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Zhenguan has just passed, and Yonghui has arrived. This is the largest dynasty in Chinese history, and it is the heyday that countless people dream of returning to at midnight. Siyi surrenders, the sea is inclusive, and the diversity is blended, this is Datang!

Hugging his mother and sister, Helan Minzhi's heart was filled with infinite yearning at this time. However... The truth is not as rosy as it seems.

Look at the thing on the table that seems to be noodle soup, but it doesn't seem to be noodle soup. The corners of the mouth twitched slightly, this... Listening to them, it looks like a soup cake. The devil knows that the soup cake turned out to be noodle soup.

And what about the legendary halogen?

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he seemed to be quite happy to see his mother and sister eating. I really don't understand what there is to be happy about this bowl of white noodles.

"Brother, why don't you eat?" Tilting her head and looking at Helan Minzhi cutely, Minyue swallowed the soup cake in her mouth and asked in a milky voice.

"That's right, the soup cakes in this small shop are pretty good, let's eat them." Wu Shun was also very happy to eat.

"Uh... This is eaten, this is eaten. ”

In desperation, he drank a bowl of legendary soup cakes. The eating habits and food types of this Tang people are really boring. However, I also secretly sighed in my heart that I was lucky. It's a shame that I didn't have any small rice, and that thing is really hard to swallow. If you eat too much, you will have a stomach ache easily.

After being inspected by Lang Zhong, he learned that it was indeed just a tiring journey and there was no major problem, Wu Shun was really relieved.

After dinner, Wu Shun took the two siblings back to the room to rest. But make no mistake, one room, two beds. Even in the Tang Dynasty, there was no boy of this age who shared a bed with his mother.

You must know that during the Zhenguan period, the law stipulated that you could get married at the age of twelve. Failure to marry at the age of eighteen is punishable. Helan Minzhi is now eight years old, and he will be of marriage age in four years.

When night falls, the Tang people always adhere to the law of life and rest at sunrise and sunset. Whether it is the government's curfew policy in the cities or the simple farming rules of the Chinese people, there is no habit of staying up late. But as a modern person, I really can't sleep.

However, there was no light in the whole room, only a faint moonlight shining in. There was no movement outside, and the whole thing was unusually quiet.

Helan Minzhi tossed and turned on the bed.

"Son, are you still awake?" Wu Shun suddenly asked.

"Eun, what's wrong, mother?" A little puzzled, Helan Minzhi was slightly stunned.

Without an answer, I heard the sound of dressing on the bed. Then the faint candlelight lit up. After getting used to the electric light, I never thought that candlelight could be very bright. But in the darkness of the night, it was really a bright light.

Sitting up from the bed and looking at Wu Shun, who was busy with work, Helan Minzhi tilted his head: "What are you doing?" Mother, mother? ”

Wu Shun didn't answer, and after a while, Helan Minzhi found that it was on a small wooden table. The four treasures of pen, ink, paper, inkstone, and study have all been placed.

I was in my heart for a moment, and I wouldn't let myself write, would I? Although he inherited Helan Minzhi's memory, I don't know if this skill has been inherited? I don't know anything about calligraphy.

"Come on, come on, come and write." Wu Shun lifted the table to his bed and sat beside him. You must know that there were no chairs in the Tang Dynasty. They usually sit on their knees or stand and write.

Gritted his teeth and picked up the pen. Tilting his head to look at Wu Shun, it didn't matter what he looked at, his body seemed to freeze from top to bottom.

Wu Shun, who got up in a hurry, didn't care about his clothes at all, and his clothes were casually draped on his body and wore pants. The hair is casually draped, and it looks very soft behind the back. I don't know what the Tang people use to clean it, but there is always a special fragrance.

The corners of the eyes are raised, and the eyes are seductive. A tall nose bridge under the light, half a closed red lip. A few strands of hair hung down playfully, adding a little bit of casualness and laziness. The face on his side is almost exquisite to the point of being indescribable.

Under the faint candlelight, the beauty does not apply powder, and only wears a belly pocket on her upper body. Half of the crisp breasts leaked outside, the Tang people were already dressed openly, and now they are in the bedroom, only their own children. Wu Shun naturally didn't care much.

Hot spring water slippery wash cream.

Compared with Wushun's skin at this time, I'm afraid it's still slightly inferior!

Glamorous, at this time she is less enchanting than five points more holy. Beauty, except for this word, there is no word to describe it.

In his previous life, he was just an orphan, and after joining the work, he was an otaku, where did he see a beauty of this level, sitting in front of him in disheveled clothes. Looking at yourself with a smile and tenderness?

Even if Mingzhi is his mother, Helan Minzhi still can't help but be intoxicated by her beauty. This intoxication does not contain a trace of selfish distractions. It's just a simple yearning for beauty. Human beings originated from the primitive pursuit of beauty.

Seeing him staring at himself blankly, Wu Shun couldn't help but blush slightly. Gently stretched out his finger and pointed at Helan Minzhi's forehead: "Is my son stupid?" Hee-hee. ”

The agility of a young girl, and the charm of a young woman, mother, what kind of trouble are you doing?

With her light, Helan Min could regain his senses. The tender white little face turned red instantly, and he took the brush in his hand seriously, and he was sluggish again.

This, this, this, I can't write it myself.

"Huh? I haven't said what to write, but what is this to write? ”

"Ah, yes, mother, this big night, what are you going to write?"

'Snap' slapped lightly on the back of the head, "My son is really stupid, in the evening, you made such good long and short sentences, why don't you hurry up and write them down?" When you arrive in Chang'an, your mother will promote it for you, so that my son can become famous in Chang'an. Unexpectedly, my son is really fast at reading. Ask them whose son can make such heart-wrenching sentences at the age of eight. ”

After finishing speaking, he hugged Helan Minzhi's head and kissed him fiercely on the little face.

Although he was kissed by the beautiful mother again, Helan Minzhi had no time to be excited at this time, and 10,000 grass and mud horses were galloping in his heart.

'I just do it.' Just came back from time travel, and still imitated the ancients to compose poems? Let's not talk about it in the future, how can this hand of calligraphy be neat now? ’

"Write, what are you waiting for? After a day of carriage, my mother was too tired to do it. He snorted as he spoke.

I gritted my teeth, and I had to write it hard. Fortunately, Fu Lingzhi still knows how to use a brush.

'Whew'

These few small characters were written, as if they had done a lot of work, and there were slight sweat stains on their backs. It's not tired, scared.

'Amitabha, Brother Ma Zhiyuan, it's not like a buddy can't stand you. Who doesn't copy poems, you are so talented, write two more poems casually. As for whether this is a Yuan song or a long or short sentence or a Song ci or something, it doesn't matter. ’

Wu Shun gently picked up the paper and blew the ink, "Withered vines and old trees, faint crows, small bridges and flowing water, ancient roads and west wind and thin horses, the sun sets, and the broken intestines are at the end of the world." ”

"My son's long and short sentences are really well written." After admiring it, he saw Helan Minzhi looking at him.

quickly sank his face: "It's only been a few days, and this word has regressed a lot." ”

"Uh... The stumbling ones were speechless. Although a skill is blessed, after all, this is to catch ducks on the shelves, and it is not to practice it since childhood. It's normal to write unfamiliarly and crookedly.

Coming over, the first time I saw my mother's face, it was really a bit majestic. This body is still a little afraid of inertia.

Looking at Helan Minzhi's appearance, Wu Shun dried the ink and folded the paper.

"When we get home, we will have to practice our calligraphy."

"Yes, yes," what else can be done but to respond in unison? However, Wu Shun was right. Not to mention that the Tang Dynasty people must write a good hand to be an official, which is their own Helan Minzhi's body. Even if he was a prodigal son in his previous life, his writing was real, and his good words were also true.

"Alright, my son has been traveling all the way, let's rest quickly. Lang Zhong also said, you have to rest. Soon, we will be in Chang'an one day. ”

"Mother, go to bed early."

After blowing out the candlelight, Helan Minzhi also fell into a deep sleep.

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A rooster crowed and woke him up from his sleep and looked up at the window. It was just dawning, and I didn't even see a shadow of sunshine. I was just about to close my eyes and continue to fall asleep, when suddenly I heard a laugh like a silver bell in my ears.

"My brother is so lazy, it's already a quarter of a minute and he can't get out of bed."

I opened my eyes again in a daze. Helan Minyue was already dressed and standing in front of her bed, looking at herself and giggling.

'It's ,,, a quarter,,, which should be 5:15 a.m., right? I got up at 5:15, what were I going to do? Although he was slandered in his heart, he didn't dare to say anything. I also know that the ancients made it at sunrise and smelled the chickens and danced.

The officials of the court had to get up at two or three o'clock in the morning, and they had already arrived at the imperial city at five o'clock in the morning to wait for the emperor to prepare for the court.

This is true of all the people in the ruling class, let alone the poor people? Not to mention those who are in a hurry.

"Yue'er, did you call my brother to get up?" Just as he was about to get up, Wu Shun's voice came from outside the door.

"Shouted, my brother was lazy and didn't get up. Hee-hee-hee. With that, he ran out with a grin.

Stinky girl, she didn't shout at all! Eccentric, Helan Minyue!

"Get up." shouted, got up and dressed. The clothes of the Tang Dynasty were not as complicated as those of later dynasties. The clothing of the Tang Dynasty was greatly influenced by the period of the Northern and Southern Dynasties, and was also greatly influenced by foreign ethnic groups such as the Xianbei people. It becomes simpler, not complicated. The Tang people are martial, this kind of clothes are simple and convenient, easy to ride a horse and do things. Most of the men are mainly in Hufu, whether it is the princes and nobles, or the poor people have a special preference for Hufu. The only difference is the color of the costume.

During the Taizu and Taizong periods, there were clear regulations on the color of clothing, which is the basis for distinguishing class grades.

For example, now Helan Minzhi can only wear a white hufu. This is the color of the poor, maybe that's how Bai Ding came from!

Shaking his head, he thought about it again. Hurry up and get dressed and go out, otherwise, Minyue's little girl should laugh at herself again.

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