Everyone saw that the man who spoke was Gao Xi.

I saw Gao Xi commenting loudly: "Although His Royal Highness the Prince's poem is good, it only responds to the scene, not to the time." If my dynasty has been in the prosperous era for decades, the swords and guns are put into storage, and after the horse is put in Nanshan, this poem should be a swan song. But in the 3rd year of my reign, the strong captives were all around, and the founding fathers in the seat all wiped their swords and guns at all times, leading to a war. Be prepared for danger in times of peace, far from the time to enjoy peace. Therefore, Gao thought that this poem only responded to the scene, and did not respond to the time! After listening to this, Emperor Wen pondered the artistic conception of the prince's poems again, and it was really full of scenes, lacking a trace of domineering. Looking at the veterans under the seat, Han Baohu, He Ruobi, Wu Jianzhang, Yu Juluo, etc., a few glasses of spirits were in their stomachs, their faces were flushed, and their bodies exuded domineering, just like the tigers who ate people on the battlefield. This poem of the prince was too soft and did not resonate in the chests of the old generals. It seems that Gao Xi said well, there is no time!

"Mr. Gao is really incisive in his comments, and his eyes are really spicy. In the eyes of ordinary literati and scholars, my brother's poem should be of the highest quality, but my wine is strong, the so-called wine with heroes, and non-today's heroes cannot comprehend the heroic beauty of this spirit. Drinking these five grains is not suitable for reciting soft words! Yang Er followed Gao Xi's comments, combined with the nature of spirits, and forcibly mended the knife, causing all the veterans to nod again and again, and applaud loudly from time to time.

"Father and queen mother, the child suddenly felt that he was willing to try a poem for the veteran in the seat." Yang Er said goodbye and asked for a salute to the father and queen mother who were seated.

"Oh, there's a poem? Happy to read with the queen mother. "Queen Dugu has experienced a surprise to calm, and now it is another surprise.

Yang Er walked out of the queue to the middle of the banquet, and also learned to read a poem like Yang Yong just now:

"The bright moon rises out of the Tianshan Mountains, the vast sea of clouds, the long wind blows tens of thousands of miles, and the Yumen Pass.

Hanxia Bai Dengdao Hu peeped into the origin of the Qing Bay to conquer the battlefield and did not see anyone yet.

The soldier looked at the side and thought about the high-rise building, and sighed at this night.

"Good! Okay, what a long wind of tens of thousands of miles, blowing the Yumen Pass! As soon as Yang Er's poem ended, he only looked excited and jumped up and cheered loudly. The old generals in the audience also nodded and applauded, and even the civilian seats in the other side of the box kept applauding. Emperor Wen and the Empress looked at each other and smiled, and they were also frequently amazed.

"Child, can this poem have a poem name?" Queen Dugu asked at this time.

The name of this poem is called: "Guan--- Mountain --- Moon." Yang Er replied word by word.

After hearing this, Gao Xi was again a burst of "seconds!" Wonderful. His Royal Highness the King of Jin in this peaceful season in the world, still do not forget the border Guan Hu people to spy on my dynasty, always vigilant, His Majesty should engrave the poem "Guan Shanyue" of His Royal Highness the King of Jin outside the door of the political hall, always alert the officials, do not only enjoy happiness, should think about the danger of the world. Gao Xi bowed.

"Gao Aiqing's words are exactly what I want, okay, tomorrow someone will copy this "Guan Shanyue" and put it on the screen of the entrance door of the political affairs hall, so as to alert the officials and be prepared for danger in times of peace." Emperor Wen shouted loudly.

"All Aiqing should drink this cup!" Emperor Wen raised his glass again along with the hundred officials.

The banquet did not end until the end of the day, during which there were many drunkards, and Gao Xi and all the veterans were drunk and unconscious.

The next day, the instant Wuliang Spring Wine was officially launched under the operation of Lu Zhaolin. The first thing to be supplied is the Wufenglou Hotel, at this time the hotel has removed the Wufeng Cui bottle incense from the counter, and is fully selling the special brewed Wuliangchun of the Jin Wangfu. At the entrance of the store, there is a large screen, on which the whole poem "Guan Shanyue" is written in block letters. The penmanship is vigorous and done in one go. From time to time, there are literati-looking drinkers who come to watch and learn inexplicably, and more of them come for the five grains and spring wine. The name of His Royal Highness the King of Jin also spread to the entire Chang'an City with the fragrance of Wuliangchun's wine, and Chang'an wine was expensive for a while.

In the backyard winery of the Jin Dynasty's mansion, Lu Zhaolin and Yang Er were very busy, in order to increase the amount of wine, two more sets of equipment had been added to the room, and the servants in the house were divided into two shifts for production. Lu Zhaolin monitored the quality of the wine at any time, and did not dare to be negligent for a moment.

The current order must first ensure the daily consumption of the channel Wufeng Hotel, and then complete the private orders of the old generals led by Han Baohu, and then the order volume of the Wang Restaurant. Yang Er wanted to go through the back door at this time to get a few jars, but there was no way to take it, and the inventory had already been sold out. It made Mazi can't drink with him, so he can only go to the Wufeng Building with his brothers, but fortunately, the shopkeeper Zhang has prepared a first-class private room for His Royal Highness King Jin at any time.

"The problem of wine is solved, but the dishes of the Sui Dynasty are also tasteless, and the meat is only steamed and cooked, and this wine cannot be drunk. You say yes, brother. "After Mazi had just eaten a full meal for a few days, he began to pick and choose. However, this is also a characteristic of this era, and the cooking techniques are not as colorful as those of later generations. You're going to have to make it yourself at home! There are still a few major seasonings, there is no shortage of meat in this era, and I want to make braised pork to eat by myself, but there is no watercress and no soy sauce! Not even the green and red peppers and millet spicy, how can this be done? The pockmarked bar chewed the tasteless meat, with a helpless face and a look of grievance.

"Come on! Some of them are good to eat, but there are still many people outside the city who are gnawing on tree bark? Be content! Alas, what do you eat when you chop wood in the mountains? Let's talk about it. Yang Er began to joke about pockmarks.

"Eh, don't say it, Lao Tzu is a savage in the mountains, but he can often hit the mountain deer and hare, wash it clean, take the meat and roast it, and the oil puffs into the fire, and the roasted meat is much more delicious than the boiled meat that lacks seasoning." After saying the barbecue, it was as if he had really eaten it in his mouth, and quickly poured a glass of wine into his mouth.

"Eh, I say, what about the corncakes and peanuts that you fiddled with? I'll do what you ask, but whatever you have, I'll go up to you and pull it. Yang Erbian asked while eating meat and drinking wine.

"Dwarf oil, pay attention to your identity! Look at the Zhou Wu Zheng Wang you are wearing, Si Swenwen looks like a cultural person, don't say that is not when eating meat, you are not disgusting, I am still disgusting! It's all growing well, and it's estimated that I'll be able to eat tender bread grains next month. The peanuts will be picked next month, but I don't know if the taste has changed here. Asako wiped her mouth and replied.

"Yes! Brother Ma, it's only been a long time since I could eat it! This growth cycle seems to be a lot shorter, don't you notice? Yang Er felt a little strange, according to his estimate, even if the whole was good, there would be at least 2 months before the corn could mature and the peanuts could be picked! Could it be that it has something to do with the climate?

"Damn, you don't want to think about it. I ask you at what age can a man in his age be a father? Girls can get married at the age of 13! The girls of our time, some of whom were 13 years old and had not yet come to their aunts, had flat chests! You look at how well a 13- or 4-year-old girl is developing in this age. Rich girls have bulging breasts, and at least they are a D. While drinking, Mazi talked to Yang Er about the difference between the girls of the two eras without any scruples.

"Are you still observant of the dog? I haven't noticed it yet. Yang Er was drinking wine and reviewing himself. Damn, there are so many maids around me, why don't you raise your eyes to take a good look? Could it be that the crossing still wears the * desire, Yang Er subconsciously glanced into his crotch.

"By the way, brother, don't call me Mazi in the future, I listen to the name like a low-end person selling firewood on the street, don't you want me to have a big name? I consulted Yu Wenhua and the traitor, and asked him to give me a name that fits this era, guess what? ”

"Guess the shovel, is it possible that you are called Ma Maogong, Ma Xiongxin, Ma Bodang, Ma Biting Jin, Ma Shu ---"

"That's right, it's almost, that person's name is Shubao, and I'll call it Shumou, Ma Shumou! What do you think? Domineering, right? ”

"You, you, your name is Ma Shumou, you are the same Ma Shumou?" Yang Er's eyes stared at the boss, and he couldn't believe what he heard. Isn't the real Uncle Ma in history the follower of Emperor Yang of Sui?

"Yes, from today on, I am Uncle Ma. Maybe this name is still heavy? Ma Zi looked puzzled, all the versions of the TV series he had watched without exception had hidden the supporting role of Ma Shumou, he had never heard that there was indeed a murderous and unblinking Ma Shumou who specialized in eating baby meat in this era.

"No, no. Very good! Yang Er thought to himself, yes, I will take this name for you, and that real uncle will be killed no matter what, otherwise, this story will not be able to be told!

No matter what, the two brothers drank well. After all, the braised beef in this era still has a unique flavor and is quite good. Under the protection of the guards behind them, the two supported each other and walked towards the Jin Palace. This should be the first time Yang Er has been drunk in this era.

Back in the house, the two of them thought of sitting down in the front hall and drinking some sobering tea, but as soon as they stepped into the door, Mazi, oh, changed to Ma Shumou from now on. Ma Shumou shouted loudly:

"Something in the room is so shiny and dazzling, it blinds Lao Tzu's titanium alloy eyes."

Yang Er also looked up when he heard this, he was also stunned, and then immediately reacted. Before he could speak, Lu Zhaolin stopped the pen in his hand, put down the account book and greeted him, and said, "Your Highness, you are back, take a look!" On the first day of the day, the silver ingots that had been recovered from the sale of wine were all over the house, and they were all on the table and the floor, and my hands were weak. Lu Zhaolin rubbed his wrist and said.

"Counting this thing is a hard work, so many hands have to be soft, move over and count them, I'm afraid my shoulders will be swollen. There is no bank yet, so it is really inconvenient to move more or less to the house! Yang Er smoked the wine and said indistinctly.

"Your Highness, what did you say? What bank? Lu Zhaolin heard a term from King Jin's mouth again and was startled. After listening to the word stock certificate, I was busy for 3 days without closing my eyes to get the articles of association, and finally got it done. After listening to the steaming method, he became a cow who can only do things. Hearing a new word "bank" again, Lu Zhaolin only felt a chill in his back and almost fainted.

"No, I didn't say anything, I'll talk about it later, I'll talk about it later." After speaking, he reached out and grabbed two large silver ingots on the table, estimated at 50 taels each, and stuffed them into Ma Shumou's arms. The heart said, "Brother, I have money, and you can spend this money as you like." The bank's affairs involve the restructuring of the entire country's financial system, and it is inconvenient to start it immediately before it has reached the peak of power. Although, there are already millions of taels of silver in the basement.

"Brother Shi, you're back! I haven't seen you since I came from the Rejuvenation Hall. Why are you still drunk, I'll help you back to the house. Zhong Jian and Izuchen appeared in front of Yang Er at this time. Yang Er's left hand was on Zhong Jian's shoulder, his eyes looked at the dust on the side, and he said in a daze: "Out, sister Chen, you, are you 13 years old?" ”

There was a "clang" sound, and Uncle Ma behind him sat on the Taishi chair full of silver ingots, and more than a dozen silver ingots fell all over the ground.