Tang Yun

Chapter 22: Grape wine

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"Master, do you miss him?"

Qian Wu's body trembled when he heard that he said that he didn't want to miss it. It was fake. Every time when he went back, his son looked at his eyes but he didn't dare to get close. He knew he was his father and never called out. Zhuo Xin's pain made him feel painful every time he thought of it.

"Didn't the emperor let the master go back to reunite with his family?"

Qian Wu did not answer, but Zhao Qian smiled and said: "The master asked him to go back and spend time with his family more than once, and he also asked how many of us want to leave home at any time, but we are used to this kind of life, and we feel uncomfortable when we go back. ."

Li Kuan nodded thoughtfully. He understood that they, who have lived in the palace all year round, would not be able to adapt if they returned to their hometown. Qian Wuyin had too many hatreds. It can be said to be retribution or avoidance. He was hidden in the palace and served as the junior superintendent in the palace.

Qian Wu has a home and cannot go back. Zhao Qian is on the contrary. He is homeless. The experience of the two makes people feel helpless. Suddenly the three of them became silent, and the atmosphere of the Cuihua Hall also made people feel a faint sadness floating in the air.

"Old Qian, if you want to go back, go back and stay for a while!" At this moment, Li Yuan pushed in and looked at Qian Wu and Zhao Qian and said sincerely, "I am no longer the emperor, so I don't have to appear in the ministers. In front of you, you have already paid off the kindness you had back then. It can be said that I owe you favors. If you hadn't saved me over and over again, I wouldn't be able to live now."

Qian Wu and Zhao Qian were startled, they got up quickly and said in unison: "Master!"

"Grandfather Emperor!" Li Kuan was also taken aback, and hurriedly stood up, thinking: "When did Grandpa come?"

"Sit down!"

Li Yuan has been exempted from all the etiquette, and he was at ease in the Da'an Palace. He never wore formal court clothes. He almost always served in his place. He is no longer the emperor. Naturally, he does not have to do everything himself, just like the elders of ordinary people. Raising flowers, reading books and playing chess, everything else has been completely put down.

"Master, the wine is coming!" The crowd took a break. Before speaking, the princes came to four jars of wine. Li Kuan roughly estimated that there would be four catties per jar. The alcohol content is not as high as that of later generations. So much wine is drunk. It's choking to go down.

Li Yuan came from a family of generals, and drinking was one of his favorites. In terms of age, the four of them liked Li Yuan the oldest, followed by Wang Huai, Qian Wu again, and finally Zhao Qian. Even if Li Yuan is 65 years old, he still has two drinks every day. It is natural to say that the best drinker is Qian Wu, who was born in the grass and walked around the rivers and lakes.

Before Li Yuan ascended the throne and became emperor, there was a time when the three of them competed for alcohol. The first to fall was himself. Qian Wu was still in good spirits after drinking. Since then, Li Yuan has never tried alcohol with them. It's not that I came here by accident today, maybe Li Yuan never found out that he had overlooked a lot of things.

"Wine?" Li Kuan eagerly looked at each of the four people and one altar. The shape of the wine jar could not be seen in the dim candlelight, but when the wine was poured, he knew that the wine was wine at a glance, and he couldn't help but chant: "The grape wine luminous cup, if you want to drink the pipa, immediately remind it. Drunk lying on the battlefield, Lord Grim, how many people will fight back in ancient times?"

Suddenly, the poem by Li Kuan made Li Yuan and the other four look at him. In an instant, the thoughts of the four of them seemed to be returning to the scene when they were fighting on the battlefield. Li Yuan asked strangely: "Kuan'er, How do you recognize this thing?"

Wine is not a problem in later generations. It's just that the quality of wine with more money and less drink is different. Li Kuan can't say this. He thought about it and said: "Kuan'er saw it in the book, in my Datang There is no such wine, so I guess it is wine."

Li Kuan couldn’t do the quotations from the classics, and he was also capable of it. Sometimes he had to admire the wisdom of his predecessors, and he was able to memorize those complicated words. Li Kuan asked himself if he couldn’t do it. It's easy to make up a lie, so let's look at Zhao Qian's performance.

"According to the "Historical Biographies of Dawan":'Wanzuo used roseapple as wine, the rich hid the wine to more than 10,000 stones, and the long-term ones were undefeated for decades.'" Sure enough, Zhao Qian answered in an instant: " Master, is this wine really made from grapes?"

Li Yuan nodded and said: "This wine is indeed'wine', it is a tribute to Datang from the King of Gaochang, Ju Wentai."

In the four years of Zhenguan, the Great Tang army destroyed the East Turkic forces with great power, and the countries of the Western Regions moved after hearing the wind, and one after another took refuge in the Great Tang, among which was the Gaochang State. Tang Taizong Li Shimin learned that the King of Gaochang and his wife had come, and paid great attention to and grandly received them, and awarded his wife the Princess Changle, giving him the surname Li.

Gaochangguo is also one of the countries in the Western Regions. They are best at making wine. In order to express their sincerity, Ju Wentai brought a cart of wine from China and passed his own winemaking methods to Li Shimin.

Li Shimin knew that his father Li Yuan was also a good wine, so he sent 20 jars of wine. Li Yuan wanted to refuse to know that it was wine and accepted it. He originally drank two sips of 20 altars without incident, and drank half of it directly. Then he brought four altars, and six altars were kept in the wine cellar.

Although it is wine, Li Kuan discovered that the wines of the Tang Dynasty are very different from later generations. The later generations of wines are also called "red wines" because the raw materials of the wines are mainly purple-red grapes, and there are also white wines. There are many, really good wines in the tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands.

At this time, the color of the wine poured into the glass is green, more like it is made from unpeeled green grapes, and there are absolutely no additives and water. It is completely the most authentic wine. Although compared with the brewing process of later generations, Li Kuan still admires it very much.

Li Kuan coveted and watched the four of them sipping the wine to their heart's content. He also wanted to taste the taste. He was hesitant to think about what to say to get grandfather Li Yuan to agree. : "Grandfather, can my grandson also want to taste it?"

On weekdays, Li Yuan did not allow Li Kuan to drink, and Qian Wu did not agree with him to drink more. However, today Li Yuan did not object. The prince naturally poured him a glass. Li Kuan drank it without saying a word, regardless of the tasting procedure. , What he wants to know most now is how the wine tastes.

As soon as the wine entered his throat, he felt that there were some residues in his mouth, such as grape seeds. The taste buds gave him a bit of bitterness. When the bitterness was gone, the sweetness accompanied by the aroma of the wine made him feel very uncomfortable. The same, this is completely different from later generations of wine.

I drank too eagerly, and I just took care of the taste but forgot that the wine was made entirely from grapes, and the stamina was not small. After a while, Li Kuan's cheeks were flushed, like a monkey buttocks, and he felt the temperature on his face rise rapidly, and he thought to himself: "This wine has more stamina than rice wine?" (End of this chapter)