Chapter 1025 I hope that Cheng Saburo is more reliable
Chapter 1025 I hope that boy Cheng Sanlang is more reliable and doesn’t try to create a monster (please subscribe and vote)
Cheng Chubi turned his head unhappily and saw Eunuch Zhongbao approaching with his icy face unchanged for thousands of years.
"It's too common to see the process. We heard from the concubine that you want to find a musician?"
"Yes, thank you, Mr. Zhongbao..."
Eunuch Zhongbao, who cherished his words like gold, said nothing more, raised his hand and motioned for Cheng Chubi to follow him.
Not long after the meeting, the five Da'an Palace musicians left Da'an Palace together with Cheng Chubi and headed towards Cheng University.
They are going to Cheng's University to receive re-education, whether it's learning simplified musical notation or practicing new dance music, in short.
They must learn all the square dance songs before they can return to Da'an Palace.
By then, the rhythmic square dance divine music will surely be played in Chang'an City of the Tang Dynasty for more than 1,400 years.
When I think of a group of middle-aged and elderly women dancing in the square in Da'an Palace, Li Yuan, a bad old man with no moral ethics, looks confused.
Cheng Chubi couldn't help but laugh out loud with glee, "Hey, hey, old guy, you always like to bury me, even if I don't jump on your grave."
It's also very exciting to have your concubines dancing in front of you.
A group of musicians were sitting in the carriage and heard the gleeful laughter of Cheng Taichang on horseback who was riding side by side with the carriage.
My little heart was on edge, and I felt like I shouldn't go on this trip.
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Li Yuan was sitting in the bedroom, looking at his beloved concubine, puffing up his cheeks and playing the suona, although, well, although it made people a little dumbfounded.
But at least, my concubine's face is getting more and more rosy, and she speaks more and more energetically. What else is there to complain about?
After Yuwenshi played continuously for almost a quarter of an hour, she handed the suona to the maid beside her with sweat on her cheeks.
He took out the cotton ball from his ear, picked up the goat's milk handed by the maid, and drank it all in one gulp.
Seeing that Yu Wenshi had finally completed the task of playing the suona this morning, Li Yuanruo took out the cotton balls stuffed in his ears.
"My beloved, how are you feeling today?"
Yuwenshi walked over gracefully, saluted Li Yuan and smiled.
"Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty. I feel much better already."
"Since I had my tube removed yesterday, I feel no different from before."
"That's good, but you still have to pay attention. I remember that Cheng Sanlang said that you should move around more during this period."
"Don't stay in the house all day like in the past."
Listening to His Majesty's nagging, Yuwen's heart was filled with warmth, and she nodded obediently.
"Okay Your Majesty, I understand. I never expected that I would suffer from such a strange illness. Fortunately, Your Majesty was wise and invited Cheng Sanlang to come."
As soon as Cheng Sanlang was mentioned, Li Yuan's heart suddenly froze.
It's this little bastard who makes me suffer from the noise made by my beloved concubine every day, which makes me unable to rest well at noon.
But on the surface, Li Yuan still maintained a gentle smile and nodded repeatedly.
"Of course it's because you are my beloved concubine. I hope you will get well and stay with me well."
"Your Majesty, don't worry, I will definitely get better..."
"That beloved concubine, why did Cheng Sanlang want to borrow those musicians?"
Yuwenshi felt a little embarrassed and gently tugged on Li Yuan's lapel and said
"Your Majesty, I have already told you, please keep it a secret for now. Your Majesty will understand in a few days."
Seeing his beloved concubine's rare coquettish expression, Li Yuan smiled in a good mood.
"Okay, okay, then I'll listen to you, my concubine. It seems that my concubine is going to give me a surprise. I'm really looking forward to it."
But I murmured silently in my heart, I hope that boy Cheng Sanlang can be more trustworthy and don't try to create evil, otherwise, I will let that little bastard know.
Even though I am old, I can still pick up a big stick and beat you little bastard out of Da'an Palace.
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At the end of the morning court, Li Shimin left Liangyi Palace and had not gone far when he summoned Zhao Kun to murmur a few words.
Zhao Kun understood this and left. After a short while, Zhao Kun jumped back, walked up to Li Shimin with a strange expression and whispered.
"Your Majesty, Duke Lu has asked for leave, saying that he wants to practice farming skills and strive to cultivate a few more acres of land for your Majesty during the plowing season in Xiyuan this year."
"???" Li Shimin looked at Zhao Kun with a confused expression until he saw the other person's very sure eyes and expression.
Then he shook his head in disbelief. "Is that old boy crazy? In the past years, when Xiyuan was heavily plowed, if he could avoid being cunning, I would burn incense."
"You actually want to farm a few more acres for me, do you believe it?"
After hearing His Majesty's question, Zhao Kun raised his hand and scratched the thick beard on his face, with a hesitant look on his face.
"I also feel that there is something fishy here?"
"Forget it, don't pay attention to him. There are only a few days left for this year's big plowing... Then I will want to see what kind of trouble he can cause."
Seeing His Majesty walking away quickly with an angry look on his face, Zhao Kun helplessly rolled his eyes and quickly followed.
Since the Han Dynasty, it has become a ritual for the emperor to personally plow the land. However, with the Wei, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties, social unrest and political changes occurred.
With the large-scale inward migration of nomadic peoples, the economy of the north suffered heavy losses and agricultural development also stagnated.
Most of the land thousands of miles north and south of the Yellow River was turned into pasture, but even so, the emperor's personal plowing ritual system did not stop.
In the past, the emperor just pulled the plow and walked ahead. During the Wei and Jin Dynasties, the emperor not only had to do the plowing himself, but also supervised the officials to do the spring plowing with him.
In order to encourage agricultural production, Emperor Taizong of the Tang Dynasty, who loved his people like a son,
Not only did they strictly implement the spring plowing etiquette of previous dynasties, but they also went a step further. It didn't just mean that they went to the fields and held a few plows during the Mengling month.
Instead, a large area of land was set aside in Xiyuan, so that the senior officials of the Tang Dynasty, including the Sangong and Jiuqing, could have their own land here.
Everyone has to come here to cultivate and cultivate together, and even harvest together.
If these officials are so perfunctory, the harvest will not reach the output of ordinary people, and they may even be fined a certain amount of salary.
Of course, everyone is an experienced person, and it is impossible for every official to do everything by himself, except themselves.
There are still personal helpers, and those helpers are naturally very experienced farmers, so they will not make the harvest difficult for these officials.
Because the climate in the Guanzhong area is not as good as that in the south of the Yangtze River, the spring plowing ceremony is just a trial plowing, meaning it means nothing.
It won't really enter spring plowing mode until March.
Therefore, on Hai Day in the second half of this month, His Majesty the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty and a group of officials will rush to the fields in Xiyuan to show off their talents.
At this moment, in the farmland of Chengjiazhuang, General Cheng is sitting on a small horse with a golden sword, sitting next to the field.
At this moment, the five most experienced farmers in Chengjiazhuang are trying to operate the five curved shaft plows that have been built.