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Chapter 439: Practice...True Knowledge



Chapter 439: Practice...True Knowledge

"They want to, but I want to open a mutual market." Emperor Xianzong said domineeringly: "I have found out. Listen to what they say. It's good advice. If you don't listen, it's wind!"

This is when the "wind in the ear" blows...

"Really?" Wu Youwei sniffed, "Then His Royal Highness is being taught by the minister alone for the time being."

"That's right." Emperor Xianzong nodded: "I will detail your abilities!" Wu Youwei felt even more pressured: "I must teach His Highness the Crown Prince well."

Emperor Xianzong said surprisingly: "In addition to teaching the prince, I also have to make a border trade plan for me."

"Ah?" Wu Youwei felt that he was hallucinating: "What does border trade have to do with ministers?"

"Don't worry, I won't say that you made the plan." Emperor Xianzong thought that he was afraid that people would know that he was involved in it, especially the border trade, which has always been a heart problem for the courtiers: "You have done it, and I will let others take the lead. "

The meaning is that Wu Youwei is afraid that the early citron will die first, so that Wu Youwei can avoid the limelight.

"No, I made it myself and signed it myself." Wu Youwei said very responsibly, "I am known as the God of Wealth and Wealth. It is too right for me to say that opening border trade!"

Wu Youwei was very excited: "I can set a trap so that foreigners will never dare to bark their teeth at me, Daming!"

"Oh?" Emperor Xianzong became interested: "Tell me about it?"

"Your Majesty, we will give them food, drink, clothing, and wear, and let them rely entirely on me, Da Ming, for survival. Whoever dares to be disrespectful to me, Da Ming, will cut off his food and their drink supply. If you are used to food, can you go back to the old life of eating meat?" Wu Youwei said: "Send someone to open a school, and after 80 or [-] years, they will all speak my Ming language... .”

To put it bluntly, it is to hold the people's livelihood with one hand, so that the other party has to rely on Daming to survive. In the end, the cultural invasion is almost complete, and which places will take the initiative to join Daming.

Emperor Xianzong nodded: "Yes, you mentioned it before, I didn't think about it at the time, but now I do."

Wu Youwei was overjoyed. It was not unreasonable for him to encourage Emperor Xianzong's border trade. Daming lacked horses.

Now that the Hetao area has been taken back, Daming has a place to raise horses, but the horses are not as good as the horses on the real grassland after all, and the ethnic minorities are not stupid. The horses they sell to you are all mares. A stallion, that is, a stallion.

Ordinary horses mated to good mares will not produce as good a foal as a stallion mated to a mare.

So both sides are so controlling, controlling, and the point of emotional control is getting weaker and weaker, leaving only mutual defense.

Daming simply shut down the mutual market, and there were only a few private transactions among the people.

If it was an exchange market opened by the imperial court, it must have a large volume of transactions. Grain, cloth, cotton, salt, sugar, these things are what they need, and the cattle, sheep, and horses outside the customs are also what Ming wants.

The two talked for a while, and Emperor Xianzong agreed to the schedule arranged by Wu Youwei, and Wu Youwei also had time to plan a huge plan for Emperor Xianzong.

After Wu Youwei left, Emperor Xianzong got up and went to Ciqing Palace.

Inside the Ciqing Palace, the little prince was being massaged, even though he hadn't done anything for a whole day, he still felt the pain.

The unscrupulous father of Emperor Xianzong laughed, and the little prince became curious: "Father, were you also like this back then?"

"No." Emperor Xianzong shook his head: "Father was not as lucky as you back then, and there were people who taught you martial arts. The gentleman who studied was either the champion or the best."

In his situation back then, who would dare to teach him to read and practice martial arts?

I wish I could stay eight hundred feet away from him, lest I get into trouble.

Even Yuan Bin, who wanted to teach him and protect the late emperor, was sneaky and didn't even dare to show his face.

"Oh?" The little prince stood up after being massaged, "Father, how did you live when you were young?"

"When my father was a child..." Emperor Xianzong fell into memories, and was protected by Wan Zhen'er, and grew up tremblingly. They all said that they loved Zhen'er too much.

It's not that he doted on her, but that she protected her for the past 20 years, and now that she gave birth to her own children, it's his turn to protect her.

When Wu Youwei returned home, Wantong also left the yamen, and the two of them had dinner at the dining table, because the late autumn was about to turn into early winter, and seedlings had already started growing in the greenhouse, and there were vinegar pepper cabbage on their dining table. side dish.

Chatting while eating.

Wantong's Jinyiwei is now being integrated, and on the side of the [-]th Regiment Battalion, a few seniors from the Zhenwei Battalion have been assigned to help train the entire regiment.

And Wu Youwei wanted to make a plan for Emperor Xianzong.

At the end of October, winter officially entered. During the six or seven years in the south, Wu Youwei forgot about the coldness in the north. As a result, he went out early in the morning, and he went out, foggy.

"Wear thicker." Wan used a black fox fur cloak to wrap Wu Youwei tightly.

"It's so cold!" Wu Youwei stomped his feet, "Why didn't you enter the palace today?"

"Didn't you say it? There is a day off every nine days. His Royal Highness said that civil and martial arts are the same." Wan Tong said, "Today you go back to Moling Villa, and I will go with you."

"Okay!" Wu Youwei got into the carriage, and Wantong got in with him.

Wu Youwei returned to Moring Villa to preside over Qiuhou's charity work, and it was time to start sending things around.

Because he has earned more money in the past two years, Wu Youwei has doubled his belongings and money to donate. In addition, he also misses his son.

Xiao Mingde was still the same, but when Wu Youwei and Wantong arrived, he was riding on an old cow, walking back slowly.

And behind the cow, there are two Tibetan mastiffs who are a little smaller than the cow!

It is the two Tubo puppies that Wu Youwei raised when he was a child, and now they are all grown up.

Wu Youwei was stunned: "What are you doing?"

"Father!" Xiao Mingde got off his legs, "Why are you back?"

"No, what are you doing here?" Wu Youwei saw that the cow was covered with a plain cotton mat with fine stitches, and there were straps on the mat, which were tied to the cow.

Like a saddle, this is a ox saddle....

"I'm going to herd the cow!" Xiao Mingde was quite complacent: "Emma, ​​they can't handle it well, and I'm the only cow who is obedient."

Wu Youwei looked at the two Tibetan mastiffs staring at the old cow, and then at the old cow who was looking at Wu Youwei as the owner with aggrieved eyes. He was speechless: "Okay, let's go back."

"Wan... Godfather!" Xiao Mingde saw Wantong and wanted to call someone, but suddenly saw Wantong's serious face, and didn't know what the child was thinking, so he suddenly called him a different name .

Wantong was taken aback, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly: "Yes."

godfather?

also!

"Wan godfather?" Wu Youwei was taken aback, "Since when did you become his godfather?"

Why doesn't he know?

"When you were teaching His Highness the Crown Prince." Wantong said flatly, "Let's go, go back."

"Oh." Wu Youwei originally wanted to help Xiao Mingde ride the bull up, but the child went up again with a piece of his leg.

That's called a Liso!

It's definitely not the posture of doing it once or twice.

Wu Youwei had no choice but to lead the ox back, but Xiao Mingde was stunned, and the two Tibetan mastiffs following behind the ox also flicked their tails and followed up staggeringly.

Back at Mo Ling Villa, Butler Lin Su was taken aback. Why is it that the master is leading the ox, and the eldest young master is riding on the ox's back?

What combination is this?

After returning, it is natural to wash, eat, and reunite with family members.

Wu Yi'er is already married, and Aunt Azhen is now like Aunt Haijuan, going to her daughter's house every now and then, and preparing some souvenirs for them every time.

Sometimes it's a piece of satin that's used, sometimes it's a newly researched snack. In short, you can't visit the house empty-handed.

Only Wang Qianqian is still bored at home. Ever since she went to pray to the gods and worshiped Buddha, and was caught and coerced by Wu Ying alone, every time she went to a temple or Taoist temple, a large group of people acted together. When she was alone, she never Two doors out of the backyard.

Life is really better than everyone's ladies.

But every lady still has a day to get married, but she can only watch over her son.

It wasn't until evening that the housekeeper Lin Su delivered the autumn account book. Wu Youwei went over it and approved it, then he went back to rest.

After staying at home for a day, after spending the night, I returned to the capital early the next morning to teach His Highness the Crown Prince.

Wu Youwei thought that Emperor Xianzong would not order the mutual market until at least next spring, but he did it immediately.

In the winter and tenth month of Wushen, Hamiwei was re-established in Kuyu Valley to breed Shitian cattle.

Kuyu Valley is also called "Kuyu City", and it was also called "Guazhou Ancient City M" and "Jinchang Ancient City" in ancient times. The site is located in Anxi County, Gansu Province in the west. .

It was originally called Suoyang City. According to historical records, Suoyang City was first built in the Han Dynasty and flourished in the Tang Dynasty. It was rebuilt and used in various degrees in other generations.

Because it is one of the few guards outside the customs, it is close to the desert, and it is difficult to plant.

Wu Youwei happened to be teaching the little prince a nature lesson, so the little prince asked curiously, "Why can't we grow anything in the desert?"

"Because the sand can't stay wet for a long time, the desert can't hold water vapor..." Wu Youwei explained the desert and the dangers of desertification to him.

Even for this reason, one large and one small had people simulate "soil erosion".

Wu Youwei also sent a memorial to Emperor Xianzong, requesting that a tall concrete wall be built near the Weisuo, a deep water well be built, and walnut trees be planted to resist wind and sand.

Emperor Xianzong approved it, but only trees can be planted inside the city, and there is still a desert outside the city. This is understandable, because it is afraid that after the outside is also planted, it will grow into a big tree. If the enemy comes to attack the city, there will be an attack. The wood of the city utensils.However, it is not necessary to plant walnut trees to fix water and soil and prevent wind and sand, but dwarf shrubs can be planted.

The seabuckthorn tree is very good, only half a person's height, and all soft branches, absolutely can't give the enemy any help.

So Wu Youwei published another memorial, which was also approved by Emperor Xianzong.

In the winter moon, snowflakes began to fall in the sky, but there was good news from the southwest. In November, Zhang Zan broke through the Songpandiexi seedlings.

There was such a happy event in the DPRK and China a few years ago, and of course it is worth celebrating.

At this moment, someone remembered that when His Highness the Crown Prince was born, there were continuous good news. Now that His Highness the Crown Prince is in charge of the East Palace, there is another good news so soon.

I used to say "Pojun Xingming", but now I have changed it.

It is said that Emperor Chenghua's blessings are equal to the sky, and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's blessings will last forever.

It's the twelfth lunar month, and the weather is getting colder and colder, so the practical class promised by His Royal Highness will also start.

For the first time, Wu Youwei took the little prince to the gate of the palace, of course, within the scope of the front palace.

The second time, he took him to Qingfeng Division and brought back two little rabbits to feed them.

The third time, I went to the mill to see how the wheat is made into flour.

For the fourth time... where should I go?

It's the twelfth lunar month, Laba, it's impossible to go out to drink porridge, you can only eat it in the palace, so Wu Youwei told him about the origin and customs of Laba.

So in the twelfth lunar month, Wu Youwei told the eunuch in charge in advance that on the eighth day, he took the little prince to rummage through the East Palace and found all kinds of ingredients that were enough to cook a large pot of Laba porridge.

Including a bag of red beans that the chief eunuch put in the box. It is said that he was starved when he was young, but now he is not hungry, but he is used to putting something in the box. Red beans are good, and there are no bugs.

The half bag of raw peanuts found in the corner room where the little eunuch in charge of cleaning lived was said to be a snack for the little eunuch when he was hungry at night.

Red dates dug out from the nanny's room; walnuts dug out from the bedding of the grand lady;


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