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

It's pointless to bully like this.

Really, it doesn't mean anything.

Li Shimin was scolded like this, but he was still not angry. He just smiled and said softly, "I just feel that you have worked hard in Zhengyang."

"Left and right are just a few words hurt by you, which can make you relax, which is also a good thing."

Li Shimin just looked at Yin Xuan directly, like a really loving father-in-law.

Are you moved?
His eyes seemed to be filled with such words.

I am a majestic emperor of the Tang Dynasty. Seeing how hard you have been working so hard, you are now willing to be a doormat and vent your anger as you please. There is no other emperor in the world who can do this.

Yin Xuan only felt that he was insane.

"Boring." He waved his hand, left such a sentence, stood up and walked towards the kitchen, ready to start cooking—he didn't plan to talk to Li Shimin any more today, he was going to see when Li Shimin's illness Disappeared, talk to him again.

Madam said, you can't play with fools.

Even if this fool is his father.

Li Shimin smacked his lips, sighed again, Yin Xuan is not a hard-hearted person, why can't he influence him?
Yin Xuan just wanted to chuckle tactfully.

It's not that Li Shimin can't do it, it's just that he has seen more powerful methods of painting cakes.

Li Shimin's heart is still not big enough, the cakes he draws are all the kind that he can realize, he will not casually say to the same person: "Come on, follow me, I will guarantee you to be the governor for three years and the prime minister for five years. "

Then ten years later, this person was still working as a small official in the government office, and with a meager salary every month, he couldn't even buy a house in Chang'an.

As far as Li Shimin's pie-painting technique is concerned, he can barely fool the people of Tang Dynasty, but he can't do it, although... Li Shimin's one is probably not called fooling.

After eating and drinking, Li Shimin wiped his mouth and left.

Today's meal ate up his usual amount of copper coins, it hurts my heart!

It hurt so much that his brain was full of braised pork.

In court the next day.

The atmosphere among the officials was a little tense. Many of them had already heard a few words in the Tongfu restaurant, although they didn't know exactly what His Majesty and Duke Zhengyang said.

But... the two of them talked for a long time yesterday.

Thinking about it, it should be quite an important thing.

After the previous agenda was finished, Li Shimin opened his mouth slowly and said softly: "I went to see Lord Zhengyang yesterday and talked to him about something."

"I want to build the main train route to Guangfu first."

Lu Yigong stood up and sang here.

An official from Yushitai stood up and expressed his puzzlement: "Your Majesty, the current matter should focus on the Western Regions and Turks. Why do you want to build the Guangfu train?"

There is nothing wrong with Guangfu.

The biggest problem now is that the territories on the border are not stable enough when they are just conquered, and they must be firmly held in their hands first.

"Rubber, you should know about it." Li Shimin said slowly, "Mr. Zhengyang's fleet discovered a rubber crop that is better than rubber grass overseas."

"only…"

"Its growth environment is most suitable for planting in Qiongzhou and Yazhou."

Saying that, he paused.

"So far in my Tang Dynasty, although most of them are free from banditry, Qiong and Ya are still outside the law."

"It just happened to take advantage of this matter to clean it up. How could my Tang Dynasty have such a rampant and wild place?"

There was a commotion among the officials in the court.

Many people counted their achievements and years to see if they had the chance to fight for the position of governor of Qiongzhou and Yazhou, no matter how bad they were as adjutants.

There is Zhengyang Gong as the base.

No one will really continue to think that going to Qiongzhou and Yazhou is suffering—they all know what it is like.Go there to get a little credit, and then go back to Chang'an for a promotion.

They are preparing to discuss, or introduce themselves, to recommend themselves.

Li Shimin waved his hand, and continued: "Besides that, there is one more thing."

"The Duke of Zhengyang wants to build a factory outside Chang'an City, covering an area of ​​about [-] to [-] acres, and employing thousands of employees. What do you love?"

The court suddenly stopped.

Many people looked up at Li Shimin in astonishment.

This kind of matter... His Majesty still brought it up to discuss with the court so solemnly?Is this...necessary to discuss?

If Yin Xuan was standing here in the court, and he said these words himself, there might be a few people in the court standing in line with Yin Xuan to express their support.

But now that Yin Xuan is not here, let His Majesty relay the story—how could such a thing that is obviously harmful to His Majesty really be relayed?

What do they do.

What does your Majesty mean?
Should they agree, or should they disagree?

Fang Xuanling stood up, cupped his hands, and asked, "Your Majesty, I wonder what kind of factory Zhengyang Gong wants to build? It needs such a large scale."

Li Shimin didn't speak, just waved his hands behind him, the eunuch came out, and handed over a blueprint to Fang Xuanling.

Fang Xuanling opened it and took a look.

It is a sketch of the rubber factory, and the layout of different areas. Li Shimin added notes according to Yin Xuan's statement. Among them, the places where the Yamen and Jinwuwei are located were specially marked with a Chinese ink pen.

He and Li Shimin were surprised in the same way.

Don't be surprised by the large scale and the completeness of the industry.

Instead, he was surprised that Yamen and Jinwu were set up directly in the factory?
Fang Xuanling raised his head, looked at His Majesty, and was about to ask a question.

Li Shimin spoke first: "I didn't mention this to him. It was decided by Mr. Zhengyang early in the morning before I discussed it with him."

Fang Xuanling pondered for a while, picked up the drawing, and said respectfully: "I have no objection."

The officials on the side had a cat in their hearts, scratching their hearts and livers with curiosity.

What was written on that paper.

Why did Fang Xuanling take a look, and after hearing what His Majesty said, he agreed.

The eunuch didn't come forward to take back the drawings.

Fang Xuanling stretched out his hand, and handed it to Du Ruhui who was beside him.

Du Ruhui glanced at him, showing the same surprised look, then at His Majesty, then at Fang Xuanling in doubt, the little old man nodded slightly.

Du Ruhui came to his senses and said, "I have no objection."

Even more curious!

What is on that piece of paper!
After several purple robes read it, the paper was passed around and fell into Li Tai's hands. He looked at the blueprint and felt a little agitated in his heart. Such a big factory?
He held this blueprint for the longest time. After reading it, he took a deep breath: "Your Majesty, please take charge of this matter."

Li Shimin was expressionless: "This matter is not a matter of the imperial court, but a matter of Zhengyang Gong."

"The imperial court is discussing whether to grant the land to Lord Zhengyang."