Five-year enthronement three-year simulation

In the middle of winter, there was heavy snow, and two silver silk charcoal pots were burning in the hall.In order to prevent coal poisoning, a thin cold wind blows in from the half-opened window, causing Ming Tan to slump his face from the cold. He tightens his fur and looks at Lin Shurong, who is lying lazily in Lin Shurong's arms, with jealousy and hatred. little white fox.

"It's nice to have skin," Ming Tan pouted, "It's not cold at all in winter."

"You are envious now, but in summer you will dislike it for being too hot." Lin Shurong stroked the fox's little head, and his fingertips sank into the soft and smooth white fur.She was wearing a lake blue long jacket today, with the skirt hanging down to her knees, covering the big half pleated skirt.When the little fox curled up on his body quietly, it was like holding a piece of Wang Suxue, but it was quite out of the world.

In front of her beauty, she almost stared at Ming Tan.

She put down the writing brush in her hand, pressed down the almost bottomless government affairs mock-up book, cat and cat sneaked up to the other side, and suddenly stretched out her hand to poke Lin Shurong's cheek.

"...?"

The latter was a little dazed by the poke, but Ming Tan had already jumped on her with a smile, wrapped his shoulders stickily, and murmured in people's ears: "Qingqing, you look like a fairy."

Lin Shurong was stunned, and turned his head slightly, and he could clearly see the slender eyelashes of the little princess like butterfly wings.

The distance between the two was very close, and the temperature on Ming Tan's fur coat seemed to have reached Lin Shurong's body, causing her to lose the chill all over her body. She only felt a burst of burning on her shoulders. She couldn't help but slightly lowered her head, and lightly touched Ming Tan with her lips. Tan's cheeks.

For Miss Lin's rare initiative to get close, Ming Tan is naturally very helpful.She bent her eyes and smiled, raised her hand to hold the bracelet on the other's wrist, rubbed the intricate carving texture on it with her fingertips, and said as if she had nothing to say: "I bought this from Jinyu Pavilion last time as a gift for you... ..."

"En." Lin Shurong responded in a low voice, turned his wrist, interlocked Ming Tan's fingers, and nodded casually, "This jade is of high quality, warm to the touch but not cold, it is most suitable for wearing in winter..."

"If you like, there are quite a few in my palace, so I'll give them all to you." Ming Tan lazily dropped the back of his hand and rubbed the little white fox's ear, causing it to wring its paws and roll on Lin Shurong's body. , let out a soft "ow", looking very enjoying it.

Ming Tan became interested, so he simply hung on Lin Shurong, stretched out a finger, and swayed in front of the little fox like a cat, causing it to stretch out its palm, "You know, I never lack those gold and jade jewelry ..."

really.As the concubine's daughter and the princess most favored by His Majesty, Ming Tan certainly has the incomparable privileges in the entire palace—no matter what good things are obtained from the House of Internal Affairs, they will be sent to Kunning Palace as soon as possible. The Ninth Princess was neglected; and the emperor and the empress also bestowed all kinds of treasures from time to time, ranging from furniture decorations to small clothing and playthings, everything that one expects to find is enough to show the dignity of Mingtan's status.

With such treatment, not only Tian Cheng, but also the previous courts are counted together. Only Emperor Dezhen's love for Princess Xuanji can compare with the current nine princesses.

"No, how can I take your things again and again?"

However, even though Ming Tanfan said that he was not short of treasures, Lin Shurong still shook his head and said with a smile: "I have never liked those overly gorgeous dresses, simple and elegant is good, so many gold ornaments are expensive." What's the use?"

Well, that's right.

Mingtan imagined Lin Shurong's head full of hairpins, tinkling and clanging as he walked...

Daba daba!Fairies can't be destroyed!

She quickly gave up her previous plan, put her head on someone's shoulder, and confessed with deep pain: "I was careless, Qingqing is still the most beautiful as she is now."

"……cough."

Lin Shurong's cheeks turned red when she was praised so bluntly and repeatedly.She is a reserved literati at heart, after all, she is not used to Mingtan's straight shots, so she turned her head away, continued to focus on the little fox, and asked, "How is Your Highness doing with the book?"

"Already sent someone to start copying the original copy." Ming Tan stared at her shy appearance, licked her tiger teeth secretly, and bent her eyes with a smile, "plus the time for proofreading each volume, it is estimated that the work will be completed in the beginning of spring, so there is no need I don't worry any more."

Compilation of lost ancient books is a major event, and if done well, it will be immortalized forever.Therefore, even though Ming Tan had the full authority to preside over the book, the emperor certainly would not stand idly by. Instead, he assigned enough manpower to Ming Tan and asked her to dispatch it at will, so that the task of compiling the book must be done to the best of its ability.

Similarly, after Ming Tan got online with the Hanlin Academy, Yang Zhangyuan also helped out with all his heart and effort, and summoned many scholars to participate in the copying of the manuscript.The handwriting of these scholars is correct and excellent, and they can also correct typos in ancient books or annotate places that are difficult to understand. The efficiency and results are really excellent, which makes Ming Tan overjoyed.

Who doesn't like to overachieve?

"Although the matter of compiling the book is said to be my credit on the surface, but when it comes down to it..."

Thinking of this, Ming Tan paused, and sighed slightly, "Which one of the results of searching for books, sorting out, copying and editing can be counted in my name?"

Hearing her lonely tone, Lin Shurong couldn't help pursing the corners of her lips, and patted the back of Mingtan's hand comfortingly.

This is the tragedy of the little people.

Suffering and suffering, working tirelessly, they obviously took on all the work, but in the end, it is only this dynasty and the name of "Princess Yonghui Mingtan" who presided over the compilation.

But is this really fair to them?

"...I plan to write down everyone who participated in the compilation of this book. After the book is completed, I will add a few pages at the end to enter their names, surnames and places of origin."

Ming Tan let out a sigh of relief, as if he had lifted some invisible burden, he pursed his lips and smiled at Lin Shurong.

"The one who deserves to be famous forever is actually neither me, the presider with no name, nor the final edited classics," she said flatly, "it's the people who participated in the compilation."

It is important to preserve the series of documents that may be lost in the future, but the reverence and love for ancient prose, and every painstaking effort hidden in the pages, are the real treasures that are worthy of being admired by later generations and sung for thousands of years.

It will never be a specific ruler or leader who makes history, but thousands of little people who have never been mentioned in the annals of history.

Only those who can see their role, understand their meaning, and respect their efforts - such people are worthy of the "benevolence of the people and love of things" and are worthy of being respected and loved by the people through the ages.

"...Lie Su soars to the sky, helping the sunset of the sun; hundreds of rivers cut the land, adding to the deep source of the sea."*

Lin Shurong showed his face and smiled, clasped Mingtan's ten fingers tightly, and whispered into her ear, his words were full of satisfaction and pride.

"You will definitely become a... a wise king through the ages who has a heart for all people and will be loved by the world."

……

After a few heavy snowfalls, the New Year's banquet was getting closer, and the palace began to be decorated with lanterns and festoons, and red paper window grilles were pasted everywhere, which looked very festive.

Although the cold is colder, but the auspicious snow heralds a good year, which is a blessing for the country and the people!In recent days, even the emperor has relaxed a lot when he came to court, and he can bear with the chattering censors for a while longer.

At the same time, to Mingtan's surprise, she received a letter from Huangzhuang, Chunzhou.

"Qizou Ninth Highness. The villain is Tao Xi, the new steward of Huangzhuang...Since the time when the mango seeds passed, Huangzhuang has been ordered by the princess to replant Chunzhou tea, and the harvest is actually twice as good as before...Now it's time to pick winter buds Bi, it is said that the fragrance is mellow and thick, and the lips and teeth are fragrant... In order to preserve its taste, people have sent people to send winter tea to the capital. I invite the princess to be a thousand years old."

Chunzhou Huangzhuang belongs to Ming Tan, and all the crops in it should belong to her.According to the rules, after the harvest, the manager of Huangzhuang will send [-]% of the harvest to the capital and store it in the private treasury of the Ninth Princess.

"But... can tea leaves be picked in winter?"

Holding the letter, Ming Tan wrote "I don't know how to learn" on the left face, and "No common sense" on the right face. He asked Lin Shurong blankly, "I've only heard of things like before the rain and before the Ming Dynasty, but those all have to be published in Lichun." Can it be harvested later?"

"Generally speaking, many teas can be picked in four seasons, and spring tea, known as 'expensive as gold', is the most impressive one in everyone's mind; but...according to the letter, Huangzhuang's The tea that was sent during this time should be the best quality of winter buds picked in winter, and it will not be much worse than spring tea."

Miss Lin, who knows everything, smiled and explained to the little princess: "In ancient times, people often thought that picking winter tea was against the heavens and contrary to the principle of recuperation. As a result, winter bud tea trees have gradually become rare, and now only There are several rare varieties in Chunzhou, such as 'Xueli Qinglong', 'Yuchen Yinjian', 'Chunzhou Hanyingya', etc., all of which are priceless and top-quality winter tea..."*

She stretched out her fingertips and clicked on the letter in Ming Tan's hand, only to see that the three names mentioned just now were neatly listed on the paper, vividly remembered.

"Your Huangzhuang is also very capable. You can actually send more than a dozen baskets, and the variety is not too small. I think you must have put in a lot of effort."

The capital is so big, there are quite a few people who know what to buy.Roughly estimated, just these dozens of baskets of tea can be sold for a hundred or two days in those families who love tea!

"Wow, is it so powerful!"

Ming Tan was dumbfounded when he heard that, and couldn't close his mouth for a long time, "Isn't this making money like Shun'an Study?"

Lin Shurong burst out laughing, raised his hand and tapped the top of her hair lightly, shook his head and said, "Dongya has such a small harvest in a year, how many taels of silver can it sell for? Even counting the treasures before the rain and tomorrow, it's totally worth it." It can’t be compared with Shun’an Study, which opened in four seasons, you think it’s simple.”

"That's right, money is not so easy to earn."

Ming Tan stuck out his tongue, and slowly raised the letter in his hand, "Then what about the tea? I'll divide it up for you, and there should be about ten baskets left. Are you really going to sell it to those aristocratic families?" She paused, and curled the corners of her lips, "But I always feel that I'm so sorry for those tea farmers who have worked so hard for me..."

However, if you keep it for yourself and you can't finish it, wouldn't it be a waste of good tea?

Ming Tan sighed sadly, raised his eyes to look at Lin Shurong for help, but found that the latter was full of thoughts, staring at the letter paper for a long time, before he opened his mouth to make a suggestion.

"When I visited Fangji Street on behalf of you a few days ago, I happened to find the restaurant next door to Shun'an Study. Because of the loss to Fuyi Restaurant, the business seems to be very poor. The shopkeeper is planning to sell the shop."

She tapped the table twice with her fingertips, and said slowly: "You have a lot of money now, so you might as well buy the wine shop, convert it into a tea house, and merge it with Shun'an Study, so that book buyers can go there and buy it on the spot. Reading books……"

"In this way, not only can those tea leaves have a place to go, but also make more money. Isn't it a good thing for both?"

The author has something to say: *From Li Shimin's "Emperor Fan".

*The "Winter Tea" information refers to Baidu, and there are also private settings made up.