After a while.
Li Shimin came back shirtless, pulling a plow and sweating profusely.
Fang Xuanling, who was holding Qu Yuuli behind him, also had sweat on his face, and his long gray hair on the temples had already been wet with sweat.
Seeing this, Empress Changsun on the side of the field ignored the mud in the field and walked up to Li Shimin with her skirt in hand.
When Empress Changsun saw the red mark on Li Shimin's shoulder, her eyes suddenly turned red.
She bit her lip lightly, grasped her sleeves, and carefully wiped the sweat from Li Shimin's forehead, while shouting out with distress.
"Erlang..."
Li Shimin loosened the hemp rope in his hand and touched the Chinese clothes around his waist with both hands. Then he stretched out his right hand and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of Changsun's eyes with the back of his hand.
Li Shimin said softly:
"Okay, I'm fine. Besides, the children are watching!"
Queen Changsun nodded upon hearing this, and then helped Li Shimin onto the field path.
Princess Changle, wearing a light yellow palace dress and a flying fairy bun, walked quickly to Queen Changsun, handed the towel to Changsun with both hands and said:
"Mother, this is the towel given by Brother Ming. Please wipe your body quickly, please don't catch a cold."
Queen Changsun took the towel and just rubbed it a little, then she realized that the towel and the stockings on her feet were made of the same material, both made of cotton!
Queen Changsun took the towel and wiped it with Li Shimin a few times. She immediately discovered that this towel was more absorbent than the bath towels in the palace!
[This cotton is really good stuff! Not only do you knit comfy socks, but you also make such great towels! 】
Li Shimin also felt the softness of the towel. He turned to Qin Ming and asked:
"My dear nephew, what is this towel made of?"
At this time, Qin Ming was sitting on the bench, feeding cakes to the lively and cute little Sizi sitting on his lap.
After hearing Li Shimin's question, Qin Ming raised his head and said to Li Shimin:
"This towel is woven with cotton thread. Because there is not much cotton in the house, I only made a few."
Li Shimin nodded slightly when he heard this.
After putting on the clothes around his waist, Li Shimin winked at Fang Xuanling.
Fang Xuanling nodded slightly, walked to Qin Ming and asked:
"My dear nephew, I and Your Majesty just experienced it personally and found that the plow you made is indeed much better than what the common people used before."
Fang Xuanling coughed dryly, forced a smile and asked:
"If we only rely on my nephew's workshop, I'm afraid the production capacity will be limited. If we want people all over the Tang Dynasty to use it, I'm afraid it will take many years to wait for such a plow."
Upon hearing this, Qin Ming knew that what was supposed to come came anyway.
He raised his head, looked at Fang Xuanling and said knowingly:
"What does Uncle Fang mean?"
Fang Xuanling bowed, narrowed his eyes and smiled:
"I wonder if my nephew has ever considered donating the method of making this plow to the imperial court?"
Just as Qin Ming was about to nod, his head was held down.
Qin Ming shook his head, raised his head to cover the dazzling sunlight with his hands, and after seeing the person clearly, Qin Ming said doubtfully:
"grandfather?"
Li Yuan coughed dryly and ignored Qin Ming.
He crossed his hands on his chest, raised his head and glanced sideways at Li Shimin, and then his eyes fell on Fang Xuanling again.
"I dare to ask the prime minister, if the grandson of a certain family contributes the method of making a new type of plow to the imperial court, what reward will the imperial court give to the Ming brother of a certain family?"
"Isn't it just a dry word of encouragement?"
When Fang Xuanling heard the Emperor's question, she didn't know whether to laugh or cry!
【Okay! Qin Ming is so lucky that he can actually ask the Supreme Emperor to help him get an official position from His Majesty! 】
Then he thought of the benefits His Majesty had promised Qin Ming in the field just now.
"If I go back to Mr. Li, if the Qin County man is willing, I can help the Qin County man to ask for a county uncle in the court."
Li Shimin heard this and echoed:
"I have always made clear rewards and punishments. Since the plow made by my nephew can benefit the people of the world, I can guarantee it now, as long as my nephew presents this method to the imperial court!"
"After the court meeting tomorrow, the eunuchs from the palace will come to the house to announce the good news."
Li Yuan sneered when he heard this, curled his lips and said:
"County uncle? Do you still have clear rewards and punishments? Are you sending someone to beg for food?"
When Qin Ming heard this, he glanced at Li Yuan in surprise, stood up with Si Zi in his arms, gently tugged on Li Yuan's sleeves, and said in a low voice:
"Old man, how can you talk to His Majesty like this? Apologize to His Majesty quickly, lest he vent his anger on you."
Li Yuan stared at this and said with a smile:
"He dares to do so. The law of the Tang Dynasty stipulates that people over the age of sixty do not have to kneel when they see a saint! Furthermore, the law of the Tang Dynasty stipulates that you cannot be punished for your words!"
"I am sixty-six years old this year, and I am from the Li family in Longxi. I have the same clan as him. According to the genealogy, I am still his elder!"
"What am I afraid of!"
After saying that, he gave Qin Ming a reassuring look.
Li Shimin's mouth twitched when he heard this, and he bowed and said:
"Then I wonder what Duke Li thinks should be rewarded for Qin Ming's meritorious service?"
After hearing this, Li Yuan sat down on Hu Deng and crossed his legs:
"I feel that the contribution of a certain grandson is enough to obtain the title of County Marquis!"
"What do you think?"
Li Shimin frowned when he heard this, thought for a while and said:
"But Tang law stipulates that no one can be granted a title without military merit."
When Li Yuan heard this, he rolled his eyes at his son, smiled and cursed:
"My grandson developed a new type of plow and made outstanding contributions to the imperial court and the people of the Tang Dynasty. He will definitely be able to save countless lives in the future!"
"If this is not considered meritorious service, then what is considered meritorious service? Opening up new territories and expanding territory?"
Li Shimin sighed after hearing this!
[Okay, okay, you are me, you have the final say. 】
"Okay, then I will fight for it, and I will promote my nephew to the rank of county prince tomorrow morning."
Li Yuan nodded slightly when he heard this and said with a smile:
"That's pretty much it. Let's talk first. I'll go take a look at Jun Yatou's painting. How is it going now?"
After speaking, Li Yuan flicked his long sleeves and walked towards the bookcase not far away. He felt a little distracted and brushed off his clothes, hiding the taste of merit and fame!
After Li Yuan left, Li Shimin suddenly asked:
"My dear nephew, your new plow is really good. Have you decided on a name for it?"
Qin Ming hummed and said:
"I call it the Quyuan Plow because of its style."
Li Shimin frowned when he heard this. He tugged on Qin Ming's sleeve and asked in a low voice:
"Can my nephew have a different name?"
"Huh? If it's not called Quyulili, what is it called? How does Uncle Li think it should be named?"
"How about calling it Zhenguan Plow?"
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