Chapter 409

Name:Mohist Tang Author:jiang chen yi nu
With a heavy snow covering the whole north of Datang, the seven years of Zhenguan in Datang has come to an end, and the Spring Festival is coming.

The first day (Spring Festival) holiday of the Tang Dynasty is similar to that of later generations. It is also seven days,

According to the Convention, at this time of year, the imperial court will hold a large imperial meeting at the end of the year to summarize the gains and losses of the imperial government in the past year.

Outside the Tai Chi hall.

All the ministers lined up in turn and walked into the Tai Chi palace along the newly cleaned snow path. However, when entering the Tai Chi palace, all the courtiers were involuntarily attracted by a touch of green.

Outside the Tai Chi hall, two potted plants that had been destroyed by Merton had already disappeared. Instead, a small potted plant was replaced. In the flower pot covered with heavy snow, several green leaves stubbornly showed their heads. This is the auspicious gift of Merton, spinach.

In a withered and yellow world, suddenly there is a vegetable that can survive in the heavy snow. It will be very valuable. It can be imagined that when this spinach blooms and seeds in the beginning of spring, there will be no lack of green vegetables in the winter of Datang in the future.

"Grunt!" a swallowing voice came from the ministers,

Cheng Yaojin, one of the generals, couldn't help swallowing water when he saw the green spinach. He was lucky to have tasted spinach. It's a rare delicacy to eat in winter.

"Good luck for Mojia Zi!"

Many courtiers could not help admiring.

This spinach in front of us not only represents the availability of green vegetables in the winter of Datang, but also confirms the correct way to introduce seeds from other countries.

Although the Central Plains Dynasty has always claimed to be the superior kingdom of heaven and regarded other countries as wild places, this spinach has proved to everyone that although foreign countries are backward, they do not have nothing to take. If the seeds and medicinal materials in Merton's mouth are introduced into Datang, Datang will certainly benefit immensely.

At the back of Wen Chen's team, Feng Zhidai looked at the spinach in front of him and couldn't help glancing at the last figure of Merton. Merton hated him. Merton gave him the big hat of Zi Gong redeeming people, and the real benefits were all monopolized by the Mohists. In his opinion, this was a complete act of eating alone.

Everyone rushed into the Tai Chi hall, and suddenly a warm wave came to his face. The heating in the whole Tai Chi hall had already been opened, and the main hall was as warm as spring.

The cold wind outside the hall is cold, and the warmth inside the hall is like spring, forming an extremely sharp contrast. The young ministers can't help showing a satisfied look. They are old and can't stand the cold. The heating invented by Merton is really very kind to them.

However, the dignitaries in the front row were naturally extremely warm. In the position close to the gate, bursts of cold wind penetrated through the crack of the door from time to time. At the end of the Wenchen column, Feng Zhidai was shivering by bursts of cold wind.

However, in the column of generals, Merton was extremely comfortable. He stood proudly next to a radiator added by his abuse of power. Although there was cold blowing in, he didn't feel cold

Merton secretly shouted that he still had foresight, otherwise he would be frozen if he installed the heating, wouldn't it be too bad.

On one side, Li Junxian thumbed up to Merton with admiration on his face, and moved his body to share the warmth.

"The emperor arrives!" with Pound's shrill voice, Li Shimin appeared in front of the Dragon chair.

"See the emperor!" the ministers bowed.

"You are all flat!" Li Shimin said with a smile on his face.

The Grand Court meeting officially began. Fang Xuanling, on behalf of all officials, began the annual merit demonstration meeting. "I inform your majesty that the reclamation of wasteland in Datang this year is more than twice that of last year..." Fang Xuanling took out his reading glasses, put them on and looked at his Chaohu excitedly.

Although the reclamation of wasteland has been banned in the whole Guanlong area, with the emergence of Quyuan plow, the reclamation of wasteland in the whole Datang immediately increased significantly. You know, at this time, land represents wealth, and the increase of land represents the increase of taxes in the coming year.

"Thanks to your Majesty's wisdom, Datang has overcome the drought, locusts and floods this year..." Fang Xuanling's voice is excited. There are too many things worth doing in Datang this year!

Li Shimin's heart is very fast. This year can be said to be the most pleasant year for him. The three natural disasters can be said to be a great trouble for all dynasties. However, in the seven years of Zhenguan, it has been miraculously solved. It can be said without hesitation that the seven years of Zhenguan will be destined to go down in history.

He could not help but turn his eyes to the figure of Merton in the corner in front of the Tai Chi hall. All these achievements began when the Mohist School broke into the deep-water Longtan of Chang'an city like a reckless catfish.

He threw Merton to the Imperial College to experiment with the catfish effect, and Merton did not disappoint him and handed over a satisfactory answer.

However, with his support, Mohism developed rapidly in Chang'an city. In the Tang Dynasty, which is like a backwater, it broke out amazing power. Is this not a catfish effect?

After Fang Xuanling's report, Duan Lun, the Minister of the Ministry of industry, stepped out and said, "I inform your majesty that the brick road from Chang'an city to Luoyang has been completed."

"Seriously?" Li Shimin said in surprise.

Duan Lun solemnly nodded. Although the brick road was proposed by Merton, it was built by him after all. In order to please Li Shimin, the work department worked overtime, and the construction at both ends was finally completed years ago. Build the brick road from Chang'an to Luoyang.

"At present, the Ministry of industry has done a traffic test. From Chang'an city to Luoyang, horses can be replaced at the post station every hundred miles. Full trucks can reach Luoyang City day and night." Duan Lun said excitedly.

"Morning and evening!" in the hall of Tai Chi, all officials were shocked.

In one day, we can reach Luoyang from Chang'an City, which was unimaginable before, but now it has really come true.

More importantly, even in today's heavy snow weather, brick roads are still unimpeded. Such brick roads are too important to Datang.

"What about the brick road leading to Longyou?" Li Shimin took a deep breath. This brick road is the logistics road of Tuyuhun at the beginning of the year, but it is the top priority.

"Return to your majesty! The brick road leading to Longyou has been built for 300 Li and reaches Chencang. It will speed up in years. It will be completed in April next year without delaying your Majesty's major events." Duan Lun played.

Chen Cang, the Baoji of later generations, is more than 300 li away from Chang'an. So far, the Ministry of work has built 1100 Li brick roads. The weather is getting warmer and the speed of road construction naturally increases greatly. Before, the Ministry of work has always focused on the brick road from Chang'an to Luoyang. Duan Lun is still very confident that the remaining brick roads will be paved three months after the year.

Li Shimin stretched out his hand and pound immediately presented a map of the territory of the Tang Dynasty. Li Shimin looked at Chen Cang's position, nodded with satisfaction and said: "the brick road in Longyou is temporarily built to Lanzhou. After the Tuyuhun war, the work department immediately continued to lay the brick road, reaching Yumenguan in the West and Yumenguan in the East..."

Li Shimin paused, picked up the Zhu pen, made a heavy flower on the map, and said proudly, "to the sea in the East!"

"The sea?" Duan Lun was frightened and incoherent, staring at the long red line on the map from east to west with a Zhu pen by Li Shimin.

Merton was shocked when he heard the speech. He didn't expect that the famous Longhai line in later generations began to take shape at the end of the seventh year of Zhenguan.