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In the fourteenth year of Kaiyuan, Huangmei Season.

Guangling, Huainan Province.

It has been ten years since the plum blossoms, and the rain in Yangzhou has not stopped, the water in the ditch (canal) has risen, and a lot of moss has been drilled out of the cracks along the coast. At night, the rain can be regarded as stopping, the cool breeze blows, and it is still wrapped in a few wisps of mushroom leaves in Yangzhou Yacheng.

Inside a riverside restaurant.

Li Bai wore a white round-necked robe, leaned on the flower railing, and said with a smile: "I told you a long time ago, Weiyang (1) is still a ghost, and he has always attached importance to the Dragon Boat Festival, and he will not miss the lotus race for these three or two drops of rain." This time, Zongxiang is a proof, and the dragon boat is a guarantee, and it will definitely not be able to run away from your liveliness. ”

When the words fell, he couldn't wait to stretch out two small meat hands, tiptoe to open the bamboo curtain, and then poked out the back of his round head and looked into the distance-

Qiandeng Night Market, high-rise buildings with red sleeves, restaurants and tea cake stalls inside and outside Yangzhou Yacheng are lined up one after another;

And the Hangou River trunk where Li Bai's fingertips are heading is moored with dozens of dragon boats made of cinnamon or magnolias. The ship's lights are dotted together, like starlight drowning in the river.

This is the Yangzhou Night Market in the Tang Dynasty.

"Wow-"

"Tomorrow at noon, Jiang Xin will put on a pair of Tianzi mirrors and send them to His Majesty?"

The little head that poked out let out a sigh, and the double hanging mustaches on both sides shook like rabbit ears.

It's very cute.

Li Bai couldn't hold back, stretched out his hand and poked the "rabbit ear", causing this jade and delicate little girl to turn around and glare at her angrily.

She looked at her only four or five years old, combing the double hanging bun commonly used by the child servants, a touch of flowers on her forehead, a light green gown with a red torn skirt, and the brown fawn pupils were really pitiful. But it was such a soft and glutinous little man, and he effortlessly held a black iron sword in his arms, which was half a head taller than a human.

This sword is Li Bai's saber.

Forged by his own hands in black iron, the double blades are sharp, the hilt is retained by bronze lotus leaves, and the scabbard is surrounded by two pieces of ebony, which is very weighty in his hand.

Afraid that the little guy would be tired, Li Bai coaxed: "Qi Niang's strength can carry the tripod, but the bones of the body are not tall when the sword falls, so it is better to put it down first......"

Qi Niang shook her head and straightened her small body: "I'm a boy with a sword." As long as you hold the sword, you can have no worries about food and clothing, and you won't be aggrieved when you grow into a dwarf! ”

Li Bai was amused, and he also knew that Qi Niang was very stubborn in this matter. simply pointed to the food on the table and diverted the topic: "Come and see, the new plum milk in Yangzhou this year can smell the sour smell as soon as you open the lid." ”

Hearing that there was food, Qi Niang suddenly came to her senses.

In the future era, the grass and trees are dead, the soil is deserted, and she has never tasted the taste of food and vegetables. Even, before he grew up, he died silently in the ruined city.

In contrast, Datang has so many delicious foods, it is simply a happy hometown.

Qi Niang couldn't help but swallow her saliva secretly, and then Ma Yu threw the sword to Li Bai, climbed onto the square stool by herself, and dug up a big spoonful of plum milk and stuffed it into her mouth.

Li Bai was shocked.

This is vinegar, not sour!

Qi Niang was really turned upside down. She only tasted a small bite, and then covered her face with a "wow" and burst into tears. Li Bai laughed, and hurriedly poured a cup of sweet drink for this frizzy girl to suppress the sour taste.

The tearful Qi Niang snorted, and complained while drinking: "Ah Lang cheated silver, it's not a good ......"

The little guy is in no one's place, and when he is happy, he always calls Li Bai "Lion Tiger" (Master), and when he calls Ah Lang, he is depressed.

Taibai still wanted to quibble, but suddenly remembered the feat of Qi Niang who opened her mouth to gnaw on the sour jujube thorns after the Taiyuan Mansion last year, and couldn't help but feel a little weak.

"Okay, okay, blame me for not making it clear, plum milk is a condiment, and it has to be served with fish tart, or beef marinated in rice wine to be delicious."

Plum milk is also called plum paste.

The Book of Rites records the different uses of plum sauce as a seasoning for the ancients; In the food utensils unearthed from the Hanjiang Han Tomb in later generations, the inscription of "Mei Yizhi" is also engraved. It can be seen that plums have become the vinegar seasoning of the ancients very early.

Li Bai's mouth was dry, and the store happened to come in around the screen, and brought out a few sweet special Huaiyang dishes from the tray: a cup of golden jade fish, a plate of sugar crab, honey ginger, three pieces of vegetarian dishes, and a few newly made flour balls (hemp balls) and horn millet (zongzi).

Qi Niang stared at it, and didn't hear what Li Bai said at all.

Taibai looked at his own foodie boy servant, and waved his hand helplessly: "Eat when you're hungry." ”

Qi Niang came back to her senses, and at this time she became reserved: "The banquet of literary wine, the guests have not arrived, and they can't eat it." ”

This sounds familiar.

After passing through Luoyang a while ago, Li Baigang made an appointment with several friends of the Pei family.

The so-called literary meeting is also called the banquet of literary wine (2). There are many large and small banquets of the Tang people, and the banquet of literature and wine is an activity of drinking and writing at night held by literati and scholars, and sometimes this banquet is set on a boat, which can be called "boat banquet".

Li Bai and Zhang Luo's literary meeting is naturally based on drinking and composing poems.

The sky was cloudless, the candle flame was extinguished, and under the clear moonlight, Lingnan's Lingxi wine silently hooked Li Bai's wine soul, so that he couldn't help but secretly drink a pot.

It's just a small pot!

was despised by Qi Niang for this.

Thinking of this, Li Bai couldn't help but touch his nose and cough lightly.

"Ahem, today is not a banquet, the person who came is a younger brother of An Lu's own family, who is of the same clan as us, not an outsider." Li Bai thought about it, as if he was afraid of snubbing the other party, and added, "If you don't eat these dishes, they will be cold, and when people arrive, please ask the store to add new dishes, and it won't get in the way." ”

Qi Niang's cheeks bulged, and she felt a little ruined.

She knew that the master's family was a businessman, and he was a wealthy family in the Mianzhou area of Jiannan Province (3), so she was used to spending lavishly. Otherwise, how could I go down to Yangzhou with 300,000 yuan, eat, drink, and have fun all the way, and just arrived in Yangzhou, and the money was less than half.

What if it's all gone?

The little girl was troubled, and her brows were frowned. On the other hand, Li Bai looked like a person who had nothing to do, scooped fish and crabs for Qi Niang, and specially added vegetable leaves and handed them over.

In the dishes, the sea bass meat is white, the mushroom vegetables are tender yellow, and the translucent shell of the sugar crab is even more drooling.

Qi Niang was happy again.

She has always been coaxing, and she will be brilliant when she gives her delicious food.

The little girl's cheeks puffed up again, and this time they were all stuffed with delicious food.

She tasted this, tasted that, and when she ate the sugar crab, the little stars in her eyes suddenly rippled, and they were about to overflow.

"Just know you like this." Li Bai sandwiched another crab, "It's a pity that it's only May now, and it's not a good time to eat crabs." If you wait until June yellow, it will be the best taste in the world! ”

Qi Niang doesn't care how yellow it is.

Children have never had much resistance to sweets, and the sugar particles on this crab are white, which is better than caramel and honey!

Seeing that Qi Niang was curious, Li Bai explained with a smile: "This is white sugar, made of Tianzhu (Indian) sucrose to change color. ”

During the Zhenguan period, Wang Xuance sent an envoy to Tianzhu and brought back the sucrose sugar craftsman. Later, the people of Yangzhou, who have always liked sweetness, saw that the color of Indian sugar was pale yellow, so they improved it many times, and only then did they have the "white sugar" (4) that was as white as snow.

In Sun Simiao's "A Thousand Golden Prescriptions", there is also white sugar as a medicine primer.

Qi Niang likes sweets very much, and wants to eat another crab, but is stopped by Li Bai. The two were at a stalemate, and neither of them wanted to take a step back, so the chopsticks fought on the table, and the sword moves were generally dazzling.

The bamboo curtain is blown by the night wind.

Someone stood on the side of the screen, and after watching for a long time, they laughed.

Li Bai looked sideways, it was the younger brother of An Lu's own family, Li Youcheng (5), who had arrived.

Li Youcheng was just and weakly crowned, and with some youthfulness, he joked loudly: "Twelve Lang always writes to him, and he always says that he has accepted a high-ranking apprentice, and when I look at it today, it is really extraordinary." ”

Qi Niang loves to listen to people's praise, and when she hears that her eyes are bent into crescents, her tail is about to rise to the sky.

Li Bai was also amused, and picked up Qi Niang to greet him: "Seventeen Lang, don't come to harm!" ”

Qi Niang was picked up, and she could only kick with her hands and feet, and she had time to look at the Xiao Langjun she didn't know. Then parroted: "Seventeen Lang, don't come to the sick!" ”

Li Youcheng was stunned and burst out laughing.

Li Bai also pointed at her head with his index finger: "Blind learning, you have to call ...... Uncle Seventeen. ”

Qi Niang flattened her mouth, grinding and chirping and began to pretend to be deaf.

She is not stupid, she called this sound, and there will be countless uncles and aunts in the future, so it is convenient to call "Langjun Niangzi".

For the little guy, the title of Datang hides doorways and doors, which is really troublesome. For example, this birth name is relatively the most private, and it is easy not to tell people, and it can generally only be called by the elders in the family. When it comes to brothers or friends of the same generation, it is mostly called by the rank of the clan.

Like Li Bai, he ranked twelfth in the same generation, and his friends called him "Li Twelve".

The name "Qi Niang" is also a reason.

At the table, Li Youcheng naturally asked about the origin of Qi Niang, Li Bai smiled, poured wine and recalled: "The one picked up on the snowy Tianshan Mountain was placed in a bamboo basket, frozen like a little weak cat." ”

In those years, Li Bai lived in seclusion in the area of Dakuang Mountain in Shudi, and followed Zhao Rui to learn vertical and horizontal techniques. Zhao Rui, the little old man, has nothing to do, he has more than 1,000 kinds of birds, and he can summon a flock of birds to circle and dance when he whistles.

Li Bai saw the fun and learned it.

Qi Niang was as warm as the eggs hatched by this group of birds when the heavy snow closed the mountain, so she waited for Li Bai.

The little doll in the snow has a pale lips, only a warm jade plaque is hung around her neck, engraved with the words "eight characters of birth and seven lines".

"So she will follow my surname Li and call Qi Niang." Li Baidao.

Li Youcheng didn't expect Qi Niang's life experience to be so bizarre, and he had a little more pity for this little girl. He took the initiative to ask: "The person who wants to make a household registration in Anlu is Qi Niang?" ”

Li Bai nodded: "Exactly." ”

He also explained: "I originally entrusted the matter of household registration to the family, but I don't know whether the person intentionally or unintentionally made him a private slave and maid......"

Qi Niang was present, and Li Bai's words were vague. But Li Youcheng understood the meaning behind it.

Private slaves and maids are lowly people.

Tang Law has a clear distinction between the beloved and the lowly. In the Tang Dynasty, private slaves and maids have no right to decide on the change of their own status, and can only be reported by the master and the eldest son to the government to remove the pardon and turn into a good person.

A good man may establish a household, but even if a servant, a child servant, a guest girl, and the like are good, they cannot establish a female household (6).

Li Bai was unwilling in the end.

He was not the eldest son in the family, and he had a poor relationship with Aya. After thinking about it, he decided to take Qi Niang out of Shu and asked An Lu's family for help.

Li Bai stroked the corners of his robe, and said with a rare positive color: "Datang makes a household registration every three years." In the autumn of the thirteenth year of Kaiyuan, the nuclear construction was delayed due to floods and dragged on until midsummer this year, and the household department also calculated the number of new round of population registration and reported it to the imperial court. I want to take this opportunity to find a new household for Qi Niang. ”

Li Youcheng glanced at Qi Niang, the little girl hadn't understood this yet, and was dozing off in a daze with her feet dangling.

He pondered for a moment and said, "There is an opportunity for this matter. Ji's father (uncle) just folded his only daughter this spring, and she happens to be the same age as Qi Niang. If you are willing to record it in his name, you don't need to make up for the three years of hand truth (7), and direct misappropriation is enough to create a naturalization. The aunt's excessive worry after the loss of her beloved daughter may also alleviate one or two. ”

The so-called hand is the bottom book of the township household registration. At the beginning of each year, the households declare their household address, age, and land to the government, so as to facilitate the examination of the three-year registration.

Li Youcheng's younger sister happened to die after the report.

Seeing that Li Bai was shaken, Li Youcheng whispered again: "Father Ji has now received the order from the DPRK and the central government, and has been demoted to Tanzhou (Changsha). He passed by An Lu's hometown for a few days to rest, Twelve Lang, don't miss the opportunity. ”

Li Bai has some impressions of this Ji father. At a young age, he served as the county magistrate of Jiaxing, and he heard that his political achievements were outstanding, and his career was a great one. That's what it is......

Tanzhou is also too far away.

Qi Niang finally woke up when she heard this, what is the Tanzhou Jingshi, she didn't want to go. So he clenched his fists and shouted at Li Bai: "Ah Lang doesn't want me anymore, sell children!" Big liar! ”

Li Bai: "......"

The little girl's face flushed, and she wanted to say a few more fierce words, when she caught a glimpse of the copper belt around Li Bai's waist, she shrugged her eyebrows and said nothing.

Copper or iron straps are worn only by white bodies.

The master never made friends with his family background, but he was always restricted by his status as the son of a businessman, and he was unable to enter the office.

That's why I'm obsessed with changing her identity.

Qi Niang hung her head very low, and she wanted to cry a little.

The master and apprentice saw their mouths and gourds and were silent, Li Youcheng thought for a moment, and broke the calm: "There is another thing to come this time." Grandmother and Ji's father are enthusiastic about the family affairs of Twelve Lang, and they have already taken a fancy to the granddaughter of the former Zuo Prime Minister Xu Xianggong, and they also hope that Twelve Lang will go to Anlu to see each other. ”

Li bai:?

Qi Niang's tears were spinning, and when she heard this, she hurriedly raised her head, her eyes were shining, like a young man in a melon field.

In the void, a line of text slowly appeared on the light curtain that only she could see.

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