I am the cook, but I am Li Er's son-in-law

"Store?" Du Ruhui raised his eyebrows, and then glanced at the memorial in Fang Xuanling's hand, "He has such a level? I suddenly feel that His Majesty is a little too spoiled for him."

"This kind of person should be pulled into the court early."

Li Shimin shook his head and pointed at the short pile: "If he didn't come in voluntarily, but I dragged him in, then he is a member of this pile."

"The store owner would rather hide his skills than do something he doesn't like."

Du Ruhui was silent for a while, then nodded slowly.

This makes sense.

Li Shimin waved his hand and asked again: "What do you think of the three opinions put forward by the store?"

The two were silent for a while, Fang Xuanling said softly: "They are all good methods, I think..."

"I feel that I can give up my name in exchange for the benefits of being able to send troops to Qinghe, Boling, Fanyang, Taiyuan and other places. Isn't Wu Guogong thinking about doing these things?"

Wu Guogong refers to Yuchi Jingde.

Du Ruhui shook his head: "I think it's a waste of time to focus on one thing and lose another. It's better to use this as a bait to force the aristocratic family to agree to the act of obscuring their names."

"Supplemented with taxation, schools, printing and paper making, we will fundamentally weaken the aristocratic family."

Fang Xuanling sneered: "Using the threat of garrisoning troops, at most they agree to the reform of the imperial examination system, how can they agree to taxation?"

Du Ruhui shook his head: "The military system is in His Majesty's hands, how dare the family members not be afraid of His Majesty's soldiers?"

Fang Xuanling's voice became louder: "In that case, you might as well let Jingde slaughter the family members."

Li Shimin comforted the two: "Let's put aside the matter of taxation for the time being. The imperial court will increase the taxation of the aristocratic family, and they will also find compensation from the common people."

"Isn't it the common people who suffer?"

Du Ruhui pursed his lips, but he still didn't say the words "let the common people suffer".

Li Shimin went on to say: "However, what Keming said is also true. The reform of the imperial examination system must not be let go. This is the root of weakening the aristocratic family."

Several people discussed this again.

At the Tongfu restaurant, Yin Xuan said that he would run a magazine. These days, some scholars finally came to Yin Xuan with their things.

"Sir, the magazine you run contains articles from novels?" A scholar asked respectfully.

Yin Xuan nodded: "Yes."

The scholar took out a stack of thick paper from his pocket, and handed it to Yin Xuan: "This is a student's clumsy work, a worthless novel, sir, please correct it."

Fiction is not a popular subject.

Scholars have a very lofty status in the Tang Dynasty. Establishing a career and building morality is their most noble pursuit, followed by writing books and biographies, and then writing colorful articles and poems-this kind of thing that pursues the beauty of words.

Relatively speaking, those who write novels are not highly regarded.

Even if someone really wanted to write any novels, they would use the name of "Miscellaneous Notes", such as "Miscellaneous Notes of Youyang" and "Sou Shen Ji" that have not yet been published.

The scholar was a little apprehensive, for fear that Yin Xuan would show a face of "Why is this man so unlucky that he went to write a novel?"

Yin Xuan's concept was not as pedantic as it seems to conform to this era, he took it and looked at it carefully.

Skimming the prose poems, Yin Xuan was a little surprised when he only saw the first line.

Chinese classical novels generally start with history, write a novel with an empty history.Otherwise, it is not clear which period of time it was written, and cleverly borrowed the list of immortals, gods and goblins to write some stories similar to fables.

Like Tao Angong, Han Yinsheng and other stories.

But the novels written by these people are not in these two categories. After boasting Li Shimin's literary and martial arts skills and Yin Xuan's knowledge at the beginning, they moved to the 27th year of Taiping, which is 300 years after Zhenguan.

The content is that a scholar at this moment meets a fairy by chance, sleeps at night, wakes up in the 27th year of Taiping, and sees various changes in the future.

The future written in it is a bit ridiculous.

For example, there is a kind of food called yam seed, one piece can feed a family of more than a dozen people for a whole year, and the people no longer have to worry about food problems.

He also wrote a kind of wooden cow, stuffed with a bunch of vermilion fruit—that is, tomatoes, in its stomach, it can move on its own, and it is easy to travel thousands of miles a day.

Ridiculous is ridiculous.

But this surprised Yin Xuan very much. After flipping through a few pages, he raised his head to look at the scholar, and said with a smile, "How did you come up with the idea to write these things?"

Seeing that there was no anger on Yin Xuan's face, the scholar heaved a sigh of relief, and he said shyly: "I often listen to the lectures of the store, and it brings about changes."

"It's only been like this for a couple of years, so what will it look like in the future? I had this kind of idea, and I wrote these things when I was bored with studying on weekdays."

future.

This is a vocabulary that has existed since ancient times and has been used in Chu Ci, but it is also a vocabulary that has been rarely used since ancient times. It is so unfamiliar that Yin Xuan feels that it is a vocabulary that will only be born in later generations.

The people in this land of Huaxia are very realistic.

They are so realistic...knowing that the only thing they should really do is to fill their stomachs and let everyone eat their stomachs. They dare not imagine the future. Even if they think about it, they will feel that the future seems to be like that...

From the Han Dynasty to the Tang Dynasty, people became just people, and the most fundamental things did not change at all.

But this kind of unreasonable imagination is certainly absurd and unrealistic, but don't the most honest and responsible people also need such a romance?

Yin Xuan pointed to the writing on the wooden cow, and asked, "How did you come up with this?"

The scholar chuckled, "I've seen the store show your father-in-law how Zhu Yuguo made the windmill turn, so I came up with such a thing."

It turned out to be the case.

Yin Xuan nodded, he thought that the person in this story came up with a bio-battery.

He put these words on the table, and said solemnly: "These words are excellent, and naturally they can be published in my magazine."

"I will calculate the number of words in a few days, and then I will give you the manuscript fee."

The scholar nodded with surprise in his eyes—he didn't have any confidence in these absurd stories he wrote. He only did this kind of thing after drinking two taels of wine at the instigation of his friends.

Unexpectedly, it passed.

Not to mention, the shopkeeper seemed to value his writing very much.

The other readers in the restaurant were excited. Looking at that person, some people asked him what he wrote, and some even stole the house directly and asked Yin Xuan to borrow this novel manuscript.