Chen Shuyi and Xiao Mohe were left to reminisce, and Yang Ming left the wine shop with Xu Jing.
They agreed to meet here in an hour.
So Yang Ming found another Orchid Wine Shop. He was really interested in this exotic place.
The standard of this wine shop is obviously higher, and the boss looks like a bastard.
The landlady's beauty was even more stunning. Her little leather skirt was tight and uneven. She was holding a wine flask like a clay pot in her hand and was refilling the wine for the guests.
After sitting down, the landlady came over charmingly and said in fluent Chinese:
"Young Master also drinks?"
Yang Ming smiled and said, "You can drink less."
"Okay, since you're young, I won't charge you for drinks."
With that said, the proprietress poured a glass of wine for each of Yang Ming and the others, and also called over an Orchid girl to add some food to Yang Ming and the others.
"Thank you, boss lady," Yang Ming said politely.
The landlady cast a charming look at Yang Ming, then swayed her slender waist and went elsewhere.
Yang Ming looked down at the wine glass on the table. Look at this glass, it's big and round.
Most of the drinks sold here are made from grapes, that is, wine.
The Sui Dynasty has not yet mastered the wine-making process, so the wine you drink in Daxing is all from the Western Regions.
As for food, they are all dried fruits, which taste very good.
Taking a sip of the wine, Yang Ming nodded, it was okay, not too astringent.
Looking around the shop, Yang Ming found that most of the customers here were Han Chinese, and most of them were young people.
In the Sui Dynasty, it was very easy to see whether a person's background was good or not.
First of all, look at the clothes. Damask, silk, and brocade are silk fabrics. The clothes are made of these materials, and they are of good origin.
Common people's clothes are all made of linen, and they come in different grades: hemp cloth, linen cloth, muslin cloth, linen cloth, and hemp cloth.
Yang Ming didn't understand this, but he could distinguish silk from hemp.
Most of the young people in the wine shop are wearing silk fabrics, which shows that they are all young men from big families.
Hu Nu is an open-minded person. If someone slaps her on the butt while walking down the aisle, she will not only not get angry, but will even stop to flirt with you.
This phenomenon does not exist among Han women. According to Sui Dynasty laws, this is considered molesting civilian women. If it is serious, it will be punished.
So Yang Ming feels that the reason why these young people like to come here is more because they can do things that cannot be done elsewhere.
In the barbarian wine shop, there is no such thing as dissoluteness, it is called boldness.
A crisp sound of "pop",
At a wine table not far from Yang Ming, a young man playfully slapped the buttocks of a passing Orchid girl. Then, the Orchid girl smiled coquettishly, turned around, and sat directly on the young man's lap. , the jug was raised, and the wine was poured into the open mouth of the young man below.
"Brother Xuanling is such a noble man..." Someone at the next table clapped and booed.
Yang Ming was stunned, and his eyes fell involuntarily on the young man holding the Orchid girl in his arms.
He has a plain appearance, with a long face and a big nose, a broad and bright forehead, and a small mustache.
Could this guy be Fang Xuanling?
It seems that this person should be around 20 years old, which is roughly the same age as Fang Xuanling recorded in history books.
No, isn't this guy a local official? Why did he appear in Daxing?
Fang Xuanling raised his neck and drank the entire bottle of wine. He smiled and shook his shoulders. The Hu Ji girl stood up, turned around beautifully, and carried the wine bottle to the counter.
have to! Another pot of wine money.
"Brother, my husband would like to ask you to talk to me. I wonder if you can do me a favor?"
Under Yang Ming's instruction, Xu Jing came to invite Fang Xuanling. The latter was stunned at first, then looked at the wine table in front of Yang Ming and said with a smile:
"You can't treat me without wine,"
Yang Ming smiled, and then waved to an Orchid girl, gesturing for more wine.
Waiting until two bottles of wine were placed on the table, Fang Xuanling smiled and nodded, then moved over with the futon under her buttocks.
"What's your surname, young man?" Fang Xuanling asked, smelling of alcohol.
Yang Ming smiled and said: "My surname is Yang."
Fang Xuanling was stunned: "Clan?"
Yang Ming nodded.
Fang Xuanling chuckled: "You come to a place like this at such a young age, be careful if your elders find out and punish you."
Yang Ming asked, "Aren't you afraid of punishment at home?"
"Hey, my home is in the east of the city, and this is the west of the city. My family won't know," Fang Xuanling said.
Yang Ming couldn't help being surprised: "Someone called out your name just now, aren't you afraid that he will spread it to you?"
Fang Xuanling shook his head: "We are all in the same boat. If he dares to expose me, isn't he afraid that I will expose him?"
"That makes sense," Yang Ming asked, "Brother, what is your surname?"
Fang Xuanling said cheerfully: "My surname is Fang, my given name is Qiao, my given name is Xuanling, I am from Qizhou (Shandong)."
Okay, this guy is really Fang Xuanling...
It had to be said that Yang Ming was quite surprised to meet this famous figure in the history books here, so he couldn't help but look at him carefully.
Tsk tsk...a very ordinary person.
Yang Ming will not have any intention of recruiting him because of his future achievements.
In fact, Fang Xuanling's achievements largely depend on Li Shimin.
Times make heroes. If Fang Xuanling did not follow Li Shimin but Dou Jiande, then he would not have achieved much.
It can be seen that if you follow the right person, your life will be more than half successful.
So he invited the other party to Xiao Xu purely out of curiosity and had no other ideas.
"Brother Xuanling's name is very familiar..." As he said this, Yang Ming pretended to think hard for a while, then patted his forehead and said, "But the Jinshi recommended by Qizhou in the eighteenth year of the founding of the emperor?"
"You know this as well?"
Fang Xuanling looked at the other party suspiciously, thinking that this guy's background was not simple.
Because he is from Shandong, the hometown of the Northern Qi Dynasty. If a Shandong person wins the Jinshi, no one in Guanzhong will take it seriously, especially the clan.
You must know that 80% of the officials in the Sui Dynasty came from Guanzhong nobles, and local officials accounted for 50%.
He was a Jinshi who was born in Qizhou, and his official career was not that bright. Even if he was a prefect of a county, his ancestral graves would be like smoke.
What's more, Fang Xuanling's father, Fang Yanqian, was still serving in the Ministry of Civil Affairs at the beginning of the emperor's reign. However, he accidentally offended King Yang Xiong of Guangping and was directly demoted to a county magistrate.
His father is a county magistrate, so what if he is a Jinshi?
"Of course I know," Yang Ming said with a smile: "I also know that Brother Xuanling was a county captain in Xi (xi) City (today's Fenyang, Shanxi). How could he appear in Daxing now?"
Fang Xuanling suddenly sobered up and looked at Yang Ming with a frown.
How come this guy knows my details so well? What is his background?
Yang Ming saw that the other party was wary, smiled and waved his hand:
"Brother Xuanling, you don't need to think too much. My grandfather also serves in the Ministry of Civil Affairs and was a colleague of your father, so I heard him mention you before."
"Who is your grandpa?" Fang Xuanling asked curiously.
Yang Ming shook his head: "It's not convenient to say."
Ha...you know my background, I don't know yours. I can't drink this wine.
"Farewell!"
Fang Xuanling cupped her hands towards Yang Ming, stood up and left.
Until he left the wine shop, the other party didn't try to persuade him to stay. Fang Xuanling stood still and thought for a moment, then shook his head and walked into the night market crowd...
