Li Shimin

Chapter 248 You let the Mohist to fiddle with the fields?

The crowd couldn't help but be shocked.

After a while, Cheng Chusi opened his mouth wide and asked in disbelief.

"Master, you actually asked these Mohists to farm for you?"

"Not farming!"

Li Xuan glanced at Cheng Chusi lightly.

"My master just wants them to help improve the farming equipment!"

"But that's farming..."

Cheng Chusi still had some incomprehension.

"Why, what do you want that kind of Mohist to do?"

Li Xuan couldn't help but glared at Cheng Chusi.

Seeing this, Cheng Chusi opened his mouth, not daring to continue speaking.

He didn't want to make those ink-curers do anything, but thought of how shocked he, Aye, was when he heard about the ink-curers last night.Therefore, he wanted Li Xuan to dedicate all those who ruled ink to His Majesty.

"Remember, food is the greatest wealth. Only when there is more food, can you be free from worries..."

at the same time.

Li Shimin, Cheng Zhijie and others also came to Li's Village in a hurry.

"Wei Chen sees His Majesty!"

Seeing Li Shimin and others, the general supervisor Sun Nian, Chu Suiliang and others hurried forward to salute.

"Get up!"

Li Shimin nodded slightly, and quickly asked Chu Suiliang, "Deng Shan, where are those Mohists?"

"Please forgive me, Your Majesty. I have never heard of a Mohist cure coming to Zhuangzi!"

Chu Suiliang looked puzzled.

On the side, Gongsun Nian was also dumbfounded.

Didn’t those who ruled Mohist circles last hundreds of years, and they didn’t exist anymore?How could it be possible to suddenly appear in Lijiazhuang?

"It was the group of craftsmen who went to visit His Highness King Jin yesterday!"

Cheng Zhijie said quickly.

"Craftsman?"

Chu Suiliang thought about it carefully, and said with some uncertainty.

"Your Majesty, yesterday there were indeed a group of peasant-looking men who came to the manor to ask to see the King. However, those people should not be the ink curers His Majesty is looking for."

"Where are the people?"

Li Shimin asked directly.

"Return to Your Majesty, those people should be in the paddy field!"

"Paddy field?"

"Exactly! Please look, Your Majesty, those people should be the group of craftsmen who came yesterday!"

Chu Suiliang pointed to a few small black spots in the field in the distance, and said slowly.

"How did these people go back to the fields?"

Li Shimin muttered with some doubts, then walked into the field.

"I'll take a look!"

Behind him, Cheng Zhijie and Chu Suiliang followed quickly.

Soon, several people came to the field along the concrete road.

Looking at it calmly, everyone was full of astonishment.

Cheng Zhijie rubbed his eyes subconsciously, opened them again and looked at them for a long while before he was sure that he was not mistaken.

A group of ink curers, each holding some strange-shaped tools in their hands, or bending over to stand in the field, or kneeling and crawling on the field ridge, are concentrating on digging holes and digging mud in the field!

After a while, some planks and sticks were installed inside.

"What are they doing?"

Li Shimin took a light breath, turned to look at Chu Suiliang and asked.

"Return to Your Majesty, these people should be making waterways for the farmland!"

Chu Suiliang replied with some uncertainty.

"Xuanba actually let these ink masters play with the fields!"

Hearing this, Li Shimin was full of depression.

Immediately, without waiting for Chu Suiliang and others to speak, he turned around and walked towards the villa.

Li Shimin couldn't understand how the dignified ink ruler was used to fiddle with the fields.

He rushed straight all the way and walked into Li Xuan's room.

Before he could open his mouth, he saw Li Yuan sitting in front of him, and immediately put on a smile.

"Meet Aye!" "Meet the Supreme Emperor!"

Behind him, Cheng Zhijie also hurriedly saluted.

"Aye?" "I have seen Your Majesty!"

Li Chengqian, Cheng Chusi and others also quickly stood up and saluted Li Shimin and Cheng Zhijie.

Afterwards, he hurriedly and obediently moved away from the sofa.

"Aye, please drink tea!"

Then, after Li Shimin, Cheng Zhijie and others sat down, Li Chengqian and Cheng Chusi quickly took two glasses and poured tea.

"When did you like drinking tea?"

Seeing this, Li Shimin, Cheng Zhijie and others couldn't help but be curious.

"Your Majesty, Aye, drinking tea to soothe your mind and clear your eyes can also make you last longer!"

Cheng Chusi said with a smile on his face.

"Ok?"

Hearing this, neither Li Shimin nor Cheng Zhijie looked surprised.

"Is this true?"

"Return to Your Majesty, this matter is what the Master said, and it must be true!"

Cheng Chusi said quickly.

"Xuanba?"

Li Shimin turned his head quickly and looked at Li Xuan.

"Your Majesty, believe it or not!"

Li Xuan returned calmly.

"Xuan Ba, how much tea do you have at home, bring me some!" Li Shimin said hastily.

When people reach middle age, their biggest dream is to last forever.

Li Shimin still doesn't want to let go of the effect of drinking tea, even if he is supplemented with delicacies from mountains and seas every day.

Similarly, Cheng Zhijie looked at Li Xuan expectantly.

"His Royal Highness, I want to taste the taste of tea too!"

Cheng Zhijie said.

"How much more tea?"

Li Xuan turned his head and looked at Li Baoding who was beside him.

"Master, I still have a catty of tea leaves!" Li Baoding replied.

"Take out half a catty and take it away with His Majesty and Lord Su!" Li Xuan said.

"Thank you Xuan Ba!"

"Thank you, Your Highness King Jin!"

Li Shimin and Cheng Chusi hurriedly cupped their hands in thanks.

"Your Majesty does not need to do this!"

Li Xuan waved his hands with a flat face, "I have given the recipe of fried tea to Cui Hongmo and Zheng Mingde. I believe that in less than two months, there will be tea for sale in Chang'an City!"

"Xuanba wants to make a living out of tea?"

A trace of surprise flashed in Li Shimin's eyes.

"It was those two who wanted to sell tea, so I gave them the recipe!"

Li Xuan looked casual.

Hearing this, Li Shimin and Cheng Zhijie couldn't help being speechless.

"I don't know if His Majesty is here today, but what's the matter?"

Li Xuan only cared what Li Shimin was thinking, and asked directly.

"Xuanba, I heard that there is a Mohist in your village?"

Li Shimin was startled and asked quickly.

"There are a few here!"

Li Xuan glanced at Li Shimin and said quietly.

"When I just came in, I saw a few farmers pretending to be craftsmen in the field, dredging waterways in the field. I don't know if those are the ink cures who came yesterday?"

Li Shimin was overjoyed and asked quickly.

"Drag the waterways in the fields?"

After listening, Li Xuan couldn't help but frowned slightly, thought for a moment, and nodded slowly.

"In that case, then it should be those ink masters!"

"Xuanba, do you know what kind of skills those ink masters have in forging weapons?"

Li Shimin asked directly.

"I only know that Mozi invented the wooden kite for reconnaissance, the shooting machine, the puppet for training soldiers, the chariot, the ballista, the stack, the long axe, the long vertebra, the catapult, the large wooden bow, and the large square shield. arms!"

Li Xuan listed them one by one.

Li Shimin was taken aback, this was more than he knew. "Then you still let those ink curers go to fiddle with the fields?"

"Why not?"

Li Xuan glanced at Li Shimin quietly, and said: "The one who invented those weapons is Mozi, and isn't it these Mozi who have been passed down for so many generations?"

"Moreover, there have been no ink rulers in the world for so many years. Maybe these ink rulers' inheritance of weapons has long been lost."

"Of course, it would be even better if it wasn't lost. Let them arrange more defensive equipment around Lijiazhuang to prevent those thieves and some ordinary beasts who covet Lijiazhuang according to the law."

"But, I just saw them dredging the waterway!"

Li Shimin said.

"Your Majesty, there is only one explanation!"

Li Xuan laughed softly, "After so many years of inheritance, these Mohist rulers are only proficient in farming, but they have not learned anything about the art of defending the city, let alone forging weapons!"

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(End of this chapter)