Xianwu Datang: Start with the rich woman

Chapter 47

Looking at his wife's shy little daughter-in-law, Chen Yanjun couldn't help but think of the seriousness and distance that his wife had deliberately kept from the original owner.

Sure enough, appearance is just a condiment, and men have to rely on strength to conquer women in the end.

"As long as Madam likes it."

Cui Yourong's face was tired, but the sky was full of red clouds.

She insisted on her own identity and needed to find a reasonable excuse in order to accept the son's gift with peace of mind.

It was the first time I received a gift from the son, and it was such a precious and thoughtful gift.

I held back a lot of words in my heart, and when it reached my mouth, it only turned into a clear sentence:
"Young master, have you decided which branch to major in?"

Chen Yanjun said truthfully:

"Mainly majoring in martial arts and swordsmanship, and also mastering the spirit control of artificers, the medical skills of pharmacists, and the engraving of talismans of craftsmen... This is the current plan."

Cui Yourong's clear eyes sparkled slightly, carefully pondering the young master's intentions, and suddenly realized:

"Young master doesn't stick to one discipline, it seems that they all practice for fighting."

Chen Yanjun nodded and said:
"Troubled times are approaching, only with enough combat power can we defend our home and country."

Cui Yourong suggested:

"Young master majoring in swordsmanship, it is better to learn more from Xiao Ye. She may not be a good teacher, but her swordsmanship realm is higher than that of the doctor of swordsmanship in the Budo Academy, and is closer to the realm you want to achieve."

I don't know if it's an illusion, but Chen Yanjun always feels that his wife has been matching him and Murong Ye in career.

Could it be that... this sister-in-law, who is one of the Four Wonderful Women of the Immortal and Tang Dynasties, is really a reliable woman?
"Well, I'd better lay the groundwork first, and when I have the strength, I will naturally go to the prison department."

Chen Yanjun did not refuse, but he did not give a specific time either.

This is out of your control... Thinking of Xiao Ye's behavior, Cui Yourong covered her mouth with a smile and said:

"fair enough."

In order for his wife to rest earlier, Chen Yanjun did not delay any longer.

After exchanging greetings and bidding farewell to his wife, he turned and left the study.

After simply tidying up, he went out and mounted his horse, ready to go to the Imperial College.

……

It was almost noon.

The flow of people on Nanxian Street was significantly higher than in the morning.

There are a lot of mortal tourists during the day, and the wide streets are full of traffic and crowds.

The sky is a little deserted.

Passing by the wine shop, Chen Yanjun's stomach growled when he smelled the aroma of wine, meat and spirits.

Last night, I rushed through the customs all night. I didn't eat in the morning. I just entered the product. The effect of bigu is not obvious, so I am inevitably hungry.

Speaking of it, the ancients had two meals a day, mainly for the convenience of the poor to cook at sunrise and rest every day.

The first meal is called Chaoshi, before the sun reaches the southeast corner, around nine o'clock in the morning.

The second meal is called feeding, and it is usually eaten at Shen time, around four o'clock in the afternoon.

Of course, the two-meal system is limited to the poor, the rich and the princes and nobles. They can eat whatever they want when they are hungry, even if it is a midnight snack.

This is even more true in the Xianwu era.

The cultivator has obviously already bigu, and eating various elixir is enough for spiritual power needs.

But in order to taste the delicacy of spiritual food and spiritual wine, there are many people who linger in the wine shop.

Especially the major restaurants in Nanxianfang receive practitioners day and night.

After entering the product, Chen Yanjun also wanted to have a serious taste of some spiritual food dishes, so he went to a restaurant that the original owner was most familiar with.

: Rap wine shop.

Chen Yanjun made sure that he did not make a typo.

The name of the store is Rap Wine Shop!
Searching the original owner's memory, I learned that the drinks in this winery taste good, but the quality is low, mainly for mortals and low-level cultivators.

Its biggest feature is that there are resident storytellers who tell stories for free in the restaurant.

Tell some gossip about the world or court, there are legendary stories, compiled anecdotes about celebrities, and serious cutting-edge events...

Sometimes it is said, sometimes it is sung, so it is called a rap restaurant.

Chen Yanjun breathed a sigh of relief, almost thought he could hear rap in Tang Dynasty!

The storytelling in the restaurant is not updated every day, sometimes nothing happens, and the content will be played in a loop every day.

For different drinkers, it will even be played on a loop every other hour.

When Chen Yanjun entered the door, a tall, thin, grey-bearded old storyteller, holding a folding fan, was talking about recent events in Chang'an City.

I happened to hear about Liu Juzheng resigning from office and returning to his hometown!
"Is it such a coincidence?"

Chen Yanjun did not place an order immediately, but hid himself among the crowd in the corner and stopped to listen.

Sure enough, he soon heard the two poems "Climbing Bailu Mountain on a Snowy Night" and "Traveling in the West Village of Shanshan"...

Fortunately, Mr. Zhang did not appear in the story, nor did the previous fighting.

The content is about Liu Sheren's poetry battle with the scholar living in Cui's family. During this period, he suddenly had an epiphany and resigned from office to return to his hometown.

Fortunately, there is no name of Chen Yanjun among the storytellers, they are only called the scholar living in Cui's family.

"It's a good thing."

Chen Yanjun doesn't want to be famous for his poems.

The classmates of the Imperial College knew his background, so they equated the words scholar and Chen Yanjun.

This story is just a small episode, and the focus is on two lines of poems.

Liu Juzheng's solitary Hong Fei is tired and has nowhere to go, his temples are full of frost and he doesn't know where to return...

And the scholar's stroke of genius: the mountains and rivers are full of doubts, and there is no way out, and there is another village with dark willows and flowers.

Fortunately, this story is just a small episode.

The highlight is still court stories, the stories of the four strange women in the Tang Dynasty, and the legends about mountains and seas, monsters, ghosts, and even Anlu Mountain and Huangchao...

Yes, there are also yellow nests in this era, and they have gradually emerged, attracting folk forces.

"In the era when Anlu Mountain and Huangchao existed at the same time, it is not easy for Datang to survive!"

This made Chen Yanjun suspect that although the arms race between Eunuch Qiu, Jing Zhaoyin, and the eight garrison troops emptied Li Tang's imperial power, to a certain extent, they also defended Chang'an.

It is worth mentioning that in these stories, Chen Yanjun has never heard about Eunuch Qiu or the names of related forces, and even the Zhang family has concealed their identities.

But the princess and the prince are often teased.

This made Chen Yanjun couldn't help thinking of Tang Mo... Now, why not another form of Tang Mo?
The troubled times are approaching, but the people in Chang'an are peaceful by singing and dancing, and then continue to play music and drink.

Chen Yanjun turned around and left the table, calling Xiaoer to order.

He hides his dantian aura, and the mortals and low-level practitioners in the wine shop can hardly see his state.

In fact, in this restaurant, only the shopkeeper and the proprietress knew him.

The shopkeeper also knew him because the proprietress often visited the original owner. Every time the original owner came to eat, the shopkeeper would secretly order the waiter to charge the original owner a little more.

It seems to be saying: Guest officer, please don't come, if you come again, my wife's soul will be taken away by you!
Right now, the shopkeeper and the proprietress are not here.

Chen Yanjun called Xiaoer at ease, and ordered a pot of Xian Dukang and a few side dishes.

Drinking a glass of wine and filling a table with side dishes can be regarded as a celebration for yourself!
Traveling to the familiar yet unfamiliar Xianwu Tang Dynasty, Chen Yanjun had a more immersive sense of substitution until today's entry.

Before, it was a rare freedom to be limited to the character set of the original owner's little boy.

Entering the product is indeed something worth celebrating.

Madam has been too tired these days, and that shameful thing happened again in the morning...

Qiu Zhuo is in a hurry to enter the fifth rank in three years, and it is already very good to be able to delay one night on him.

Xiaoyue was busy helping his wife look after the shop, and presided over the heavy and trivial housework of the Cui family.

Right now, Chen Yanjun is celebrating his entry alone.

A pot of wine, four side dishes fried with Lingzhi, served with fragrant Linggu.

Worth passing through this experience!
Chen Yanjun listened to books while drinking and eating.

When I was a little drunk, I heard about the latest feats of the Four Wonderful Women of Xiantang.

"General Lu Xuanji suppressed the beast hordes by himself, won a chance for the garrison army, and went straight to the lair of the rebels... It is said that General Lu has raised many maids in the army, and whoever gets the military merit will be rewarded. This time I heard it once. Sending out dozens of personal maids, the general burst into tears, and laughed while drinking."

"Following the rejection of the Holy Majesty ten years ago, Liu Huayan rejected the prince again a few days ago. Boss Liu's piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are all amazing in the world. She is the best woman in the world. Even the emperors of all dynasties dared to refuse. Only in this way can she protect Huayan Pavilion. The geisha sell their art but not their body."

"The most exaggerated of the four strange women is Yan Lingji, the great doctor of soul art in the Imperial College. It is said that she has gone crazy after studying soul art, and is currently imprisoned in the attic of the Imperial College..."

When Chen Yanjun heard this, the laughing general, the owner of the brothel, the insane doctor of the Imperial College, and the sister-in-law who beat up the grandfather... None of these four strange women are normal!

A drinker asked:

"Why do the Four Wonderful Women only say three, and there is one more?"

The storyteller said:

"As for Yinhu's bad handsome Murong Ye, he seems to have become a good man since he joined the prison chief. It's been a long time since I've heard stories about her fighting... But don't worry, everyone, I'm also looking forward to seeing her turn upside down again. Once there is news, this old man will tell everyone as soon as possible!"

Chen Yanjun didn't expect that his sister-in-law seemed to have become more reliable...

Speaking of which, the four great women are all talented and beautiful, and they all have at least five ranks of cultivation.

In addition, there is another famous strange woman in the Xianwu era.

It was the eldest princess who single-handedly founded the Prison Division: Li Yue.

However, the eldest princess lives in seclusion, and her cultivation and appearance are only legends so far, so she was not included in the Four Wonderful Women.

"In my heart, Madam is the most beautiful!"

Thinking in this way, Chen Yanjun took out ten pieces of Lingyu with his big hands and lined them up.

"Little Er, check out!"

"Guest officer, wait a moment, Xiaoer is here!"

Chen Yanjun checked the bill and saw that the meal was full, but it was not worth a lot... Only two pieces of Lingyu, plus five hundred yuan, was enough.

Either way, he thought it would be troublesome to bring the previous change with him, so he settled it together.

Turn around and go out, jump on the horse, and run on the wide Nanxian Avenue.

(End of this chapter)