Su Jiudong saw that Wen Yiheng rarely showed such a child's heart, and couldn't help but play with his heart and deliberately joke:

"Well, you didn't wait for me to wake up before you had dinner, and I'm going to punish you...... You can't touch this soup yellow croaker, you can only watch me eat it from the side. ”

However, before Wen Yiheng could respond, Ding Xuming, who was guarding the door, couldn't help but speak for Wen Yiheng: "Miss Su, you misunderstood, Gongzi originally wanted to wait for you to wake up and have dinner, but his stomach was so empty that he was so hungry that his stomach rolled and roared. ”

"The doctor in the house also mentioned it to the lowly position, and informed him that the son had gastrointestinal problems, and asked my mother, who was a subordinate, to supervise his diet, so the lowly position persuaded the son to eat a piece of dry food cake to pad his belly......"

Wen Yiheng interrupted Ding Xuming's words at the right time: "Okay Xuming, I want to have dinner with Su Jiudong, I don't want anyone to disturb me, you go downstairs and keep guard, don't let unrelated people wait into this small building." ”

After taking away the "mouthy" Ding Xuming, Wen Yiheng got up neatly and closed the door, and sat back opposite Su Jiudong, but he dodged her concerned eyes.

At this time, Su Jiudong sat in his seat, staring at the white rice that Wen Yiheng had mixed fish soup for her in front of him, he was silent for a while, no longer happy just now, and obviously had recovered his usual sanity and calmness from the state of teasing just now.

Even when Wen Yiheng led the army to stay on the periphery of the Altay Mountains during the war with Su Jinguo, Su Jiudong had never heard a soldier say that Wen Yiheng was starving to the point of stomach churning for the sake of the war.

Su Jiudong never thought that Wen Yiheng, who was calm and self-controlled, would also have a time when his stomach was rumbling with hunger, and he didn't dare to imagine how Wen Yiheng would be so hungry today that he was so hungry that he was so hungry that he was so hungry that he was waiting for her to wake up.

Wen Yiheng, who has experienced "strong winds and waves", today he endured skipping lunch and dinner in order to wait for her to wake up and eat together, Su Jiudong only felt that such Wen Yiheng was really naïve and stupid, but he was also pitiful and cute.

Su Jiudong pulled Wen Yiheng to sit beside him distressedly, personally filled a bowl of fish soup and fed it to Wen Yiheng's mouth, and persuaded softly in distress: "You are hungry for me today, you eat first......"

"I've eaten, I'm not hungry, you can eat more if you like." Wen Yiheng was "fed" by Su Jiudong at this time, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was marginless for a while, and the smile was dazzling. It's like a dazzling sun.

Su Jiudong's eyes rolled around, and he thought of another words: "No!" I just want you to eat first...... You should be considered to have tested the poison for me, after all, in such a strange environment, who knows if there will be a problem with the chef in the inn. ”

Wen Yiheng subconsciously retorted: "No, I sent a secret guard to watch when the cook was sitting in the water, and I didn't allow anyone to poison the food......

Wen Yiheng himself was the victim of being secretly poisoned, and he would never allow Su Jiudong to be poisoned by others, so he instructed the secret guards to pay more attention to all kinds of poisoning methods and things in their daily precautions.

After Wen Yiheng finished speaking, a pair of smiling eyes turned his head and looked into Su Jiudong's water-cutting autumn pupils.

Su Jiudong's clear and gloomy eyes seemed to have magical power, even if she didn't say a word, Wen Yiheng could understand its meaning, obey the "instructions" conveyed from her eyes, obediently took the soup bowl, and tasted the delicious fish soup.

Wen Yiheng picked up a towel to wipe the corners of his mouth, smiled at Su Jiudong's face, and the meaning of the joke became stronger: "The poison test is over, there is no poison in the fish soup, Miss Jiudong can eat it with confidence~"

Su Jiudong was also playful, and in the background of the red glow in the sky, he smiled at Wen Yiheng with a gorgeous and matchless smile: "Okay, Miss Ben saw that your drug test officer did a good job today, and decided to reward you with the opportunity to dine with me today." ”

While Wen Yiheng and Su Jiudong were eating dinner, they broke the rule of "eating without saying anything", and happily played and laughed verbally.

Dinner time, which usually only takes about a quarter of an hour to eat, was actually forgotten today, Wen Yiheng and Su Jiudong, who were forcibly dragged out for nearly half an hour, before they finally ran out.

Full of wine and food, Su Jiudong picked up a towel to wipe the corners of his mouth, and said apologetically: "We finished dinner so late today, and I don't know if the dishwasher in the kitchen will dislike us for delaying his time......"

"When the time comes, I'll reward him with some more money." Wen Yiheng replied, walked out of the room and whispered a few words to Ding Xuming.

Most of the guys in charge of washing dishes and washing pots in the kitchen are still thirteen or fourteen-year-old adults, and there are a few undernourished children, who are only as tall as the water dispenser, and it is very difficult to fetch water.

Such a young child should have grown up safely under the protection of his parents, and the reason why they were apprentices in the kitchen was nothing more than to make a living in the future, Wen Yiheng clearly knew that in the face of such a crowd, it was the most practical to send them silver taels.

After dinner, Wen Yiheng and Su Jiudong finished rinsing their mouths, and now it was time for them to "routinely" chat.

Su Jiudong's room was on the second floor, and just now when Wen Yiheng entered the house, before he could close the door, he heard a noise outside the room. I didn't want to mention it much when I was eating just now, but now that I can finally relax after eating, Su Jiudong asked curiously:

"What happened downstairs when you entered the room with a plate just now? I heard what seemed to be a lot of people, and it seemed to be very lively. ”12

Wen Yiheng and Su Jiudong leaned together, and replied in a casual voice: "It seems that you not only have a sensitive nose, but also a sharp ear...... At that time, there were people on the lower floor of the first floor who were competing and fighting poems. ”

"At that time, there were two good stories of the Lanting Pavilion and the West Garden, and some people gathered to make fighting poems, and it is not surprising that there were more interested onlookers."

Su Jiudong immediately expressed his interest in fighting poems: "Will there be fighting poems every day, or only today?" ”

"It is said that it is a local festival set up to celebrate the marriage of Tibet and promote the friendship between Tang and Tibet, so in the last ten days, there will be a poetry fighting meeting every afternoon, and on the last day, the winner of the best poetry will be decided by the official master, and there will be mysterious prizes."

"It's the seventh day." Wen Yiheng smiled: "What? Are you also interested? ”

Su Jiudong smiled and nodded: "Although I don't know much about poetry, I'm not afraid that someone will laugh at me for participating in the poetry fighting meeting as an elegant gesture." This so-called poetry fight, I would like to take a look. ”

Wen Yiheng immediately nodded in agreement: "Okay, since you are interested, then we will stay in Yuzhou for a few more days, so that the others can rest, and they are tired of the recent rush." ”

Wen Yiheng is considerate of his subordinates, and the people below have been favored, so they are naturally happy to enjoy it, cherishing and enjoying the rare "vacation" that has been on the road for days and days during this time.

The next day, Su Jiudong got up early and flipped through the poems found by the shopkeeper in the room, which was quite a bit of a temporary mending, and patiently waited for the arrival of the poetry meeting in the afternoon.

However, Su Jiudong waited from the end of the morning to the end of the afternoon, and he did not see any intention of literati and artists gathering on the first floor.

Su Jiudong was already impatient to wait, so he simply put on a hat and went downstairs to ask the shopkeeper:

"Dare to ask the second brother, wouldn't there be a poetry fighting meeting in the afternoon? It is said that the poetry fighting will last for ten days, and today seems to be the eighth day? But why don't anyone come here? ”

The shopkeeper recognized that the beautiful woman in front of him who was wearing a hat but still couldn't hide her demeanor was the lady of the family who stayed in the inn yesterday, so he enthusiastically introduced:

"The so-called poetry will indeed be held for ten days, and our small poetry fighting meeting in the territory of Yuzhou can attract the attention of your nobles, who must also love poetry. But I'm afraid that the nobles only know one thing, but they don't know the other. ”

"In the first seven days of the Fighting Poetry Society, we will fight poetry in seven different hotels every day, and the last three days will gather in the cloth clothing hall in the east of the city to compete.

After hearing this, Su Jiudong realized that he had wasted a morning and noon, and had already missed today's poetry meeting, and he didn't know if he would be too late to rush over, so he planned to take this opportunity to make the second little shop clear:

"The Cloth House...... Is it a place where scholars gather on weekdays to give porridge for disaster relief to the people? ”

The cloth clothes refer to the ordinary cheap cloth clothes worn by the ordinary people, so as to describe the frugal life of the people, and simply use "cloth clothes" to refer to the general public.

In ancient times, "cloth" was fabrics such as maze, and "silk" referred to silk fabrics. The rich and noble families wore silk and silk cotton fabrics, while the common people wore linen and kudzu fabrics. Therefore, in the future, it can also be called "cloth clothes" for scholars who have failed to become officials.

Therefore, when Su Jiudong heard the "cloth house", he subconsciously thought of ordinary people and scholars.

The shopkeeper shook his head and explained: "The nobles have misunderstood, the cloth clothes hall is not a disaster relief location, but a pavilion named after the three sects cloth clothes Chen Tao Chen Songbo. ”

"When Chen Songbo passed through Yuzhou, he learned that Princess Wencheng had passed by our Yuzhou when he was with his relatives, so he put up a poem on the wall outside the pavilion where he was staying at that time, and wrote the second poem of "Four Songs of Longxi Xing", and people who came and went could see the poem."

The pavilion where the cloth pavilion and Su Jiudong stayed is now also set up by the government, and officials passing by will be arranged to settle down on weekdays.

But because the cloth clothes hall is too famous because of Chen Tao's "Longxi Xing", the literati like to stay there, and the officials like to come here, and they are not afraid of robbing each other of each other's business.

It is precisely because of this that there is no conflict between the two pavilions, so if Su Jiudong asks, the shopkeeper is also happy to answer.

"Later, during the reign of Tang Xuanzong, the prime minister Jiang Shen, passed by the pavilion and saw Chen Songbo's poems, he loved it very much, so he ordered the government to name the pavilion after Chen Songbo's self-proclaimed Sanjiao cloth clothes, and renamed it 'cloth pavilion', which is the origin of the cloth pavilion."

Su Jiudong nodded and asked, "I see...... That little girl is rushing to the cloth shop to watch the battle now, is it still too late? ”