Early in the morning, I ran for a while with Shangguan Wan'er. Running to the top of the mountain, the scenery of Mt. Shomuro in May is very good.

The large clouds of fog soared between the mountains and did not connect together, so they became white ribbons, revealing pieces of green mountains, which seemed to become a fairyland.

Running down the mountain, Shangguan Wan'er covered her calves and said, "Your Highness, the slave is too tired to work." ”

"If you're tired, go back and rest." Alas, a little speechless, I am working hard to heal the disease, in order to save my life, why do you bother?

After another punch, I returned to the room, Shangguan Wan'er was writing, and Li Lingyue was lying next to me. Seeing Li Wei coming, Shangguan Wan'er immediately hid the paper.

"What to write?"

"I won't let you see it," Shangguan Wan'er said, a red cloud flying on her face.

Li Wei became curious, probably because he was born, maybe because he grew up in the Yeting Palace since he was a child, although he was young, his demeanor was very generous, what did he write that made her shy.

She didn't let Li Wei see it, Li Lingyue made a small report, and said, "Big brother, she is writing poetry." ”

"Can you write poetry at such a young age?" Li Wei was pleasantly surprised, that's right, what does running and boxing have to do with you, your task is to write poems. He bent down and said, "Can you let Lone take a look?" ”

"The slave is very badly written, don't be ashamed of me."

"Why should Lone laugh at you, you are still young, it would be good to be able to write poetry, how can you ask to write well."

Shangguan Wan'er shyly took out the paper, and on it was a five-character poem: The wind is moving in the bamboo shadow, and the sun is open and the clouds are red. Divide the waves Kunlang Yue, and the broken dew clouds are heavy. Accompany the driver to pray for the young room, and enjoy the near orchid bush. The flower platform has no fragrance, and the lotus tower is full of pine faces. The prince is benevolent, and he will be blessed in the end.

Wu Zetian also left a poem when he accompanied Li Zhi to Shaolin Temple before, accompanied Luan to the Forbidden Garden, and served Lan Yu. The clouds are covered with peaks, and the sun is low and the waves are low. The day palace is sparse and the moon hall is open to the rock. The golden wheel turns to the golden land, and the incense pavilion drags the incense clothes. The priest groaned lightly and blew his hair, shaking the mist. In the past, the fire was burned, and the mountains were red and wild. There is no penumbra on the flower platform, and the lotus pagoda has full brilliance. It depends on the benevolence and benevolence of the world. Benevolence and prosperity are blessed, and they are all taken care of here. The wind and branches cannot be quiet, and how can we chase after weeping blood.

Wu Zetian's poems are ...... Although she is his mother, to be honest, Li Wei doesn't think it's very good, but she has handled government affairs for Li Zhi for a long time, and there is a kind of "Wang Ba" atmosphere in the poem, or she was born with the spirit of a king.

Shangguan Wan'er's poem is a copy of her mother's poem "Visiting Shaolin Temple".

Only a few are borrowed, and the two poems have different meanings and different words. My mother's poems are generous, but Shangguan Wan'er's poems are delicate and natural. Of course, after all, he is very young, and the poems are written slightly childishly. However, how old is she, eight years old!

"Very good, well written." Li Wei couldn't help but praise.

"Big brother," Li Lingyue tugged at Li Wei's clothes with taste, dissatisfied and coquettish.

"Little sister, this is your example, but you have to study hard."

"Big brother." dragged out his voice again and continued to be coquettish.

At this moment, the attendant of Jin Nei came back from Luoyang, and he was in a hurry, about early in the morning, and his body was covered with dew. Li Wei said: "You two go out to play, I have something to talk about with Jin Neishi." ”

Jin Neishou saw the poems on the table at a glance, Shangguan Wan'er came to Luoyang East Palace with Li Wei and stayed for many days, and she still knew her words. couldn't help but "huh" and asked, "Could it be that Shangguan Wan'er wrote it?" ”

"Exactly."

"Wan'er can write poetry," said Kim Nei Shi happily.

Not only can she write poetry, but when she grows up, she doesn't know how many poems she can write, and her grandfather is a representative of the famous official style poetry.

"It's rare, it's rare, Your Highness, you see the next sentence, how good, the prince is benevolent, and he will be blessed in the end."

The last sentence can be regarded as a small slap on the back of Li Wei, but it may not be, Xiao Lori is very dependent on Li Wei, and regards Li Wei as a father and brother, and it is estimated that sixty percent of it comes from the heart. However, Jin Neishou is sixty percent of the sycophants.

In this poem, it is divided into waves of Kun Langyue, the broken dew and clouds are heavy and the flower platform is not fragrant, and the lotus pagoda is full of pine and the best appearance. The last sentence...... Well.

"Good poetry, good poetry." Jin Neishou held it in his hand and recited, and then continued to tout.

Good poems may not be, but they are written by eight-year-old Shangguan Wan'er, which is rare. About Jin Nei thought that he would definitely accept Shangguan Wan'er as one of the harem concubines in the future, so he patted the horse aggressively. Eight-year-old Wan'er ...... It's speechless to think about. snatched the poem from his hand and said, "Jin Neishi, stop talking about poetry, let's talk about business." ”

"Whoa!" Jin Neishou still knows how to measure. I took out that list, which is the list of the merchants and the amount of donors from the Great Mercy and Grace Temple.

I talked with Di Renjie for a while. Only then did he know that salt was more complicated than he thought, Hedong Lake salt, Yanzhou pond salt, Yizhou well salt, and boiled salt by the sea were the main sources of salt in the Tang Dynasty. In addition to the high cost and small output in the back, many of the front were controlled by the imperial court, so a salt and iron transshipment envoy was also set up, of which salt was one of the main responsibilities and one of the important sources of income for the imperial court. Of course, private salt mining is not prohibited, and relatively speaking, the number is larger than that of the imperial court.

However, if the salt is released, the price of salt will drop sharply, and if it is not made up for by the salt tax, it will even bring serious losses to the imperial court.

However, Li Wei said the method of drying salt, which is not from "Heavenly Creation", he has seen salt pans when he went to the seaside. This salt also has to be refined before it can be eaten, but in this day and age, refined? It is possible that later industrial salt can be used as edible salt. This method is not very difficult, and the management is also simple, send some people to guide the brine and look at the brine pool. Besides, the seaside is not Lingnan, and the freight is very low by ship. In this way, the impact is greater.

But Di Renjie was as suspicious of this as he was about bamboo paper.

Seeing Di Renjie's expression, Li Wei secretly called it a fluke, and he didn't have the impulse to say the method, otherwise he didn't know what it would become.

What is the prince, I know this time!

Li Wei asked urgently: "What will happen if it succeeds?" ”

"Your Highness, where did you learn it?" Di Renjie asked rhetorically.

Li Wei was speechless.

Di Renjie and Wei Yuanzhong glanced at each other, the two serious scholars, although they also believed in ghosts and gods, but they had not yet believed to the point of being lost, but the prince made them feel ...... It sounds good and it sounds magical, and if it doesn't sound good, it is weird.

But it is of course a good thing to really have a relationship with the gods and horses of God.

Li Wei told his plan. No matter where the prince learned it, this is a great thing for the benefit of the country and the people. But in order not to make the emperor jealous, he had to adopt the prince's method, so he said: "The fewer people who know about this matter, the better, not only this matter, but also similar things in the future, which cannot be known to many people, at least until a hundred years after Your Majesty." ”

Even so, seeing that the prince has another industry, it is very likely that it is ten times and a hundred times larger than that prince's sugar workshop. Could it be that the prince wants to be a big businessman?

Di Renjie was depressed.

Wei Yuanzhong was even more depressed, Lao Di was a little better, he had to arrange manpower management for the prince, and the smell was even stronger.

The two capable military advisors under his command were so sad, so in order to comfort them, Li Wei accompanied them to Gongxian for a turn, mainly looking at the porcelain kiln. Now Gongxian porcelain and Tang Sancai are famous all over the world. But this kind of porcelain can't get into Li Weifa's eyes.

After looking at it, I saw that some doorways were unreasonable in the structure of the porcelain kiln, and firewood was used. Porcelain burning is not very understood. However, I know that most of the good porcelain in the later years is high-temperature porcelain. Is it, it is not easy to draw conclusions, similarly, there are also porcelain factories that are burning low-temperature porcelain. Or let them dig coal, looked at Di Renjie and Wei Yuanzhong, and shrank back this sentence in fright.

In addition, I know a few things, such as porcelain stone, porcelain clay and glaze. I don't understand the glaze at all, I only know that Jingdezhen kaolin is the best raw material for porcelain. After asking, I learned that there are also porcelain kilns in Hongzhou now. But in general, it is not considered top-quality porcelain.

sighed, there was too little knowledge, although later porcelain was the spokesperson of China, and it was not he who interfered.

However, an interesting problem was found, because there are many porcelain kilns, and there are many runaways in Gong County. The officials didn't care, and talked with Wei Yuanzhong and Di Renjie, and the two said something, which made Li Wei speechless again. On the issue of fleeing households, the states and counties have two approaches. To prevent people from fleeing the county, after all, it is up to people to collect taxes. However, when outsiders flee into Honshu County, they turn a blind eye and do not care.

Juntian system, household escape, rent modulation, government military system, he silently thought about it in his mind, and felt that there were many connections in it, and then he thought about it, and his mind was confused. recalled the half-person-tall recital in his parents' room, and sighed in his heart, this emperor is not good either.

After turning around, Di Renjie and Wei Yuanzhong's mood improved, but he was depressed.

Looking through the list, I basically don't know each other. There are also the names of a few acquaintances who appear on it, Zou Fengchi, who donated 5,000 yuan for charity, if you have money, skip it directly. Moreover, this person has a lot of money and travels extensively, and the composition of people he knows and deals with is very complicated. But another person's name caught his attention, Liang Jinzhu, who also donated 4,000 yuan.

He has heard of some situations about this Liang Jinzhu, and this time he donated so much money, I am afraid that he may sell some properties to make up for it. The reason why I did this was about to thank myself for worshipping. This is an idiot.

Flipping down, another person caught his attention. Earth ponies. That is, the horse dealer who talked to Hu Ying in the restaurant that day. He also donated 3,000 yuan. As for Hu Ying, he has to do another thing for him, and he can't be separated.

So he drew a circle on the names of these two people and said, "Jin Neishi, you quietly call them to the Eastern Capital and meet Lonely." ”

"Your Highness, no." When I saw it at the labor banquet, it was to show Liang Jinzhu's good deeds, but they met in private, and their identity as businessmen spread out, and I don't know how much criticism it caused.

"Jin Neishi, if this is not the case, Lone shouted to them to do a big thing for Lone that is beneficial to the country and society. However, you can't let others know about it. ”

"Exactly, exactly."

"So you appoint a reliable cronie."

"But Your Highness ......"

Li Wei couldn't help but shake his head, could it be that the businessman in this era is really a fierce tiger?

Seeing that persuasion was useless, Jin Nei had no choice but to take out another letter from his bosom and said: "This is a letter from His Royal Highness King Pei to His Royal Highness. ”

A letter from the second child? Li Wei opened the letter and looked at it, there was nothing else, talking about bamboo paper. At the time of his letter, it was almost three months away, and the 100-day limit that Li Wei had said was approaching. This incident caused a sensation in Chang'an. Even his mother, Wu Zetian, was alarmed and sent guards to guard him day and night.

Actually alarmed the mother?

Looking down again, Li Xian was very worried in the letter, if he could really make paper, even if it was inferior paper, it didn't matter. But if you can't make paper, the impact will be very bad.

The letter is written with sincerity and good handwriting. It's the first time I've seen Li Xian's handwriting. Li Wei was very pleased, and it was in vain that I bought four Wuzhou yellow vines for him. This is a family, alas, but the parents are good, but the salt and oil do not enter...... Could it be that imperial power can really make a person lose his family affection?

How about bamboo paper, left to fate, but the January lent is gradually full.