"This Quyuanli was built by you and Lao Hong, right?"
Walking out of the woods, Li Shimin lightly stomped the dirt on his feet while pretending to check casually.
"Yes, yes, yes - I can't do this carpentry work..."
Old Uncle Wen couldn't figure out Li Shimin's thoughts, but he answered Li Shimin's questions in a good manner. After all, this might be the big shopkeeper of the grocery store, a potential big customer, and he couldn't afford to offend him.
Li Shimin nodded and said nothing more.
Lao Hong, right?
I remember that a few days ago, when Zian was talking about increasing the yield per mu, he recommended Lao Hong. It was time to add two generals to the Ministry of Industry.
When leaving Old Uncle Wen's house, Duan Lun tried to fight Qu Yuanli away.
I can’t wait any longer. I’ll ask the people from the Ministry of Industry to start copying it when I get back today!
For large quantities, we must wait until the spring of next year so that all the capitals in the Tang Dynasty can use this new type of curved shaft plow.
I can't control the yield per acre, but I must do a good job in the logistics. This is my responsibility as the Minister of Industry!
Several people didn't take other tools.
It's not necessary. If nothing else happens, given His Majesty's temperament, Old Uncle Wen's reward will be reduced this afternoon.
He may even have to take office tomorrow or the day after tomorrow.
Now that we have people, are we still afraid that we won’t be able to produce these agricultural tools?
In this winter, when we returned to Wang Zi'an's house, the food was already cold. Fortunately, everyone was almost done eating, so we decided to help clear away the dishes together.
"You grown men, how can you do this? Just go and do your work, I will do this for you -"
Seeing that a group of important court officials wanted to wash the dishes themselves, Empress Changsun snatched the job without any explanation.
Successfully helped her husband gain a lot of favor.
It attracted praise from a group of people.
With young people like Cheng Chumo, Cheng Chuliang and Li Siwen, there is no need to give instructions for small things like delivering boards and moving bricks.
Wang Zi'an happily ran into the house and moved out his desk.
Put the pen, ink, paper and inkstone one by one.
"Come on, everyone, leave a copy of your calligraphy treasure——"
This brat really wants it!
Several people looked at each other and couldn't help but feel a bit toothache.
Although they are somewhat confident in their calligraphy, this brat's calligraphy is too exaggerated. Writing in front of him will always unconsciously make everyone feel inferior.
Li Yuan didn't know these situations.
Seeing that everyone was pushing and shoving, no one was willing to take action. They thought they were respecting their status and giving themselves courtesy, but it was hard to explain, so they immediately coughed and stood up.
"Since everyone is so humble, I'll start by throwing some light on the topic and start it off—"
As he spoke, Li Yuan picked up his writing brush, pondered for a moment, and wrote the words "A house that accumulates good deeds will always be blessed."
Everyone cheered loudly.
Wang Zi’an:……
As for integrity, don't you mean that big guys like you in Datang are all very ethical?
Although Li Yuan's handwriting is not bad, it is nonsense to say how good it is. It is obvious that everyone's applause is mostly just to cheer him up.
Of course, Wang Zi'an didn't care whether their handwriting was good or not. Regardless of whether it was good or not, it was still not as good as his own. The key to letting them write this was to satisfy the little pride in his heart.
Just when everyone thought it was over, they saw Li Yuan take out a small seal from his arms and cover it with force.
A group of people couldn't help but change their colors slightly.
Aren't you afraid of exposing your identity?
When I saw the small seal that was "Shu De Layman's Seal", I breathed a sigh of relief. A private seal, it should be fine, right?
Thinking of this, everyone couldn't help but glance at Wang Zi'an subconsciously.
Wang Zi'an doesn't know shit about seals. If he can recognize traditional Chinese characters, that's already an unexpected surprise. Do you expect someone who can't read a single classical Chinese text to understand this kind of thing?
Therefore, in Wang Zi'an's eyes, this thing is -
Well, very good, very popular!
"Well, not bad, not bad - very good, very good, everyone will stamp it if they have a stamp, and sign if they don't -"
Seeing that there seemed to be no "overthinking" on Wang Zi'an's face, everyone felt relieved.
Just don’t know.
Although Li Yuan's operation surprised everyone, it also brought inspiration to everyone.
It's just a signature, and it doesn't say that you have to sign with your real name, just a name. As for not having a name, just pick one temporarily!
Basic fuck!
My father has already written it, but there are still some things I dare not write.
Li Shimin simply gave a few words of humility, then stood up with a smile.
"You are moving to a new home soon. Let me write a plaque for you——"
As Li Shimin spoke, he picked up his writing brush, held his breath and wrote several beautiful characters "Chang'an Founding Marquis Mansion".
Then, he took out a small personal seal and stamped it carefully.
This is what he uses when he is having fun in private - layman Lingyun.
Except for a few close ministers, few people really know.
"Your Majesty - I must say, shopkeeper Li's calligraphy has improved again -"
Kong Yingda couldn't help but his eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but praise aloud.
Others couldn't help but nod their heads, but they weren't totally impressed. Li Shimin's calligraphy was really beautiful.
Li Shimin couldn't help but feel a little proud in his heart, with a satisfied smile on his face. There were many happy events today, and he was in a good mood. Even his writing was very good, three points better than usual.
"Zian, how are you?"
Li Shimin stood up with his pen in hand, feeling quite proud of looking forward to Zixiong.
"Well, not bad, not bad - as a wealthy businessman, it is rare to write like this..."
Seeing this guy's expression of rushing to praise me, Wang Zi'an couldn't help but laugh and deliberately teased.
Li Shimin:...
I shouldn't have asked you!
With the father and son taking the lead, others also started writing. Even Changsun Wuji reluctantly wrote a few words for him.
Wang Zi'an didn't mind it either. After all, he was also the first of the twenty-four heroes of Lingyan Pavilion and a famous boss in the Tang Dynasty.
If word spreads, how much can it be sold for?
When everyone was about to finish writing, Wang Zi'an looked at Cheng Yaojin, who had begun to sneak into the crowd.
Just look and say nothing.
Looking at Cheng Yaojin, he almost became angry and embarrassed.
"Ahem - I don't feel well today. I will write to you in a few days -"
It’s decided, if this kid doesn’t know how to behave, I will fight him to the death!
The key is when do you feel better——
Everyone looked at him strangely, and Wang Zian nodded with a smile.
Forget it, seeing as how hard you are trying to get benefits for me today, I’ll just keep saying this for now——
It was impossible to let him go. He suspected that if Cheng Yaojin's words could be passed down, they might be more valuable than the words of people like Li Shimin in future generations.
The prince put away these words happily.
Tsk tsk, when I collect all the calligraphy and paintings of famous people from the Tang Dynasty and find a special place to put them, won't this blind the titanium alloy eyes of the experts in later generations?
(End of chapter)
