Li Shimin raised his eyes and asked, "How is Yue'er?"
Li Chengqian bowed and said, "Yue'er's complexion has improved a lot, but Yue'er hasn't taken medicine for more than half a year."
After the words fell, Li Shimin raised his eyes and said, "She hasn't taken medicine for more than half a year, and her complexion is much better?"
Li Chengqian replied: "Yes, Yue'er's husband has his own way of recuperating. The child is thinking that Yue'er grew up drinking decoction and medicine when he was a child. Is there something wrong with the medicine, causing Yue'er's body to become worse and worse? The weaker.”
Li Shimin frowned and thought.
Li Chengqian took another small bag of tea and said, "Yueer asked me to give this to my father."
Li Shimin took the bag and asked curiously: "What is this?"
Li Chengqian explained: "This is the fried tea made by Yue'er's husband. Yue'er said that it only needs to be brewed with boiled water, and there is no need to add other things. It is different from making tea."
After carefully smelling the dried leaves in the bag, it turned out to be tea leaves.
Making tea was only done by literati.
Li Shimin, who had been fighting for so many years, was already a rough man.
Of course I also want to be more elegant in my heart, well, try to be as elegant as possible.
In the past two years, Li Shimin often wrote poems and practiced calligraphy.
Doing these things will make you look elegant in the eyes of others.
But making tea is something elegant. Li Shimin doesn't like the weird taste of tea.
Li Chengqian added: "Yue'er also told me that if my father is tired from reviewing memorials every day, he can drink a bowl of it to refresh himself."
This is the filial piety of a daughter.
Thinking of Yue'er, he felt somewhat guilty. Li Shimin sighed and hadn't seen Yue'er for a long time.
Li Shimin nodded slightly and said, "I understand."
Li Chengqian said in a low voice: "My son, please leave first."
Sitting down again, Li Shimin continued to review the memorial.
This small bag of tea is beside the table.
When reviewing memorials, you will see it every time you move your eyes.
Two hours passed, and I was indeed a little tired.
Li Shimin picked up the bag of tea and asked the palace people to boil the water.
Put four or five pieces of fried tea into a bowl, pour boiling water into the bowl and tumble the tea leaves as well.
The chamberlain put the brewed tea aside and said, "Your Majesty, it's ready."
Li Shimin put down his pen and nodded, picked up the tea bowl and smelled it.
The aroma of tea that penetrates the heart and spleen refreshes people's spirits.
Take a sip and savor it.
There is some astringency in the mouth, but the taste is mild and the fragrance lingers on the teeth and cheeks.
The fatigue of the day has also disappeared a lot.
And after brewing, there is still a light and elegant tea fragrance in the temple.
This style, this feeling, isn't this the elegance I have been pursuing?
After drinking, Li Shimin felt energetic again and continued to review the memorial.
For several days, people in the palace noticed that His Majesty would take a sip of tea from time to time.
People from the Imperial Medical Office consulted the classics and found that tea is indeed not harmful to the human body. Drinking some tea on weekdays is not harmful. It is much better than drinking alcohol all day long.
Li Shimin also discovered that drinking a sip of tea after a meal was even more beneficial, as the greasy feeling of meat was also swept away.
After going down to court, Li Shimin hosted a banquet for Fang Xuanling, Changsun Wuji and others.
After drinking meat and wine, the brewed tea was distributed to everyone in bowls. Li Shimin said: "Everyone, this is fried tea and let's drink together."
Everyone stood up and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty."
When the tea came into their mouths, everyone was tasting it carefully.
Li Shimin took a sip and then took a sip of tea after the meal, which cleared away the greasiness and refreshed him.
Listening to all the civil and military ministers praising the fried tea.
Li Shimin felt increasingly satisfied, hmm! elegant.
After the banquet, Li Shimin found that there was not much tea left in Yue'er's delivery, and he unknowingly realized that tea was inseparable.
Thinking of Yue'er's condition, Cheng Qian also wondered if there was something wrong with the medicine.
Li Shimin said to Li Junxian: "Go to the Imperial Medical Office to inquire about the decoction for Princess Runan."
Li Junxian bowed and said, "Here!"
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These days, Zhang Yang has been working as a apprentice in a blacksmith shop.
Help the blacksmith master make iron tools.
In addition to cutting corners and materials, Zhang Yang himself would also take advantage of others not paying attention and take away some iron materials.
There wasn't much iron going along, and with the illiterate attitude of the owner who only wanted to collect money and not care about the output, he wouldn't have known about the lack of iron.
The master's surname is Jiang, and he is also a well-known master blacksmith in this street.
While Master Jiang in the blacksmith shop was resting, Zhang Yang was still busy forging iron.
In private, Zhang Yang used the blacksmith's stove to make two small iron pots and a kitchen knife.
Zhang Yang has been working here for half a month. Master Jiang is very satisfied with this apprenticeship.
Today Zhang Yang said to his old master: "Master, I'm here to resign."
The old master said puzzledly: "You are very talented and hardworking. If you work for a few more years, you will be a master and you will have no problem making a living."
Zhang Yang grinned and said, "My wife at home can't stand me coming out to endure hardship."
The old master nodded sadly, took out a handful of money and handed it to him and said, "That's not forced. You are a diligent boy. If you want to be a blacksmith in the future, come to the west of the city."
Zhang Yang smiled and took the money and nodded in agreement.
Wrap the kitchen knife and the iron pot, and watch the salt and iron closely so that no one can see them.
After Zhang Yang left the blacksmith shop, a man who looked like a general came here to get a knife.
"Where was the boy who worked last time? Is my knife ready?"
While the old master was working hard, he pointed to the shelf beside him and said, "The general's sword has been prepared and is on the shelf."
The general picked up the horizontal sword from the shelf, tried it in his hand and exclaimed: "Good craftsmanship, good sword!"
The patterns on the knife are also nice to look at. Master Jiang looked at the surface of the knife. From the patterns, you can see how the knife was forged. He has been making iron for most of his life, and his forging skills can be considered very good. That kid’s iron forging technique was not taught by himself. That kind of thing.
When he flicked the blade with his fingers, the blade made a clanging sound.
The general paid the money and left with satisfaction.
Master Jiang sat alone for a long time, looked at the general's leaving figure, and whispered: "It's broken!"
If these generals want to forge their swords when they see them, what should they do?
Zhang Yang was walking on the way home when he saw a group of scholars standing on the roadside. Everyone standing at the front was reading articles loudly, and they seemed to be reading some opinions on Confucian classics.
The onlookers cheered as he read the article.
In less than half an hour, he was invited away by a well-dressed man.
The scholars who had just gathered around all looked at him with envy. This man would definitely join a powerful family in the future, and he might even be an official. For a moment, they were filled with envy, jealousy, and hatred.
Looking at this scene, Zhang Yang let out a long sigh. It seems that the person who read the article will not be easy in the future, and has become a tool for the powerful to control power.
Squeeze out the value of use and become a ladder for others to move up.
Dreams about turning over are beautiful.
But a group of ordinary people don't know the darkness of people's hearts.
You can't be too good at being a person. There was Yang Xiu in front of him and Shen Wansan in the back. Neither of them ended well.
When he returned home, Li Yue was mending clothes.
It seemed that Zhang Yang came back with a baggage, and Li Yue asked curiously: "What did you buy?"
Zhang Yang unpacked the bag and found two iron pots and a kitchen knife. "Our family finally has decent cooking tools. This is an important step in improving our quality of life and deserves celebration."
Li Yue frowned and asked, "Where do you get the money to buy ironware?"
Zhang Yang put the iron pot on the built stove and tried it. The size was not bad.
I saw Zhang Yang still tinkering with the iron pot.
Li Yue walked up behind him and said, "Ironware is very expensive."
Zhang Yang told her what happened in the blacksmith shop.
Li Yue smiled and scolded: "You cut corners and take other people's wages, and you use other people's stoves to make things for yourself."
Zhang Yang dodged Li Yue's flesh-twisting claws and said, "That's also the fruit of my labor."
