At noon, Empress Wang ate Li Yi's personally made snow bean paste, teppanyaki lamb, braised oxtail, and scrambled eggs with spring dried toon sprouts. After drinking a bowl of fish soup, she took the stack of paper and Li Longji and left.
She said she was going to help Li Yi deliver the food to Pyong Kang Square and take away all the rice cakes.
Li Yi sent her to the river and came back to touch the head of a five-year-old girl. "Don't cry, let's make more. It's just rice cakes, we'll have them tomorrow."
The little girl wiped her tears and nodded.
She stretched out her little hand and gestured with two fingers. "I want, I want two pieces."
"I'll give you five pieces." Li Yi quickly increased the amount.
So the little girl ran away happily and told her friends that there would be a lot of rice cakes to eat tomorrow.
For a time, all the children in the village were happy.
Empress Wang and Li Longji were equally happy when they returned to the palace.
They hurriedly had someone copy them. The original ones were to be kept and sent to Pyong Kang Square.
Yao Chong, as the chief prime minister, didn't say a word. If Her Majesty wanted to go, Li Yi and Zhuangzi could go.
He understood that he couldn't stop Her Majesty. If he really dared to persuade her, Her Majesty would definitely ask about politics. If his answers weren't as good as Li Yi's, what was the purpose of persuading Her Majesty not to go?
Yao Chong admitted that he didn't dare to compare himself with Li Yi.
How many people in this world could deal with all the questions and give good answers?
The young Dongzhu could do it. No matter when or what the question was, he would answer it.
He was so strong that it was unreasonable. How could he be like this? How could he ask others to live?
The so-called understanding of military affairs referred to the deployment of soldiers and the analysis of the entire country's military system.
But when it came to the young man, he actually trained soldiers.
There was no need to talk about agriculture. Zhuangzi's crops grew better than other places.
Then the young man took a look. Ah, harvesting is difficult, right? Make something. Threshing is troublesome, right? Make something. Shelling is time-consuming, right? Make something.
It was not easy to fatten up cows in the winter, and they had to produce a green crown prince.
Yesterday, it was said that the bronze mirror in the palace was not good to use, so they made a glass mirror that could reflect every hair on a person's body. The news had already spread throughout the palace, but they could not get their hands on one.
"Motherf * cker." Yao Chong couldn't help but curse.
"No, I'll go to Zhuangzi tomorrow. I have something to ask him." Yao Chong had no choice but to make a decision against his will.
He didn't want to look for Li Yi, but there was indeed something he couldn't decide on.
The most important thing was that the back of his right shoulder hurt. He went over to take a look. The masseuse from the Imperial Physician Department had massaged it, but it still hurt.
He raised his right arm and tried to move it to the left, but the moment he tried to move it, it got stuck. The pain was unbearable. Could it be that he had some kind of illness?
"I'm going too." Zhang Shuo followed up and said that his vision had been blurry for the past two months. He had taken medicine to clear his eyes, but the effect was not good.
"Daoji, why don't you go the day after tomorrow? I need to have my arm checked first." Yao Chong advised.
"You go in the morning. At most, you can have lunch. Don't stay too long. I'll go in the afternoon." Zhang Shuo disagreed and changed the time difference.
"I still want to take an afternoon nap. There's a heater over there. It's cold." Yao Chong said.
"There's already a fire wall in the palace. The Political Affairs Hall isn't cold at all." Zhang Shuo retorted.
"It's not cold. There's also a kang in my house. It's a picture given by Li Dongzhu. At night, there's a standing furnace in the middle of the house. I'll find someone to guard it. I can't let the smoke get poisoned when the weather is bad."
Lu Huaishen suddenly spoke like a ghost.
"Didn't Li Yi say that if you don't suppress the fire, you won't get poisoned? Your house doesn't lack coal. "Yao Chong said.
In the past, Lu Huaishen was very afraid of Yao Chong, but it was different now. He directly retorted, "If you don't suppress the fire, don't you have to add more coal? If you don't guard it, it'll burn out. It's cold! "
"Yes!" Yao Chong squeezed out a word from between his teeth.
***
Pyong Kang Square.
"Quick, sisters, come quickly. Li Lang has sent new songs and poems. There's a lot of them." The head of the military band, Xin Yan, received the things sent from the palace.
This time, she didn't have any intention of monopolizing them. Last time, when Xiao Hongchen was performed, it had to be explained that it was Li Yi who wrote it for Xin Yan and the others.
Copyright issues were not to be taken lightly.
This time, she decided to take it out and share it with her sisters. Yesterday, everyone had a common enemy. In the entire Pyong Kang Square, no one was willing to receive Shopkeeper Liang and the others.
Even the women who were usually looked down upon had a backbone. Now, they were much more pleasing to the eye.
Very quickly, the Pyong Kang Square began to copy. Those who didn't know the new notation immediately found someone to learn.
In the end, as they copied, they cried. As they learned, tears fell.
"What is love? It is something that can lead to life and death. Li Lang is too evil, making people cry." A girl wiped away her tears.
At the side, there were people playing the flute and singing, "Ask ~ What is ~ love ~ in the world ~ Teach ~ People ~ Life ~ and ~ Death ~ and ~ Look ~ How many ~ Old ~ Stories ~ in the world ~ The most ecstatic ~ Plum Blossoms ~ Three ~ Plays ~"
The group of women echoed in unison, "There are ~ ~ lovers ~ in the world of mortals …"
"Bianshui River, Sishui River. When they reached Gudu Tou in Guazhou, Mount Wu was a little worried. His thoughts wandered and his hatred wandered. Hate until it's time to return home, the moon is bright and the man is leaning against the building. What a beautiful sentence. "
"The chrysanthemum is sorrowful, the orchid is weeping dew, the curtain is cold, the swallows fly away in pairs. The bright moon does not know the bitterness of parting, the slanting light penetrates the vermilion hut at dawn. Last night, the west wind withered the green trees, I climbed the tall building alone, looking at the end of the world. If you wish to send me colored paper, you must also send it to me. The mountains are long and the rivers are vast. Where do you know? Oh my god. "
"Outside the relay station, by the broken bridge, there is no owner. It was already dusk, and he was alone with the wind and the rain. Without the intention of struggling for spring, a group of flowers jealous. Scattered into mud and crushed into dust, only the fragrance is as old as before. There is not a single plum character in the poem, but it is written 'plum'. "
"So many, so many, Li Lang is crazy."
"In the future, we won't let those people enter Pyong Kang Square. They dare to bully our Li Lang, humph!"
Some of the scholars and nobles who came over were completely frightened by the poem.
One of the students said in a low voice, "Who bullied who? Today, someone saw them wiping their tears. "
"That's because our Li Lang is capable." A woman next to them heard and immediately retorted.
"That's right, that's right. They even schemed against our Li Lang. Li Lang can't beat them to death." A sister echoed.
"If Li Lang comes, I don't want money. I want to spend a good night with Li Lang."
"Sister Qing, you're really shameless. If it were me … I'd be willing to pay."
"Li Lang doesn't lack money. Li Lang isn't even twenty yet. Hehe!"
The entire Pyong Kang Square belonged to Li Yi tonight. Even the woman from Beiqu had received the song and poem. Everyone had fought together.
The other benefactors who came over were sullen. They couldn't do anything about it!
These poems were really too powerful. There was also the song 'Three Plum Blossoms'. There was already a dance choreographed by 'everyone'.
They were afraid. They secretly told themselves not to offend Li Dongzhu from Zhuangzi by the Ba River.
Not to mention Li Dongzhu's methods and speed of revenge, just Pyong Kang Square. If they offended Li Dongzhu, they wouldn't be able to come back in the future.
"How can he write such good poems? They must be plagiarized. "A person with outstanding literary talent was unconvinced.
"Yes, plagiarized. As long as Li Lang takes out an article, it must be plagiarized. Then the person who was plagiarized would be killed and buried." The person next to him assisted.
"How many powerful literati would he have to kill? Killing one every few days, killing people like killing chickens."
"Brother Zhengdong, why don't you say that he plagiarized one of your poems? I'll testify for you."
"I don't dare. I'm afraid of being killed. Spare my life. I'll treat you tonight."
"Heavenly World sent something. They said it's called Rice Flower Cake. I tasted it. It's delicious." A maid shouted at the square.
So Empress Wang took away so many Rice Flower Cakes. Most of them were sent over in the name of Heavenly World.
"The flowing water falls and the spring leaves. Heavenly World. The food from Heavenly World is really delicious. "The people in Pyong Kang Square each had a small piece. There was no more.
They found that they wanted to eat it even more.
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