Banquets in the East Yue Kingdom are naturally divided into separate meals. As the chief envoy, Tang Ping sat first, followed by deputy envoy Yao Yuanzhi. The remaining convenience store staff were all here to make soy sauce, so it didn’t matter how they sat. .
Tang Ping asked Xiao Luo to sit next to Yao Yuanzhi. What he said at first was not false. If he saw a dish that interested him, he could just tell Xiao Luo and let her learn how to cook it.
It has to be said that Dongyue people are quite good at eating. At least the food is better than those high-end restaurants in Chang'an City.
The reason may be that Dongyue is located in the south of the Yangtze River and is adjacent to the East China Sea, so it is rich in products.
Moreover, Tang Ping could clearly feel that the officials and even the people of Dongyue knew how to enjoy themselves better, and were more sophisticated than those in the Tang Dynasty, from food and accommodation to clothing.
On the other hand, the Tang Dynasty at this time was located in a place where there were four wars, but the supplies were not particularly rich, and there were potential enemies on all sides.
Datang officials worked harder to govern, and most of the state's expenditures were spent on strengthening the army. Otherwise, there would not have been a situation where top second-generation Datang officials like Cheng Chumo and Du He would often have cleaner pockets than their faces.
What was served now was a bowl of soup. Tang Ping tasted it and found it to be extremely delicious. The aroma of this ingredient cannot be brought out by seasonings.
Curious, Yao Yuanzhi asked from behind: "Xiao Luo, Xiao Luo, what is this soup? Can you taste it?"
Xiao Luo carefully scooped some with a spoon and put it into her cherry mouth to taste, then nodded and said: "I heard the waiter who served the dish just now said that this dish is called milk-stuffed fish. I tasted it and it should be... The fish is first marinated in cheese and then boiled into soup, so the soup is as white as milk."
Tang Ping gave Xiaoluo a thumbs up: "Yes, I've written it down. Let's try it ourselves when we get home."
He was not unfamiliar with any of the beef or mutton at this banquet. Those things may not be as delicious as Xiao Luo's, but he was very satisfied with the stuffed fish.
He didn't know that it was quite unreasonable for him to talk to Xiao Luo through Yao Yuanzhi like this. Prince Zheng, who was sitting opposite him, looked at him with a bad expression.
Suddenly he shouted: "Master Tang from Tang Kingdom!"
"Hmm, huh?" Tang Ping saw the newly served golden clams, which are sashimi, and was about to show off to Xiao Luo that he had eaten this dish, when he was suddenly called out by King Zheng, and he was a little unresponsive.
"Your Highness Prince Zheng, what's the matter?"
"Today we, Dongyue and Datang, are having a banquet here, so naturally we should drink a few more drinks, but just drinking would be a bit less interesting. How about we make a drinking order?"
"A drinking order?" Tang Ping was stunned for a moment, then asked: "How to do a drinking order?"
"Today we have East Vietnam in the east and you Tang Dynasty in the west. How about we take turns to write poems on topics? The person who writes first can pick a person from the opposite side to challenge. Whoever does better will naturally be the winner, and the loser will have a drink. alright."
After hearing this, Tang Ping subconsciously looked to his right. There should be nothing wrong with the first Yao Yuanzhi, as he usually felt that his literary talent was very good.
But Xiao Luo in the back probably has stretched her hips. Well, Lu Yi seems to be a talented woman too, but Lao Cui and Lao Du...
Although I have a poet named Li Bai here, how old is he? Although I usually read a lot, writing poetry...
Look at the opposite side again. King Zheng doesn’t know, but the others are officials from Honglu Temple. They are either the ones who got ahead in the imperial examinations like Mr. Liu, or they are the children of officials from East Vietnam. They can’t write famous works, but they drink. It shouldn't be difficult for them to recite a few lines of poetry while doing it.
Isn't this just bullying?
Tang Ping was about to refuse, but Yao Yuanzhi gently pulled his sleeve and said softly: "Master Tang, you cannot refuse, it is not in line with etiquette."
Tang Ping glanced at him and then at King Zheng across from him. Well, this was obviously looking for trouble.
He is used to being around others, and he never likes to cause trouble, but when trouble does happen, he is not afraid of trouble: "You come up with the topic, this poem can be written for you, and you can find someone to drink this wine for you, no problem, right?" "
"Okay!" Prince Zheng on the opposite side agreed simply and immediately. In his opinion, Datang had only Yao Yuanzhi and Tang Ping, an ignorant person, but Tang Ping gave him the impression that he was glib and might not have any literary talent. .
So what if Yao Yuanzhi does it all? Could he alone be able to defeat so many people in Dongyue Honglu Temple? You must know that Honglu Temple, as the department responsible for external affairs, is not very good at handling other government affairs, but these people really have a way of reciting poems and writing poems.
So King Zheng looked at the minister of Honglu Temple next to him and said, "Shall Master Min come up with the question?"
Master Min, the minister of Honglu Temple, is feeling depressed.
King Zheng himself proposed to attend this banquet, and he didn't think much about it. This was Wang Xuanying's favorite son, so he naturally agreed, but he never expected that he would be so aggressive.
People like Lao Cui and Lao Du on the opposite side look like tough soldiers in the army. You ask them to go off to sumo wrestling, but they are good at sumo wrestling. It's really embarrassing to ask them to recite poems and compete with each other.
But King Zheng spoke, and the other party agreed, so now he had to bite the bullet and ask the question.
Moreover, he couldn't make the question too difficult, and secondly, he couldn't make people think that it was a question that had been thought of in advance. So after looking at the people in the Tang Dynasty, he said: "This girl has a lot of embroidery on her body." Plum blossoms, why not take plum blossoms as the theme?"
He was talking about Xiao Luo, whose light yellow dress was embroidered with bunches of plum blossoms. He also used this to show that the topic was indeed his own.
"Plum blossoms?" Tang Ping thought for a while and nodded: "Am I the first one to do it?"
"Master Tang, please!"
"Wearing this body in the ice and snow forest is not like peaches and plums mixed with fragrant dust. Suddenly, the fragrance spreads all night long, spreading like spring throughout the universe."
The Hall of Prayer suddenly became quiet, and everyone looked at Tang Ping.
"What's wrong? Don't you mean writing poetry?" Tang Ping muttered strangely. This poem was written by Wang Mian, a poet from the Yuan Dynasty. It couldn't have appeared in the Tang Dynasty, right? If it is true, it means that there is more than one time traveler in this world.
He looked at the Dongyue Honglu Monastery across from him and all had strange expressions on his face, so he had to say: "Isn't it possible to do seven words? Then I'll change it to one: There are a few plum blossoms in the corner, and Ling Han is blooming alone. I know it's not snow, Because there is a secret fragrance coming."
As a result, everyone at Dongyue Honglu Temple across the way turned a little red.
Only then did Tang Ping feel that something was wrong and asked Yao Yuanzhi gently: "What's wrong?"
"Mr. Tang, did you just write these two poems just now?" Yao Yuanzhi also looked at him in shock.
"No! It was written long ago!"
Tang Ping didn't lie either. One piece by Wang Mian of the Yuan Dynasty and one by Wang Anshi of the Song Dynasty were already written for him.
