The daily life of the crown prince of the Song Dynasty

After Su Shi and Su Zhe's first chapter about braised in soy sauce was published in Sun Bookstore's "Gourmet of the Song Dynasty", it caused quite a stir in Bianjing.

The two of them wrote so well that everyone who read it was hungry.Many people follow the practice in the article and buy pork to make braised pork.

Pork is the cheapest of all meats, and it is basically eaten by ordinary people. The rich and powerful despise pork for dirty and bad taste, and usually do not eat pork.

Although the rich and powerful were greedy for the braised pork written by Su Shi and the others, they didn't quite believe that pork could be so delicious.

Braised pork is not so easy to cook. Many people buy pork and cook it back, but it is not successful.However, even if it is not successful, it is still better than the pork they eat on weekdays.

Although many people failed to make braised pork, the chefs in Fanlou succeeded in making braised pork.

Those who have been to Fanlou and eaten braised pork have been deeply captured by the taste of braised pork.Only then did they realize that the two articles about braised pork were not exaggerated.

Because pork is not expensive, most people can afford the braised pork sold in Fanlou.

For a time, braised pork became the most popular delicacy in Bianjing.

Anyone who has eaten braised pork will be full of praise.

Because of Fan Lou's success in making braised pork, the business has become much better than before.

The dignitaries originally dismissed braised pork, but they couldn't stand the popularity of braised pork, so they tried it with an attitude of trying, and then it got out of hand.

Because of the fire of braised pork, the supply of pork in the entire Bianjing city has become in short supply, which has caused the price of pork to rise a lot.

This is great news for pig farmers.Seeing the business opportunity of pork, many ordinary people and traders are ready to start raising pigs.

The rich and powerful could not buy pork in Bianjing, so they sent people to the nearby state capitals to buy pork, which benefited the pig raising people in the nearby state capitals.

After Zhao Yang saw that the price of pork had risen, he kept the people in the Imperial City Division watching the price of pork among the people.When the price of pork exceeds that of mutton, the imperial court is asked to stabilize the price.

After the imperial court used tough measures to stabilize the price, merchants dared not drive up the price of pork anymore.Pork prices are back to normal levels, but definitely more expensive than before.

In just a few short days, the pork on the tables of rich and powerful people who were disliked by all kinds of people and couldn't serve it changed into a delicacy praised by everyone, and it was also served on the tables of dignitaries and nobles.

The appearance of braised pork has added another income to the common people, which is a good thing for the common people.Therefore, the common people are very grateful to Su Shi and Su Zhe who wrote the first chapter of Red Burning.

If Su Shi and Su Zhe hadn't written articles about braised pork, braised pork would not have become popular in Bianjing, nor would pork become a delicacy, nor would the price of pork rise.

Su Shi and Su Zhe did not dare to accept this thanks.The two of them also specially wrote an article, emphasizing that the braised pork was made by a friend of theirs.After they ate the braised pork made by their friends, they felt that the delicacy of braised pork should be known to the whole world, and should be eaten by the whole world.

They asked their friends for permission before writing the article about braised pork.They dare not take credit or accept thanks from everyone.As for their friends, it is inconvenient to tell everyone.If people want to thank, thank their friends, don't thank them.

"Your Highness, you made the braised pork, why didn't you tell everyone?" Cao Xu felt that this was an opportunity for His Royal Highness to establish a good reputation among the people. "If the common people know that you made the braised pork, they will definitely believe in you even more."

"Won't this let A Shi and the others know my identity?"

"Your Highness, they will know your identity sooner or later." Cao Xu felt that it would be too bad for him not to tell the people that the braised pork was made by the prince because he didn't want Su Shi and the others to know the identity of the prince. "You can't hide them for a lifetime."

Zhao Yang knew what Cao Xu meant, and knew that Cao Xu was doing it for his own good, but he didn't think it was necessary.

"I'm still young, what do I want to be famous for?"

"Your Highness, you told me that reputation is very important, why don't you want it now?" The incident of braised pork this time did not create a general reputation, but a great reputation that benefited the people.It is no exaggeration to say that this is a great achievement.

"Fame is very important, but it's not that important." Zhao Yang said inexplicably.

"Your Highness, what do you mean?"

"In your opinion, the matter of braised pork is a great credit, but it is not for me." Zhao Yang put down the pen in his hand and crossed his chin with his hands. The method is that A Shi and the others wrote the article about braised pork, which made it popular. This is their credit."

"But you made the braised pork."

"I made it, but I didn't make the braised pork popular." Seeing that Cao Xu wanted to say something more, Zhao Yang interrupted him, "Okay, I know you are doing it for my own good, but the braised pork Things are small things to me."

"Your Highness, this is still a trivial matter, so what is a major matter?"

"For example, plow tools." Zhao Yang propped his face with his right hand, and said with a smile, "When the Imperial City Secretary makes the plow tools I want, then we can truly benefit the people."

"Your Highness, you won't tell everyone when the time comes."

"That's not true. After the plow tool is made, I will definitely let people in the world know that I made it." Compared with braised pork, the plow tool is more convincing. Daddy's temperament will also let the whole world know that I made it."

"That's true." Cao Xu was relieved immediately.After finishing speaking, he saw that Zhao Yang drew a waterwheel on the paper, but it was different from the waterwheel she usually saw, and asked curiously, "Your Highness, what are you drawing?"

"Waterwheel." Zhao Yang pointed to the waterwheel on the paper, "Can't you see it?"

"It's different from the waterwheels we usually see."

"It's different, I made some improvements." The waterwheel painted by Zhao Yang is not from later generations, but from the Ming and Qing dynasties. "The waterwheel I made can be pulled by oxen or donkeys."

"Ah?" Cao Xu looked surprised, "The water wheel can also pull oxen and donkeys?"

"When plowing the land, you can use oxen to pull the plow, why not waterwheels?" Zhao Yang picked up the brush again and prepared to draw the structure of the waterwheel in detail. It will get twice the result with half the effort.”

"Your Highness, how did you come up with it?" Cao Xu now admires Zhao Yang more and more.Every time Zhao Yang thinks of something, he has never seen or heard of it.

Zhao Yang casually found an excuse: "I made it out of a dream."

Cao Xu believed it, and said with admiration: "Your Highness deserves to be you who can come up with so many fantastic things in your dreams." Both father and grandfather said that His Highness the Crown Prince is a genius, and they were right. "Your Highness, you are really a genius." Only geniuses can dream so many things.

"I'm not." He just lived one more life than others and knew more things than others.

Cao Xu knew that His Highness the Crown Prince didn't like others to say that he was a genius, so he didn't dare to say any more.

Zhao Yang was halfway through drawing the structure of the waterwheel, when he suddenly thought of something, he said to himself: "I don't know if there is a reservoir in Song Dynasty?" Tomorrow, I will ask my father whether the folks have dug reservoirs to store water.

"Your Highness, what did you say?"

"I didn't say anything." Zhao Yang raised his eyes and glanced at Cao Xu, "Ah Xu, it's time for you to review your homework."

Uh... Cao Xu's face froze, and then he said obediently: "Yes, Your Highness."

Before Haishi, Zhao Yang finished drawing the structure of the waterwheel, and sent Yuan Song to Zhang Maoshi overnight.

Zhao Yang's waterwheel structure drawings are very detailed, and Zhang Maoshi can understand it at a glance.After reading it, he was shocked.

Seeing Zhang Maoshi's frightened expression, Yuan Song felt a little uneasy, and hurriedly asked, "Mr. Zhang, what's wrong with you? Is there something wrong?"

Zhang Maoshi took a breath quietly, calmed down his mood, and smiled slightly at Yuan Song: "I'm fine, tell His Highness the Crown Prince for me, and I will definitely handle this matter well."

"Then there will be Mr. Lao Zhang, and the villain will leave."

After Yuan Song left, Zhang Maoshi asked Liang Yin to guard the gate of Funing Palace, and he went back to the Imperial City Department.

When the craftsmen of the Imperial City Division saw the structure diagram of the waterwheel brought back by Zhang Maoshi, they were stunned at first, and then asked numbly, "Did His Royal Highness draw it again?"

Zhang Maoshi nodded lightly: "Yes."

The craftsmen of the Imperial City Department thought it was true.Every time Mr. Zhang brought back the blueprints, they became more and more amazing.

"Mr. Zhang, how do you think His Highness the Crown Prince came up with these things?" Every time His Highness the Crown Prince draws something that they have never seen or seen before, but it is amazing to make it according to the drawings drawn by His Highness the Crown Prince.

Zhang Maoshi was taken aback by this question, and then said with a smile: "His Royal Highness is a genius."

The craftsman nodded in approval: "His Royal Highness is indeed a genius." They were already numb by the shock of His Royal Highness's genius idea.No matter what incredible things His Royal Highness thinks up in the future, they will not be surprised anymore.

"Have you made the plow tools His Royal Highness asked for?" Zhang Maoshi asked.

"We are experimenting, and the effect is not bad so far. It will be delivered to His Royal Highness in two days."

"His Royal Highness said that if you make the plow tools, he will reward you a lot." Zhang Mao said honestly, "Don't let His Royal Highness down."

"Don't worry, sir, we will not disappoint His Royal Highness."

Zhang Maoshi gave a few more instructions before returning to Funing Palace.

Seeing Zhang Maoshi staring up at the moon in the night sky, Liang Yin asked curiously, "Sir, what are you looking at?"

Zhang Maoshi withdrew his gaze, smiled lightly and said, "Liang Yin, we have a good prince in Song Dynasty."

Hearing this, Liang Yin was slightly taken aback.Although he didn't understand why Mr. Zhang said that suddenly, Mr. Zhang was right.

"Yes, we have a good prince in Song Dynasty."

Zhang Maoshi still didn't say anything, His Royal Highness is still the lucky star of Song Dynasty.

The next day, when Yan Shu left court, he went to the East Palace to teach Zhao Yang how to read.

When he arrived at the East Palace, Zhao Yang was weeding the vegetable fields in the East Palace.

As the weather gets warmer, the vegetables in the Donggong vegetable field grow longer and better, and the natural grass grows more and more.

"I have seen His Royal Highness."

"Mr. Yan, please get up." Zhao Yang smiled at Yan Shu, "Mr. Yan, wait for me for a while, I'll fix it right away."

Vegetables are grown in the yards of the East Palace and Kunning Palace, and they grow very well.During this period of time, Zhao Yang and the others ate all the vegetables they grew by themselves.

"His Royal Highness, I will help you."

"No need, it will be ready soon." Zhao Yang and Cao Xu sped up their hands and finished pulling the weeds in the vegetable field in a short while.

"Your Highness, the vegetables you grow are really good." His Highness's vegetables were better than his, and Yan Shu felt a little ashamed.

Zhao Yang smiled triumphantly: "Hehehe, it means I have a talent for growing vegetables."

Seeing that His Highness the Crown Prince said proudly and proudly that he had a talent for growing vegetables, Yan Shu felt relieved and happy.

"Compared to your Highness, the minister is far behind."

"Sir, you are not good at growing vegetables."

"Not as good as yours." Yan Shu said, with a look of shame on his face, "I also planted a lot of vegetables to death."

"Sir, it must be because you watered too much, and some vegetable seedlings can't be watered too much." Next, Zhao Yang talked to Yan Shu in a straight-forward way about growing vegetables, which vegetables are suitable for more watering, and which vegetables are not suitable for more watering. watering.

Yan Shu listened very seriously, and at the same time he was very surprised. He didn't expect His Royal Highness to be so good at growing vegetables.

"Thank you for your teaching, His Royal Highness, I have been taught."

"Sir, don't underestimate growing vegetables. There is a lot of knowledge in growing vegetables." Zhao Yang said with a smile, "It's the same as farming." Let the ministers go to transplant rice seedlings. "Sir, your waist is not good. You should stop planting rice seedlings with Daddy in a few days."

"Your Highness, spring plowing and transplanting rice seedlings is a major event, and I have to go." Yan Shu's expression was very serious, "Besides, my waist is fine."

"It's nothing to blame. After three days of planting seedlings, your waist will not be able to straighten up." Zhao Yang also knew that Yan Shu would not listen to his persuasion. After all, Yan Shu was the prime minister and the head of all officials. If he didn't go There is no justification for transplanting rice seedlings.

"Your Highness, I'm still in good health." After Yan Shu finished speaking, he thanked Zhao Yang, "Thank you for your concern, Your Highness."

Zhao Yang didn't say anything about it, and invited Yan Shu to the study.They went on to "Mencius".

At noon, the morning class ends.

Zhao Yang took Cao Xu to Kunning Palace.

"Ma'am, I want to plant rice seedlings with you."

"No, you are too young." Empress Cao refused again mercilessly, "Although the weather is warmer now, the water in the rice fields is still very cold. If you plant rice seedlings in the fields, you will get sick from the cold."

"Ma'am, I'm not that delicate."

"You are weaker than you imagined." Empress Cao smiled softly at Zhao Yang, "When you grow up, you can go to the fields to plant rice every year, there is no rush right now."

Miao Zhaorong also comforted Zhao Yang and said, "His Royal Highness, you are still young, and you will get sick from freezing if you stay in the cold rice fields for a long time. If you are sick, we will all be worried, so you should not go."

Princess Fukang nodded vigorously, followed Miao Zhaorong and the others to persuade Zhao Yang: "Yangyang, have you forgotten how you were sick before?"

Seeing that Empress Cao insisted on not allowing him to go to the field to plant rice seedlings, Zhao Yang could only forget it.

"Okay, I will have more opportunities to go to the fields to plant rice seedlings in the future."

"After a few years, when you grow up, you will take the ministers to the fields to plant rice seedlings." Empress Cao laughed, "At that time, you can't even think about it."

"Ma'am, I don't go to the field to plant rice seedlings, so can I go and have a look with you?"

"This year's spring plowing is different." Empress Cao looked at her son jokingly, "this year's spring plowing, students from Taixue will also go, are you sure you want to go with us?"

Zhao Yang looked surprised: "Students from Taixue are going too?"

"Yes, Professor Zhou of Taixue proposed it, and the officials agreed." Professor Zhou is actually the principal of Taixue. "Didn't you propose to let the students of Taixue understand the people's livelihood? Didn't you let the students of Taixue farm the land? So Professor Zhou and the officials proposed to let the students of Taixue go to spring plowing and transplanting rice seedlings together, so that the common people can see how the students treat the people. Farming is also very concerned.”

"Professor Zhou is really good at it." Zhao Yang didn't expect to let the students follow the ministers to plant rice seedlings in the spring. "However, his proposal is very good."

"The officials also thought it was good, so they agreed."

"Are all Taixue students going?"

"Yes, all go."

"Since this is the case, students from Taixue are allowed to participate in spring plowing and transplanting rice seedlings every year."

"Are you still going?" Empress Cao looked at her son with a smile.

"A Shi and the others are here, so I won't go." Zhao Yang wanted to follow him, but he didn't want Su Shi and the others to know his real identity. "Besides, I can't go to the fields after I go, and it's useless to go."

"Still don't want your friends to know your identity?" Empress Cao said jokingly, "They will know your identity sooner or later."

"I don't want them to know yet." Zhao Yang was afraid that Su Shi and the others would alienate him after learning his true identity.He likes their current friendship very much, so he doesn't want to destroy this relationship for the time being. "When the time comes, I will tell them myself."

Seeing that her son cherished the relationship between him and Su Shi so much, Empress Cao said nothing.

"Let's eat."

"Little lady, have you made the sheep scorpion I want to eat?"

"It's done, and it tastes good."

"Great." Zhao Yang cheered.

Miao Zhaorong is really talented in cooking. She can basically cook the dishes that Zhao Yang told her.

"His Royal Highness, how is it? Is it delicious?" Miao Zhaorong asked nervously.

Zhao Yang gave Miao Zhaorong a thumbs up, "It's delicious, very delicious."

Cao nodded agreeingly: "It's so delicious." His Royal Highness is not only a genius in making weapons, but also a genius in making food.

"Little lady, you are a genius in cooking."

Miao Zhaorong was very happy to be praised: "Your Highness, you just need to eat as you like."

Miao Zhaorong is very happy every time he cooks the dish that Zhao Yang wants to eat, and has a great sense of accomplishment.

After lunch, Zhao Yang chatted with Empress Cao and the others for a while, and then went to Funing Palace to greet Song Renzong.

Song Renzong was discussing with Yan Shu and the others about spring plowing and transplanting rice seedlings.It is not a simple matter to take the ministers of the Manchu Dynasty and the students of the Taixue to plant rice seedlings in the spring, and everything has to be arranged in advance.Otherwise, if something goes wrong, giving the ministers 1 heads is not enough to chop off.

Knowing that Song Renzong and the others were discussing things, Zhao Yang went back to the East Palace first.He now has classes every afternoon, studying The Book of Songs with Ouyang Xiu.

Before class in the afternoon, he had to sleep for an hour, otherwise he would be very sleepy in class in the afternoon.

At four o'clock, Ouyang Xiu arrived at the East Palace on time.

Ouyang Xiu likes to explain the "Book of Songs" by telling stories, so that Zhao Yang can understand it, and at the same time make Zhao Yang like the "Book of Songs".

Every afternoon, Ouyang Xiu would teach Zhao Yang the "Book of Songs" for an hour.

Not long after Ouyang Xiu returned to Bianjing, and he was promoted again, he had a lot of political affairs every day, so he could only teach Zhao Yang for an hour.

"His Royal Highness, is there anything you don't understand?"

Zhao Yang shook his head and said, "No, sir, your explanation is very easy to understand."

Ouyang Xiu hoped that His Royal Highness did not understand, so that he could talk to His Royal Highness for a while.

"Sir, I know you are busy, so hurry up and go back to the Imperial Academy to take care of political affairs." Next year's autumn, Ouyang Xiu will be in charge of presiding and will be the chief examiner.Although there is still a year before next year's Qiu Wei, Ouyang Xiu and others will be busy preparing for Qiu Wei from now on.

"Your Highness, I will leave." Ouyang Xiu was indeed busy.During this period of time, he and other examiners will be responsible for the examination questions for next autumn.

"Sir, pay attention to rest."

Hearing His Royal Highness's words of concern, Ouyang Xiu's heart warmed: "Thank you for your concern, I will definitely pay attention to rest."

"That's right." Zhao Yang thought of another thing, "Sir, I want the examination papers of Qiu Wei for the last ten years."

"Your Highness, what do you want the past Qiu Wei's examination paper for?"

"Give it to my friends, they will take the Qiuwei exam in a few years." Zhao Yang felt that Su Shi and Su Zhe would not study in Taixue for too long, and they should take the Qiuwei exam in a few years. "My two friends are very talented, and I will introduce them to you." He remembered that in history, Ouyang Xiu valued Su Shi and Su Zhe very much.

"Okay." Ouyang Xiu likes talented young people, "Your Highness, in a few days, I will find you the exam papers of Qiu Wei."

"Thank you, sir."

"Your Highness is serious, I will leave first."

Zhao Yang waved to Ouyang Xiu: "Sir, go slowly."

When Ouyang Xiu left, Zhao Yang forgot to give him the snacks, so he quickly asked Yuan Song to deliver them.

Fortunately, Ouyang Xiu didn't go far, and Yuan Song quickly chased after him.

"Teacher, this is a snack from His Royal Highness." Ouyang Xiu's current official position is not only a Bachelor of the Imperial Academy, but also the Prince and Taifu.

Ouyang Xiu took the food box and said to Yuan Song, "Help me thank you, Your Highness the Crown Prince."

"Yes, Taifu, go slowly."

Although Zhao Yang no longer calls Ouyang Xiu "Xiu Xiu", his relationship with Ouyang Xiu has not become alienated because of this.He still treats Ouyang Xiu the same as three years ago.

After finishing the "Book of Songs" with Ouyang Xiu, Zhao Yang went to the reading room to practice archery.

After the imperial guards in the palace used Zhao Yang's training method, not only their physical strength increased a lot, but their martial arts also improved a lot.

Zhao Yang is quite satisfied with the current imperial guards, because he saw the "military soul" he wanted in them.

After practicing archery in the teaching room, Zhao Yang went to Funing Palace to meet Song Renzong, and had dinner with his father by the way.

During the dinner, Song Renzong told Zhao Yang in detail about the spring plowing and planting. After all, Zhao Yang will be in charge in the future.

Zhao Yang listened very carefully.After listening to it, I sighed in my heart. I didn't expect spring plowing and transplanting rice seedlings to be so troublesome, and to pay attention to rules.Go to the field to plant a seedling, and choose an auspicious day.Before going to the fields to plant rice seedlings, Song Renzong also worshiped the heaven and the earth, praying for God to bless the weather this year and bless the grain harvest this year.

Two days later is an auspicious day, and Song Renzong will take Zhao Yang and his ministers to worship the heaven and earth and pray for blessings.

Although Zhao Yang did not participate in this year's spring plowing, as the crown prince, he had the obligation to pray for the people.

Zhao Yang is used to worshiping heaven and earth or praying for blessings to his ancestors, and he is very proficient in doing it.

Two days later, before dawn, Zhao Yang was called to get up, and then changed into the crown prince's court clothes and went to Funing Palace.

In Funing Palace, Zhao Yang and Song Renzong had breakfast together, and then the father and son went to worship the heaven and the earth.

Although Zhao Yang didn't believe in ghosts and gods, when he worshiped the heaven and the earth, he still piously prayed to God to bless this year with good weather.

After worshiping heaven and earth, Song Renzong took Empress Cao and ministers to the rice fields outside Bianjing to plant rice seedlings.

Under the leadership of the gentlemen, the students of Taixue waited at the gate of the palace early.

When Song Renzong and the others came out, the students of Taixue followed behind the ministers.

Zhao Yang stood on the city wall at the gate of the palace, watching Song Renzong and his mighty group of people set off.

"Your Highness, why don't we follow secretly?" Cao Xu was very curious and wanted to follow along.

"Forget it, it's not good to be discovered." Zhao Yang watched Song Renzong and the others walking at a slow speed, thinking that they would not be able to reach the field until noon. "For the past three days, Daddy and the others are staying in another courtyard outside the city and will not return to the palace. I have to stay in the palace to look after the house."

Because he had to go to the field to plant seedlings for three days, Song Renzong felt that going back and forth to the palace was too time-consuming and too much trouble, so he simply lived in the royal courtyard outside the city.

Although the Royal Palace is not as big as the Imperial Palace, it is not small, and it can hold the ministers of the Manchu Dynasty and the students of the Taixue.

Song Renzong was worried about keeping Zhao Yang in the palace at first, but Zhao Yang didn't want to go to the royal courtyard with them, so he could only let him stay in the palace.Fortunately, Miao Zhaorong is still in the palace and will take good care of Zhao Yang.

"Your Highness, no one taught us to read today, shall we go out of the palace?"

"Get out, get out of the palace now."

"Your Highness, didn't you just say that you would stay in the palace to look after the house?" Cao Xu teased, "Why are you leaving the palace now?"

"I'm talking about guarding the house at night." Zhao Yang glanced at Cao Xu sideways, "If you don't want to go out of the palace, then you can stay in the palace."

Cao Xu was in a hurry: "Your Highness, I want to go out of the palace with you." After finishing speaking, he smiled at Zhao Yang dog-leggedly, "Your Highness, where are we going out of the palace? Back to Cao's house?"

"There is no one in the Cao family now." The Cao family also went outside Bianjing, after all, they have the duty to protect the royal family. "What are we going to Cao's house for?"

"That's right, father and grandfather also went out of the city." Cao Xu remembered that his father and the others were going to escort the officials, so they were not at home. "Then where are we going?"

Zhao Yang rolled his eyes and said with a deep smile, "Go to Qunfang Pavilion."

When Cao Xu heard this, he stumbled in fright, and fell forward inertially. Fortunately, Zhao Yang caught him in time, so that he didn't have to have an intimate contact with the earth.

"Walk well."

After Cao Xu stood firm, he looked at Zhao Yang in horror: "Your Highness, where did you just say you were going?"

"Qunfang Pavilion." Zhao Yang's tone was very calm, as if he was going to Fanlou, not the Women's Branch.

Cao Xu still couldn't believe what he heard, "Your Highness, where are you going?"

Zhao Yang reached out and grabbed Cao Xu's ears, and said with disgust: "You are so young, why are your ears not working well?"

His ears were hurt by His Royal Highness, Cao Xu came back to his senses, stretched out his hand to grab Zhao Yang's hand, and asked in astonishment: "Your Highness, do you know where Qunfang Pavilion is?"

"Of course I know, brothel."

"Since you know it's a brothel, you still have to go." After Cao Xu finished speaking, he reached out and touched Zhao Yang's forehead, and found that it was not hot. He felt strange in his heart, "Your Highness, you don't have a fever, how could you say such a thing?" Nonsense."

Zhao Yang raised his hand to knock off Cao Xu's hand, and gave him a hard look: "I didn't burn out my brain."

"Your Highness, since you don't have a fever, why would you say something about Qunfang Pavilion?"

Zhao Yang crossed his arms and squinted at Cao Xu: "You don't want to go?"

Cao Xu shook his head again and again: "I don't want to go."

Zhao Yang stretched out his hand and tapped Cao Xu's forehead: "Since you don't want to go, then you can stay in the palace."

"Your Highness." Cao Xu hurriedly grabbed Zhao Yang's hand, "Your Highness, are you really going to Qunfang Pavilion?"

"Really." Zhao Yang said solemnly, "I'll go to Qunfang Pavilion to find Liu Qi."

"Liu Qi?" Cao Xu was puzzled, "Who is Liu Qi?"

"It's the old man we met on the street some time ago."

"Which old man?" Cao Xu had long forgotten about this matter.

"That old man's real name is Liu Yong."

Cao Xu was still confused: "Who is Liu Yong?"

"The person who wrote "Yu Lin Ling"." After Zhao Yang finished speaking, seeing that Cao Xu still couldn't remember, he had no choice but to say again, "After many years, it should be a good time for a good time. Who said?"

Hearing this word, Cao Xu finally remembered, and said with a dazed expression: "Isn't this the word that the princess memorized some time ago?"

"This is the poem. The old man we met that day is the author of this poem." Zhao Yang said, "He lives in Qunfang Pavilion, let's go find him now."

"No, Your Highness, what are we going to find him for?" Cao Xu didn't understand the relationship between the two, "Your Highness, you can't go to the Qunfang Pavilion. If you let my aunt know that you went to the Qunfang Pavilion, we are all finished."

"If you don't tell me, I don't tell you, Chu Yue doesn't tell you, the lady will not know that we went to Qunfang Pavilion." Zhao Yang smiled meaningfully at Cao Xu, "Aren't you curious about Qunfang Pavilion?" He was curious Yes, so I want to check it out.

Uh... to be honest, he was curious.

Cao Xudao: "Your Highness, you can't go."

"We went to find Liu Qi, not to do something, why are you nervous." Zhao Yang was too lazy to talk nonsense with Cao Xu, "If you don't want to go, just stay in the palace."

"I'll go!" If he allowed His Royal Highness to go to the Qunfang Pavilion alone, if my aunt found out, she would definitely beat him to death.

When Chu Yue heard that Zhao Yang was going to Qunfang Pavilion, he reacted with Cao Xu.However, when I heard that the Crown Prince went to the Qunfang Pavilion to find someone later, I didn't make any fuss anymore.

When Zhao Yang and the others left the palace, they didn't rush to Qunfang Pavilion, but went to Sun Bookstore first.Unexpectedly, they were lucky, and met the person they were looking for as soon as they arrived at Sun Bookstore.

Liu Qi didn't seem to be drinking any alcohol today, her hair was neat and her clothes were well-dressed.The whole person looks a bit fairy-like.

He came to Sun Bookstore to submit a manuscript.He is also an author signed by Sun Bookstore.

Although Liu Yong was looked down upon by literati and students, who thought his poems were obscene poems and songs, but it is undeniable that he is very talented.Furthermore, not every poem he wrote is erotic poetry.

His song "Yu Linling" was published in "Literature Collection" by Sun Book Company.

At first Liu Yong disdained to submit manuscripts to Sun Bookstore.He felt that the people at Sun Bookstore looked down on him just like those literati students, but when he saw that all the words he wrote before had been published by Sun Bookstore, he realized that Sun Bookstore was not as pedantic as he imagined.Encouraged by the girls in Qunfang Pavilion, he came to Sun Bookstore to submit a manuscript. Unexpectedly, he won the vote and became a signed author of Sun Bookstore.

In addition to contributing poems, he also contributed story books.The storybooks he wrote were very romantic, very popular, and sold very well.

Liu Yong is able to have a good time in Qunfang Pavilion every month with the manuscript fee.However, he spends a lot, and the monthly manuscript fee will be used up before the end of the month.Even if he has no money, the girls at Qunfang Pavilion will not drive him away.

He is very good at writing love poems between men and women, and the girls in Qunfang Pavilion like this kind of poems.Every time he writes a poem, it will be sung by the girls in Qunfang Pavilion.

Zhao Yang was about to call Liu Yong to stop, but Liu Yong hurriedly left in front of him.

Seeing Liu Yong's anxious look, other people knew that he was in a hurry to go back to Qunfang Pavilion, and then have a good time with the girls in Qunfang Pavilion.

Zhao Yang asked the shopkeeper what manuscript Liu Yong had submitted.

The shopkeeper handed the manuscript that Liu Yong had just sent to Zhao Yang for review.Zhao Yang glanced at it, and found that Liu Yong actually wrote a love story book, and what he wrote... how should I put it, it was both subtle and explicit.

After a second look, Cao Xu felt that the manuscript was not a serious manuscript, so he immediately took the manuscript out of Zhao Yang's hand, and handed it back to the shopkeeper.

"Third brother, you can't read this kind of book."

"I didn't expect Liu Qi to write love stories."

"Third brother, the love stories written by Liu Qi are very popular and have been selling well." The shopkeeper said, "Although Liu Qi is a bit absurd and romantic, he still has talent."

"Someone actually bought his script to read?" Cao Xu was startled.

"Ah Xu, don't look at some people who are very serious on the surface, but in private they like to read this kind of low-level script." Zhao Yang raised his hand and patted Cao Xu's shoulder heavily, and said meaningfully, "You You must know that there are many decent people in this world. For those literati and students who look down on Liu Qi, I don’t know how many people like to read the love stories written by Liu Qi in private.”

Cao Xu curled his lips, and said with disgust on his face: "Sure enough, hypocrisy." After finishing speaking, he hurriedly asked, "Third brother, are you really going to find him?"

Hearing this, the shopkeeper asked in surprise, "Third brother, are you looking for Liu Qi?"

Zhao Yang nodded lightly: "Yes."

"I knew you were looking for him earlier, the villain just kept him."

"It's okay, I will go to Qunfang Pavilion to find him later."

The shopkeeper was frightened: "Third brother, absolutely no, you go to Liu Qi now, he doesn't have time to see you either."

"Why?"

This question stopped the shopkeeper from asking, and he didn't know how to answer for a while.He thought about his words and said: "Liu Qi will go back to Qunfang Pavilion to have a good time after receiving the manuscript fee. If you go to him now, he will definitely not see you."

Zhao Yang instantly understood what the shopkeeper meant, and then felt a little embarrassed.

"Okay, then when he submits the manuscript next month, you keep him."

"Yes."

Seeing that Zhao Yang didn't go to Qunfang Pavilion, Cao Xu breathed a sigh of relief.

Next, the shopkeeper reported to Zhao Yang the news he had received in the past few days.However, these are small things, not big things.

"Third brother, there is no major event in Bianjing, but there is something in Jiangnan."

"There is something in Jiangnan, what's the matter?"

"From the beginning of this year to now, there have only been a few rains in Jiangnan." The shopkeeper said solemnly, "In this season, it should be rainy and rainy in Jiangnan, but it doesn't rain much in Jiangnan. Is it strange?"

"It's not raining?" Just like what the shopkeeper said, March and April are the rainy seasons in the south of the Yangtze River.Sometimes it is several days at a time, or even a month is not surprising.

"It hasn't rained much. There hasn't been spring plowing and rice planting in the south of the Yangtze River since it didn't rain." The shopkeeper looked worried, "Third brother, if it doesn't rain in the south of the Yangtze River, I'm afraid..." [Drought] He didn't dare to say two words.

"If it doesn't rain all the time in the south of the Yangtze River, it is likely to be drought." Zhao Yang said what the shopkeeper dared not say, "If the south of the Yangtze River is dry, it will be terrible." Is from Jiangnan.If there is a drought in the south of the Yangtze River this year, there may be famine