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Chapter 18 Can't Be Proud

"I see you, Your Majesty!"

Li Shimin waved his hands and said, "I came here in modest clothes, you don't have to be formal, just keep yourselves down. I came following the aroma of wine, and there is such a strong aroma of wine in Chang'an City."

When everyone got up, Cheng Yaojin hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, this is a new strong wine made by Su Cheng. It's called Burning Knife. I just want to offer it to Your Majesty!"

Li Shimin naturally knew that it was Su Cheng who did it, but he still felt very upset when he heard the name Su Cheng.

It's not good to be unhappy, but the aroma of this wine is too tempting.

Li Shimin is also a person who loves wine, so he was immediately aroused by the smell of wine.

After entering the hall, Cheng Yaojin asked Li Shimin to sit up, and then opened a jar of wine and filled it up. Li Jing reminded: "Your Majesty, the Shaodaozi wine is as its name suggests, with a strong taste, suitable for a small drink and a slow drink."

The aroma of this wine was so strong, after Li Shimin nodded slightly, he couldn't wait to raise his glass and took a sip, and suddenly a spicy and mellow taste filled his mouth.

Li Shimin narrowed his eyes, looking like he was enjoying himself, he took a long breath and praised: "What a strong wine! What a mellow wine!"

Cheng Yaojin grinned and said: "This wine is strong enough. This is what men should drink. After drinking this wine, I feel that the salamander I drank before was for women!"

Li Shimin took another sip, nodded and said: "After drinking Shaodaozi, drinking other wines is really tasteless! It's such a beautiful day, and there are Shaodao wines. Come, everyone, don't be cautious, let's get drunk tonight."

The room finally became quieter, Cheng Chumo and the others all looked at Su Cheng with complicated eyes.

Li Zhen sighed: "Su Cheng, your poetic talent is really shocking. You wrote a random poem and it caused a sensation."

Others also nodded and said, "Yes, it's amazing!"

Any poem?This is not just any poem, but Su Cheng didn't bother to explain, and said with a smile: "I have a specialization in art, I have no strength to restrain a chicken, and I have no other specialties, so I can only know a few poems. You are all amazing in martial arts and proficient in poetry." The art of war and strategy are all generals, but they cannot be compared with my few poems."

Su Cheng's words reached their hearts. Although they had never led the army, they always wanted to lead the army and become a general.

As the saying goes, telling the truth after drinking, Su Cheng's words immediately opened up their chatterbox.

"Everyone in Chang'an thinks we are dandies, how do we know our distress? Why do we practice martial arts so hard? We want to gallop on the battlefield!"

"Yes, a good man who roams the battlefield and seals his wife and son, how can he rest on the merits of his father's generation and wait to die?"

"Yes, we also want to make meritorious service, and we also want to show people all over the world that we are not dudes, and we are also good men who can fight well!"

"Oh, what a pity, there is no chance!"

The corners of Su Cheng's mouth twitched, what's wrong with being a dude?I can't wait to be a dude!

The problem is that I have no chance at all!

Su Cheng sighed and asked, "Could it be that your uncles don't allow you to join the army?"

Cheng Chumo explained: "That's not true, the main reason is that there is no war now."

Although Su Cheng didn't know much about history, he still remembered some of it vaguely, and asked a little doubtfully, "Hasn't the Turks always been unstable?"

Qin Huaidao sighed: "There is bound to be a war between the Tang Dynasty and the Turks. Your Majesty wants to fight the Turks in his dreams. The problem is that the people's livelihood is dying soon after the dynasty is established. Food and grass are not enough. I don't know when it will be!"

Li Zhen nodded and said, "Well, many people died of starvation in the severe drought last year, and there is no way to save food!"

Yuchi Baolin put down his wine glass heavily, and sighed: "It would be great if rice can be planted twice a year, so that we can accumulate food, not only will people not starve to death, but also have food and grass to send troops to fight!"

Cheng Chumo, Qin Huaidao and others laughed together and said, "What are you dreaming of?"

Yuchi Baolin smiled awkwardly, only Su Cheng couldn't help but feel moved, isn't it normal for rice to be harvested twice a year?

Su Cheng couldn't help thinking. He vaguely remembered that the rice that was harvested twice a year came from a small country in the south. It seemed to be called Zhancheng rice. Could it be that it hadn't been introduced to Tang Dynasty?

Su Cheng pondered: "It's not impossible for rice to be harvested twice a year!"

Qin Huaidao and their eyes immediately focused on Su Cheng, and they all shook their heads and said, "How can rice be harvested twice a year, old Su, you drink too much!"

Su Cheng shook his head and said: "What I said is true. My master traveled all over the world. I once heard him say that he once went to a small country in the south. It seems to be called Champa. There is a kind of rice there that can Planting it twice a year, if this rice is introduced into Datang, wouldn’t it increase the grain production every year?”

Immediately, Cheng Chumo and the others were all in high spirits: "Really? Is there really rice that is harvested twice a year?"

Su Cheng nodded and said, "Can I still lie to you? That place is called Zhancheng, and it should be in the south. Unfortunately, it's too far away from us, and I don't know the exact location!"

Yuchi Baolin patted his thigh and said: "What's the matter, as long as you know the name of the place, we can send people south to look for it. Once you find it, it will be a great achievement!"

Cheng Chumo also nodded and said: "Yes, this is a good thing that benefits the country and the people!"

Li Zhen shouted: "Then what are you waiting for? Let's go back and send someone south to look for it!"

At this time, Fang Yizhi said slowly: "A small country in the south? Isn't there a Sifang Pavilion?"

A word to wake up the dreamer!

"That's right! There is the Sifang Pavilion! Let's just go to the Sifang Pavilion and ask!"

"What are you waiting for?"

"Brothers, let's go! Go to the Sifang Pavilion!"

The Sifang Pavilion is a place to receive envoys from various countries, especially many small countries send people to stay in Chang'an all the year round, and they live in the Sifang Pavilion.

Satisfied with wine and food, everyone walked downstairs excitedly, which immediately alarmed the entire Xiangmanlou.

Especially the girls in Xiangmanlou are very enthusiastic.

"Master Su!"

"Master Su, how about I sing a little song for you?"

……

The sweet voices of the girls in Xiangmanlou were full of enthusiasm and reluctance, but Su Cheng's current thoughts were all on Champa Rice.

I, Su Cheng, am a promising young man with ideals and morals, how can I love sex?

Anyway, I can't run away.

After going down the Xiangmanlou and walking on the long street, Xiangmanlou's shouts seemed to be heard from the upstairs next to it, and suddenly many girls focused their eyes on Su Cheng.

"Master Su, come and listen to a little song, my family is good at playing flute!"

"Ah, Mr. Su, my family admires you so much!"

"Mr. Su, I would like to recommend myself as a pillow mat. I beg you to favor me!"

"Master Su, my girl Yudie invites you!"

……

There were such shouts all over the long street, and Su Cheng finally realized what a brothel is.

But, don't be proud, Su Cheng silently told himself that he was still far from Liu Yong's realm.

(End of this chapter)