Carefree Prince In Tang Dynasty

After listening to Wang Gui's words, Li Xin heaved a long sigh of relief, as if a big stone had been removed from his chest.

When he took Xiao Runniang home, he was always worried - what if his Prince Chu's Mansion was the same? If the servants and servants of his Prince Chu's mansion were beaten to death and maimed every day like this, and they were thrown into mass graves as soon as they were wrapped in mats, and their bodies were allowed to be gnawed by wild beasts, then what would he do?

Could he still be so angry? Can he still feel at ease that he is different from those whom he despises?

Therefore, when he heard Wang Gui say that he and his Chu Palace were finally completely different from those guys who eat people and don't spit out their bones, he felt very relieved. Especially when he heard that Li Xuandao also had the same views as him, and he had already started to practice it, he couldn't help but feel a wonderful thing flowing in his body, warm, perhaps it was the so-called identification and belonging Feel it.

All in all, Li Xin slept soundly that night.

The next day, when Li Xin woke up, a servant girl brought willow branches and tea with green salt for him to brush his teeth and rinse his mouth. Li Xinxin was not used to this thing. After poking it in his mouth a few times, he began to miss the electric toothbrush he had been using all the time. He thought to himself: "There is no chance for an electric toothbrush. Let's find a way to make a few ordinary toothbrushes. This willow branch is too difficult to use."

After washing and changing clothes, Wang Gui led Run Niang, who had changed into another clothes, to see Li Xin.

Run Niang was born cute, but she was a little too thin. Now that she has been washed clean and put on a new plain dress, she finally seems to have some vitality, like a tenacious weed, exuding tyrannical vitality .

Wang Guidao: "This child is too young and weak, so she can't do much work. There is no one else in the house who needs to serve, I think it's better to let her follow the prince. The chores of serving tea and water, washing brushes and ink, will be left in the future." Let her do it."

Li Xin nodded without raising any objections.

Yesterday, before dawn, the goatee came eagerly to the outside of Chu Palace, and respectfully handed Runniang's slave certificate and three silver pancakes to the concierge, and the concierge did not refuse. It was a matter of course to accept it.

Holding the three heavy silver pancakes in his hand, Li Xin thought dumbfoundedly: "Yes, once I saw the injustice, I didn't spend any money. Not only did I pick up a little lolita as a maid, but I also made a lot of money. The business is done.” According to the prices in the early Tang Dynasty, a silver pancake was equivalent to Yiguanqian, and Yiguanqian was 1,000 copper coins.

Forget it, since the goatee refused to accept Li Xin's money no matter what, Li Xin gave up the idea of ​​sending the money back. Thinking about it, if he really did this, the goatee would probably die of fright on the spot and hang himself in his shop, then Li Xin would have committed a crime.

After Wang Gui explained about Runniang, he went down to work. Although there are not many people in Chu Palace, Li Xin is the only master who needs to serve, but there are still many miscellaneous things below.

Li Xin watched him go away, leaned against the porch and stretched leisurely. The autumn sun also shines lazily, making people warm.

Li Xin's title is prince, but he did not hold a formal official position in the court, in other words, he was just an idler. It had been a long time since he had experienced the feeling of waking up early in the morning without going to class, self-study, going to work, doing nothing, and no one urging him to do anything.

To be honest, a little empty but very cool.

Run Niang timidly followed behind Li Xin. Li Xin glanced at her and said, "Let's go, follow me to visit Chang'an City." Speaking of which, although Qin Huaiyu went to Dongshi yesterday, there are many other places in Chang'an that he has never been to. Think of it as an autumn outing.

Li Xin was about to walk out of Chu Palace with Runniang when he saw Wang Gui leading an old man in coarse linen into the palace. As soon as Wang Gui saw Li Xin, he said, "My lord, it just so happened that the peasants from the village came to ask for permission, and they had to ask for instructions on some matters."

"Zhuangzi?" Li Xin was stunned for a moment, and immediately found the relevant information in his memory.

As a prince, Li Xin naturally has his own fief called Lantian County, which is located outside Chang'an City. The area of ​​the fief is not large, and there are a total of several thousand people living in it, which is about eight or nine hundred households. The land cultivated by these farmers belongs to Li Xin, and they have to pay Li Xin a part of the income from the cultivated land as land rent every year. According to the official words, this is called Shiyi.

After figuring out these things, Li Xin asked, "What's the matter, did something happen to Zhuangzi?"

As soon as the words fell, the old man knelt down to Li Xin with a plop. He lowered his head, and the short jacket he was wearing was patched with patches of different colors in many places, and the stitches were very fine. Knowing that he was going to meet the noble grand lord today, this might be the cleanest and most decent clothes he could wear.

"My lord, there is a severe drought this summer, and the harvests in every household are not good. So, everyone begs me, old man, to show this old face and ask the lord to see if the rent for this year can be reduced first?" The old man said with dark eyes. A bitter expression appeared on his face, and he looked at Li Xin pleadingly.

That look made Li Xin feel a pain in his heart.

"My lord, if Zhuangzi still has a way, I wouldn't say such shameless words. But this time it's really bad. This year's harvest is estimated to be only half of last year's, and every household doesn't have much food. It’s hard to survive this winter if you drink too much water, and if you pay the rent again, you may not be able to survive.” The old man burst into tears as he spoke, and the muddy tears rolled down his ditch-ridden face .

Li Xin quickly helped the old man up and said, "Uncle, get up quickly, you can just stand up and talk about such trivial matters."

However, the old man refused to get up, and said in a rambling manner: "I, old man Zhang, have never missed the master's rent in my life, but this time there is really no way. I hope the master will be more tolerant, even if it can't be reduced. Can we wait until next year's summer grain is harvested?"

Li Xin said soothingly, "I didn't say I wouldn't agree to you. You go back and tell the folks that since this year's harvest is not good, I don't want this year's rent. Everyone can spend the winter with peace of mind and work hard next spring. "

As soon as this remark came out, the old man Zhang couldn't hide the joy on his face, and his knee, which had been slightly off the ground, immediately knocked to the ground again. This time, his forehead was also knocked heavily on the hard blue brick floor of the palace.

"Thank you, master! Thank you, master! Old man Zhang kowtowed to the master. The master must be a prince for generations, with many children and grandchildren!" He said many auspicious words incoherently, and the tears in his eyes seemed to stop Can't stop.