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Chapter 1351

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When those who were qualified to enter the single room were seated, the southwestern barbarian captives outside set off in groups.

They already knew that points did not matter. Li Dongzhu cared most about whether they were loyal or not.

All the family members they could find had arrived. Those who had not arrived were taken away by others. While they were waiting, they worked even harder.

Li Longji put down his plate and asked Li Yi after hearing Song De's report, "Brother Yi, can these southwestern barbarian captives be trusted?"

"An official was demoted to Lingnan, where Jiuling's family was. When he was about to return to the capital, another good friend saw him and his courtesan.

So he wrote a poem, 'I often envy the man who cuts jade in the human world, the heavens answer my prayers and dessert' … Lingnan should not answer well, but said, 'Where my heart is at peace is my hometown.' "

Li Yi brought up Su Shi's Settling the Storm. The key was the last sentence, 'Where my heart is at peace is my hometown.'

Li Yi used to think that the Tang dynasty could not accept poetry and music. In the end, he realized that the literati of the Tang dynasty could accept anything.

When he thought about Li Bai, Li Bai's poems were not all close to the body. He also had long and short sentences.

This was the same as the people of his time. They listened to songs and read poems. Whether they were good or not, they did not care about fixed rhythms and patterns.

People's appreciation of beauty had similarities, including the jasmine melody used in Western operas.

"Returning from ten thousand miles, the less beautiful, the smile. When smiling, there is the fragrance of the mountain plum. Li Lang, so beautiful! "Princess Yongmu was mesmerized.

"Yes, I copied this poem. That person is really good."

Li Yi admitted that he could not compare to Su Shi in literature, even though he had worked hard to learn.

He could only imitate everyone's style, but he could not be engrossed.

It was not that he could not write something engrossed, but once he wrote it, it would reveal his inner thoughts. He was not willing to reveal his inner thoughts to others.

So even though he started learning literature from a young age, he could never reach the peak.

He was not confident enough. Whether it was medicine, literature, music, food, business, etc., he was always in a state of fear.

He wanted to achieve the highest status, but he could not, so he felt inferior.

"Li Lang, you always say you will copy. What if you don't copy? I believe you. "

Princess Yongmu was not willing to hear Li Yi say that he copied every time he wrote a good poem. Why was he always so modest?

Li Yi raised his wine glass, tilted his head back, and downed the 62% wine. He looked at Princess Yongmu and said, "It doesn't matter if I copy or not. If I have the ability to copy, then I have the ability to write it myself."

Li Yi decided to change himself.

He had also received the education that the poets in history had received. Furthermore, the amount of information in his space-time was enormous!

Besides, he could check at any time. He had the System, the System … Aiya, the System was pretty good. Did it eat?

The System was speechless.

"Mmm!" Princess Yongmu happily picked up the eggplant box she had ordered herself.

She felt like she was living in a dream after meeting Li Yi. No, she didn't even dare to dream.

"Brother Yi's management of the border people is really good."

Li Longji did not care about relationships, but he was most annoyed by the governance of the other tribes.

Today they surrendered, tomorrow they would rebel. If they did not use it, the border would be weak. If they used it, the border would be unstable.

"What the people want is only stability. Like the rule of a pack of wolves, the strongest is the king. "Li Yi had done his research on this.

Most of the people would follow whoever was strong.

However, there were still some who were not. This was called backbone.

The most beautiful people were actually the ones who went against the flow. When the motherland was in a poor and backward stage, they tried their best to return.

When the motherland developed, the people who looked down on the motherland would be treated differently when they returned. It was only in terms of business and money.

Li Yi would not blame them, but his attitude was definitely different, especially now.

As Li Yi spoke, he picked up a Laba garlic for Princess Yongmu. It had already been pickled.

Laba garlic could be pickled at any time. It was vinegar and garlic.

Why was it good in the twelfth lunar month? That was referring to the north.

The temperature in the north was low. Using vinegar to pickle Laba garlic in a low temperature environment would cause little bacteria and was harmful.

Princess Yongmu turned to look at Xiao Lan and then at Li Yi.

Li Yi picked up another clove of garlic and placed it on Xiao Lan's plate. When Xiao Lan saw the garlic, she lowered her head and a drop of tears fell into her bowl. She quickly picked it up with her chopsticks and ate it.

She was already very satisfied to be able to sit in this single room and eat.

"Don't eat too much. After eating, let's go sweep the snow. The main thing is to build a snowman."

Li Yi told Princess Yongmu that there would be an activity later.

He had already asked someone to prepare carrots, bamboo brooms, and other things.

In his memory, when he was young, snowmen were always built in the north.

Later on, for the sake of living, or rather survival, parents no longer had the time to take their children to build snowmen.

Not many people in the Tang dynasty were willing to build snowmen. It was meaningless.

Li Yi wanted to build snowmen for the children to see.

The children who should have gone home were now living in the Li Family Zhuangzi.

They were the children Princess Yongmu wanted to teach. The parents were relieved and sent the children over even after she left.

"Li Lang, can the soldiers at the border eat eggplant boxes now?" Princess Yongmu suddenly thought of the soldiers of the Tang dynasty in Tubo.

"No, they definitely can't eat it. It's too late this year. Even if you want to give something, you have to give it to them the most. "

Li Yi waved his hand. He knew the situation there.

It was fine as long as the soldiers could maintain a balanced nutrition. Protein, vitamins, and fats were just three things.

Vitamins were the dried products of many vegetables, such as chopped green onions, dried radish strips, and so on.

In fact, they could make eggplant boxes. Dried eggplant slices were also sent. There was no shortage of meat. What they lacked was oil.

Not to mention the current Tang dynasty, even in Li Yi's time, some places still mainly relied on oil.

Don't believe what you're looking at. They're all using this to make money. It's not a real local life.



"The spicy cabbage series mentioned by Li Dongzhu is really delicious." It was still dark at the border.

Zhang Xiaosong woke up early and had breakfast. It was deep-fried pancakes and wild vegetable soup made by the pressure cooker.

The side dishes were naturally spicy cabbage with chili oil and chili powder.

Spicy cabbage was actually fermented vegetables. The ones that were not fermented were called mixed vegetables.

"This New Year, canned fruits and vegetables will be sent here one after another. We will plant the canned fruits and vegetables in the greenhouse."

Guo Zhiyun was a little homesick. His family did not come over.

They were here to work and carry out their mission.

They had to consider all aspects of the situation. They could not push away the people of the Tubo tribe who had finally submitted to them.

"What's it like here in spring?" Qin Li was naturally homesick like others.

He changed the topic and wanted to temporarily forget about his family.

"It snows in spring. Then there are few warm times in a year. We can't plant the rice of the Tang dynasty."

Although it was Qin Li's first year here, he was already very familiar with the situation here.

"What should we plant in spring?" Wang Junkui, a general, was actually thinking about agriculture. He knew the situation and was anxious.

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