Li Shimin knew that it would not be able to destroy Tuyuhun in winter. Another thing was that the finances were tight, so he had to beware of a sudden snow disaster this winter. Although it was a warm winter, human resources wanted to fight against God, and competing for character was not the right way.

However, while Li Dong was having dinner at home, the loyal lackey Hou Junji came back from Liangzhou and secretly sued Li Jing for a trick.

"Your Majesty, I attacked Kushan, beheaded 3,000 people, and Fu Yun fled in a panic. He should have achieved his merits in one battle. However, Mr. Li allowed the enemy to leave and stayed in the camp...the camp..."

"Say! Don't worry!"

"Your Majesty, Mr. Li let the enemy go away, but instead fetched the wool in the camp."

“…”

Dong Li turned his head and looked at Hou Junji: Are you really nonsense?

The atmosphere was a bit awkward, but Li Shimin sighed: "Forget it, the pharmacist will not let me down."

Hou Junji blinked: "Who returns to the army, I wonder if Your Majesty has any suggestions?"

"It's just to listen to the pharmacist's order."

"I received the order."

Then Hou Junji returned to Ganliang. Li Jing was so happy these days. He has always been a very calm person, but he can't prepare a sheep to make up 10 or 20 kilograms of wool.

A catty of twenty cents can be used, and a sheep can be used at least two hundred cents. There are 70,000 cattle and 80,000 cattle and 80,000, and 30,000 large sheep that can be used to fleece, all of which are the best sheep.

How much does it cost?

Six thousand stakes at least!

For this matter, Li Yaoshi wrote a special note, asking Li Daliang to sign with him, and waited for Hou Jun to come back and handed it to Mr. Li in a joint letter.

No matter which prodigal son bought these rags, with this money, let alone snowing in winter and making knives in the sky, the six thousand soldiers in his camp kept their brows without frowning. Whoever is cowardly was born to his wife.

"Zhongming, what do you think Dalang collects this wool?"

In the camp, Li Daliang brought a group of Han Qiang people to work hard. The Tang Dynasty was not allowed to kill cattle. Of course, two cattle died in a car accident when working hard. No one wanted to see this. Since the cattle were all dead, we should not waste it. Make a beef soup and beef bone soup for the brothers, sprinkle some chopped green onion to warm up the body.

While drinking beef soup, Li Daliang also smiled: "Mr. Li, this subordinate doesn't know."

Li Daliang spent several months under Li Jing, so he claimed to be a subordinate. Li Jing put down a volume of "Wei Liao", and the bamboo slips clattered. King Li Tian said with emotion: "Dalang acts not like a young man. Although he is worse than the previous King of Wei of Sui, he is still in the slightest."

Wang Yang Shuang of Wei dared to bring hundreds of people to sweep the Yongzhou at the age of twelve. At the age of 19, he led 5,000 people and the Turkic Khan to face the front, with 200,000 troops on the other side...

Unfortunately, I died early, but fortunately I died early.

Old Zhang is now thirteen years old. After more than a thousand years of spare time, he is just a naughty child in junior high school who skips classes and fights. But these days, he is commonplace to be a soldier at the age of five or six to chop wood at the age of seven or eight to dig food in the field at the age of 11 or 2 to join the army as a fighter.

It’s too far away to talk about Ganluo Twelve. There is a talented man in Hongwenguan who can never forget him. He was called to help at the age of eleven. Of course, he was a temporary worker, unlike Lao Zhang who was involved in a relationship and was involved in a staffing position. Of course, the conditions do not allow it. The main reason is that this kid’s father is a messenger of justice and cannot do such a level-less thing in the back door.

Since Lao Zhang was laid off on his first day of work, the seat that the Hongwenguan essayist had been vacant, but he was only fourteen years old and was in his prime. He was very enthusiastic. Unlike his father, he wanted to be a partner of knowledge.

In later generations, a young man was called flowers, rainy season, and in the future. In the Tang Dynasty, it was called labor.

"The King of Wei cannot let the treasury be full."

"The treasury is not necessarily full, the treasury..." Li Jing suddenly felt a little embarrassed and slandered the emperor. This was a big deal. However, when he saw that Li Daliang hadn't heard anything, he coughed lightly, "Triached white sugar is really good. I wonder what kind of methods Dalang has to do this time."

Wool has egg-friendly, and Turkic wool is used as a scent. The skin peeled off is not as good as the Tang people. Only Jiankun’s wool is softer, and it is more convenient for Sogdians to use it to weave blankets. Unfortunately, the craft garbage is a thousand miles worse than silk.

The silk in the world came out of Jiangdong, and the raw silk in Guanzhong was three levels worse than that in Jiangdong. However, the Sogdians got silk in Chang'an, and one piece was ranging from 200 to 500 yuan in Chang'an. They threw Persia and directly exchanged for a big mule or even a mare.

So, let alone Li Jing, Li Daliang, who has always been good at managing local areas, can't understand it. Could it be that the young man in Jiangdong really have the ability to turn into gold?

As soon as the first day passed, a young man from Jiangdong stayed at home to continue drawing assembly pictures, but someone got upset when he was just in the first lunar month.

Dongdongdongdong! Dongdongdongdongdongdongdongdong...

Because Zhang Gongjin couldn't live here, Zhang De lived there, and there was no need for many servants. The door was closed in the first month and Cheng Chubi didn't open when he came.

There was a sign of the boss at the door with a line of words written on it: Visits are not allowed.

However, people with no quality still came over and knocked on the door vigorously.

Damn it, can you let people live a good life!

Zhang De tsk, threw the charcoal pen, and shouted: "Anu, Anu, go and tell people outside that you will not see guests!"

Xue Zhaonu was holding a copper hand warmer in the compartment, blushing, a green wolf skin covered her lower body, and placed the table next to it, with seven or eight fruit plates on it. There were persimmon cakes, pine nuts, pistachio, walnuts, walnuts, raisins, dried fruits, milk cakes, rice cakes, and various fruits...

When Lao Zhang came out to call her, Xue Zhaonu had rice cake flour hanging around the corner of her mouth, and she was lazy in the lounge chair, and she was overeating.

"Alang, don't go to open the door. They knocked for a while and found that there was no one, so naturally...

Bang!

The door was knocked open.

The person who came in was at least two meters tall, and at least ten people were two meters tall, and they were fully armed and wearing black armor. The bright light armor looked particularly eye-catching like a bra, with a pointed tip on the top of the winged pocket, like a lightning rod.

"Damn..."

Zhang De was about to curse, but when he saw two figures appearing at the gate, his mouth twitched and he hurriedly went up and shouted: "Sin Zhang De, please see Your Majesty."

"Forgive."

Li Dong put his hands on his sleeves, looked down at Lao Zhang from a high place, and guarded the left and right, watching at the two-meter-meter-long Dahan Station.

Standing next to him was Princess Changle wearing a white fox fur. The eleven-year-old young master looked tender.

The pink little boy blinked at Zhang De: "Zhang Dalang, you are at home."

“…”

Cousin, look at what you meant, I broke open the door of my house just to see if I, Hong Qi, is at home?

"Zhang De."

"I'm here."

“What are you busy with at home?”

"I'm not busy with anything, read books, practice piano, and cultivate my sentiment."

"What did you ask Ganliang to buy wool?"

It's too sudden! It's too sudden. Your Majesty!

Old Zhang was stunned: "Your Majesty, there are many Turkic people in my family. They like wool and not linen."

Dong Li raised his eyebrows: "Is that true?"

“It’s true.”

"That's not what Hongshen said."

Lao Zhang twitched, "Uncle, don't cheat people like this!" Just as he was about to admit defeat, he suddenly glanced at Dong Li's little eyes, and Lao Zhang suddenly became shocked: Oh, you are so thief who is the emperor, and you almost got cheated."

"My uncle is kind and compassionate. Seeing that I can't bear to leave silk threads, I feel a little embarrassed. After all, dozens of Turkic people were frozen to death in November. My uncle was very sad about this and invited the monks from Guangle Temple to do a ritual."

Dong Li pondered for a moment and thought to himself: Could it be that nothing is really? I am overly worried? But why did Hongshen buy land in Huaiyuan Xiazhou?

This is very unscientific. Duke Zou is so rich, so how could he buy the fields where barbarians gather? Do you buy them for a waste of time? There are so many good fields in Guanzhong, so I don’t believe that Mr. Zhang doesn’t have the ability to do this.

"What is this?"

Suddenly, Director Li pointed to the slide in the yard, there were carousels, seesaws, maze tunnels, and wooden rail pony carriages...

"This is a toy I made for my son when I am idle."

Of course, it cannot be said that he was beaten to the maid. Xue Zhaonu's uncle is the Supreme Emperor.

"Toy?"

"Your Majesty is laughing at you."

"How can a good man lose his ambitions when he plays with things!"

"What Your Majesty taught me is that I will seriously criticize my younger brother, let him concentrate on studying and practicing martial arts, and to support Yulong to repay you in the future."

However, Princess Changle's eyes shone and she grabbed Xue Zhaonu: "Anu, how do you play these?"

So Xue Zhaonu took Princess Changle to play on the slide, felt the carousel, then called Ye Feidian, and pulled up the wooden rail carriage...

Dong Li smiled and said to Zhang De: "Since you are idle at home, why not help me create a few sets in the palace."

Are you teasing me? I just said that you are losing your ambitions?

"Your Majesty's care for all your nobles really touched me. I will do my best to build it and strive for perfection."

"Well, I'll do it. I'll do it."

"Your Majesty's kindness is grateful and I can't repay you..."

"Just be loyal."

Lao Zhang couldn't help but despise me: I'm all recorded. The general's mansion is a sixth rank, but the one who is the one who is a nineth rank is down! He is half a level lower than the proofreader, and he is a garbage position.

Director Li glanced around and didn't see the wool, so he left Zhang's mansion absent-mindedly with suspicion in his heart and a little absent-minded.

When leaving, Princess Changle waved to Zhang De: "Dalang, remember to tell me when you come to the palace."

Good cousin, no problem, my cousin, I, Hong Qi, have always been well-known.

After sending away the plague god, Lao Zhang sighed: "Oh, it seems that you have to leave Chang'an early. This place is not suitable for scientific research."
To be continued...