Damn it, I'm in the garbage book I wrote

Chapter 262 Xiao Hai discusses the situation
The princess is actually a humble person, but the prerequisite is that you definitely cannot fall in love with her, otherwise no one can stand it if it's just talk without action.

But if you just want to make friends, she is still very good. She is knowledgeable and capable. Looking at the entire era, she is a very outstanding woman. Even among men, she is a leader.

Perhaps it is because I am too outstanding that my life has come to this point today. Otherwise, why is there a saying that a tree that stands out in the forest will be destroyed by the wind?

To say how much of her situation was due to Xia Lin, at most 20%. Because even without Xia Lin, she would have had trouble sooner or later. Maybe because she died too early, it didn't happen, but it's certain that what happened to her was not small. Xia Lin just helped speed up the process.

In fact, at this stage, the development of the story has basically deviated from the script direction that Xia Lin is familiar with. The subsequent story has undergone unpredictable changes due to the lack of many key characters and events.

For example, the most obvious thing is that Xiaoxia's wife has not been sent to the grassland, and the grassland has also changed. It seems that the problem has been temporarily resolved, but the new master of the grassland is obviously a powerful master. After several years of recuperation, he has almost integrated the originally scattered nomadic ethnic groups on the grassland, and the war potential has suddenly become unfathomable.

Then, Xiao Chenzi, who could have been on equal terms with Gao Shilian at this stage, could only guard a remote pass. This resulted in Gao Shilian's power in the court being unchecked. Although Xia Lin had tried to put a nail in it, he was ultimately unsuccessful.

Another thing is that the Li family will not rebel for the time being, and if the Li family does not rebel, the entire north will not be cut into many pieces, just like a typhoon brewing at sea is slowly and steadily accumulating energy.

There was no need to analyze it. Even Xia Lin, who was thousands of miles away, could see that the northern families and even some southern nobles were doing this. They were just waiting for an opportunity. And everyone knew what this opportunity was. It was waiting for Emperor Hongbao to fall.

As long as he falls, the Wei Dynasty representing the Central Plains will also fall to the ground, and then be divided up by various families. China will once again fall into a state of division, waiting for the next move to rule the Central Plains.

Xia Lin could not stop this step. He could delay it and even reorganize it, but he could not prevent the Wei Dynasty from falling apart.

From the teacher's point of view, the current problem of Wei is no longer as simple as internal and external troubles. It is a struggle for interests between the increasingly large aristocratic class and the general public. It is a class war that is about to break out without a doubt.

It’s just that Emperor Hongbao can still suppress this group of nobles, so that they can at least leave some leftovers to feed their subordinates. Once he falls, the uncontrolled wild dogs will devour all the people in the world.

Therefore, Xia Lin could even foresee that the gunshots that would disintegrate the Wei Dynasty would come from the bottom, and would become the starting point of an era of shining heroes.

It is said that the Three Kingdoms exhausted the heroic spirit, but now it has been nurtured for hundreds of years, and the heroes of the world will eventually rise again.

But the pronunciations of "hero" and "catastrophe" are not much different, and their meanings are also not much different.

"Your Highness, are you not afraid of being gossiped about now? Are you actively inviting me to Wangjiang Tower to enjoy the scenery?"

Xia Lin went up to the Wangjiang Tower on the bank of the Yuejiang River. Princess Pingyang, dressed in a gentleman's attire, was leaning on the railing and looking into the distance. After hearing what he said, she turned around and gently waved her paper fan: "You didn't enjoy drinking enough yesterday, so I should treat you today."

"Stop it, drink sugarcane juice today." Xia Lin waved his hand: "Your Highness, don't say that I look down on you. You really can't drink."

Princess Pingyang's face straightened up: "That's because I'm in a bad mood. I'll get myself together today and have a good fight."

But this time Xia Lin firmly refused. He now knew that Princess Pingyang was a real alcoholic. He estimated that her death was somewhat related to this thing.

"Stop drinking, stop drinking. If you drink any more you won't be able to have a baby."

"Are you making fun of me?" Princess Pingyang's expression suddenly turned ugly. "I don't have a child, so what?"

"My, my, my, oh my, you old ladies are so sensitive, you can bring anything you say to yourself." Xia Lin waved his hand: "The doctor told me to rest for a while, not to have sex with women, not to drink alcohol, not to cool off, and to take good care of myself until the New Year."

The princess sat back, sighed softly, and began to drink by herself.

At this moment, the lights are just coming on. Looking down from the Wangjiang Tower, one can see the twinkling fishing lights on the river on one side and the bustling city life on the other. It is a beautiful scene.

But she was obviously not the kind of person who could write poetry, so she looked at Xia Lin.

"what?"

"Write a poem. Why don't you write about such a beautiful scenery?"

Xia Lin came and sat down opposite the princess, frowning slightly: "To be honest, I don't like writing poetry."

"Lied to me?"

Princess Pingyang looked Xia Lin up and down and asked, "Do you still think that I am a military commander and unworthy of your poem?"

"Ah, look at how harsh your words are. The rumors about us have reached His Majesty's ears. Who is looking down on whom?" Xia Lin propped up his head with one hand. "You may not know me yet. I was born as a little book boy in Luoyang City. I ate bran and vegetables and fished for slop. I can't even say that I was born in a poor family, but I struggled out of poverty. For most of my life, I thought about what to eat in the morning and at night. I never wrote a single poem."

"So you don't eat at noon?"

"Sister, have you ever seen a poor person who has food to eat at noon?" Xia Lin said, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, "Unlike you wealthy families, you can eat whenever you want. Poetry and writing are just tools for me to knock on the door of the rich and powerful, otherwise I can't reach them. Maybe for you children of wealthy families, these are elegant tastes, but for me, they are just a sickle, a hammer, a shoulder pole and a rake. Now, although I am not successful, I don't need to rely on poetry and songs to express my emotions and please others. Then, Your Highness, why did you ask me to write poetry? Is it to please Your Highness or to express my feelings?"

Princess Pingyang laughed and said, "Forget it, forget it. If you don't want to write, then don't write. I won't make it difficult for you. But did you really come from the streets of Luoyang?"

"How can it be fake? I left Luoyang when I was fifteen, and now I am twenty-one, and I am a fifth-rank official. Not bad, right?"

"You are more than just okay, you are a natural talent." Princess Pingyang said with a smile: "Look around the world, how many people like you can there be?"

"Yes, your Erfeng. Isn't he only one year older than me? Or two years older?"

"Two years old."

"Right? Two years ago, Li Shimin was already a world-famous figure. When people talked about him, they all said that their descendants were not Li Shimin."

"Oh... isn't His Highness seven or eight years older than me?" Xia Lin said, "No wonder he looks much more mature."

"Four years old! Four years old! I'm only two years older than Erfeng! How can I be seven or eight years old?" As expected, girls are very sensitive to issues like this no matter when. The princess, who doesn't even care about a bad reputation, can get so angry and shout out loud about this.

After all, there was no drinking at night. Xia Lin was really afraid of this sister. She loved to drink. But Her Highness didn't seem very satisfied because she didn't drink. So after dinner, she suggested going downstairs to take a look. After all, it wasn't so lively here a few days ago. It wouldn't be so lively as soon as Xia Lin came back, right?

This is Guangfu, not Fuliang.

"This is the Cantonese Mid-Autumn Fair. It takes place three days before and after the Mid-Autumn Festival and lasts all night long. Oh, that's right. It should be cold in the north at this time, and everyone has huddled in their houses." When Xia Lin saw the princess' eyes, he knew what she was going to say. After all, the eyes are the windows to the soul, and sometimes there really is no need for too much dialogue and communication.

"Well, you are very familiar with the North."

"Sister, I'm from Luoyang."

The two of them arrived at the market. Pingyang, who was dressed in white and had a plain face, suddenly became interested. She looked here and touched there. It's not that she had never seen good things before. She was Li Yuan's daughter and had seen all kinds of good things. It's just that the customs of this place are different after all. Besides, this was her first time to come to this southern city. She was very curious about some of the things with distinctive southern characteristics here.

Xia Lin had no interest in these things. He just followed the princess and looked at the beautiful girls walking on the road. Although the country had been through a war, the advantage of a large population was evident. This place was full of hot girls dressed very sexy, with chiffon V-necks and large corsets. Some young ladies even dared to come out half-hanging without fear of being seen. Compared with the north, the degree of openness here was definitely top-notch.

Maybe it’s because of the influence of those Persians, or maybe it’s because of the style issues caused by the hot weather here, anyway, looking at beautiful girls is definitely a top-notch enjoyment here.

Moreover, homosexuality seems to be quite popular in Guangzhou. This should be a legacy of the Wei and Jin dynasties. For example, when Xia Lin and His Highness walk on the street, they will attract a lot of people's attention. Firstly, they look like close friends, and secondly, these two young men are really good-looking.

There is no need to say much about Xia Lin, he is the type of boy with fair skin, while Pingyang is a girl. A 24-year-old girl is in the prime of her life and she has never given birth. Although she is already an old woman in traditional concepts, she can be very charming if she dresses up as a man.

No wonder the drunkard from yesterday was attracted to her. It was simply the customs of the people.

"My two gentlemen, here is a pair of gold bracelets that are suitable for you two. Would you like to take a look?"

"A pair of gold bracelets?"

His Highness was somewhat surprised to hear the peddler's greeting. Instead, Xia Lin squatted down, picked up the bracelet and looked at it: "How much?"

"Since you are sincere, fifty taels will be enough."

Xia Lin laughed and picked up the gold bracelet and tapped it on his hand: "Is it really fifty taels?"

Hearing that the sound was obviously not gold, the peddler was not panicked at all: "Then how much do you say?"

"Fifty cents."

"My dear customer, you are looking for trouble, right? Fifty cents, the cost is more than that."

Xia Lin knocked on the bracelet again: "Two hundred coins at most, I won't sell it."

"Oh... take it, take it!"

Taking out two hundred coins and handing them to the peddler, Xia Lin picked up the bracelet, stood up, and walked to the princess with a smile: "Princess, if you like it, I'll give it to you."

Princess Pingyang took the bracelet in her hand and said with a hint of sarcasm: "This is a pair of heart-shaped bracelets. Is this how you give it to me?"

"Is Your Highness happy at this moment?" Xia Lin said nonchalantly, twirling the fan in his hand, "If I can bring Your Highness some sweetness, I will buy more."

Princess Pingyang was so amused by him that she didn't find him rude. She just thought that this guy was just the right kind of slick and scoundrel. He wasn't disgusting, but rather a bit funny.

The two were walking on the road, and Xia Lin naturally talked about everything. Even in modern times, he was considered knowledgeable and had even made a report to the United Nations. In this era, he was even more knowledgeable about astronomy and geography, and was well-versed in both ancient and modern times.

Princess Pingyang was such a strong woman that she could beat a man like Chai Shao, who was a former sword-carrying guard in the imperial palace, until he cried. But now, all she could do was look up and listen to Xia Lin bragging.

"We tend to think that Persia is the highest point in the sky, but that's not true. Outside Persia there is an Eastern Roman Empire, also called the Byzantine Empire. Our books also record it as Byzantine or Voluni. We sell most of our silk to them, but these Persians are cunning. They blocked the trade route between them and us so that they can benefit from it."

Xia Lin spoke very clearly and he could answer most of the questions Princess Pingyang asked, which included not only astronomy and geography but also humanities and economics.

"Then the world is really vast. Then let me ask you, where is further north of this grassland? I heard that you have been to the royal court on the grassland."

"Yes, I have been there. The Khan wanted to marry his little princess to me. I didn't agree, one reason being that their little princess was too young, and the other was that they didn't like to take a bath." Xia Lin looked up at the stars, then pointed to a star in the sky and said, "Do you see that star? That's the North Star. You can walk along the North Star from here, passing through the grassland royal court, Su Wu's North Sea, and the frozen land in the wilderness. After walking four times three thousand three hundred miles, you will reach the end. That is a sea, extremely cold and vast. There are white bears, deer bigger than humans, and giant whales that can spray water. You may even see hairy elephants."

"Oh? You seem to have been there?" The princess looked up at the North Star after she finished speaking, her thoughts drifting to the far north where there is snow all year round, white bears and giant whales that can spray water. She couldn't imagine what the scenery was like, she just wanted to take a look, but she also knew that four thousand three hundred miles was probably beyond human reach.

Xia Lin just smiled when he heard this, but did not answer.

At this moment, when I turned the corner in front of me, I saw a group of people gathered in front of a shop. The shop was very big, with many red ropes tied above it, and small lanterns hanging on the red ropes. There were also some small objects next to them. Many adults and children were gathered there. A scholar retreated dejectedly.

It looks like this should be the place of Mid-Autumn Festival riddles, that is, the place for guessing lantern riddles. The three major moon festivals, the Lantern Festival, the Qiqiao Festival and the Mid-Autumn Festival will randomly refresh this kind of lantern riddle NPC, and then give some questions to cheat some money.

"Your Highness, do you want to go and play?" Xia Lin pointed at the lantern riddle stall: "It looks like the prize is a dog."

“I’m not good at it.”

"Hey, it's okay if you're not good at it, I'm very good at it. I'll make this boss beg for mercy or not, and that's it." Xia Lin rolled up his sleeves, hid his fan, tied up his sleeves, put away his hat, and looked like a book boy: "Master, are you satisfied with this?"

Princess Pingyang laughed out loud at his expression. After she finished laughing, she fanned herself and said, "Come on, Xiao Linzi, follow the young master to have a look."

(End of this chapter)