It was sunny on October 16, the thirteenth year of Zhenguan.

Early that morning, they got busy right after dinner. Chun Yan and Liu Mei were busy cleaning the king's face and combing his hair, while Mo Hua, Siqi and the others put clothes on Li Yuanjia - layer by layer.

On the first floor, there are matching shoes, hats and various accessories, carefully as if these things are fragile.

In fact, these clothes and hats are indeed very precious.

Even Li Yuanjia, who has a noble status, can only wear two clothes now... Of course, he hardly wears them in normal times, which is why it is so grand to welcome the emperor today.

Just putting this outfit on takes almost two sticks of incense!

If you take into account the patterns on your own clothes, the exquisiteness of the patterns, the preciousness of the fabrics, and the complexity of various details, in the eyes of Lao Yuanjia, there is no way to scorn the so-called top aristocratic styles in Western Europe.

pressure!

"What a pity, these things will be gone in the future!"

Li Yuanjia couldn't help but sigh when he thought about the future poverty in a conservative China. Just think about it, there will be people in the future who will say that China has no aristocrats and that all of them are old haters and nouveau riche, just like people in Europe and the United States.

The comparison was just like scumbags and so on, so he was particularly unhappy.

No nobles?

No temperament?

China has only been in decline for a hundred years and has been completely denied?

So while getting dressed, Li Yuanjia secretly made up his mind: "Apart from anything else, just for the sake of these good things from our ancestors, we must carry forward the movable type printing and papermaking technology no matter what, even if we lose the profits from glass and mirrors.

I don’t hesitate to throw them all in! Humph, I don’t believe it anymore. As long as it is a good book that catches the eye, I will print ten... ahem, ten thousand copies and distribute it all over the world. In this way, it will still be lost.

If so, then they deserve their misfortune..."

Every time the same thought comes to him, Li Yuanjia's belief in continuing to develop calligraphy and papermaking becomes stronger!

Knowledge and books are always the most important part of promoting social development!

Even Li Yuanjia knows very well that as long as productivity cannot reach a certain level, no matter how many books he prints, only a few people will read them, but he will still persevere.

He is not yet twenty years old, and if nothing else happens, he will have enough time to push forward everything...

"Your Majesty, you are already dressed!"

Just when Li Yuanjia's thoughts couldn't help but fly to the sky, Fang Fengzhu's words brought him back again. He turned to look at his princess, and Li Yuanjia smiled slightly.

At this time, Fang Fengzhu was looking at him with bright eyes, and a healthy blush appeared on his cheeks.

There is no doubt that Li Yuanjia is very handsome.

Even if his congenital condition is good, the genes of the old Li family are still very powerful. In addition, Li Yuanjia has maintained a healthy body through constant exercise all year round. It is just right and holds up this outfit... Of course, what is more important is the experience of two lives.

, as well as the identity and experience of the Prince of the Tang Dynasty, all of which allowed him to develop a temperament that was slightly different from other dignitaries of the same era!

It is peaceful and indifferent, yet full of confidence!

This extremely unique temperament is undoubtedly very lethal to a little girl like Fang Fengzhu, so much so that even though she has been married for more than a year, Fang Fengzhu still can't suppress the restlessness in her heart and her cheeks are filled with tears.

Somewhat hot!

And those who had the same feeling as her were the four maids around her.

But compared to Fang Fengzhu, who was looking at her husband in a daze, Chun Yan and Liu Mei seemed a little lost, because at this moment, they all thought of what the princess had said to them a few days ago.

Involuntarily, there was a trace of resentment in his eyes.

However, the resentful glances of the maids did not affect Li Yuanjia's mood at all. He reached out and patted the clothes on his body. Suddenly he wanted to ask Han Cheng and the others to bring a mirror over - this outfit was very uncomfortable to wear. The only thing was that Perhaps the only advantage is that he is handsome and attractive, but it is a pity that he cannot see clearly without a mirror!

However, after this thought passed through Li Yuanjia's mind for a moment, it quickly passed by.

Let’s wait for the surprise brought by the mirror.

As a semi-perfectionist, Li Yuanjia really didn't want to give those "ugly" mirrors to his princess, even though he knew that even a bad mirror would be enough to make Fang Fengzhu ecstatic.

"Be patient and wait a little longer."

After taking a deep breath, Li Yuanjia nodded and said: "Fengzhu, you stay at home well, I'll go out of the city first..."

…

On October 15th, Emperor Li Shimin of the Tang Dynasty came to Jiucheng Palace.

When the emperor returns to Chang'an, everyone will naturally go out of the city to greet him.

As the Prince of the Tang Dynasty who stayed in Chang'an, it was naturally impossible for Li Yuanjia to stay at home and not go out. Moreover, with his noble status, he had to stand at the forefront of the crowd welcoming the emperor, and his position was only slightly behind the prince Li Chengqian...

Of course, as the one with the highest status left in Chang'an, Li Chengqian would not have arrived so early, at least not before the moment Li Yuanjia arrived. But Li Yuanjia saw a familiar little fat man from a distance... No, it should be said now. That’s right for a big fat guy!

When he saw Li Yuanjia, Li Tai, who had just returned to Chang'an two days ago, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he stepped forward and saluted: "My nephew, Li Tai, I have met the emperor's uncle!"

"Haha, get up, get up quickly!"

Naturally, Li Yuanjia would not let Li Tai salute all the time, so he quickly stepped forward and grabbed his... well, chubby left hand. He suppressed the pain in his heart and said with a smile: "Long time no see, Xiao Tai..."

Even for his nephew, Li Yuanjia felt extremely uncomfortable at this time.

How old is Li Tai this year? Is he nineteen or twenty? Even his nephew Li Zhi, who is now eleven or twelve years old, would feel awkward holding hands with Li Yuanjia, let alone Li Tai who is still a giant today.

But there is no way, who makes the Tang people like this? Especially for people with "close" relationships like Li Tai, it is normal for Li Yuanjia to take the initiative to extend his hand to express intimacy.

So after a few gentle pulls, Li Yuanjia hurriedly let go of his nephew's fat hand.

Li Tai didn't notice the subtlety in his uncle's expression. He blinked and quickly said with a smile: "Uncle, do you still have more glass over there? Two glass windows in my study were broken a few days ago. Chunk..."

"..."

The corner of his mouth twitched, and Li Yuanjia rolled his eyes subconsciously.

All right.

The glass made by Han Cheng and the others is a bit brittle, but if you don't touch it directly, it won't be particularly easy to break, right?
Chapter completed!