Tang Ping has now begun to consider whether to build a larger warehouse at home to stack gifts.
The news of the daughter's fortune spread throughout Chang'an, and everyone who thought they had a relationship with Tang Ping came to give him gifts.
There were so many people that they blocked the road from Chang'an to Shanghe Village.
After returning, Tang Ping felt that he had been receiving gifts and treating guests to dinner.
This lasted for about half a month before it finally subsided.
"Hey, little guy, why do I feel like you are so much more popular than your father!" Tang Ping gently poked his daughter's face with his finger.
Within a month, Tangtang was no longer as wrinkled as when he was born.
Not only has her face become chubby, her hair has also grown a lot, and now she looks like a porcelain doll.
"Don't make her face drool." Wang Qingluan slapped Tang Ping's hand.
"Oh, I can't help it, hehe!" Tang Ping rubbed his hands slyly, this was a real beating, the force was so strong, and it hurt so much!
Tang Ping and Wang Qingluan were playing with Tang Tang in the room, and Lu Yi suddenly came and knocked on the door.
"Sir, Your Majesty invites you to come into the palace."
"If you don't go, if you don't go, just say... I'm sick!"
Tang Ping was lying next to Tang Tang and refused to move.
"You!" Wang Qingluan rolled his eyes at him: "Your Majesty has called you several times. Something must have happened, otherwise he wouldn't have called you that."
Tang Ping was pushed up. Thinking that what Wang Qingluan said made sense, he had no choice but to say to Tang Tang: "My good daughter, Daddy has to go out. I'll come back to play with you later!"
Although he was only one year old, Tang Tang seemed to be able to understand words, babbling to Tang Ping and saying some unknown words, which made Tang Ping very happy.
"Look, look, she knows I'm leaving and says she doesn't want to!"
"Okay, okay, let's go! I'm going to breastfeed!"
Tang Ping was kicked out, shrugged, called Lao Cui and Lao Du, and drove to Chang'an City.
I went directly to the Xiande Hall and found that Li Shimin was the only one there today.
"Second uncle, you are looking for me."
"Yes!" Li Shimin looked at him and smiled: "You kid, just stay at home and watch your daughter." "Don't you like Tangtang too?"
"Yes!" Li Shimin sighed: "Who doesn't want to stay at home and watch over his wife and daughter? You think about it, I think about it, and so do the thousands of soldiers of the Tang Dynasty."
As he spoke, he waved his hand and motioned for Tang Ping to sit down: "I asked you to come here because I want you to think of a way to allow the soldiers on the border of the Tang Dynasty to meet their families, or to hear their voices. "
Although the countries surrounding the Tang Dynasty now support Tang Ping, the pressure on the borders is not much less.
All countries were on guard against the Tang Dynasty, and the Tang Dynasty was also on guard against the surrounding countries.
Many soldiers on the border can only spend the New Year on the border.
"Why did your Majesty remember this?" Tang Ping was a little curious.
"Hey, look at this!" Li Shimin threw a memorial to Tang Ping.
Tang Ping was speechless for a long time after seeing it. The thing was very simple. A veteran passed away at home with no children around him.
It's not that his children are unfilial, but that all four of his sons are in the army.
Logically speaking, all sons in a family are not allowed to go out, but this veteran, who followed Li Yuan to conquer the world, felt that everyone was responsible for the Tang Dynasty's difficulties, so all four sons were sent to the army.
Although the local government provided him with enough food and clothing for his daily needs, no one was around after all.
One night I fell asleep in bed and never woke up.
"There are no quiet years, but there are people who are carrying the burden for us!" Tang Ping said quietly.
"Yes, so I have asked the military department to start a thorough investigation. If there is a similar situation, they will be forced to retire. But now many of the soldiers on the border have not been back for two years, so I want to ask you, have you ever Some way to get them to talk to their families."
Although it is not wartime and there is no war for three months, letters from home are still worth ten thousand yuan.
The literacy rate in the Tang Dynasty has improved a lot, but it is still impossible to say that every soldier has the ability to write letters home.
More often than not, the letter my family receives is just a crooked word: OK.
Maybe he said that he was doing well, and he also hoped that his family members were doing well.
The current population of the Tang Dynasty is already the best ratio to ensure domestic production and military strength.
If a large number of soldiers are recruited, domestic production will be affected.
Tang Ping gently placed the memorial on the desk and began to think.
With his current ability and the technology Datang has mastered, he does not have the conditions to set up a telephone, let alone a video.
Seeing Tang Ping thinking there, Li Shimin did not disturb him.
To be honest, if it weren't for Tang Ping, this kind of thing would be almost unsolvable in Datang. It was because of Tang Ping that he had a glimmer of hope.
After all, Tang Ping has so many impressive things.
"Second uncle!" After thinking for a long time, Tang Ping finally said: "The officers and soldiers in each army come from all over the world, but I have a way to record their voices, smiles, and what they want to say to their families, but it must be next to I’m afraid it won’t be easy to show it to their families.”
Just like the army in the far west of Longyou Road, there may be people from Chang'an, Luoyang, and Taiyuan.
Tang Ping could spend some time recording what each of them said, but how to distinguish whether they were from Chang'an, Luoyang or Taiyuan? And then release it to their families?
This is really difficult.
Li Shimin was a little helpless: "Can't you even do anything?"
"If you just want to bring an image to your family, I can find a way." Tang Ping said.
"Oh? How?"
"We have a kind of camera there called Polaroid. After taking the photo, the photo will be available immediately. We can send some people from each army to go there with the camera, and after taking the photo, let the soldiers leave their home addresses and unify After taking back Chang'an, we will send them to the state capitals through the inn, and then they will be delivered to their families from the state capitals."
"Yes, this method works!"
If you can see the faces of your family, that would be much more meaningful than a letter from home.
"How many frontier troops are there in the Tang Dynasty now?" Tang Ping asked
"If all is counted, it should be around 1.2 million."
"1.2 million?" Tang Ping nodded. It sounds like a lot, but it's actually not bad.
He had seen Gou Shaoqun use Polaroids before. The retail price of a pack of ten photos was around 40, but if he bought so many at one time, it must be a lot cheaper.
Even if one ticket costs about 2 yuan per person, that is more than two million yuan. Now Tang Ping can easily afford this amount of money.
