"Master..."
When I woke up from a dream, there was still the sound of wind and snow outside the window.
When he looked down, there were two simple brocade bags on the table by the window. Li Xiuyuan grinned and thought, "It's okay, you know that this disciple is penniless, and it's hard to move at the moment."
If he hadn't met Zhang Liang, he and Xiao Hei would have had no choice but to sneak out of the city and live a savage life.
One of the brocade bags was empty, with only ten gold coins in it. I thought it was a gift for Xiao Hei. After all, he couldn't guarantee that the two of them would be together all the time.
He also needs a small space container.
Looking at another one, he couldn't help but laugh. The sword of reincarnation was not there, and the wooden bow was taken out for him, but the ancient guqin was there, as well as some hundred-year-old elixir and gold coins.
Even the apricot flower wine brewed on Tianshan Mountain is there, not to mention the spring apricot brewed with honey.
With these koji for brewing, he doesn’t have to rush to the market pavilion to find the koji. Otherwise, how will he make wine?
There are also many daily necessities such as pens, inks, papers and inkstones, clothes and shoes, except for the spiritual stones. The swords are probably also stored in the jade plate space by the master.
Taking a deep breath, Li Xiuyuan stretched his arms: "Fortunately, it's just a different world."
No. 47 is located in a secluded area, not close to Jinguanfang or the city pavilion.
There were not many pedestrians on the street early in the morning. Today, he had to set up a shed and set up a stove. Li Xiuyuan was not in a hurry to make wine.
When he got up early, he made a pot of porridge and lit a charcoal fire in the hall. What he held in his hand was a volume of the Book of Songs.
Is it the same style as the poems he saw in Mr.'s bookstore before? He probably has to study hard like Xiao Hei.
After breakfast, Zhang Liang had not come with the craftsman yet.
Xiao Hei sat at the table in the living room and frowned, holding a pen like a knife.
Back then in Shenlong Valley, Long Qingfeng only taught him to read a few books, but did not catch him learning to write.
Later, after Li Xiuyuan met Xiao Hei, the two of them never calmed down, and now the matter fell back on him as the older brother.
Fortunately, Zhang Liang hasn't found an academy for Xiao Hei yet, so Li Xiuyuan is not in a hurry.
I just took a roll of bamboo slips and asked him to write accordingly.
As long as he enters the academy, there will naturally be a teacher to teach Xiao Hei how to learn Da Qin script. As for Da Tang's small regular script, we will talk about it later. The two of them have plenty of time.
"Brother, what Xiao Hei is holding is like a big mountain, I can't lift it!"
After being honest for half an hour, Xiao Hei couldn't sit still anymore, looked up at Li Xiuyuan and started shouting.
Sighing, Li Xiuyuan said with a smile: "Come here and have a cup of tea. Your brother Zhang Liang will bring people over to build a shed soon. We will start making wine in a few days."
Putting his pen and inkstone on the table, Xiao Hei thought for a moment and said, "Should Xiao Hei still go to the academy with Brother Zhang Liang to study with Mr. Zhang?"
"Yes!"
Li Xiuyuan looked at him and said quietly: "You must study the poetry and writing here carefully. In the spring, I will teach you how to practice swordsmanship."
Xiao Hei was stunned, thought for a while and replied: "It seems that the master taught me and Xiao Bai in the Dragon Valley."
Li Xiuyuan then thought, this guy must also have learned the Shenlong Sword Technique.
Just thinking about it, now that both of them are no longer divine dragons, I am afraid that the divine dragon swordsmanship can only be learned as a show.
After thinking about it, Li Xiuyuan smiled bitterly and said, "Why don't you practice Zhanxue with me? I'm afraid we both won't be able to learn the Shenlong Sword Technique. I'll ask my master again next time I see him."
Xiao Hei laughed when he heard it and took a sip of tea from the cup.
Immediately he screamed, and Li Xiuyuan reached out and covered his mouth: "This is our secret, don't tell it."
After speaking, he took out a brocade bag and gave instructions carefully in his ear.
Xiao Hei nodded: "Xiao Hei knows that Xiao Hei and his brother will no longer be dragons in the future. Now Xiao Hei is the unique Lord Golden Crow in the world."
Li Xiuyuan shook his head and said calmly: "If you are unwilling to endure hardship, you will be a crow for the rest of your life."
...
Not long after, Zhang Liang and the craftsmen he hired began to hammer in the backyard, building a shed and a stove at the same time.
"Are you going to teach Xiao Hei how to write now?" Zhang Liang was surprised when he looked at the bamboo slips on the table. Didn't he think that he wanted to find an academy to learn from his teacher?
Listening to the tinkling sound, Li Xiuyuan replied: "Since I have begun to read, it is better to start copying now, so that I can avoid causing trouble to my husband when I go to the academy."
Zhang Liang was too lazy to pay attention to him and waved a few bunches of candied haws to Xiao Hei.
Xiao Hei was stunned and quickly put down Haori's tea cup, took it and licked the candied haws, then narrowed his eyes.
He had never eaten such good food in the Five Regions, because when it snowed, he was already accompanying his brother on Tianshan Mountain.
Li Xiuyuan looked at Xiao Hei, whose eyes were rolling, and sighed: "Take a rest and continue writing."
Xiao Hei nodded. After playing for so many years, it was his turn to suffer. Otherwise, he would have to be scolded when he saw the old monk next time.
Zhang Liang handed their identity plates and household registration certificates to Li Xiuyuan.
Li Xiuyuan sighed and said quietly: "I spent a lot of money on you, and I have to pay you back slowly." After that, he handed Xiao Hei's nameplate to him.
Xiao Hei took it and looked at it again and again, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, brother, you can't throw it away."
Li Xiuyuan saw Zhang Liang frowning and thought he was still thinking about Miss Xiangfu, so he didn't know how to comfort him.
After thinking about it, I had to boil the fire and boil the water first.
It wasn't until the tea was changed that Li Xiuyuan asked: "There is no rush to open the shop. Since Xiaohei and I have a place to stay, we can brew the wine first and wait until you complete the formalities."
Although he was no longer short of money, he did not dare to take it out and return it to Zhang Liang all at once, as that would frighten him.
Zhang Liang was stunned for a moment, and then replied: "These are just small coins. I was thinking about whether to go back to the Master to practice after spring."
Li Xiuyuan was stunned and blurted out: "So you already have a teacher?"
Zhang Liang chuckled and said: "There are many academies in the Imperial City, and I have been following the master to learn the six arts of etiquette, music, archery, charioteering, calligraphy, and mathematics. It's just that I want to become a practitioner..."
Li Xiuyuan finally allowed Xiao Hei to receive a formal education, instead of just going to school for a few years and then following his husband to Tianshan like he did.
"So, please help me buy two sets of "Poetry", "Book", "Ritual", "Music", "Yi", "Spring and Autumn" and other books. I will give you the cost."
Li Xiuyuan wanted to see the difference between the three hundred real poems and those written by Mr. Shushan.
On the one hand, it will give Xiao Hei knowledge, and on the other hand, he can read it carefully in his spare time. Now that he is here, he cannot go back in vain.
I have to learn something and bring some knowledge to my sister and others at the foot of Mount Xumi.
Zhang Liang put down the tea cup in his hand and said with a smile: "I will ask the waiter to bring it to you in the next two days." After saying that, he stood up to see the craftsmen working in the wind and snow, and sighed.
He shouted loudly: "Sorry for causing trouble to you, I will make wine here another day, and I will leave a few jars for you then."
When the busy craftsman heard this, he immediately laughed and replied: "Thank you, sir."
Xiao Hei was so happy after eating a few candied haws, and said with a smile: "Brother, do you want to brew some spiritual wine so that Brother Zhang Liang can also practice?"
Li Xiuyuan smiled lightly and said: "He, this will happen sooner or later."
Xiao Hei thought for a while and asked nervously: "Brother, do you want to send Xiao Hei to school with brother Zhang Liang?"
Li Xiu lost his energy and said seriously: "If you don't study hard, how will you meet the old monk in the future? Be careful, the master will dislike you."
Zhang Liang, who walked into the living room, looked at Xiao Hei's uncomfortable look and said with a smile, "Don't be afraid. You can follow me to see the Master. You won't be tired from studying."
Li Xiuyuan shook his head, looked at the two of them and said, "From now on, you can teach Xiao Hei how to read, and I will consider teaching you how to practice!"
Zhang Liang was so excited that he couldn't help but slap the table: "This...if you can do anything to me, you will be my big brother."
Xiao Hei shook his head, looked at him with disgust and said, "Brother, isn't Brother Zhang Liang a little stupid?"
...
Sitting alone in the small courtyard, looking at the ancient tree in front of him, Li Xiuyuan was transported back to the wild Ding'an City, except that there was a laurel tree in the backyard.
Looking at the bamboo slip in his hand quietly, he couldn't help but reach out and start tracing.
Unexpectedly, this seemingly simple text was not as simple to write as I thought. No wonder Xiao Hei said that his pen felt like a mountain.
So he couldn't help but lay down ink and paper, and wrote his first calligraphy in the Imperial City of Qin.
The wind rustles and the water becomes cold, and the strong man once gone will never return.
Thinking of the man in gray lying dead on the street that day, he sighed softly, stretched out his hand and threw the words he had just written into the brazier, turning them into ashes.
If such words spread, I'm afraid the government will have to put him in jail on an unfounded charge.
My heart moved slightly. Like Xiao Hei, I had to learn the Xiaozhuan script of Da Qin!
I have a garden full of snow and wind waiting for spring. My only regret is that all the romance here has nothing to do with me. I have changed from the protagonist in the story to a passerby.
The stove on the table is burning quietly, and a pot of tea has its own fragrance overflowing. This is the spring tea he grew in the Tianshan Mountains of the Five Regions. It has a different taste than the tea in the Imperial City.
If your heart is like a lake, you can wave your hair, and if you feel like it, you can dance your sword.
I have a Shura sword, which I used to kill monsters in the prehistoric world and the geniuses in the world of heavens. But when I came here, the old Taoist priest hid his sword.
In the following years, he could only indulge in writing and ink, and at most he could hold a wooden sword and cut the snow in the wind.
Xiao Hei held his pen like a mountain, and Li Xiuyuan began to brew wine in the small courtyard. He wanted to taste whether the wine brewed by Da Qin would have the taste of the wild Ding'an City.
Zhang Liang sent him all the items he needed, and he also bought dozens of large vats.
He asked Zhang Liang to buy fifty large water tanks for him, determined to make enough water in winter and spring.
Xiao Hei occasionally came over to help, but Zhang Liang was the most diligent. He didn't know whether he was serious about learning how to make wine or just couldn't wait to drink a bowl of newly brewed black bean wine.
Li Xiuyuan also asked Zhang Liang to buy some corn and sorghum, saying that he would keep the wine for himself and not sell it.
Zhang Liangyi heard that it was good, after all, he had nothing to do with brewing and drinking. Occasionally, Xiaohei worked hard to make tea and chat with him, which made Li Xiuyuan feel that he was not alone.
I thought that no matter how small the store is, it must have a sign.
The craftsman took a piece of iron wood leftover from decoration, brandished an inscription with a knife, and then put a flame through it, giving the newly made sign the flavor of a century-old store.
The moment the sign was put up, the storm was at its strongest.
But there are two words hanging on the door of No. 47 that do not match the artistic conception: "Come here at your leisure."
Facing the wind and snow in the sky, Li Xiuyuan murmured to himself: "If you take a leisurely walk in the world, you will cross the stars. If you take a leisurely time and drink a bowl of wine, you will look down on the world."
The wine rack in the store is still empty, but two small seals written by myself have been hung on the opposite wall. Although it looks awkward, it finally has a scholarly feel.
The counter had already been made and was made of the best iron wood. There were just a few wine jars placed under the counter, but not a vat of wine on the counter.
In order to avoid suspicion, he decided not to sell the whole bottle of wine at first, but only sell it for two cents a bowl, so you can drink it as you like.
After a quick lunch, Xiao Hei ran inside and got into bed to take a nap.
Not half past time, when Li Xiuyuan closed his eyes and fell asleep, Zhang Liang walked in, looked at him and said with a smile: "Brother, your sign is interesting!"
"Taste the taste of this tea!" Li Xiuyuan ignored him, put the tea into the pot, and poured boiling water into the pot with a wave of his hand.
Zhang Liang thought for a while and asked, "What do you mean by your free time?"
