Chapter Seventy-Five: Poor Mingjun

Kicked out again!

Li Chuan patted his robe, and if he used it, he would lose it, and he didn't have this treatment!

Fortunately, I ate breakfast and slept for a while, that is, I didn't suffer a big loss.

Thinking of the broken mirror, Li Chuan didn't feel distressed at all, anyway, he already knew that it would not belong to him if he took it out, and when the trading function was turned on, he could buy as much as he wanted.

Humming a song all the way back to Yiqiu Palace, as soon as he entered the courtyard, he was slapped by a pile of wool.

Li Chuan: "......"

"When, when did you get this? Not in the morning? Li Chuan stretched out his hand to pluck off the wool that flew to his face, and expressed his amazement at the pile of wool that was as high as a hill in the yard.

The wool was in burlap bags, and the problem was that a few leaks, and the loose wool flew out and was all over the yard.

And this smell, isn't this wool unwashed?!

"You're back?!" Li Chengqian stepped out and leaned against the door frame without love, "Get your wool away." ”

Look at his Yiqiu Palace, what has become of it?!

Xiao Yinzi ran over and whispered to Li Chuan's side: "The palace gate was opened and sent in, and this is only a part." ”

Li Chuan: "...... Oh, partially. "Fortunately, I didn't get all of them in, otherwise I wouldn't have buried Yiqiu Palace.

"No, find a warehouse to put it, why did you move here?" Li Chuan couldn't figure it out, what was going to the East Palace? Is it stupid to do things down there?!

"Heh, who asked my father for wool in the first place?" Li Chengqian said: "At that time, my father ordered that the wool I got will be handed over to you." ”

Li Chuan rubbed the corners of his forehead, it turned out that this was His Majesty Li Er's pot.

"Okay, get someone, move to a spacious place, wash the wool, boil it in a pot, dry it, twist it into threads, and make it into clothes." Li Chuan waved his hand and said, "Do you want me to teach this?" I won't either, anyway, try to get it, if you really can't get it, just twist it into a thread and put it first. ”

Sweater knitting, you deserve it!

Must buy one!

It's always time to have a sweater ready before autumn.

Li Chuan pushed Li Chengqian into the house, and as for the yard, someone would sweep it.

"What are you doing early in the morning?" Li Chengqian asked, when the wool arrived, he went to find someone, but there was only an empty house.

"I'm going to find Your Majesty." Li Chuan replied and asked, "Are you going out with me today?" ”

"Of course, I still want to see what the folding fan looks like, make a few more today, I have to get some for my father." When Li Chengqian said this, he looked at Li Chuan with admiration: "I admire you very much, why are you not afraid of my father at all?" ”

"This, probably because he's Mingjun!" Li Chuan held his chin and said, he had also pondered this question, but he was indeed not afraid of His Majesty Li Er.

"Mingjun?" Li Chengqian understood a little, but he was a little puzzled.

"You see, as a wise man, first of all, you can't be willful, you can't do whatever you want with your own temperament, you must consider the whole country, you must care for the people, you must be self-disciplined, you must have the wisdom of knowing people, and you must use the wisdom of people." Li Chuan snapped his fingers and said: "Usually I get up earlier than the chickens, sleep later than the dogs, work more than the cows, and have to be proper at night...... Ahem, children are not suitable, in short, Mingjun is not good! But having a Ming Jun is the luck of Datang and the luck of officials! ”

Li Chengqian felt that what Li Chuan said was very reasonable, but why, did he feel that Mingjun was so pitiful? !

Think about it, every morning when my father gets up, the chicken really doesn't crow, and when the rooster crows, he has already gone to court, and he really doesn't know that he sleeps later than the dog, when do the dogs sleep? But my father did sleep late.

As for work, think about it, the early dynasty, the criticism, meeting with the ministers, discussing the government, etc., etc., it seems that there is indeed a lot more work than cattle.

Thinking about it like this, he thinks his father is really pitiful and swollen?!

Li Chengqian hurriedly stopped, and if he thought about it any longer, he felt that he might not even want to be the crown prince.

The two chatted here, changed their clothes and prepared to leave the palace.

And what they talked about had already reached Li Shimin's ears at this time.

Li Shimin, who is considering the issue of temples and Taoist temples: "......"

After listening to this, he suddenly had the urge to be a faint king!

"Summoning Fang Xuanling and Du Ruhui." Li Shimin took a deep breath and let himself forget everything he had just heard, so meaningless, it was better to forget.

Soon, Fang Xuanling and Du Ruhui arrived.

Li Shimin looked at Du Ruhui first, "How is Du Qing's health?" ”

Du Ruhui: "...... Chen's health is not bad. "Being controlled by the Imperial Doctor all day long, wherever he goes, can he be in poor health?!

"That's good, pay more attention to your body, don't get too tired, and rest more." Li Shimin is still a little worried.

Fang Xuanling and Du Ruhui are equivalent to the prime ministers on the left and right, he is quite easy to use, and he doesn't want to lose either.

"Your Majesty cares." Du Ruhui also knew in his heart that Li Shimin cared so much about his body, it must be that there was something wrong with his body, and it was more likely that he went there in the past two years.

Knowing this, Du Ruhui himself will also pay attention, he doesn't want to die yet.

"I want to count the temples and Taoist temples in the Tang Dynasty, how many monks and Taoist priests there are, and how much land these temples and Taoist temples have under their names, I want an accurate result." After Li Shimin finished speaking, he wandered around the hall for a few more steps and said, "How do you think the two Aiqing will conduct a population count?" ”

Fang Xuanling gave a salute and said, "The minister does not recommend conducting a population count at this moment. ”

"Why?"

Fang Xuanling was helpless and reminded: "Your Majesty, it's June soon, have you forgotten the locust plague that Jingyang County said?" ”

"Locust plagues are usually accompanied by drought, and this year the weather is really dry, the last rain was 10 days ago, and it was very little." Du Ruhui added.

"The sun has been very strong in recent days, and the minister has asked Qin Tianjian about it, and there has been no rain for nearly 20 days."

Li Shimin's face became solemn, drought is a very serious problem.

There is a shortage of water in the northwest, and there are not many rivers and lakes, so it is a burden to carry water to irrigate the land, not to mention that there is no water.

Drought for 20 days, in the scorching sun, the river flow is not big enough will be cut off, the river outside Chang'an City, often cut off, drought and locust plague, this year may not be harvested.

"Let's take a look, if it doesn't work, I'll bring some grain over early, Du Qing, you can see if there is any news over there in a while, and I don't know how he is farming."

"No matter what General Cheng planted, it is not time to harvest now."

"Estimate the time, now that Datang is short of food, let's see if he can find a way to get more." Li Shimin was also unsure of how much grain there was on the side of Liuqiu and Luzon.

Didn't Li Chuan say that they only kept enough to eat, and didn't care about the rest rotting in the ground?

Then pay for it, they can always get more, right?!