Beside the broken bridge outside the post office,

Loneliness leads to no master.

It's dusk and I'm sad alone,

More wind and rain.

No intention of struggling for spring,

Once upon a time, everyone was jealous.

Shattered into mud and crushed into dust,

Only the fragrance remains the same.

At dusk when the flowers were blooming all over the garden, a young girl in green stood by the small bridge, looking at the happy fish swimming under the bridge, and humming Li Min's divination poem in a low voice. The girl looked like she was no more than ten years old. Four or five years old, with a slender figure, a delicate oval face, and picturesque features, coupled with the beautiful scenery around him, he looks like a fairy from the Moon Palace.

Unfortunately, this beautiful picture did not last long. A little maid with a bun in her hair walked quickly towards the bridge with a tray, shouting as she walked: "Miss! Miss!"

"Luzhu, please keep your voice down, you've made all my fish noise away!" the girl said with some dissatisfaction, her charming little face was covered with a layer of sunset, making her look extremely charming.

"Hehe, Lvzhu realized that he was wrong, and now he will show his respect to the young lady!" The little maid named Lvzhu stuck out her tongue playfully and said with a smile.

"Damn girl, you are so old and still not serious. Who dares to marry you in the future?" The girl laughed at the green beads.

"Hey, it doesn't matter if no one wants the green beads. But miss, your husband has sent someone to bring new tea to the old man. The old man has asked people to bring some to you, miss. This tea is really strange. It can be brewed with just boiling water. It's drinkable, and it smells delicious, please try it, Miss!" Lu Zhu said teasingly, and brought the tea she was holding to the girl.

"Prince Liang?" When the girl heard 'future husband', her face became very complicated, almost angry and resentful, but not at all happy. This beautiful girl was none other than Li Min's fiancée, Xiao Yu's granddaughter Xiao Wenxin.

"Miss, I heard that after King Liang was injured and lost his memory, he seemed to be a changed person. He was no longer as domineering as before, and he was also talented. He wrote poems like "The Wine Will Enter", which is now being sung throughout Chang'an. Miss, you Don’t you like His Highness the Prince of Liang’s poem about plum blossoms the most?” Luzhu understood his lady’s thoughts very well and immediately explained.

Regarding Lu Zhu's explanation, Xiao Wenxin seemed not to have heard it, and the expression on her face returned to calm. She stretched out her delicate hand to pick up the teacup, opened her red lips and took a sip of tea.

"Good tea, please give some to mother!"

Taiji Palace, Wangyun Palace.

"If you don't see it, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky and rushes to the sea and never returns. If you don't see it, the mirror in the high hall has sad white hair, and the morning is like blue silk and turns to snow at dusk..." Li Min very helplessly recited this famous poem about the wine in Chang'an, Concubine Yang, on the other hand, was half-lying on the couch with a suspicious look on her face. She was holding tea brewed by her son, but she didn't drink a sip.

In order to advertise the new tea, Li Min set aside some tea leaves to give away, and gave away almost everything he could think of. Of course, he must not forget to honor Concubine Yang with such a good thing, so he delivered it in person today. But he didn't expect that just one day When she entered Wangyun Palace, she was pulled by Concubine Yang to recite poems. Although she was in the palace, Li Min's poems had already reached her ears, but it was hard for Concubine Yang to believe that this was her. Made by his son.

In fact, it is no wonder that Concubine Yang suspected that the so-called "knowing a son is like a mother". A mother knows best what her son is like. Based on Concubine Yang's understanding of Li Min, she cannot believe that her son has such literary talent. So as soon as Li Min came in, she pulled her to recite poems.

"Ming'er, tell me the truth, did you ask someone to write these poems for you?" After finally waiting for Li Min to finish memorizing the poems, when Concubine Yang said this, Li Min was very embarrassed.

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"Concubine, do you really not believe in your son?" Li Min looked aggrieved. Although Concubine Yang's guess was very close to the truth, anyone would feel uncomfortable being asked like this by his own biological mother.

"Don't be angry, it's not that mother doesn't believe you, it's just..." Concubine Yang was actually very conflicted. Emotionally, she certainly hoped that her son would be really talented, but intellectually, she had to doubt it.

"Mother~" Seeing that Concubine Yang was still a little doubtful, Li Min could only use his trump card and called out to her sweetly, "Actually, my son was injured last time and survived. Although he lost his life after waking up,

Although I had no memory of the past, I found that many things were learned by myself without a teacher, and even my studies have improved a lot. Some inexplicable poems often flashed through my mind. Many things were thought up by my son's brain, such as these.

The poems, the Three-Character Classic that was praised by my father, and even the method of making this new tea were all thought up by my son. Mother, please try it quickly, or else it will get cold."

Li Min used the trick he used to fool Comrade Li before to fool his mother again. At the end of the sentence, he held the tea cup in Concubine Yang's hand and brought it to his mother's lips to divert her attention.

"Well, good tea!" Concubine Yang couldn't resist her son's kindness. She sipped the tea and praised it, and then said with a look of relief, "I have known for a long time that my son is born to be extraordinary and will definitely be better than your father's others."

My son is outstanding. Sure enough, Min'er, you have not let me down. A few poems have already made me famous in Chang'an. My mother... my mother..."

When Concubine Yang said this, she couldn't stop her tears from falling. She said "for mother" twice in a row and couldn't go on anymore, so she started to cry. This frightened Li Min. Concubine Yang's body was originally

It's not good. Don't get seriously ill again just because your son is successful. He hurriedly put his arms around Concubine Yang's shoulders for the last time, and used the methods of making girls happy in future generations to comfort his mother. It was not easy for Concubine Yang to stop crying.

"You stinky boy, although you seem to be a different person after waking up this time, your mouth is still so sweet." Concubine Yang burst into laughter, pointed at Li Min and scolded, "Okay, these sweet words of yours are still the same.

Put it away, my mother will not do this."

"Mother, what my son said is true. From now on, my son must be filial to his mother. He will never let her worry about her son again, and he will never make her angry again." Although Concubine Yang said this.

Although he didn't like this, he was amused by Li Min's words and laughed out loud, and the look he looked at Li Min was very loving and gratifying.

Li Min was also very happy. In addition to being able to make Concubine Yang happy, he finally discovered one of Li Min's strengths in the past: his sweet mouth. No wonder Concubine Yang dotes on his troubled son so much.

Next, Li Min had a conversation with his mother, and asked someone to bring tea in. Of course, Li Min was not stingy with his mother. One gift was a hundred catties of tea. Of course, Concubine Yang could not drink so much by herself.

Tea leaves, these are all given to Concubine Yang to give to the concubines. Firstly, they can advertise this kind of tea, and secondly, they also gain face for Concubine Yang. After all, she has such a filial son, and she still gives them so generously.

Bringing such good tea will definitely arouse the envy and jealousy of many concubines.

Li Min stayed at Concubine Yang's place all day and did not leave until dinner. When he rode back to Prince Liang's Mansion, he found Gao Zhong waiting for him outside the mansion. It seemed that he had been waiting for a long time.

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"Your Highness, you are finally back. Your Highness the King of Shu and Jiu Lian have been waiting for you for a long time. The old slave has asked people to prepare food, and now they are eating in the front hall." Seeing Li Min coming back, Gao Zhong hurriedly came up to stop him.

Reining the horse, he helped Li Min off the horse and said.

"Oh, Third Brother and Jiu Lian are both here?" When Li Min heard that Li Ke and Li Yong were both here, he felt a little strange and hurriedly followed Gao Zhong into the palace.

"Brother Wang, that chicken is mine, how can you bully a small one?"

"Jiu Leng, Brother Wei doesn't like mutton, so I'll give you the plate of mutton, but give this chicken to Brother Wei!"

As soon as I arrived at the door of the front hall, I heard the quarrel between the two people inside. As soon as I entered, I saw Li Ke holding a beggar chicken and gnawing wildly, while Li Yong stuffed mutton into his mouth with a look of complaint.

The meal was shared, and the dishes on both tables were the same. It seemed that after Li Ke finished the beggar's chicken on his own table, he grabbed the chicken on Li Yong's table to eat.

"Liu Lang, you came just in time. Hurry up and ask someone to bring me another chicken. How do you cook the chicken in your house? It's so delicious!" Li Yong saw Li Min coming in and immediately threw away the mutton and shouted.

shouted.

Li Min just taught the cooking method of beggar's chicken to the fifth person in the kitchen yesterday. Although Li Min likes to eat, he doesn't like to cook. He only knows a rough idea of ​​how to make delicious food, and beggar's chicken is no exception. Li Min said

The principle of beggar's chicken, and then let Lao Wu trial-produce it. It seems that Lao Wu has mastered the making of beggar's chicken today. Li Ke and Li Yong happened to be here, so he made beggar's chicken and served it. After all, it can be eaten by the guests.

Satisfied, it can be regarded as winning face for Li Min.

"Isn't it just a chicken? If you like it, you can ask the kitchen to make more and take it away. As for arguing with the third brother?" Li Min said with some humor, and ordered his servants to bring another one, looking at Li Yong and Li Ke.

The image of a person starving to death and being reincarnated as a ghost is really a disgrace to the Li family.

"Huh~, a chicken can be so delicious. Where did you find the cook, Sixth Brother?" Li Ke finally finished the second chicken. Looking at the chicken in Li Yong's hand, he was still a little unsatisfied. It's a pity.

My stomach didn't allow it. I touched my round belly and breathed a sigh of relief before asking.

"Haha, this is what I thought of by chance. I just asked the chef to make it, and I haven't tasted it yet!" Li Min said after taking a sip of tea. Although he also wanted to taste the newly made beggar's chicken,

I had already eaten quite a bit at Concubine Yang’s place just now. After all, the food was cooked by Concubine Yang herself, so I had to finish it no matter what, so now I am overwhelmed and can only watch Li Ke and Li Yongda eat their own.

tasty.

"Uh~" Li Yongren had a small appetite and was already full after eating just one chicken. He burped and said, "Liu Lang is really a blessing in disguise this time. Not only can he write poems, but even the food he thought of is so delicious.

It makes me want to beg that bastard Cheng Chuliang to beat me up!"

Li Yong rolled his eyes angrily at Li Yong's masochistic thoughts, while Li Ke burst into laughter. Unfortunately, he was too full, so he held his stomach and groaned without laughing twice, which made Li Yong laugh again.

They laughed at each other in retaliation for the chicken snatching. They were all brothers, and the fight lasted for a while before they stopped.

"Sixth brother, those poems were really written by you?" As soon as he stopped, Li Ke asked a question that gave Li Min a headache.

"Third brother, why are you asking the exact same question as my mother? I have been explaining to my mother all day today. I really don't want to talk about this issue anymore. Why don't you go to the palace and ask your mother tomorrow?" Li Min said.

He said with his hand on his head.

"Third brother, Liu Lang wrote the poem in front of us, and the title was written by the little fat man himself. How can he lie?" Before Li Ke could speak, Li Yong rushed to say. Li Min has such literary talent, he

It is an honor to be a brother. Even yesterday, his father praised him for his ability to recognize people and make friends with Li Min who has outstanding literary talent. Therefore, Li Yong is Li Min's best friend no matter who he is in front of or behind.

supporter.

"Jiulang, the fourth brother is also the King of Yue after all. Don't call him that in front of others in the future!" Hearing Li Yong call Li Tai a little fat man, Li Ke's face darkened and he said, he was also doing it for Li Yong's good, in case he gave up.

If outsiders hear this, they will definitely punish him with disrespect.

"I only said this in front of you, Third Brother, and it was Liulang who called me this name first." Li Yong said with a playful smile, and by the way, he also sued Li Min.

"Don't put all the shit on my head. I have forgotten what happened in the past. Anyway, whatever you say will be whatever you say!" Li Min replied not to be outdone.

"Rokuro, you are such a scoundrel. It was obviously what you said after you composed the poem last time..."

After Li Yong's interruption, Li Ke no longer wanted to explore the authenticity of Li Min's poems, but Li Min could tell that the two of them must have other purposes for coming to see him at the same time.

"Third brother, Jiuling, why did you come to see me today? We brothers should stop going around in circles!" Li Min said while sipping tea. It's getting dark now, and the curfew will be in place in a while.

"Liu Lang is so cheerful. I didn't want to come at first, but my father forced me to come. Isn't it just for the tea?" Li Yong took a sip of tea, then put the tea bowl heavily on the table and said, "The old man looked at him.

Hong, you forced me to come, and I want to ask Liulang if you can give him some sweetness?" Li Yong has always been straightforward with Li Min, and he doesn't want to play any tricks, so he said directly.

"I don't want to take advantage of Liu Lang. I know the situation in your house better than anyone else. I just want to see how you sell this tea. If you can help me, I will not refuse." Li Ke said very sincerely.

, he was still worried about his younger brother, fearing that he would mess up this good business, so he came to understand the situation.

"I originally thought so, but when Liulang's tea arrived, King Jiangxia happened to be playing chess with my old man. This old bastard loves money the most. Seeing this tea was like seeing gold and silver treasures.

I tried to persuade the old man, and finally my father was moved and forced me to ask, but Rokuro, you don’t need to pay attention to them. It’s the right thing to pay off your family’s foreign debt as soon as possible. No one can interfere with this tea. The big deal

Go back and get a beating!" When Li Yong said this, he was also holding his breath.

The King of Jiangxia is the father of that little fat guy Li Jingheng. His name is Li Daozong. He is cousin to Li Yong's father, Li Xiaogong, and Li Shimin. He is also very good at fighting. His only shortcoming is his greed for money. His family has made countless money, and now he even has it.
To be continued...