Tang Jian thought of the excitement in Chang'an City today, or to be more precise, it started to boil over yesterday. Traditionally, the power of choice and decision-making rested only with the nobles, but the prince actually instituted a city-wide vote! Of course, not everyone in the so-called city is qualified. At least 50,000 people can participate in the whole process.
The happiest thing is the Minister of the Ministry of Industry. The Shaofu makes samples for the production of bamboo playing cards, and the Ministry of Industry is responsible for mass production. Each bamboo playing card is not only unique in style, but also has a number... The bamboo paper is made by the Shaofu's improved technology. It is made, not only as white as snow, but also has peach petals. Multiple measures are taken to ensure the authenticity and ensure that no one can imitate it.
The key point is that no one knows what the next batch of petals will be. The pharmacist once jokingly said, maybe it will be leaves or grass.
The name of the bamboo playing card is also very elegant: Feihua Ling.
For the writing of those three characters, Yu Boxi, Ouyang Xinben, and Chu Dengshan kindly provided sample characters, and the Shaofu craftsmen carved and printed them. The printing pigments were formulated by Li Chunfeng and the prince, and were specially made by the Shaofu.
Li Chunfeng...and Yuan Tiangang, they seem to be very busy recently. One is not staying in Ninghui Pavilion to watch the stars in Chang'an, but is accompanying the prince to make strange objects. The other will only stay in Luoyang for a month before heading to Tengzhou... The more I think about it, the more terrifying it becomes!
"Tang Fu?" Li Yuanying shouted in a low voice when he saw Tang Jian's changing...complex expression. What are you thinking about that makes you so absorbed? How can a person who can deceive others into lameness and count their money for them be above Qiqing? If we return to our original nature, we will not return to the level of innocence.
Li Jing took over the conversation and said with a faint smile: "Your Majesty, he just thought too much and was frightened. It's not serious. It's just a common problem among counselors. Don't pay attention to it."
As the youngest son of the late emperor, Prince Teng had no chance of ascending to the throne. He was neither his direct descendant nor his eldest son, and he did not have a strong maternal clan. As for him, he gives others the impression of being lazy and acting eccentrically. Another point is that His Majesty only has three legitimate sons, so what if Gao Shilian and Changsun Fuji don’t exist?
Tang Jian came to his senses, rolled his eyes at Li Jing, and said, "Are you the one who is sick? I was just thinking about Mr. Yuan and Li Ling. They have stopped watching the stars recently and have become the chief craftsmen of the Shaofu."
It turns out that when Mr. Yuan was asked to take a look at the photo, it all depended on the weather, opportunity, and mood. He could sum it up in two words: XX is very busy.
Li Jing: "..."
"Tang Fu, you are overthinking. Mr. Yuan and Li Ling are just doing things according to brother's instructions and have nothing to do with me." Li Yuanying found that the days without melon seeds were quite lonely. He wanted to achieve the freedom of watermelon seeds first! The sunflowers are to the north of the eagle sauce, and the pumpkins are to the south of the eagle sauce. They are too far away at the moment.
To hunt melons, you can ask Li Sinong to send people to look for them. They are smaller than cold melons (watermelons), but have much larger seeds.
Tang Jian looked at the sky speechlessly. This was the reason why Wei Xuancheng was so angry that he vomited blood every time. Prince Teng, he doesn't follow martial ethics! As he talked, he secretly changed his concept to another direction or level. Compared with him, King Guo, King Jiang and King Jiang were too friendly.
It's not that those three are not bad, but they are very bad on the surface, and their attitudes are very cooperative when they admit their mistakes after being impeached. Although they still remain the same after admitting their mistakes, at least they have an attitude, right? It was King Teng's turn to do something wrong, and that fault was all someone else's. You important ministers did not respect martial ethics and bullied the weak and helpless little pitiful people!
A certain person thinks that his bottom line of principle is extremely flexible, but in front of Prince Teng, A certain person is an old stubborn who sticks to his principles... This is also the main reason why he wants Qiniang to enter Prince Teng's palace. If you stand on the opposite side of him, you will be so angry that your heart, lungs, spleen, and lungs will hurt. But if you are on the same camp with him, you will feel that your heart, liver, spleen, and lungs will feel... so comfortable!
"Your Majesty wants to establish Yunhe Mansion. Yunhe has strange wings, and his eight expressions will be returned in a moment." Li Jing glanced at Tang Jian, picked up the tea bowl, and said leisurely. "Who do you think is the appropriate order?"
Li Yuanying silently picked up the silver hammer, pounded the tea cakes, then crushed the tea leaves into pieces, then put them into a golden roller and ground them into powder.
"Your Majesty, the young master's embroiderer has moved into Meiyuan." Cui Xingzong, the hostess, came over holding a long flat lacquer box and said softly. "This is a piece of cloth woven by the young master. The Weaving and Dyeing Department has ordered you to evaluate it."
Secretly breathing a sigh of relief, Li Yuanying looked at the opened lacquer box. As long as he didn't talk about Yunhe Mansion, the big-eared thief's naming talent once again shocked a certain person. He was very similar to the Konghe Mansion established by a certain empress later. It's just that the latter was established to recruit male favorites. Also, the name Yun Zhonghe, whether it is the Kangqiao poet who likes water lotus or one of the four villains written by his cousin, is very bad.
It’s true that a certain person likes beauties, but a certain person is neither a scumbag nor a bitch, and a certain person wants to be a man who owns the sea!
"They woven this, instead of taking a piece of cloth from the purchased cloth and making it up?" Li Yuanying looked at Cui Xingzong and asked with a serious expression.
It's not that I don't believe them, but...if the Tang Dynasty could weave this kind of cloth, then why did Huang Daopo have to study with others in Yazhou for so long? This is unscientific, very unscientific!
Cui Xingzong crossed his hands and saluted, and said: "It was indeed woven by them. Mr. Dou has been watching there. I personally watched them cut the thread and take it off the loom."
Picking up one end of the cloth and looking at the sun, Li Yuanying let out a long sigh and exclaimed: "For such an ingenious idea, I will be rewarded with a hundred gold coins! Brother, I am very lucky! The Tang Dynasty is very lucky!"
When Li Jing and Tang Jian heard Li Yuanying's words, they stood up and came to his side to enjoy the cloth together...
...Tang Jian looked at Cui Xingzong and asked eagerly: "How much cloth can be produced from a pound of white folding cloth?"
"The width of a foot is eight inches, and it can weave ten feet of cloth." Cui Xingzong took out a small scroll from his sleeve, gave it to Tang Jian with both hands, and said, "Tang Fu, here is a detailed record of their spinning and weaving process."
Tang Jian unfolded the scroll and took a look... The records were really detailed. Eighty-taels and seventy-five cents were wasted on spinning thread, and three taels and five cents were wasted on weaving. The reason why so much spinning thread is wasted is because we want to extract as much thread as possible as thick as silk. After five days of hard work, it can reach thirty liters (in ancient times, eighty strands of cloth were divided into one liter, and one strand was one piece. Ten to fifteen liters is similar to the fine linen cloth of later generations, and twenty to twenty-five liters can be compared with the fine linen cloth of later generations. It is comparable to fine linen cloth, thirty liters can be used to make hats for the emperor and various princes), no matter how fine it is, it will be easy to break.
Putting down the cloth, Li Yuanying took the scroll and saw the words thirty liters. He thought of the plain gauze cicada clothes unearthed from Mawangdui as thin as cicada wings, and the ramie fine cloth from Yongzhou (now Nanning), which was worn in hot weather. The clothes made of it are naturally cool and sweat-free. It has been known as a famous product since the Han Dynasty and is only used by my brother.
Why do you know it is cool and sweat-free? It's very simple. You, Si Zi and Pheasant Slave can each get one, so don't think too much.
"The fine cloth has been reduced to twenty-five liters for the final selection of the oiran." Li Yuanying handed the scroll to Li Jing, looked at Cui Xingzong and ordered.
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