Datang: Mother, I really have no private money

She did not speak.

She knew that she had no ability to help her father solve things that were difficult for her father.

Don't talk about yourself, even the prince probably doesn't have this ability.

but········

Princess Changle thought of someone, she subconsciously looked towards the palace ahead.

If Qingque was here, he would definitely be able to help his father to make suggestions.

Everyone says that Qingque is stubborn by nature, not good at homework, not good at studying, and ignorant of learning, but Changle knows that Qingque's wisdom is like a heavenly man!

It was an indescribable wisdom.

Chang Le looked at the palace and sighed softly.

When Li Tai was still living here, she often came here to play.

The knowledge Li Tai told her was intoxicating.

gravity.

Pythagorean theorem.

Fantastic chemistry.

There is even an exploration of time.

All of this made Changle understand very well that his younger brother possessed unusual great wisdom, but he was just not interested in reading.

Xiao Sizi took Changle and ran to the palace.

Li Shimin stood up slowly.

"Let's go in and have a look around too."

"Think about it..."

"Think about it and see what can be done."

Li Shimin said solemnly.

Fang Xuanling nodded quickly.

But he also knew that it was really difficult to solve it.

Now it takes a year to breed a cattle, and there is no way to use it at all.

Moreover, farm cattle cannot be bred casually.

It usually takes about ten months for a cow to go from conception to delivery!

Almost like a human being!

Wait until the land can be plowed, and the day lily will be cold.

The pace is a little heavy.

"Your Majesty, I have discussed with Keming about the imperial examination."

"Now that there are sweet potatoes again, I think that it has reached the point where it must go up."

"With the popularization of sweet potatoes, people can eat enough, and the population will inevitably increase."

"At that time, there will be a large number of children from poor families, and among them, talents are absolutely indispensable."

"Open the imperial examination and recruit talents."

"It is the only way for Tang Dynasty to reach the peak of national power."

Fang Xuanling thought for a while, and briefly talked about the imperial examination.

"I know. I've thought about this too." Li Shimin nodded.

"However, Your Majesty, after Keming and I put forward this proposal, I'm afraid the pressure from the family..."

"There is nothing to be afraid of. If the imperial examinations are not held anymore, and the aristocratic family is allowed to be filial and honest, the Tang Dynasty will not escape the Southern and Northern Dynasties, the ending like the previous dynasties!"

"Let's see what's going on. I'm determined to promote the imperial examination. How can his family influence me?"

"There's nothing they can do."

Li Shimin's voice was extremely firm.

Fang Xuanling nodded heavily.

While talking, Li Shimin was already standing in the hall.

I scanned the hall lightly, but found nothing strange.

Tables and chairs.

Bookshelf candle holder.

Bed curtains.

They are all very common styles in the palace.

The little si happily climbed up and down.

Chang Le followed and looked after.

Empress Changsun admired every place as if reminiscing.

Of course, she did it so as not to disturb Li Shimin and Fang Xuanling's business talks.

However, when Empress Changsun walked to the desk, her footsteps paused slightly.

There is a bunch of picture scrolls on it.

There are ink marks on the scroll.

Taylor moved.

Such a thought flashed through Empress Changsun's mind, she stretched out her hand, opened it slowly, and examined it carefully.

There is a pattern on it.

What is this?

it's wired?

Like a... plow?

But it's too small!

The structure is too simple!

Can it be used?

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Chapter 41

Empress Changsun expressed doubts.

You must know that Datang's current plows are all long and straight plows, which are much larger than the plows on this paper.

At first glance, it gives people a sense of security and practicality.

But this one is too small and exquisite.

"I guess this brat drew it casually."

"Blind thinking."

"It's good to study hard."

Empress Changsun muttered to herself.

She rewrapped the scroll in her hand, just about to put it back where it was.

"Guanyin maidservant, what are you talking to yourself?"

"Did you find anything good?"

"Huh? Hehehe..."

Li Shimin and Fang Xuanling also happened to arrive here as they walked around.

"Oh, Your Majesty, it's nothing."

"I'm talking about Tai'er, who spends all day tinkering with useless things and doesn't know how to read more books."

"Look at this desk, there is not a single word for practice, let alone the book of saints, hey..."

"Just a blindly drawn plow."

Empress Changsun shook her head, and casually placed the scroll in her hand on the table.

"This brat..."

"Too."

"Don't learn the words of the sages, just delve into some heresy."

"He even started to study the plow. He is a prince who has never been in the field. Does he know what a plow is? He probably doesn't know how it is used."

Li Shimin smiled.

He squinted at the picture scroll on the table, didn't even have the desire to pick it up, so he and Empress Changsun looked elsewhere.

But Fang Xuanling behind him, his ears trembling, heard the conversation between Li Shimin and Empress Changsun, and hurried over.

Carefully picked up the scroll on the table.

Now his mind is full of what to do if there are not enough cattle.

How to make up.

Naturally, I am very concerned about the word 'plow', which is closely related to arable land.

Fang Xuanling opened it slowly again.

The plow on the picture scroll is really light and light.

It is very different from the current long straight plow!

Fang Xuanling continued to pull down.

There is still some space behind the picture scroll. Just now, Empress Changsun only paid attention to this portrait, but for a while neglected the last part of the picture scroll.

Fang Xuanling pulled away completely.

Behind, there are a few lines of small print.

"Quyuanli."

"The Light of Farming Tools."

"It is infinitely lighter than the cumbersome long straight plow of the Tang Dynasty now. After a little calculation, it should at least increase the efficiency of the current long straight plow by four or five times."

"The most important thing is to turn the farming method of two cows and three husbands into one cow and one husband."

"Hiss... this..."

"OMG!!! OMG!!!"

Fang Xuanling silently read the notes in small print at the back, and his scalp felt itchy and dry.

terror!

so horrible!

Two cows and three husbands were reduced to one cow and one husband. This... such an improvement is not just a physical reduction, it can be said to be a greater release of the constraints of the people on the cultivated land.

Then the consequences are even more intuitive! ! !

For example, can so many wastelands in Datang be greatly developed?

Don't talk about these distant things, just talk about what you are worried about now.

Fewer cattle have hindered the people's farming efficiency, but with Quyuanli, this problem can be solved almost perfectly!