Zhang Shisan's few beards were almost broken. He never expected that Liu Deng would say such words at this time. This was a complete paradox.
Not to mention the princes of a country, even if he is an idle prince, the people in this world will be overwhelmed. But when it came to this kid, he actually said that he was like a broken shoe.
But the old man had to admit that what Liu Deng said was indeed the truth. It is extremely easy for him to obtain the position of a marquis with his intelligence.
During these days when he came to Dai Country, Zhang Shisan was either shocked or on the way to being shocked. This Dai Country was completely different from other places in the world.
Almost half of the roads outside the city are covered with cement. Even when it's cloudy and rainy, there's absolutely no mud.
The old man really loved this.
The whole Jinyang City is full of vitality that cannot be seen elsewhere. There is no curfew in Jinyang City at all.
Every night, it is the busiest time in Jinyang City.
Countless small businessmen and hawkers came from all over the place. In fact, many of them were local people nearby.
During the day, I was busy with farm work, and at night, I took out some home-made gadgets and sold them.
There are various kinds of snacks that are not very exquisite, but have unique flavor. In front of every small stall, there are countless children lingering.
Even if my parents didn't give me any copper coins, I would stand there and drool while watching others eat, and they wouldn't take a step away.
Low-cost gilt jewelry of various colors is a favorite of a young girl. As long as she saves a month or two of monthly money, she can take a large bag home.
Wearing a different one every day is enough to save face in front of the little sisters.
The several wine shops at the end of the long street are the favorites of the old farmers.
It only cost ten cents to buy a pot of strong wine and a few pickled beans, which was enough for the old men to chat until late at night.
Of course, this is Zhang Shisan’s favorite place. Every time I go there, I'm sure to get a drink.
The farmers are simple and honest, even if they don't know each other at first, and even if there is only half a jug of wine left in the jug, they will still warmly invite Zhang Shisan to join them for a drink.
Whenever this time comes, these farmers, who usually face the earth with their backs to the sky, always show a hint of cuteness.
There weren't that many calculations, and it wasn't for anything. It was just a drink and a chat with a few old friends.
The boss's cow gave birth to a calf, and the west's sow was pregnant again. It was just such a trivial matter, but they could talk about it all night, and they still talked about it with gusto.
Everything is full of vitality. This kind of thing is simply impossible to exist in Chang'an City.
Working at sunrise and resting at sunset, the rules of time that people have adhered to for thousands of years seem to have been subverted here.
By the time I was half intoxicated, the gourd of spirits had quietly bottomed out.
Before they were all drunk, these people sat together, chatting, tasting the soft pickled beans, and chatting animatedly.
It wasn't until late at night that everyone agreed to fight again tomorrow night, and then they went back.
Everything is full of vitality. This kind of thing is simply impossible to exist in Chang'an City.
All of this happened because of the boy in front of him. He was obviously a good minister, but this guy just wanted to stay at home and live his own life.
Every time he thought about this, Zhang Shisan would sigh, God is really fucking blind.
The way to govern the country that countless scholars in the world have been striving for has been demonstrated by this boy with ease.
But he just didn't take it seriously, thinking only about when he could live his own life behind closed doors.
Does this mother have any justice?
"I know what you, old man, are thinking about. Don't worry. No one in this world will change. In fact, the people's lives are better and better by themselves. In another thirty or fifty years, The time when the world is at peace should not be far away..."
When Liu Deng said this, he smiled somewhat self-deprecatingly.
I really didn't expect that I, a social animal produced on the assembly line of later generations, would one day lead the country.
"Okay, it's almost dark today. I'm going to meet some old friends tonight, and I'm too lazy to talk nonsense to you!"
While Zhang Shisan was talking, he took a jar of green plum wine from under the window sill.
Seeing the old man's skillful movements, Liu Deng really rolled his eyes. He originally thought that this old guy came here today to have something to say, but who knew that this old guy actually came here just to steal wine!
At this moment, Liu Deng realized that he was the monkey being fooled.
This old man doesn't need other people's comfort or understanding at all. As long as he has wine, everything is enough.
His purpose was very simple. He had no intention of persuading Liu Deng to do anything big, and he was too lazy to write to Liu Deng about his thoughts on regulating the family and governing the country. He just wanted to steal a jar of wine.
As for the old man's recent whereabouts, Liu Deng knew everything clearly, and the old man himself did not hide anything.
It was just an appointment with a few old farmers under the big locust tree. This old guy drank other people's wine for more than half a month.
I finally felt embarrassed today, so I came to Liu Deng's place to drink a jar of good wine, preparing to show off in front of my old friends.
"You see everything is so simple. Why are you worrying all day long? You are just a social animal. Why are you worrying about so many things when you have nothing to do?"
Looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar face in the mirror, Liu Deng murmured to himself.
It has been almost a year since I came here. I am so busy all day long that I feel like I am spinning around like a top. Many times I wish I could divide myself into three parts.
But he is still a human being after all. The depression in his heart has been suppressed for a long time, who can say anything?
After the fresh grain wine is steamed from the sky pot, it is placed in a small red mud jar, and then some green plums just picked from the trees are put in.
Seal the mouth of the jar and let it sit for a month. When the time is up, open it and the aroma of the wine will naturally be mixed with the smell of green plums.
Anyway, one jar had already been taken away by the old man, so Liu Deng simply opened another jar.
Tonight the moon and stars are sparse and the night breeze is blowing.
It must be a sunny day tomorrow. Liu Deng really wants to drink. There is no reason and there are not so many joys and sorrows. He can put aside the grievances and entanglements in the court and the intrigues in his mind.
Tonight, Liu Deng just wants to get drunk...
I wanted to go back, but there was no way to go to heaven, so I had no choice but to get drunk...
