Traveling through the early Tang Dynasty starts with hanging

Chapter 53 Today's Pill
Dongshan Temple is not a long-established temple, but it also has a history of more than a hundred years. It occupies an area that is not large, but it is not small either.

Walking to the westernmost side of the temple, there is no wall, but a huge stone wall. Under the guidance of Zhu Wei and Zhu Liubo, Li Shan walked around the stone wall for a while before discovering several grottoes.

A group of young monks such as Zhu Ba have already returned to vulgarity, while Liubo and other older monks still stay in the temple as monks. Dongshan Temple also needs some monks to decorate the facade.

"The previous dynasty recruited Xiaoguo, and dozens of young and strong men from Zhujiagou followed the army to conquer Goguryeo." Zhu Liubo said with a smile: "At that time, Changbai Mountain was already in trouble, and no one wanted to die. The old man followed suit and killed his head. Cattle..."

Zhu Wei rubbed his head and shook his head with a wry smile, "Shangguan killed a cow and was imprisoned for crimes, but at least he didn't conscript Liaodong..."

"Dozens of lives were almost dragged into hell by you alone." Zhu Liubo couldn't help cursing again when he recalled the past, "Shangguan is a son of an aristocratic family..."

Zhu Wei explained to Li Shan: "It is Taiyuan Conglong hero, Ren Guogong Liu Hongji, and his father Liu Sheng, the governor of Hezhou in the previous dynasty."

Uncle Zhu then scolded: "If Mr. Sanlang is here, it's okay..."

"Cough, cough, cough!"

The violent cough interrupted Zhu Liubo, Zhu Wei glared at his cousin, and then took over the conversation and said: "Afterwards I became a deserter, but I didn't dare to go back to Zhujiagou. Later, he was taken in by the monks of Dongshan Temple, and if there is any trouble, he will hide in this grotto."

Zhu Liubo pointed to the grottoes, "I don't know when they were dug, but the three grottoes can accommodate nearly a thousand people."

The three of them picked a grotto at random and walked in. Zhu Wei lit a torch. Li Shan looked at the light of the fire vaguely, nodded and said, "It's very dry, it's suitable for a granary."

"Why buy so much grain and rice?" Zhu Liubo asked curiously.

Li Shan sighed: "Preparation is safe. Hebei has not yet settled down. There will be a battle between the Tang army and the Turks. Now save more food and rice, and it will be life-saving food in the future."

Zhu Wei said decisively: "This matter is all arranged by Da Lang."

Zhu Liubo was a little surprised, he knew that his cousin had always had a high prestige in the clan, and he said what he said.

"Crash."

What was kicked by his feet, Li Shan looked down, picked up a long knife from the ground, "Eight Uncle?"

Zhu Wei explained indifferently: "Over the years, Guanzhong has been restless, so naturally we need to prepare some weapons, not only long knives, but also bows and arrows, long spears, and armor."

Li Shan smacked his lips. Zhujiagou looked like an ordinary village, but he didn't expect that it was no worse than an ordinary county town.

"That's how it is." Li Shan ordered: "The grain and rice will be transported to Dongshan Temple one after another. The sixth uncle will preside over the selection of monks, young and strong, and transport them to the grotto for storage."

"No problem." Zhu Liubo nodded and said, "However, we need a few more wheelbarrows."

"A carpenter has been arranged to make it. It will take time to buy food in time."

The so-called unicycle is a rooster cart. Li Shan used it often in the countryside in his previous life. He remembered that once he was sick, his grandfather pushed the rooster cart to take him to the township health center.

After walking out of the grotto, Li Shan stretched out his hand to circle the area, "Build a hut outside to block the entrance, and we need to arrange staff to guard the temple."

Li Shan knew that if the historical trajectory had not changed, Li Jing Qingqi had made great achievements in destroying the Turks in the third year of Zhenguan.

But in the first year of Zhenguan, shortly after Xuanwu Gate to be precise, Turkic cavalry invaded Chang'an, forcing Li Shimin to sign the Weishui alliance.

After all, Li Shan was not a history major, and even if he was, he probably would not know where the Turkic cavalry had reached... But one thing is for sure, at that time in Guanzhong, there was bound to be a shortage of food.

Zhu Wei dragged a long thing, "Dalang, this is a horse spear I collected back then, you can try it."

"very long……"

It must be more than five meters long, and the spear front alone must be half a meter long.

"The spear is eight feet long, which is called a lance." Zhu Wei said with a smile: "The spear is one foot long, made of Zhe wood, with both rigidity and softness, and the sharp edge of the lance is eight feet long, and it is invincible."

Li Shan took a closer look and saw that the lance had eight faces, which were obviously specially designed for the armor.

"Specially designed for armor-piercing." Zhu Liubo said calmly: "Now it is dull and dull, and it will be polished when it comes to battle."

It's really a good thing, although it's useless, but Li Shan happily dragged Ma Li down the mountain.

"Da Lang, Da Lang!"

As soon as he entered the entrance of the village, the little monk stumbled over and even fell down accidentally.

"Sixteen, you can also fall on flat ground..." Li Shan was speechless, "You want to eat chicken legs again?"

"Any more chicken legs to eat?" The little monk's eyes lit up.

A few days ago was Li Shan's birthday in his previous life. Back then, his grandfather would always buy a catty of chicken legs, so Li Shan asked the restaurant to buy some chicken in advance, and then kept the chicken legs...

It's a pity that Li Shan didn't eat much of the braised chicken legs. Zhou Zhao, Zhu Ba, and the little monk seemed to be reincarnated from starving ghosts.

"Let's eat again next year!" Li Shan asked angrily, "What's calling me?"

"There is someone waiting at the drying yard."

Li Shan sneered and asked, "Is that guy from the day before yesterday again?"

"Yeah." The little monk nodded vigorously.

After a while, Yuchi Baolin, who was waiting impatiently on the drying ground, saw Li Shan from a distance, and shouted: "Brother Li, don't give in today!"

When Li Shan came closer, Cheng Chumo said in a strange voice: "I said this the day before yesterday, I said it ten days ago, and I said it half a month ago!"

Yuchi Baolin glared at him, Cheng Chumo only cared about laughing... He just switched sides with their old man, but Cheng Yaojin was often squeezed out by Yuchi Gong and couldn't get down.

Since the fight in the restaurant more than half a month ago, the children of Prince Qin's mansion have come to Zhujiagou frequently. The earliest was Yuchi Baolin... who was knocked down by Li Shan in the drying yard, and then vomited by Zhou Zhao in the wine yard. A sputtering.

The second time, Cheng Chumo came to see the jokes, Yuchi Baolin claimed that he would never give in, and then he was fucked to the ground, Cheng Chumo was smart and refused to leave.

Afterwards, Li Kai and Wang Renbiao brought Fang Yizhi, Gao Xingzheng and others to visit, to see how Yuchi Baolin was raped again and again, and to taste the good tea that basically every bowl can bite.

Li Shan had never learned martial arts in his previous life, but he fought a lot more, and as a doctor...and he worked shifts in the emergency department for a long time, he has developed a whole body of skills, and he also practiced martial arts in Lingnan in his previous life, so he has great strength.

Uh, the main reason is that Li Shanli is quick and quick, and he is an orthopedic surgeon, he knows where the effect is good and where the pain is more painful...

The drying ground was full of dust, Yuchi Baolin got close several times but was dodged by Li Shan, but was almost fell down by the latter's hook.

There was a muffled sound, and the unlucky Yuchi Baolin lay on the ground and retched, clutching her abdomen, and Cheng Chumo gave Li Shan a thumbs up while laughing hard.

It took a while to slow down, Yuchi Baolin stared at Cheng Chumo, and scolded contemptuously: "The enemy is strong and we are weak, so he wants to run away?!"

Cheng Chumo froze, these words were a bit poisonous and cruel, if they spread it out, they would definitely be scolded by their father... Don't even think about it, this guy will definitely spread the word!

At this moment, the little monk who was struggling to drag the horse finally came to the side of the drying yard, "Da Lang, this long pole is so heavy!"

Cheng Chumo's eyes brightened, he snatched the horse for a closer look, and exclaimed, "What a horse!"

Yuchi Baolin came over and wiped it, and said with certainty: "Made of Zhe wood, raw lacquer, Gebu, hemp rope, top-quality horse lance."

Cheng Chumo's eyes were a little weird. During the Sui and Tang Dynasties, even if the children from small families were excellent in martial arts, they couldn't make a horse.

Because it is too difficult and time-consuming to make this thing, the horse lance, the success rate is less than [-]% in three years, and it needs to be practiced with war horses.

But that's not a big deal.

The most important thing now is... Cheng Chumo said loudly: "Take two long sticks, I want to learn Brother Li's skills today!"

Li Shan's cheeks moved, "No horse..."

Yuchi Baolin, who saw the clue, shouted: "Quick, bring the horse!"

Today's pills... Li Shan stared at the young monk who was still in a daze, he was so ignorant!
(End of this chapter)