I am Da Song

Chapter 48 The Queen sews the uniform
After watching the lanterns for a while, Zhao Huan returned to the forbidden center.

After all, there is still one thing in this young man's heart that he can't forget, and that is sharing the same bed with the peerless queen.

Last night, because I hadn't closed my eyes for two days and two nights during time travel, I fell asleep when I touched the bed.

Don't miss this chance tonight.

Whether Tokyo City can be held, Zhao Huan is still unclear.At least before becoming a captive, he must dedicate his first time to the magnificent queen.

The queen's bedroom was in the Renming Palace. When Zhao Huan arrived, the Renming Palace didn't look cold, but was in full swing.

The charcoal stove warmed the palace, and a large number of candles were lit on the four walls, making the hall brightly lit.

Beside the lights, a large number of imperial concubines and court ladies are concentrating on making robes.Zhao Huan even saw blood oozing from Di Ji's fingertips, and the blood entered the scarlet battle robe along the needle tip and thin thread, making the battle robe more colorful.

The empress of peerless beauty was also sitting on the phoenix chair in the center of the hall, with her head lowered intently, her needles and threads flying finely in her hands.

Zhao Huan raised his hand to stop the guard's intention to report, and walked to the queen in a low-key manner without disturbing the other people who were concentrating on sewing.

Zhu Lian felt that the sewing eyes dimmed, and a figure blocked the light in the room, and immediately raised his head, and saw the official standing in front of him, looking at him quietly.Hastily put the needlework and clothes aside, got up and asked softly: "When did the official come here? Can you have dinner?"

"The sage continues to sit and doesn't need to get up. I just came over." Zhao Huan replied with a faint smile, and then asked curiously: "The sage also knows how to sew?"

Zhu Lian was graceful, sat back upright, picked up the military uniform that was being sewn beside him, and said, "If I want my mother to be beautiful in the world, I must be proficient in needlework."

Speaking of which, Zhu Lian raised her beautiful eyes, with a beautiful arc, looked at Zhao Huan with a smile, and said, "I not only know how to needle and thread. It has been two consecutive years since the official ascended the throne, and I have followed the ancestral system, The sericulture ceremony is held in the Sericulture Palace in the back garden, and the whole silkworm breeding process is completed."

"Sericulture, needlework, and women's red are the virtues that my Central Plains women have upheld for thousands of years."

Zhao Huan was surprised, he didn't expect the Empress of Song Dynasty to have such a talent, she knew how to raise silkworms.He said with emotion: "The ancestor system is a good system."

Then Zhao Huan looked at the uniform in Zhu Lian's hand and asked, "What is the saint sewing?"

Zhu Lian held up the heavy winter coat in his hand, and patiently explained to Zhao Huan: "This is the infantry winter coat, a yellow silk cotton jacket. The style I asked for at the Privy Council."

Zhao Huan took a serious look, it was a cotton jacket, not a cotton jacket.

The difference of one word makes a huge difference.

Cotton is silk fabrics, that is, the 400 million bolts of silk in the inner storage of the Song Dynasty.

Although cotton has been planted in the Song Dynasty, it is mainly in Lingnan, Guangdong and Guangxi.

Zhao Huan asked curiously, "Can the cotton jacket keep you warm? How effective is it?"

Zhu Lian opened the part that hadn't been sewn together, and showed it to Zhao Huan: "The insulation effect of the cotton jacket depends on the filling between the two layers of cloth."

Knowing that his husband was busy with military and state affairs and didn't understand these things about women's reds, Zhu Lian calmly explained to Zhao Huan: "The cotton jacket originated from a kind of cotton clothing called 'Ru'. Ru, Yan Wen also."

"Ruyi of poor quality are called brown, and are worn by the lower classes."

Zhao Huan immediately said: "I know this well. The sackcloth is short and brown, and it is the clothes of the poor."

"This kind of brown is filled with rags and broken cotton ends between the two layers of cloth. Therefore, there is a saying in "The Book of Songs Bin Feng" that there is no clothes and no brown, so how can you die when you are old?"

"In the Tang Dynasty, the economy was prosperous, so the folk clothes were more warm, and the short brown became longer, so they were called jackets. Bai Juyi's "Newly Made Silk Jackets Are Feeling and Singing" said that Shuibowen jackets were newly made, and the silk was soft. Evenly warmed and lightened."

"At that time, Ruao had become a special cotton coat for winter. Because the interlayer was filled with cotton wool, it was also called cotton jacket at that time."

"In my dynasty, sheep and sheep became popular among the people, and cashmere was filled in the more advanced cotton jackets. It was usually reserved for the court or the homes of dignitaries."

Zhao Huan glanced at the interlayer that Zhu Lian showed that hadn't been sewn up yet, and it was filled with all kinds of fluff.

Zhu Lian smiled and said: "Officials, are you at ease now? I went to the Zuo Zangku and found that there was a mountain of materials from our dynasty. I ordered to find fluff from it, and used the supplies for the court to sew military uniforms for the soldiers. "

Zhao Huan also smiled gratified. In the old days, the swallows in front of Wang Xietang flew into the homes of ordinary people.

The Song Dynasty attached great importance to business and industry, and the wealth created was indeed far beyond that of the previous generation.

Take this cotton jacket for example. In the Tang Dynasty, when a cotton jacket was made, even the great writer Bai Juyi was impressed by it.However, after hundreds of years of development, the cotton jacket has become the standard equipment for ordinary soldiers of the Song Army.

What Zhao Huan didn't expect was that the Song Dynasty abandoned the horse administration and raised a large number of sheep to satisfy the appetites of the scholar-bureaucrats. In the last years of the dynasty, when the wind and rain were turbulent, a key material was provided by accident.

But then Zhao Huan thought of the crux of the problem, and said, "Although Zuo Kuzang has piled up all kinds of supplies, I'm afraid the cashmere is not enough to support tens of thousands of soldiers' uniforms, right?"

Zhu Lian took a deep breath, puffed up his cheeks and encouraged Zhao Huan: "Officials are in difficult times, and it is difficult to be perfect. Yuhui and the palace people will do their best to solve the needs of the officials for military uniforms. If cashmere is insufficient, Yu I use duck down, and when the duck down is used up, I use cotton wool. When the cotton wool is used up, I cut up all my ceremonial clothes, and I will fill up my military uniform. In any case, we must provide soldiers with winter clothes to keep out the cold , will never be short of catties.”

Zhao Huan was quite moved, held Zhu Lian's jade hand, and said: "In this world, only saints and I share weal and woe, share weal and woe, and will do our best to support me without reservation."

The system of the Song Dynasty is extremely complete. After all, Song Junchui has survived wearing this kind of winter clothes for 200 years.As long as there is no corruption and the internal filling is not short of weight, it is not a problem to keep the basic cold.

What's more, there is such a virtuous and virtuous queen who directly provided the royal family to upgrade the winter clothes of the Song Army.The Song army's problem of keeping out the cold will be greatly alleviated, and as time goes by, the temperature in the first month will gradually warm up.There are still more than ten days until February [-], and the dragon looks up.

The spring breeze in February is like scissors, and the combat effectiveness of the Song Army will increase day by day.

While speaking, Zhu Lian bit off the silk thread with his white teeth, got up and unfolded the stitched cotton jacket, compared it with Zhao Huan, and asked: "I don't know the height of the soldiers, this cotton jacket is made according to the official figure. , but still fit?"

Zhao Huan looked down at the queen who was bending over to straighten her robes, and felt that the beautiful woman in his eyes was as gentle as water, fair and bright, like a goddess who had left behind the mortal world.

For the sake of this magnificent queen, I absolutely must defend Tokyo!

(End of this chapter)