"Hmm~! The old man also agreed, how about it~? Boy, don't you feel honored~? You must know that over the years, many people have wanted to invite the old man out of the mountain, but the old man has refused~! ”

Seeing that Li Zexuan and Yan Silu were chatting "hotly", Wang Ji next to him felt that he was "left out", so he interjected a little unwillingly.

Li Zexuan almost spit out a mouthful of old blood, sure enough, some people are not good-looking, when he saw Wang Ji for the first time, he thought that this old man was a master of the world, but now...... Let's not talk about it.

"Mr. Wang also agreed~? That's so great~! It is an honor for the kid to invite two gentlemen, and it is an honor for thousands of students of Yanhuang Academy~! ”

Li Zexuan is still quite polite and a good young man, he didn't slap Wang Ji's face, but made a happy expression and cooperated.

"Hmm~!"

Sure enough, Wang Ji stroked his beard with great relief, with a look that you kid has a vision, and Li Zexuan's hands were a little itchy.

"Oh~! That's right~! The old man is not so easy to invite, if you want the old man to help you teach the students, you have to agree to a condition~! ”

Wang Ji touched his beard for a while, and suddenly said with a straight face.

Li Zexuan's cheeks twitched slightly, he restrained his emotions for a moment, and said, "What conditions~?" Sir, even if you say it~! ”

But he secretly said in his heart: When did a gift have so many things~? This old man is unconscious~!

Li Gang and Yan Shilu immediately cast a contemptuous look, Wang Ji's old face turned red, and he hurriedly coughed twice to hide his embarrassment, but he still insisted: "Ahem~!" Boy, the old man went to your academy to teach, can you have a good wine to entertain~? Well~! Just this kind of gentle township~! How about five buckets a month~? ”

Five buckets per month~?

Li Zexuan almost fell to the ground when he heard this, what is the concept of Wudou~? One bucket in the Tang Dynasty is about 6,000 milliliters in modern times, almost twelve catties, five buckets are sixty catties, and he drinks sixty catties of wine a month.

Besides, according to the current market price of two per liter of Gentle Township, these five buckets of Gentle Township are one hundred, one hundred times~! Although he Li Zexuan is not short of this money, the ordinary salary of the teachers of Yanhuang Academy is there (the previous salary was set at 10 yuan per month for teaching assistants in Yanhuang Academy, 20 yuan per month for lecturers, 50 yuan per month for associate professors, 100 yuan for professors per month, and a new-style mansion for Yanhuang Academy), Wang Ji drank a month's salary for a professor with a moonlight drink.........

"Wang Wugong, Wang Wugong, you old horseman really think you are Mr. Wudou~? Open your mouth and ask for five buckets of wine~? ”

Yan Silu is a native of Chang'an, and he is very clear about the current market in Gentle Township, and after hearing Wang Ji's request, he said with some dissatisfaction.

Speaking of Wang Ji's title of Mr. Wudou, it can be regarded as having a great history.

First of all, Wang Ji himself is not as unbearable as Li Zexuan thought, and someone treats it as a gift, which is really a bit "ignorant of goods". In fact, Wang Ji is still very talented.

In the twentieth year of Emperor Kaihuang of the Sui Dynasty, Wang Ji, who was only fifteen years old, traveled to Chang'an, Kyoto, and met with Yang Su, the minister of power leaning towards the government and the opposition, and was called "the prodigy fairy" by the ministers present. In the first year of the Great Cause (605), he should be filial piety and honesty, and he was awarded the secretary orthography.

But this thing is smart, but it's lazy, and it's also a drunk~! At first, because of his simple and arrogant nature, he was unwilling to serve in the court, so he was reappointed as the Cheng of Liuhe County, Yangzhou. But because of alcoholism, he was impeached and dismissed. In fact, he didn't value his official position, so he sighed: "The snares are in the sky, and I will be safe." At this time, there was a great chaos at the end of the Sui Dynasty, and he and the hermit Zhong's eldest son Guang drank and wrote poems together, raising birds and having fun!

In the eighth year of Tang Wude, the imperial court recruited officials from the previous dynasty, and Wang Ji was the original official to be in the province of Zhaomen. According to the provincial regulations, three liters of good wine are given every day. His brother Wang Jing asked: "Are you happy to wait for the edict?" He replied, "When the edict is low and lonely, only three liters of good wine make people nostalgic." "When Uncle Chen heard it, he was added from three liters to one bucket, and he was called "Bachelor of Fighting Wine"!

At the end of the ninth year of Wude, Li Er's brother imprisoned his father, coup d'état, Wang Ji was recruited by the imperial court again, and was appointed as a division.

At that time, the official department should be the eldest grandson Wuji, and when the old fox heard Wang Ji's strange request, his old face suddenly darkened, and then he refuted it on the grounds that he was not up to grade.

(Yousi is from the fourth grade, and Taile Cheng is from the eighth grade...... I have to say, this thing can really do anything in order to drink)

Wang Ji did not give up after receiving the approval of the eldest grandson Wuji, and sent an application to the eldest grandson Wuji over and over again, indicating that he had to go to the Taile Department, at first the eldest grandson Wuji did not take it to heart, but he couldn't bear the harassment of this goods day by letter, and finally appointed him according to the request of this goods.

Of course, Wang Ji was overjoyed to receive the appointment, and felt that he could drink enough wine every day this time, but the good times did not last long, and at the beginning of the first year of Zhenguan, Jiao Ge died, but Jiao Ge's wife still kept giving Wang Ji wine. But not long after, Jiao Ge's wife also died.

Wang Ji couldn't help but look up to the sky and sighed: "Heaven doesn't make me drunk and evil?" (Is this the heavens forbidding me to drink fine wine)

After a few days, the goods felt that it was no longer interesting to stay in Chang'an, so they abandoned the official and left.

After that, he made "The Biography of Mr. Wudou" in Donggao Village, where he lived in seclusion, and was inadvertently passed on, and suddenly became famous, and Mr. Wudou came from this~!

At this moment, after Wang Ji heard Yan Silu's words revealing dissatisfaction, he glared and said unconvinced:

"Heh~! My king Wugong dared to ask for five buckets of wine, it was because I was worth the price~! Are you Yan Silu~? ”

Yan Silu said angrily: "What do you mean~? In addition to being able to drink and write two lines of poetry, what else will you do~? Why is it worth going to Wudou Gentle Township~? Do you know that these five buckets of gentle township are worth a hundred times~! ”

Worth a hundred times~?

When Wang Ji heard this, he was immediately a little flustered, if Yan Silu didn't say it, he really didn't know that the gentle township he was drinking now was so expensive.

"I'll drop a good girl~! The money for this bucket of wine is enough for the old man to drink for half a year~! Oh no, no~! Isn't this going to make Yan Silu see the old man's joke~? ”

Wang Ji felt a little bitter at the moment, but he couldn't say it......

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(End of chapter)