Traveling through the early Tang Dynasty starts with hanging

Chapter 13 Accidental Visitors
Although it is still cold in the mountains, everything is revived. There are quite a few birds and beasts in the forest, and the willow trees on both sides of the road are also sprouting buds.

There are all kinds of colorful lights hanging in the temple, and even a few big trees are wrapped with lamps. It doesn't look like a temple.

With his hands in his sleeves and a leather cap on his head, Li Shan paced back and forth slowly, yelling a few times from time to time.

Today's Lantern Festival, Li Shan, who was bored, simply organized a lantern festival, and specially wrote some riddles and hung them on the lanterns... They were all winking for the blind. The whole village, except Li Shan's mother and son, only Zhu Wei and his son How many people can read.

"Lantern Festival on the first lunar month, the festival of lanterns and shadows, Jin Wu relaxes the curfew, why don't you go and see it?"

Li Shan looked back at Zhu Wei, smiled and said: "There are many high-ranking officials and dignitaries in Beijing, it's better not to go for fear of collision."

"Fire trees and silver flowers are all over the city, colorful lanterns are hung, and there are many lamp trees and lampposts..."

"As the so-called east wind puts flowers and thousands of trees at night, and it blows down, the stars are like rain..." Li Shan recited a few words in a low voice, shook his head and said: "Everything is ready in the temple, and I will stay there until dusk. Isn't the lamp pretty good too?"

"Da Lang, Da Lang!" Zhu Ba, who was sweating profusely, trotted over all the way.

"Sold out?"

"It's already sold out!" Zhu Ba pointed to the door, "A family of servants still wanted it, so I mentioned Dongshan Temple, but the owner of the family became interested and said that he happened to come to the temple to seek scriptures."

In fact, there were more than one or two families who came. A dozen carriages stopped at the foot of the mountain. Dozens of people climbed the mountain to enter the temple. The leader was a child carrying a carp lantern, and the woman behind was carrying a pumpkin lantern... er Li Shan forgot that pumpkins had not been introduced to China in this era.

When it comes to the craft of making lanterns, Li Shan is naturally not good, but he has drawn a lot of patterns of later generations...even some are more kawaii, which naturally seems to be unique nowadays, and to be precise, he has been loved by women and children Zhu Ba took a few villagers to buy some and sold them in the East Market. Anyway, there is no commercial tax.

"How much do you sell for a penny in Dongshi?"

"Four." Zhu Ba was a little nervous, "Da Lang..."

"One cup for a penny, or give it to them!" Li Shan said, they have already delivered it to their door, how can they get this fish off the hook?
Well, it's completely lively now, Li Shan doesn't know that the so-called lantern riddles on Lantern Festival started in Song Dynasty, and Tang Dynasty didn't have this kind of game yet.

Three or four junior officials' children couldn't solve the puzzle with red faces. They gritted their teeth and paid for expensive lanterns, which were indeed expensive enough.

Two luxuriously dressed children from aristocratic families frowned and froze in thought, refusing to admit defeat. In front of them was a lifelike butterfly lantern.

In the afternoon, the news spread, and there were more and more visitors in the temple. Li Shan had to scratch his head and think hard, and added a lot of riddles.

Tomorrow the house is going to start construction, and today a bunch of idiots are sending money, so naturally, the more the better, the better.

"Dalang, this person is here to ask for sutras."

"Brother, how can I still have time to copy the scriptures now..." Li Shan looked up and saw a middle-aged man standing outside the door, got up and saluted, "You dare to ask..."

Although this middle-aged man didn't believe in Buddhism, he did come to ask for scriptures. He was Hushi General of Tiance Mansion, and Yuwen Shiji, Minister of Zhongshu Province.

Looking at Li Shan with great interest, Yu Wenshi raised his foot and stepped into the door, his eyes fell on the paper on the table, "Drawing is round, writing is square, winter is short, summer is long, type one word."

Li Shan saw that although this person was dressed in ordinary clothes, he was obviously not an ordinary person, so he paused and said softly, "Day."

"Oh..." Yu Wenshi suddenly realized, "Interesting and interesting... Are you Li Shan?"

Li Shan's legs trembled, "The boy is Li Shan."

This name has never appeared in Chang'an City except in the Great Presiding Temple. Li Shan is not afraid of this person asking such a question.

"Some people praise you for your strategy, but some people praise you for destroying state affairs for self-interest." Yuwen Shiji chuckled, "Are you Longxi Li? Zhaojun Li?"

"Don't dare to cling." Li Shan bowed and said, "The boy was born in Lingnan."

"Born in Lingnan?" Yu Wenshi frowned, looked at Li Shan carefully, and nodded thoughtfully, "Copy the scriptures immediately, and pick them up in an hour."

Li Shan sat down and wiped the cold sweat from his head... Some people praise you for your strategy, but others praise you for ruining state affairs for self-interest... This is obviously referring to the fact that Dongshan Temple escaped disaster with his own tricks .

Only three people knew or guessed about this matter, and Xuanzang would definitely not talk nonsense. The other two...Wei Ting and Du Ruhui happened to have these two attitudes.

Li Shan began to copy the scriptures listlessly. Du Ruhui is too small-minded, but he only lost face, and he is so untiring behind his back!
To let Du Ruhui know that Li Shan thinks so...he was very objective in front of Li Shimin, and even said good things for Li Shan.

"Dalang, another distinguished guest has come to ask for sutras."

This time it was the little monk.

Li Shan looked up, and saw that the man led by Seventeen was about thirty years old, with dark skin, bunt clothes, and a servant's attire, with a big mouth opened in surprise, which was disgusting.

Li Shan put down his pen, picked up the puzzle he just wrote and handed it to Seventeen, "Send it."

When Seventeen ran away, the man lowered his voice and scolded: "Why are you here!"

"Where is Mrs. Zhu?!"

"Why don't you go back to Lingnan!"

The sound became louder and harsher, and Li Shan sighed inwardly, we can't return from bridge to bridge, and return from road to road. When I am sure, will you come to the door again?

"Keep shouting, louder." Li Shan said slowly, "People often come to ask for scriptures, and it happens that there are a few descendants from aristocratic families in the temple today. If others hear it, I will naturally explain it well."

"At that time, it will naturally benefit you."

The middle-aged man's face was gloomy but also panicked when he heard this, he suddenly took a few steps outside and took a look, then turned around and reprimanded him: "You are so courageous, Mr. Lang ordered you to go back to Lingnan, how dare you do this... "

Li Shan recognized this person as Wu Zhong, a servant brought by his mother Zhu's family.

Half a year ago, a group of people set off from Lingnan to the north, halfway in Xiangzhou, the Zhu family fell ill and recuperated, and Li Dewu heard that Pei Shuying had not remarried, so he rushed to Chang'an, abandoning his wife and son. At that time, Wu Zhong accompanied Li Dewu to Chang'an.

Li Shan couldn't control the anger gushing out of his chest, and he sarcastically sarcastically said: "It's a good story to reunite after a broken mirror. Abandoning a wife and son can also make a name for yourself."

"What do you want?" Wu Zhong's voice trembled.

"What do I want, what do I want..." Li Shan murmured, and the inaudible and creepy laughter gradually came from the other party.

Now I want to ask Li Shan... what do you want?

How did this make Li Shan laugh instead of getting angry?
Li Shan tried his best to keep calm, looked up at Wu Zhong, frowned and thought for a moment, then suddenly smiled, "Mr. Pei doesn't know that he has a son in Lingnan."

Seeing Wu Zhong whose face changed drastically, Li Shan laughed and said: "That's exactly what it should be, if not, how could Mrs. Pei allow him to cling to him!"

For Li Dewu, who has reunited with the Pei family, and for him who hopes that the Pei family will support him and ascend to a high position, whether he has a son or not is an essential difference.

Pei Shuying is Pei Shiju's only daughter, can she bear that she will have an eldest son before her son in the future?

After more than ten years of staying alone in the empty boudoir, and finally being reunited, the son she gave birth to is not the eldest son, can she really bear this anger?
Even if Pei Shuying could bear it, what about Pei Shiju?Where is Wenxi Pei from Hedong?
For the future, Li Shan has no clear plans, but one thing is for sure, now it will take a while, and then he will become famous when he is almost developed, and then he will go on to become an official... At that time, it should be in the Zhenguan period, can we try again after gaining a foothold? To fulfill my mother's wish, let the scumbag come and splash water on the horse.

Watching the rebel slave go away, Li Shan picked up the pen and re-copied the scriptures stroke by stroke, but he was unconsciously guessing what would happen next?
I didn't expect it to be so soon... The huge rock of Pei's family in Hedong was already visible.

But at least for now, Li Dewu didn't dare to let Mrs. Pei know that he had a son. Li Shan didn't have to face Mrs. Pei directly for the time being.

Li Shan thought in his heart, for the next period of time, he should not enter Chang'an. Zhujiagou is only half an hour away from Chang'an by carriage. Under the protection of Dongshan Temple, he should be fine in the short term.

(End of this chapter)