Chapter 1369: Love at the Chang'an Border

When those who were qualified to enter the single room took their seats, the southwestern barbarian prisoners outside set off in groups.

They already know that points don't really matter. What matters most is whether Dongzhu Li returns home.

All the family members they could find had arrived, and those who had not yet arrived were taken away by others. While waiting, the family members worked hard.

"Brother Yi, is this southwestern barbarian prisoner trustworthy?" Li Longji put down his dinner plate and asked Li Yi after hearing Song De's report.

"An official was demoted and went to Lingnan, Jiuling's home, and when he was waiting to return to the capital, another friend saw him and his singer.

So I wrote a poem, which is: I often envy the jade man in the world, and the heaven should beg for the sweet lady... I wonder whether it is good for Lingnan, but I said, this place of peace is my hometown. "

The key to Li Yi's retelling of Su Shi's "Ding Feng Bo" lies in the last sentence, "My hometown is where I feel at ease."

Li Yi once thought that the Tang Dynasty could not accept lyrics and music, but it turned out that the literati of the Tang Dynasty could accept everything.

When I think about Li Bai again, Li Bai's poems are not all written in modern style. He also has long and short sentences.

This is just like the people at that time. Listening to songs and reading poems, whether they are good or not, does not care about the fixed rhythm and rhythm.

People’s appreciation of beauty actually has something in common, including the use of jasmine melody in Western operas.

"After returning from thousands of miles away, my face has become less beautiful, and I smile. When I smile, I still smell the fragrance of plum blossoms. Li Lang, so beautiful!" Princess Yongmu was fascinated.

"Yes, the person I copied this poem is really good at."

Li Yi admitted that he was not as good as Su Shi in terms of literature, although he had studied hard.

I can only imitate, imitate everyone's style, but not obsessed with it.

It’s not that I can’t write fascinating things, it’s that once I write, I reveal my inner feelings, and I don’t want to show my inner feelings to others.

So don’t think that you have been studying literature since you were a child, but you will never reach the peak.

I am not confident enough, no matter in medical skills, literature, music, food, business, etc., I am always in a state of fear.

I have always been unable to achieve the highest status, so I feel inferior.

"Li Lang, you always say you copy, but what about those who don't copy? I believe you."

Princess Yongmu didn't want to hear Li Yi copy any good poems he wrote, so she was always modest.

Li Yi picked up the wine glass, raised his head and drank the 22-63% liquor. He looked at Princess Yongmu and said, "It doesn't matter whether I copy or not. If I have the ability to copy, I have the ability to write it myself."

Li Yi became bold and decided to change himself.

The education that poets in history received was something I also received, and the amount of information in my own time and space was huge!

What's more, I can check it at any time. There is a system. The system... Oh, the system is very good. I wonder if it can eat?

System: "..." Touching...

"Yeah!" Princess Yongmu happily picked up the eggplant box she ordered.

She felt like she was living in a dream after seeing Li Yi. No, she didn't even dare to dream.

"Brother Yi is really good at governing the border people."

Li Longji didn't care about the love between his children, but he was most troubled by the governance of other tribes.

There is surrender today, but there will be rebellion tomorrow. If you don't use it, the border will be defective; if you use it, the border will be unstable.

"What the people want is stability. Just like the rules of a pack of wolves, the strong one is the king." Li Yi has done some research on this.

Whoever is strong will be followed by most people.

But after all, some people are not, and this is called the backbone.

The most beautiful people are actually those who go against the grain. Those who try their best to return home when the motherland is in a poor and backward stage are role models.

When the motherland develops, people who looked down upon the motherland before will come back and their treatment will be different. It's just about business and money.

Li Yi will not accuse, but his attitude is definitely different, especially now.

As Li Yi spoke, he gave Princess Yongmu a piece of Laba garlic, which was already pickled.

Laba garlic can be pickled at any time with vinegar and garlic.

Why is it good during the twelfth lunar month? That refers specifically to the north.

The temperature in the north is low. Use vinegar to pickle Laba garlic in low temperature environment, which has less bacterial flora and is harmful.

Princess Yongmu turned to look at Xiaolan and then at Li Yi.

Li Yi picked up another clove of garlic and put it on Xiaolan's plate. When Xiaolan saw the garlic, she lowered her head and a tear fell into the bowl. She quickly picked it up with chopsticks and ate it.

She was already content enough to be able to sit in this single room and eat.

"Don't eat too much. After eating, let's go clear the snow, mainly make a snowman."

Li Yi told Princess Yongmu that there would be an event soon.

He asked people to prepare carrots, bamboo brooms, etc.

In his memory, when he was a child, snowmen were always being built in the north.

Later, everyone was trying to make a living, or survive, and parents no longer had time to take their children to build snowmen.

There were not many people in the Tang Dynasty who were willing to build snowmen, so it was meaningless.

Li Yi wanted to pile them up and show them to the children.

The children who should stay home are now living in Lijiazhuangzi.

It is the child that Princess Yongmu wants to teach. Parents can rest assured that they will send their children over after they leave.

"Li Lang, can the soldiers at the border get the eggplant boxes now?" Princess Yongmu suddenly thought of the soldiers of the Tang Dynasty in Tubo.

"No, I definitely won't be able to eat it. It's too late this year. When giving food, give it to those who need it most."

Li Yi waved his hand, he knew the situation over there.

As long as the soldiers can maintain a balanced nutrition, protein, vitamins, and fat, that's all.

Vitamins are the dried products of many vegetables, such as chopped green onions, dried radish slivers, etc.

In fact, eggplant boxes can be made, and dried eggplant slices have also been sent. There is no shortage of meat in the local area, but there is a shortage of oil.

Let alone the current Datang, even in Li Yi's time, some places still mainly used animal oil.

Don't believe the things like hand shaking, they all use this to make money, not the real local life.

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"The spicy cabbage series that Li Dongzhu mentioned is really delicious." It's still dark in the border area.

Zhang Xiaosong got up early and had breakfast, oil cakes and wild vegetable soup made in a pressure cooker.

The side dish is naturally spicy cabbage, the kind with chili oil and chili powder.

Spicy cabbage is actually fermented vegetables. UU reading www.uukanshｕ.net The unfermented ones are called mixed vegetables.

"This year's New Year, canned food will be delivered one after another, canned fruits, and vegetables are the greenhouses we grow."

Guo Zhiyun was a little homesick, and his family didn't come with him.

Here he is working and carrying out tasks.

All aspects of the situation must be considered, and the Tibetans who had finally surrendered must not be pushed out again.

"What is it like here in spring?" Qin Li was naturally homesick like everyone else.

He changed the subject, wanting to temporarily forget about the people at home.

"It snows in spring, and there are few warm days in a year. It's not possible to grow Tang rice. It can't be grown."

Qin Libie saw that he had just come here for the first year, and he was very familiar with the situation here.

"What to plant after the spring?" Wang Junkui, a general, was now thinking about agricultural matters. He knew the situation and was anxious.