Li Er of the Tang Dynasty: Ancestor Xie is here!

But having said that, the night tour at Chengtian Temple happened in the sixth year of Yuanfeng. It was a short story that happened after Su Shi was demoted to Huangzhou.

From the whole article, Su Shi is very happy, but Zhang Huaimin... is not necessarily so.

Speaking of Su Shi's demotion, we also have to talk about the struggle between the old and the new parties. Because old Su was missing a piece of hair on his hand, the new party grabbed him by the pigtails, made wild criticisms in his poems, and launched a literary inquisition to attack him. This is the famous scandal. Taiwan Poetry Case.

If Wang Anshi, a leader of the New Party, had not given him a fair word, it is very likely that Su Shi would have been harmed because of this incident.

In the Yuanyou period when Emperor Shenzong died and Emperor Zhezong ascended the throne, Su Shi despised the actions of Sima Guang's old party after they came to power. Old Su criticized the old party again. In short, he offended many people in the court and was finally demoted to Hainan to eat oysters. It was only after the stupid Emperor Huizong came to power that he suppressed Old Su's rebellion.

The companion chapter of "My Uncle Yule", "My Brother Zizhan" belongs to it.

Since everyone has their own things to do, so after five years in Yuanfeng, there were only Li Qing, Li Shimin, and Cao Cao, who was bored at home.

The Battle of Yongle City took place in September of the fifth year of Yuanfeng, so there was no rush.

This was the first time that Cao Cao did not travel with the large army, so he seemed quite excited.

"Would you like to invite Li Bai too?" Li Qing scratched his head. If he was going to play with Su Shi, then it would be perfect to take Li Bai with him.

The two have similar styles of painting, and they are both bold and bold figures. Feudal society lasted for two thousand years. Li Bai was born in the first thousand years, and Su Shi was born in the next thousand years. Should the two of them be able to cherish each other?

After asking Li Bai, Li Bai thought he should go and have some fun, so he planned to call Du Fu. It's just that Du Fu was too busy with work and found it difficult to get away, so he could only politely decline.

The last time I went to Qingli, there was a backlog of official business in four years, and Du Fu's eyes turned green.

Choosing to go to Yuanfeng in July of the fifth year was also based on the consideration of waiting for Zhao Kuangyin's Kaibao Song Army. After all, it is not appropriate to use other people's troops to deal with your own affairs, Old Zhao's.

"Huangzhou is a good place..." Li Bai did not drink for the first time today. Instead, he held a straw hat knitted by Liu Xuande and kept fanning himself.

July is the height of summer after all, and the temperature is still very high, especially in Huangzhou, a place close to one of the four major furnaces.

Speaking of Huangzhou, many people may not be familiar with it. But Huangzhou also has a name in modern times, and friends who have attended high school all know it, and that is the famous Huanggang.

Ah, yes, it is the place where various Huanggang secret scrolls and other things are produced.

"How do you sell this courgette?" Cao Cao, who was dressed as a scribe, was a little thirsty and asked when he saw a vegetable seller carrying a load under the big willow tree.

"It's two cents a pound. Professor, do you want some?" The salesman put down the burden and raised the bag over his shoulder.

Professor is an honorific title, and teachers are generally called professors. For example, Zhiduoxing Wu Yong is often called Professor Wu. On the one hand, Cao Cao was dressed as a scribe, and on the other hand, he was a bit old, so the salesman mistook him for a teacher.

"Sell me two catties." Cao Cao took out four copper coins and handed them to the salesman.

The salesman happily accepted it, took out a scale, weighed six or seven cucumbers and handed them to Cao Cao.

Cao Cao wiped it with his hands and handed it to Li Qing and the others: "Brother Li, would you like some?"

If Cao Cao didn't say anything, even Li Qing himself wouldn't notice. Among the four people, only Cao Cao was out of place, not Li.

Li Shimin took a piece of cucumber, stretched out his hand, grabbed Li Qing's clothes and wiped it.

"Your uncle." Li Qing rolled his eyes and expressed sadness at Lao Li's behavior that harmed his friends.

"Haha." Li Shimin wiped the cucumber and handed it to Li Qing.

Li Qing snorted proudly and took the cucumber from Lao Li's hand.

The four of them squatted on the roadside and ate the cucumbers Cao Cao bought.

"This courgette is very juicy." Cao Cao was still commenting on it while he was chewing it.

"It's indeed sweet and juicy," a voice sounded from the right side of Cao Cao. Several people didn't take it seriously and continued to nibble on it.

"Brother, why do you call this cucumber a courgette?" the voice continued to ask.

Only then did a few people notice that at some point, there was an extra person next to them.

He was a little chubby, and he was holding a cucumber bought by Cao Cao in his hand.

Cucumber, formerly known as courgette, comes from Zhang Qian's careful selection in the Western Regions. It is said that during the Later Zhao Dynasty, Shi Le did not like the name because he was a Hu man, so he changed its name to Cucumber.

"I'm used to it." Cao Cao, a big Han man, replied smoothly, and he didn't think it was a big deal to be eaten.

He is not short of money, and besides, this fat middle-aged man looks very pleasing to him.

Seeing that the man finished eating the cucumber in his hand and was still staring at the one in his arms, Cao Cao handed him the last cucumber.

He was not polite, took the cucumber and ate it.

"It's too hot. Walking all the way is exhausting." The man panted. He was a bit fat. It was strange that he could endure such weather.

"Brother, drink some water?" Li Shimin took off the water bag from his arms.

"Thank you." The man laughed, took the water bag and took a swig.

Lao Li's water bag was made of ice and contained Sprite. When the man took a sip, his heart was filled with chills and excitement.

Because the sip was too strong, a cold feeling went straight to his brain.

"Ha... the weather is so hot, how come you have such clear and cold honey water?" He asked immediately when he regained his composure.

"Secret." Li Shimin chuckled and said mysteriously.

"Hahaha... It's a certain Meng Lang." The man cupped his hands and said, "Since I ate two cucumbers and drank some honey water, why don't I invite you all to move to my humble abode and I'll treat you to pork."

"Pork?" Li Shimin and Li Bai eat it often. After all, modern breeding methods and the abundance of spices have long made pork popular. But Cao Cao is different. He doesn't eat much.

"How can you eat pork because it smells fishy and stinky?" Cao Cao asked suspiciously.

"Hahaha, this is what I know." The man stood up, dusted his sleeves, and sang: "Huangzhou has good pork, but the price is like dirt. The rich refuse to eat it, and the poor don't know how to cook it. Slow down the fire and use less water. When the heat is sufficient, you will be happy. Get up and drink a bowl every day. You will be full and don’t care~"

Damn it, Li Qing knew who this person was as soon as he sang this song.

Isn’t this Su Shi?
Authentic Dongpo pork, you must try it.

"Brother, is this Su Shi?" Li Qing asked.

"Oh, you discovered it." Su Shi smiled and cupped his hands to everyone: "This is Su Shi, haven't you asked for advice?" "Li Qing, these are my two brothers, Li Er and Li Bai, and that one is... Meng De." Li Qing introduced to Su Shi.

After greeting them one by one, Su Shi said happily: "It's fate to meet you all - please, I'll treat you to a drink."

"Let's go." Li Bai's eyes lit up when he heard there was wine.

Tuanlian Deputy Envoy is one of the ten-level casual officials. It was specially used by the Song Dynasty to resettle demoted civil servants. There is a special word for "relocation".

For example, Zhao Tingmei, the King of Qin at that time, was demoted to the Duke of Fangling County and "resettled in Fangzhou".

Civil servants who are resettled must be closely monitored by the local magistrates at the place of resettlement. "The state where they are located will closely inspect them. If they are not ordered to leave the city or cause them to become lost, their names will still be reported to the Minister of Finance every quarter."

He had to find his own way to provide food, clothing, housing and transportation, and the government gave him a half-stipend. During Su Shi's demotion, he also suffered from lack of food and clothing, and had to open up land for farming, which is the so-called "Dong Slope".

To be honest, Lao Su is indeed having difficulties at home now. Not only did he have to support his wife and children, but he also had a confidante, Wang Chaoyun, to support him. Fortunately, neither his wife Wang Runzhi nor the beauty Wang Chaoyun disliked poverty and loved wealth. Although Su Shi was in a tight situation, he was not desperate. At most, he was a little depressed.

After arriving home, Su Shi called his wife Wang Runzhi and introduced everyone one by one.

Wang Runzhi was a lady from a well-known family, with impeccable etiquette. Even in these desolate years, she still had the dignified temperament of a lady.

Su Shi's courtyard was not big, so Li Qing and four others sat down in the courtyard. Su Shi walked into the house with his wife and children, took off the bag from his waist, and handed it to Wang Runzhi.

Inside are the wild vegetables he dug just now. Today, guests are coming, so he has to think about adding some vegetables.

While he was thinking about it, someone was tugging at his clothes from his waist. Looking down, he saw his youngest son, Su Guo, tearing at his clothes and crying.

"you……"

Originally, the weather was hot and he was irritable. Lao Su wanted to scold him, but Wang Runzhi stopped him.

"You, why are you acting like a child?" Wang Runzhi raised the corners of his lips slightly and stretched out his hand to smooth the wrinkles on Su Shi's clothes, "You should be happy to have guests come to your door today."

Su Shi sniffed and snorted angrily.

Men, especially when they are down, feel sorry for their wives and children.

Wang Runzhi took out the washed wine glass from the basin on the side, handed it to Su Shi and said, "What are you still waiting for? Go and entertain the guests, I'm at home."

"Okay." Lao Su nodded heavily.

Wang Runzhi was not Su Shi's first wife, but his second wife. His married wife's name was Wang Fu, who was the one Su Shi wrote in his poem: "At night, she suddenly returned home with a deep dream, and she was dressing up at the small window."

It is not a coincidence that both of them have the surname Wang. In theory, Wang Runzhi is Wang Fu's cousin. Strictly speaking, she calls Lao Su brother-in-law.

Su Shi's family was out of place in ancient society. According to the rules of feudal society, even queens rarely leave their names. Even if there is a virtuous queen like Changsun, history only briefly records her with the small name Guanyin Maid, and does not record her name.

As for Su Shi's family, his two wives, Wang Fu and Wang Runzhi, and his concubine Wang Chaoyun, all have their own names, which is extremely rare in the entire history.

Wang Runzhi went a step further and had his own name - Ji Zhang.

If the word "ji" has a normal meaning, then Wang Runzhi should be ranked fourth in his natal family.

It should be noted that according to the rules of the name "Bo Zhong Shu Ji", "Ji" generally refers to the fourth position. For example, in the Sima family, Sima Boda, also known as Sima Lang, is the eldest; Sima Zhongda, also known as Sima Yi, is the second; Sima Shuda, also known as Sima Fu, is the third; and Sima Jida, also known as Sima Kui, It's the fourth child.

Liu Bang is an exception. The "Ji" in his "Liu Ji" means the youngest, not the third.

Lao Su had real feelings for these three women named Wang.

As for giving away the pregnant concubine, there is no real evidence in history. It is more likely to be a joke made up by people who can't stand Lao Su.

I still have the pork I bought yesterday, so today I’m eating Dongpo pork and two more mixed with wild vegetables—mainly for drinking.

When Su Shi arrived in the yard, he found that the four people were already sitting on the ground in the yard, with a piece of colorful floral cloth in the middle, and they were eating around a basket.

"You just came, come up." Li Qing waved his hand, motioning for Su Shi to come over.

"What are you..." Su Shi scratched his head, not knowing what was going on.

"Didn't you notice what Lao Li was holding just now?" Li Qing grabbed a handful of pistachios in his hand and stretched out his hand towards Su Shi: "A handful of authentic pistachios?"

"Pistachio? This is a rare thing." Su Shi walked over with a smile and sat next to Li Shimin. "Since the Yuanhao Rebellion and the Western Bandits occupying the northwest, Pistachio rarely comes to the Central Plains."

"Hahaha... just eat it." Cao Cao smiled as he peeled off the pistachios, turned around and asked, "Brother Su, is that pork so delicious?"

Seeing that Cao Cao actually questioned the dish he invented, Su Shi glared: "Of course it's delicious! I'm not telling you, brother Meng De, he has to stew this pork!"

"Yes! You have to stew!" Li Bai agreed, obviously absent-minded.

He was still thinking about the wine that Su Shi had promised him, but seeing the dire situation of Su Shi's family, he was too embarrassed to mention it for a while.

As long as you can drink some wine, even drinking that shit Moutai from the immortal master is fine...

In order to drink some wine, Li Bai also worked hard.

Su Shi did not disappoint Li Bai. He had many friends, and there was no shortage of wine at home. They were all gifts from friends from all over the country or people who came here to visit him. Lao Su didn't want it at first, but then life became really tight, and if he bought wine, he would end up with a meal of poor quality. When he was fine, he still liked to make trouble, so he no longer refused and accepted drinks from anyone.

Occasionally, two squires would ask Lao Su to write for something at home, and Lao Su could earn two pens, which was also one of the sources of pork money.

After a while, Wang Runzhi came over carrying several jars of wine.

"Try it, this is Huangzhou's good wine." Su Shi smiled at several people: "Although it is not as good as Lanqiao Fengyue, it is still delicious."

Li Qing held the bowl and drained it in one gulp.

It's okay. There's nothing wrong with it except that it's a bit sour. It tastes a bit like light kvass. I don't know how it tastes.

Although the alcohol content of this wine is not high, it has great staying power. Especially Li Bai, after drinking, he overcame his fatigue and became himself, holding the wine bowl and roaring to the sky, chanting poems at the top of his voice, as if he didn't want money.

It didn't matter that he howled, all the dogs in the village started barking, and it was very lively.

Su Shi looked at Li Bai with bright eyes. Instead of stopping him, he clapped his hands and applauded.

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