Chapter Seventy-Two: Return to the Palace

October 16, 13th year of Zhenguan, sunny.

Early in the morning, they were busy just after eating the room and the pearls. Chunyan and Liu Mei were busy cleaning the king's face and combing his hair, while Mohua and Si Qi were putting clothes on Li Yuanjia's body—layer after layer, as well as matching shoes, hats, and various accessories, as if these things were fragile.

And in fact, these clothes and hats are really precious.

Even if his status is as noble as Li Yuanjia, now he is just like that...... Of course, it is almost not worn in ordinary times, that is, it needs to be so grand to welcome the emperor today.

Just putting on and putting on this outfit will take about two pillars of incense!

If you take into account the exquisiteness of the patterns and patterns on your clothes, the preciousness of the fabrics, and the cumbersomeness of all kinds of details, there is no pressure to beat the so-called top aristocratic style in Western Europe in the eyes of Lao Yuanjia!

"It's a pity, these things will be gone in the future!"

As soon as he thought of the suffering of China's conservative transformation into chaos and poverty in the future, Li Yuanjia couldn't help but sigh - think about it, in the future, there will still be Chinese people shouting that there are no aristocrats in China, all of them are old hats and nouveau riche, and compared with other people in Europe and the United States, they are all scum or something, and he is extremely unhappy.

No nobility?

No temperament?

China has only been in decline for a hundred years, and it has been completely denied?

So when he was wearing clothes, Li Yuanjia also secretly made a decision: "Not to mention anything else, just for the good things of these ancestors, how can we carry forward movable type printing and papermaking, even if we throw all the profits of glass and mirrors into it!" Hmph, I don't believe it, when the time comes, as long as it's a good book that can be seen, buddy will print it all ten...... Ahem, 10,000 copies, distributed all over the world, if it can still be lost, it will be unlucky for them......"

Every time the same thought comes, Li Yuanjia's belief in continuing to engage in movable type and papermaking is firmer!

Knowledge and books are always the most important part of promoting social development!

Even Li Yuanjia knows very well in his heart that as long as the productivity does not reach a certain level, no matter how many books he prints, only a few people will read them, but he will still persevere.

He's not yet twenty years old, and if nothing else, there's plenty of time to push things forward......

"Your Majesty, you're already dressed!"

Just when Li Yuanjia's thoughts couldn't help but fly out of the sky, Fang Fengzhu's words pulled him back. Turning his head to look at his princess, Li Yuanjia smiled slightly.

At this time, Fang Fengzhu was looking at him with bright eyes, and his cheeks flushed with a healthy flush.

There is no doubt that Li Yuanjia is quite handsome.

The congenital conditions are not bad, and the genes of the old Li family are still very powerful. In addition, Li Yuanjia's healthy body created by insisting on exercising all year round is just right to support this outfit...... Of course, what is more important is the experience of being a human being in two lives, as well as the identity and experience of the Prince of the Tang Dynasty, which has made him develop a temperament that is slightly different from that of other powerful people of the same era!

It's quiet and calm, but also confident!

This kind of unique temperament to the extreme is undoubtedly very lethal for a little girl like Fang Fengzhu, so that even if she has been married for more than a year, Fang Fengzhu at this time still can't suppress the restlessness in her heart, and her cheeks are a little hot!

And she felt the same way, as well as the four maids around her.

It's just that compared to Fang Fengzhu, who was looking at her husband in a daze, Chunyan and Liu Mei were a little lost, because at this moment, they all thought of what the princess said to them a few days ago.

Involuntarily, there was a hint of resentment in his eyes.

However, the resentful gazes of the maids did not affect Li Yuanjia's mood at all, he reached out and patted the clothes on his body, and suddenly wanted Han Cheng and them to send a mirror over - this dress is very aggrieved to wear on the body, and the only benefit may be that it is handsome and compelling, but unfortunately he can't see anything clearly without a mirror!

It's just that after this thought turned in Li Yuanjia's mind, it quickly flashed.

The surprise brought by the mirror, let's wait a little longer.

As a semi-perfectionist, Li Yuanjia really didn't want to give those "ugly" mirrors to his princess, even if he knew that even a bad mirror was enough to make Fang Fengzhu ecstatic.

"Be patient, wait."

After taking a deep breath, Li Yuanjia nodded and said, "Fengzhu, you stay at home, I'll go out of the city first......"

……

On October 15, the Tang Emperor Li Shimin went to the Jiucheng Palace.

When the emperor returned to Chang'an, everyone naturally had to go out of the city to greet him.

As the Prince of the Tang Dynasty who stayed in Chang'an, Li Yuanjia naturally couldn't stay at home and not go out. Moreover, with his noble status, he still stood at the forefront of the crowd to greet the emperor, and his position was only slightly further back than that of the crown prince Li Chengqian......

Of course, as the one with the highest status in Chang'an, Li Chengqian would not have come so early, at least not at the moment when Li Yuanjia arrived. It's just that Li Yuanjia, who was far away, saw a familiar little fat man...... No, it's time to say it's a big fat man!

And when he saw Li Yuanjia, Li Tai, who had just returned to Chang'an two days ago, also had his eyes lit up instantly, and he took a few steps forward to give a salute: "Nephew Li Tai, I've seen Uncle Huang!" ”

"Hehe, get up, get up!"

Li Yuanjia naturally wouldn't let Li Tai salute all the time, and hurriedly stepped forward to grab his ...... Well, the chubby left hand, holding back the diaphragm in his heart, said with a smile: "It's been a long time, Xiao Tai......"

Even if it was his own nephew, Li Yuanjia was uncomfortable at this time.

How old is Lee Tae this year? Is it nineteen or twenty? Even Li Zhi, the little nephew who is now eleven or twelve-year-old, feels awkward holding hands with him Li Yuanjia, not to mention Li Tai, who is still a behemoth.

But there is no way, who makes the Tang people so good? Especially for a person like Li Tai who is "close", it is normal for Li Yuanjia to take the initiative to reach out to show his intimacy.

So after a few gentle pulls, Li Yuanjia hurriedly let go of his nephew's fat hand.

Li Tai didn't notice the subtlety in his uncle's expression, blinked his eyes, and soon said with a smile: "Uncle Huang, do you have more glass over there?" A few days ago, I broke two pieces in my study......"

“……”

The corners of his mouth twitched, and Li Yuanjia subconsciously rolled his eyes.

All right.

Han Cheng The glass they made was a little brittle, but if they didn't touch it directly, it wouldn't be particularly easy to break, right?

After thinking for a while, Li Yuanjia nodded dryly and said, "Okay, it just so happens that the windows here in the palace have been replaced, and I will ask someone to send you a few pieces of glass in a few days!" But...... Xiaotai, I won't give it to you this time, uncle, if you want, you can spend money to buy it......"