Chapter Seventy-Eight: Offering Treasure Again

This manor is not someone else's, it is our lovely Tang Dynasty Majesty Li Er's own personal land, what are you doing? Every time it comes to the busy farming season, Li Shimin will lead a group of concubines and princesses and princesses, wearing coarse cloth clothes, and learning from the farmers to work hard, saying that they want to experience the life of farmers, understand that food is not easy to come by, and pay attention to frugality. www.biquge.info The problem is that if you pick up a few pickpockets on the ground, you will make it known to everyone, and this kind of thing has been seen a lot in later generations.

There was already a guard who brought an ox and pressed the Quyuan plough on the rope behind the ox, Li Shimin was holding the plow in a similar way, and the guard in front hit the ox, and the ox slowly moved forward and drove the plow into the soil slowly. As the oxen advanced, the earth was easily divided to either side by the walls of the curved plough.

Li Shimin thought that the ox was too slow, so he asked the guard to pump the ox, the ox was getting faster, and easily drove the plow to move forward quickly.

This guard also loves to be in the limelight and uses his strength to eat, pulling fast, turning to the ground and pulling back. Letting go of the handle, ignoring the tired and panting guards, Li Shimin stroked Qu Yuanli, his eyes were very ambiguous, and Li Che couldn't help but shiver when he saw it.

"Hahaha..." After touching the plow, Li Shimin stood up and laughed wildly, leaving only the Quyuan plow shivering in the warm wind.

Li Che looked straight and muttered: Evil, too evil, evil Li Er.

"Chuan Zhen's edict: draw a sketch of the quyuan plow, send it to the states and counties, and approve its own development. In addition: The craftsman supervisor first made 500 pairs and sent them to various states and counties for verification, hahaha, I have a good weapon. ”

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Li Shimin is very happy, and he shouldn't pour cold water on his head, but Li Che is in a hurry, seeing that there will be a curfew in another hour, let's talk about the business first, and you will laugh when you go back.

Seeing that Li Shimin just smiled and looked at the plow, not talking about the reward at all, Li Che pulled the corner of his clothes and said, "Your Majesty, what do you think of this plow?" ”

"Huh? Very good, hehe, you kid has made a great contribution, and I will be rewarded," Li Shimin praised Li Che's contribution.

"You see the boy marrying the princess?" Li Che saw that Li Shimin recognized his talent, and hurriedly struck while the iron was hot.

"Marry... What? "Li Shimin was about to agree casually, and suddenly reflected, just like being splashed with cold water just after warming up the quilt in winter. Li Shimin glared at Li Che, as if saying that you kid did it on purpose.

Li Che was looking forward to it with a smile on his face, but you said, did you forget it so quickly.

"Ahem... Can that my daughter marry so well, this plow is indeed a good thing for the benefit of the country and the people, and this credit is still a little insufficient," Li Shimin said solemnly, holding his short beard.

Li Che saw that it was wrong, this was to repay the debt, and he was immediately anxious: "Your Majesty, you... How can you do that, didn't we say okay? ”

"What are you in a hurry? Listen to me. You think you can marry a princess with your little credit, first of all, you can't get through this level of civil and military ministers of the Manchu Dynasty," Li Shimin was also very troubled by this kind of thing.

"Huh? This is you marrying your daughter, and you are not marrying him, what does it matter to him? Li Che is very dissatisfied with Li Shimin's reasons, which is too.

"Do you kid think that royal affairs are so simple, my every move is watched by others, and there is a slight mistake... Hum! You think my life is better," Li Shimin glared at Li Che with fierce eyes, as if he wanted to choose someone to devour.

"No... It's none of my business," Li Che grinned, hurriedly taking a step back.

"It's your business, in short, those ministers won't agree," Li Shimin rarely burst into foul language, and Li Che considered whether to make a note for him in history. Forget it, we still want to marry his daughter, this is a bad word about his father-in-law, it seems that it is not good for us.

"Since this is the case, we can't favor one over the other, when they marry their daughters, let's all pick and choose together, and ask Your Majesty to invite the ministers to let the kid come to him to fight the Confucian," Li Che said very generously, but with his immature face...

"The kid really has ambition, but you are neither after the meritorious service, nor do you have great merit, even if you are lucky enough to win the ministers, you will not agree," Li Shimin said very directly, wait until you accumulate enough merit and then come to me to talk about it.

"Isn't this ququ plough that benefits the country and the people also good?" Li Che was speechless for a while at Li Shimin, who was a scoundrel.

"Hehe, a Quyuan plough is still too thin, unless you can come up with another thing that is not much different from it, I will recognize you as a son-in-law even if I am under pressure," Li Shimin looked at Li Che, who still did not give up, deliberately embarrassed.

"This, talking counts?" Li Che frowned, looking very embarrassed.

"Of course, a gentleman's words are a quick whip, not to mention that I am the king of a country," Li Shimin was very proud, looking at Li Che, who was frowning and thinking deeply, and secretly thought to himself: How can such a magical thing be taken out as soon as it is said.

But he didn't know that Li Che frowned because what would happen if Li Shimin cheated again, but his arms couldn't twist his thighs.

"If you give the kid a baby princess, the kid won't have to keep it for many years."

Li Shimin looked at Li Che with a bitter face, and suddenly beat a drum in his heart, could it be that this kid still has a ghost idea? Since he said it, he naturally didn't want to lose face.

"There are a lot of things to do kids, don't worry, they are definitely the same age," Li Shimin looked at Li Che's disbelieving expression, and suddenly said angrily: "Let's go, go back to the palace with me, I will write the holy decree, this is reassuring?" ”

Ignoring Li Che and walking straight to the palace, Li Che followed behind.

In the Liangyi Hall of Taiji Palace, Li Shimin sprinkled a piece of delicate silk cloth and wrote a holy decree, nodded after writing, and seemed to be very satisfied with his calligraphy. Li Shimin loves flying white font, this font is rumored to be created by Cai Yong, the father of the famous talented woman Cai Wenji.

The calligraphy practiced by Li Shimin is a copy of Wang Xizhi's calligraphy, which has been quite popular, and Li Shimin has to taste it every time he reads it. Today, it is the first time that it has been used to write the holy decree, and it has taken a little longer to taste it.

Li Che looked at Li Shimin, who was enjoying himself, and couldn't help coughing: "Your Majesty, this... Have you written it? ”

"Huh? Well, I have already written, as long as I am satisfied, I will naturally stamp the big seal and marry you," Li Shimin blushed very much at his narcissism, but he immediately covered up the past, and Li Chezhi, who saw it, sighed, and really had a deep foundation.

"That..."

"Hmph, take it and see it, don't say that I am playing you," Li Shimin saw that Li Che was scared of himself, and secretly thought to himself: Is I really that bad?

Li Che took it upside down, and after a rough look, he didn't understand much, but the princess and the marriage still understood. Respectfully returned it to Li Shimin, smiled and said: "Your Majesty, the kid has a strange thing that he would like to offer to His Majesty." ”

"Shhhh Is this kid really there? Looking at the holy decree in his hand, his hand tightened, and finally he exhaled, put his hand on the dragon case, and said slowly: "What is it?" ”