A scholar of Zhenguan in the Tang Dynasty

"I don't understand it either. It must be disgusting." Li Tai said, "Why don't you send some money to my father, maybe my father will be happy and maybe even agree to your resignation. It’s also pretty tense.”

"Send money?" Gu Qing sneered, "It's a beautiful idea!"

Taking a deep breath of cigarette, Fang Yi said directly, "I will get married next spring."

"My old father is also looking for my wife." Cheng Chumo said, "I'm worried, you can find a way for me, my old man has his eyes on Kong Yingda's granddaughter."

"Hahaha!" Li Tai couldn't help laughing out loud, "You Cheng family boss fell in love with the scholarly family, it's really a bad fate."

"It's true that something is not right." Fang Yizhi also said.

"Don't laugh, think of a way." Cheng Chumo said, "I can't be sorry to Yun'er, how can I get my old man to give up this idea."

"You and that tough woman are still at odds. What do you mean by being sorry?" Gu Qing said, "In my opinion, you should elope with Yun'er."

"That's a good idea!" Cheng Chu nodded silently.

"What a fart!" Li Tai said, smoking a cigarette, "I'm afraid your father brought you back alive with the army of the Weifu."

"Then what should we do!" Cheng Chumo was depressed.

"The granddaughter of the Kong family definitely doesn't like you." Gu Qing said, "Don't worry, this marriage will not work out, you hurry up and cook with your uncooked rice, maybe your old man will change idea."

"By the way!" Cheng Chumo said again, "My old man knew about the glass you sold last time. Do you still have it here?"

"It's gone, it's all sold out." Gu Qing said.

"Hurry up and make some." Cheng Chumo said.

"Why? Rare things are more expensive, and colored glaze is rotten on the street, so it's worthless." Gu Qing said, "Besides, is colored glaze so easy to make?"

Cheng Chumo's face was solemn: "My father has been sharpening his three axes these days."

Gu Qing: "..."

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In the blink of an eye, it was three months, when the vast white fell on the ground, the midwinter season had arrived, Kong Yingda simply lived in the Taoist temple with Sun Simiao these days, it was too troublesome to run between Chang'an Bookstore in heavy snow days, besides, most of the students in the Guozijian In the library.

In the middle of winter, Gu Qing’s Taoist temple has a touch of green. Vegetables have already grown in one place. The villagers are surprised to see these vegetables. Vegetables are really grown in winter.

There are not many vegetables grown. At first, Gu Qing just had the idea of ​​experimenting. Now that they are grown, they can be grown on a large scale in the next year, distributed to the people in the village, and entrusted to send some to the uncles and princes in Chang'an City.

At the court meeting a few days later, Li Er distributed some of the vegetables left over from the palace to the ministers of the state. Vegetables are rare in winter, and when he was about to accept Xie En from the ministers, he saw Cheng Yaojin holding a shriveled and yellowed Cai looked disgusted.

After returning to Ganlu Palace and passing Wang Qin's report, Li Er finally understood, "Is this kid the only one who forgot me after giving away so many princes? He has fresh vegetables, no wonder Cheng Yaojin looks disgusted!"

Empress Changsun came here with a smile, "Your Majesty, Qing Que has brought a lot of fresh dishes. It is said that Gu Qing sent them, but they are really fresh."

"Did Gu Qing give it to Qingque or to me?" Li Er asked with a bad expression.

Empress Changsun understood Li Er's words and smiled wryly, "It's for His Majesty and Qingque, right? This kid is really so vague about what he's giving."

"Is that why I won't let him be seen?" Li Er's face was black, he really wanted to arrest Gu Qing, dig out all the contents of this kid's stomach, chop it up and eat it!How come I get angry when I think of that kid's thief-like face!

Chengfu

When Cheng Yaojin returned home, he looked at the row of colored glazes in front of him, all of which were crystal clear, and felt relieved, "This kid is really getting more and more cunning, and the workmanship he sold that day was better than these."

Cheng Chumo handed over a wine glass, "Father, this wine glass looks strange, Gu Qing said that it is a goblet, and also said that the grape wine luminous glass is quite artistic, and this kid also said that drinking grapes in this wine glass will be more flavorful. "

"It's really made from grapes." Cheng Yaojin said leisurely, "Of course it's my Cheng family spirits."

"Father, how is the marriage between Mr. Kong Yingda and us?" Cheng Chumo looked at his father happily and said, "I think Kong Yingda's granddaughter doesn't like children, so let's just forget about it."

"Forget it!" Cheng Yaojin said in a loud voice, "Things take a long time, maybe Kong Yingda's granddaughter has taken a fancy to you? Why are you so worthless! Belittle yourself!"

"Father, that's not how to belittle yourself." Cheng Chumo said.

Chapter 130 Yan Liben ([-])

It seems that my father at home will not easily agree to dissolve this marriage. Cheng Chumo walked down the street, unknowingly walked to the small restaurant, saw Yun'er was busy walking into it, "Yun'er, let me help you You do the dishes."

Yun'er pushed Cheng Chumo away, "Go and chop up the firewood in the backyard and clean the floor! Clean up the tables where the guests sit."

"Okay!" Cheng Chumo said, "Let me wash the dishes too."

"Stay away from the bowls!" Yun'er shouted nervously, "There are not many bowls to drop for you, you are doing too much, chop wood for me."

"Okay!" Cheng Chu laughed silently and walked towards the backyard.

On the other side of Chang'an, Changsun Wuji looked at the Liuli brush in front of him, and thought of Changsun Chong who was far away at Yumen Pass. His heart was so heavy that Changsun Chong didn't even have a letter from his family. He said to the servants around him, "Send someone to investigate, then What happened to the kid at Yumen Pass?"

"Yes!" the villain replied.

Looking at the snow-white vast land in front of him, Changsun Wuji still cared about Changsun Chong. No matter what, this kid is his own son. Thinking of what this kid did, Changsun Wuji coughed hard. Every day is not as good as one day.

On this day, the Taoist temple was as quiet as ever, and the village women passing by outside the Taoist temple were talking about the new county magistrate, "I heard that the current emperor is taking a bath with our county magistrate, it's amazing!"

Woman A said, "It's not bad, I also heard that those who deal with the county are some princes and princes."

"It's a pity! There is still no child." Woman B said.

"It's a pity, what a good young man. It is said that they are 16 years old and have been married for more than a year, but they still have no children. I don't know why they don't accept a concubine."

The women respected the Taoist temple very much, but they began to worry about Gu Qing's life-long events in their hearts.

The young supervisor Yan Liben came here, looking at this novel building, he felt strange, he had never seen such a strange house before, and said to the porter, "I am Yan Liben, and I am here to see the son of Pushan County at the order of Your Majesty. .”

The servant hurriedly went to report, and came back after a while, "The head of the family is not feeling well now, so I don't see any guests."

"He didn't see me!" Yan Liben was surprised.

"Patriarch is unwell." The servant repeated.

It is said that Gu Qing is desperate for money, Yan Liben smiled and offered a few pennies, "Please report it again."

The servant came out after a while and said: "The master is in a bad mood, and he still doesn't see any guests."

"You!" The corner of Yan Liben's mouth twitched, feeling that he didn't have much money all over his body, and he was also living in poverty and relying on the monthly salary of the court.

"Please go slowly." The servant said with a smile.

"You're still laughing! What's so funny!" Yan Liben said.

"The owner of the house said to show people with a smile, and don't stretch out his hand to hit the smiling face." He said, "Fan Jian, the villain, please walk slowly, and bow your head while walking on a slippery snowy road."

At home, Gu Qing's cold had mostly recovered, and he was lying on a recliner in a daze. The recliner was covered with a thick and unknown animal skin, which was very warm, and he didn't want to move. "