The car drove straight to Luoyang. Li Tai was obese and had just been seriously ill. He couldn't stand the hard work of traveling by land, so he planned to take a boat from Luoyang and go directly to Yangzhou by water.
Anyway, we just need to leave Chang'an. As for when we will arrive in Yangzhou, my father has no further requests, so it would be good to just slow down and take the opportunity to relax.
He was not in a hurry, and the accompanying guards and officials were naturally not in a hurry. Even if they were in a hurry, they did not dare to rush him.
Therefore, along the way, Li Tai and his party took their time, like taking a leisurely stroll in a garden.
After Li Shimin heard the news, he breathed a sigh of relief.
He waved his hand.
"Forget it, let him be, it's okay to take a breather -"
Li Tai left Chang'an and spent his days enjoying leisurely travels, such as sightseeing in mountains and rivers. Every time he went to a place with beautiful scenery and prosperous humanities, he would definitely stop for a few days.
All the way south, many people knew that His Royal Highness the King of Wei, who was very popular and most appreciated by His Majesty, had now left Chang'an and was on his way to Yangzhou to take up his post.
Li Tai didn't care much about these, but he only read the daily issues of "Datang Evening News" and "Shilin News" every day. Although on the road, he couldn't read the daily news like he did in Chang'an. newspaper, but this was a bit faster than the news from the people he stayed in Chang'an.
These two newspapers, especially the "Datang Evening News", established special transportation channels, directly using the imperial court post station, and expedited eight hundred miles a day to be transmitted throughout the country.
However, what is different from the ordinary 800-mile express service is that the 800-mile express service of Datang Evening News has its own special clothing logo. You can tell it at a glance, but it will not bring any inconvenience to the people. Necessary panic.
"This prince can't be at ease——"
Li Tai finished reading today's newspaper in his hand, raised his head and looked at Cui Xiangzhi, who was holding a newspaper just now, and couldn't help but sigh softly.
He never imagined that a young man he met at a street stall that day could have so much energy.
"Is it possible that this Champa rice is really that high-yielding?"
Cui Xiangzhi couldn't believe his eyes.
Today's newspaper actually reported in detail about Champa Rice, and stated that Champa Rice has entered the trial planting stage, and once the trial planting of this rice is successful, it will be promoted on a large scale.
The host is none other than Prince An, the Marquis of Chang'an, who is currently in the limelight.
The second-in-command was Chang Sun Chong and Wei Shuyu.
Li Tai nodded.
"I asked someone to inquire specifically. I heard that businessmen who have been to Linyi said that the rice yield there is indeed high. The locals can make as much as two or three stones even by simply sowing seeds. Unfortunately, I have never heard of it before. I don’t know where Wang Zi’an heard it from…”
"this person--"
Cui Xiangzhi was silent for a moment, suddenly not knowing how to describe this opponent.
After holding it in for a long time, I finally managed to squeeze out a few words.
"Unfathomable..."
Li Tai got up and walked to the window and sighed.
"Yes, this person is unfathomable——"
Whenever this happens, he can't help but wonder, if he had lowered his stance and been more sincere, or had taken action to resolve the small conflict between him and the Wang family, would he be the same person he is now? Is it a different situation?
At this time, that Wang Zi'an has made great achievements again, and he must be extremely prosperous, right?
…
Wang Zi'an, who was thought of by Li Tai, was now regretting his mistake.
"I'm so stupid, really, I should have known-"
The cultivation of hybrid rice is not something that can be solved with technology and experience. It also requires long-term squatting in the fields. The common triple line of rice, the so-called triple line, actually refers to the rice cytoplasmic male sterile line, rice Cytoplasmic male sterility maintainer line and rice cytoplasmic male sterility restorer line.
This is the most important part of it. The most important thing is that there is no opportunity for trickery in this part. Even if you inherit Mr. Yuan's skills, you still have to squat in the fields.
The only good thing is that because I have inherited the technology, I know what the triple system is, the function of the triple system, and how to cultivate it, so it is easier and more convenient to find and cultivate it.
Naturally, he would not look for it in person, so he chose Wei Zheng a long time ago.
Since it can be obtained from Wei Zheng, it means that this technology is related to Wei Zheng. Therefore, it is unknown whether it will have miraculous effects when used by Wei Zheng.
But he had thought about everything, but he didn't expect Wei Zheng to be terrible.
Ever since he decided to devote himself to the great cause of hybrid rice, Wei Zheng couldn't leave.
It's not scary to have some food and shelter, but it's scary that this old guy has become a follower. He wants to sleep in the same bed with the prince at night. What's even scarier is that when he thinks of something he doesn't understand, he can come to ask for advice in the middle of the night. Secondly, Early in the morning, before the rooster crows for you, he will get up and urge you to get up.
Is there any way to live this day?
At this time, Wang Zi'an wanted to dig out the knowledge about hybrid rice cultivation in his head and stuff it directly into this old guy's head.
"Look, this is triple-strain rice——"
After finally sketching the last stroke, Wang Zi'an threw aside the carbon pen in his hand with a snap and pointed at the door of the study.
"Now, immediately, immediately, take these things and get out of here -"
As a result, Wei Zheng didn't care about him at all. He carefully stretched out his hands and held the sketch of triple rice that Wang Zi'an had drawn in his hands. He was all smiles.
"Then I won't bother you anymore -"
Wei Zheng looked left and right, as if he was holding a rare treasure. His whole face was beaming, and the corners of his eyes were squeezed into chrysanthemums.
"Farewell, farewell - I will ask your majesty to use manpower to go to all parts of the world to plant three times the amount of rice. As soon as there is any news, I will inform you..."
Wang Zi’an:……
Looking at Wei Zheng who didn't take his anger seriously at all, his lips trembled, and finally he squeezed out one word from the root of his teeth with some resignation:
"roll!"
If I had known that you, an old boy, were so shameless and had the attributes of a dog-skin plaster, I would not have come after you even if I beat you to death.
But the good thing is, he's gone.
very nice!
Wang Zi'an suddenly felt that life was alive again, and the whole person belonged to him again.
He suddenly understood Li Shimin's feelings now.
It would be scary for anyone to be entangled with such an old thing.
But now I'm finally free.
As for the trial planting of Zhancheng rice, it was much simpler. Although he was nominally in charge, apart from going to have a look and give some guidance that day, he left it directly to Changsun Chong and Wei Shuyu.
Changsun Chong was directly appointed by Li Shimin. After all, he got the rice from Linyi, and he still held the position of Shaoqing of Sinong Temple. It was a bit immoral to throw him away because he was the right person.
Wei Shuyu probably stuffed it in by Wei Zheng himself.
After all, Wei Shuyu originally participated in recruit training with Xue Rengui, Li Chengqian and others in Beida Camp. It was obviously Wei Zheng's idea to come back to plant this.
After all, there is no better son than a father.
I know very well whether my son is destined to fight in the war. Even if he joins the army, he will probably be in a civilian position. Rather than hanging around in the army, he might as well come back and grow this Champa rice. Later he learns how to cultivate hybrid rice. , and you can also let him inherit his father's business as a son, which can be regarded as a way out.
Of course, Wang Zi'an didn't care about these. What he cared about was that he was finally free.
He waved his hands excitedly.
"Wang Meng, let's start walking in the opera house while listening to music——"
"Master, Master, let's go too..."
As soon as they went out, they saw Wang Xuance and Xi Junmai coming over pitifully.
Wang Zi'an glanced at them.
"Have you finished practicing today's kung fu?"
"Practice is over——"
"What about archery?"
"That's enough, a thousand arrows, one arrow is a lot..."
"That's alright—"
Master Wang, who was in a good mood today, waved his hand and gave these two miserable apprentices a half-day holiday.
Listen to music in the Liyuan!
I haven't been able to go for a few days. It is said that in the past few days, the old guy Lu Deming has found two young and beautiful girls from nowhere. Not only can they sing beautifully, but they are also very beautiful and handsome——
Ahem, wrong.
Let us reorganize our language so that those who are not serious will say that we are not serious.
The little girl is not only very pretty, she also sings beautifully!
Tsk, it’s spread all over Chang’an City.
Even "Datang Evening News" made a special report once. If Wei Zheng, a blind old guy, wasn't pestering him, he would have flown over long ago.
Therefore, when listening to the music today, Su Su and Xu'er did not bring anyone with them, but Wang Meng, the bright little steward, and two young apprentices with a fairly strict tone.
Who knows, people here haven't gone out yet.
They were blocked by Su Su and Wu Zetian.
Of course, Wang Zi'an now extremely suspected that Wu Zetian and Su Su had blocked him, but he had no evidence.
"Master, we also want to go—"
Wu Zetian hid behind Su Su and looked at him timidly.
Wang Zi’an:……
What else can be done?
let's go!
When Wang Meng walked out of the door and saw Wang Meng still following him, Wang Zi'an waved his hand in disgust.
"Okay, you don't have to follow-"
Even Su Su and Xu'er are following you, why are you still following me?
Listen to the song today!
That day, Wang Zi'an listened to a very simple song.
The little girl singing the song is indeed pretty and plump.
With a melodious Jiangnan accent, he swung his sleeves on the stage and sang, "To save Li Lang from his homeland, who would have expected that he would win the first prize on the imperial list, and he would wear a red robe and wear a palace flower in his hat? It's so fresh..."
Extraordinarily flavorful.
This old guy Lu Deming is really discerning!
Wang Zi'an secretly vomited, but his face was calm and he expressed his disappointment without any trace.
"I thought that Lu Deming had played another great role, but it turned out that it was nothing more than that. His singing was okay, but he looked a bit out of place and too tacky..."
Sure enough, the expressions on Su Su and Wu Zetian's faces became much more friendly.
I knew it!
Just when Wang Zi'an was feeling proud, he suddenly heard Xi Junmai's muffled voice.
"Master, no, I think that girl is pretty good-looking, and I don't see anything vulgar about it—"
Wang Zi’an:……
Feeling the murderous aura that suddenly appeared on the left and right, one large and one small, he suddenly wanted to lift up his big feet and kick this piece of shit out.
I’ve decided to arrange a long-distance running with heavy weights for him when I get back!
"That's because you have a problem with your own vision!"
Xi Junmai wanted to defend himself, but Wang Xuance, who was sitting beside him, gently tugged at the corner of his clothes. He turned around and saw his master's obviously unkind eyes. He immediately shuddered and quietly said the rest of his words. Swallowed it back.
It’s over!
He probably caused trouble again.
But why did I get into trouble? I didn’t say anything——
Xi Junmai felt very bitter inside, feeling that he had been wronged.
…
Although he was slightly regretful that he was not able to have a close communication with the new girl from Lu Family Liyuan, Wang Zi'an was still in a good mood.
After coming out of Lujia Liyuan, I took a few people for a walk around the West Market.
Compared with the East Market, the West Market does not have so many exquisite and high-end stores, but the three religions and nine streams gather together, and people come and go. There are street stalls and jugglers everywhere, making it a bit more crowded.
Wang Zi'an really likes it.
Especially in some wine bars run by people from the Western Regions, enthusiastic and unrestrained girls from the Western Regions will stand out from afar with their plump breasts and their delicate white arms stretched out to swagger towards you.
Tsk——
Of course, Hu Ji and other things are not important.
The important thing is that the wine here is unique, the original Datang version of Western Region red wine. Wang Zi'an will occasionally come over to take care of the business of these girls.
Not only did he like it, but many people in Chang'an also liked it, especially the literati.
Before Wang Zi'an led a few people through the door, the enthusiastic Hu Ji came to greet them.
"Sir, madam, please come inside -"
This Hu Ji has a sharp eye. When she saw Wang Zi'an with her female companion, although her eyes were a little too enthusiastic when looking at Wang Zi'an's handsome face, she didn't take the initiative to rub her breasts against her this time, which made Wang Zi'an secretly relax. Take a breath.
Although these wines from the Western Regions have been fermented, they are obviously not fully fermented, and the color of the wine is not clear. If you look carefully, there seems to be tiny residues floating around, which is obviously not as rich and clear as the fruit wine he brews at home.
However, even so, this brightly colored and slightly sweet drink quickly conquered the taste buds of Chang'an people. Not only men, but also many women came to drink it.
Therefore, it does not seem out of place for Su Su and Wu Zetian to sit and drink here.
It's just because she is so beautiful that people always come here to look at her secretly. Of course, many of them were looking at Wang Zi'an.
Prince An has long been accustomed to these things.
What's wrong with being too handsome?
You can't hide at home every day and don't dare to see people -
"Prince, you are here -"
When he learned that Wang Zi'an had arrived, the old shopkeeper Wang Dafu, who had a tall nose, deep eyes, slightly curly hair, and a round figure, quickly put down his work, nodded and hunched over, and came over in person to say hello to Wang Zi'an.
This guy's real name is not that, but after coming to the Central Plains, he admired the Central Plains culture and followed the trend and gave himself such a name that sounded very auspicious and festive.
As for why the surname is Wang?
Nothing else, just because there are more people with the surname Wang, and it sounds very majestic.
king--
In the Western Regions, only people with the highest status dare to use this word.
Wang Zi'an smiled and nodded, pointing to the empty seat next to Xi Junmai and signaling.
"sit--"
Wang Dafu apologized repeatedly before he sat down with his butt half crotched, and then gave Xi Junmai, who was sitting next to him, a greasy smile with a flattering look on his face.
Xi Junmai:......
He couldn't stand the fishy smell on this guy's body, so he frowned slightly and gave way to Wang Xuance.
Probably because he was used to being disliked by others, this guy actually bowed his hand to Xi Junmai apologetically. There was no trace of displeasure on his greasy face.
"How did you go about what I told you last time?"
Wang Zi'an swung the wine glass with interest and observed the bright red liquid inside.
