The best idlers of the Tang Dynasty

In Chang'an in June, after a rain, the weather suddenly became hot without warning. The hot summer was in the sky, and Du Rui had no intention of studying. In this era without electric fans and air conditioners, he wanted to survive. This kind of weather is really not an easy task.

Du Rui was quite shrewd. After the winemaking was successful, he not only asked Eucommia to buy food for emergencies, but also stocked up on ice cubes, so that he could spend the summer heat with a little ease.

"Young master is still smart. If you didn't store so much ice back then, we really don't know how to spend this summer!" Baochai said while directing Du Pingyuan and his brothers to carry ice cubes into Du Rui's study.

"Naturally, people outside now say that our young master is Wenquxing Linfan!" With a master like Du Rui, Du Pingsheng is also honored.

Du Rui was reading "Historical Records" with a copy of "Historical Records". After hearing Du Pingsheng's words, he reprimanded: "Don't talk nonsense! What kind of Wenquxing, outsiders talk nonsense, you also spread it. If it spreads to other people's ears, you may not be sure." How to arrange me!"

In this feudal society, only God is the only righteous god in the world, the son of heaven, and the rest of the subjects can only be mortals. If Du Rui is some kind of literary star, how embarrassing is the emperor.

Du Pingsheng was reprimanded by Du Rui, but he didn't take it seriously, stuck out his tongue, stopped talking, and continued to work on him.

Du Rui then asked Baochai, "Baochai! The three aunts, can I send the ice?"

Baochai replied: "Don't worry about it, young master, Aunt Ma has already sent it over there!"

Du Rui nodded, suddenly thought of something, and said, "Don't send too much ice to Aunt Ji, remember to cover it with a copper basin when you send it, Miss Wu is weak, don't be shocked by the cold air! You sisters spend too much time Don't worry, take care of it!"

Baochai smiled and said, "Forget it, young master! You have already instructed me many times yesterday! How can the servants not care about it!"

Du Rui thought for a while, and it seemed that he was really wordy, so he laughed at himself and said, "That's good! That's good!"

In the previous life, Du Rui had no relatives. His parents and only younger sister were buried in a fire. After being reborn, Duan Xuan attached great importance to family ties. Although the three daughters of Ma Shi and others were not the sisters of Du Rui's first wife , but the difference is almost the same. Du Rui values ​​them equally.

At this time Yuan Chun walked in, carrying a bowl of sour plum soup, put it on Du Rui's desk, and said softly, "Young master! Drinking a bowl of sour plum soup can relieve the heat!"

Du Rui put down the "Historical Records" in his hand, took it quickly, took a sip, and immediately felt comfortable all over, from the coolness in his throat to his stomach, it was extremely comfortable.

"Is it all sent elsewhere!?" Du Rui asked.

Yuan Chun said: "Don't worry, young master, Yingchun and the others have all been sent there! Fifth Miss's sour plum soup also added ginseng slices according to the young master's instructions, young master! Are you reading "Historical Records"?"

Du Rui was taken aback, and said with a smile, "Have you also read books?"

Yuan Chun said: "When I was at home, my father taught me. Back then, my slave's father liked to read "Historical Records", saying that there are great truths hidden in it! Great wisdom!"

When Yuan Chun talked about her father, his expression darkened for a while.Du Rui's heart was also moved when he saw it. There are endless struggles in this world. Although the dynasty is set off to be more brilliant, it is the common people who suffer.

Du Rui hurriedly changed the subject, and said with a smile: "You can know the ups and downs by taking history as a mirror! History books have recorded the rise and fall of all dynasties since the Five Emperors of Yan and Huang. Only by summarizing the experience of our ancestors and using them for reference can we find a real way to govern the country. road!"

"Brother Xian is talking about the truth again!"

Before the person arrived, the voice came first. Du Rui didn't need to guess to know that it was Li Chengqian who came. Every day at this time, Li Chengqian would go out of the palace and come to his house to ask for advice, so he smiled and said: "Your Highness is still outside, hurry up!" Come in, escape the heat!"

The door was pushed open, and Li Chengqian had already walked in. Suddenly, he felt a burst of cold air, which made Li Chengqian groan comfortably. Looking around, he saw that in Du Rui's study, there were large copper basins everywhere. Full of freezing ice.

"Young brother will enjoy it, even my father didn't enjoy it like this. When I leave today, I have to take some ice cubes with me. The weather is so hot."

Li Chengqian also came and went frequently in this Du mansion, Baochai and other women all knew the current crown prince, and hurriedly bowed their knees to salute.

Li Chengqian and the people in Du Rui's house were not out of sight either, since he was a child he didn't have the habit of being superior, and he has been king in Zhongshan County for many years, he knows the sufferings of the people very well, he waved his hands hurriedly and said: "Okay! No need to be too polite!"

Knowing Li Chengqian's temper, Du Rui said with a smile: "Yuanchun! Go get another bowl of sour plum soup to relieve His Highness!"

Yuanchun and Baochai both withdrew after hearing the words.

Li Chengqian looked at it and couldn't help laughing: "Your brother is really lucky, such a handsome maid can't be compared even in the palace."

Du Rui smiled and said: "Your Highness is the heir apparent of a country, so is there still a lack of beautiful maids?"

Li Chengqian was speechless after being asked by Du Rui, laughed awkwardly, and said, "You bastard, you still come to make fun of me!"

Speaking of picking up the sour plum soup brought by Baochai, after drinking the sour plum soup, Li Chengqian couldn't help praising it, saying: "My dear brother! How is this sour plum soup made? It's cold, sweet, sour and refreshing. It's really a good thing!"

Standing behind Du Rui, Tan Chun who was fanning him said, "My young master made this."

"Oh!" Li Chengqian couldn't help being amazed when he heard the words, and said, "My dear brother still has such a skill, I must teach the orphan later, and I will also do it for my father and mother when I go back! Mother's body has not been very refreshing, and now the weather It's hot, and my mother's spirit is not very good these days!"

Du Rui said: "Where is it so troublesome to use, Baochai, you go and take Mr. Hengda to the kitchen to fill a big bucket, fill it with ice cubes, and send it to the East Palace!"

Li Chengqian said with a smile, "Thank you for that! That girl in Ankang thinks it's hot and doesn't want to come out. If I had known that you have sour plum soup, I'm afraid she would have flown here!"

Du Rui didn't dare to say anything, so he asked Yuan Chun to put another big bucket in the gatehouse for the scholars who came here admiringly. Since the food crisis in Daguan passed, Du Rui's fans flocked again, every day. Looking in front of the Du Mansion, looking forward to seeing the legendary child prodigy, it's a pity that Du Rui refused to wander around in this hot weather, but those scholars were basking in the sun, and some people suffered from heatstroke from time to time Du Rui thought of this way, bringing some iced sour plum soup every day to dispel the heat for those people.

Now that the food case has passed for a long time, under Du Rui's teaching and persuasion, Li Chengqian has also regained his confidence. Li Chengqian has also handled the errands assigned by Taizong in recent times, and the reserve position of the East Palace has become more stable.

"My virtuous brother is really kind!" Li Chengqian praised Du Rui repeatedly when he saw that Du Rui was so thoughtful.

Du Rui laughed and said: "Your Highness is absurdly praised. The so-called little brother is just a small kindness, which can make the people of the world live and work in peace and contentment, provide for the elderly, and educate the few. Great kindness, His Highness should encourage himself!"

Li Chengqian hurriedly got up when he heard the words, and bowed to Du Rui: "Your brother is right, I am alone!"

Ever since Emperor Taizong asked Li Chengqian to worship Du Rui as his teacher, the relationship between the two has been like this. They are both teachers and friends, but under Du Rui's insistence, Li Chengqian finally stopped calling Du Rui Master, and the two are still equals.

Li Chengqian sat back and saw "Historical Records" in Du Rui's hand, and said, "Your brother also likes to read "Historical Records"!?"

Du Rui picked up the book, raised it up and said: "There is great wisdom here. It is the swan song of historians. The rhymeless Li Sao can make people understand right from wrong, and know good and evil. My little brother is just free to read!"

Seeing this, Li Chengqian said with a smile: "The swan song of the historian, the Lisao without rhyme! My younger brother is really talented, as talented as a virtuous younger brother, I am afraid that it will take up all the talents in the world. In the past, Cao Zijian was so talented, but he was just a seeker." The scholar of Zhang Jieju, my virtuous brother has great wisdom, maybe in the future, like Tai Shigong and Ban Dingyuan, he can compile a history book and pass it on to future generations!"

Although Li Chengqian was joking, it was different in Du Rui's ears. Du Rui couldn't help but be tempted by the words of writing a history book by himself. Among the literati of all dynasties, except for those who wrote poems and lyrics, they were really superb. , and there are a few that can be handed down to future generations. Except for the eight great masters of Tang and Song Dynasties, the rest are just mediocre. However, Sima Qian's "Historical Records" will last forever, and Sima Guang's "Zizhi Tongjian" is also highly respected. The famous Mao Taizu often held a scroll in his hand and read it non-stop. Now "Historical Records" is naturally impossible to do, but if "Zi Zhi Tong Jian" can be published in advance, wouldn't it also make him immortal.

Although Du Rui has little interest in fame and fortune, facing such a good opportunity to become famous in later generations, Du Rui couldn't help being moved. If he doesn't do history, he can't be called a master. He just wants to be a literary thief again. how.

Sima Guang, I'm sorry!

Having made up his mind, Du Rui didn't feel how hard this summer was. He had a good chat with Li Chengqian, and from time to time he talked about the principles of governing the country as a king, which benefited Li Chengqian a lot.

Generally, nobles from the Tian family are most impatient with other people's preaching, especially those Confucian scholars who like to drop their schoolbags, who say the principles of saints. When Du Rui taught Li Chengqian, he never said what Li Chengqian should do. Subtly, the recent few errands were completed, which also greatly appreciated Taizong.

The two were talking, when suddenly the door of the study was knocked open, and it was Du Yunlian who ran in. The little girl was obviously impatient with the heat, her forehead was covered with a thin layer of sweat, and her little face was also sunburned. flushed.

"Third Brother! Third Brother! Come and play with me!"