"Since the teacher divided the tone of the rhyme, it was really a spring of thought.

If you want to say anything, directly recall the corresponding allusions, and fill in the words, the poor monk just read the poem in the city, which is the top grade inside.

Of course, you can also use allusions and make limericks directly, which is very fast.

For example, there is a heavenly teacher who drank high because he missed Huaxia, so he slept directly on the table until dawn, and then wrote.

The heart is not clean.

The wine in the glass does not stop.

It's dawn in the blink of an eye.

The dream is like a moan.

Another example is that a heavenly teacher took us on a boat and came across an island, and when we chose the path, we recited the Tao.

Life is on a fork in the road.

Where to go.

Left and right are not satisfactory.

The decision is always rushed.

For example, ~. ”

"Stop."

Li Shimin, who was high in His Majesty, yelled loudly and interrupted what Yang Wenhua wanted to continue.

Originally, Li Shimin was still a little complacent about his poems, but now he was said by Yang Wenhua to be a crossword puzzle, don't mention the depression in his heart, and now he has to endure Yang Wenhua's chatter, it's strange to be comfortable.

"The master's mentor is really talented, the master doesn't need to read it anymore, and we have already appreciated many of the poems of the master earlier.

The master is also a great talent, offering so many peerless learnings, and many strange things in my Tang Dynasty, I don't know what reward the master wants? ”

The reason why Li Shimin asked Yang Wenhua what reward he wanted was actually out of helplessness.

Although Yang Wenhua is facing the saint for the first time, there is already a situation where it is difficult to reward high merits, and it is obviously inappropriate to be crowned a high-ranking official, because what if Yang Wenhua offers advice or other things in the future?

Reward some gold and silver cloth, you can't take it out if you have less, and you can't take it out if you have more, but you can't help but reward it, otherwise it will make the people of the world cold, who will work hard for Datang in the future?

In the end, Li Shimin had no choice but to ask Yang Wenhua what he needed, and then consider adding and subtracting it, thinking that he could solve the problem.

"The poor monks don't need anything, the saint only needs to be in the western suburbs of Lantian County, and the location of the mountain will be given to the poor monks three or five hundred zhang of place, so that the poor monks can build a mountain gate to accommodate themselves."

Although he was forcibly interrupted by Li Shimin, he felt a little unhappy, but when he saw Li Shimin asking about the reward, Yang Wenhua still said his original intention of coming to Chang'an.

Hearing that Yang Wenhua planned to live in Lantian, Li Shimin frowned and asked, "Isn't it good for the master to build a mountain gate near Chang'an?"

In the future, if I have any questions, I can seek the master's advice in time.

Even in Chang'an City, you can let the master choose, why does the master love Lantian? ”

"Don't dare to hide the saint, the poor monk returned last year, and he originally settled down in Lantian to settle down, and even the household registration had already fallen in Yangjia Village in the western suburbs of Lantian last year.

The poor monk was not a real monk in the first place, and he had already planned to return to the world, but some people were always aggressive, and the poor monk had to come up with the idea of being born again. ”

Speaking of this, Yang Wenhua glanced at the Zheng family, and then said: "Now the poor monk only wants to build a mountain gate, so as to prevent some people from prying eyes, and hope that the saint will be fulfilled." ”

When Yang Wenhua looked at the Zheng family, the others naturally noticed, and Li Shimin glanced at the two sides thoughtfully, but now is not the time to care about these.

"Since the master has the will to return to the vulgar, why not simply return the vulgar, if the master originally intended to return the vulgar, I can marry a princess and you, what does the master think?"

Princess, it looks like this can be had.

Yang Wenhua hesitated for a moment and asked, "Are there any princesses who are more than sixteen years old and have not yet left the pavilion?"

If there is a princess over eighteen years old, it is even better if she is not out of the cabinet. ”

"Why does the master have such a big requirement for the age of the married woman?"

Not only did Li Shimin feel strange, but others also cast curious glances at Yang Wenhua, waiting for his explanation.

That was the requirement that the poor monk and his teacher set for the poor monk when they passed through the land of the black people.

People in the land of the black can get married and have children at the age of ten, not only do women often have accidents when they give birth, but most of them can only live to about thirty years old, and very few can reach the age of fifty.

When the poor monk asked why his teacher was like this, he explained that precocious maturity meant premature loss.

Sure enough, when we pass through a white country, they are often married after the age of sixteen, and even after the age of twenty.

In that white country, not only are there few accidents for women giving birth, but there are also many people who live to be seventy or eighty years old, even those who are 100 years old. ”

As soon as Yang Wenhua's words came out, some people in the hall were thoughtful, some people were disapproving, and Zheng Shan even came out to refute:

"Ridiculous, the old man has never heard of this absurd theory, if the world postpones marriage, the population growth is bound to be slow, how can I carry forward the prosperity of China, the saint must not believe this fallacy."

"Fallacy? Hum. ”

Yang Wenhua sneered: "Then the poor monk came to ask Master Zheng, if there are 100 women, all of them are 12 or 3 married, half of them are dystocia, and half of them are weak after giving birth, then how many children can this woman give birth to in a lifetime?"

The same 100 women, if they are all married after 16, then the dystocia will be at most 10%, and the postpartum infertility can be close to none, so how many offspring can this 100 women reproduce in their lifetime?

Although the time has been postponed by three or five years, in the long run, China will be more prosperous than the previous thousand years. ”

"It's nonsense, although women's dystocia happens from time to time, but it's as outrageous as you said, but it's only one out of two, even if you get pregnant again after sixteen, dystocia is not inevitable, how can you give up food because of choking."

"Twelve out of ten, that's a rich family of you who don't have to worry about eating and drinking, Master Zheng knows how much this tragic thing has happened?"

"I don't know? How did you, a monk who has just returned from overseas, find out about my Datang? ”

"You~."

Just when Yang Wenhua was a little short of words, an old man in the last shift stood up and saluted Li Shimin from afar.

"The lower official position is low, and he shouldn't have disturbed your deliberations.

But now, Xia Guan wants to say a few words, Xia Guan has been a few years old in the previous dynasty, so he knows a lot about poor families.

In fact, even if there is no fifty percent, it is almost inseparable, and ordinary women give birth to children, and many times they can't even eat a chicken, and it is actually a common thing for the body to collapse.

After the words of the lower official are finished, if there is a lie, I am willing to die a good death. ”

The old man's loud words immediately caused a chain reaction, and many people with grassroots experience in the back row came out one after another to prove that what Yang Wenhua said was correct.

In the end, there were several military generals who were born in a reckless manner, and they also stood up to endorse Yang Wenhua.

Zheng Shan was immediately embarrassed, standing in the center of the main hall, his face constantly changing between blue and red.