Chapter 1197 means that I am not targeting you, Your Majesty, but everyone (please subscribe and vote)
Two weavers were weaving white cloth there conscientiously, and the thumping sound was rhythmic.
Next to them, several weavers were spinning yarn. With their light and gentle movements, the hollow cotton slivers slowly and steadily turned into yarn.
Then three more spindles were used to spin strong cotton threads.
But when Li Shimin and others suddenly appeared at the outer door of the house, the Zhi Niangs inside were stunned on the spot.
They quickly paid tribute to the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty and other important officials.
Li Shimin smiled and comforted the weavers, and asked them to stand up to answer. His eyes glanced at the oldest weaver.
"What is the difference between this woven white folded cloth and woven linen cloth?"
Zhi Niang stood up tremblingly, walked to the side quickly, and pointed to a piece of cotton sermon that had just been woven next to her.
"There is no difference, and the cotton thread is soft and tough, and the quality of the cloth spun is even better than linen..."
Li Shimin looked at the spinning wheels in front of the weavers and the cotton threads that had been formed.
Then they were signaled to continue what they were doing, and the loom rang again, and the loom began to rotate.
Compared with Cheng Chubi's clumsiness, the spinning movements of these weavers are comparable to dancing.
Cheng Chubi, who had changed back to his normal clothes and looked more and more arrogant, continued to narrate while spitting.
Li Shimin pursed his lips tightly, although he felt that Cheng Chubi's loud voice seemed noisy.
But for the sake of him offering such a good treasure that benefits the country and the people.
Li Shimin decided not to argue with this junior, well, of course he had to forgive him.
Li Shimin stood here for a long time, and finally left reluctantly, turning around and heading towards the Dabao Hall.
His Majesty walked quickly without saying a word until he entered the back of the Great Treasure Hall.
Li Shimin returned to the desk, picked up the winter coat and picked it up carefully.
Chai Shao on the side finally couldn't hold it in anymore and began to sigh.
"Your Majesty, it seems that I was really deceived by those Hu merchants from the Western Regions. I didn't expect that cotton weaving would be so easy."
"And this cloth feels so soft and tough to me."
Su Dingfang couldn't help but recall with red eyes that in those days, many of his good brothers died due to the severe cold in Mobei.
"Your Majesty, if back then, when I was marching to the north of the Tang Dynasty to conquer Jieli Khan, if all the soldiers had winter clothes like this, I don't know how many soldiers would have been lost."
Li Shimin felt his heart surge as he touched the thick and simple cotton coat.
Finally he picked up this set of cotton-padded clothes and stood up.
"Come on, Zhao Kun, help me. I also want to try it on and see how I feel about wearing this winter coat."
After Li Shimin and Zhao Kun entered the inner room, Chai Shao slapped Cheng Chubi on the shoulder.
But he didn't say anything, he just stroked his long beard and raised his thumb towards Cheng Chubi.
Su Dingfang on the side also gestured with his fingers.
After a short while, Li Shimin walked out of the room.
The cotton-padded jacket and trousers with narrow sleeves and narrow legs made Li Shimin feel a little uncomfortable.
However, the beautiful stand-up collar and close-fitting design really made him feel like there was nothing cumbersome.
Wearing this kind of clothes will keep you warm and allow you to move freely, but it is much better than the wide-mouth pants worn on the battlefield.
If the soldiers were all dressed like this, a lot of fabric would be saved...
"Yes, yes, Cheng Sanlang, this outfit is also your handiwork?"
"Exactly, uncle, are you satisfied with it?" Cheng Chubi nodded and looked at Li Shimin carefully.
It's just that the clothes are a little out of shape due to my beer belly, but otherwise she looks good.
"Well, I think this thing is indeed very warm, but..."
Li Shimin hooked his finger at the opening at the back and asked a little strangely.
"Why is there an opening here?"
"???" Cheng Chubi looked at His Majesty the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty who was wearing his trousers backwards with a confused look on his face. His whole body felt bad...
Li Ke on the side winked at Brother Chu Bi frequently. It would be better for the smooth-talking Brother Chu Bi to solve this problem.
"That uncle, that place should actually be used for things like this..."
Cheng Chubi thought about it carefully for a long time, and then made a gesture of digging out with some embarrassment.
All eyes fell on Cheng Chubi, watching his fingers forming a hook shape and making wild gestures for a long time.
Li Shimin's confused face gradually darkened, and his tone became increasingly unhappy.
"What are you doing, kid? Why are you making wild gestures? Say it quickly."
Cheng Chubi rolled his eyes helplessly, since you are the one who wants to listen, then you can't blame me.
"That's what it's called."
"!!!" Li Shimin was stunned, his eyes stared like bells, and his expression instantly stiffened. What a god!
"Cheng! Lao! Three!"
It took Chai Shao and Su Dingfang a long time to realize what it meant. Even though these two had been through many storms, their faces turned the color of pig liver at this moment.
Li Ke picked up his belly and tilted it to the side. He felt that he was about to lose control.
Fang Jun puffed twice and quickly lowered his head, as if looking for the dumb fart he had let out.
"My nephew is telling the truth, that's all." Cheng Chubi really wasn't trying to argue, he just felt that he needed to stick to the truth.
If I don't dig it out, how can I still get a rabbit out?
I'm not a magician. Whether it's a living creature, a rose with thorns, a grenade, or a remote control, anything that can be lifted is stuffed inside.
Besides, if I didn't say anything, it means that I am not targeting Your Majesty and you, the old man, but everyone.
Cheng Chubi took a step back warily, carefully observing His Majesty's erratic gait.
As long as you dare to lift your foot, believe it or not, I will jump out of Jiucheng Palace in the next second, making your foot unable to even kick your shadow.
"Uncle, my nephew just wanted to make gestures, but you want me to say..."
The Emperor of the Tang Dynasty, filled with embarrassment and anger, trembled with his fingers and poked the dumb little bastard Cheng Sanlang a few times.
Finally, he snorted angrily, flicked his sleeves, and strode towards the inner room.
Zhao Kun looked convinced but secretly raised his thumb at Cheng Chubi. If he was not acclimatized, he would obey Cheng Sanlang who loved to tell the truth.
At this moment, Chai Shao quickly covered his mouth and let out a series of violent coughs.
I have long seen how serious and nonsensical this kid Cheng Sanlang is, and I was so angry that I wanted to take action several times.
It seemed that not only did I have such an impulse, but His Majesty also wanted to give this kid a slap just now to vent his anger.
Chapter completed!