The Ming Dynasty’s Prodigal Son

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East Factory.

Zhang Xi, the stall leader, is also confused at the moment.

I can't see through.

He didn't dare to neglect and rushed to the palace.

Liu Jian was not on duty last night. He was old and got up early in the morning. After inadvertently washing, he ate pastries and had to drink a few sips of tea to calm down.

His mood is not bad, because he is old and the weather is cold, so His Majesty ordered him to be on duty later.

Today His Majesty really has nothing to say to his courtiers.

After drinking two cups of tea, Liu Jian looked at the bare trees outside the window, the gloomy sky, could not help but sigh in his heart, the weather was cold, everything was rested.

He did n’t like the cold winter twelfth lunar month. He wanted to come. People in this world did n’t like it. He could n’t help but sigh and said to himself: "In a few days, I ’m afraid it ’s going to snow. At that time, if it triggers I do n’t know how many people and animals died from the snow disaster. "

Speaking and got up, Liu Jie was here.

Seeing Liu Jie, Liu Jian looked very happy, and raised his eyebrows gently, and said with a smile: "Zi Zhao, haven't gone to school today? How is the homework now, Chun Wei is about to fight, and he's going to fight for breath . "

He is full of hope for his son, and Hong Wei's 16-year Chun Wei is about to begin. Once in high school, Liu Jian is truly a successor, and there is nothing to worry about in this life.

Liu Jie glanced at his father and said humbly, "The weather is getting colder and colder. My son has knitted a shirt for you."

"..."

What……

Liu Jie thought that he had heard it wrong, his eyes blinked, his eyes stunned.

He remembered that, in fact, he secretly laughed at His Royal Highness in the background.

Look at how angry your majesty is, and your prince is not worried. Actually, she will be a woman red all day long, what should your prince do? Isn't Prince His Highness playing like this?

but……

Now his son is also studying with His Royal Highness.

This is something a woman does, how can her son learn?

Liu Jian's smile gradually disappeared, leaving only the last residue of the muscles on his face and left on his face. He frowned deeply and said suddenly.

"Don't forget, what is your deed, and you are still a woman red? Who asked you to do it, this person lacks virtue and lacks virtue, what does this mean, my son is an upright man!"

Liu Jie was very excited to see Liu Jian and could n’t help but explain: “This is the teacher ’s lesson. Let us these people, in their spare time studying, weaving clothes, his son thinking, that ’s all, my father is going to go to the value every day, the weather It's getting colder and colder, and it's good for my father to dress up for value. "

Liu Jian was so angry that he pointed at Liu Jie and scolded: "The old man doesn't want to wear any clothes. What the old man wants is the title of your gold list. You son, your old man is frozen to death, what hindrance, you ..."

But Liu Jie bowed his hands, holding the sweater in both hands, and said very obediently: "I also asked my father to wear it, and then go on duty."

Liu Jian really didn't have a solution at all. He went to Xishan Academy to study. His father, he was recognized. But when people went to Xishan, they only recognized the teachers and teachers, and the teachings of being a dad, but they were all lost.

Liu Jian's anger quickly deteriorated, his old face flushed: "How can you ..."

Hey……

After sighing, some wanted to stomp.

As for Liu Jie's clothing, furry is somewhat rare.

Is this clothing?

After all, he was different from the emperor, who was harsh and harsh on his son.

And Liu Jiannai is the first assistant of the cabinet, can he raise his hand and beat his son, make a jump?

He consciously is a self-cultivated person.

So he took a deep breath and said helplessly: "Come on, try for your father."

He personally took off his official uniform, and inside was a jacket.

Then he took off his jacket and revealed his coat. Liu Jie stepped forward and put it on Liu Jian himself.

It's just ... some embarrassment is that Liu Jian's head is relatively large, and the neckline of the sweater is small, and the neckline is stuck on the head. Liu Jian feels that he is suffocating and can't help but let out a gasp.

"Eh, eh ... head, head, a little lighter, but also ... don't mess up the bun of the old man, don't mess up the bun."

Liu Jie was sweating anxiously, not hard, not hard.

Liu Jian's eyes were covered with this furry sweater, which was equivalent to being put on a head with a hood, and he felt like he was suffocating.

Finally, Liu Nian's face came out, and Liu Jian's face was red, and his face was exposed to death. He said helplessly, "I will die."

Liu Jie was busy to put on his sweater, and he felt a little bit sloppy.

Liu Jian looked at him up and down, his nose quivered lightly, and could not help saying: "This dress is a little tight."

Liu Jie looked at his father tightly wrapped in a sweater, very uncomfortable, and also felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, but he said comfortingly: "The teacher said that if you get used to it, it will not be tight, just It ’s a lot more comfortable, dad, can you still feel cold? "

It took a long time for Liu Jian to spit out a word: "Hot!"

When he was just wearing his clothes, his life was almost gone. The sweat was shocking, and there was a hot tub in the house, and the red anthracite was steaming hot.

Plus when you wear this sweater, you feel hot.

Liu Jian moved his muscles and bones, and seemed to feel better than he was at the beginning.

He couldn't help but walked out of the house, outside, with a cool breeze.

But the upper body didn't feel cold at all.

It was ... xia body, but suddenly there was a feeling of coolness. I didn't think it might be because the sweater was too hot. This comparison was judged.

"Why is it really cold?" Liu Jian still felt warm under the eaves, slowly, feeling that his face and hands were not as cold as before, walked a few steps, and looked back Liu Jie at a glance: "This is your female red?"

Liu Jiexiu said first: "Father, weaving clothes is weaving clothes, why did she become a woman red, this is the son's intention to honor his father, fearing that his father will be cold in winter, it took a full half a month to learn to weave of."

Liu Jian was relieved at once.

Not only the body is warm, but also the heart.

Yes, the dynasty ruled the world with filial piety.

Filial piety is the righteousness, and everything else is just a bit of a ramification.

"It's really warm, this thing must be a lot of trouble."

"Not expensive." Liu Jie honestly said: "That's about two catties of wool. A catty of wool is only dozens of essays, and a total of two hundred essays are not necessary."

"What?" Liu Jian stared at Liu Jie stunnedly. As a cabinet assistant, he was extremely sensitive.

This thing is not uncommon, even if it is sold for three or five silver, even for such a rare thing, it is normal for ten or twenty two. The problem is that its price is actually as low as a hundred words.

These hundred essays, even ordinary people, can barely be used.

Compared with expensive leather goods, it is often a few or even dozens of silver. If everyone wears this one, how many people go out do not have to worry about wind chill.

His face swelled red, and he felt that his body was getting hotter and hotter. This especially warm clothing seemed to bring heat to his body continuously.

The ancients were actually more hardy. After all, in those days, there was no air conditioning, no heating, and even warm clothing, but also poor. People will gradually adapt to the cold weather. This is different from the later generations. I don't feel much, I always feel cold hands and feet.

Liu Jian thought about it for a while and then asked Liu Jie very seriously.

"How many lines are you talking about?"

"How many are there? The teacher is in Xishan and has built a workshop. Now he can produce thousands of kilograms a day, but the purpose for the future is 10,000 jin, 100,000 jin ..."

"This guy ..." Liu Jian's eyes brightened.

Cheap ... Warm ... Large-scale supply.

Only these three things can really improve people's livelihood.

The princes and scholars in the temples are most opposed to extravagance and waste. Even if your things are better and more refined, they are also strongly resisted by the Confucianists. They think this is a clever trick, but such fabrics are different.

Such a good thing can save a lot of people who go out, but its price is so low that it can be outrageous.

Liu Jian breathed a sigh of relief and nodded toward Liu Jie with satisfaction: "Clothes, collected for my father, please go to the academy to study ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ His mind has already started, he hastily went outside the sweater , Put on his own official robe, ready to enter the palace.

…………

Liu Jie also sighed with relief and hurried back to his study.

Pull out a piece of paper with a question: "I wear a sweater for my father."

Now ... this question can be done after all. He raised the pen, walked the dragon and snake, and recorded what happened just before. Then, he talked about his feelings, it was nothing more than the grace of nurturing.

well……

After he finished in one breath, he put aside his pen and moved his wrists. In this way, the homework assignment was completed.

perfect!

………………

Early in the morning, Zhu Houzhao had to go to Dongshi. Who expected that someone came in the palace and invited him to enter the palace.

Zhu Houzhao has not been summoned by his father and emperor for a long time. After so long, he almost forgot that he still has a father.

But as soon as he heard the call of the father emperor, Zhu Houzhao had an unpleasant feeling. His father emperor was moody. His mind was unpredictable, but he didn't know what was going on, and they all called to the door. Ten thousand in his heart. Unwilling, but where to dare to neglect, had to act obediently.

Emperor Hongzhi was squinting in the Nuan Pavilion. This is a personal grudge. The matter between the father and son of the Tian family, of course, the fewer people know the better.

Therefore, he leaned on the cushion, leaning slightly in his mind, thinking of the situation when the prince was a female red, he had no expression on his face, only silence, for a long time, but at this time, there was a little **** outside The probe probes the brain.

Xiao Jing felt that he was almost suffocating, deliberately pretending not to see the little eunuch.

Emperor Hongzhi said lightly: "Go and ask, what is it."

"Yes." Xiao Jing nodded obediently, went out, stood under the eaves of this warm pavilion, and looked at the **** indifferently, said: "What's the matter?"

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