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In the summer of the 21st century, it is not difficult to drink ice water.

Basically, you can find ice-cold drinks at any convenience store on the street.

But in the current ancient Song Dynasty, it is not easy to drink a bowl of iced sour plum soup in summer.

I don't know if this old man has an ice cellar in his home, or does he use saltpeter to make ice?

The heat-absorbing function of saltpeter was discovered in the late Tang Dynasty. When dissolved in water, it will absorb a lot of heat, reducing the water temperature and even freezing it.

Therefore, since then, making ice with saltpeter has gradually become a way of making ice in ancient China.

Now that hundreds of years have passed, the technology of making ice with saltpeter has reached a very mature level and has spread to the common people.

But sometimes saltpeter is not easy to find, so some ordinary people use thenardite—the kind scraped from Laoba Restaurant.

Of course.

Right now, this shop is neither big nor small.

Even if saltpeter is used to make ice, the source of the material is obviously not so dirty.

at the same time.

Touching the icy air on the rim of the bowl, Xu Yun's mind suddenly moved inexplicably.

It was as if something lightly flashed past his mind, and he wanted to grab it but couldn't.

Before he had time to think about it, he was interrupted by Yong Zhu's loud voice beside him.

"It's so fucking cool!"

I saw Yong Zhu and the others drank less than half of the sour plum soup in their respective bowls, wiped the corners of their mouths carelessly, and let out a breath of heat.

I don't know if it's because of the icy air that passed through the heart door, a servant couldn't help but sighed softly, and complained:

"Hey, the weather is getting hotter and hotter now."

Hearing this, Yongzhu raised his eyelids to look at him, and said with a sneer:

"Now? It's okay now. After ten months, you won't be able to sleep well at night! Let's just live with it, and you'll be fine after two months."

I don't know if the word "boil" touched a sensitive part of everyone's heart, and the atmosphere at the scene immediately became visibly depressed.

Another servant with a blue birthmark on his face was silent for a moment, then suddenly said:

"Brother Yongzhu, I heard that the master only plans to return a few people to Jingkou this time?"

Yong Zhu nodded, picked up the pottery bowl and took another sip:

"This time, the master will bring more than ten people back to Jingkou, and the rest will stay in Bianjing with the fourth master. According to the current age of the master, I am afraid that there will not be many contacts in the future."

The servant with the blue birthmark asked again:

"Brother Yongzhu, are you going to follow the master or not?"

Yongzhu lowered his brows a little, and sighed:

"Compared to my master, my fourth master, if my parents weren't old, I would definitely follow my master back to Jingkou."

After he finished speaking, he glanced at Xu Yun, wondering if it was a good impression brought by the treat, the man said a few more words:

"Wang Mazi, you've been walking around the old man's place these few days.

The master is a true and kind person, you are helpless now, if you can follow the master back to Jingkou, at least you will be settled in the future, and it will be a good thing to leave this sad place.

In the future, if I rent a few acres of Susukida and ask for a wife, I will live in peace for the rest of my life. "

Xu Yun: "."

I understand the truth, but what the hell is the place of sadness?

But having said that, Yong Zhu's words revealed a lot of information:

It is clear.

Lao Su is already preparing to return to Jingkou.

In history, Lao Su was indeed the one who returned to Jingkou in summer, but the history books did not record the specific time, and the whole text only had the words "it is Nianxia".

According to Yong Zhu's words.

If there are no accidents, Lao Su may officially set off within one to two weeks.

This is undoubtedly very important information. As mentioned earlier, no matter from which point of view, Lao Su must stay in Bianjing.

If there are really no chances in the next few days, Xu Yun has to consider making some big news.

Afterwards, the four chatted briefly, and then Xu Yun settled the fee and continued to set off.

The layout of Bianjing City is very similar to today's Junyi, and there are basically no changes:

The dark and thick Royal Street goes straight into the flower heart of Zhuquemen. After entering Zhuquemen, turn right and you will find Nanmen Street and Daxiangguo Temple.

Well, it was here that Grandma Liu pulled up the weeping willows.

This area is also the most prosperous part of the entire Bianjing area. It is actually fine during the day, but when the night gets dark, various painted boats will float on the Bianhe River to greet benefactors.

Passing through this area, Xu Yun and others walked a long way.

Finally, they came to a compound with the name "Li Mansion" hanging on it.

This compound is newer than Lao Su's. The red paint on the gate looks like it has just been painted, and there are two stone lions on both sides of the gate.

The Song Dynasty was a period of rapid development of stone lions. In addition to squatting and lying lions, the special part of hair was also formed.

this period.

The number of hair of the stone lions placed in the emperor's palace is 13, 12 for first-rank officials, 11 for second-rank officials, and reduced in order according to official positions, and six for officials of seventh rank.

It is not allowed to use 鬏 in front of other people's houses. This method is also an important feature to distinguish official and folk lions.

Li Gefei's current official position is the fifth rank, so the stone lion in front of his house has eight tufts of curly hair.

Then, led by Yong Zhu, the four walked to the side door and knocked on the knocker.

After a while.

Click——

A baffle on the upper half of the side door was removed, revealing a pair of eyes:

"Who is it?"

Yongzhu coughed lightly, motioned Xu Yun to take out the card, and said:

"We are the young master of the crown prince. His Majesty gave Zhaojun Gong's family a horse to go. My master and the servant made an appointment to borrow books today, so he sent me to come here to deliver the documents. I also ask the elder to report."

Xu Yun on the side tacitly stuffed the greeting card through the gap.

The concierge received the greeting card, looked at the appearance, and couldn't help but speak politely:

"It turns out that I am a member of Mr. Su's family, little old Qin Lian, you can call me Uncle Qin, please wait a moment, the little old will go to report to the old man."

Then the doorman surnamed Qin closed the shutter again and went to find his master.

After a quarter of an hour or so.

crunch——

The side door was opened from it.

A fine-looking man in charge came out and looked everyone up and down:

"Several, I'm Bo Ligu, Master of the Li Mansion, please come with me."

Xu Yun and the others looked at each other and obediently followed.

After entering the mansion.

Under the guidance of the steward, the group passed through several courtyard walls, and finally stopped in front of a book pavilion.

The Book Pavilion is two floors high, and there is a faint scent of sandalwood.

It can be seen that people should often go in and out of this attic, burning incense and reading papers.

At the entrance of the attic, there are several large sealed boxes, surrounded by three or four guards who are in charge of guarding them. It must be the books that need to be handed over this time.

Guan took Xu Yun and the others to the center of the courtyard in advance, then walked to the door of a hut on the left, and said respectfully:

"Miss, the book fetcher sent by Master Su has arrived."

After a while.

crunch——

There was another opening of the door, and out of the cabin came a woman—or a girl.

The girl is not tall, and her figure is thin and thin. She looks like a small bean sprout, but her appearance is not low.

The face is condensed with goose fat, the lips are like cherry blossoms, the eyebrows are like ink paintings, and the look is like autumn water, which is indescribably soft and delicate.

The emerald green skirt looks extraordinarily dazzling and fresh in this courtyard.

Seeing Yi Ren, two words suddenly appeared in Xu Yun's mind:

The rain hits the blue lotus, and the mist thins the lonely mountain.

Think about it too.

How can a woman who can write a sentence like "Naturally the best among flowers" have such a low appearance?

Of course.

Although this girl is gentle and dignified, in fact, this little bean sprout has a bold and unrestrained temperament.

He played mahjong, gambled, and drank too much. He once gambled 600 kan in one night and ended up with nothing. He looked like Tsunade just debuted in Hokage.

For example, "Like a Dream Order" that everyone is familiar with:

I often remember the sunset of the brook pavilion,

Intoxicated with no way back,

Back to the boat at the end of the day,

strayed into the depths of the lotus flower,

fight over, fight over,

Startled a pool of gulls.

Looks poetic, doesn't it?

In fact, the meaning of this word refers to the fact that the girl is so drunk that she can't even find her way home.

Incidentally.

This poem has just come out not long ago, which is the first work of the sixteen-year-old.

That's right.

This is Li Qingzhao.

The most talented girl in the ages, the first rich girl in the Song Dynasty, who loves to drink but has a very low capacity for alcohol.

Lay Yi An.

After walking out of the room, Xiao Li walked down the steps step by step.

After arriving in front of Xu Yun and the others, he glanced at them and asked:

"Where is Mr. Su's borrowing documents?"

Seeing this, Xu Yun took the initiative to take a step forward, and bowed to her:

"Returning to miss, the document is on the villain's body, but please let me check the bibliography first, and submit the document after it is correct."

Xiao Li glanced at him in surprise, and his tone was even a bit heavier:

"The book Mr. Su borrowed this time has a lot of strange characters, can you recognize them?"

"I know it myself."

Xiao Li couldn't help but glanced at him again.

In fact, it is not difficult to see from the original sentence "If you know whether you know it or not, it should be green, fat, red and thin", Xiao Li is a very down-to-earth and serious girl.

This can also be seen from the fact that Zhao Mingcheng ran away, she wrote a book to satirize her, and she reported Zhang Ruzhou.

Among the books that Lao Su borrowed from Lao Li this time, there are several local anthologies unique to Huangzhou. The titles are so complicated that even Xiao Li had to consult the information at the beginning to understand.

Therefore, when he suddenly heard Xu Yun's "speaking out loud", Xiao Li's stubborn temper also came up.

But the girl didn't change much on the surface, she just nodded in a normal way:

"Yes, let's check the bibliography first."

Afterwards, several people walked to the box, Manager Li opened the box, and ordered the servants in the courtyard to spread a cloth on the ground, and then retreated behind everyone.

Seeing this, Xu Yun looked at Xiao Li, and after getting Xiao Li's approval, he stepped forward to check the title of the book.

""Send Huangzhou Lintong Judgment Sequence"."

""The Twelve Volumes of Yin Ke's Strange Records"."

""Mr. Qingliu's Story of the Female House"."

""Bai Wu Zhi Wu"."

""On the Miscellaneous Order of Things"."

The handover between the Tang Dynasty and the Song Dynasty was actually not smooth, and there was a chaotic era of the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms in the middle.

The Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms said that it was not long, and it was not short. It is easy to say that it has been more than 60 years.

Among them, Huangzhou happened to be in the turbulent place of Houliang, so during this period, Huangzhou's culture and fonts experienced many relative changes.

Although this kind of alienated writing gradually returned to normal after the Song Dynasty.

But just like the existence of dialects in various parts of the mainland in later generations, alienated characters and languages ​​cannot be completely eliminated at once.

Li Gefei was influenced by Su Shi during his tenure in Huangzhou, and collected a large number of books and periodicals with Huangzhou characteristics, about 20% of which are different from the current official culture of the Song Dynasty.

Some are typefaces, and some are combined word meanings.

And when Lao Li was writing letters with Lao Su, it was obviously impossible to directly copy the original name of the book.

Therefore, the content of the letter was actually simplified. Old Su knew that the names were complicated, but he didn't know that it was so complicated, otherwise he might have come to the door by himself.

So Xiao Li's thought at the beginning was really not being arrogant, but really thinking that Xu Yun was boasting—this girl is a thief, so she hoped to make fun of Xu Yun after she lost face.

In the end, I didn't expect that this seemingly innocent servant of the Su family could pronounce the title of the book smoothly?

Has the cultural level of the Su Mansion reached such a high level these days?

In a quarter of an hour.

Xu Yun wiped the sweat off his forehead, and walked up to Xiao Li with a book:

"Miss, this book seems to be different from what is listed in the title, please have a look."

Xiao Li took the title and booklet and glanced at them.

It was found that, as Xu Yun said, the title was "Partial Records of Nine Cities and Eight Counties of Huangzhou", and the book in Xu Yun's hand was "Partial History of Nine Cities and Eight Counties of Huangzhou".

Although they are all partial books, most of the annals are written by officials, so it is not necessarily the case.

It may be an official, or a hermit, or even some landowners.

Therefore, the content recorded by the two may also be completely different, and it is indeed a mistake.

Facing the facts in front of him, Xiao Li first recruited Li Guanshi to ask him to exchange books, and then asked Xu Yun:

"May I have your name?"

"Wang Lin."

"Can you write lyrics?"

"Won't."

"What about poetry?"

"No."

"What about writing?"

"Not anymore."

"Then what will you do?"

"Carrying water and chopping firewood, and fetching books."

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Xiao Li would not believe everything Xu Yun said, but seeing the obvious refusal in the other party's words, he shook his head regretfully:

"I don't know how to write words, and I don't know how to write poetry. Knowing so many characters, isn't it a waste of talent?"

Xu Yun smiled and didn't argue with the girl.

Right now, this talented woman is still in her boudoir, neither her life experience nor her character has reached the real maturity stage.

Perhaps after the Jingkang Incident, Xiao Li will have a new answer to his own question.

In short, for Xu Yun, being able to see Xiao Li's true self is considered to have achieved his goal.

Maybe in the future, there will be no intersection between the two of them.

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