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Li Shimin didn't sleep all night, and as soon as it was clear, he sent an order to the Yamen to issue a notice to clarify the truth about the evil rumors that Qin Xianren had not revealed some time ago.
It is said that after a period of busy work by Immortal Qin, the imperial court has enough food, and people can go to the food points set up by the government to buy cheap food.
Only then did the people know that Immortal Qin, who had not been seen for a while, actually ran into the palace to ripen the grain all day long so that they would not be hungry.
Some servants and relatives who work in the Qin family spread the word, saying that every day the eldest young master goes to the palace in high spirits and returns home pale and weak, saying that all the food may have been condensed with Qin Xianren's spirit. Made!
Once the notice comes out, the people feel at ease.
The common people took grain bags, dustpans and other containers and headed straight to the grain sales point.
"Although the court said there was enough food, the people who had experienced the disaster only believed that they did not panic because they had food in their hands. Anyway, the government was now selling food, and the price remained the same as before.
??Buy more food and prepare it so that your whole family won't go hungry when a disaster strikes.
After reading the notice from the government, the grain merchants were still there, not at all anxious.
They are not as easy to fool as the common people! Especially the leading grain merchants, who are all shopkeepers of grain shops of famous families, and there are people in their court!
The people don¡¯t know how much the imperial court is short of food, but they know it all!
Although the notice says that there is a Qin Immortal who can call the wind and rain to ripen grains in violation of seasonal rules, but how much can he ripen?
Chang'an has a population of more than 300,000!
Although people call the Marquis of Qin an immortal, they are just praising him! The immortal is his master, and now he is just a mortal with some magical means!
Even if he can ripen the grain, he is alone after all. When the court's grain reserves run out, won't the common people have to go to their stores to buy grain?
snort! These mud-legged people are now holding the court's stinky feet. When the court has no food to sell, won't they still have to come to their shop to buy food? By then the price will not be what it is today!
They originally thought that they would open the shop today and put out a little food to prevent these people from starving to death. Since they are so ignorant, why should they open the door? Continue the closed-door strike! There are always these people begging for their day!
The grain selling point was tightly surrounded and there were more than a dozen long queues. Qin Lang took a look at it from a distance and stopped paying attention, taking Xiao Cheng back home.
The day after tomorrow he was going to attend a poetry meeting. He had to exchange Tang and Song poems first, find some poems praising plum blossoms, and memorize them with Xiao Cheng to prepare for the poetry meeting.
After driving Xiao Cheng to the side hall to drink tea with his adoptive father, Qin Lang raided the system store and redeemed Tang poetry and Song poetry. He thought it should be a physical book, but he didn't expect that after the exchange, six thick books turned into one The light penetrated into his mind.
In an instant, waves of dizziness came over him, and poems and famous songs flashed through his mind. After a while, the dizziness disappeared. It was as if a poem had been engraved into his mind, and he could use it whenever he wanted. come out.
Qin Lang laid out the rice paper and wrote two poems eloquently.
This is for Xiao Cheng, he no longer needs to recite it.
After blowing on the ink to dry, Qin Lang opened the door and went to the side hall with two poems.
Xiao Cheng was drinking tea with Qin Qiong at this time. He drank a lot of tea under Qin Qiong's torture. When he shook it a little, he felt a "bang, bang, dang" sound coming from his stomach.
Xiao Cheng really didn¡¯t want to drink anymore, but he was too embarrassed to refuse Uncle Qin¡¯s warm greeting. When he was in a dilemma, he suddenly saw Qin Lang¡¯s figure appearing at the door. He was overjoyed and rushed over happily.
"Alang, Alang, I just thought that Xuanying said yesterday that he hadn't seen you for a long time and wanted to go out with you."
Seeing how interesting he was, he knew that if he left his brother here, it would be Alang who would be tortured by Uncle Qin, so he would take his brother out even if he found an excuse, so as to avoid the harsh punishment of being filled with tea.
Qin Lang hilariously avoided Xiao Cheng and rushed towards the iron tower-like body, raising his eyebrows with a smirk: "I just received a message from Xuan Ying yesterday, why didn't I hear him say that he misses me so much?"
"As soon as Xiao Cheng stuck his butt out, he knew what he was going to do. Didn't he just drink a few sips of tea? How could he be afraid of it?
The same goes for my adoptive father. From the time he learned how to make tea, not only the guests who came to his home were poisoned by him and were caught and drank a lot of tea, but even his own family members were not spared.
Now Qin Wei doesn¡¯t even dare to come outNow that my adoptive father is in front of me, I avoid him every day! If he hadn't still lived in the Qin Mansion, he might not have even dared to step through the door of the Duke Yi's Mansion!
"This" Xiao Cheng choked and his face fell. He didn't know why his brother wanted to tear him down. He secretly tugged on Qin Lang's sleeve and said with an apologetic smile: "Maybe he forgot. He just gave me the gift last night. I sent a message saying that we will gather together at Taibai Tower today."
"I almost forgot about this, I just remembered it." Xiao Cheng said as he dragged Qin Lang out: "Let's go, let's go, don't let that kid wait."
Qin Qiong looked at the tea that had just been brewed with pity on her face, and waved to Qin Lang: "Go, go, you young people can get together more if you have nothing to do, just come back early for dinner in the evening."
After thinking for a while, he smiled at Xiao Cheng and said, "Nephew Cheng Xian, come to the house more often when you have nothing to do. Uncle will make tea for you! This fried tea is not sold in the Tang Dynasty. It is very rare."
"I see that you like drinking tea. If you want to drink it, come here. There is not much else at home, and there is enough tea!"
"Ahthen, okay." Xiao Cheng nodded reluctantly.
Still want to drink! Is Uncle Qin going crazy because of the fried tea?
Qin Lang looked at Xiao Cheng's face that collapsed after hearing these words, and his eyes were filled with a look of despair and he almost stopped laughing.
"Then foster father, Chumo and I are leaving. Don't drink too much of this tea, or you won't be able to sleep at night."
"Don't worry, as a father, I love making tea. I always ask others to drink it, and I can't drink much myself." Qin Qiong said with a smile: "Have someone call the housekeeper over. This tea has been brewed, so it can't be wasted."
"Okay, I'll call someone for you, my child." Qin Lang held back a smile and put his arms around Xiao Cheng's neck as he walked out of the side hall. He casually called a servant and asked him to call the housekeeper, Uncle Qin, to meet his father in the side hall.
Just after leaving the side hall, Xiao Cheng rushed out in a few steps. After he was a little far away from the side hall, he patted his chest and breathed a sigh of relief: "Alang, Uncle Qin has become so scary now! Why does he like to grab people to drink tea? ah?"
"Aren't you satisfied that the Duke made tea for you?" Qin Lang patted Xiao Cheng's head with the rice paper in his hand: "Most people can't drink that tea, and my adoptive father is willing to make tea for you just because he sees you being close to him! "
"Here, take a look." Ignoring Xiao Cheng's bitter look on his face, he handed the rice paper in his hand to him: "This is the poem I wrote for you. Take it and memorize it carefully. Don't lose Uncle Cheng at the poetry meeting in the future. I have to take another beating for my face!¡±
"Hehe, we are indeed brothers! It's done!" Xiao Cheng took it with a smile, looked down, and didn't see what was good or bad about the poem: "Okay, I'll start memorizing it tonight. "
"I just made an excuse to go to Taibai Building. Where are we brothers going now?" Xiao Cheng said and his face dropped again: "I don't want to go home, otherwise I will be detained and unable to get out. Neither can you. Wait, otherwise Uncle Qin can drink tea and drink me to death!" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com