Chapter Seventy-Eight: No, I Can't Do It

Ninety into the palace, side hall.

"Your Majesty, this matter ......"

"That's it!"

Waving his hand very impatiently, Li Shimin frowned and said: "I have already said this matter, those are the subordinates of the Han Palace, it is naturally good to be willing to help, and it is reasonable if you are unwilling...... Hmph, wouldn't it be possible that without the people of Han Wangfu, you wouldn't be able to overturn? Well? So I've let you study for so long, what have you learned? ”

When he said the latter, the emperor's eyes became sharp.

“……”

Sensing that the situation was wrong, the official who spoke just now shook his lips and closed his mouth very unwillingly - she was not afraid that the emperor would be angry, in fact, since he dared to mention the matter of the overturning workshop outside Chang'an City again today, he had already done this kind of goodbye in his heart.

As for the Han King Li Yuanjia, he naturally won't be afraid.

What happened to the Prince?

And Yongzhou Mu or something, isn't it just a title?

Not to mention such an idle king who has no real power, it is the eldest grandson of the Tang Dynasty, Fang Wei and others, how could he have been afraid when necessary?

Merely......

Even if he was unwilling, he really didn't want to offend both sides.

"Hey, a bunch of trash!"

Just when his face turned black and he sighed helplessly, Fang Xuanling, who saw all this in front of him, sat quietly in the hall, looking at his nose and nose, as if what he said had nothing to do with him; And the eldest grandson, Wei Zheng and others, who have always maintained a cold eye, did not see a trace of fluctuation in the expressions on their faces.

These things have nothing to do with them.

That person usually doesn't deal with Fang Xuanling, and it is not surprising that he frequently writes to impeach Liang Guogong's son-in-law, and Fang Xuanling is unmoved, and it is normal for him to react without even looking at the other party, after all, that is the emperor's younger brother, the only younger brother who is qualified to stay in Chang'an City, and no one will think that just a few words from this person can bring down King Han.

This impeachment, which is destined to be useless, is nothing more than a frivolous little trick.

"Hoo ......"

Thinking about it, Fang Xuanling exhaled softly, and a trace of worry finally flashed in his eyes.

The summer of the thirteenth year of Tang Zhenguan was really difficult.

The drought in many states of the world has lasted too long this year, and so far, it is doomed that there will be no harvest for the whole year...... Although it is pointless to make more overturns now, there is no doubt that if Datang had enough overturns to distribute at the beginning, there would still be a little hope for many good fields.

Therefore, the longer the drought lasts, the more attention everyone pays to this kind of rollover.

In this way, the workshop outside Chang'an City that can make 300 overturned cars a month has suddenly become a real sweetheart, and even the overturned drawings that almost no one paid attention to before have now become a hot commodity - no one wants what others copied now, and what everyone wants is the original version that flows out of Han Wangfu!

Following the last Quyuan plough, Li Yuanjia, the king of Han, once again appeared in the court of the Tang Dynasty.

Although Han Wang Paper is famous among the top nobles in Chang'an, tables and chairs, thirteen incense, as well as iron pots, stir-fried vegetables and so on have already entered their homes and affected their lives in all aspects, but there is no doubt that not too many people take it seriously, and it is impossible for Li Yuanjia's name to appear in the court.

Even in many people's homes, the importance of stir-fry is increasing day by day, and it has gradually replaced barbecue and steaming as the mainstream of their daily diet; Even in many people's private study and bedroom, the low table has completely disappeared, replaced with high tables and high chairs, and the white paper is only sold in Xinhua Bookstore in Dongshi, but how many people will really look down on Han Wang because of these highs?

At the end of the day, those are just "trails".

It can even be said that in the eyes of many people, those are all strange and obscene skills, and they are businessmen's affairs, although they can look at envy and drool in their hearts, but on the surface, they want to scoff at them, and when they talk about it, they have to sneer a few times and pout their lips with contempt.

But compared to those things, the rollover is not the same.

There may be no way to compare it with the Quyuan plough a few years ago, but because of the drought in the world this year, many people suddenly saw the importance of overturning, and suddenly noticed the "influence" of a royal prince!

Yes, really influence!

If before this, everyone's understanding of King Han was just a name, a fictitious title of Yongzhou Mu, as well as the expensive and scarce Han Wang paper, and the thirteen incense that made a lot of money back then, then in this drought, through several arguments and even quarrels in the court about the overturning workshop, many people firmly remembered the name Li Yuanjia.

Not because of the other party's noble status, but because of something real.

Just when many people's hearts were slightly moved because of the name of an idle king, they heard the emperor on the high platform suddenly speak: "Okay, let's stop here today...... Retreat! Fang Aiqing stay! ”

Under the gaze of some jealousy from the unknown ministers, Fang Xuanling got up to receive the decree and left the side hall with the emperor. Behind them, the eldest grandson Wuji's eyes narrowed slightly, as if he remembered something, and his eyes flickered frequently......

……

"Fang Aiqing, what do you say......"

While walking slowly backwards, Li Shimin said softly: "If I want to build a dumping workshop in every state in the world, how about it?" ”

"This ...... No way! ”

After being stunned for a moment, Fang Xuanling quickly shook his head and rejected the proposal almost without hesitation: "Your Majesty, the minister has asked King Han about this many times, and he has repeatedly emphasized to the minister that the requirements for building such a dumping workshop are too high. First, it requires a large number of skilled craftsmen, and secondly, it needs to know how to design the ...... Well, the people on the assembly line are more demanding, and the average state doesn't even think about it! ”

“…… Well. ”

Frowning, Li Shimin nodded helplessly.

Fang Xuanling's words didn't understand, after all, he had ordered a large number of copies of the rollover drawings handed in by his younger brother Li Yuanjia before, and wanted the carpenters of the world to build the rollover according to it and promote the world's water conservancy. However, to the emperor's extreme helplessness, there were very few craftsmen who could understand the drawings and make overturns according to them, and it was not possible to find one in a state; And even if one is found, the cost of making a rollover is at least two or three times higher than that of the rollover workshop in Chang'an, and the time is ten times higher!

Naturally, Li Shimin started his younger brother's idea.

So after listening to Fang Xuanling's words at this time, his idea became even stronger, and after hesitating for a moment, he suddenly said: "Love, what if I let Shiyi Lang build it?" Do you think it's okay......"