The days go by like this, for the class, Cheng Wu took two math and language culture classes in the morning, a few people were busy in the greenhouse with vegetables in the greenhouse, the current vegetable seedlings have grown very well, emerald green leaves, from a distance, like a piece of emerald jade, as good-looking, if in modern times, people would have picked and eaten vegetable seedlings a long time ago, but Cheng Wu didn't want to eat so quickly, it was not easy to plant so big, Cheng Wu was not so extravagant to this extent, so he had to endure it. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

A few boys were very happy to see the vegetable seedlings in the vegetable field they managed changing day by day, and now the four of them came to school The first thing they did when they came to school was to ask Cheng Wu for peace, and the second thing was to run to see their vegetable fields as fast as possible to see if there was anything missing, and then start the class with peace of mind.

Now the four people have finished learning pinyin, began to learn the three-character classic, mathematics has also made rapid progress, oral arithmetic, addition and subtraction within fifty has basically been calculated.

Cheng Wu watched them progress day by day, and he was very happy in his heart, as if he saw the scene of going to elementary school in his previous life, but there was someone who was even happier than Cheng Wu, that is, parents!

With the passage of time, the time has also reached the end of autumn, and today Cheng Wu finally has a weekend holiday, and Cheng Wu plans to take the two girls out shopping together.

Heading west, through four intersections, you will come to the wide Suzaku Street, which is crowded with people, with various shops opening their doors to welcome customers, vendors and pawns shouting and shouting, and various shop signs erected on both sides.

Although it is the place with the most people, but no one dares to occupy a little ground on Suzaku Street, Tang Dynasty merchants are the lowest group of people, and the bottom of their status is not similar to that of modern people, if it is found by the prison market, it is not just a simple matter of fines. However, those who have the ability to open shops on both sides of Suzaku Street are not just businessmen, often there must be some big backers behind them, either upstarts in Chang'an, or family valves, etc., often if they commit crimes, that is, if the backers come forward, they will be fined.

Pedestrians coming and going, peddlers and pawns in various costumes, riding camels, and Hu merchants in Hu costumes roaming leisurely on the camels and enjoying the street scenery on both sides of Suzaku Street.

The sons of the nouveau riche, with their heads on their heads and robes, wandered aimlessly through the streets, looking back from time to time to admire the deep boudoir jasper with veils on their heads passing by.

The Tang Dynasty was a relatively open dynasty, and many young girls who passed by did not wear underwear, and covered the two beating meat balls on their chests with their skirts.

Although it is the end of autumn, the day is still very hot, the sun is shining, and the sky is as clean as a wash without a trace of clouds, like an emerald covering the sky and the earth.

Cheng Wu and the two girls walked aimlessly on the side of Suzaku Street, enjoying the scenery on both sides of the street and the crowds of people coming and going.

Cheng Wu was also wearing a Tang costume, a one-piece kaftan and clothes, and a top hat on his head, of course, it was impossible to put on a green one.

I took a folding fan in my hand, and between opening and closing, the snapping sound attracted the envious eyes of many noble sons.

This pretending artifact, the current Tang Dynasty does not have it, it was suddenly remembered by Cheng Wu when he went out today, and he bought it on Taobao for 22 yuan. The fan bone is made of bamboo, the white fan surface is made of special white paper, and a different plum blossom is painted on each side of the fan, and the bright red plum blossom looks so bright red on the white fan surface.

Since you pretend to be forced, then pretend to be thorough. On both sides, there were two beautiful maids who looked exactly the same, and under the effect of shower gel and rejoicing shampoo, the two of them looked so clean and neat, with long hair, flowing in the wind like willow branches, and white and tender skin, as if they were about to overflow with water. For more than a month, the two maids were raised by Cheng Wu, and their little faces began to blush.

Lin Xuan and Lin Hui were embarrassed by the sons on both sides of the street who kept turning back, and walked on both sides of Cheng Wu with a red face shyly. Cheng Wu watched so many people looking at him, and he was not afraid, listening to their whispered voices, and constantly discussing.

"Whose son is here, why have I never seen it, what is the name of the thing he is holding in his hand, it looks very good, I really want to have one, I don't know where he bought it." A young man of eighteen or nineteen asked a partner of the same age beside him.

"Yes, but have you seen the two maids next to him, who look like they came out of a mold, are these twins, they are too beautiful, right? You look at the long hair at that end, as smooth as a willow branch. Then he swallowed his saliva and said, "I don't know if he sells these two girls, if he is willing to sell, I am willing to sell the price."

"Come on, such a beautiful pair, this winter is coming, how good it is for the two to warm the bed together in winter, hehe, it makes people's blood boil when they think about it." The man who began to speak said as he hit his partner.

"Hey, yes, if I had such a pair of twin bed warmers, I wouldn't sell them if I were killed." The young man who was hit said with a sigh.

At this time, looking at the background of Cheng Wu who was far away, a strange man next to the two who were discussing reminded the two of them and said, "I said two, I don't know who this man is shaking the handful of things in his hand, right?" ”

"Do you know that?" The two turned their heads and asked, looking at the one who had spoken.

"That's it." The man who was asked by the two said proudly, and then continued: "This young man's name is Cheng Wu, he is a person from our Shengping Fang, this person is not simple, it doesn't hurt to tell you, lest you beat his pair of maids, and you don't know how you will die at that time." He is the eldest grandson of Qin Huaidao, the eldest grandson of the Duke of Yiguo, the eldest grandson of Chi Gongyan, the eldest grandson of the Great General Cheng Biting Jin, and the eldest grandson of the British Duke Li Jiyan, and he has a good relationship with these people, and he has close contacts, and even the emperor has been to his mansion for dinner, so I would like to remind you that it is best not to beat the idea of the two maids around him, he is very precious to these two maids. Don't look at him as the only one in his family, I heard that he has a very close relationship with Yiguo Gong, he can enter directly when he goes to Yiguo Gong's mansion, no need to ask for instructions, and the doorman doesn't have to stop him, think about it, Yiguo Gong is the god of war of our Tang Dynasty, although it is rarely done in ordinary times, but, as soon as he gets angry, with the emperor's favor for Yiguo Gong, when the time comes, you will not even have a place to bury. ”

"How did you hear that? It can't scare us, right? The man in the green shirt seemed to have this intention just now, but now he was scared into a cold sweat by this.

"Do I need to scare you, what do I get by scaring you? If you don't believe it, you can go to Shengpingfang to inquire and find out, the grandchildren of several national families go to his house to study every day, and as long as you go to his house near the hour, you will hear the sound of Lang Lang reading. ”

Cheng Wu didn't know that he was being talked about like this, and now that he has come all the way, there are so many times to turn back, either looking at the folding fan in his hand or looking at the two identical maids beside Cheng Wu.

The three of them walked for a while, Cheng Wu also felt tired, he didn't ride a bicycle out today, today he was just walking, I didn't expect Chang'an to be so big, this is just a walk, I didn't even finish walking on Suzaku Street, I feel like I can't walk anymore, and now I feel a little thirsty.

Today's imperial disaster, now there are a lot of displaced people in Chang'an City, and a lot of displaced people have been seen in Zhuque Street and various streets. Cheng Wu walked past one and saw an old man lying weakly on the ground on the side of the street in tattered clothes, and next to him was a young man about four years old, looking at the crowd of people coming and going with empty eyes.

At this time, most of the people were very simple, and if it wasn't for the fact that they had no way out, no one could be a beggar. This is not a modern professional beggar who specializes in swindling money.

Cheng Wu couldn't bear to look at it, so he took out twenty copper coins from the two maids and handed them to the old man. Without waiting for the old man to turn around and say thank you, Cheng Wu turned around and walked away.

Cheng Wu's net worth is now hundreds, and he is very happy about this small amount of charity, and the two maids happily walked on both sides of Cheng Wu.

"Are you thirsty, let's find a restaurant to sit down and have something to eat?" Cheng Wu turned his head and asked the two girls. In the past few days of coming to Datang, Cheng Wu has not eaten a meal in a restaurant outside, and he doesn't know what kind of food is cooked outside. Find a good restaurant to taste today and feel the life of the Tang people.

Half an hour later, I finally found a decent restaurant and ate a bun for three people in the box, the taste was barely passable, in the absence of condiments, it was already very good to cook the dish like this, and what made Cheng Wu even more amazed was that the knife skill was really a must, and the meat slices were cut as transparent as cicada wings.

When Cheng Wu and the others were about to leave, when they came out of the hall, Cheng Wu was attracted by a painting in the hall.

This is a Chinese painting that makes Cheng Wu feel a kind of déjà vu, when an old farmer is using a hoe to remove the grass in the farmer's field under the scorching sun, sweat constantly dripping down the old farmer's face, soaking the land in the field.

This picture is familiar, and Cheng Wu immediately remembered a Tang poem that was popular in modern times.

Cheng Wu also drank some wine in the box just now, and now this interest is coming up, and his hands are itchy. Cheng Wu's writing with a brush was not bad in his previous life, and he wrote in small block letters in one hand, and he also won awards when he was in college. After coming to Datang, Cheng Wu usually practiced a lot when he was fine, and Cheng Wu's current handwriting is as perfect as fire.

Coming to the hall on the second floor, Cheng Wu walked to the hanging painting and called Xiao Er loudly: "Little Er! Grab a pen. ”

Xiao Er didn't dare to let Cheng Wu ruin such a good painting, this was such a painting that he finally asked for from Yan Liben.

Xiao Er hurriedly reported the situation to the shopkeeper above, and the shopkeeper saw that it was Cheng Wu, and knew that Cheng Wu was the gentleman of the grandsons of several Guogongs, and he was a cultural person, and it seemed that Cheng Wu wanted to leave some ink treasures.

The shrewd shopkeeper immediately asked Xiao Er to quickly take the polished ink and brush and take them to Cheng Wu.

Cheng Wuzheng was interested, plus a little drunk, and when he saw Xiao Er coming over with a brush and ink, he didn't think about it, picked up the brush and brushed a few strokes, wrote a poem in the blank space of the painting, and turned around and walked downstairs without looking.

There are many literati and writers who can go up to the second floor to eat, and when Cheng Wu was writing just now, many people came to see it, and as soon as Cheng Wu left, many people gathered to see what kind of masterpiece the young man left behind.

I saw the young man standing at the front and read:

Mercy Nong

On the afternoon of hoeing day,

Sweat drops down the soil.

Who knows the Chinese food on the plate,

Every grain is hard.