Chapter 42

Chang'an's enemies want to find Li forgetful for help. Li forgetful naturally doesn't know about it.

He drew another sketch of a naked woman overnight, carefully put it away, and then closed his clothes and went to bed. But he tossed and turned all night and slept very restlessly.

It's not that Li forgets to worry about recognizing the bed, but that the damn Datang doesn't have such furniture as bed at all!

When the Tang people sleep, the poor people sleep directly on the ground. Spreading a straw mat is a bed. Japanese people have learned it, and tatami is like this in later generations.

Pay attention to sleeping on a couch, that is, a low bed made of hardwood. The taste is almost sour, which makes Li forget his worries and Miss Simmons

Originally, Li forget worry always thought that there should be a bed in the Tang Dynasty, because Li Bai's famous silent night thought wrote, "the moon in front of the bed is bright, and it is suspected that it is frost on the ground."... As a result, after crossing, he realized that "bed" meant "Hu bed", that is, a seat similar to Maza in later generations.

After traveling to Datang for more than a week, Li Qieyou still couldn't get used to sleeping in this hard bed. When he got up every day, he must have backache and leg cramps. He urgently needed the middle cover of the blue bottle cap to repair his body.

When it was dawn, Li forgot to worry. While he was sleeping, he was upset by the morning drum that rang through the whole city.

He took out the watch borrowed from Su Changqing and looked at the time. Li forgot to worry and couldn't help scolding his mother.

Knock your sister! It's only four in the morning, less than five!

What's more immoral is that the morning drum hasn't finished yet. He doesn't think about 3000 morning drums in Chang'an city. Will it be finished in a moment and a half?

In short, Li forgot his worries and couldn't sleep.

Just after dawn, he got up with a yawn under his dark eyes. Li forgot to worry and pushed the door to ask the Niu brothers to wash out.

Today is the day of Qujiang pool poetry meeting mentioned by Yang Zui. Since Li forgets you promised Yang Zui, he has to accept his order to attend it.

Although he didn't understand what the poetry club was all about, Yang Zuan's meaning should be like a competition. Otherwise, why should he get back the first place?

It's useless to think more. I'll know when I go today. If it's just simple, it's simpler than writing poetry. Li forgot to worry and didn't believe that in the Zhenguan period of the Tang Dynasty, who could be more powerful than the Tang and Song poems in his head.

I found a snack shop selling breakfast with my Niu brothers in the workshop.

The firewood under the stove in the shop was booming. A shirtless hu man banged pancakes. The white gas in the steamer was steaming up. The newly baked sesame Hu cake was golden, bright, fragrant and crisp, which made Li forget his worries and had a big appetite.

"Man, ten steamed cakes and ten baked cakes, and three bowls of soup." Li Qieyou asked the Niu brothers to sit down and the shop clerk to get food.

Steamed buns, steamed buns, flower rolls, Shaomai and steamed dumplings are all called steamed cakes. The only difference is that there is no stuffing and how they look.

When the steamed cake with stuffing was bitten, the oil flowed smoothly, and the big bowl of soft noodle soup was even more enjoyable for Li forgetful and the cattle brothers.

However, the Niu brothers were big enough to eat more. Almost all the ten steamed cakes and ten baked cakes were destroyed by the two people, and they didn't seem to have enough to eat.

Li forgot to worry about making a fortune last night. How can he be stingy.

He hurriedly asked the waiter to send ten steamed cakes and ten baked cakes and two bowls of soup. Only then did the Niu brothers finally get rid of their arms and eat happily.

He snored and drank the soup. Niu Wu's eyes were shining with satisfaction: "I haven't eaten so full for a long time, Xiao Lang, thank you."

"What's the matter? Why did the two brothers say that? Can you accompany me to Chang'an city to protect my safety? I can make the two brothers hungry."

Niu Yong didn't speak, but thanked Li Qieyou with one arm.

"Two brothers, I don't know if you should ask?"

"Xiao Lang, just say anything."

"I see two brothers Kong Wuli. Why don't you have enough to eat?" Li forgot to worry. He wanted to ask after coming out of Dingzhou village, but he didn't mean to speak.

Today, everyone knew a lot, and he finally asked his doubts.

Niu Yong was silent and replied, "there are thirty-seven family members of paoze, my brother who died in the war, and nine who are physically disabled and unable to make a living..."

He didn't finish his words, but Li forgot to worry immediately to figure out the meaning.

It turns out that the Niu brothers not only want to support themselves, but also provide relief to the family members who died in the war and the disabled paoze families who lost their ability to work in the village.

Li forgets worry to stand up and respectfully salutes the Niu brothers: "two brothers, it's the boy Meng lang."

"Xiao Lang, it has nothing to do with you."

"I dare ask you two brothers, are those in the village killed or injured in battle with Turks?"

Niu Wu nodded: "yes, we decided that there were 60 conscripts in Zhoucun in those years, all of whom were organized in a guard house to guard Yanmen pass. After Daye's war with the Turks in the 11th year, 37 people died, and the other 23 people were disabled. Nine of them almost lost their hands and legs, and the other 14 were almost injured."

"Hateful! Really hateful! I wish I could kill all the barbarians!" Li forgot to worry and hit him heavily on the table. He wanted to vent his grievances, but he hit his fist so painful that he couldn't help covering his hands and showing his teeth.

This made the Niu brothers laugh inexplicably, but they were moved.

Li Xiaolang, love and righteousness!

Li forgets to worry, but feels oppressed in his heart. He always feels that he is blocked as heavy as a stone, and he doesn't know how to vent.

There are 127 families in the village, and 60 people go to battle. That's 60 families, half of the village households!

More than half of the sixty soldiers were killed, and almost none were in good health.

These former government soldiers resisted the grassland hungry wolves and Turks. They protected the Chinese nation, but now the Tang government has almost completely forgotten them. How hateful!

He remembered the song "loyalty to the country" of later generations. He couldn't help beating the table and singing loudly:

Wolf smoke rises from the river and mountains and looks north

The Dragon rolls up and the horse hisses. The sword is as strong as frost

The heart is like the vast Yellow River

Who can resist in twenty years

Hatred and lust are directed by the long knife

How many brothers and sisters are buried in other villages

……

After he roared again and again, he just felt happy, and the suffocation in his heart was released with the song. But Niu Yong and Niu Wu on one side stood on the spot as if they had been struck by lightning.

"Hate is crazy, the long knife is aimed at, how many loyal souls of hands and feet are buried in other villages..." Niu Yong murmured, but tears in his eyes could not restrain his whereabouts.

Niu Wu roared like a beast: "brother, I hate you so much!"

Many people around the snack bar were stunned by Li forgetful's voice. People have never heard such a strange song. But the lyrics were so passionate and heroic that they heard people's blood surging up.

"Good! What a great Tang Dynasty! Let the four sides celebrate!" suddenly someone clapped and shouted.

In the original lyrics, it was "Great China wants the four sides to congratulate", which was changed into Datang by Li forgetful.

Looking for his voice, Li forgot to worry, but he was a strange man in Chinese clothes, about thirty years old.

"Xiao Lang, does this song have a name?"

"Serve the country faithfully."