At the end of Chang'an City, where singing and dancing is the majestic palace, Li Shimin woke up from a nightmare, and Empress Changsun, who was helping to fan the wind, did not speak and quietly brought a bowl of soup, "Your Majesty, drink a little." ”

"What time is it?" Li Shimin's voice was hoarse.

The afternoon sun shone outside the hall, and Empress Changsun knew in her heart that what happened at the beginning was a taboo in her husband's heart, and that nightmare would appear from time to time and I didn't know when it would be a head, so she replied in a low voice, "Not yet." ”

Li Shimin sat up straight and looked at the recital, fell asleep unconsciously, drank a sip of soup to make his throat more comfortable, and continued to look at the recital in front of him.

Empress Eldest Sun put a piece of music in front of him, "Your Majesty, I just saw this. ”

"Hmm!" Li Shimin nodded and continued to watch.

One by one, the recital is telling about the people's livelihood, grain, and population everywhere, but there is a recital that makes him interested, and this recital does not tell what should be said, but writes a poem.

"The golden bottle of sake is worth ten thousand, and the jade plate is worth ten thousand dollars......," Li Shimin read while reading: "It is difficult to travel, it is difficult to travel, and there are many divergent roads, and I am here today." ”

"It's hard to walk......," Li Shimin nodded, "Good poetry." ”

Empress Changsun also saw this poem with her spare eyes, and scolded with a smile: "How can it be read with an undesirable sour taste." ”

"The poem is good, why is there no title?" Li Shimin saw that the payment was written by a person named Gu Qing.

"There will be times when the wind and waves will be long, and the clouds will sail into the sea." Empress Eldest Sun smiled: "But he is an ambitious person." ”

Li Shimin put this poem aside, and then moved on to other Zhou chapters, no matter what, it is just a good poem, and it is always a little inappropriate for such a thing as poetry to appear in the handling of state affairs.

Empress Changsun knew Li Shimin's attitude, and it was indeed a bit of a trick to write the poems on the recital, so she turned around and whispered to the palace maid on the side: "It's time to prepare dinner......

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"Since then, the seven gourd babies and the snake spirit have lived happily ever after." When an adapted version of the gourd baby story was spoken, Gu Qing began to collect money with a smug face.

The story was changed to be a bit vulgar, and the children listened to it with great interest.

"What's next time?" The little fat man took out a penny.

"Next time...... Gu Qing shook the folding fan, "What I talk about next time depends on my mood." ”

"What happened to the monkey?" The little fat man asked.

"I won't tell you!" Gu Qing was about to leave after receiving the money, and the guy in the restaurant opposite hurriedly stepped forward and said, "This little brother, can you take a step to speak." ”

"What's the matter?" Gu Qing said bluntly.

The guy smiled dryly and said, "Our shopkeeper wants to invite you to our restaurant to tell stories, and the benefits are definitely indispensable to the little brother." ”

"Benefits?" Gu Qing pondered.

"Yes, it's good!" The man then said, "As long as you come, you will get the money." ”

"Money......" Gu Qing moved his steps and said, "I'll be reserved!" ”

The other party did not give a reply, and the man returned to the restaurant and said to the shopkeeper: "That little brother said to be reserved!" ”

"Be reserved." The shopkeeper pondered and said, "Didn't you say that I gave him a day's money?" ”

"Oops!" The guy jumped to his feet and shouted, "I forgot! ”

"You melon!" The shopkeeper stomped his foot, and when he walked out of the restaurant, he couldn't find Gu Qing's figure for a long time.

Gu Qing walked as he walked, thinking to himself, why didn't this guy catch up? Just be reserved, what if I don't want to be reserved again? Alas...... The human heart is not ancient.

Broken Temple......

Sun Simiao was packing his luggage, this old man had any luggage to pack, but his own luggage could be loaded into a donkey cart, "Are we leaving?" ”

Sun Simiao nodded, "Go to Chang'an!" ”

"Good!" Gu Qing hurriedly agreed and began to carry his luggage.

The donkey cart moved forward slowly, there were not many people on the official road, and it was quite quiet along the way, and Gu Qing asked along a mountain road: "Master, are there many rich people in Chang'an?" ”

"It's not just about money, it's about power." Sun Simiao saw what was on his apprentice's mind, "What? Want to make money again? ”

"If you don't have money, you can't eat." Gu Qing said.

Sun Simiao just smiled at this, "How many people in the Tang Dynasty have no money, as long as they have hands and feet and a field, they will never starve to death if they can work, of course you like money, but a gentleman loves ......money."

"Take it in the right way." Gu Qing took the second half of the sentence.

Sun Simiao was half-lying in the donkey cart, the road under the mountain wall was a little rough, and the donkey cart was staggering and squeaking along the way...... Think about it for a while.

Just as he was about to take a nap and let the donkey pull away, he suddenly heard a shout from the top of the cliff, and raised his eyes to see a figure falling quickly from under the cliff towards him.

Looking at the other party's teeth and claws, Gu Qing said in a lost voice: "Could it be that this is the legendary set of palm techniques that fell from the sky?" ”

Syllable!

Seeing that the man fell on all fours in front of his donkey cart and screamed in pain, Gu Qing hurriedly jumped to his feet and said, "What are you doing?" What's the matter? Touching porcelain? ”

The man gritted his teeth and was about to stand up, but Gu Qing said again: "My donkey's hooves haven't touched ...... No, it's my donkey's hooves that haven't touched you, so don't talk nonsense! In this blue sky and white day, did the ancients touch porcelain so hard? ”

I saw him snort a few times, and then stood up as if nothing had happened.

Seeing that this person was a little familiar, and the horizontal knife, "What are you doing?" ”

Yang Sheng patted the dust on his body, "I wanted to see a view, but I didn't expect the wind to be really strong this day." ”

Gu Qing: "So you were blown down?" ”

"Exactly!" Yang Sheng nodded, and quickly recovered his cool appearance, "I didn't expect you to go so fast." ”

"Sure enough, you're here to hunt me down?! What else are you talking about...... windy" Gu Qing hurriedly said, "Master, let's run away." ”

"As a teacher, you know that your money is not clean." Sun Simiao hated that iron could not become steel, "Stinky boy, disaster is coming now!" ”

"Stop!" Yang Sheng suddenly shouted.

Hearing this, Gu Qing was excited, it was a blessing or a curse, and if he couldn't avoid it, he had to pull out a gun.

Yang Sheng continued: "Dare to ask where the two of you are going. ”

"Long, long...... Changan! Gu Qing said: "I'll tell you, don't mess around, I have a gun in my hand." ”

Yang Sheng said again: "The kindness of the little brother that day, I dare not forget it, I am willing to escort you to Chang'an." ”

"I'll tell you, I don't have the money to hire you as a bodyguard." Gu Qing said.

"I don't charge money under it." Yang Sheng said.

Sun Simiao let out a sigh of relief, Gu Qing also put his heart on his stomach, and Yang Sheng sat on the donkey cart and greeted Sun Simiao.

Waving the whip, the donkey cart moved forward slowly, seeing Yang Sheng, a middle-aged and old man, sitting on the donkey cart and cleaning himself up, feeling that this guy is here to hitchhike, and what else to say about escorting, to save face! Look at the cliff dozens of meters high, how can this guy still jump alive when he falls, it's not scientific! How can this hard life be similar to Wang Ba.