Monument Yangmen

Chapter 322 Willing to Bet Su Yijian
An old friend?

That old friend?

Su Yijian doesn't care much about this kind of problem, he cares more about the wine jar in Peng Pai's hand.

"Do you have wine?"

Su Yijian rubbed her hands, snatched the wine jar from Peng Pai's hand, slapped off the mud seal, and sniffed with her nose like a puppy.

"Daughter Hong, who has been in the cellar for 40 years... This is the girl from that family. She is in her 40s and hasn't married yet..."

Seeing the fine wine, Su Yijian muttered something, holding the wine jar and taking a deep breath.

"Good wine!"

Su Yijian pursed her lips, held the wine jar and took another sip, then turned her head to stare at Peng Pai and asked, "There are many people who know that my old Su is good at wine. Who are you from? Why don't I remember old Su?"

Peng Pai folded his arms and said with a smile: "I am not your old friend, your old friend is my young master, entrusted by my young master, to come and deliver wine for you."

Su Yijian sat on the ground, scratched her head, and said doubtfully while drinking: "Nuerhong, which has been stored in the cellar for 40 years, is expensive outside. Such a good wine, I will give it to Lao Su casually... In my old Su's impression, there is no I remember having such a proud old friend..."

"Really not?" Peng Pai said with a half-smile, "Think about it..."

Su Yijian shook her head and said, "Since Lao Su and I started drinking, Lao Su can drink good wine casually, and there is only one person..."

Su Yijian widened her eyes, hugged the wine jar tightly, and said in a voiceless voice: "Are you from Yang Yansi?"

Peng Pai nodded slightly.

Su Yijian sighed and sighed: "Since Yang Yansi went to Yongzhou, there is no news at all. I thought he died outside, old Su. I didn't expect this guy to still miss me, and sent you thousands of miles to send me wine. You really deserve to be my old Su's best friend!"

Peng Pai's face was covered with black lines.

Dare to say that about their adults, so far, Peng Pai has only seen this alcoholic before him.

"Mr. Su, besides delivering wine, there is one more important thing to say..."

Su Yijian hugged the wine jar, and waved her hand indifferently, "Just tell me if you have anything to do. If your young master asks me to do something, just say, if it can be done, I will do it."

After a while, Su Yijian had already drank most of the wine in the wine jar, and she was in a slightly drunk state.

Peng Pai was very helpless to this alcoholic, pondered for a moment, and said in a deep voice: "My young master asked Mr. Su, do you still remember the bet?"

Hearing Peng Pai's words, Su Yijian trembled all over, feeling slightly drunk, and instantly became half awake.

Staring at Peng Pai, a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "I thought your young master thought of brotherhood and brought me wine. I didn't expect that he came to collect debts from me."

Su Yijian picked up the wine jar, looked at it carefully for a long while, clicked her mouth, and sighed: "This is my old Su's selling wine! I drank it so fast just now, but I didn't taste it carefully..."

"Did your young master say anything else?"

Peng Pai laughed and said, "My young master told you that you'd better bring your family with you. The place in Yongzhou is warm like spring all year round, and it is most suitable for the two elderly people in your mansion to take care of them."

Su Yijian smiled wryly and said: "Your young master is cruel enough, he intends to let me stay in Yongzhou for the rest of my life! He wants to learn from Zhejia, what will he do with me, a little shrimp, I can't stand the trouble."

"That's all, I'm willing to gamble and admit defeat. Who told Lao Su that I thought I was smart back then, so I dug a hole for myself..."

Su Yijian sighed, "How do we get there?"

Peng Pai laughed and said, "Following the envoys from the Southern Kingdom..."

Su Yijian raised her eyebrows, "Your young master is really a daring guy. He was guarding Yongzhou, and he hooked up with the envoy of the Southern Kingdom."

"Old Su, I always have a bad premonition, it's bitter... bitter..."

"I regret that I met Yang..."

"Why did you owe me back then, and put yourself in for a free meal of wine..."

"..."

Su Yijian cursed and entered the main hall in the courtyard, completely ignoring Peng Pai.

Peng Pai didn't care about Su Yijian's rudeness, he turned and left the Su residence.

The next day.

A small incident happened in Bianjing City. The drunkard champion, Zuo Buque, and Su Yijian hung their official seals at the gate of the yamen and drifted away.

Some people say that Su Yijian comprehended the Dao, met a fairy, and followed the fairy to ask the fairy.

It is also said that Li Taibai of the former Tang Dynasty descended from the sky and ascended to heaven with Su Yijian.

Opinions vary, there is no definite number.

The only one who knows the inside story is Peng Pai, who is currently following the Minister of Rites to select students to go to the southern country.

The way the Deputy Envoy of Nanguo selects students really opened the eyes of Haosheng, the Minister of Rites.

Young people don't want it.

The older the better.

At the end of the selection, the Minister of Rites felt a little embarrassed.

A total of more than 1000 Confucian students were selected, and none of them were young.

The matter spread to the court, and all the civil and military officials in the court gave their thumbs up, praising the envoy of the Southern Kingdom for being too honest.

Stretching out from the bottom of my heart, they all labeled the envoys of the Southern Kingdom with the word 'stupid'.

Zhao Guangyi probably felt that he couldn't make the stupid neighbor suffer too much, otherwise it would be difficult to make a fool of him next time.

So with a big wave of his hand, he approved another thousand Confucian scholars.

The deputy envoy of Nanguo lived up to expectations and selected more than 1000 old Confucian scholars.

Between the two countries, what should be done has been done.

The envoys of the Southern Kingdom also embarked on the road to return home.

More than 2000 old Confucian scholars, hiding their tears, shouted that their motherland had abandoned them, and they left with the envoys of the southern country.

Until I saw the mighty team of nearly [-] people from the southern country envoys.

Zhao Pu, who was in charge of seeing them off, couldn't help muttering in his heart.

"The officials in the court are really stupid..."

It is true that the envoys of the Southern Kingdom selected two thousand old Confucian scholars, but the two thousand old Confucian scholars have families and mouths.And most of them are the head of the family.

After being sent away by the Song court, they also left with their families.

This includes their children and grandchildren.

As losers in the imperial examination, they pin all their expectations on their children and grandchildren.

Therefore, their children and grandchildren have been taught by them since they were young, and they are all well-educated people, and some of them are even more knowledgeable than their own fathers and grandpas.

The envoys from the Southern Kingdom seemed to have selected more than 2000 old Confucian scholars, but in fact, there were more than 5000 Confucian scholars brought over.

Zhao Pu looked at the team that the envoys from the Southern Kingdom left, and saw the essence of the matter, but he didn't say a word.

Because in his home, there are 5 taels of gold sent by envoys from the southern country, eight thousand-year-old ginseng, various jewels, rhinoceros horns and so on.

This is more than the tribute that the Southern Kingdom contributed to the imperial court...

(End of this chapter)