Qutang is noisy and twelve beaches, and people say that the road is difficult in ancient times.

Long hatred is not as good as water, waiting for the waves on the flat ground.

There is a valley in the east of Tongguan 30 miles, Hangu Guanxi 80 miles, this valley is located in the territory of Huxian County, more than 300 miles away from Chang'an City. It is close to the traffic post road that runs through the inside and outside of the pass, and is hidden in the canyon, and the location is very dangerous. There is a spring dove stream in the mountain, which leads to the Yellow River to the north, and there is a small village next to this stream, Quanjiuli. Five households are neighbors, and five neighbors are inside.

It's August, and the August sky is filled with a hint of midsummer mania, and the autumn tiger still dominates the majesty of the sun, and the mildness that rages on the autumn day. The air is filled with the fragrance of osmanthus flowers, which is the smile of the earth in return to the industrious. Autumn is the festival of the industrious, everything is flourishing, and the fruit of the tree is ripe; The crops of geography are ripe, the hopes of the children, and the expectations of the housemothers are all gathered in the abundant fruits and the ears of grain that bend over.

Happiness comes in the same form, but misfortune varies. In the innermost part of the mountain stream far from the village, there is an independent dilapidated farmhouse courtyard, but it is full of oppressive atmosphere, which is incompatible with the joy of this golden autumn.

This small courtyard has three thatched houses, a main room, and a wing room in the east and west. There is a small courtyard in the middle, and under the porch of the east and west wings, there are straw sandals that are braided, and the wooden fences around them are covered with soaked and dried cattails. This family should be a solid family, and the owner is not only a farmer, but also a craftsman. After the Han Dynasty passed through Wenjing, many of the harsh policies of the tyrannical Qin were abolished, and commerce and handicrafts were no longer strictly prohibited as in the former Qin.

Now, the whole courtyard is filled with an atmosphere of anxiety, and a man looks to be in his thirties, and his face is full of vicissitudes. Wearing a clean linen dress with patches and patches, he was sitting on the stone pier at the door of the east wing, with both feet on a straw shoe made of thick branches, a thick rope tied around his waist, and the straw shoes made were hung flat between the branches and the thick rope, and the two parts of the last and the tip were worn and fixed with nails, and the braided grass sole was covered on the bottom surface of the last, and then the wedge-shaped plate was used to clamp the inner layer of the flat sole and wear and fix. Choose a slender pampas grass, insert the remaining pampas grass gap from one side of the woven sole, bend to one side, become two, close to the shoe last, respectively forward twisting, and twist the two twisted pampas leaves in turn to twist the warp and weft of the sole to make the sole fixed. The man lowered his head and focused on knitting the straw sandals in his hand. A pair of rough big hands, the movements are like flowing water, which shows that the craftsmanship is exquisite and skillful.

Straw sandals have been done a lot, and they are stacked in disorder.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone down from the top of the hill behind the thatched hut in the west wing, and sprinkled in the courtyard, and at the gate of the courtyard walled with a fence of tree branches, there was a middle-aged man, in his thirties, with a fair and clean face, although it was also a coarse cloth garment, and it was also damaged, but it was also clean. Slowly pacing back and forth, the shadow was stretched long in the setting sun.

The steady pace could not hide the unconscious movements of his hands, and from time to time he looked at the eyes of the path leading to the outside of the courtyard, which completely exposed the owner's anxious mood now.

The chimney that should have been cooking smoke is not at all at this time.

"Your Highness" The man finally put down the work in his hand, gently patted the placket on his chest, gently walked behind the young man, bowed his body slightly, and arched his hand: "Your Highness, you should go back to the house to rest and rest first, you have been standing here for a long time, your body is expensive." Here Xiaomin is staring, as soon as Brother Zhang comes back, I will tell you immediately. ”

"Hey" the young man sighed, clasped his right hand with his left hand, and then his left hand with his right hand, as if to say to himself, "It's been two days, I should have come back early."

This middle-aged man, who is the crown prince of the dynasty, Liu Ju, more than ten days ago, because of the involvement of the witch Gu incident, killed Jiang Chong in a fit of anger and was suspected of rebellion by the current emperor, although with the support of the mother and the queen guard, he also raised troops to resist, but after all, he raised troops in a hurry, and there were not enough weapons and soldiers, and several barracks did not listen to the dispatch, and he was not the opponent of the imperial army, and he only insisted on a few days and was defeated. had to leave in a hurry with his two sons, and the eldest son Liu Jin, because Liangdi had just given birth, couldn't get out and stayed in the palace.

When he turned around and saw that the man was still hunched, he patted him on the shoulder, "Excuse me, I'm no longer a prince." From now on, you can just call me Liu Ju."

"How's that going to work!" The man hurriedly said, "Etiquette must not be abolished"

"Oh, don't be impressed for three days. Dali, when did you learn to write crepe too? It's not easy. ”

Dali, that's the name of this man who weaves straw sandals. He can get acquainted with the crown prince, and there is also an adventure.

Emperor Wu, who was born and had his eldest son at the age of nearly 30, was very excited, and ordered someone to write "The Crown Prince's Fu" for Liu Ju, which was equivalent to announcing to the world in advance that the newborn baby was the crown prince, and made his mother Wei Zifu the queen by his wife, and granted amnesty to the world. Therefore, Liu Ju is not only the eldest son of Emperor Wu, but also his only son-in-law, and Emperor Wu's move has further consolidated Liu Ju's position. Six years later, at the age of 7, Liu Ju was made the crown prince, and his three half-brothers subsequently took over one after another, and Liu Ju's position as crown prince was extremely stable. In the process of Liu Ju's growth, Emperor Wu poured special efforts. For the prince to build Bowang Garden five miles outside the south gate of Chang'an City, as a place for the prince to receive all kinds of people. Allowing him to recruit disciples was Emperor Wu's initiative, showing Emperor Wu's eagerness to regard him as his successor.

Liu Ju has a very wide range of friends, from princes and generals to peddlers and pawns, all of whom he is associating. And among the peddlers' pawns, Dali is one of them.

The parents died early, and the beloved (wife) also died due to dystocia, and both mother and child died. In addition to farming, Dali also has the craft of weaving straw sandals, the straw sandals he weaves are durable and popular, and the price is relatively low, every time he goes to the market, his straw sandals can be snatched up. There are also people who draw the strings for him and persuade him to continue the strings. But Dali has a deep affection for his deceased wife and has always been single. It is also because he is a person, his expenses are small, and his life is relatively wealthy in the surrounding miles.

There is no burden of life, because it is a single household, and the conscripts will not draw him, and he often walks around when the farm is not working. A few years ago, he came to Chang'an City hundreds of miles away with a few traders, of course, he did not go to Chang'an City to sell straw sandals, just in the bazaar he chatted with those few traders, heard how prosperous and lively Chang'an City is, and went into the city to take a look and take a stroll.

It may be the first time to come to the city, and after a while, I lost my way and couldn't find the south, south, west, and north. The houses in the city are all the same, the roads are also horizontal and vertical, walking in it is like entering a labyrinth, fortunately, I followed those few vendors closely, and I only walked around in a city in Chang'an City, so I didn't get lost. Looking at the shops and restaurants everywhere, my heart is excited, yearning, and at the same time inferior.

"Bowangyuan is open and recruiting!" I don't know who howled and chatted, and the whole market became agitated. It's not because of the tendency of the merchants to become inflammatory, but in this era, the social status of the merchants is too low, and there is no way to get ahead. For Shang Jia, it is a great gospel, and it will be a great honor to be able to become a guest of the prince. The person who originally led the strong force couldn't take care of him anymore, and hurriedly ran away with a group of people. Dali had no choice but to follow this group of people and ran for several miles, but as the number of people increased, Dali didn't find anyone he was familiar with, but found another ending: Dali was lost!

Looking at the same house, the same street, Dali's only choice is to continue to follow the crowd, hoping to see his familiar figure in the crowd. Out of the south gate, until Bowangyuan, Dali did not find it. He had no choice but to continue to move through the crowd. The crowd was divided into several, and when he searched for it in different crowds, he was either driven away directly, or he was looked at like an idiot: there was only one person who dared to penetrate the crowd in fancy clothes with a coarse cloth.

"Are you looking for someone?" A gentle voice came from behind him.

"Yes, yes" Dali quickly turned around and saw a man dressed in coarse cloth like him, looking at him with a smile.

"You're here too?" The coarse cloth man still spoke softly.

"I used to be quite idle, but now I'm not idle at all, I'm in a hurry to find someone, you have

Let's find someone else, I'm not familiar with it here. "Vigorously turn around and leave.

"Wait, maybe I can help you"

"Really?" Dali immediately stood up and turned around.

"Of course," said the coarse cloth man with an oath, "you are not familiar here, but I am familiar." ”

"Great, great," said vigorously and hurriedly, and it was a drowsy pillow for him to have someone to help.

"You're not from Chang'an?"

"No, no, I'm from Quanjiu, and I'll come to Chang'an with a few acquaintances."

"Just to see? Your family is wealthy? The coarse cloth man's face turned a little cold.

"It's not rich, now the whole family is just me, I am full of food, and the whole family is not hungry"

"You have no parents, no lovers, no children, no brothers and sisters?"

"My parents have passed away a long time ago, my lover died in childbirth, my brother also beat the Huns and died, and my sister got married."

"I see," the coarse cloth man's face returned to calm, "and what do you live on?" ”

"My ancestors left a few acres of land, and I could live by farming, and when I was free, I made some straw sandals to sell. By the way, what are they doing here? When I was free, I made straw sandals,

The straw sandals I knit are sturdy, but a little farther away. ”

"What's your name?"

"My name is Dali, and our neighbors know me." Said vigorously and proudly.

Although from beginning to end, Dali didn't know who the person he was talking to was, but, in

With the help of this person, in the place where the businessmen gathered, they still found the person Dali wanted to find, without the help of this person, it was really not easy for Dali to find them, not that there were too many people, but that the identity of their group of businessmen was too low, and they were squeezed into a very remote place.

On the way back to the market, someone recognized the identity of the coarse cloth man, and Dali learned that the person talking to him was the current prince.

"Hehe" The man who was called vigorously twisted for no reason, and scratched the back of his head with his hand, "Since I came back from Chang'an last time, I went to the master's house in the village, he told me." I also gave him two pairs of straw sandals. I told them that I had met the crown prince, the emperor's son, but they didn't believe it. ”

Wang Dali seemed to open up the topic all of a sudden, and he didn't even have the last bit of reserve. And the young man was also infected by his emotions, and his mood was much more relaxed, and he quietly looked at the man opposite.

"You don't know, I have been to Chang'an City alone, and I have never even been to the master. Most of them had only been to the bazaar. ”

"Chang'an City is really big"

……

finally found that he had too many words, and the prince didn't say a word, and he was embarrassed to hehe. "By the way, Your Highness, you better go into the house and rest for a while. I don't know if the condition of the two little highnesses has improved. Hey, we don't have Langzhong here.

At such a young age, what a sin."

"It should be fine, the fever has subsided last night." Liu Ju glanced outside the courtyard again, walked listlessly to the main room, pushed open the door, walked in, and closed the door.