Tang Dynasty good brother

Chapter 229 Li Shimin's Spinning Thread

Xuanzang’s westward journey was actually quite bumpy. From Chang’an to the Western Regions, he was lucky enough not to die at the hands of the Turkic people at that time, but was trapped in Gaochang. Calculate the time and estimate that Xuanzang has already arrived in Gaochang.

Gaochang is a country where all the people believe in Buddhism. Seeing a master like Xuanzang come, how can he be willing to let him go?Xuanzang must stay to teach them the Dharma. Xuanzang was passing by, of course he refused, so Ju Wentai, the king of Gaochang, put him under house arrest. Historically, Xuanzang let Ju Wentai go on a hunger strike, and promised When I came back, I taught the Fa here for three years.

Of course, the three years of teaching the Fa did not fulfill the promise, because Gaochang had already been wiped out by Hou Junji when he came back.

Well, Datang is so self-willed, and promises to destroy a country as soon as it says it will.

But now and then, in order to promote Buddhism in Siyi, Li Shimin readily agreed to the proposal to confer Master Xuanzang as the national teacher, and sent some troops to escort him to Tianzhu. In fact, the little Buddhism he went to learn is not important. Invasion of foreign races is mostly based on the Pure Land sect, and doing so is nothing more than setting up a memorial archway. For Li Shimin, an imperial decree is nothing more than writing two characters.

As for Gao Changguo?How dare he have the guts to detain Tian Khan's national teacher?

The next step is simple. Hongren made meritorious contributions to donating cotton, and he was also named a national teacher, but his status was lower than that of Xuanzang. After all, although the Pure Land sect is good for aggression, it is still a bit unbearable to put it on his own land. Zen Buddhism It’s different, this thing is for the rich and the rich, and it’s the only Buddhist sect that can stand against the Pure Land sect. To be honest, after 1000 years, the so-called eight sects of Buddhism will be left with these two. Other sects except Not much has been heard outside of academic research.

Li Shimin and Qin Hao chatted for nearly an hour, and finally settled down on a general tone of this major event, and finally got back to business: "Let's go, go and see your flowers."

The matter of Buddhism and Taoism is naturally a big thing, but if it is compared with cotton, it is undoubtedly a small thing.

When a saint goes out of the palace, even Li Shimin, who hunts all day long, can't walk away. At least Baiqi must be brought with him. Who knows if two assassins will pop up somewhere, so just now Li Shimin chatted with Qin Hao Then for a long time, the main thing is to wait for Baiqi to finish preparations by the way, otherwise, in front of Mian Mian, how can he have the heart to talk about Buddhism?
So, the group of people set off in such a mighty way. It was the first time that Qin Hao welcomed such a big Buddha in this small temple. The servants were too busy for a while, so they hurriedly sprinkled water to clean it.

After entering the door, Li Shimin asked in surprise: "Where is Xin'er? Why didn't you come out to meet me?"

Qin Hao smiled wryly and said, "It's probably because she's not at home, she's much busier than Chen."

After Qin Hao briefly explained a few sentences, Li Shimin couldn't help but frowned and said, "This girl, what does she look like? There's no one who goes out all day long after getting married. Is she bullying you because of her status as the princess? Wait for her to come back See how I train her."

Qin Hao said again and again: "No need, as long as Xiner likes it, to be honest, I just like Xiner's capable appearance, and when we get home, we talk about her affairs and have something to talk about, what's the matter with Xiner?" My son said that she can understand that the husband and wife live together, it is better to have a common language, there are so many servants here, why let her take care of the house?"

Li Shimin glanced at Qin Hao suspiciously, seeing that it didn't look like a fake, thinking that with Qin Hao's ability and status, he wouldn't be able to be bullied by a mere princess, and said, "Ha ha."

Oh shit!Why does it feel like Li Shimin is looking at himself like he is looking at a psychopath? Well, I don't have the same knowledge as you, and Qin Hao doesn't want to get entangled in this issue, saying: "Look at the flowers and see the flowers, and I will look at the flowers when I lead the sage."

Qin Hao's cotton is really raised according to the flowers, and he even hired several gardeners. He feels distressed when a leaf falls on weekdays. These cottons are all used for planting next year, and even if there is one less grain, it will not do.

Looking at the green cotton seedlings that looked like grass, Li Shimin asked with a smile, "It's amazing how many catties this land can produce?"

Qin Hao planted all the cotton seeds that he brought from Shaolin Temple, exactly one acre, and thought for a while, "Let's say two or three hundred catties less."

This is already Qin Hao's rhetoric after discounting. You must know that the cotton yield per mu of later generations is about seven or eight hundred catties, but that has been improved for many generations. Besides, in Tang Dynasty, a catty was 16 taels, and a catty was one to two or forty grams. , Roughly convert it and make a discount, two or three hundred catties is a little safer.

"How much? Two or three hundred catties?"

You must know that an acre of jute is only two hundred catties even in modern times. If you convert it to a unit of fifty catties in the Tang Dynasty, it is enough to burn incense. Let alone the performance of this cotton, the value of the yield per mu is already inestimable. up.

"Hurry up, go get the finished flower and show it to me."

After a while, Xiaodie personally held a lump of cotton and brought it up on the tray. When she met Tianyan for the first time, the little girl was so nervous that her hands were trembling. Could it be the wife who came out to greet him, let alone the saint himself?It's also thanks to Li Xin's wild life outside, otherwise she wouldn't be in the hall.

Li Shimin didn't notice so much, he grabbed the lump of cotton on the tray and asked: "This is the finished product? You said this thing can be made into clothes?"

Qin Hao smiled and said, "Your Majesty, wait for a while." Then he turned to Li Shimin's bodyguard Li Junxian and said, "Brother Li, please lend me your bow."

Li Junxian asked in a daze: "A bow? What do you want a bow for? Besides, my bow is too big and you won't be able to draw it. If you really need it, I'll lend you a small one."

"It doesn't matter, the big bow and the small bow are all the same."

After all, Qin Hao directly took off the big iron tire bow that Li Junxian was carrying on his back. The good thing is quite heavy, maybe it must weigh twenty or thirty catties.

Li Shimin asked in surprise, "What do you want a bow for?"

Qin Hao explained, "This lump of cotton has been picked for too long, so it needs to be bounced."

Qin Hao naturally doesn't know how to play cotton, but what's so difficult about this thing, he can play it blindly, anyway, he is the only one who plays cotton in the world now, and he said that he can play this thing as he wants.

When the cotton was finally loosened, Qin Hao took out something, which was the spindle he made himself. Most people born in the 70s had the experience of playing with it as a toy when they were young, and it was not difficult, so Qin Hao made it easily. As for the spinning wheel, he, a man of liberal arts, can't do anything.

Everyone saw Qin Hao rolling back and forth with a small stick, swaying back and forth clumsily, but a cotton thread was indeed separated from the big lump, and wrapped around the small hammer layer by layer.

Li Shimin's eyes brightened, but he was really angry at Qin Hao's clumsy appearance, and snatched two things from Qin Hao's hand and said, "Get out of the way."

The use of the spindle is quite simple, and Qin Hao's unskilled movements are no different from slow motion. Li Shimin can master it after watching it for a while, and then he moves at a slower and slower speed than Qin Hao. Rolling up, looking at the entangled threads, the eyes were squeezed into slits, and some tears fell down faintly.

(End of this chapter)