More than half a month has passed since Li Yuanjia's funeral, and the funeral that caused a sensation in Chang'an City has finally become the talk of countless people after dinner. Respect is certain, but it will indeed become a story, and then it will be passed down from generation to generation. A villain, or he said it in an admiring tone during the chat, saying that he would eventually become a person like Prince Li Yuanjia.

Then time passed, until two or three generations later, when the new generation of young people heard it, maybe they no longer respected it, but instead turned to arguments like he is stupid.

And the value of learning from Prince Li Yuanjia and taking Prince Li Yuanjia as an example that may have been very popular in the past has gradually been ignored, and may only appear in certain literary works.

And these are the tears of the times.

The only lesson humans learn from history is that humans never learn.

Later generations mourned it, and later generations mourned it without learning from it, which also made future generations mourn future generations again.

Li Ke is sitting on the street of the Evernight City of Tang Dynasty. He will leave for Qinghai tomorrow. After all, winter is not suitable for traveling. But this time, not only Li Ke, but also Li Yan will go to Qinghai.

It is impossible for Li Ke to let Li Yan go back to Chang'an on horseback like before. This time, it will definitely not be the same as before, so the road must be very slow.

And before he left, Li Ke deliberately came to the Nightless City of Tang Dynasty to have a drink of tea and take a look.

He was wearing plain clothes, although they were not made of linen, but they were also the most common silk clothes. Now the price of cloth in Tang Dynasty was stable and falling, and the income of the people in Chang'an City was constantly increasing. Clothes made of silk.

So the clothes are not conspicuous at all.

Although Li Ke had short hair, he couldn't tell if he was wearing a fake hair crown today, so as long as it wasn't the top group of people in Datang, no one would recognize Li Ke.

After all, this era is not like the later generations, where the information explosion is flying all over the sky.

It's also thanks to the fact that Li Ke didn't spread the sketch of his face, otherwise, how could he drink tea leisurely like this now.

He just wanted to see the lives of these people, although he also knew that the sacrifice of a prince would not affect the lives of ordinary people, let alone a prince, even if the emperor passed away, ordinary people still had to live their lives.

It doesn't have much to do with them, life always goes on, doesn't it?

Only Li Ke decides that he is not the same as before, at least he may not be as relaxed as before, at least his mood is not as relaxed as before.

But now, Li Ke's mood is not sad, if people look forward.

Even if he died, except for his closest relatives, Li Ke didn't expect others to mourn for him for long.

So Li Ke is in a relaxed mood now.

While he was drinking tea, two scribes came next to him and sat down. After ordering a pot of tea with the boss, they drank while watching the scenery on the street.

"Goro, what's the plan for today?" After drinking for a while, the person on the left asked.

"What arrangement? What arrangement do you want?" Another scribe who was slightly chunkier asked with a smile.

"Hey, of course I'm asking whether you want to recite poems to make right, or to travel around the mountains and rivers." The scribe on the left laughed twice and asked at the beginning of the question.

Hearing this sentence, Li Ke, who was sitting next to him, couldn't help but paused for a while, this...won't it?It shouldn't be what he guessed. Although he understood it in seconds, but...impossible, how could other people have this habit.

"What kind of mountain is this mountain, and what kind of water is this water?" The chubby scribe paused for a while, and asked without holding back.

"Hey, you are boring, do you need me to say that?"

"Listen to me, this mountain: two peach blossoms stand on the top of the mountain, and you sit and watch the group fingering the mountain show. The milky chanting softly sings to the sky, and the peaks and ridges are different in size." The scribe on the left opened his mouth and there was a poem.

"Needless to say about this water: the legs and feet are as white as jade, and there are many diseases in the forest. The clear spring on the stream cherishes the trickle, when will the water overflow to the fingertips?"

Looking at the scribe who shook his head, Li Ke fell silent.

He couldn't help but fell into deep thought, no, who is the source of this habit?Wouldn't their husband be pissed off?

What a tour.

Your husband tried his best to let you learn cultural knowledge, and in the end you used it to do this?

I want to severely criticize this behavior.

"Hey, brother, do you have a good place to go?" The short and fat scribe laughed a few times, understood in an instant, and said directly.

"It goes without saying that you must go to Yihongyuan. Who doesn't know that Yihongyuan has the best business? Although the price is a bit more expensive, some brothels can't match the price of Yihongyuan, but considering the price they paid The venue fee, clothing fee, and performance fee for the little lady are reasonable." The scribe on the left nodded.

"Then I don't know which theme the elder brother is going to want?" The short and fat scribe asked, rolling his eyes.

"How can I say this? This is personal privacy. Haven't you seen that the Yihong Courtyard is well hidden? Or tell me which theme you are going to go to?"

"Hey, forget it, let's go together, just make an appointment to come out together tomorrow." The chunky scribe thought for a while and nodded decisively.

"No problem, but it shouldn't be a problem if you don't go back tonight, right? Your wife's pass?" When the scribe on the left mentioned his wife's son, his tone was somewhat weird.

"Hey, don't worry, although her family's status is indeed higher than mine, what's the matter? I don't want to take a concubine." The chunky scribe said straightforwardly.

"Okay then, let's go." The scribe on the left stood up straight away.

"Go now?" The chunky scribe was taken aback for a moment.

"Of course, otherwise, the night must be fully booked. As for whether you can stick to tomorrow, it's up to you, Goro." The scribe on the left said bluntly.

"It makes sense, let's go."

The two stood up and drank the tea in the teacup in one gulp.

Li Ke: "..."

He really wanted to say something to that chunky scribe, you buddy, I'm afraid it's not about brothers.

But of course he can't interfere with the business of Yihongyuan... It can only be said that the owner of Yihongyuan can play.

What?The owner of Yihong Courtyard gave me a copy?Forget it, Li Ke decided that he would donate members of the Yihong Academy, and he somewhat regretted it. If I let other people know that this idea came from me in the future, it would be so embarrassing. Why did I lose my mind at the time? Woolen cloth?

Fortunately, this news was only known in a small area, and it was Li Ke himself who said it, but the owner of the Yihong Courtyard was sensible enough to tell the news from the beginning to the end.

After slipping away, Li Ke stood up, settled the bill with the boss, and left here.

Facts have proved that the operation of Datang Everbright City is getting better and better. My method, Li Ke, is really clever, otherwise these people would not be so flocking to it.

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