Because he was concerned, the news about Zhang Cang and Zhang Mian naturally came back to be diligent. Novels. After King Jiang, who was unable to block the road and grab poetry, he turned around and sold wine to the Zhang brothers, which made the old man Zhang in Wuhan a little confused.

What the hell is this?!

After talking to his fingers, it seems that the prince of the Li Tang royal family is really close to me.

Some people come to work happily, some help chop people, and some help make sheep and eat people. In comparison, Taoist King Li Yuanqing is simply a saint and can be called a wise king of the generation.

People just get a little fame and are so simple.

"This Li Yun is really a mess, he is really not afraid of death."

Old Zhang shook his head, and was speechless, looking at Uncle Tan and said, "Jiang Prince's House staff is watching him act like this? He sells wine during the spring plowing season. If he is included in this book, he may not have the idea of ​​becoming a vassal in the important areas of the capital."

"This is a congestion, and his actions are absurd. When he saw the King of Wu making a fortune in selling Qianli Miles, he also wanted to do something, but the result was mostly useless things, not to mention much, and he never saw half a copper coin. Even the officials in King Jiang's mansion were not satisfied, and because they were too close to the capital, it was not convenient to harm the village."

After He Tanzhi's explanation, Zhang De understood a little bit. Even if the knowledgeable people in the Prince Jiang's Mansion think it is inappropriate, no matter how good the ideal is, it cannot beat reality.

The batch of wine Zhang Cang brought from Yuzhou will not have to worry about hawking during the New Year, because spring plowing is a taboo. Whoever masters a batch of good wine at this time will get rich overnight.

It’s just that ordinary people have a chance, but Zhang Cang was so lucky that he “plundered” a batch of good wine in Yuzhou.

There are some stories about "peach blossom wine". People in the world are willing to eat and drink when they eat wine. Behind the "peach blossom wine" is the story of the Peach blossom lady. If you make a little hype, it is naturally a fine wine.

As a prince, no matter how good the quality is, in the eyes of people at that time, Li Yun was born with a nobleman and what was sought after by nobles. How could it be that bad?

"What words have brother prepared for Li Yun?"

"The Peach Blossom Fairy in Taohua Temple...is probably this."

"How can you give these words to the prince? It's not appropriate." Old Zhang shook his head, "Li Yunping cannot suffer any loss. The elder brother buried the pit a bit big. If he broke a prince in, it would be more than worth the loss. I have a preface here. My uncle asked him to send it to Xuzhou. In this situation, I think that Li Yun would also have to prepare a banquet in order to make his name."

“…”

Uncle Tan looked complicated, but he still accepted the poem Zhang De gave him. He didn't read the content, but he was confused inside that when his husband got up, he didn't frown at all.

Brothers who fight tigers, fathers and sons fight in battle... they always feel strange.

Fortunately, Uncle Tan did not struggle for too long and asked the knights to rush to Xuzhou overnight.

I didn’t think about using a signal, but it was just a long piece. Using a signal was afraid of being exhausted. It occupies the channel and causes bleeding in minutes.

At this time in Linying County, Li Yun and Zhang Cang had a great time. His Highness Jiang had already thought about it and had to find a good place to show off.

"Dalang, what's the better place to find at this time?"

"Taoyuan, the peach blossoms in Xuzhou bloomed early. Looking for a Taoyuan, the beautiful scenery is not so beautiful?"

"It's reasonable!"

Zhuo Yihang, the young master of Zhuo from Chengdu who was accompanying him, looked constipated. Even he felt it was a bit too much, but Zhang Dalang was calm on his face. Not to mention him, even the officials in Prince Jiang's mansion did not think there was any problem. After asking in private, he realized that the aides of Prince Jiang's mansion were simply miserable.

Compared with colleagues from the Daowang Mansion next door in Yuzhou, what kind of bullshit life do they live?

No wonder he watched King Jiang jump into the pit.

But Zhuo Yihang thought about it carefully and found that this little thing didn't seem to have chopped up a prince, so he would be his turn to worry about it.

"There is a Taoyuan in Changshe, which is very famous. It is rumored that this Taoyuan was found during the Yan Han Dynasty. After several rises and falls, the peach trees have been replaced in several batches. Only this Taoyuan has remained."

Li Yun excitedly introduced to Zhang Cang, "I will definitely be fine when I invite celebrities in the state to hold a peach appreciation party."

Just be happy.

Zhuo and his team, who were standing behind, rolling their eyes straight, were really powerless to complain.

Because the carriage and horse gang transporting "peach blossom wine" were walking slowly, they searched for the post station next to the pipe to rest. When it was almost night, a knight came from the south, which made the guards of Prince Jiang's mansion be much more alert. However, the knight found a house to sleep and left early the next morning.

While having breakfast, Zhang Mian asked Zhang Cang a little strangely: "Brother, it turns out that all the adults know our movements?"

"No matter how much grandpa hides it, it is impossible to hide it. Besides, if we can do things we have all the way to Macheng, who can we hide it?"

"But, sir, we even know clearly that we sell poetry to King Jiang... Could it be that there are people from Wuhan in the team?"

"oh?"

Zhang Mian was smart and intelligent, and the details of the capture were extremely powerful. Zhang Cang nodded slightly after hearing his guess: "Yes, I always thought it was strange... Now that I think this kind of strangeness is probably because someone secretly peeped at it. During the 'Changjiu Tang', Goro was following us. Goro was majestic and easy to be recognized. I think this time, the person who followed him must be an ordinary person."

The two brothers immediately compared their own guesses and compared the raw and mature faces one by one. Soon, they picked out a group of "members" who had been scrambling all the way from Huangzhou.

"It seems... they are those unpretentious old men."

Zhang Mian's hand-drawing ability is not bad, and he quickly sketched several characters. The appearance of the characters in the sketch portrait is really the kind that cannot be recognized in ordinary people and can't be recognized in a blink of an eye.

"Is it arranged by the lord or grandpa?"

"Whatever."

While talking, the two brothers felt a little frustrated. They thought they were a great skill, but in the end they were actually someone to protect them.

I feel a little proud inside, so I feel unhappy.

But he quickly calmed down. Zhang Cang opened the words sent by the knight and handed them to Zhang Mian: "It was given by the lord, and it was a bit inappropriate to say that it was prepared for King Jiang before."

Zhang Mian glanced at it and said a little regretfully: "This article is too high in mind, I'm afraid that Li Yun's stuff can't hold on."

"It's okay, it's all about flattery, and if there are so many people, people will naturally believe it."

"Too."

Too much is not enough. The song "The Peach Blossom Fairy in the Peach Blossom Temple" will not only not give Li Yun a positive help, but will further deceive him.

The two brothers also understood the meaning of the father. They had already asked a prince to sell alcohol on the street, so there was no need to add any harm.

After all, killing a local tyrant and a prince is two different things.

"It's a pity to Li Yun..."

Heaven and earth are the backward journey of all things; time is the passerby of generations. But life is like a dream, how much happiness is? The ancients traveled at night with candles, which was good. Moreover, spring calls me to smoke and scenery, and large pieces of me use articles. Meeting the fragrant garden of peach blossoms, and sorting out the joys of family life. The handsome and beautiful seasons are all for the blessings. We sing and singing, and we are ashamed of happiness. Before the secluded appreciation, we talk to the Qing Dynasty. We open a jade banquet to sit on flowers, fly a feather and drink to get drunk on the moon. If there is no good poem, how can we extend our graceful thoughts? If the poem fails, we will punish the number of wine in Jingu.

This kind of text is thrown to a fool prince... Actually, it's not bad.
Chapter completed!