"Go and ask her, does she want to kill the sandy goose, or does she want to stew the solitary goose in an iron pot?" Li Yuanying said lazily, twitching the corners of his mouth and showing an evil smile.
In the Han Dynasty, it was common to see people cooking. Although a certain person didn't like cooking, he didn't like being manipulated even more. The famous dishes of later generations range from stewed goose in an iron pot to stewed Kunpeng in an iron pot, plus secret recipes and spicy dishes on the grill... It is better to bury them in snow in winter, which is clean and environmentally friendly... You should ask Sun Gong what they want. Several talismans, specially designed to bring down blizzards.
"Go ahead and stew me!" Qu Sanniang held her pipa in her arms, walked over aggrievedly, saluted Li Yuanying, and said very bachelorly. "Gaochang is still an ally of the Tang Dynasty. You have stewed someone. The Tang Dynasty is an unrighteous country that bullies others with power, a country without faith! The thirty-six congresses in the Western Regions unite and resist to the death!"
Princess Chang Le once said that people in the Tang Dynasty want face, as long as I use the words of a gentleman, a teacher of benevolence and righteousness to win over them, I can live!
"If you really believed that what Princess Chang Le taught you was useful, you wouldn't have waited until today to say it." Li Yuanying ate the grilled fish and did not look at Qu Sanniang... The taste of the buns was too strong, very hot. Since childhood, I have not been afraid of spicy food. He picked up the tea cup and drank it all in one gulp, then ate another plate of slightly spicy grilled fish. "Chun Tao, change to a glass of iced cold melon juice."
Chuntao hurriedly took out the cold melon juice from the ice bucket and poured it into a Kuilong-handled glass cup. The water ripples on the cup made the cold melon juice as bright as the lake water at sunset.
"You... why did you bring me to Xicheng?" Qu Sanniang sat on the small couch nearby and said with her neck stiffened. "Jinzhou is not Guazhou. Even if I play music on the city wall, the news will not reach Gaochang City!"
Li Yuanying took a sip of iced cold melon (watermelon) juice and said lazily while eating grilled fish: "Whether it can be spread to Gaochang City, you don't have to worry about it. You just need to do what I'm told."
Those intercepted caravans and those envoys trapped in Gaochang would not be as comfortable as she was. When the asphalt road is built in Guazhou, they will not stop. Wei Gui and the others will follow it and build it all the way to Gaochang City and Suiye City. Wang Xuance will follow the horses of the Tang Dynasty and guard in Suiye City to prepare for his further westward journey.
Qu Sanniang grinded her back teeth and hugged her pipa. The leisurely wild geese by Dongting Lake turned into goshawks in the vast desert... It was indeed quite lonely.
Dong Guo, who was grilling fish, rolled his eyes silently. The Gaochang envoy had always wanted to see His Majesty, and even a fool knew what he wanted to do. Only Qu Sanniang, a blind man, thought that the King of Gaochang had sent someone to deliver a message and had already set off for Chang'an.
Di Zhisun glanced at the people next to him. No one wanted to give advice... After hesitating for a moment, the current Prince Teng was obviously not as talkative as the previous Prince Teng, so he continued to eat.
Di Renjie looked at Qu Sanniang playing the song with bright eyes: There are so many beauties around Prince Teng, and they are even prettier than those around Prince Zheng~
The calm and waveless Lan River, the high speed of the building boats, the splashing water, occasionally shining with colorful lights, the melodious and high-pitched pipa music, combined with the occasional sound of the whistle, is unusual...
...After playing it three times, the anger in Qu Sanniang's heart gradually subsided, and the tune finally gained a bit of indifference after accepting its fate, and had a bit of the hermit's feeling of seeing through the world of mortals.
Di Zhisun, who is as tall as a pine and as tall as a bamboo, has a beautiful expression and beautiful hair. Next to him, the young boy Di Renjie has already passed away. "Yuanfang, what do you think?" That actor's charm is that of Xiao's mother? Li Yuanying thought with some evil intentions, and whispered softly: "Please come over, the young man of the Di family."
Di Renjie looked at Li Yuanying, who was a few years older than him, a little nervously, crossed his hands and saluted, and said, "Di Renjie of Taiyuan has met Prince Teng."
"Then we are half fellow villagers." Li Yuanying patted the place next to him and said with a smile. "Sit down, I, Aye, once served as a guard in Taiyuan."
Di Renjie sat down next to Li Yuanying with some restraint, and whispered: "Your Majesty, my fellow countrymen don't seem to think so..."
Li Yuanying placed the newly brought grilled fish in front of Di Renjie and said with a casual smile: "Of course it can be calculated like this. That's the calculation for Aye and Duke Anlu. Do you want to study at Guozixue or Hongwen Hall?"
Since Xiaobaozi was gifted with a jade tablet, some roads could help him walk easier. Even if he became a county magistrate, it would be to enrich his experience so that he could be worthy of the title of national elder like the original historical line.
"Your Majesty, I can only go to Imperial College." Di Renjie's voice was small but firm. Aye was just a junior from the fourth rank, so he forced himself to go to Guozixue or Hongwen Hall to avoid being looked down upon.
Li Yuanying was stunned for a moment. Perhaps this was the reason why King Luo Bin and Di Renjie had completely different life experiences. At the age of nine, you know you have something to hold on to and deserve to be protected. He took out a pear-shaped gold medal from his sleeve, put it in front of him, and said with a warm smile: "What you said makes sense. You can always go to Tangli Garden of Prince Teng's Mansion during your holidays and listen to the bachelors discussing classics or talking."
Yu Fu and Ouyang Gong will return to Chang'an before the beginning of winter. If they are willing to come to Xicheng, they can wait until next spring. No matter how well the government offices are arranged here, they are not as comprehensive as those in Chang'an. Sun Gong and others will also return to Chang'an. Winter is not suitable for construction. They do not need to keep an eye on the brick kilns and smelting workshops. The other apprentices of the Shushan Sword Sect are enough.
Di Renjie stared blankly at the pear blossom gold medal, his luck was a little too good today.
……Bar?
Tangli Garden, the place where Tangli Sound Rhythm was compiled, the place where the ministers of Zhengshi Hall, bachelors of Hongwen Hall and other sects took turns giving lectures... I couldn't resist this temptation. It is said that Ouyang Gong's new writing method was discovered in Tangli Garden. The one who came out... put away the gold medal, crossed his hands and saluted, and said, "Thank you, Prince Teng."
"You learned the rules well at a young age." Li Yuanying never thought of telling Di Renjie that he didn't need to be too rigid. The difference in his origins meant that he couldn't be as free as Pheasant Nu and Si Zi.
There is a saying in later generations that there are only three opportunities to change the destiny of life: reincarnation...the randomness is too great, and there is no way to choose independently; thousands of troops crossing the single-plank bridge...but some people are too young and frivolous to miss this time for various reasons. Opportunity; holding hands with your son and growing old together... In an era when the divorce rate is getting higher and higher, the word "growing old together" has become very difficult, but it cannot be denied that it can indeed change your destiny.
The gray-white bridge caught Li Yuanying's eyes, and the bridge piers were also gray-white, like a rainbow lying on the waves... But the people of the Tang Dynasty had never seen such a long rainbow lying on the waves...
When the Tianjin Bridge in Luoyang was rebuilt in the 14th year of Zhenguan (AD 640), the masonry was made to use square stones as the feet. A pontoon bridge connecting ships with iron chains was used to transform it into a stone pillar and beam bridge. The Luo River was divided into three branches and three bridges. However, it is still destroyed by floods from time to time. During the Kaiyuan period, Climbing Huisanlang lowered his head to rebuild the site of the Tianjin Bridge in the Sui Dynasty. The stone pillar bridge still built was also called the Luoyang Bridge. The bridge is three hundred steps long and more than twenty steps wide. One step in Tang Dynasty is equal to five feet, and one foot is equivalent to 31 centimeters today. So "one step" at that time was equal to about 1.55 meters, and the longest span was about 200 meters.
Dickson: "..."
Is that a bridge?
Qu Sanniang: "..."
Is this something that humans can do?
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