Tibet

Li Ye sat down cross-legged. A palace maid brought him a bowl of bird's nest porridge, and a basin of soup next to it. The little palace maid pursed her lips and smiled and said: This soup is not that soup. Don't drink it by mistake again.

Opposite the screen, Yang Yuhuan said, Poof! ’ Laughing out loud, she pretended to be angry and said, “Abao, stop making fun of General Li.”

Li Ye chuckled, washed his hands, dried them with a towel, and said with a smile: But I am indeed thirsty!

The little maid waved her hand, and another maid quickly brought a cup of tea.

Li Ye was not polite, drank the tea in one gulp, and drank the bird's nest porridge in a few gulps.

At this time, Yang Yuhuan said calmly: I read the general's poems two days ago. He wrote very well. I thought that the general's martial arts skills were unparalleled, but I didn't expect that his literary talent was also extremely brilliant. I would like to ask the general for another poem. General Can you agree?

Li Ye scratched his head and said: Reporting to the empress, I am not a poet after all. I can't write at any time. I just scribble one or two poems when I feel something in my heart. If I don't think I am a poet, I will only learn to be vulgar. I will write a poem I wrote this time last year. The first short sentence is dedicated to the empress.

Yang Yuhuan smiled slightly and said: No one can write poetry anytime and anywhere, otherwise Cao Zijian's seven-step poem would not be so famous. No matter how talented a poet is, it will take several months of preparation and revision to write a good poem. The general does not have to Too modest, I'm looking forward to the general's long and short sentences, Bao, please give me pen and ink.

The little palace maid presented pen, ink and paper. At this time, Li Ye had completely thought about it. If he changed history, then history would enter another parallel time and space. Maybe there would be no more Li He, no more Lu You, and no more Lu You. Xin Qiji and others will not even have the Song Dynasty again.

Just like Padmasambhava explained to him, the roots of the big tree have not changed, but another side branch has grown into the main trunk.

In this case, why should he care about who wrote the poem? If he doesn't even have this kind of thick and black forbearance, what big thing does he want to do?

Li Ye spread out the paper and wrote the famous song The Sapphire Case. Yuan Xi that will be passed down through the ages.

The east wind blows away thousands of flowers and trees at night, and even blows down the stars like rain. BMW carvings fill the road with fragrance, the phoenix flute sounds, the jade pot turns light, and fish and dragons dance all night.

The moths are like golden strands of snow and willows, and the laughter is full of hidden fragrance. The crowd looked for him thousands of times, but suddenly looking back, he was there, in a dimly lit place.

Li Ye had already said goodbye and left, but Yang Yuhuan was still silent for a long time. She gently touched the rough handwriting with her slender jade fingers, reading over and over again the song The Sapphire Case. Yuan Xi that shocked and fascinated her. 》.

She seemed to have returned to the Shangyuan Night of her girlhood. The east wind brought thousands of flowers to the trees and blew them down, making the stars fall like rain. Isn't that what the Shangyuan Night in Luoyang was like?

There was also the young flute-playing musician who once made her heart skip a beat. His moths were like snow and willows were golden, and his laughter was full of secret fragrance. Is this writing about himself?

‘The crowd looked for him thousands of times, but suddenly looking back, he was there, in a dimly lit place. ’

Yang Yuhuan recited it in a low voice, over and over again, and unknowingly tears flowed down her crystal cheeks. For a moment, her emotions surged and she could not control herself.

Li Ye silently left the inner palace and went to Gao Lishi's official room to retrieve his belongings.

Gao Lishi also saw that the empress liked this young general very much, and he also understood the pain in her heart. The emperor found an excuse to visit the ancestral temple and went to Tai Chi Palace. He knew what he was doing in Tai Chi Palace. In fact, the imperial concubine also knew, But she could only silently endure the harm caused to her by her sisters.

Gao Lishi was full of sympathy for the imperial concubine, but he had no choice. The Holy Emperor could only find the feeling of a man with Mrs. Guo Guo. How could the Holy Emperor be able to quit? If he really turned his back, the Holy Emperor would become so angry that everyone would be angry. Gotta be screwed.

Gao Lishi could only remain silent, seeing everything but pretending not to know everything.

Gao Weng, I'm leaving!

Gao Lishi nodded, Let me give you a few words before I say goodbye!

Li Ye stood silently, and Gao Lishi said slowly: The first sentence is, don't go away for several years without coming back. It's better to come back every year to report your work to the emperor and communicate more to avoid the emperor's unwarranted suspicion. I also know that the journey is long. , but as long as you don’t ride a camel, it doesn’t take much time on the road. Gao Xianzhi can come back every year, and you should be able to do the same.

The second sentence is, you should always give some novel gifts to the imperial concubine. An Lushan did this. But the imperial concubine will definitely like the things you give. As long as the imperial concubine is happy, she can keep you safe. nothing.

Li Ye bowed deeply and said, The teachings of the elders will be kept in mind by the younger generation!

Li Ye returned to the house and asked Xiaohong to find the kitchen and boil some large buckets of hot water. He lay down in the large bathtub of the Tang Dynasty. In fact, it was similar to the bathtubs of later generations. The materials were very thick and the hoops were very strong.

Li Ye took a quick shower, changed into soft and clean underwear, and put on a cotton gown.

Before the popularization of cotton in the late Song Dynasty, people in the Tang Dynasty were also well-equipped to keep out the cold. They directly used sheepskin, deerskin and other animal skins to make fur coats. Among the officials' welfare in winter was mian. Mian refers to kapok, which is used for The effect of filling bedding and clothes is much better than that of cotton, but it is rare and expensive. Rich people can also use cashmere, rabbit down, duck down and other animal down as filling.

For rich people, they don’t have to worry about winter at all. Poor people, unfortunately, can only wear one piece of cloth to cover their bodies. Wearing seven or eight pieces can keep out the cold. The inside of the bedding is either linen or feathers. Even poorer people, That means it can only be filled with hay.

Therefore, during the Song and Ming Dynasties, the large-scale planting of cotton and its low price were actually good news for ordinary people and had little to do with the rich and powerful.

Li Ye walked to the yard and unexpectedly found Xiao Hong sitting there crying. Li Ye patted her head and said with a smile, What are you crying for?

Xiaohong pouted and said, If the young master is gone, my good life will be gone.

Li Ye laughed and said, If you want to continue living a good life, come with me to Broken Leaf!

Xiaohong lowered her head and whispered: Unless the young master is willing to accept me as his concubine in the future, you will come with me!

Li Ye's eyes widened. He was still thinking a lot at such a young age.

I remembered, you'd better not break the leaves! You may encounter Sogdian human traffickers, who specialize in robbing Han women and selling them to the most distant places. You will never see your parents again in your life.

There was fear in Xiaohong's eyes, Really?

Li Ye nodded, Of course I'm not lying to you, there are very few Han women there, that's why.

Xiaohong muttered softly, Then I'd rather not go.

Li Ye smiled and said, I'll tell my wife to ask you to take care of Aunt Mu. Aunt Mu will recite sutras all day long, and you will be free.

That's fine. When the young master comes back, I will continue to serve him.

At this time, a young lady came over and said, Madam said that the young master should come over after taking a bath.

Li Ye quickly came to the back hall. Pei Sanniang was keeping accounts. When she saw her son coming in, she stopped writing and said, The Lantern Festival is coming soon. Don't you invite Suzaku out to enjoy the lanterns?

Li Ye nodded, She left me a note. I will go find her on the fourteenth day of the first lunar month.

Pei Sanniang was silent for a moment and said, What worries me most is, when will you come back?

Maybe next spring! Li Ye remembered Gao Lishi's parting words.

Pei Sanniang asked in surprise: Can you come back next spring?

I should come back next year, but I'm not sure it will be spring. I will write to my mother in advance.

Not only write to me, but also write to Miss Suzaku frequently. When you come back next year, I will arrange the marriage for you.

Li Ye nodded and said with a smile: Actually, can mother be accommodating and let father take a concubine?

There's no door!

Pei Sanniang had a straight face and flatly refused.

She suddenly glared, Did your father raise a housewife outside and asked you to intercede for him?

Li Ye was so frightened that he waved his hands quickly, No! No! There is absolutely no such thing!

Pei Sanniang grabbed her son's ears, quickly and accurately, raised her eyebrows and shouted at him: I can control your father, but you kid heard clearly, the wife you want to marry is a girl from the Dugu family, how dare you If you bring back a barbarian wife, it will be strange if I don’t skin you!