Ch_ng’n the enemy wants to find Li Wangyou for help, and Li Wangyou naturally does not know this.

He finished a sketch of a naked woman overnight, and put it away carefully before putting his clothes on to sleep. However, he tossed and turned all night, sleeping very restlessly.

It’s not that Li Wangyou recognizes the bed, but the damn Great Tang simply doesn’t have furniture like a bed!

The Tang people slept, and the poor slept directly on the ground with a straw mat. I learned Japanese, and this is the case with tatami mats in later generations.

Some of the ones who are particular about sleeping are couches, which are hardwood manufacture low beds. The taste is simply sour and refreshing, which makes Li Wangyou miss Simmons so much…

Originally Li Wangyou I always felt that Great Tang should have a bed, because Li Bais famous Jing Ye Si wrote, “The moonlight in front of the bed, suspected to be frost on the ground.”…After crossing, he realized that “bed” refers to “hu bed”. , Which is a seat similar to the later generations of Mazza.

After traveling to Great Tang for more than a week, Li Wangyou still couldn’t get used to this hard bed. Every day, he must have backaches and leg cramps. He urgently needs the blue bottle cap to supplement his body.

Finally, the sky first glimmers of light, when Li Wangyou was sleeping, he was upset by the morning drum that rang through the city.

Take out the watch borrowed from Su Changqing and check the time, Li Wangyou can’t help but want to scold his mother.

Knock your sister! This is only four o’clock in the morning and less than five o’clock!

What’s even more wicked is that the morning drum hasn’t finished, and he doesn’t want to beat the Chang’an City morning drum three thousand times. Will it be finished in a short while?

In short, Li Wangyou can’t sleep.

As soon as the dawn broke, I woke up with a yawn against the dark circles, Li Wangyou pushed the door to tell the Niu Family brother to wash out.

Today is the day of the Qujiangchi Poetry Meeting as Yang Zuan said. Since Li Wangyou has agreed to Yang Zuan, he must accept his fate to participate.

Although he has no idea what Shihui is doing, but listening to Yang Zuan should be like a game, otherwise, why should he get the first name back?

Its useless to think too much. Ill know when I go today. If its just simpler than poems, its easier. Li Wangyou didn’t believe in this Great Tang period, who could be more powerful than the Tang poems and Song Ci in his head.

I found a snack store for breakfast in the shop with Niu Family brother.

The firewood under the stove in the store is booming, and a shirtless foreigners is banging the sesame seeds, the white air in the steamer is hot, and the freshly baked sesame sesame cakes are golden, crisp and fragrant. Crisp, let Li Wangyou look like an appetite.

“Man, ten steamed biscuits and sesame biscuits each, and three bowls of hot soup.” Li Wangyou greeted the Niu Family brother to sit down, and then greeted the store guy to get food.

These Great Tang steamed buns, steamed buns, rolls, siu mai, and steamed dumplings are all called steamed buns. The only difference is that they have fillings and no fillings and how they look like.

The stuffed steamed buns flowed smoothly as soon as they were bitten, and the large bowl of soft noodle soup made Li Wangyou and the Niu Family brothers hooked.

But this Niu Family brother is big enough and has a bigger appetite. Almost all of the ten steamed cakes and ten sesame cakes were wiped out by two strong wind scattering the last clouds, and it seems that they are not at all. full.

Li Wangyou only made a fortune last night, how could he be stingy with these.

Hurry up to greet my buddy and bring us ten steamed biscuits and ten sesame biscuits each, and two bowls of hot soup. This made the Niu Family brother finally shake off his arms and ate and ate.

He snorted and drank the noodle soup. Niu Wus eyes flashed with satisfying rays of light: Its been a long time since Ive eaten so full, small master, many thanks.

“Where is the word, why did the two brothers say this, do you accompany me on a trip to Chang’an City, protect my safety, and I can make the two brothers hungry.”

Niu Yong did not speak, but thankfully patted Li Wangyou’s shoulder with one arm.

“Two elder brothers, if you have something to ask?”

“Small master has something to say.”

“I see two In Military there is Li, why would I not have enough to eat?” Li Wangyou wanted to ask this when he came out of Dingzhou Village, but he was not embarrassed to speak.

Today everyone got in touch well, and he finally asked his doubts.

Niu Yong remained silent for a while, replied: “There are thirty-seven families in the village with my brother’s death robe Ze family, and nine families with physical disabilities who have lost the ability to earn a living…”

I didn’t finish talking about the words, but Li Wangyou immediately thought about the meaning.

It turns out that this Niu Family brother is not only to support himself, but also to help the families in the village who have died in battle and the disabled and disabled families.

Li Wangyou stood up and respectfully bowed to the Niu Family brothers: “The two brothers are youngster Meng Lang.”

“Where is the small master? It has nothing to do with you.”

“Dare to ask the two elder brothers, are those in the village killed or injured when fighting with Turkic people?”

Niu Wu nodded:” Yes, in Dingzhou Village, sixty people were recruited and they were all set up in a guard to guard the Wild Goose Sect Pass. After the battle with the Turkic people in the eleventh year of Daye, thirty-seven people died, and the other 23 people were physically disabled, nine of them People almost lost their hands and legs, and the remaining 14 people were almost all injured.”

“Damn it! It’s really hateful! I wish I could kill all the Barbarian Race!” Li Wangyou hit the table with a heavy punch , Wanted to vent the suffocation in his heart, but instead smashed his fist so much that he couldn’t help holding his hands and grinning.

This made the Niu Family brothers laugh inexplicably, but they were moved.

Li Family small master, affectionate and true!

Li Wangyou felt aggrieved in his heart. He always felt as heavy as a stone, and didn’t know how to vent it.

The whole village has one hundred and twenty-seven households, and sixty people are sent out, that is sixty households, half of the village households!

More than half of the sixty mansion soldiers were killed in battle, but almost none were in good health.

These former army soldiers resisted the prairie hungry wolves and Turkic people. They were guarding the Chinese nation. But now the Great Tang government has almost completely forgotten them. How hateful!

He remembered the song “Jing Loyalty and Serve the Country” from later generations and couldn’t help but pat the table to the beat, and roar up and sing:

Country to the north

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The dragon rolls up and the horse grows hissword energy like frost

The heart is like the Yellow River and the water is boundless

20 years, who can compete in the vertical and horizontal directions

The madness of the sword is going

How many hands, feet and loyal souls are buried in the country

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He yelled over again, only feeling comfortable, and feeling suffocated in his heart Qu Du released with the singing. But Niu Wu, Niu Yong, stood on the spot as if was struck by lightning.

“Hate and madness, where the sword is directed, how many hands and feet are loyal to the country…” Niu Yong murmured, tears in his eyes could not restrain his fall.

Niu Wu even uttered a wild beast-like roar: “Brother, I hate it!”

Many people around the snack bar were yelled at by Li Wangyou It’s sluggish, and everyone is unheard-of in such a weird-tuned song. But the lyrics are so passionate, heroism reaching to the clouds, and everyone is enthusiastic.

“Okay! What a dignified Great Tang, let the four parties come to congratulate!” Suddenly someone clapped his hands and applauded.

The original lyrics were “dignified China wants to let the four parties come to congratulate”, but Li Wangyou was clever and changed it to Great Tang.

Li Wangyou looked at it, but he was an unfamiliar man in Chinese clothes, about 30 years old.

“Small master, does this song have a name?”

“”Retribution to the Country”


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