A Good Landlord in the Tang Dynasty: Emperor Yuan Cong

Chapter 211
Civilized people are always not good at rolling around in the street cursing father and mother.

But Samurai Xun is a low-level gangster. Although he is over sixty and many things are underestimated, but when Wei Zheng bullies his son like this, Samurai Xun is not polite.

Yesterday, a sheep was slaughtered under the fence, and the offal was thrown into the Wei family next door along with the sheep's blood, water, excrement and urine, so that they could nourish their hearts, liver and lungs, but this is endless.

Early in the morning, Huaiyu got up and was about to practice Babu Vajra, when he saw his father walking to the vegetable garden with a chicken.

"Father, what are you doing catching chickens in the morning?"

"Kill the chicken."

"Why don't you go to the kitchen to kill chickens and go to the vegetable field?"

Lao Wu came to the wall of the two houses with the chicken, and killed the chicken with a horizontal knife. The most amazing thing was that he rode on the top of the wall between the two houses to kill the chicken, calling Wei Zheng and his wife while killing.

"Our old Wu family killed chickens today, thinking about your Wei family. Everyone said that distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors. We can't forget our close neighbors even if we kill chickens."

With a slash across the head of the ring, the big rooster in his left hand screamed and struggled a few times and became silent.

The chicken's neck was bloody, and Lao Wu deliberately poured all the blood into Wei's courtyard. Then, in front of Wei Zheng and his wife who rushed over, he disemboweled the chicken, pulled out the chicken intestines, and directly Throw it at Wei Zheng.

Wei Zheng didn't expect that when Lao Wu came to attack, he couldn't dodge it in time, and was covered in chicken intestines.

"Oh, what Mr. Wei picked up is really accurate,"

Old Wu laughed a few times, jumped off the wall with the chicken and left, leaving Wei Zheng with a handful of chicken intestines hanging on his body, standing there in a daze, his face was red and then white, white and then purple, purple and then black.

Pei slapped her thigh angrily, wanting to scold, but couldn't.

At any rate, she came from the famous Pei family in Hedong, so she couldn't open her mouth to scold the street like a shrew, and she always felt ashamed in her heart.

"Too much deceit!" Wei Zheng tore off the chicken intestines, shaking his beard in anger.

At this time, Mrs. Pei still complained to him, "They are saying that you are heartless, and that you have a small belly." After finishing speaking, Mrs. Pei turned around and left, not wanting to talk to Wei Zheng.

Wu Huaiyu witnessed this high-energy scene the whole time.

I admire Lao Wu's five-body cast.

The old Wu said proudly, "When a scholar meets a soldier, he can't explain his reason. When dealing with a scholar like Wei Zheng, you can't talk to him about the reason or the law. You have to play tricks with him. My old Wu family can live Entering here, it is because my son has made meritorious service to the country, His Majesty rewarded him, he Wei Zheng is talking and writing, why should he be jealous of us?"

"Also, it's only natural to pay back the debt. If you don't pay back the money, when the one-year period expires, I will personally come to collect the house and beat the rascal out with a stick."

He said this very loudly, deliberately letting Wei Zheng, who hadn't gone far next door, listen to him.

"If anyone thinks we are easy to bully, then let's ride a donkey and read the libretto, just wait and see!"

Huaiyu followed his father to send the chicken back to the kitchen. This poor rooster crowed dutifully in the morning, but it ended up being killed in order to frighten Wei Zheng.

"Let's make some chicken soup later," Huaiyu confessed.

Lao Wu's approach was relatively simple, rude and direct, but it was really relieved, but Wu Huaiyu felt that for a person like Wei Zheng, such an attack was nothing at all.

Killing has to be punished.

Thinking in his heart, Wu Huaiyu hurried out after breakfast.

He ran to visit Wang Ji, who was the wine-fighting scholar Wang Ji who was under the imperial edict as a secretary, and the son of the Taiyuan Wang family whom Wei Zheng wanted to marry earlier.

Wang Ji lived in Huaizhen Square in the south city, and the East Square was the largest Taoist temple in Chang'an, Xuandu Temple, occupying a square.Huaiyu gave Fang Ding a handful of copper coins at the entrance of the workshop, and personally led him to Wang Ji's house respectfully.

It is a compact courtyard with an area of ​​about one mu located beside the Qingming Canal in Fangzhong.

"This is Wang Xueshi's house, and he rented it." Fang Ding revealed that money can make ghosts turn the millstone, but it is only ten copper coins. The other party not only led him the way, but also told Huaiyu everything he knew about Wang Ji on the way. .

Wang Ji rented a house in Huaizhenfang. He rented it after he came to Beijing. This house belongs to Xue's family.It was the family of Xue Shou, one of the [-] bachelors in the Qin Palace. Xue Shou was a student of Wang Ji's eldest brother Wang Tong, and also a good friend of Wang Ji.

Wang Ji's elder brother, Wang Tong, is a famous Confucian in the world, and his lectures in Longmen are all over the world. Xue Shou's father, Xue Daoheng, was also known as the world's Wenzong, but he was killed by Yang Guang because he was too talented.

In the fourth year of Wude, Xue Shou personally went to Longmen to invite him out of the mountain several times, and finally invited Wang Ji out to become an official again. After entering Beijing, he has been living in Xue's small courtyard. Xue Shou died of illness at only 33 years old.

Wang Ji also lost a confidant, and became more and more lonely in Chang'an.

Fortunately, after Xue Shou's death, his two nephews, Xue Yuanjing and Xue Deyan, were still friends with Wang Ji. They and Xue Shou were known as the Three Phoenixes of Hedong, and they were as famous as the three brothers Wen Yanbo and Wen Yanbo.Xue Yuanjing was also one of Li Shimin's eighteen bachelors, Wang Ji returned to Tang as the official secretary, and Xue Yuanjing was still the secretary and his boss.

Because of this relationship, Wang Ji has lived in the small courtyard of Xue's family in Chang'an for five years. In fact, Xue's family has never collected his rent.

Wang Ji was addicted to alcohol and often made mistakes. If it wasn't for the Xue family brothers to take care of him, and his late brother Wang Tong's disciples Du Yan and Wang Gui to take care of him, he would not have been able to be an official long ago.

Wang Ji is a very talented poet, but he is a poet like Li Bai, not suitable for an official.

Famous poets are generally not good at official careers.

"Xueshi Wang has resigned, and now I heard that he is going back to his hometown in Longmen, Hedong. He is packing his things these days," Fang Ding revealed.

Huaiyu thanked Fang Ding Shiwen again, and went to knock on Wang Ji's door.

After a long time, Wang Ji came to open the door himself.

"General Wu?"

In broad daylight, Wang Ji smelled of alcohol all over his body. This man claimed to be able to drink Wudou, and even nicknamed himself Mr. Wudou. He was even more arrogant than Ma Zhou in terms of drinking capacity.

Huaiyu directly mentioned a jar of wine.

"Dragon Paste Wine from the Western Regions,"

Wang Ji went up to sniff the wine jar with his nose, "Well, good wine, please come inside."

Good wine is the best stepping stone, and Wang Ji no longer asked about his intentions, and directly invited people inside.

The small courtyard is simple and simple, only divided into front and back courtyards, there is no outer courtyard and middle courtyard, and there are no other servants in the courtyard except for an old couple of servants.

"Drinking."

When Wang Ji entered the courtyard, he yelled at his wife, who was weaving, to come and drink together.

"There's nothing to worry about, so you're going to buy good wine again?" Although Wang Ji's wife complained, she still came over and greeted Wu Huaiyu generously.

"This is Dragon Paste Wine from the Western Regions. It's rare to see it. Thanks to Wu Erlang today," Wang Ji opened the altar and poured the wine without any hesitation.

Wang Ji's wife is actually a good drinker. Wang Ji is a wife-loving and dedicated man. Although he is a great talent, he has never taken a concubine. After becoming an official, he retired to the mountains and forests as a farmer, wrote poems and asked for marriage.

Wang Ji has many poems, all of which are about his wife, who often show affection and love.

He called her a wild wife in his poems, and said that she was a drunkard. In fact, this surnamed Lu, the daughter of Fan Yang's Lu family, was also a talented woman, but she lived a poor life with her husband but never complained. Wearing a jingchai sarong, weaving and cooking are just as easy.

Lu's appearance of drinking is very free and unrestrained, drinking heavily.

The couple directly drank three glasses by themselves.

Huaiyu took out a pack of white-cut mutton head meat, another pack of fried broad beans, and a pack of shredded pork ears.

"General Wu is really a fastidious person, he brings wine and vegetables."

"Good wine must have appetizers." Huaiyu laughed.

Don't talk about anything, just drink first.

Halfway through a jar of wine, Wang Ji began to ask Huaiyu why he came.

"I heard that Xueshi Wang has resigned and is going back to his hometown in Longmen, Hedong?"

"Well, staying in Chang'an was quite boring. Xue Lang invited me back to Chang'an earlier, and when I came back, I waited for the imperial edict with my secretary. "

But Shi Jiaoge was transferred to the Tai Le Department, but his request to be transferred to Tai Le Cheng was not approved, and the marriage with the Wei family was full of troubles, which made the scholars laugh.

Although Wang Ji is a madman, a madman needs to save face.

Li Shimin didn't give him face, and he didn't want to be an official for Li Shimin anymore.Anyway, after returning to the imperial court for five years, he is still an orthodox character from the ninth rank.

"I'm going back to Longmen Donggao Mountain to farm."

Wu Huaiyu poured Wang Ji a glass of wine, "I have read almost all of Wang Ji's poems."

"Oh?"

"Reading Wang Xueshi's poems, you can feel the kind of unrestrained freedom, and you can see freedom in melancholy. Your regulated poems are even better."

Wang Ji raised his glass, "I have also read those poems written by General Wu in Longyou. They are full of the heroic style of the frontier fortress. The heroic atmosphere of the scholar with a sword is very similar to the legacy of Wei Wu. Compared with those poems of a certain one, the structure is poor. Too far."

Although Wu Huaiyu said more than once that those poems were written by his master, no one believed them at all.

Wang Ji, a great poet, also likes Wu Huaiyu's poems very much, he really likes them.

"Actually, I came today to keep Xueshi Wang from staying in Beijing,"

"I have decided to go, I have no intention of official career."

"I didn't stay as an official under the Bachelor of Kings, and I don't have the qualifications,"

Wu Huaiyu proposed to make wine with Wang Ji, saying that he had many secret recipes for wine making.

"very?"

Wang Ji and his wife were stunned when they heard this.

Wu Huaiyu stayed with Wang Ji in Beijing for the sake of making wine together. This reason is really unexpected.

Wang Ji is good at wine, but he is a poet and a celebrity. Although he is not a good official, the secretary Zhengzi and Liuhe County Cheng are all low-ranking officials.

"I think it's better for Wang Xueshi to go back to his hometown to farm, and make wine in Beijing. I have many wine recipes. Let's make wine together, and we can compile a book about wine.

Of course, brewing wine is just a hobby in the spare time, just to make some money by the way, I would like to invite Xueshi Wang to come to the Wu family school to teach the children of the Wu family their studies."

Wang Ji lived a very poor life. Although he was a son of a famous family, his father used to be a doctor of Guozijian in the Sui Dynasty, and his elder brother was even a great Confucian. Ji Ji will not be persuaded by Xue Shuo to become an official.

If it weren't for being poor, he wouldn't have agreed to Wei Zheng's family's marriage proposal, and proposed a marriage of 100 million to accompany the family.

Poets are expensive, and drinking is also expensive, but a ninth-rank official can't even pay the rent in Chang'an.

Wang Ji, who is 38 years old this year, is actually very confused in Chang'an. Although he often talks about going back to his hometown to farm, there is not much land in his hometown.

It's not that he wants to go home, it's because Chang'an can't stay any longer, this official has not improved at all, and he is always impeached for drinking, and he is still a ninth rank, if it weren't for the Xue family brothers, and his brother's students If they take care of him, his Ninth Rank will not be able to keep it long ago.

"It's good for us to make wine together. We can not only taste all kinds of fine wines, but also make wine to support our family and poetry..."

"I plan to invest [-] guan to build a winery, and ask Xueshi Wang to help with wine tasting. I will give [-]% of the share to Xueshi Wang, and I will give the scholar Yankangfang a house of [-] guan, and [-] acres of land in the capital. Send Wang Xueshi two horses, two rooms and eight slaves..."

The more Wang Ji listened, the more confused he became.

Even if they partnered to open a wine shop to make wine, it would not be like this.

Wu Huaiyu continued with a smile, "I want my third brother to be worshiped under the name of Xueshi Wang. If student Wang doesn't mind, I also want to marry Xueshi Wang's family and be engaged to Xueshi Wang's daughter for my third brother."

Wang Ji understood, and so did his wife Lu Shi.

The winery has [-]% shares, a house, [-] acres of land, two horses and eight slaves, all of which are considered as dowry gifts, calculated to be worth two thousand guan.

This is exactly the amount they asked Wei Zheng's family for the dowry money plus the 200 million accompanying money.

"The last time Wei Zheng proposed marriage to my family, he was reprimanded by His Majesty in public for accompanying the family fortune. This is nothing but a good thing." Lu reminded.

"Miss Lu, this is my invitation to Xueshi Wang to jointly brew wine and open a winery. It's not a gift or an accompaniment. If you really like my third brother, when the time comes, our two families will get married and engaged. Pingli and other things will naturally be fine." Prepared according to your family's customs."

Holding the wine glass, Mrs. Lu took another sip of the dragon cream wine, a little emotionally moved. After all, she was not unwilling to leave Chang'an and go back to the Dragon Gate in the east of the river. Her husband is still so young. There is development.

Wu Huaiyu's conditions are very good, just the value of two thousand guan is enough to solve many problems of their stay in Chang'an.

"Is this related to Wei Zheng?" Wang Ji sipped his wine and asked directly. He heard that Huaiyu and Wei Zheng were neighbors, and Wu Huaiyu borrowed the money for Wei Zheng's marriage proposal before.But Wei Zheng's impeachment of Wu Huaiyu several times is definitely not simple.

"To tell you the truth, if you say that this matter has nothing to do with Wei Zheng, you'd be lying, but if you say it does, it doesn't matter much."

"Our Wu family is also from Hedong, but it can't compare with Taiyuan Wang's family. Our Wu family is just a poor family. Although we have made great achievements in the Tang Dynasty and gained some status in the Tang Dynasty, we can't compare with five surnames and seven families.

Among the men in the world, who doesn't want to marry a woman with five surnames? "

Wang Ji smiled, "Although I belong to the Taiyuan Wang family, the branch of the Qi County Wang family, the Longmen Wang family, is somewhat different from the Dazong's direct line."

"They're all from the Wang family in Taiyuan. It's his loss that Wei Zheng didn't marry Xueshi Wang. I've also inquired about Qianyuan's age, which matches my third brother. My third brother is now eight years old. Ethnology studies, people are still smart..."

Huaiyu spoke so directly because he liked the name of the Wang family in Taiyuan, but Wang Ji appreciated his candor.

Lu held her husband's hand, "General Wu, how about we consider this matter?"

"Okay, then tomorrow I will bring my third brother to visit again. Bachelor Wang can test his talent and aptitude. If he thinks it is good, he can be accepted as a disciple first."

"Take it under the door and slowly examine your character. If you feel good, it's not too late to get married."

Feeling his wife's attitude, Wang Ji also nodded.

"I still have fine wines made from pears, scorpions, grapes, and sweet potatoes. I'll bring them together tomorrow for Xueshi Wang to taste and comment."

When they left, Wang Ji and his wife personally delivered it to the gate of the workshop, which attracted many people in the workshop to be surprised.

Huaiyu rode Yezhaobai and hummed a little song happily back to Yongxingfang. When passing by Wei's house, she spit old phlegm at the gate of Wei's house.

He believed that if this marriage was negotiated, Wei Zheng would be so angry that he vomited blood.

Although doing so would anger Wei Zheng, Wu Huaiyu didn't care, it was his repeated provocations that made trouble first, and this was his own humiliation.

(End of this chapter)