Chapter Twenty-Seven: Mood
Hearing the word salt, Fang Xuanling's heart trembled.
Especially when he heard that the word Haiyan was involved with Li Yuanjia, the king of Han, and reached the emperor's ears, Fang Xuanling immediately frowned, and began to worry in his heart.
He knew that the emperor would never talk about it for no reason.
Fang Xuanling knows too well about the emperor in front of him, who is more than ten years younger than himself, and knows very well that although the other party is open-minded and knows how to make good use of people, but because of the incident thirteen years ago, Li Shimin's mentality has changed greatly - on the one hand, the emperor has become more "open-minded", and even a guy like Wei Zheng can tolerate it, that is, he is bent on proving it to the world, or to prove to history, that what he did back then was right; On the other hand, the emperor's guard has never been lowered!
So as soon as he heard the words Haiyan and King Han, Fang Xuanling's heart was sudden.
Salt is not something that anyone can touch!
Although Datang does not have a monopoly on salt and iron, as an important material of the country, whether it is salt or iron, the court and the emperor must have been staring at it. So after listening to the emperor's words, Fang Xuanling hurriedly asked.
"It means that Eleven Lang sent someone to the beach."
Looking at the obviously nervous expression on Fang Xuanling's face, Li Shimin smiled and said, "And I sent someone two years ago, and now I just sent the news from Chang'an City that Han Wangfu has harvested the first batch of sea salt...... It's not very clear how much there is, but there are still a few hundred catties. ”
To be honest, the emperor likes to see Fang Xuanling like this.
Although he knew that with Liang Guogong's city government, this slightly flustered appearance was likely to be shown to him, but Li Shimin just liked it, even if it was fake!
Merely......
To the emperor's disappointment, the panic in Fang Xuanling's eyes quickly dissipated, and his expression became calm. The old man even took a sip of tea from his cup, and then said with a smile: "Your Majesty, what did the person sent by King Han say?" But what did they find to double the yield of sea salt? Or was it that the craftsmen of the Han Wang family were lucky enough to find a way to make the sea salt thinner and whiter? ”
"Cut ......"
The emperor's face changed slightly, and Fang Xuanling even faintly heard the other party's dissatisfied snort.
Hehe.
In fact, Fang Xuanling was indeed a little worried just now, and he did deliberately show that worry for the emperor to see...... Again, he knew the emperor too well and knew what kind of reaction the other party wanted to see.
If he didn't worry at all, the emperor would definitely be unhappy, because that meant that Fang Xuanling had no feelings for his son-in-law, and he was indifferent to watching the other party make mistakes; And if he worries too much, the emperor should worry that his subordinates and his younger brother have too deep a relationship, and there will be trouble in the future......
Anyway, it's most appropriate to show that little bit, just right.
And in fact, Fang Xuanling is really a little worried, because salt is so important, it is really not a good thing for Li Yuanjia to touch it rashly!
It's just a few breaths, and Lao Fang immediately thought of the little fox in Chang'an City, and his heart calmed down instantly.
In the eyes of Liang Guogong, King Han, who is less than twenty years old, is more stable than many people in his forties and fifties!
Besides, if you want to make money, which of so many good things in Han Wangfu can't make money? Just one glass, now there are people in Chang'an City who offer a price of 300 yuan a piece, and they want to buy a few pieces to decorate their study, but it turns out that they can't buy a piece?
Almost all the glass produced by the workshop of King Han's Mansion was sent to the palace and sent to the Mansion of Liang Guo and the Mansion of Yingguo!
So in the moment of turning [tick fo], Fang Xuanling figured everything out, and his mood naturally relaxed - he was sure that King Han must have attacked Haiyan, but Li Yuanjia had definitely told the emperor about this matter!
That little fox knows it in his heart!
"Hmph."
Sure enough, when he saw his old subordinates who couldn't scare him, a flash of disappointment flashed in Li Shimin's eyes, and he snorted lightly and then pouted: "Xuan Ling, you have a lot of heart to heart with your son-in-law?" Hehe, according to Eleven Lang's letter, he not only found a way to increase the production of sea salt, but also found a way to make sea salt thinner and whiter...... Come, Xuan Ling, come and see the sea salt that my eleven lang just let people dry! ”
The depression that did not bluff people dissipated in an instant, and Li Shimin's expression quickly became excited!
With a wave of his hand, the chamberlain next to him naturally hurriedly picked up a cloth bag.
Fang Xuanling's brows furrowed, he took the small cloth bag in the hand of the waiter, and then opened it and was taken aback: "This ...... Is this sea salt? ”
"That's right, this is the sea salt that King Han let people show!"
Taking a deep breath, Li Shimin said happily: "Eleven Lang said in the letter that after trying hundreds of times, they finally found a relatively perfect way to remove the astringency and variegation in the sea salt...... As for the debris in the sea salt, it is easy to do, first filter it with a muslin cloth a few times, and then use a kind of coarse paper made by their paper workshop to filter it, and the effect is very good! ”
"Hundreds of times...... Hanwang Paper ......"
Looking at the faint smugness on the emperor's face, the corners of Fang Xuanling's mouth twitched, his mood was quite complicated, and he didn't know what to say for a while.
The emperor's expression was so obvious, Fang Xuanling could certainly see his smugness.
It's not hard to understand.
After all, Li Yuanjia is the prince of the imperial family, and His Majesty's younger brother, if he has a performance, the emperor will naturally be very happy. And it stands to reason that as Li Yuanjia's father-in-law, Fang Xuanling should also be happy, but after looking at the fine white sea salt in his hand, Fang Xuanling was a little unhappy.
By this time, he was really not worried at all.
Because since the emperor got these sea salts, it means that the letter from King Han to him says everything, so whether he does it himself or dedicates the method to His Majesty in the future, Li Yuanjia is already invincible.
But looking at the fine white appearance of sea salt, Fang Xuanling also had a headache.
That kid, why does he always like to do these things?
Datang is not short of salt!
Whether it is the well salt in the inland or the sea salt in the east, there is no problem in supplying the whole Tang Dynasty for consumption, and there is still enough refined salt to supply to the nobles and wealthy merchants every year. And even if the ordinary salt is dirty, what if it tastes bitter? As long as there is salt to eat, all the people care about is whether it is cheap or not, where is there so much accounting?
Han Wangfu is not short of money, why can't that kid write honestly, draw a few pictures, or read more books? The work of these craftsmen......
"Huh? Wrong! ”
When he was having a headache, Fang Xuanling suddenly had a flash of inspiration in his mind, noticed the word that the emperor said twice, and hurriedly asked, "Your Majesty, what did you just say?" These salts ...... Is it posted? This sunshine...... What is the meaning? ”
"This ...... I don't know. ”
Blinking his eyes, Li Shimin smiled: "It's just that Eleven Lang's letter says so, and it's ...... He said that this method of drying salt is not only convenient and fast, but also has a much higher yield than the boiling method......"