On the grass by the river, Wang Xi thought a lot, the right to speak, the meaning of the right to speak should be to have the ability to influence this era, not necessarily to be the emperor.

There is the Tang generation, who is not the emperor but has the absolute right to speak? Wang Xi's first thought was Wu Zetian, and now Wu Zetian should still be a baby, or he will be called Wu Zetian if he changes his name? But fucking I'm a gentleman~~~ I haven't heard of any problems with the orientation of Taizong and Gaozong, but Li Chengqian seems to have •••• At this time, he is not the prince, no, no, what do you want•••

The twenty-four heroes of Lingyan Pavilion, Fang Mou Du Xuan, they are prime ministers, but Li Er's prestige is too heavy, they can't influence His Majesty Li Er, the other Guogong generals are trembling under Li Er's obscenity, Wei Guogong didn't even dare to close the door, Hou Junji was killed, Qin Qiong entered Zhenguan and retired in the mansion, Wei Zheng can, being a minister like Wei Zheng may be a way.

A few half-year-old children looked curiously at Wang Xi lying by the river, and boldly poked with a branch...

Cheng Biting Jin, Gao Shilian, Eldest Sun Wuji, Wang Xi Huo Ran sat up, by the way, Eldest Sun Wuji!

The eldest grandson Wuji did it, the Taizong Dynasty was absolutely trusted, Taizong appointed Li Zhi to the throne in his later years, and served as an auxiliary minister during the Yonghui period, and the power leaned towards the government and the opposition, and to some extent, he was the most powerful person in the Tang Dynasty during that time!

Wang Xi seems to see hope, to be a powerful minister like the eldest grandson Wuji, to control the discourse of the times, compared to killing the emperor, this goal may be relatively easy...

Wang Xi, who thought of a way, was extremely excited••••••

A man who was limping while walking walked beside Wang Xi in the aisle, and the children around him who wanted to throw Wang Xi with small stones suddenly scattered

"Xiao Langjun, but what do you remember?" The man patted his ass and sat next to Wang Xi.

Wang Xi thought for a while and said to the man: "The boy's name is Wang Xi, the uncle saved the boy from the near death, the great grace can't be thanked, but the origin of the kid••••• the boy can't say clearly, and I don't know how to go back."

The man thought that Wang Xi didn't remember where his hometown was, after all, he looked young: "Xiao Langjun doesn't have to worry, he was a government soldier in the previous dynasty, and he also went to some places, listening to Xiao Langjun's accent, like Shandong, when he saw Xiao Langjun by the river that day, Xiao Langjun should have been encountered by bandits, and he didn't even have a piece of clothing on his body.

Wang Xi's mind was full of thoughts, and he just thought of a general direction, but Wang Xi didn't think about the next step.

There was a burst of colic in the stomach, and there was a gurgling sound, this was hungry...

Wang Xi looked at the man with a little blush, and the man laughed: "Xiao Langjun, I encountered a big disaster, and slept for two days and two nights, maybe I was hungry, I went home with a certain person, and my mother made soup cakes..."

The first meal in the Tang Dynasty was not delicious, the big noodles were boiled in clear water and put a little salt is the so-called soup cake, Wang Xi, who had been hungry for a long time, ate a big bowl, although it was not delicious, but looking at the appearance of the little gobbling up, he knew that even such a meal was usually not easy to eat.

Eat on a stone table in the yard, put a few wooden piers on the side of the table, it becomes a dining table, this era is a meal system, that is, the meal is not on a table, but the farmer does not seem to have these particularities, that is, Qiao Er Niang did not eat with Wang Xi, when Wang Xi went to send the dishes and chopsticks, he saw Qiao Erniang eating silently on the edge of the stove, and couldn't help but sigh: This is the feudal society.

Wang Xi must think of a way, a way to get in touch with the upper class, the most urgent problem to solve at the moment is the identity problem, the small family of three is very warm, Wang Xi has an urge to fit in, but to what identity?

The ancient nightlife was too monotonous, after dinner, the sun had just rubbed out the fire clouds, and now it should be the next spring, the farm has just passed, and after dinner, Qiao'er's father went to the grass shed next to the courtyard gate to sharpen a short knife with a long arm.

Xiao'er pulled the corner of Wang Xi's clothes and said, "Little brother, am I going to sleep with you at night, I don't want to sleep with Aye, Aya stinks..."

Wang Xi couldn't help but wonder, it turned out that he occupied someone's small bed, and Xiaoxiao was just four or five years old, and the pigtails were tied up and pink.

Wang Xi picked up Xiao'er and frolicked towards the grass shed where Qiao'er's father sharpened his knife.

The straw shed looks like a simple blacksmith shop, a stove made of yellow mud and blue bricks, the one next to it should be a bellows, a clay jar filled with water, an anvil for striking iron in a TV series, and a hoe without a wooden handle is placed on it.

"Uncle, is it a blacksmith?" Wang Xi always wants to talk more about Qiao'er's father, so as to learn more about some things in this era.

The man scooped a scoop of water and poured it on the bluestone of sharpening the knife, waved his hand and said: "A certain early year of service injured his left foot, can no longer serve, can not be a government soldier, and the field is small, can only find a way to make a living, hey, a certain is now a blacksmith and a famous butcher in these ten miles and eight villages, to say that now this Zhangjia Zhuangzi, there is also a certain rich Le~"

In fact, Wang Xi didn't know that Qiao'er's father's so-called wealth was just to be able to eat food and clothing, from the end of the Sui Dynasty to the beginning of the Tang Dynasty, and even the entire Wude period, there were frequent wars, and the prosperity and wealth of the Tang Dynasty were more than ten years later.

Just as he was about to ask something else, a man in rough clothes pushed open the courtyard door and walked in: "The king is lame! The king is lame! Where did the death go? ”

The man led a donkey to push the door and went inside, but he didn't see the courtyard gate - there were still people in the grass hut next to it, Qiao'er's father put down the things in his hand, quietly walked behind the man, and suddenly said loudly: "Call you mother!" ”

The man threw away a spirit donkey rope: "Straight lady thief, scare me to death, you dog, Lao Tzu came to bring you oil and water, but you came to scare Lao Tzu here..."

Qiao'er giggled with laughter in Wang Xi's arms, and Qiao'er's father said: "What's the matter, you want to kill dolphins outside your family?" ”

The man laughed: "This time your old boy has caught it, Xu Yuanwai will feast guests tomorrow, and he will kill two dolphins and seven or eight sheep, the matter is too urgent, and a certain family can only call you overnight."

"Did you marry a concubine again? It took a month to kill a pig before, but this time it's so proud? ”

"The eldest prince outside the staff is back, the eldest prince has made meritorious contributions to killing the Turks in Yuanzhou, I heard that he has been promoted to a big official, called the deputy lieutenant of Rong, and he will pass by Jingyang tomorrow, and he will bring some colleagues in the army home to visit, and the old man will smile and laugh~" The man said proudly.

Qiao'er's father pouted: "Deputy Lieutenant Rong, a military officer who has just entered the stream, a bullshit official." ”

"Huh?" The man looked at Qiao'er's father unexpectedly: "You old boy knows so much, go or not, give me a happy word"

Qiao'er's father looked at Wang Xi with some hesitation, Wang Xi didn't want to go to the county government to report to any official, so he immediately said: "It's okay, I'll accompany Uncle tomorrow and learn a craft." ”

The man leading the donkey: "Huh? Where did the little doll come from, you Wang was lame for a month, and suddenly gave birth to a cub? ”

Qiao'er's father scolded with a smile: "Shut your mouth, this little Langjun may have been rescued by a villain, the old man was rescued by the river a few days ago, and he planned to go to the county government tomorrow to report to the official?"

Seeing that the night was getting darker, the man was not verbose, and left with the next sentence: "No matter what, we must get the job done before noon tomorrow" and left.

Qiao'er's father looked at Wang Xi, thought for a while, and said: "I look at Xiaolangjun's words and deeds, not like a peasant family, if you are an official in the future, don't mix with a certain family, reputation is very important."

Wang Xi looked at Qiao'er's father with some surprise, he understood what Qiao'er's father said, after all, it is not good to hear which official is rumored to have been a butcher who kills pigs, but a small village in the countryside can think of this, which really surprises Wang Xi.

Think about it again, Qiao'er Niang always has a temperament that makes Wang Xi feel different from the peasant women by the river in the daytime, not the beauty of her appearance, but the temperament of her gestures...

Wang Xi thought for a while and said: "Uncle, I am more worried, in fact, I did not encounter bandits, my father is a hermit of the previous dynasty, I and my father have studied in the mountains since childhood, a few days ago, the heavy rain caused a flash flood, my father died in front of my eyes, and I drifted with the water, fortunately was rescued by my uncle, now, I have no long things, no relatives, and I hope that Uncle can take me in,"

This set of rhetoric was thought of by Wang Xi at dinner, although it is full of loopholes, but it can barely be said in the past, Wang Xi needs a gap to integrate into the Tang Dynasty society.

I thought that Qiao'er's father would ask a few more details, but I didn't expect the other party to just take a look at it in surprise, and then go back to sharpening the short knife.