Famous and beautiful Tang Dynasty

After saying hello to his parents, Lin Ran took the trap and the slingshot and set off on the road.

With what happened yesterday, Lin Zhengtai and Sun's felt relieved about Lin Ran a lot.

Instructing Lin Ran not to enter the depths of the back mountain, Lin Ran happily nodded in agreement.

Lin Ran arranged the trap, sprinkled a handful of rice inside, and then quietly hid it.

It is said that the early bird gets the worm, but it seems that not only the worm, but also the early bird sometimes has rice!

These few beautiful pheasants rushed towards the position of the trap, flapping their wings.

Lin Ran had quick hands and quick eyes, and quickly knocked out a few of them with a slingshot, and the last one was caught tightly by the trap.

Worried that if the girl demanded too much, Lin Ran decided to hunt again.

Hunting in this position is definitely not possible anymore.

The pheasant in the distance just saw that this is a trap. Don't think that these creatures are fools. In fact, they also have their own intelligence and emotional intelligence.

Lin Ran walked around for about three miles and chose an excellent location. After setting everything up, Lin Ran leisurely enjoyed the morning in the mountains.

At this time, the sun had just been dragged out of the sea by the waves.

The golden sunlight shines on the branches that are beginning to turn green, which is really beautiful.

The sound of "flashing, flapping" came from a distance, and another group of pheasants looking for food appeared.

Lin Ran repeated the same trick, and soon there were seven or eight pheasants with beautiful feathers under his feet (roosters all have colorful feathers, but hens are different).

Lin Ran put them one by one into the bamboo basket behind him, happily put away the traps, and headed towards home.

"Brother Shicheng, have you put up with yesterday's bad breath?"

A boy less than ten years old said to Zhang Shicheng on the way to school.

"If you don't avenge this revenge, you swear you won't be a human being." Zhang Shicheng said viciously.

"But the kid in Linjiacun really has a way. There is a bright moonlight in front of the bed, which is suspected to be frost on the ground. He looks up at the bright moon and looks down at his hometown. I don't know where this kid copied it. Even the county magistrates have taken a fancy to him." .”

Chapter 7 One section after another, thousands of branches save thousands of leaves

"I don't feel the dawn of the song Spring Sleep, I hear birds singing everywhere, how much do you know about the sound of wind and rain at night, how much do you know about flowers falling? I think it's better, think about it, how much do you know about flowers falling with the sound of wind and rain at night? What a mood? But it's a pity It was he who actually rejected the county magistrate's invitation yesterday, saying that he had an agreement with someone today, but you didn't see that the county magistrate's face turned black at that time."

"That's right, that's right! It's so artistic!"

Several teenagers kept nodding their heads in agreement.

"There's an artistic conception of fart! Whoever mentions him in front of Lao Tzu in the future, don't blame Lao Tzu for turning his face and denying others."

Zhang Shicheng ruthlessly left a harsh word, and strode away.

"Princess, those two poems they said just now are so amazing!"

"Cui Zhu, how many times have I told you, don't call me a princess when you're out of the palace."

Princess Changle said displeasedly, but she was shocked deep in her heart.

The poems just passed from the mouths of those young men are definitely Mahayana works.

Why I haven't heard of it, there is only one possibility, these two poems are new.

Listening to the words of several young people, it seems to come from the mouth of a young man from the Lin family village.

"Cuizhu, that young man from yesterday also came from the Lin Family Village, right?"

"Yes, Your Highness. He said that he was going to school today, so he asked us to visit Lin Family Village in person. Could it be that he rejected the county magistrate's invitation because of this? Your Highness, this young man is really a trustworthy person. "

"Cui Zhu, it's still not certain that the son made the poems."

Princess Changle's heart was pounding, could it be that this young man is that young man?

Princess Changle not only shook her head for her own thoughts.

How could such a poem be written at such a young age?

"Your Highness, the young man carrying the bamboo basket in front seems to be the young man from yesterday."

The servant driving the carriage said softly to Princess Changle in the carriage.

"Cui Zhu, open the curtains and have a look."

The green bamboo lifted the curtains according to the words, and the young man strode forward with a bamboo basket on his back. Inside the bamboo basket were a few pheasants with brightly colored feathers.

"Your Highness, it is really that young man, and looking at his bamboo basket, he has prepared a lot of feathers for His Highness."

Cuizhu said happily.

"Boss Huang, stop in front of the boy later."

Nuo ~ Your Highness. "

Lin Ran suddenly noticed a carriage passing in front of him and stopped.

Cuizhu carefully walked down from the carriage.

"Young master, we meet again. Judging by his appearance, it must be the feather that was captured for us just now."

"Girl speaks too hard, a gentleman is worth a thousand dollars, otherwise how can he stand in the world? The boy just fulfilled his promise to the girl, otherwise the boy would report to the county school yesterday."

"Could it be that you don't wake up when you sleep in spring, you hear birds singing everywhere, the sound of wind and rain at night, and the poems about how many flowers fall are written by you?"

"The girl's news is really very well-informed, but I just got it by accident yesterday, which made the girl laugh."

The more Princess Changle heard in the carriage, the more startled she became. This young man who was about the same age as her own had such talent and learning. The emperor always lamented that the cultural foundation of the Tang Dynasty was controlled by the aristocratic family, which made the emperor helpless.

But in this small mountain village not far from Chang'an, there is such a strange man hidden, which is not known to the world. Princess Changle is full of surprises in her heart, and she is in a daze in the carriage for a while.

It can be said that the father is thirsty for talents now, and if the family's monopoly on literati is not eliminated, the father will not be able to truly control the government.

As the princess of the father, Changle is of course obliged to win over young talents for the father.

"Cough~cough"

Princess Changle coughed in a low voice from inside the carriage.

Cuizhu immediately came to her senses when she remembered Her Royal Highness's explanation.Turned to speak. "The young master is a man of great talent. I wonder if I can write a poem for the little girl? The name of the little girl has the word Cuizhu in it." Of course, these were specially instructed by Princess Changle when they were in the carriage just now.

Lin Ran suddenly came to his senses when he heard the words, he was here to ask for poetry, he was clearly here to check whether he had real talents and learning, and he made it clear that he was a pathfinder.

The real s still hasn't shown up in the carriage.

Isn't it just a poem about bamboo?There are a lot of baskets in my mind.

"Girl listen carefully!"

The poems of Zheng Xie, a poet of the Qing Dynasty came to his mind, and Lin Ran blurted out, "One section after another, thousands of branches gather thousands of leaves. I will not bloom, and I will not tease bees and butterflies."

"One section after another, thousands of branches accumulate thousands of leaves. I will not bloom, so as not to tease bees and butterflies."

After sitting in the carriage and whispering softly, Princess Changle was beyond shocked.

"My lord, you really have a great talent. Cui Zhu thanked you for your poem today, and I will definitely treat you as an innocent person."

Cuizhu has been with Princess Changle all year round, so she naturally learned a lot of knowledge, and she has a little knowledge of poetry and poetry.So he vaguely understood the meaning of Lin Ran's poems.

"Miss, you're welcome, can you trade feathers with the boy now. The boy is still in a hurry to go to the school in Wannian County today."

"It's a long way to go to Wannian County. If you don't mind my son, you can go in a carriage. The girl from Japan is also going to Wannian County today."

Princess Changle's voice came from the carriage.

"The boy doesn't know how to thank the girl, how about today's feathers as a reward."

"My lord is at a disadvantage. So many feathers cost a lot of copper coins."

"In your eyes, it may be worth a lot of copper coins, but to the boy, it's just an hour's work, which is far from the favor of a girl in a carriage."

"So let the young master arrange it."

Princess Changle knew that there was really no point in entanglement any longer, so she might as well go along with the flow and make a personal favor.

"Miss, wait for a while. The boy will go home to bid farewell to his parents. After taking out all the feathers, come here to meet the girl."

After speaking, Lin Ran quickly walked towards home.

Lin Zhengtai and Mrs. Sun discussed last night how to send their son to Wannian County School.

Never thought that Lin Ran would solve it by himself when he came back early in the morning.

"Father, mother. The girl who agreed with the boy to trade feathers today just happened to be going to Wannian County. If my son hitches a ride, I won't bother father and mother to see you off."

"That's how I would like to thank the girl for saving my father and mother's journey of hundreds of miles."

"Mother, my child will naturally understand. After my child is gone, remember not to plant rice and wheat when planting starts this spring. Tell the villagers not to sow, otherwise the seeds will not be harvested."

Lin Ran has no ability to save the entire Chang'an and Datang, but he can save his family and the folks in Linjiacun.

"Why did my son say that? But if parents are not allowed to sow rice, can it be possible to let our family's hundreds of acres of land be vacant?"

Sun and Lin Zhengtai looked at their son with incredulous eyes, with expressions like hell.

Chapter 8 Going to Ten Thousand Years in a Carriage

"Of course it was Grandpa Whitebeard who told the boy."

In desperation, Lin Ran had no choice but to pull out the white-bearded grandfather to give a perfect explanation for this matter.

Since it was the fairy grandpa's confession, Lin Zhengtai and Sun didn't dare to ask about life any more.

Hastily plucked the feathers of several pheasants.

After drinking a bowl of thick rice porridge cooked by Mrs. Sun, this bowl of rice porridge has enough rice for Mrs. Sun to store for a month.

"However, my mother will go to the market to catch a few hens that lay eggs, and save some eggs for my son to nourish his brain."

Sun took off the apron around her waist, looked at Lin Ran sucking and drinking the porridge, and said with a smile.

"Thank you mother, mother is really kind."

Lin Ran stroked his chubby belly, wiped the rice grains from his mouth in satisfaction, and replied happily.

"Father, mother. These are sweet potatoes, also known as sweet potatoes. These are potatoes. They are all food that grows underground, and the yield is at least [-] shi."

"Well, what did you say?"

Lin Zhengtai and Sun said loudly in unison.

The eyes of the two were wide open, and their bodies trembled involuntarily.

Twenty shi per mu, this yield is unimaginable in his mother's dreams.

In the best years now, the yield per mu is about three shi, and the son said at least [-] shi, which really frightened Lin Zhengtai and his wife.

"This is peanuts. The yield is a little low, about six stones, but it is a high-oil plant. The most important thing is that it is delicious and nutritious. It is also a food that bears fruit underground. Father and mother can grow some appropriately. "

Under Lin Zhengtai's and Sun's astonished eyes, Lin Ran briefly explained the key points and precautions of planting to his parents, the most important thing is how to germinate sweet potatoes and potatoes.

"However, could it be that yesterday's poems and odes were also given to my son by the gods?"

Lin Zhengtai asked in shock.

Lin Ran nodded vigorously.

"Old man, it seems that the two of us paid homage to the mountain god yesterday. It's really great. With the blessing of the mountain god, we don't have to worry too much about going out to study."

Sun wiped away the excited tears from the corners of her eyes and said.

"Father, mother. The technique of accelerating the germination of this thing cannot be taught to others for the time being. The master said that we can only tell the world when the time is right."

Lin Zhengtai and Sun quickly nodded in agreement. In their eyes, there is no difference between the words of the gods and the imperial decree.

After everything was packed, Lin Ran, accompanied by his parents, went to the road in the east of the village.

"Mr. Xiaolang, hurry up and get in the car. It may take three or four hours to reach Wannian County now." Director Huang, who was driving the car, said.

"Boy kept you waiting for a long time. It's just that there are some things at home that need to be explained, and it has been delayed for a while."

Lin Ran cupped her fists and replied apologetically.

Manager Huang took Lin Ran's luggage and carefully placed it on the top of the carriage.

"Young master, my master asked you to sit in the carriage."

Cui Zhu looked at Lin Ran who was sitting in the front of the car with Manager Huang with a smile and said.