you are restless by nature, you will have trouble wherever you go, and basically it is all related to you.

Well, in other words, disaster star!

After returning to Chang'an from Shandong half a year ago, Ling Jing and Li Shan made an agreement to keep things safe...but in the next few months, Li Shan's dance was so high...for fear that others would not see it!

Therefore, during this period of time, Li Shan kept his own law and order... Ling Jing felt that he was able to control himself well.

Because recently, the city of Chang'an was very restless. After injuring Du Fuwei, King of Wu, King Luo Yi of Yan County continued to attack, and frequently clashed with several generals of Prince Qin's mansion.

The unlucky Fang Xuanling is now without an official or job, and his left thumb was discounted in a conflict.

Now it's all right, it's really as famous as Du Ruhui... The latter is because the little finger of the right hand was discounted by Concubine Yin's father, Yin Ashu.

Ling Jing was really afraid that Li Shan, who had his own buff, would be involved... It would be difficult to handle at that time.

Thinking of this, Li Shan couldn't help smiling... I do keep my law and order, but I don't have to keep my law and order. Those guys would go to Pingkangfang to have a drink, dance and ink, and recite poems and compositions.

Hey, although there are still a lot of stocks, I have to keep them for use. I am not yet 20 years old this year, and quite a few of them can only be used on specific occasions.

By the way, almost half of the inventory is full of words... Li Shan carefully inquired, and there is no so-called long and short sentences in the Tang Dynasty.

In addition, I don't know if this kind of literary society will limit the rhyme, where is Li Shan willing to go... Maybe he made some excuses and stayed in Zhuangzi and refused to show his face.

The more I think about Li Shan, the more hatred grows in my heart. If it weren't for Li Dewu, would I have fallen into such a situation? !

I never intended to become famous for my poetic talent!
As for writing down those famous poems in pinyin, it is just for fear that I will forget all the past life in the future... It's just a nostalgia!

After drinking two glasses of water, the two walked slowly along the gravel road. Xiaoman next to him was chattering, his voice was clear and sweet. Li Shan couldn't help thinking in his heart that Xiaoman was 13 years old at the time and 15 years old now. If you count the false age, it should be 16 years old...it's almost the same, right?
Walking all the way to the south side of the village, a not-too-wide river appeared in sight. Li Shan stopped by the river and looked down. The river was gurgling and crystal clear, but unfortunately there were no fish.

The river was excavated by Su Dingfang and Ling Jing on the same day, and the project volume was not large. It was connected to the diversion channel in the village and two pools on the inside, and connected to the small river in the neighboring village on the outside, leading directly to the Jinghe River.

The amount of work is not too big, but it is not too small in this age when we can only rely on manual labor. In the first half of the year, we often saw young and strong people from all over the world come to work during their leisure time in exchange for some copper coins...but the clay dug They were all fired into turning heads. Recently, thanks to the small officials and craftsmen who will be the supervisors, the red bricks are selling very well in Chang'an City, and they have made a lot of money.

Looking up, there is a flat farmland across the river. A breeze blows by, making the crops in the field sway... Li Shan thought it was wheat before. Know it is millet.

The so-called millet is what is commonly known as millet in later generations.

Li Shan was born in a rural area, and he is not a young man who does not touch the spring water. However, his hometown in his previous life basically did not grow wheat. The main crops were rice, beans, sorghum, sugar cane, corn, and mulberry.

When Tianwang Renbiao came to visit a few days ago, Li Shan asked about related matters and found out that in this era, ordinary farmers in Guanzhong mainly planted millet and millet, that is, millet and rhubarb rice. There were also many wheat planters, but they were mainly concentrated in large households. hands.

The reason is also very simple. The government collects taxes, and what they collect is corn. Only places where millet cannot be grown are allowed to pay rice and wheat. If wheat is planted in Guanzhong, it must be replaced by corn. Every time it enters and exits, ordinary farmers will suffer a lot. Small... only big families will eat wheat food, after all, the taste is much better.

As he was thinking about it, Xiaoman, who was picking flowers by the river and humming, suddenly straightened up, "Mr., Ma Zhou is here."

Li Shan turned his head and saw Ma Zhou coming at a fast pace. Now that Su Dingfang is marching west with the army, Ling Jing has to go to Tiance Mansion every day, Li Shan himself has to go to the Imperial Medical Office to give lectures, and Ma Zhou is drunk every day... Now Zhuangzi is gone. No longer sells alcohol, but still produces alcohol, which is prepared for the trauma department.

Seeing the drunk Ma Zhou a lot, Li Shan sometimes really doubts that this guy has the same name and surname... How did this guy be promoted by Jane during the Zhenguan period, and he was so handsome in white clothes? Could it be that Li Shimin was blind?

"Another person sent a post..."

"Recently I feel unwell..." Li Shan said casually, "This reason has been used too much... Maybe it's because I've been busy thinking about it recently."

Ma Zhou coughed twice, "I'm afraid it's hard to refuse this time."

"Ok?"

"There is a message from the palace that we will go to the banquet at noon tomorrow."

Li Shan snorted, he hadn't entered the palace for a long time, and the fish bag that Li Yuan personally gave him was basically never used...Of course, there are many other reasons for not wanting to enter the palace.

For example, Li Jiancheng, Li Shimin, Cui Xin, who was scolded and met again when he entered the palace last time... Just before that day, Li Shan was dragged to Pingkangfang almost abruptly, and then wrote Next good poem.

Well, from that day on, Li Shan shrank in the village and refused to stand out... never because he was afraid of being caught by Cui Xin again.

(End of this chapter)