At the end of the twelfth year of Zhenguan, the Tang Emperor Li Shimin will take hundreds of civil and military officials to the Xianling Mausoleum to "celebrate the New Year" - simply put, it is to go to Li Yuan's tomb to fulfill filial piety......

Anyway, after getting the news, Li Yuanjia thought it was funny.

Li Yuan's father and son were like enemies before his death, that is, they eased up a little in the next few years, but now that they have been dead for three or four years, Li Shimin behaved like a filial son......

But in any case, after entering the second half of December, Fang Fengzhu began to prepare the things Li Yuanjia needed for the trip.

On this trip to the mausoleum, as the emperor's brother, of course, he also has to go with him.

In fact, it is only a day's journey from Chang'an to Xianling, and after arriving at Sanyuan County, it is only three or four days at most, and there is no need to prepare too many things. But what made Li Yuanjia very helpless was that this time it was a very formal occasion to go to the mausoleum of the Emperor Taishang to pay respects, and he needed a lot of things as a prince!

Clothes, for example, must be of a special kind.

In addition to clothes, Li Yuanjia also needs to prepare etiquette training.

In order to prevent his brother from making jokes at that time, the emperor specially sent someone from the palace, and Li Yuanjia had to follow the other party every day to learn the etiquette during worship to ensure that there would be no mistakes at that time. And these etiquettes are cumbersome and abnormal, which really annoys Li Yuanjia......

"Alright, that's all for today!"

After practicing for a while that day, Li Yuanjia was really impatient, so he waved his hand directly.

Obviously hesitating, the man in charge of etiquette training hesitated: "King, there are only five days left before departure...... If that's the case, I'm afraid it will be difficult to complete it then. ”

"It's okay, then let's practice a little more tomorrow."

Sun Peng, who was a little irritable at this time, was reluctant to deal with the teacher, so he directly flicked his sleeves, turned his head and walked out.

“……”

The etiquette teacher was a little angry, but also helpless.

If it was other princes and grandsons, he really had a way, after all, it was His Majesty the Emperor who was standing behind him. But for this King Han, the etiquette teacher is really unthinkable - it's not that Li Yuanjia's status is higher than others, but people are not afraid of his various words at all!

If he dared to say that he would go back to the palace to report to His Majesty or something, Li Yuanjia would dare to directly leave him a sentence: "I'll send someone to send you back!" ”

What does this make him do?

He knew that maybe some people would do this, such as Wei Xianggong in the court, who would definitely give advice to His Majesty in a righteous manner. But he also knew that there would definitely not be many such people, at least not including him.

Do you still expect Your Majesty to really punish the king for this?

Don't be funny!

He is not an important person in His Majesty's heart like Wei Xianggong, and King Han may be scolded at that time, but he, the initiator, will definitely have a hard time afterwards.

So after you sighed, the etiquette teacher could only go back to rest.

And Li Yuanjia came out of the house and directly ordered Chunyan beside him: "Go, call Han Lucheng to my study!" ”

"Yes, my lord."

Chunyan took the order and quickly called Han Lucheng to the study.

stepped forward to salute, and after Han Lucheng got up, Li Yuanjia asked directly: "The weather has been quite cold recently, how is the situation of the farm outside the city?" Has the workshop been shut down? ”

"If you go back to the king, the work has been stopped."

owed a debt, Han Lucheng hurriedly replied: "It was stopped three days ago, and I also asked people to send another batch of loose coal...... Rest assured, the king is well prepared in all aspects, everything is normal in the farm, and there should be no frostbite this year. ”

In previous winters, the biggest headache was frostbite.

In these years, except for the nobles who can use silk cotton and fur to keep warm, ordinary farmers or craftsmen can only wrap their bodies in layers of linen, or use some hay, wheat straw and other things, frostbite is almost inevitable. Therefore, as early as the beginning of winter, Li Yuanjia specially explained that once the weather is too cold, all workshops must be shut down to avoid frostbite on the hands and feet of craftsmen because they have to work.

Now after listening to Han Lucheng's answer, Li Yuanjia finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Originally, he hadn't paid attention to these things, but a few days ago, Li Zhong came to report that several craftsmen who made movable type had frostbitten hands, which made him realize the importance of the problem.

But after a while, he sighed again: "If cotton could have been planted more in the early years, or if it could have been planted hundreds or thousands of acres in the past two years, there would not be so many headaches."

In the past few years, the planting area of cotton has been about 100 acres.

It's not that the land under Li Yuanjia's name is not enough, you must know that in the past few years, he has bought land around Chang'an, and now there are nearly 10,000 acres, and it must be easy to take out one or two thousand acres to plant cotton. However, as the prince of the Tang Dynasty, he can't plant whatever he wants, that is, he only told Li Shimin this year that he plans to increase the planting area of cotton appropriately next year.

It doesn't take too much, if there are three or four hundred acres, at least Han Wangfu is enough.

After counting the number of people who were mixed with him, Li Yuanjia thought seriously: "In any case, at least one quilt per person will be guaranteed at that time, right?" Then the good performance will be rewarded with a cotton coat or something, and a few thousand catties of cotton will be gone...... Alas, if you can grow a thousand acres, you don't have to be so careful about using this cotton. ”

The longer he lived in this era, the more Li Yuanjia felt the importance of cotton.

The powerful and rich people are naturally not afraid, this era has a very mature silk cotton technology, and the warmth is even much stronger than cotton. But for ordinary people, the price of silk fabrics is too expensive, and it is simply not something they can afford to eat.

As for linen or something, the warmth is much worse.

After standing up and walking around the room a few times, Li Yuanjia was always a little uneasy - look at his room, the roof, the feet, and the surrounding walls, in the three years that Li Yuanjia kept filial piety, almost all of them were covered with various "natural" warm materials. Coupled with the roaring fireplace and the small coal stove in the corner, although I dare not say that it is compared with the heating of the future, it is not a problem for the poets of this era to praise "warm as spring".

But in the entire Han Wangfu, there is this treatment, that is, he and Fang Fengzhu.

Even Han Lucheng and Chunyan, the top people among their subordinates, have a small coal stove at most that can bake a fire. Others can make a fire before going to bed, and it's nice to have a lot of clothes on their bodies when they go to bed.

"Looks like we're going to have to figure something out."

Suddenly stopped, Li Yuanjia took a deep breath and thought: "No one dares to say how much cotton can be harvested next year, but it's a kang or something, or let them study it, that thing should be fine to burn coal directly......"