This Song Dynasty is different

Chapter 66 Return to the Han and Tang Dynasties
On the day Li Xian returned to Bianjing, a Cuju competition was being held in the city.

In late autumn, the city of Bianjing is crowded with people. Vendors are selling along the streets. The traveling scholars have long sleeves and fluttering sleeves. Occasionally, you can see a few ladies, with round fans covering half of their faces. They seem shy and expect something.

Li Xian felt that he smelled the breath of spring.

Animals mostly carry out reproduction and reproduction activities in spring, but humans are different and turn reproduction and reproduction activities into a daily entertainment.

Arriving in front of the imperial city, Li Xian told Wang He and others to wait outside while he waited to be summoned.

The official who was studying jumped up when he heard the news, and then he calmed down and saluted. "Mr. Sun, can we end it early today?"

"Go!" Sun Shi knew that he was eager to see Li Xian.Sun Shi couldn't help but smile when he thought that the housekeeper had been distracted by reading in the past few days.Sighing secretly: It’s great to be young.

At first, the official walked calmly, but after leaving the West Pavilion, he ran away.

"Hurry up and see if that guy has brought me dried meat!"

When he arrived, Li Xian was reporting the situation of his trip to the Queen Mother.

"...The old patriarch of the Duanxian clan died at the hands of Li Deming. The clan members were worried about being broken up and annexed, so they tried it. I guaranteed that the Song Dynasty could ensure the safety of the Duanxian clan, and the officials were willing to endorse it. I even offered I swore a poisonous oath...an official?"

Li Xian looked at Zhao Zhen who appeared beside him and suddenly smiled.

Zhao Zhen looked him up and down and smiled, "What poisonous oath?"

Li Xian said: "If you break your promise, the official will not eat dried meat in this life."

Zhao Zhen was furious, "You are a Marquis of Dingyuan, why do you swear by me?"

The two reunited after a long absence, and after a joke, they smiled at each other.

It's great to be young... The Queen Mother expressed the same emotion as Sun Shi, smiled and said, "You two go!"

Watching the two of them go out, Luo Chongxun said: "Somehow, I felt warm in my heart when I saw Guan Cai and Marquis Dingyuan smiling at each other."

A chamberlain came in and said, "Your Majesty, the Privy Council is asking for instructions on how to treat the Duanxian clan."

"Be kind!" The Queen Mother waved her hand, holding the brush, her eyes darkened, and sighed for a long time, "Everyone says that I just want to live a stable life, but there are a pack of wolves around the Song Dynasty. I am not talented, but I also have the ambition to clean up the surrounding area for my children and grandchildren. Great ambitions. But these prime ministers and assistants..."

Luo Chongxun was frightened when he heard this. He took a peek and saw the Queen Mother's sharp eyes, and his heart skipped a beat.

"I don't believe it, how can women be inferior to men!"

……

He said goodbye to Zhao Zhen and gave him dried meat. Zhao Zhen tasted a piece and said with satisfaction: "I will also go to the northwest to see someday."

"Is the emperor going to fight in person?" Li Xian looked at his small body.

"Isn't it appropriate?" Zhao Zhen was a little worried.

"Appropriate! Extremely appropriate!"

After the death of the brothers Taizu and Taizong, the emperors of the Song Dynasty completely became the playthings of the scholar-bureaucrats.Except for Zhenzong, who was dragged by Kou Zhun to fight in person, no one else had the courage.

After leaving the palace, Li Xian returned home.

"Mr. Lang." Xinghua cried and felt happy when she saw him.

"They said that if Lang Jun meets the leader of the Western Bandits, he will definitely be defeated." Xinghua wiped away tears, "I will argue with them."

"Who won?" Li Xian asked.

"I made a bet with them. If Mr. Lang can return with meritorious deeds, I will win." Xinghua raised her face, feeling proud.

"How much?" Li Xian stretched out his hands so that Xinghua could undress him.

Xinghua undressed him and said, "I...I...don't blame me, Mr. Lang."

"What do I blame you for?" Li Xian said with a smile.

Xinghua bit her lower lip, "I bet ten dollars."

After the fast food business boomed, Li Xian increased the monthly payment to Xinghua to a level that made the servants in Bianjing jealous and jealous.These ten dollars were all her savings.

"Won ten games?"

"No." Xinghua walked up to him, pulled his clothes for him, and said proudly: "Thirty strings."

Or pay three for one!

This little lady has become a little rich woman...Li Xian warned, "Do it occasionally."

If you become addicted to gambling, all the friendship you have will be wasted.

"Yeah." Xinghua didn't like gambling, but she just couldn't stand those people mocking her husband, so she got excited and gambled her entire fortune.

She muttered and ran out to cook.

With five more people in the family, daily meals are a big deal.

"Let the fast food place deliver prepared meat and vegetables to your home every day." Li Xian brought the pre-made dishes in advance.

"Yes." Xinghua's voice was filled with joy and she hurried out. Li Xian knew that this young lady was going to collect gambling debts.

Not long after, Xinghua's clear voice came from outside, "Aunt Sun, yes! The husband is back."

"A gentleman is still a gentleman!"

As his status changes, so do the attitudes of his neighbors.There is no such thing as temperament in this world. The so-called temperament is nothing more than the sense of superiority given to people by power and wealth.

If you let the world's richest man walk in a busy city, people who don't know him will naturally not think much of him.If you let him walk among a group of people who know him, everyone will feel that this richest man has a noble aura about him.

Wang He took Fan Ji and others to settle in. After hearing the knock on the door, Wen Yanbo called the doorman.

"You are……"

A chamberlain stood outside the door and asked, "Is Marquis Dingyuan here?"

"exist!"

The chamberlain turned around and said, "Han Siyan, Marquis Dingyuan is at home."

Han Wei got out of the car, and Wen Yanbo stepped aside to give way without squinting.

"I heard people say that people who dare not look at it probably have something evil in their minds." Han Wei said.

"I dare not look at it." Wen Yanbo smiled.

"Why is that?"

"Zhiliye!"

bookworm!
Han Wei entered the courtyard and Li Xian was coming out.

Seeing her, Li Xian wished he was still in the northwest.

"Han Siyan! A rare visitor!"

"Marquis Dingyuan, there is a gathering of some ladies today, and I am here to invite you." Han Wei raised her eyebrows, "There is a Taoist nun among them!"

Why is this girl going further and further down the path of matchmaker?
Li Xian hurriedly excused himself on the grounds that he was tired after returning from a long journey.

"It's not like I'm asking you to fight, or I'm just going to drink and talk, look at you little lady!" Han Wei puffed up her cheeks, "Don't say you like men's style."

Having said that, if Li Xian doesn't go, the Queen Mother will really doubt whether he is good at it.

The two walked out of the house, and strangely, there were suddenly many more neighbors in Laoya Alley.Even the bedridden old lady diagonally across the street was carried out.

All eyes were staring at Li Xian.

Li Xian didn't know why, but Han Wei raised the corners of her mouth, stopped, and watched him move forward alone.

The chamberlain beside her didn't know what to ask her, so Han Wei said softly: "When Emperor Taizu, whenever the soldiers returned home in triumph, the people of Bianjing would cheer for them and give them food and wine. They thought they were congratulations to a good man!"

Li Xian walked slowly in the alley. He didn't interact much with the neighbors. Xinghua was more often responsible for this.

As his status rose, his neighbors became more distant from him.

What are they doing?
Li Xian remained calm in the face of [-] party members, but at this moment he was feeling feverish and wanted to run away.

An old man appeared in front, who seemed to be the grandfather of the Sun family at the entrance of the alley.

The old man raised his hand and waved it vigorously.

Li Xian subconsciously wanted to dodge.

"Master Hou is mighty!"

The neat shouting, which seemed to have been rehearsed many times, startled Li Xian.

When the two young ladies brought him drinks, he was stunned.

"Drink quickly, this is the toast for returning from a great victory." Han Wei reminded him in a low voice from behind.

A toast to victory?
Li Xian felt that he had heard the funniest joke.

The weakest dynasty actually has a celebration drink?
The old man stepped forward and said: "During the former Tang Dynasty, whenever a young man returned from Lao Yaxiang in triumph, as long as he was still breathing, he would come out to greet him. For no other reason than that."

He raised the glass again, with an inexplicable expectation in his eyes, but then became sad, "Our ancestors once said that during the Han and Tang Dynasties, Han'er had made foreign races fearful. Years later, our generation can only dream of the past scenery from legends. Today I learned that the Marquis has made a triumphant return, so I just said, Lord Marquis, please take a look..."

Li Xian turned around.

The children looked at him with reverence, the young men and women had admiration in their eyes, and the old man was trying his best to raise his head and look at him with the gentlest eyes...

It is as if we are looking at a certain time in the past, and looking forward to the awakening of something in the blood of this nation.

He took the refilled wine glass and drank it in one gulp.

The old man asked: "Master Hou, will there ever be a day when the Song Dynasty will frighten foreigners?"

After asking, he laughed at himself again, "I talk a lot, don't blame me, Lord Marquis."

Pride and self-confidence flow in the blood of this nation. Even if they are temporarily suppressed by war and the hooves of foreigners, as long as they find an opportunity, they will stand up again.

Never an exception!

Li Xian looked at these neighbors and nodded seriously.

"meeting!"

At this moment, he swore.

"Will!"

(End of this chapter)