Little Detective of the Tang Dynasty: What to do if you are beheaded at the beginning?

Di Renjie stood quietly, watching Song Zhen playing the piano.

He was infected by the sadness of the song.

He asked curiously, "What song is this?"

Song Zhen paused, lowered his head and muttered, ""Missing through time and space""

Missing through time and space? Can people really travel through time and space?

Does time and space represent the meaning of time and space?

Di Renjie couldn't help but think of his wife who was far away in Bingzhou. He seemed to have not seen her several times since he married her, and the two of them had never had sex.

At that time, both of them were too young, and neither of them dared to cross the line, and they were shy with each other.

Not long after getting married, he went to another place to participate in the Mingjing imperial examination.

After taking the exam several times in a row, he finally achieved success.

However, he was assigned to Bianzhou, which was very far away from his hometown, and it was difficult for him to return several times a year.

Now that I think about it, my wife should have reached the age of peaches and plums, right?

Di Renjie gradually shed a line of tears as the sad tune played.

I'm sorry, Mu Zhi.

I've pledged my life to the country, but I can't pledge my life to you.

He planned to treat her well after returning to Bianzhou.

After the song -

Di Renjie wiped his eyes in a panic, and he regained his normal look and asked, "Why does the sound of the huqin always carry an lingering sadness?"

Song Zhen pursed his lips, lowered his head and plucked the strings: "Because the huqin has only two strings, they depend on each other."

In fact, there is another sentence behind it.

The erhu has only two strings, but there is always one in the middle that stirs things up.

The damn fate became the third party between Song Zhen and his fiancée.

His eyes were slightly red, and he didn't dare to look up.

Di Renjie thought of his wife who was far away in Bingzhou, while Song Zhen thought of his lifelong love, Li Mengting, who was far away more than 1,400 years later.

It's really bad, this song title is a bit difficult to listen to.

I didn't understand the meaning of the song when I first heard it, but I was already in the song when I listened to it again.

Actually, Erhu is fine, but if it is played with Suona, I am afraid that the listeners will have the urge to commit suicide for love.

"Mourning Across Time and Space"?

Di Renjie saw that Song Zhen was not in a good mood, so he did not disturb him and chose to go back to his room quietly.

In the rain, Song Zhen played "Missing Across Time and Space" over and over again, telling his unspeakable feelings.

A sad person stopped and stared at him blankly.

"He, seems to be alone?"

"He is indeed alone."

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In Fengqiu County, Bianzhou, every household began to hang lanterns and decorate with lights, and a festive atmosphere was everywhere.

Today is New Year's Eve, and tomorrow is New Year's Day.

According to the customs of the Tang Dynasty, on New Year's Eve, the whole family gathered together to eat New Year's Eve dinner.

Since Song Zhen and Di Renjie were both widows and their relatives were not in Bianzhou, they came to Huichunfang for a banquet.

Chunhua, Xiahe, Qiugu, Dongxue, the four most beautiful girls in Huichunfang, as well as two young girls, Pipa and Huqin, and Tian Qi were also present.

Changsun Lan, the owner of Huichunfang, stood up, holding up her wine glass and smiled at Song Zhen and Di Renjie.

"Thank you two officials for taking care of Huichunfang, solving the mystery of the Hu people, and exonerating Xia He. I toast you a glass."

Changsun Lan was right. If the murder case had not been found out in the end to be the Hu people's own death, it would definitely have a great impact on Huichunfang's business.

Time will make people forget. Later, guests came one after another and wanted to spend a good night with Miss Xia He.

But she declined one by one.

In her heart, she still couldn't let go of Song Lang.

Di Renjie said modestly, while Song Zhen smiled and then began to eat the food carelessly.

Before the Tang Dynasty, people had separate meals when they had dinner together. In the Tang Dynasty, a new thing was born - chairs.

Therefore, the traditional way of eating on the floor changed and was transformed into a shared meal system similar to the postmodern style.

When preparing meals, it is no longer a small portion for each person, but all are served on a plate, sitting around a table, eating and drinking, and talking freely.

After Changsun Lan toasted, it was the turn of Miss Xia He, and her beautiful eyes were always on Song Zhen.

"Song Lang, thank you." These five short words contain thousands of words.

Song Zhen just nodded lightly, picked up a bowl of special boiled tea, raised it, and took a sip.

This boiled tea is indeed special. Song Zhen completely reproduced the postmodern oil tea. Anyway, it doesn't taste so dark, so it's acceptable.

Then, everyone toasted Song Zhen and Di Renjie.

Song Zhen always drank tea instead of wine. Everyone knew that Song Lang was not good at drinking, so he didn't say much.

When Tian Qi stood up, he accidentally bumped into Song Zhen because of his large movements, causing him to swallow the tea.A mouthful.

"Alang! From now on, I, Tian Qi, will follow you! If you tell me to go east, I will never go west!"

After shouting loudly, Tian Qi did not wait for Song Zhen to respond, and drank it all in one gulp. It can be seen that he is indeed a rough man who does not care about trivial matters.

After drinking, Tian Qi smiled innocently and wiped the corner of his mouth with his sleeve.

Ouch, what are you doing? Are you repaying kindness with resentment? Song Zhen coughed for a while and rolled his eyes at Tian Qi with resentment.

The New Year's Eve dinner was very rich, with fish, meat, wine, tea, and a variety of desserts.

This table has ten meat dishes and ten vegetarian dishes, which can be said to be a big deal.

Song Zhen's favorite food is sashimi, and no one argues with him.

In addition to big fish and meat, the "Five Spicy Plate" must be eaten during the Spring Festival in the Tang Dynasty, which is a dish made up of five spicy vegetables: garlic, shallot, leek, cloud moss, and coriander.

Song Zhen didn't like to eat this stuff, but he followed the local customs and ate a bite.

"Shouzheng, you can't not drink on New Year's Day." Di Renjie raised a bowl and handed it to Song Zhen, and Tian Qi picked up the wine jar and poured wine into it.

Song Zhen smelled it, and it seemed that the taste was different from ordinary green wine.

"This is Tusu wine." Di Renjie grabbed a handful of peppercorns and put them in his bowl, "The weather is cold, remember to add this."

Song Zhen frowned and drank it down.

I blanched it, so spicy! The taste of this wine is almost as spicy as the unblended wine in postmodern times.

However, after the spiciness, it began to turn sweet in the mouth.

Song Zhen felt that his whole body began to heat up, and he took off his robe.

Looking around, it turned out that everyone had already faded, and he was the only one.

After eating the staple food, it was time for dessert.

On New Year's Day, every household in the Tang Dynasty had to eat a kind of sweet called "Jiaoya Tang".

Tang, the taste is similar to the sticky maltose in postmodern times, sticky to the teeth.

Tonight is the most filling night for Song Zhen since he came to Datang for almost two months.

It is indeed a unique experience to experience the food customs of Datang that are different from postmodern times.

......

After finishing the New Year's Eve dinner, it is time to prepare for the performance.

Everyone has practiced for more than half a month, and tonight is the time to test the results of their work.

One by one, guests began to come to Huichunfang with their families.

Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night.

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