Wang Zi'an couldn't help but be startled when he heard this. Is the cotton of the Tang Dynasty called Bai Diezi?
I really don’t remember this.
"I really don't remember this, but you might as well show it to me!"
Wang Zi'an couldn't help but feel shocked when he heard this.
If you could wear a big coat made of cotton in the Tang Dynasty, you would be happy in your childhood. It is not that there were no warm clothes in this era. In addition to the big coats made of fur, there was also a kind of small coat made of silk wadding.
The jacket is silky smooth and quite warm when worn.
But he just missed the feeling of being wrapped in a cotton coat in later generations - thick, warm, and inexplicably at ease.
"Okay, I'll bring it to you when I come tomorrow!"
Li Shimin decisively decided on the next meal time.
Thumbs up for your wit!
Cheng Yaojin clapped his hands.
"I have some at home too. I'll bring some to you tomorrow too!"
That’s okay too.
Wang Zi'an nodded casually. He could see that this old boy just wanted to come to his place to have a meal.
But just come.
You think you're rubbing against me, but you don't know that I'm rubbing against you too.
Who knows who is happy!
At present, he is still not sure where his superpower comes from. Can he catch one person repeatedly, or can he only use it once per person?
Anyone can rub against it, or can it only rub against them two.
But just keep in touch with these two guys!
Besides, these are two wealthy businessmen.
It's hard to say that the first pot of gold he made in Datang fell on the two of them.
Not far from Wang Zi'an's courtyard gate, Li Shimin couldn't help but complain.
"Zhijie, why didn't I know you still have Bai Diezi at home -"
"You don't know? We, monarch and minister, have known each other for many years and have become as close as one person. What's yours is mine, and what's mine is yours. If you have it in your family, doesn't it mean that I have it in my family too?"
Cheng Yaojin’s words are eloquent.
Li Shimin glanced at him in surprise. This old guy was becoming more and more shameless.
"What Aiqing said makes sense! It seems that I don't have to pay back the eight hundred gold..."
Cheng Yaojin:......
It sounds like you really want to pay it back!
"Your Majesty, what do you think? When did such a person appear in our Chang'an city?"
The two of them had a habitual quarrel, and then the topic unconsciously returned to Wang Zi'an.
"Have I had someone check it? He is indeed a native of Chang'an. Apart from being pretty handsome, his behavior is unremarkable on weekdays.
Although my performance at the county school was pretty hard, there was nothing surprising about it. The only surprising thing I did was that I voluntarily resigned from the county school half a year ago."
Li Shimin said? There was a trace of confusion in his eyes.
"Such a young man is so talented? He is so talented, living in such a simple little courtyard? He is so content with it, treating the glory and wealth as if they were old shoes, and has no respect for the court. This prince An Zhen
I can’t see through it…”
"Is it possible that Your Majesty is afraid?"
Cheng Yaojin smiled, a hint of cunning flashed in his eyes.
"You old man? You don't need to provoke me. How can I be afraid of such an idiot like him? No matter if he is as smart as a fool or as scheming as the sea, I can't even think of any tricks here - you old man really want to
Are you looking for a son-in-law?"
Cheng Yaojin smiled and said nothing.
If his character is reliable? This young man? He is really a good match for Yinger!
But? No rush? Let’s see again.
A daughter's life-long event should not be taken carelessly.
What Li Shimin and Cheng Yaojin didn't know? While he was inspecting Wang Zi'an, Wang Zi'an was also inspecting the two of them.
Of course it doesn't matter if you do a small business in Datang and make money, but if you want to do a big business? Making big money is impossible without a certain background.
These two people? They are capable and have family background. From the current point of view, they are quite reliable. The most important thing is that they have some connection with the royal family, which is perfect.
In this way, you don’t have to worry about the other party’s background being too big, and you don’t have to worry about being tricked by the other party, nor do you have to worry about just any cat or dog daring to bully you.
If we can cooperate, we can both use our skills and make money!
Looking at the backs of the two people retreating in the snow, the prince narrowed his eyes in contentment.
The snow is getting heavier and heavier.
…
Wang Zi'an woke up from the cold in the middle of the night.
Looking through the window, you can already see the silvery white in the yard.
"What a scam, Old Wen hasn't sent the chimney yet——"
Wang Zi'an complained lowly, but got out of bed and went to the kitchen to bring the stove. He was used to heating, but he was really uncomfortable with the sudden cold weather.
Turn on the stove and let it burn vigorously.
Although this was a waste of carbon, it was less likely to cause carbon monoxide poisoning. Even so, he cautiously opened the window a little.
If he died from carbon monoxide poisoning, the whole show would be over.
Wang Zi'an uttered something silently and looked at the flying snow outside the window, feeling a little lost in thought.
What were you doing at this time last year?
…
Cheng Mansion, boudoir.
Cheng Ying'er stood up with her clothes on, looked at the snow outside the window, and let out a soft sigh.
"Ying'er, are you still thinking about the hydrangeas?"
"No - I'm thinking about my mother - it's snowing again, I'm a little worried about my mother's health..."
When she heard some movement behind her, she didn't look back. She looked at the heavy snow falling outside, her beautiful eyebrows tightly knitted together.
"Sister, do you think what Taoist Priest Yuan Tiangang said is true? Will a turning point really come?"
"Bah - don't mention that magic stick Yuan Tiangang again! If it weren't for that magic stick, why would you, the legitimate daughter of the Cheng family, have to show up and throw hydrangea balls -"
Cheng Ying, wearing her coat sideways, walked over and muttered dissatisfiedly.
"It's a good thing now. You don't know whether the situation will turn around, but the hydrangea was snatched away by that little thief. You have become a big joke in Chang'an City - sooner or later I will say this for you!"
Cheng Ying waved his small fist as big as a bowl, with a look of indignation on his face.
Yuan Tiangang, that magician, deserves to be beaten, and even more so the little scholar who ran away after grabbing the hydrangea!
Huh, don't let me catch you!
Cheng Ying clenched her fist fiercely.
"Sister, there is no need to say more. I just want peace of mind. As long as there is a glimmer of hope, I am willing to give it a try! Maybe the noble person Yuan Daochang talks about will appear soon..."
Cheng Ying'er's beautiful face showed a hint of hope.
"Ying'er, you have done enough for your mother. In the past few years, you have led spiritual practice, prayed day and night, built bridges and roads, and accumulated merit. Now you have even listened to the magic stick named Yuan Tiangang for life-long matters.
arrangement, we can only leave the rest to God..."
Cheng Ying held her sister's little hand with compassion and comforted her in a low voice.
"If you feel uneasy, my sister will accompany you to the temple tomorrow to offer incense and pray for your parents..."
"Tomorrow - I won't go to the temple tomorrow. I don't know when this heavy snow will fall - Princess Changle and I will take people to visit the West City and Nancheng. Sister, why don't you go to the East City for me?
Let’s take a look over there. If you can save a family, it counts as a family, and it also counts as accumulating blessings for your mother..."
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