Datang Zhenguan for 16 years.

Li Er was so angry with the crown prince Li Chengqian that his chest was tight and short of breath, and he just wanted to go out for a private visit and have a good time.

On the way out of Chang'an to Luoyang, Li Er remembered the unbearable past.

That year, he was killed by Li Jiancheng and drank poisoned wine.

went to Luoyang in a hurry to avoid trouble, and almost lost his life.

An Shi, a servant girl who served him, gave birth to a son on the way to avoid disaster.

Li Er, who was weak at the time, ordered someone to engrave a Hui character on the jade, and stuffed the child into swaddling clothes with trembling hands.

It's a pity that he didn't wait for Luoyang, An's lost his recuperation after giving birth, and together with Li Hui, who had not yet died at term, he was hastily buried in a barren mountain.

After Li Er ascended the throne, he ordered someone to move the grave of An's mother and son.

It was reported that the tomb had been stolen, and only one skeleton remained.

The clothes were still there, and the jewelry was looted.

The prince died early, and Li Er almost forgot that he had lost a son.

What is a son? It's a debt!

Li Er sighed and galloped wildly, as if he wanted to forget these troubles.

There was a tea stall next to the official road in front, and a few broken logs supported a straw shed.

Three rough wooden tables, each with four stools next to it.

Some of these tea stalls often have three or two passers-by who take a break and drink saliva.

But this broken tea stall is actually full of people on twelve stools, one by one intoxicated drinking water from the coarse porcelain bowl.

Many of them were neatly dressed, and they did not look like passers-by at all.

When the guards saw that there was something strange about the tea stall, they immediately slowed down their horses and became vigilant.

The owner of the tea stall was a young man of sixteen or seventeen years old, and when he raised his head, he immediately frightened several guards in front of him.

This face is clearly Li Er when he was young.

Li Er also noticed that this young man was born like himself, and he also looked clever and capable. Signaling the guards to pretend not to know him, Li Er stroked his beard and walked into the tea stall.

Without waiting for the young man to greet him, the two people on the outermost stool consciously squeezed to the side and gave Li Er a stool.

Li Er simply sat down.

"Does the boss have anything to drink?"

The young man said neatly:

"Those who love sweetness have honey tea, and those who like fragrance have flower tea, and they don't like both, and there is green tea."

Li Hui, the owner of the tea stall, crossed the Renshi last year.

People cross to send gold fingers and space, and Li Hui crosses directly to send sick and weak old women, or wear them and wait for their breath.

The old lady intermittently told Li Hui that he was not her own, but that her dead ghost was dug back in the barren mountain grave circle

Come on.

The dead ghost Lao Li has been digging graves all his life, lacking virtue and having no children, but he also raises him as a baby.

It's a pity that when he was five years old, Lao Li robbed the east window of the tomb and was beheaded.

The mother and son depend on each other for their lives and struggle to survive.

The other jewelry in the tomb entered the pawnshop early.

Only Li Hui's swaddling clothes were left, a jade pendant engraved with the word Hui, which could be regarded as a thought for the child.

After saying this, the old lady also swallowed her breath.

Mrs. Li has been widowed for many years, how can she have any family business?

relied on selling tea on the official road to barely support Li Hui.

Poor Li Hui, who bears the name of the son of a tomb robber, is struggling.

There is no tile to cover the rain, and there is no good land below.

What's worse is that Li Hui has to sign in place for a year before he can activate the crossing system.

Li Hui, who has no source of livelihood, can only silently take over Mrs. Li's tea stall, and sell Master Li's tea series with the recipe of the tea drink in his memory.

Li Er was bitter in his heart and asked for the sweetest honey tea.

How dare the guards let Li Er drink first, pretending to be in a hurry, and snatching himself to test the poison first.

Li Hui was suddenly annoyed, and pointed at the guards and shouted.

"Go out and be a person, this uncle is almost as old as your father, can't he respect the old?"

Li Hui poured out a bowl for Li Er from a large copper pot with honey written on it, stretched out his hand in front of the guard, and said angrily:

"Ten cents."

Li Er twisted his beard and looked at the young man with a look of love in his eyes.

How dare the guards slack off, they quickly took out twenty wen and smiled.

"I've invited this master, and I should make amends, I'm really in a hurry."

The guard pretended to pass by, so he mounted his horse and continued to run.

Li Er nodded and complimented.

"Young people are upright, not like businessmen."

The person who gave up his seat to Li Er just now also sighed at this time.

"It's evil, it's a good kid's background after falling into a sinner, I don't believe that Li Badshui can raise such a decent son?"

Another person who gave up his seat to Li Er also sighed:

"How can grave diggers not be endless? I bet that Brother Hui is a borrowed seed from Mrs. Li. ”

Li Er thought to himself that he was worried about his son who was not angry.

This kid is not happy because he has a father who is not angry.

The world is unfair!

"Hey, this honey tea is delicious, and it quenches your thirst."

Li Er couldn't help but boast.

"Uncle has a good eye!"

Li Hui greeted the guests with a smile, mainly because he was in a good mood today.

As soon as it was past twelve o'clock, his system was activated, and he no longer had to act as a street vacuum cleaner here.

Find a place with beautiful scenery, even if he is a farmer in Datang, Li Hui can live a prosperous life.

Li Er tasted the tea and beckoned Li Hui to sit over.

"Young man, how do you make this tea?"

Li Hui glanced up and down at Li Er, who was in his forties.

He is stout in life, calm and relaxed, and very good at talking to people.

This must be a businessman!

Li Hui rolled his eyes, sat opposite Li Er, and said with a smile:

"Uncle has seen strong winds and waves at a glance." Li Er took a closer look at Li Hui, and then saw that there was no flaw in his dress.

Could it be that this kingly spirit was noticed by this young man?

Li Er liked this young man more and more, and deliberately teased him and said:

"The old man traveled from south to north, rare things in the world, saw countless things, and drank such a good tea for the first time."

"The young man is not as big as the lion, how about selling me the recipe for this tea?"

Li Er originally wanted to help the young man and let him have the capital to do some bigger business.

With the shrewdness of a young man, it was only a matter of time before he turned over.

Who knew that Li Hui approached Li Er and lowered his voice.

"It's useless to have a recipe alone, my family's sugar is 10,000 times better than that supplied by the government."

Li Er immediately became interested, this sugar and salt have always been controlled by the imperial court.

Good sugar is all for the queen, you have to go into his stomach, this young man has it?

Li Hui saw Li Er's suspicious look, and picked up three copper kettles that were almost bottomed out to greet Li Er.

"Uncle doesn't believe it, you can follow me to take a look."

"The old man is well-informed, don't brag about it, young man."

When Li Hui heard this, the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

"If my sugar is not good, the honey tea recipe will be sent to you, what if my sugar is good?"

Li Er was provoked and laughed heartily.

"You mention the conditions!"

Li Hui said firmly: "I don't think my uncle is an ordinary person, so it's better for us to do a big business together." ”

Li Er was led into a dilapidated thatched house in the suburbs by this interesting young man.

Seeing that the inside and outside were cleaned up, I secretly praised this young man for doing things carefully.

Li Hui put down the copper kettle, opened the lock of the small cabinet in the back room, and took out the cane sugar he had purified.

Li Er's eyes only swept over the white and delicate cane sugar, and his gaze stayed directly on the jade pendant placed next to the sugar jar.

Is it the grave of the An family dug by his father?

Li Er was just about to be furious, when he suddenly thought of something, and asked in a trembling voice: "Child, how old are you this year?" ”