Tanabata Diva Concert: Happy Breakup

At this moment, many people come to Zhiweixuan to drink. Although the wine may be a little expensive, there are many wealthy businessmen in Chang'an.

Such a heroic poem actually made the eyes of some wealthy businessmen who were drinking downstairs light up and said, "What a great poem! My talent was born to be useful, and I can get it back even if I spend all my money. It's really a good poem."

"Yes, yes, I want to meet this person, I am really curious."

"Well, judging from the sound, it should be our Prince Xian who was inspired to write a poem." A waiter said with a smile.

When the waiter finished speaking, the wealthy businessmen downstairs were all shocked. They didn't expect that they would come to have a meal today and meet the person who promoted the kang and honeycomb coal in the Tang Dynasty, which reduced the damage caused by the snow disaster in the entire Guannei Road and Longyou Road.

But they didn't dare to approach and talk to Zheng Zhengjin. After all, although the status of merchants in the Tang Dynasty had improved, they still belonged to the lowest class.

Upstairs, Zheng Zhengjin was not very heroic, but when he sang half of "Song of the Wine", it was a groundbreaking speech.

At the same time, he also believed that this poem would be passed on by word of mouth among all the students in Chang'an City within a day.

A song with Junge, please listen to me.

Bells, drums, and jade are not expensive, I hope I’m drunk and don’t want to wake up.

In ancient times, the saints and sages were lonely, and only the drinkers kept their names.

In the old days, Wang Chen feasted and fought for peace and joy.

What is the master's word for less money, you have to sell to the king.

I will call my son to exchange the five-colored horse and the fur coat worth thousands of gold for the fine wine, so that we can share the eternal sorrow together. "

The whole poem "Song of the Wine" was played, so Li Jing and Wei Zheng had to raise their glasses and said, "May I ask Your Highness, is this poem famous?"

"Song of the Wine" Zheng Zhengjin said with a faint smile, and at the same time, he raised his glass and drank a glass.

"Good poems and good wine are a great blessing in life. Haha, today we have to thank His Royal Highness Prince Xian." Li Jing raised his glass, a small glass of wine, and drank it heartily.

Wei Zheng was also not vague. At the same time, he memorized the entire poem.

The three of them did not talk about the troublesome state affairs, but they did not talk about romantic matters either. After all, Wei Zheng's face was not suitable for talking about romantic matters.

During the period, Li Jing talked a lot, basically about interesting things in the military camp and on the march.

Two hours later, the three of them drank a lot of wine, but they were not drunk. Li Jing and Wei Zheng still remembered what they were going to do next.

The three of them broke up.
Zheng Zhengjin walked slowly towards the palace.

Li Jing and Wei Zheng went to the imperial study in the palace. They had something to report, and Li Jing reported on Zheng Zhengjin's battlefield medical treatment.

Wei Zheng wanted to discuss with Li Shimin and others whether the status of women should be improved.

Especially when it comes to marriage and divorce, after all, now only after the two parties are married can the man divorce his wife, while the woman can only be passive.

Wei Zheng asked for the four treasures of the study to write out "Song of the Wine" in Li Shimin's imperial study. Li Shimin was envious, especially the line: "Wei Xuancheng, Li Yaoshi, let's drink wine, don't stop."

Wei Zheng was a little proud of this. He almost pissed Li Shimin off. Wei Zheng and Li Jing left.

Li Jing couldn't help but admire Wei Zheng. A person who dared to make Li Shimin angry like this and yet had not been beheaded was truly a talent.

Li Shimin left the Imperial Study angrily and went to Zhangsun Wugou.

As soon as he entered the Lizheng Palace, the warm air hit him in the face, and at the same time, his depressed heart was relieved a lot, but he still cursed: "Damn peasant, I am so angry, this bastard is here to irritate me."

"Erlang, what's wrong with you?" Empress Changsun said gently. She was pregnant now and it was inconvenient for her to do anything. She followed Li Shimin's wishes and stopped bowing.

"Father, what's wrong with you? Why are you so angry?" Li Lizhi and Yuzhang also looked at Li Shimin curiously.

Facing the pure eyes of Li Lizhi and Yuzhang, Li Shimin could only smile faintly: "It's nothing serious, it's just your brother-in-law, that guy is really not a human being. After the court was dismissed, he went to Zhiweixuan with Li Jing and Wei Zheng to drink. But while drinking, the little bastard actually composed a poem that will definitely be passed down through the ages."

Empress Changsun smiled, her eyes were gentle as she said, "Since it is a famous piece of writing, it is of course a good thing. Erlang, what does this have to do with your scolding of Wei Zheng?" Empress Changsun naturally knew that the farmer that Li Shimin scolded was Wei Zheng, because there were many times before when Wei Zheng scolded him in front of all the ministers, and the key point was that his scolding was reasonable. He could not refute it.

"Guanyin, listen to me read that poem to you, and you will understand why I scolded Wei Zheng, that peasant." Li Shimin said in a gentle voice, and then began to read.
“Have you not seen that the water of the Yellow River comes from the sky?

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Wei Xuancheng, Li Pharmacist, let's drink, don't stop.

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I will call my son to exchange the five-colored horse and the fur worth thousands of gold for the fine wine, so that we can share the eternal sorrow together. "

Empress Changsun was so smart that she could hear Wei Zheng's name in this masterpiece and was just envious. She smiled and said, "Your Majesty, I think your name should not appear in this poem. Of course, with the wisdom of your son-in-law, it is impossible for him to put your name in it. Your Majesty, think about it. This poem will definitely be circulated. When everyone recites this poem, will someone recite your name? And will those people dare to recite it? If no one dares to recite it, then this poem will be wasted."

The gentle and considerate consolation of Empress Chang Sun was really effective.
Li Shimin laughed and said, "Haha, what Guanyin said makes sense, but I really can't stand the way a peasant shows off."

Li Lizhi wrote "Song of the Wine" quickly. She and the two girls, Yuzhang, although young, were precocious. The heroic spirit in the poem really made them open their eyes wide. They looked at each other, but smiled at each other in the blink of an eye, because in their opinion, such a talented person would be their future husband, and they were both happy.

now,

Prince Xian’s residence, in front of the villa.

It was too cold outside for Zheng Zhengjin's wives, so they all stayed in the villa.

Li Xueyan walked into the living room from outside and changed into a pair of rabbit shoes at the door. She said faintly, "Fortunately, I listened to my husband and collected all the vegetables. Otherwise, once this 20-centimeter-thick snow covered them, I guess there would be nothing to eat."

Zheng Liwan asked curiously: "Xueyan, how is your compost? Is it effective?"

Li Xueyan said excitedly: "Don't mention it, the effect of this composting is really good, it can at least increase the yield per mu by more than 20%.

When the New Year comes, I will hand this method over to His Majesty and ask him to issue an order to promote it."

Li Leyan smiled and said, "Well, that's a good thing."

After Zheng Zhengjin came back, he asked with a smile, "What are you talking about? You look so happy. Why don't you tell me?" He walked to Yu Youwei and Zheng Liwan with a wicked smile and took them into his arms one by one.

Taro, Colorful Butterfly, Sweet Potato and the third girl looked at Zheng Zhengjin, who was sitting on the sofa with girls on both sides, with stars in their eyes, and there was expectation and longing in their eyes.

(End of this chapter)