A Good Landlord in the Tang Dynasty: Emperor Yuan Cong

Chapter 343 Li Sanniang

The weather is getting colder every day.

The court envoys from various prefectures also came to Beijing one after another, and with the preparation for next year's imperial examination, the busiest season in Chang'an City began again.

Among the various workshops in Chang'an, Pingkang Workshop has also become the most lively workshop.

It is close to Guozijian, in addition to being close to the imperial city and the East Palace, surrounded by nobles and dignitaries, and adjacent to Dongshi, and the kabuki brothels under the name of Jiaofang are gathered here, making this place a well-deserved romantic place.

"Beijing News, Beijing News, General Youwuwei, Governor of Luzhou, and Duke Lu Guogong Cheng Yaojin for suppressing Tieshan's chaos. Another two hundred pieces of silk and a jade belt for imperial clothing will be rewarded."

A young newsboy was wearing a vest, carrying a cross-body newspaper bag, holding a Beijing newspaper in his hand, waving it and shouting loudly as he walked.

"Boy, have one."

A carriage drove by, and the coachman stopped his horse and called to the newsboy.

The newsboy hurried forward, "Thank you, officer, and I will accept thirty Wen."

Thirty articles for a Beijing newspaper, but a pamphlet, the coachman thought it was too expensive. This year, although the Turks did not invade the border again, the imperial court recovered Yunzhong and Shuofang, but this year, the severe drought in Shandong made the grain available again after winter. It has risen, and now a bucket of rice in Chang'an is exactly thirty Wen.

In an ordinary family, men, women and children are averaged out, and a solar eclipse is one liter, a family of five eats five liters a day, and a bucket of grain is enough for a family of five to eat for two days.

If you are poor, save some food, you can eat for three or four days.

Fortunately, he didn't spend the money, and he didn't want to read the Beijing News. He opened a corner of the car curtain behind him and handed out a string of money, which happened to be thirty cash.

The coachman took the money, which still had some scent, and threw it to the newspaper boy.

Although the newsboy walked to the side of the car early and held the newspaper in his hand, he hadn't handed it directly to the coachman just now. After seeing the money, he handed over the newspaper and said with a smile on his face, "Thank you."

He didn't walk away immediately after handing out the newspaper, but quickly counted the copper coins, and checked with keen eyes to see if there were any fake or bad money. After the inspection was correct, he said again Thanks, stepped aside.

The coachman handed the newspaper into the carriage behind the curtain, then flicked off his whip, and urged the horse to move on.

In the carriage.

Zhang Chuchen of the Yongkang Palace took the Beijing newspaper from the handmaid, and flipped through it. Beside her, sat a woman dressed as a Taoist nun, but it was Li Sanniang whom Zhang Chuchen regarded as her own. Now the Taoist name is Qingxu Zhenren.

Li Sanniang, who is wearing Taoist robes, combing a bun, and holding a dust whisk, looks a bit extraordinary. Sitting in the carriage, she is not as close as she used to be with her uncle and grandmother, but just closed her eyes and chanted scriptures.

"Cheng Yaojin really has a smooth official career. In the past two years, he has skyrocketed among the generals of the imperial court. After Qin Shubao retired from illness, he is now the most popular and favored general among the generals in Wagang. He is the governor of Luzhou, and he can make so many contributions. "

She said enviously, "I heard that the Cheng family made a lot of money selling slaves in Sichuan."

Li Sanniang didn't make a sound.

The carriage was driving slowly, Zhang Chuchen flipped through the Beijing newspaper, but didn't want to read it any more, and put it in Sanniang's hands, "The Cheng family is really prosperous now, and they are so close to Cui Zhengdu, over there He also got married with the Wu family. Now he has become the emperor's relatives, "

"The eldest son, Cheng Chumo, was also given the title of Marquis of Dong'e County and Governor of Yinzhou because of his meritorious service. I heard that he has done a good job in Shuofang. Looking at the time, he will return to Beijing soon."

Li Sanniang finally opened her eyes.

"Will he go back to Beijing together?"

Zhang Chuchen knew who she was talking about, "I think Cheng Chumo is pretty good, what do you think?"

"Cheng Chumo is his friend."

Zhang Chuchen said to himself, "Cheng Dalang is only in his twenties, he is already the governor of the county, and he is also the eldest son of the Cheng family, and he will inherit Cheng Yaojin's title of Duke of Shifeng sooner or later. , it's not bad that you want to marry him,

It's definitely better than Chai's. "

But Li Sanniang was not interested in it at all.

I looked down at the Beijing News.

"Silly Sanniang, it's been so long, haven't you thought about it yet?"

Li Sanniang did not respond.

The carriage fell silent again.

The carriage continued on.

The carriage drove into Pingkangfang, and a loud noise could be heard outside the carriage. There were more people, and even a lot of hawking.

On Pingkangfang Street, there are many vendors carrying baskets and carts, selling some small things.

"Roasted sweet potatoes, fragrant and glutinous roasted sweet potatoes, auspicious sweet potatoes, overseas fairy species, cold weather, eat one to warm your body, and one is only five yuan!"

Li Sanniang looked up, "Buy two."

So the maid opened the curtain and asked the coachman to stop and buy two.

The baked sweet potato seller on the side of the road was a toothless old man. He took his two and a half grandsons, two charcoal stoves, and a basket of sweet potatoes with some charcoal fire. It was freezing and stood by the side of the road. Selling while roasting, and changing places to sell from time to time.

But the colder the weather, the better the baked sweet potato business.

Freshly baked sweet potatoes are very fragrant, attracting many people, especially the auspicious name.

"This sweet potato was the auspicious gift presented by Duke Wu of Yi Kingdom to the sage last year. It is the fairy seed that his ascension master Xiaoyaozi Shangshen brought back from overseas in the early years. Eating it prolongs life..."

The old man is a resident of Yongxing Square in the north, and a neighbor of Yi Guogong Wu Huaiyu. This winter, many residents in the fang have got a good job opportunity.

The Wu family provided them with stoves, charcoal fires, corn, sweet potatoes, potatoes, and even haggis, and they carried the charcoal stoves to sell in the surrounding workshops.

Earn money and share.

They don't need to spend money, but only manpower and time. This kind of cooperation is very good, especially for some older men, or women from poor families, and even some teenage children can do it.

For the Wu family, it's not that they think how much money they can make by using them. They are all neighbors in the same workshop. The Wu family mainly wants reputation, so that everyone can earn some money and increase their income. By the way, they can also earn some, why not? for.

Not to mention, in this winter, roasted sweet potatoes and roasted potatoes, or steamed corn, roasted corn and boiled corn, or fried potatoes, mixed potatoes, stewed haggis, haggis soup, stewed tofu, fried broad beans, fried peanuts, etc. Snacks are still very popular, especially in places like Pingkangfang where the consumption level is high.

There are also many people who buy roasted sweet potatoes that cost five cents a piece.

The old man specifically asked if he wanted to eat glutinous or pink ones, and then he picked the big ones, which were still hot after being baked, and wrapped them in dried lotus leaves for delivery.

After receiving ten pennies, I bowed and thanked him again and again.

Li Sanniang took the sweet potato and handed one to Zhang Chuchen.

Mrs. Zhang reluctantly took it. She didn't want to eat it at first, but when Li Sanniang peeled the sweet potato, the aroma was very strong immediately, and she reluctantly began to taste the street food.

After entering the workshop, it was not far from Yongkang Gongfu, but Li Sanniang asked the coachman to buy some snacks along the way.

There are fried peanuts, fried sunflower seeds, fried chestnuts, Huojing persimmons, persimmon cakes, spiked potato chips, fried potato chips, and fried small potatoes.

There are also those who sell haggis, stewed sheep's head, haggis soup, and even haggis with meat...
Anyway, Li Sanniang heard someone hawking, so she asked to buy a few, and when she arrived at the door, there were already many kinds of snacks in the carriage, full of various aromas.

"It's been a few months since I've been away from Beijing, and I feel that things have changed a lot." Before getting out of the car, Li Sanniang suddenly sighed softly.

Zhang Chuchen took her by the hand, "Nothing has changed, everything is still the same."

"There were not so many snacks before."

"Recently, all kinds of snacks have indeed increased. Many vendors selling snacks along the street in this workshop are from Yongxingfang. The Wu family bought them stoves, stalls, and even various ingredients. This practice used to be No wealthy family has ever done it before." Zhang Chuchen sighed.

She looked at this favorite who had reacted as soon as she heard about the Wu family, and couldn't help but said, "You have been away from Chang'an for a few months now, Wu Huaiyu already has three sons and two daughters, and his eldest son Wu Chengsi, the saints say that the fingertips are marriages, If the queen's baby is a princess, then she will marry her and be her son-in-law."

Li Sanniang's lips trembled twice, "Miss Fan must be very happy now, right?"

"I am very sure of that."

Zhang Chuchen sighed in his heart. A year ago, Fan Xuanfu was still the life of Kefu, who was disliked by all the nobles and relatives in Chang'an. She has become Mrs. Yiguo, and she has given birth to an eldest son in her lifetime, how many people envy her.

On the other hand, Li Sanniang, last year, how many famous families broke through the threshold to propose marriage, who would have thought that now she is so trapped by love that she has become a monk.

"Some things are fate. She comes first and then you. She is destined. After all, you are one step late. Wu Huaiyu knows this truth better than you, so she rejects you repeatedly,"

Li Sanniang said without saying a word, "I'm home,"

Li Jing heard that his wife brought Sanniang back, so he came here specially.

"you lost weight."

Seeing that Li Jing didn't scold Li Sanniang, she couldn't help but shed tears.

"Stupid girl," Li Jing felt distressed. He had no daughter in the first place, and they brought up this elder brother's granddaughter, who is closer than his own daughter.

Seeing that she had lost so much weight, and even felt so wronged, Li Jing wanted to slap himself twice in distress, and even wanted to tell her in public, do whatever you want in the future, I will support you, and I really don't want to wrong him.

After a lot of comforting, Li Sanniang stopped crying.

Li Jing sat in the study for a while, but still felt angry, so he got up and went out.

"Where are you going?"

Seeing Li Jing's gloomy expression, Zhang Chuchen was worried that he was going to go to Duke Yi's mansion.

"I'm going to Yongxingfang."

"You really want to go to the Wu Family?"

"Where are you going? Qi Guogong has returned to Beijing. I will pay a visit to play two games of chess and chat with him about Wu Huaiyu."

Qin Qiong is Wu Huaiyu's adoptive father, and he is Wu Huaiyu's teacher. After all, this matter involves Sanniang, which is more complicated. Li Jing still wants to talk to Qin Qiong first to see if he can find a better solution, and then ask Qin Qiong to come forward to deal with it.

"In a few days, Wu Huaiyu will be returning to Beijing, so I have to deal with this matter quickly, otherwise I'm afraid that once he comes back, something will happen to Sanniang again." Li Jing said worriedly.

Zhang Chuchen sighed and said, "Even if you go to Duke Qi, what can you do? To untie the bell, you have to tie the bell. The key is Sanniang and Wu Huaiyu."

"Let's try it." Li Jing can only be a dead horse as a living horse doctor, although he thought about reprimanding Sanniang severely, but he really couldn't be cruel.

(End of this chapter)