Chapter 33: The Relationship Between Pigs and Wine
The girls in Chang'an Pingkangfang even began to spend money on poetry.
For them, a girl who can write poetry can better help them attract customers.
Hundreds of poems, even if you have to memorize them all, you can't memorize them all for a while.
All the people who have a little money on the streets of Chang'an will hold a booklet in their hands when they walk on the street.
The booklet contains poems copied from the city walls, and when I meet the girl I like, I read them.
It's like being in a place where food is scarce and suddenly a wet market appears.
And the vegetables in this vegetable market are placed there, and all of them are of good quality.
Datang is not without poetry and songs
It's just that people who can be regarded as amazing talents and can shock the world, and there are not so many poems.
And now, the walls of Chang'an are full of poems that shocked the four and were enough to last for centuries.
One day and one night, all the writers in Chang'an were silent.
For Chang'an, this is a grand occasion.
This is like the end of a scholar for a scholar in Chang'an.
You can't find good enough words to compose poetry.
All the readers lamented that they and Li Zheng were living in the same era.
Who else dares to write poetry, even if you want to write poetry, you have to look up to see if there is a better one on the city wall than you.
Writing poetry requires artistic conception, and under the same artistic conception of the same poetry, if Li Zheng's poetry is better than yours, your poetry is worthless.
Looking at hundreds of poems, more readers saw despair in their eyes.
"I have no intention of fighting for spring, and I am jealous."
This poem made all those who had spread the rumor of Li Zheng blush.
Jingyang Medical Center
Li Tai hurriedly came here and looked at the outside of the medical hall full of people, and took a closer look at Cheng Chumo who was also here.
"Chu Mo, why are you here?"
"I'm looking for Li Zheng to get something, and this kid is still writing poems in it."
Li Tai stood outside the medical hall and waited, not knowing how long Li Zheng would have to write, and the rumors who wanted to tell him about Chang'an had stopped.
Li Zheng wrote one night and one night, and finally copied a book of 300 Tang poems and a complete collection of Song Ci.
"I'm exhausted."
Li Zheng stretched his waist and handed the last word "Yulou Chun" to Li Yifu.
Seeing Li Zheng put down his pen, Li Yifu asked, "Is it over?" ”
"It's over, I'm exhausted." Li Zheng stretched his wrists.
"Okay, I'll go and let someone send it to Chang'an, and Jingyang will rest early."
Li Zheng walked out of the hospital hall and came into the sun.
Under the ghostly gaze of the villagers, take a deep breath of fresh air.
Then exhale a breath of turbidity.
After a while, I felt much more refreshed.
"Why are you looking at me like that?"
Li Zheng looked at the crowded villagers outside the door.
The villagers then left in twos and threes.
Walking out of the medical hall, Li Zheng saw Li Tai and Cheng Chumo.
"Why are you two here?"
"Li Zheng, you really ......" Li Tai wanted to describe something, but at the moment he felt that he didn't read enough books.
Cheng Chumo grabbed Li Zheng's shoulder, his big eyes were red and he said, "I haven't drunk well for several days." ”
Li Zheng struggled: "You let go of me first." ”
Cheng Chumo said with some confusion: "Does Li Zheng know that feeling? It's that after you drink a good wine, any other wine you drink is horse urine. ”
"Can you speak well?" Li Zheng broke free of Cheng Chumo's hands, asked Li Tai on the side and whispered, "His Royal Highness King Wei, he ......"
Li Tai: "What's wrong?" ”
Pulling Li Tai to the side, with his back to Cheng Chumo, Li Zheng said, "How long has he been in this situation?" ”
Li Tai also glanced back at Cheng Chumo and said, "It's not helped, is it?" ”
"Probably."
Li Zheng nodded thoughtfully.
The two of them sighed at the same time.
Li Tai then remembered and said: "By the way, your kid is also a poet saint in Chang'an now, and your rumors have stopped, and now whoever dares to say that your rumors will never spare him." ”
Li Zheng hurriedly said, "Thank you His Royal Highness King Wei for taking care of you." ”
Li Tai nodded slightly, "Yes, what kind of friendship do we have." ”
Looking at Cheng Chumo again, Li Zheng asked, "Are you okay?" ”
Cheng Chu was stunned in place, "Li Zheng, did you give me any wine last time, it was the wine that could make me drunk." ”
Li Zheng hurriedly took a few steps back, "I am a little scared if you can not talk like a ghost." ”
"You know what? I can't drink anything these days, you know the pain? ”
In fact, the medical alcohol mixed with water that Cheng Chumo drank last time, this kind of thing can't be drunk, what if you give Cheng Chumo a drink again and make people stupid.
"Spirits are not easy to make, you drank all that I have left, and now I don't have any."
Cheng Chumo was very disappointed.
"But it's not impossible." Li Zheng said.
Datang does not have spirits, which is a business opportunity.
Seeing Cheng Chumo glaring at him with wide eyes, Li Zheng said: "First of all, my lack of money is a problem. ”
Cheng Chumo readily agreed: "I'll come out!" ”
"At least 5,000."
"No problem."
Li Zheng continued: "Secondly, I want wine, the wine you drink on weekdays, it is best to age. ”
"As long as you can make spirits, I'll give you whatever you want." Cheng Chumo said.
"Then let's have a fifty-pound aging first."
"Hold me."
"I also want thirty pigs, preferably male and female."
"Good!" Cheng Chumo readily agreed, but it was wrong to think about it carefully, "What does pig have to do with wine?" ”
"Do you still want spirits?"
"Yes!" Cheng Chumo nodded vigorously.
"Then don't have so much nonsense, then I want to bring all the things, and in half a month, I will give you spirits."
"Good!" Cheng Chumo nodded and left to prepare things.
Li Tai looked at Li Zheng suspiciously.
"What's wrong?"
Realizing Li Tai's gaze, Li Zheng asked.
"What the hell do pigs have to do with wine?" Li Tai asked.
"Actually...... It doesn't matter, the main thing is that I want to raise pigs in the village, for the sake of the balance of the diet of the people in the village. ”
"I knew it."
Li Tai affirmed what he was thinking.
Although pork is cheap meat, except for the powerful who don't eat it, the people still eat it secretly.
It is not easy for ordinary people to eat a meal of meat, and if they do, they will secretly buy some cheap pork.
"Is there anything else you can do?"
Li Tai sighed and said: "Li Zheng, there has been an incident in the DPRK recently, and it seems that there will be a locust plague in Taiyuan again. ”
"That's your court's business, and besides, I can only write some poems, and I really can't govern state affairs."
Knowing that this guy would say this, Li Tai looked at his calm appearance, and even picked at the mud between his fingernails.
"That's right, even if you know how to write poetry and songs, if you can even govern state affairs, the men in Chang'an won't be alive, I'm embarrassed to be brothers with you."