"It's too much, it's too much." Empress Changsun told the truth, there were only seven people in her palace, including the palace maids and eunuchs, and there were only ten people in total, including her and the maids.

Ten people have a thousand catties of cold melon, that is, each person has more than three catties every day.

This is what you can't eat when you eat food.

"The imperial sister-in-law is the mother of a country, so naturally there should be more. The little cold melon is extremely sweet, and the imperial sister-in-law can also use it to reward some noble ladies. The number of the four concubines is also decided by the imperial sister-in-law, and the concubines transported 6,000 catties of small cold melons and 100,000 catties of big cold melons this time. ”

100,000 catties of cold melon, Empress Changsun only accepted it with a smile.

100,000 catties, piled up to the side gate of the palace is a hill-like cold melon, if there is no train, only from Qinwangzhuang to Chang'an City, you need a carriage to transport goods, 200 trains.

When the eunuch in charge heard that this was only this month, the first thing he thought of was not to benefit from it, but to be nervous about whether these cold melons could be preserved. Such a huge number of upper-level stewards and eunuchs will definitely check the accounts, even the concubines in charge of the harem will also check the accounts, and even the queen will also ask.

Sure enough, before the warehousing was completed, the queen's warrant had already arrived.

"When entering the warehouse, there must be damage, first pick a thousand catties of damaged cold melon, and reward the forbidden army on duty to share food. Choose another 500 catties, and the palace people will share the food. Each of the four concubines will give ten catties of small cold melon, one hundred catties of big cold melon, and three percent of the nine concubines, and they will be pushed in turn. After allocation, the balance is reported. ”

Empress Changsun personally inquired, and the eunuch in charge was even more nervous.

Who would have thought. The 100,000 catties of cold melon even shocked Li Er, and went to the palace of the eldest grandson queen in person.

"Gorou is really generous, and throughout last year, there were no 10,000 catties of cold melons in the palace throughout the year. This year, 100,000 catties were transported! ”

"It's only July!" Empress Eldest Sun replied very calmly.

Li Er was stunned.

Empress Changsun said again: "The small cold melon is only the yield of two acres of land, and the big cold melon is only the output of fifteen acres of land. Erlang really didn't know that no matter what Qin Wangzhuang planted, the amount of yield per mu made the officials of Sinong Temple crazy? Big cold melon is 7,000 catties per acre. ”

Li Er smiled and shook his head: "Ask Goro, what else is new!" ”

Empress Changsun motioned to take out two boxes, one box was strawberries and the other box was grapes.

"This one is precocious. Not sweet enough. It takes about ten days for the strawberries to really ripen. The grapes will take another month. The grapes of Wulang Qinwangzhuang are enough for everyone in Chang'an to eat a catty. For these two fruits, the minimum yield per mu is 2,000 catties, and Goro has planted more than 10,000 acres of grapes. 20,000 acres of strawberries. ”

Li Eryi waved his hand: "Don't waste it in the palace!" ”

After speaking. Li Er turned around and went to the study again. Empress Changsun motioned to the palace maid beside her to wash some and immediately sent it to Li Er.

Cui Yingying left the palace and did not go to the Tiance General's Mansion. Jin Manqing's affairs have nothing to do with her. What's more important is that Li Yuanxing has stated that no one should have too much contact with Jin Manqing, and don't affect his next Jihua.

Cui Yingying returned to Qinghe Cui's mansion in Chang'an.

This is considered to be going back to her parents' house, Cui Yingying brought 10,000 catties of cold melons, 5 catties of strawberries, and 100 catties of grapes.

Cui Junsu, who was on duty at the household department, received a report from the housekeeper and arranged an errand for the household department, and immediately rushed back.

"Uncle!" Cui Yingying waited in the main hall all the time, and immediately got up to salute when she saw Cui Junsu return.

"Princess Ying!" Cui Junsu's salute is bigger than Cui Yingying's, and his waist is bent deeper.

Cui Yingying's current identity is the concubine of King Qin, which is equivalent to the second-rank edict, so naturally she is higher than Cui Junsu, the third-grade Hubu Shangshu.

"It's a little trivial, can I go to my uncle's study?" Cui Yingying is not asking, but telling Cui Junsu that there are some important things that we need to talk about behind closed doors.

Guarding outside the study was Cui Junsu's cronies, and Cui Yingying first asked, "Does my uncle know about Jin Manqing, a doctor in Yaozhou?" ”

"Chang'an is more than four products, who doesn't know?"

"What does Uncle think?" Cui Yingying asked.

Cui Junsu shook his head: "Let's not talk about how to look at it, let's talk about the consequences of this matter." You came here, it should be the order of His Royal Highness King Qin, how does King Qin plan! ”

"There's a plan!" Cui Yingying recalled what Li Yuanxing said, and after several repetitions, she finally thought that she had made everything clear, and Li Yuanxing's explanation would definitely not say anything.

After listening to this, Cui Junsu sighed with a long sigh: "In the hands of His Royal Highness King Qin, everything is a soldier!" ”

"What does Uncle think?" Cui Yingying asked with concern, what she was most concerned about at the moment was whether this matter could be done well.

"It's doable, it's doable. It's just a baekje, and His Royal Highness King Qin is too lazy to do it, so he lets the people in the market have fun with him. After thinking about the details, he printed a newspaper tonight. Are you staying overnight in the mansion, or are you going to rush back to Qinwangzhuang today! ”

Cui Yingying thought for a while: "I'll go back tonight, has my uncle sent someone to check the cotton harvest?" Seeing the harvest day, Qinwang Farm has already begun to crack a little peach, but the number of plants in Qinwangzhuang is too small, and the real retention of seeds still depends on Hebei! ”

"This matter ......" Cui Junsu thought about it, but still didn't continue: "You can eat some snacks and go back!" ”

Cui Yingying gave a salute and left Cui Junsu's study.

Dim sum or something is a kind word, Cui Yingying will naturally have arrangements if she wants to stay, since she doesn't live, considering the curfew in Chang'an City, it is better to go back earlier.

After Cui Yingying left, Cui Junsu got up and picked up a letter on the shelf, opened it and read it, and shook his head gently: "Your Royal Highness the King of Qin, do you know that the Turks are capricious. The Western Turks formed an alliance with the Tang Dynasty because of the enemy of the Western Regions, but five or ten years later. ”

Cui Junsu thought that the tens of millions of acres of cotton fields should be placed in the Tianshan area, where the Western Turks could be completely controlled.

In the past, Cui Junsu didn't have much understanding of cotton, but now he knows that this cotton is a treasure, from flowers to seeds, to stems, and roots, all of which are treasures, and the utilization rate is something he can't think of at all.

There is no point in telling Cui Yingying about this matter, but now what Li Yuanxing said can be done.

"Come on, the big shopkeeper of the newspaper hall is here, and pick two clever pen writers to come over at night." After Cui Junsu gave the order, he got up and ordered to prepare the car, he was still on duty in the household department, and he could leave, but he couldn't stop going in the afternoon, so he had to rush back to the household department in a hurry.

The next day, in Chang'an City, there was a short picture on the front page of Chang'an Daily.

Don't underestimate the painters of the Tang Dynasty, their painting level has reached a very extraordinary height.

The people of Baekje beat the Tang people!

That's right, it's the Tang Dynasty, because the painter made subtle adjustments to the golden mangreen costumes, the original Goguryeo costumes were influenced by the Han nation, and the subtle adjustments of the long skirts on the body, plus the headdress with the female official logo, this is a Tang Dynasty.

And it's a man, go and hit a woman.

There are more than 10 writers in Honglu Temple, and there are more than 30 scholars in Yingbin Garden, as well as many young scribes.

"We are the writers of the Suzaku Long Street Newspaper......

"We are the writers of the East Market Business Daily......

"We are the writers of Xinglong Newspaper......

"We are the writers of Chang'an Daily......

Writers are equivalent to journalists in later generations, and these writers are much more ruthless than journalists in later generations, because they are scribes, and even many of them are in the official exams, passing the county exam, or even the state exam.

I don't want to be a petty official in my hometown and come to Chang'an to find an opportunity.

Newspaper writer, this is a popular profession for young students, even more than the out-of-school officials of the six departments.

(Note: A non-clerk is a clerk who has no rank, which is equivalent to the rank of a clerk.) After working for a year or two, Haode can become a high-ranking official after assessment, which can be regarded as a real official. So this is one path to becoming an official in the capital)

Speaking of the writers, it was also the scholars from the ninth grade, who really blocked the gate of the Welcome Garden, and the guards who guarded the gate were helpless.

The envoys of Baekje were also helpless.

At this time, Honglu Siqing was sitting in front of him, sipping tea while casually flipping through the newspapers of the day.

Newspapers, this kind of magical affairs but all the envoys who come to the Tang Dynasty will go to read, and every newspaper will not be missed, the most stable sales of newspapers in Chang'an are two areas, one is the newly built embassy area, and the other is the welcome garden of Honglu Temple.

In the Hui embassy, there are only seven regular personnel stationed here, and there are only twenty-three servants and slaves. But they have thirty copies of each newspaper in Chang'an every day, and they will not decrease in any situation, and the number will be doubled especially if there is a major event. Twenty-seven of these newspapers were packed and shipped back to their Hui tribe.

This is a way for foreigners to understand the Tang Dynasty.

Baekje is no exception, they don't order that much, but they do have a variety of 10 servings a day.

"Honglu Temple should stop the newspapers, they tarnish my reputation of Dabaekje!" There was a kind of anxiety in the tone of the Baekje envoy.

Honglu Siqing was still drinking tea unhurriedly: "The clear one is self-purifying!" ”

"Then please let the idlers outside my Dabaekje courtyard in my welcome garden leave."

"Naturally, you can!" Putting down the teacup, Honglu Siqing stood up slowly: "Since Baekje has nothing to say, the idle people outside will naturally not come to disturb again, and the official will not let them get closer to within fifty steps, say goodbye!" ”

The necessary etiquette Baekje envoys still had it, and they stood up to send each other off: "It's hard work!" ”

Honglu Siqing went outside, signaled the guards to rush the few people who were close to the courtyard gate to the steps, and then waved his hand: "Disperse, there is no interesting news here." ”

After that, Honglu Siqing actually stretched out his hand and gently pushed one of the writers: "You are all focused here, is there no more interesting things in Chang'an?" In the past few days, envoys from many countries have visited, and you can't wait to get close to here for a hundred steps within seven days, so retreat! ”

The writers don't seem to be willing yet. (To be continued......)

PS: Happy New Year to all my friends.