Starting from the Western Han Dynasty

Chapter 21 Sima Qian and Li Gan
A learned man in such a primitive world.

It is easy to be respected as a god.

Remake the metallurgical furnace to ensure that the temperature in the furnace can reach a height approved by Li Huan.

The fuel for metal smelting was also changed from charcoal to pebbles.

As a fuel, charcoal is far more satisfying to Li Huan than coal.

As a result, another factory called the Coal Washing Mill was built beside the stream.

Even the most basic and primitive coal washing and desulfurization is indispensable.

Huo Qubing worked the hardest and even neglected to train the army.

This made Li Huan a little worried that he would lead the future military god of the Han Dynasty astray, so he urged him seriously several times.

And promised to build a magic weapon for Huo Qubing that can cut iron as well as clay.

Only then did the Great Han Military God get back on track.

After doing this, Li Huan lay down in the newly designed rocking chair, blew in the comfortable wind beside the stream, drank tea, and lived the life of luxury that he had dreamed of.

Li Huan had already taught the craftsmen how to make molds, pour molten iron, and make plowshares.

Not only that, Li Huan also explained in detail the steel wrapping method and the steel filling method.

He only needs to wait for the molten iron that can meet his requirements to flow out, and then these officials and craftsmen can try it.

Cuihua deliberately kept the ten beautiful maids away from her master.

These small actions were naturally noticed by Li Huan, but he was too lazy to care about them.

These ten beautiful maids are even more moving than the beauties in the paintings, and they are even so beautiful that people may become addicted to them.

Li Huan felt like a mirror in his heart. These people were also the emperor's eyes and ears.

But as a dish served to you, whether you eat it or not depends entirely on your mood.

Moreover, from an objective point of view, he did not think that these maids could be as obedient to him as Cuihua.

"Your Majesty, the man from Chang'an City looks like a moderate official!"

When Li Huan was enjoying it with his eyes narrowed, a soldier suddenly came to report.

"Who is here?"

"The name is Sima Qian. It seems to be Tai Shiling, and the other one is Li Gan, the third son of General Li Guang!"

"Sima Qian? Li Gan?"

When Li Huan heard the name, he immediately became energetic: "Cuihua, serve tea!"

Cuihua happily fiddled with the jade cup bestowed by the court.

She was originally from a wealthy family, so she naturally knew what Tai Shiling was doing here.

This is to personally inquire about the master's past and write it into the annals of Han Dynasty history!
What an honor this is!
"The official Taishi ordered Sima Qian to see the king!"

"The villain Li Gan, please see the Lord!"

Li Huan waved his hand: "You are all exempt from this seat."

"Thank you, Lord!"

Li Huan said with a slight smile: "I am tasting tea, you two came at the right time, let's taste it together."

"Thank you for your love, Your Majesty."

Sima Qian was polite and well-mannered. At first glance, he was an elegant scholar. His eyes were calm and natural. When he spoke, there was always a faint and kind smile in the corner of his eyes.

Although Li Gan is only more than ten years old and looks a little restrained, he is also a person like Huo Qubing. At a glance, people can't help but complain, "Is he eight years old?"

“My tea is brewed with boiling water, and I only seek the natural and authentic taste, instead of the old method of mixing in shredded ginger, onion, garlic, etc. to drink it together.

How do you two feel? "

Looking at the green tea rolling in the jade cup in front of him, Sima Qian slowly drank the tea, and his movements were quite entertaining.

Li Gan, on the other hand, looked rough, grinning because of the tea, and made a big blush. He hurried to see Li Huan, but found that Li Huan only had a faint smile on his face, and he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"It really is a natural and authentic taste, and it may start a trend of tea drinking in Chang'an." Sima Qian spoke highly of it.

Cuihua just felt that this young historian was really good at praising her master.

"The lower officials were ordered to come here to record the life stories of the princes and marquises, in addition, the production process of paper, etc.

The lower officials also need to keep detailed records, compile them into books, and then distribute them to all parts of the country, and set up paper mills. "

Li Huan smiled and said: "You can record everything I have!"

He turned to the Cuihua beside him and ordered: "Find a craftsman to accompany Taishi Ling and visit it first. Every place must be open to Taishi Ling, and nothing must be hidden."

"Here!"

Cuihua is now well-behaved and majestic, so obedient and gentle.

Sima Qian and Li Gan immediately guessed that this person was the concubine of Anyang Hou.

"I'll take my leave first." Sima Qian stood up, bowed and bowed before leaving.

Li Huan looked at Li Gan who stayed behind, and smiled: "Li Gan, don't you follow Taishi Ling to take a look around?"

"Reporting to the Lord, the villain's father, Li Guang, has a letter for the Lord."

"Pilot General Li Guang?" Li Huan stroked the beard on his chin with one hand, "Present."

"Here!"

Li Gan took out a silk book from his sleeve, and someone immediately took it from the beautiful palace lady serving beside him, and then carefully presented it to Li Huan.

Cuihua knew how to measure things very well and knew that at this time, she could never stop Gong E from getting close to Li Huan.

Because this Gong'e wanted to see what the parachutist Li Guang wrote in the letter to the Marquis of Anyang.

Li Huan unfolded the silk script generously and spread it on the low table in front of him.

In just a few lines, Li Guang politely congratulated Li Huan on being canonized as a marquis.

Li Huan is clear that Li Guang's lifelong ambition is to become a Marquis...

Afterwards, Li Guang started to talk to relatives...

The Li family in Guanzhong are roughly of the same clan.

Li Guang thought that he did not dare to compare favorably with Li Huan, but he hoped that Li Huan would accept his son Li Gan as his disciple and teach him the knowledge he thought he could teach.

And Li Gan will definitely serve Li Huan like he served his father.

After reading it, Li Huan still didn't fold the silk scroll in half, and just put it in broad daylight.

Every word is illuminated by the sun and is clearly visible.

He raised his head and glanced at Li Gan, who was a little uneasy, and smiled: "Does your father read books on weekdays?"

"Reporting to the Lord, my father often leads troops in border battles and is busy with the army. Although he also reads books, he doesn't have much time, so he probably doesn't read many books."

Li Huan nodded, and it looked similar to what he thought.

How could a person like Li Guang, who knew everything from the beginning to the end, write such a letter with so many twists and turns?
He mistakenly identified his relatives, claimed to be a high-ranking person, and had the audacity to accept his son as his disciple.

In return, my son will serve you as he serves his father.

What do you mean, can I not give birth to a son?

When Li Huan thought of this, he glanced at Cuihua who was kneeling next to him, and a smile appeared in the corner of his eyes.

"Then do you know what your father wrote in his letters?"

Hearing this, Li Gan left his seat and kowtowed to Li Huan with great respect.

"I also ask you to have mercy on me. I dare to take you as my teacher and serve you with the courtesy of a father. I only hope to become your disciple!"

Li Huan looked at Li Gan, who was "such a fucking eight-year-old second-year-old" in front of him, and shrugged indifferently, just when he was about to refuse.

A war spear suddenly pierced the soil in front of Li Gan with a whistling sound like a ghost. It was extremely precise.

"Who do you think you are, worthy of becoming the disciple of Marquis Anyang?"

(End of this chapter)