Coming out of Daming Palace, Guo Song simply came to the East City Treasure Pavilion again, and found Zhang Lei in the lobby, Guo Song smiled: "I'm going to leave in a few days, I want to get together with you, I just haven't eaten lunch yet, so I just give you another chance to invite me to drink." ”

Zhang Lei rolled his eyes, "This kind of opportunity is not rare!" ”

"Alright! Even if you owe me. ”

Guo Song patted his broad shoulder and smiled: "When I was in Kongtong Mountain, you promised to invite me to drink." ”

"I don't even know how many times I've asked you to drink it."

Zhang Lei said angrily, and he added, "Every time I invite you, can't you invite me once?" ”

Guo Song patted his body and said that he had nothing, so Zhang Lei had to say stupidly: "Then you wait, I'll go back to the room and get two bottles of wine." ”

He turned around and walked inside, Guo Song said to the shopkeeper Yang who was smiling and silent: "My senior brother likes to pretend, obviously he wants to invite me to drink, but he deliberately pretends to be very reluctant, you see!" He went back and got the wine. ”

"Zhang Dongzhu often said that Guo Yuanjun was his only relative....."

"Listen to his!"

Guo Song interrupted him and said, "A person who already has a wife and a concubine, as well as two sons and two daughters, said such a thing, and the big shopkeeper had better not take it too seriously." ”

Shopkeeper Yang laughed, "Guo Yuanjun is right! ”

Guo Song suddenly remembered something, and said to the shopkeeper Yang: "My Bailu Manor will ask the Treasure Pavilion to manage it for me in the future, the manor steward is still the former gold steward, he may come to the Treasure Pavilion tomorrow and the day after tomorrow to report, the Treasure Pavilion can appoint him as the steward, his monthly salary is set at 20 yuan, and at the end of the year, I will give 20 yuan of reward money, which will be deducted from my account." ”

Shopkeeper Yang nodded, "Let you rest assured!" I will regularly send the bookkeeper to the manor to keep accounts and inspect to ensure that there will be no problems. ”

At this time, Zhang Lei walked out with two bottles of Xingchong, "Old Five, let's go!" ”

Guo Song told Zhang Lei what he had just happened again, and Zhang Lei waved his hand impatiently and said, "It's a trivial matter, I'll arrange it, it's only serious to go drinking quickly." ”

The two came to Jinchang Restaurant, Zhang Lei had a private seat by the window on the second floor, the two sat down, Zhang Lei ordered more than a dozen dishes, and Guo Song asked the two subordinates to eat downstairs, and then Zhang Dongzhu would settle the bill together.

Zhang Lei has long been accustomed to Guo Song's cheeky oil, and he is too lazy to talk about him.

"Which day?" Zhang Lei poured him a full glass of wine and asked.

"February 12, this trip will not be back until at least next year."

"Hehe, you should be a father then!"

"Perhaps!"

Guo Song drank the wine as soon as he could, "I will drink Shouchun wine again today, and I will change to Zhangye wine in the future." ”

Zhang Lei's eyes lit up, the quality of the best Zhangye wine is also very good, no less than Lingzhou wine, they want to buy from Zhangye several times, stick to the brand of Meishou wine, in order to make up for the disadvantage of insufficient production of Lingzhou wine, but they can't find a way, their brother is the governor of Ganzhou, isn't this a godsend?

He hurriedly said: "Let's talk about it first, the three major wine shops in Zhangye, no matter what, let the Meishou wine shop intervene." ”

Guo Song also heard Li Wenyu talk about the channels he wanted to buy high-quality Zhangye wine, and he nodded, "I'll try my best!" ”

Zhang Lei's eyes widened, "It's not as much as possible, it's certain, now that the wine is selling well, we are in a hurry to find channels everywhere." ”

Guo Song smiled and said: "In two years, Yang Xiangguo will implement a liquor franchise, you have to be careful." ”

Zhang Lei waved his hand, "Yang Xiangguo has come up with a plan a few days ago, in fact, it has little impact, that is, the wine koji cake used for wine brewing must be purchased from the government, and then the wine must be sold to the government to apply for a brand, each brand pays 100 yuan to 3,000 yuan per year, this brand is not only to buy wine shops, restaurants also to buy, otherwise you can't sell wine, this is mainly the workshop that makes wine koji cakes is miserable, basically all have to go out of business, and there are also wine customers who have to pay more out of pocket, these wine taxes are ultimately borne by wine customers, and have little impact on us, on the contrary, The imperial court would also encourage drinking in order to collect more taxes. ”

Guo Song was a little surprised, he remembered that the liquor system was pushed out by Yang Yan several years after Li Shi ascended the throne, but he didn't expect it to be advanced, which also illustrated the financial difficulties of Datang from one side.

At this moment, there was a sudden commotion behind him, Guo Song hurriedly turned around, only to see a group of scholars clapping around the wall, Zhang Lei frowned, and said with some dissatisfaction: "Recently, there are more and more scholars who come to Chang'an to participate in the imperial examination. ”

Guo Song was a little interested, and it was the first time he saw the legendary poem on the wall.

At this time, the scholars shouted: "This poem is too pessimistic, there is no imperial examination yet, how can you have the heart of falling off the list first, it's really boring!" Boring! “

The scholars returned to their seats one after another, and only one scholar was left who wrote poetry, and continued to write poetry.

Guo Song was a little interested, walked forward with a wine glass, and saw a poem inscribed on the wall, interestingly, the name of the poem is called "Luodi", no wonder the scholars are dissatisfied, it is estimated that the shopkeeper will paint the wall white tonight, keep it, who dares to come to drink.

Xiaoyue is difficult to light, and it is difficult to be sad.

Who says that spring is glorious, and only sees frost on the leaves.

The eagle osprey loses its posture and flies, and the wren flies with false wings.

Abandon and discard, like a sword wound.

The payment is in the suburbs of Mengjiao, Huzhou

Guo Song was stunned, it was actually Meng Jiao, he looked at the man who wrote the poem, and saw that he was about thirty years old, wearing a coarse cloth gown, his body was thin, his face was sick, and he was a little malnourished at first glance.

The shopkeeper next to him was holding ink, and his face was bitter into eggplant, so he couldn't wait to put a plate of ink in his hand on this scholar's head, and he wanted to write and Jinbang High School, who the fuck wanted to see the poem! It's so obscure.

"Brother Meng is studying at Luoyang Han's Academy!" Guo Song asked with a smile.

He heard his wife Xue Tao say that there was a talented poet in his grandfather's academy, named Meng Jiao, who was also his grandfather's protégé.

Of course, Guo Song knew that Meng Jiao, a famous poet of the Tang Dynasty, who wrote "The Wanderer's Yin", spent his whole life in poverty.

Meng Jiao tilted his head and looked at Guo Song for a long time, "How do you know that I am studying at Han's Academy?" ”

Guo Song smiled faintly and said, "Han Daru is my wife's maternal grandfather!" ”

Meng Jiao suddenly pointed at Guo Song and said, "Haha! It turns out that you are the husband of Xue Xiaocai, I heard that she is married, we all said which pile of cow dung a flower will be inserted in, it turned out to be you! ”

Guo Song rolled his eyes, "Brother Meng thinks I look like cow dung?" ”

"Just kidding, in fact, it's pretty good to be cow dung, at least it can be used as agricultural fertilizer, it can be used as fuel when it is dried, and if you are lucky, there are flowers to be inserted, unlike us rat feces, which are useless except to annoy people."

Meng Jiao put the pen down, "Shopkeeper, it's okay!" ”

"It doesn't count!"

The shopkeeper said angrily: "I agree that you write a good poem to pay for the wine, who asked you to write the first poem, no, the wine money must be paid, and you will also be responsible for restoring the wall to its original state!" ”

Meng Jiao shook his head disdainfully, and said to Guo Song: "100,000 talented people are admitted to the Jinshi, and there are only dozens of people who can go to high school. ”

He looked at Guo Song, rubbed his hands, and said embarrassedly: "I just arrived in Chang'an today, I didn't expect a few friends to go out, and my hands are really a little tight, can the virtuous brother lend me a few dollars to save the emergency?" ”

Guo Song smiled dumbly, this Meng Jiao is really unique and different, he didn't have a penny to take the exam in Chang'an, for his wife's sake, he could help him.

Thinking of this, he smiled at the shopkeeper again: "This scholar's wine money is counted on our heads, I suggest you keep this wall, first take a piece of cloth to cover it, and wait for the imperial examination to be released, it is estimated that it will be able to attract a lot of drinkers." ”

Meng Jiao applauded and laughed, "Brother Guo Xian said it well! ”

"Brother Meng knows my surname is Guo?"

"How could I not know!"

Meng Jiao smiled and said, "Your name has long been written on the villain by the scholars of the academy, hiding in the room and pricking it with needles!" Who asked you to marry Xue Xiaocai? ”

Guo Song's face twitched, this is too ruthless!

He brought Meng Jiao to the table and introduced him to Zhang Lei, Meng Jiao heard that the fat brother in front of him was the proprietor of Meishou wine, his eyes became hot, and he called Zhang Dongzhu very affectionately, which reminded Guo Song of Han Chonggong, the old man who was too enthusiastic still refuses to go back, and sits in the Meishou wine shop every day to teach Zhang Lei's son to read!

Guo Song asked Zhang Lei to take ten taels of gold for Meng Jiao to wrap up, and then took out a famous post and handed it to Meng Jiao, and said with a slight smile: "If Brother Meng wants to write a poem, you might as well find me in Ganzhou after you fall behind!" ”

Meng Jiao looked at the words on the name post, 'Lingwu County Duke, Yinqing Guanglu Doctor, Ganzhou Governor Guo Song', and couldn't help but be stunned.