The cicada turtle is a turtle that has formed a knot. After molting, it becomes a cicada that keeps chirping "cicada" and "cicada" in the dog days of summer. When Li Yuanying was a child, every summer night, he would use a flashlight to look for turtles that had just climbed up the tree. If he was lucky, he could catch twenty or thirty turtles in one night. This is a childhood memory. After arriving in the Tang Dynasty, the trees in the palace were kept too clean, and the cicadas would be stuck away by the servants and guards, so as not to disturb everyone from the elder brother to the beloved concubine and affect their rest.
...If you encounter someone who is unreasonable, you will be sent to Yeting to do hard labor.
"Uncle, what can these... these bugs be used for?" Although Princess Jinyang is a princess, she obviously does not have the princess disease of the "ladies" of later generations. She was holding a cicada turtle in her hand and was very curious. asked.
Li Yuanying looked at Sun Simiao and said with a smile: "Mr. Sun, please help me explain something."
If XX knew about it, it would be called seeing a ghost, because when XX left Prince Teng's Mansion, there were no cicadas. Someone grew up in a deep palace, or someone who grew up being pampered, not one of those fringe princes or protons in Machiavellian literature.
"Cicada turtle is the larvae of cicada. It has the effects of dispersing wind and clearing the lungs, relieving fever and calming convulsions. It can be used as medicine or fried as a delicacy." Sun Simiao explained in a gentle voice. "Yu Fu once wrote a poem, He hung his hat to drink the clear dew, and the flowing trees sounded. He raised his voice far away, not to borrow the autumn wind."
Yu Shinan: "..."
This poem was indeed written by someone, but... someone had never seen Cicada when she was young. I never caught cicadas when I was young, but now I accompany the princess to catch cicadas and turtles. I am getting younger and younger as I live, and happiness comes just a little bit.
"Fried?" Princess Jinyang looked at the cicada kicking her legs in her hands and said with a small mouth. "Mr. Sun, it's a little scary~"
Li Yuanying caught a few of them from the tree and put them into a small bamboo basket with beams that Chuntao handed over. The cicada turtle caught was much larger than the original one. It seems that the nutrients in the soil in the mountains are indeed richer... In later generations, some people specially raised cicada turtles in the poplar forests planted. The reason is very simple. A cicada turtle can be sold for almost one yuan of soft sister coins, while the cicada shell (that is, the shell) is more expensive, with a pound of more than three hundred soft sister coins. The profits are considerable, and there is no need to feed them. The only thing you need to do is wait. Because the larvae hatch from the eggs and stay on the branches, waiting for the autumn wind to blow them to the ground... The cultivation can be a little simpler, but not too simple. When they fall to the ground, they will immediately look for soft soil to burrow down to the roots of trees, sucking the sap from the roots to survive. It can take as little as two or three years, or as many as ten years, to go through five molts from larvae to adults, four of which The first time was done underground, and the last time, I dug out of the soil and climbed back to the tree trunk.
…As expected, beautiful ingredients require time to wait.
"Princess, you will know after tasting it tomorrow that it is very delicious." Sun Simiao walked towards the next tree with a lantern in hand and said with a warm smile.
Princess Jinyang put the cicada turtle into the smaller bamboo basket with beams that Gu Yu handed her, took the bamboo basket and carried it herself, imitating Li Yuanying, and quickly caught the cicada turtle within reach.
Li Zhi: "..."
Didn’t you say that you should admire the moon and the bridge? Why did the painting style suddenly change to catching young cicadas?
Li Jing and Tang Jian sat in the prepared pavilion, each boiling water and the other a cup of tea. They did not join the team looking for cicada turtles.
Gongsun Bai hesitated for a moment, followed Yuan Tiangang's footsteps, and sat in the pavilion. He looked at Qu Sanniang, who wanted to follow Li Zhi, and said: "Play the konghou, the tune is more gentle."
Qu Sanniang clenched her fist silently, why are all people against me? But he didn't dare to refuse Gongsun Bai's request. The old man's swordsmanship was too high. If he gave him a sword... he would have a chance to make a comeback only if he was alive. Yingying bowed, sang softly, and turned around to get the konghou.
"Mao Yue, why does the prince insist on keeping her by his side?" Yuan Tiangang sat on the low couch and asked puzzledly. If there is any purpose, there is no need to carry it with you every day, just throw it in a small courtyard and call it out when needed.
Tang Jian gently pushed the tea lotus in front of Yuan Tiangang and said with a smile: "Mr. Yuan, the tea made by a certain person himself, what is the shape of the tea? Maybe it will catch your eye?"
When Yuan Tiangang was watching the tea, he said in a low voice: "I don't know why the prince thinks that she is a talent and insists on boiling eagles. A certain person said at that time that Turks have the habit of boiling eagles, but I really didn't read it. This Qu Sanniang doesn't look like an eagle."
Yuan Tiangang thought of the first time Li Yuanying attacked Li Chunfeng... He shook his head helplessly and said in the same volume: "The eagle that the prince wants to marry is most likely not Qu Sanniang, let's see again."
Anyway, I was fooled by him, but I would not tell anyone that my superior demeanor cannot be compromised.
"The rope is flat, sharp as a sword, green in color and covered with white hair. It seems that you made it by frying the buds of the old tea tree on the top of the mountain." Yuan Tiangang stroked his beard and said with a smile. "Sun Heijin is quite generous to you."
The higher the tea tree, the better the taste and longer-lasting fragrance of the tea leaves. The bright apricot-yellow tea soup has a sweet aftertaste that is far better than the tea at a lower level. Sun Heijin treasured the tea leaves from that tree very much.
"The prince used a new method of making black tea and changed it for someone." Tang Jian glanced in the direction of Sun Simiao, who had already walked away, and said in a low voice. A person who can be called a stubborn donkey shows how stubborn and terrifying his temper is. He doesn't want to be the one who gets hoofed.
Yuan Tiangang: "..."
Tang Fox, can you act more cowardly? After all, you are a duke with a real title. Your weight in front of King Teng is no less than that of Sun Heijin. You have the courage to fight against Li Yaoshi. You are so reckless. I'm afraid!
Li Jing took the kettle off the stove, threw two pine cones into the stove, and said with a smile: "Mr. Yuan, you don't need to pay attention to Tang Fox, he is not afraid of Mr. Sun."
"Do you really think you know someone very well?" Tang Jian took the kettle from Li Jing's hand, glanced at him, poured water into the glass cup, put the cup in front of Yuan Tiangang, and said with a smile. "Mr. Yuan, I respect Mr. Sun very much. He used to be a doctor with a pure mind, and now he is still a farmer with a pure mind. Unlike Mr. and Li Laoyin who are full of schemes."
It’s not like you, who always sits high in the clouds with a fairy spirit, overlooking all living beings, knowing clearly the trend of many things, but just watching silently, unwilling to make any changes.
...What is that sentence called? The secret cannot be revealed.
"It's not like a certain person, who is either stargazing or meditating." Yuan Tiangang looked at the tea leaves spread out in the cup, with a smile in his eyes. No matter what others thought of a certain person, without the matter of cutting the dragon's veins, a certain person was killed by King Teng again. Involved in a new calamity, becoming a person in the calamity, the secret of the future has nothing to do with someone.
Tang Jian laughed dumbly, raised his hands and begged for mercy: "Mr. Yuan, I made a mistake, please let me go."
No wonder people who don’t understand say that Yuan Tiangang is a monster, and his wisdom is almost like a monster... Prince Teng seems to be afraid of everything, whether it is Yuan Tiangang who is so wise that he is almost a monster, Gongsun Bai who is difficult to communicate with, or Sun Simiao who has no distracting thoughts. , he just said what he wanted to say without any scruples... The article about the donkey in Guizhou is not included. Sun Simiao overheard it himself. He didn't point his nose and scold him. He should be polite. King Teng never included any comments. .
"What do you mean by Mr. Tang's words?" Yuan Tiangang picked up the glass cup and sipped the tea leisurely, smiling calmly. "I'm just talking about my own family affairs."
Li Jing patted the low couch and laughed, "Hahaha...Tang Fox, you have a day too! Hahaha..."
Tang Jian: "..."
...you shouldn't be arrogant...
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There was a lot of excitement in front of the motorcade beside Qujiang Pool. Princess Changguang held Yang Yuzhi's hand and gave many instructions. Those who didn't know thought he was not going to the West City, but to the desert of the Western Regions. His eyes passed over Yang Shidao, looked at the six people behind him, and said: "They are all carefully selected by me. Their skills and loyalty are no problem. If you have something to do, just arrange them to do it. If it's that Wei... if Wei... If it’s difficult for you, just send someone back to deliver the news, I..."
Not being able to go to His Majesty will give His Majesty the impression that Yuzhi is unwilling to endure hardship, which will affect his future future... He changed his voice and said, "I'm going to settle the score with your uncle."
The younger brother can take advantage of his eldest sister, at least... at least he can help with a few words, he is Yunhe Ling. However, I have to speak softly, my younger brother is much younger than Yu Zhi... It's all Yang Shidao's fault!
"Don't worry, Mom. My uncle and I can talk, and there are Xingzong and Chengxian." Yang Yuzhi saw his somewhat embarrassed father from the corner of his eye and said softly.
Yang Shidao stood aside and smiled apologetically. If he hadn't come from the Yang family in Hongnong, he would have completed the divorce procedures and was on his way to the distant Zhenzhou.
Farther away, Mrs. Fang Qiao also held Fang Yiai's hand, giving many instructions... There were four people behind Fang Yiai, two less than Yang Yuzhi. Mrs. Fang did not glare at Fang Qiao. His Majesty would not even give him another beauty. There was no use in glaring at him. It would only make others laugh.
Du He looked at the reluctance in those two places and waved his hand, asking the four people behind him to board the steam car at the back first. He also sat on the car and closed his eyes to rest. Those two were just playboys who lived casually under the influence of their fathers and ancestors. One was different, the other wanted to become a person with a name like Aye.
...It's understandable that His Majesty would send them two to search for ore. He sent someone to go. It seems that he is really ready to replace him... Fortunately, we were already prepared, just waiting for the matter in Tubo to be completed.
...When someone comes back, it will be the time to achieve success and fame.
"Princess, if you don't leave, things will be delayed. Prince Teng is still waiting there." Yang Shidao glanced at the position of the sun, then at Fang Qiao, who was standing aside chatting with Wei Guizang, and reminded him helplessly. "The important task of building the pier cannot be delayed."
If the princess hadn't always been protecting that Zhuzi, I wouldn't have made such a move. Even if he is not expected to become a general or a prime minister, he cannot just go to Nanqu to worship the courtesan of the Tang Dynasty, or follow the literati in the Wei Palace to imitate the sour and corrupt atmosphere. The Yang family certainly doesn't need dandy kids who spend as much money as they can, and they don't need those sarcastic scholars to flatter themselves and imitate their insincere clichés.
Princess Changguang burst into tears when she heard Yang Shidao's words, and choked up: "Yuzhi... you... you must always write back, you..."
"Auntie, Yuan Zheng, I will be back, don't worry." Yang Yuzhi has never left Chang'an... not counting accompanying his Majesty to Luoyang. Even if Luoyang is not as good as Chang'an, it is still a hundred times better than Xicheng. Your Majesty’s uncle asked me to go, it’s just for a few days, and I’ll be back soon.
... He never expected that he would be gone for three years.
Yang Shidao walked to his wife, supported her and persuaded her gently: "Princess, it will snow when it gets cold in winter. Doctor Wei also has a lot of things at hand and won't be outside all the time."
Anyway, He said that Dr. Wei would come back, but he did not say that Yu Zhi would come back. Even if he did not return to Chang'an by then, He would not be lying. Another point is that it rarely snows on Lingnan Road.
"If he doesn't come back, I will go back to the ancestral hall of Hongnong's hometown and ask the elders to expel you from the Yang family!" Princess Changguang said in a low voice with red eyes.
Of course, it was impossible to expel the Yang family. Those people would only let him reflect in the ancestral hall.
Yang Shidao could only smile and beg for mercy: "Princess, please don't, it's all X's fault, raise your hand and let X go, X is still discussing matters in the political hall."
If you want to go down the stairs, why don't you give it to me? Who made you look so beautiful?
Yang Yuzhi bowed to Yang Shidao and Princess Changguang, and said: "Ah, aunt, it's getting late, and it's time for my son to set off. I will write letters from time to time. Please cherish them."
Princess Changguang turned her head slightly and waved her hand...
"Help us give the gift to your uncle, and you should be more diligent in your work." Yang Shidao sighed secretly. It seems that he has taken the right step. If the princess continues to pamper him, Yuzhi will really... everything will be fine. There's enough time.
Under the cover of her wide sleeves, Princess Changguang's hands pinched the soft flesh of Yang Shidao's waist...
... Yang Shidao's calming skills were indeed extraordinary, and he watched his son board the steam car as if nothing had happened.
Fang Qiao's side was much simpler, but Mrs. Fang still took his face into consideration and watched Fang Yiai board the car and leave with a calm expression. His Majesty had given him a marriage to Princess Gaoyang, so he would never be put in danger.
After the convoy left, Princess Changguang and Mrs. Fang returned home respectively. Fang Qiao and Yang Shidao followed Wei Guizang to Yunhe Mansion and continued to discuss the telegraph machine installed on the watchtower... The name was the result of the discussion in the political hall, the speed of message transmission, Comparable to lightning.
"Wei Gong, what is this wooden... trumpet used for?" Yang Shidao asked curiously as soon as he walked into the main hall of Wei Guizang and saw the new object appearing in the big bookcase.
Wei Guizang spread his hands and said with a smile: "Mr. Yang, you really asked someone. Dou Shaofu sent twelve pieces this morning, saying that they were ordered by Zhang to make them. Two pieces were left behind by someone, and there were also I didn’t have time to study what it could be used for.”
Old thief Zhang is just hypocritical. It’s not like there are no Shaofu craftsmen in Xicheng. Their skills are inferior. Haha, the one with the best skills is Prince Teng. If you have the ability, ask him to help you.
"According to what you said yesterday, we went back and discussed it, and we thought it would be more appropriate to transfer people from Beiya. The summary of information from all places and confidentiality are more important." Fang Qiao changed the topic back to business... Yang Jingyou is a nice person.
Wei Guizang poured two cups of tea and put them in front of the two of them, and said warmly: "Prime Minister, if I remember correctly, most of the people in Beiya are descendants of aristocratic families."
It's not that the family members are bad, but in many cases, they know who the most important interests are...
Fang Xuanling and Master Yang said: "..."
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