There were two most important festivals during the Sui and Tang Dynasties, one was the Winter Solstice and the other was the Spring Festival.
Today is New Year's Eve. Although many villagers were killed in battle this year, and although it is still covered with snow, there is a festive atmosphere inside and outside Zhuangzi.
Li Shan looked at the empty door with regret. There were no Spring Festival couplets in this era... He even wrote them with his own hands back then. In junior high school, he relied on them to make a fortune during the New Year.
At this time, there were crackling firecrackers outside from time to time. Several personal guards went out to take a look, and happily called their friends to go out together.
Seeing this scene, Li Shan felt even more regretful.
The sound of firecrackers marks the end of the year, and the spring breeze brings warmth to Tusu. Thousands of households always exchange new peaches for old talismans... Isn't it appropriate to throw them out now?
Forget it, let's think carefully about my current personality in this aspect, and it's better not to cause any trouble.
Li Shan stood outside the concierge and watched as several guards stuffed bamboo sections into the fire. In this era, they were not called firecrackers, but "explosive poles."
Several personal guards such as Qu Silang and Zhou Erlang were outside, and even the limping Zhao Da went out. Only Zhang Zhongjian stayed in the concierge... After all, there were many children outside.
A few months ago, Zhang Zhongjian had just arrived at Sun Moon Lake. During a night inspection, he frightened a child who had snuck out to play at night and made him cry.
Li Shan suddenly remembered that it was said that after Li Shimin ascended the throne, he was disturbed by ghosts and could not sleep, so he asked Qin Qiong and Yuchi Gong to guard the door, and then there were door gods... These two were battlefield killers, not afraid of ghosts and gods, and fierce. In fact, Zhang Zhongjian It’s more in line with this standard, it’s too evil-proofing.
"Sanlang." Li Shan asked casually: "After the spring begins, we will first perform the crowning ceremony, and then we will marry Brother Fang, and then we may go to Tongzhou. Will you stay in Zhuangzi or go to Tongzhou?"
Zhang Zhongjian bowed his head and said, "Everyone listens to your instructions."
Li Shan pondered for a moment before saying, "Let's talk about it then."
Nowadays, the situation in Chang'an is a little strange, and the sun is fierce in seizing the direct descendant, but there is still one thing that Li Shan can't let go of. Why was Su Dingfang suddenly promoted to a noble title?
I will definitely go to Tongzhou in the next year to plant cotton on a large scale for the first time. Li Shan will be worried if he doesn't show up, but he will definitely keep people in Zhuangzi.
In fact, Wang Junhao, the commander of the personal guards, is not as capable as Zhang Zhongjian, but he has a close relationship with Ling Jing and Su Dingfang. If anything happens, he can be contacted immediately... and Zhang Zhongjian may not be able to gain Ling Jing's trust at critical moments.
Zhang Zhongjian said nothing more. He was always taciturn and never spoke easily.
Li Shan looked at the bustle outside and thought that he, as a time traveler, was a bit unworthy of his name. In addition to plagiarizing some poems and essays that have been passed down through the ages, he also made jade pots, horseshoes, and other red bricks. It's not worth mentioning that the most important gunpowder was not produced.
In fact, Li Shan can make gunpowder. The best thing to do is to try it more and purify it. In fact, he tried it in Daizhou, but after thinking about it, he finally gave up... Once this thing comes out, he won't be able to make much money. What a benefit, and it’s very likely that you’ll get into endless disputes.
Once gunpowder comes out, although this great weapon cannot change the era, it will definitely become a weapon... But Li Shan himself has no chance of promotion, so how much benefit can it bring?
Regardless of Li Yuan now or Li Shimin after he ascended the throne, even if Li Jiancheng and Li Yuanji succeeded, they would only use it while keeping an eye on themselves... If Li Shan leaked the formula, it would be a death penalty.
If Li Tang hadn't founded the country ten years earlier, Li Shan might have bothered trying to compete with each other, but forget it now, why bother?
At this time, there was a sound of horses neighing outside the door, followed by random shouting. Li Shan went out and saw that his mother Zhu, who had entered the city early this morning, was back. The horse pulling the carriage was frightened by the crackling sound of firecrackers. The horse's legs were high. Lifting it, it kept neighing, causing Zhu Wei who came over to scold him.
"Mom is back." Li Shan greeted him with a smile, "Did everything go well?"
Zhu snorted, glanced at the people around him, stepped through the door, and then said quietly: "Everyone in Chang'an says that Handan cannot be written into poetry without careful consideration. Next time, it will take a long time to think about it."
Li Shan's face froze, and it was the two lines of the poem that spread out to cause trouble... Although Zhang Wenguan was beaten, Cui Xin was still grudges about it, and had not let him in these days. He had no choice but to let his mother come in on New Year's Eve. Went for a trip.
After entering the backyard, Mrs. Zhu sat down to rest for a while, let the maid go out, and then said: "Eleven Niang and her mother are very dignified, and they know that this is not Da Lang's original intention, it is just a misinformation, but..."
"But Cui Sheren is quite dissatisfied." Li Shan smacked his lips, "It was expected."
Zhu was a little confused, "Is there some gap between Dalang and Cui Sheren?"
"Of course not." Li Shan couldn't laugh or cry... To be honest, in ancient times when heirs were valued, it was difficult to meet a maniac like Cui Xin who doted on women.
Mrs. Zhu looked at her son's expression and knew that this guy was not telling the truth, but she was too lazy to ask again... In the past two years, her son had grown up very fast and had deep thoughts, which she could not see through.
"This is made by Eleven Niang herself." Mrs. Zhu took out a box from the box she brought back and handed it over.
"It's so beautiful." Li Shan's eyes lit up. Inside the box was a leather hat with soft and suitable hair. It was red all over, like a burning flame.
"The fire fox skin you brought back at the beginning of the year." Zhu explained: "Eleventh Mother made two fur hats with her own hands."
Obviously one hat for each person... Li Shan thought for a moment, and it seemed that he had never heard of the Eleven Niangs who were good at female red hats, and they were also leather hats. If they had just learned it, Cui Xin would be unbearably sad.
"Oh..." Li Shan drawled and said with a smile, "Mom, your son has chosen a good wife, right?"
"Didn't you refuse with all your strength?" Zhu sneered, "If it was intentional, how could you behead the Cui family's children in Qinghe?"
Li Shan's eyes flickered and he smiled dryly without saying a word... The marriage between himself and Eleven Niang could be said to be the work of heaven, or it could be said to be a mistake.
The earliest mistake I made was the phrase "The human face doesn't know where to go, but the peach blossoms still smile in the spring breeze."
After the incident in Furong Garden last year, Cui Xin actually wanted to push Li Shan out to stop the only son of Prince Luo Yi of Yan County who wanted to marry him, but Li Shan threw out the song "The Story of Love Lotus" without knowing anything about it.
It was this song "Ai Lian Shuo" that made the world regard Li Shan and Cui Shiniang as a perfect match, and also left Cui Xin and his wife at a loss... They tried to find another perfect match, but they couldn't find one!
However, he once refused to marry the Cui family of Qinghe. At that time, only Ling Jing, Su Dingfang, and Ma Zhou were present!
That's impossible for Su Dingfang, and there's no need for Ling Jing. Could it be Ma Zhou?
