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

Wang Gui took a deep breath: "Building a temple for strangers, I have never seen it before."

"Duke Zhengyang is young, and he can't afford this..."

Cheng Yaojin was playing mahjong with a few little old men in Tongfu restaurant, but... even if he left, he is not the only one who stirs shit in the court.

Yuchi Jingde raised his hand and cursed: "That's just what you think."

"You know that the folks have already given it to the Zhengyang public temple without permission."

Wang Gui said slowly, "Oh? Is this really the case?"

"The minister is going to join a copy of the criminal department's ineffectiveness and build a temple privately. This is an act that violates the laws of the Tang Dynasty and does not take the court seriously."

"Should be punished according to the law."

Zhou Xiaosan stretched out his hand, and handed the wat board in his hand to Wang Gui: "Good words! I will leave this matter to you."

"The imperial court has an imperial court system." Wang Gui glanced at Zhou Xiaosan, "The affairs of the Ministry of Punishment belong to the Ministry of Punishment."

Zhou Xiaosan bowed to Li Shimin: "Your Majesty, I beg you to leave this matter to another department."

Li Shimin didn't speak, just looked at Wang Gui with a half-smile.

A look that wants to agree, but hasn't agreed yet.

Wang Gui finally got a little nervous, and cursed inwardly, it's always like this, the referees are off, and he is the most passive in the rules of the game.

Can this matter be dealt with?

Of course not.

It is not an unacceptable thing to be on the opposite side of the people, but the key point is that they can't get any benefits from it.

Taking such a big risk, but there is no benefit at all?
Only fools would do it.

The atmosphere in the hall fell silent.

Li Shimin looked at Wang Gui, he was waiting for the little old man to reject his proposal in person, otherwise, he didn't mind accepting Xiaosan's words next week.

Wang Gui thought for a while, nodded and said, "I am willing to take on this task."

bear?

The surrounding officials turned their heads in surprise and stared at Wang Gui in astonishment. Li Shimin's eyelids couldn't help but twitch. Soon, he figured out the key point, and his eyelids twitched again.

Wang Gui made a good move.

He found a chance at a desperate situation, and he agreed to deal with the matter of private private temples. Then...the court would no longer be able to discuss the matter of building a temple for Yin Xuan.

This is a paradox.

Li Shimin looked at Wang Gui, feeling a little surprised. This person was really willing to pay such a high price to stop this matter. Although it sounded a little surprised, but...is it really worth paying such a high price?
Li Shimin didn't speak, just knocked on the bed.

He was thinking about what these gentry could gain from it, and what kind of benefits could make Wang Gui agree so simply.

But he couldn't think of it.

"Even if the temple is not established, Duke Zhengyang's reward will still have to be negotiated from the beginning." Fang Xuanling stood up, looked at his majesty, then at Wang Gui, and said softly.

Fang Xuanling also couldn't figure out what Wang Gui was thinking.

He vaguely guessed that Wang Gui wanted to stop the imperial court from granting Yin Xuan a reward.

If he could, he actually wanted to.

If a person is too great, even the slightest glimmer of light from him will make the people around him breathless.

Datang needs a person who is great but not that great, or needs a group of people who are equally great, but... there is no need for only one person who is so great.

嗏

That Lord Zhengyang doesn't need it, but they can't refuse it.

This is a matter of attitude.

The imperial court is not yet qualified to turn against Yin Xuan.

Wang Gui nodded: "It's easy for me, it's just that building a temple is a big deal, and we can't easily make a conclusion. At least...we don't have the qualifications, only history books will make a decision."

It's awe-inspiring.

Li Shimin spat, and erected temples, and some erected them arbitrarily—these prostitutes also erected many temples, but not all of them were smashed in the end.

Temple building and historical proof are not two conflicting things.

嗏

Wang Gui used his behavior to bear the consequences of the unknown, which proved that these two things were in conflict.

"Since the establishment of the temple is not possible, it is naturally inappropriate for Yi Xin to enter the temple." Li Daozong stood up. He and Wang Gui were not in the same camp, but he liked the matter of throwing Yin Xuan into trouble.

"I think... a knighthood is enough."

Li Daozong didn't even say the word reward.

"Nobility? What kind of nobility?" Tang Jian, Minister of the Household Department, stood up, looked at Li Daozong, and asked.

Li Daozong paused for a moment, then smiled: "That's naturally the county man."

Tang Jian sneered, and his voice went up to the ceiling of the hall.

"Why ridicule?" Li Daozong asked with some dissatisfaction. Tang Jian was a neutral person before, but since the thinning method was introduced, he has become more and more inclined to Yin Xuan.

Tang Jian looked at him coldly: "Just a county man?"

"Isn't the county male enough?" Li Daozong refused to budge, "It's just thinning..."

"Just?" Tang Jian interrupted him, repeating these three words.

"Let the annual grain output increase by one-tenth, is this just three words in your mouth?"

"Do you know how many more people can be fed by one tenth of this!"

Speaking of this, Tang Jian paused and took a deep breath: "Besides, Yi Xin's contribution is neither in the thinning method nor in the planting."

He raised his hand and pointed to his eyes.

"I have seen it with my own eyes. The grapes, cotton, chestnuts and other things he cultivated are big and plump, and...the yield of one harvest is far higher than any variety on the market in Datang."

"What he said is cultivation."

"Today is nothing more than a few fruits, but in the future it will be corn, rice, and wheat."

"The grain produced by one mu of land in the future will be ten or a hundred mu today!"

"This is...just?"

Tang Jian's words echoed to the ground.

Li Shimin trembled when he heard it. He knew about the thinning method, and he had heard Yin Xuan talk about the following things a long time ago, but... all these things can be done?

"Is this true?" Li Shimin asked.

Tang Jian nodded: "Of course."

"It's just...it takes a long time to breed usable varieties."

Li Shimin's voice trembled a little: "How long?"

"Maybe 20 years, 30 years, 50 years..." Tang Jian recalled what Yin Xuan said, and began to explain, "In short, this is a long process."

Li Daozong was a little panicked when he heard Tang Jian's words at first, but now he stopped panicking and sneered: "20 years, 50 years? Do you want to use the achievements after so long to gild him now?"

Tang Jian turned his head and glanced at him: "That's not what I mean, it's just... I hope that some people who are watching the leopard can understand what these things mean."

Li Shimin's heart also cooled down a little.

This... decades is too long, Li Shimin touched his chest, he didn't even know if he could survive the next ten years if this went on.