The girl covered her face and couldn't see her face clearly, judging from the skin and figure on her face, her age should not be too old, and she may not be out of the cabinet, even if she is out of the cabinet, she is just a little young woman. The Tang Dynasty was also open. But since the porridge is put to help the people, it is either rich or expensive. I definitely won't let this young lady come out to preside.

He was curious, when suddenly there was a cry of joy from the victims.

I looked at it again and saw the reason for the joy. Put porridge, hence the name, is porridge, porridge with a good conscience is a little thicker, of course, even if it is not thick, you can participate, and your conscience is not bad. But this little lady put yellow and clear rice.

There were too many victims, Li Zhi was not a tyrant, many victims flocked to Chang'an to beg, and some porridge shacks were placed outside the city, but the relief could not be provided, and some victims flocked to the city to beg. Fortunately, it is now a square system, and each square has a square wall, as well as a square door. Li Zhi was helpless and poured into the city, so that the rich people were tempted, and they could also live some more people. So they turned a blind eye to this matter, and the officials in Chang'an City also tacitly agreed, seeing that there were more victims, they blocked the city gate and drove them out, and the victims were fewer, and the soldiers watching the city gate also intentionally or unintentionally relaxed and let a group of refugees pour into the city to beg. However, it is forbidden to enter the squares.

Most of these victims flocked to the gates of the various squares, especially the eastern and western cities.

Seeing the small rice, they were hungry one by one, which was more tempting than Li Wei's money, and they were all crazy.

Li Wei thought to himself. This is the little lady of that family, and while it must be well-intentioned, it has the potential to turn into a bad thing. Seeing that something was wrong, he immediately instructed the guards: "Everyone go up and help." ”

These guards are carefully selected and experienced. Seeing this situation, if you don't stop it, you will be able to trample the victims to death because of the robbery, so you immediately take out a horizontal knife, come forward and shout, and let everyone stand in line. The soldiers guarding the gate of the fang, two people also came over, assisted back and forth, and finally put a riot down.

Li Wei and his entourage were handing out copper coins just now, and the girl also saw it, wiped the sweat on her head, walked over, gave a salute, and said, "Thank you Lang Jun for your help." ”

The voice is very good, very crisp to the ear, because as I get closer, through Rob, I can faintly see some faces, picturesque eyebrows, about early twenties, and very beautiful.

"You're welcome." Li Wei replied.

The three sons and brothers also followed, and the girl turned around, bowed down again and said to the old young man: "Li Yushi, the slave regrets not listening to you. ”

"Li Yushi" smiled bitterly and said: "Xiangxue lady, you are also kind, you don't have to blame yourself, I underestimated it myself, otherwise I will forcibly persuade the lady in the Xiangxiang Pavilion." In fact, it was this Lang Jun who was wise and brought the house slave over in advance. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he looked at Li Wei, but his eyes widened.

Li Wei didn't have an impression, maybe Li Hong knew him before, but he wasn't very familiar with it, otherwise it would be impossible to recognize himself until now this "Li Yushi". But he is also strange in his heart, the imperial history, either the imperial history doctor, or the imperial history, the imperial history, the palace imperial history, and the supervision of the imperial history. The first four are obviously impossible at the age of this young man, but even the latter, this age is a little too young. Who is this person?

But he pressed the gesture, secretly pointed to his civilian clothes, and said loudly: "Coincidence, coincidence." ”

Li Yushi understood and didn't dare to say anything.

The other people didn't pay attention, but the girl looked at the victims who frantically squeezed over for a bowl of rice, sighed and said, "God hasn't opened his eyes in the past few years, and there have been disasters and disasters almost every year. A few days ago, a spring rain finally fell, and it stopped again, and the slaves and maids were afraid that if the drought continued like this on this day, the life of the people in Guanzhong would be even more difficult. ”

In fact, Li Wei has already determined her identity, she looks beautiful, and she calls herself a slave, not a concubine, or me or something, "Li Yushi" calls her Xiangxue Lady, then it must be Xiangxue, the famous prostitute in Xiangyuan.

Unexpectedly, a prostitute actually has some kindness. It's also a rarity.

I heard the young man in his early twenties say, "The saint is seriously ill and has handed over state affairs to the queen, so he has been ...... for the past few years."

Li Yushi was taken aback, God, someone's son is standing in front, you dare to say such a thing, I secretly regret it in my heart, I made friends last night, and a group of heroes who came to study abroad, among them, there are many romantic talents, and there are a few people's literary talents that make him very optimistic, so he ran to the Xiangyuan to drink and compose poems, and the three of them fell. I rested in the Xiangyuan Courtyard, and when I woke up this morning, I heard that Xiangxue came to the East Market to put porridge, so I came over with fun.

Just based on Wei Siwen's words, he shouldn't have followed him today, and hurriedly said: "Wei Jun, Hugh is nonsense, the emperor's dragon health has not been very good in recent years, and it is precisely because of the queen's assistance that the court has been able to be peaceful." ”

"Jushanjun, you are the superintendent of the imperial history, the official of the imperial court, of course you dare not speak. But the imperial court is really peaceful, last year with Tubo several battles, Qiuzi and other towns were captured, Xue Rengui was defeated in Dafeichuan again, tens of thousands of Tang Dynasty brave soldiers were lost in Wuhai. Looking at the court again, the left phase Xuanwei desert, and the right phase is well-known Danqing. After speaking, he sneered twice.

Li Xian was a little puzzled, and asked on the side: "Isn't this good, one article and one martial arts." ”

"Really? Let's just say that Zuo Prime Minister Jiang Xianggong, among the military generals of the Tang Dynasty, is he famous? It's just that he made a small contribution as a deputy general with Qibi He Li. Let's talk about literary talent, what good article does Yan Xianggong have that he can handle? Or poetry, you can take it out and show it to me. It's just a painter. It is strange that neither of them has the ability to make achievements in politics, but they can rank high on the left and right. ”

Li Yushi frowned when he heard this, but what Wei Siwen said was also the truth, and he had no way to explain it.

He was frowning, and Li Wei was also frowning, this Wei Jun had already vaguely pointed the finger at his mother. If his mother knew about it, he would think that he had induced him to say this. After thinking about it, he said: "Natural disasters and man-made disasters are usually read together. But natural disasters are natural disasters, and man-made disasters are man-made disasters. When Emperor Yang was alive, even if the wind and rain were smooth, the people were not happy. But even in the era of Mingjun like Wenjing, there were still natural disasters. The way of heaven is far away, and we can't climb everything to the way of heaven, and we mortals can't climb it. ”

In fact, when it comes to this, he also feels weird. Because I have read many Di newspapers, since Li Zhi gave power to Wu Zetian, the Tang Dynasty has been plagued by disasters and small disasters almost every year, such as the year before last, there was a tsunami, a typhoon, a flood, and a drought, and it was last year, or the year before last. Never before have disasters been so dense and continuous.

If he wasn't here, he would have to defend Wu Zetian here, and said: "The court uses people like this, and it also has the intention of the court. Some ministers are strong and like to give strong advice, such as Zheng Guogong, some are decisive, such as Lai Guogong, and some are good at planning, such as Liang Guogong. Some of these people can make the people know, and some don't like the people to know. For example, Chen Ping has made countless wonderful plans for the Western Han Dynasty in his life, and almost no one knows about it in the folk workshop. But does he have any credit? You and I are above the temple, why don't you know that Yan Xianggong and Jiang Xianggong have never planned for the imperial court? ”

At least he had seen Jiang Ke and Liu Renliang racking their brains for the matter of Tibet. Of course, he can't make a judgment about the size of his ability.

"Speaking of the defeat of Dafeichuan, victory and defeat are a common thing in soldiers, and there are many reasons for these failures. But it's just a small Tubo, but in this situation, is the imperial court mainly based on the people of the Tang Dynasty? Or did he ignore the happiness of the people, like Emperor Yang of Sui, forcibly mobilize the army, invade Tibet, and avenge the revenge of Dafeichuan? Besides, the prince is not in good health, he is still young, he lacks experience in handling state affairs, the saint is sick, and the queen does not assist, who will share the burden for the saint? ”

The youngest boy has a background as extraordinary as Li Yushi. Although I didn't enter the official career, I knew more things.

is also afraid of being implicated by Wei Siwen, of course, the prince is not a big problem, anyway, he is benevolent, even if he hears it, it doesn't matter, before Wei Siwen refutes, he said: "This Lang Jun is reasonable. I heard that the prince is benevolent, but it is just a little benevolence. Not to mention anything else, it is a few poems he wrote, Yu Xiaoling, you can get a glimpse of the leopard in the tube. ”

"Cui Jun, why did you say this?" Xiangxue said angrily.

She has a soft heart, so after hearing some of Li Hong's deeds, she admired Li Hong very much, and Yang Chengyou brought three elegant lyrics that day, which deepened her admiration and even turned into worship.

Not only does he not have a good face for "Cui Jun", but he doesn't have a very good face for Li Wei, but Li Wei's subordinates are still maintaining order for her maid ring, and they can't have a seizure.

Li Wei and Li Xian both felt weird. These four people are too strange, Li Yushi may be the real Yushi, but it's okay. The other three, surnamed Wei, said that Empress Wu Zetian was not good, and surnamed Cui did not agree with Li Hong, and this famous prostitute was speaking for Li Hong again.

Cui Jun replied calmly: "Xiangxue lady, the prince is a good person, but he is the prince." Xiaoren and Xiaoai are not chosen by Renjun. Besides, those three poems, originally as the prince, were the hope of the world, but the poems were not written, but the poems were crooked, whether this can become the hope of the world. Besides, the text is high in elegance, and in the rest of the three poems, although the words are open, except for the one that is still acceptable in the morning and twilight, the other two poems are too rough. He is a prince, not a martial artist. I'm not saying that the crown prince will not be a good man in the future, at least it is indeed a little lacking now, and state affairs must be controlled by the saint and the queen. ”

Li Yushi is the most embarrassed, however, how did he think of coming out with these two people. In front of others, one said that the mother was not good, and the other said that the person himself was not good. was a very smart person, but now he is so anxious that he sweats all over his head.

He was in a hurry, Li Xian got angry, and said in a buzzing voice: "You commented on the lack of things written by the prince, then let me ask you, what poems have you written?" ”

"Cui Jun" was very calm and confident, shaking the folding fan and said: "Although I am still shallow, but there are a few poems, you listen well, the moon is born on the West Sea, and the wind is strong." Thousands of miles of Guanshan, the vast is not the same. The Han soldiers opened the county, and Hu Ma peeped into the pavilion barrier. Hearing the sorrow every night, recruiting people to look south. ”

Regardless of the momentum and artistic conception, this poem is indeed very neat, which is very in line with what he said about elegance.

But hearing this poem, Li Wei already knew who the young man in front of him was. Over there, Xiangxue spoke again, and said, "Look at the slave, it's not as good." ”

She is still dead and Li Hong.

Li Yushi sighed secretly in her heart, if it weren't for her background, she was only able to learn with Xiangxue's appearance, and her unintentional move today might bring her benefits like rebellion. But she, a prostitute, no matter how good her character is, is forever separated from the prince from the Chu River and Han realms.

The young man surnamed Cui was born noble, had an extraordinary bearing, and was not angry, and said with a slight smile: "Xiangxue lady, you say it is not as good, I don't object, but there is a good way, you take out a poem written by the prince or give it out, and make a comparison with the poem I wrote, and you know yourself." ”

Poems are poems, words are words, it's not easy to compare with superiors, and the poem he wrote is really good, and he has the ability to be proud.

Li Lingyue secretly tugged Li Wei's arm and whispered, "Big brother, take out a poem to scare him." ”

Li Wei looked at the sky, and saw that the small rice in the big urn brought by Xiangxue was about to be distributed, and he didn't want to continue to talk about it. In fact, as long as he defended Wu Zetian, the goal was achieved. said to Li Lingyue in a low voice: "Little sister's order, dare not listen to it." ”

Li Lingyue grinned.

Originally, Li Wei had revealed the matter of discussing Wu Zetian, so forget it. But this little Cui Zi stepped on him again and again, and even the Bodhisattva would be annoyed. I know his name from this poem, but I don't know much about his deeds, only that it seems that the official reputation is not very good. Therefore, there is no idea of loving talent, if he compares his talent, Li Wei may only be ashamed of himself, but he cares about poetry.

Then step on it!

After finishing speaking, he looked at the young man surnamed Cui with a smile, and said: "Cui Jun, I happened to hear a few poems written by the prince, but his bearing is very elegant. Although it may not be the best, it is better to say something, pure and clean. Although Cui Jun's poem is also well written, it seems hollow compared to the prince's poem. ”

Hearing him boast, Li Lingyue chuckled.