The emperor looked at the somewhat huge object in front of him, wandering back and forth around it, looking up and down. The object was very bulky, with tentacles on the bottom and a weird bracket on the top. The emperor looked at it for a long time, but he didn't know what it was.
Things, and the craftsman next to him was still a little scared when he saw the emperor for the first time. He whispered: "It is not manufacturing, but improvement."
"Oh, improvement, what is this used for?"
"This thing is used for weaving damasks. It has been around since the pre-Qin Dynasty. Your Majesty, you can see that there are crawlers below. In the pre-Qin Dynasty, there were hundreds of crawlers who used their feet to move the warp threads to weave damasks. Over a hundred years, the crawlers have been reduced to five or six.
10. After improvement by Ma Yilang, this is the twelve-skirt weaving machine." The craftsman explained. Although the emperor didn't understand it very well, he still nodded and said: "Not bad, not bad."
After receiving the emperor's praise, the craftsman was a little excited and speechless.
"What's the purpose of this reduction?"
"Your Majesty, it has a huge impact. First of all, the original damask weaving machine was more bulky and complex in workmanship. In addition, the operation was cumbersome and inefficient. Ma Yilang improved these aspects. In addition, the jacquard damask brocade weaved has patterns and patterns.
, more diverse and exquisite, Your Majesty, these are all woven by this thing." The craftsman took out some exquisite brocades from the side and watched them with the emperor.
The emperor did not reach out to pick up the silk brocade, or even take a look at it, but he quickly asked:
"How much does this cost? How much does it weigh?"
"The cost is more than five hundred yuan, and it takes two or three people to lift it."
"Then if we make it simpler and remove some of the fine textile features, we can make it cheaper and lighter. Is it possible?"
The craftsman was stunned. What does this mean? Wouldn't the more exquisite the silk brocade be, the better? Doesn't the emperor like the ones that are too delicate? Most of these silk weaving machines are used by aristocratic families. Isn't the more expensive the better? He
After thinking for a long time, he said: "I don't know much about it. Your Majesty can write to Ma Yilang and ask. According to what I think, it may be possible."
"Well"
The emperor nodded, still thinking deeply, and the craftsman said: "This thing is not named, I hope your majesty can give it a name."
"Let's call it Xiping loom"
"Here you go!"
"You have worked so hard, but you have retired from the Korean sect! Reward!"
"Thank you, Your Majesty!"
After seeing off the craftsmen, the emperor was still standing in the Hall of Houde, meditating. Looking at this huge thing in the palace, he had many thoughts. What he was thinking about just now was whether this thing could be vigorously promoted among the people. Farming mulberry, farming mulberry, the late emperor
The merits of farming have enabled the people to cultivate fields, and if I can improve the mulberry aspect and make the people rich, my achievements will be no less than that of Emperor Xiaokang!
Han Men returned to Houde Hall, brought the Hu chair over again, and asked the emperor to sit down.
The emperor was sitting on the Hu chair, still looking at the silk weaving machine.
It has been eleven years since he ascended the throne. During these eleven years, externally, he expanded Ningzhou, established Shangxiagao County, turned the Japanese islands and the southwestern countries into the Han vassal states, sent ministers to the country, and established
He expanded his territory and made unparalleled achievements. Internally, he expanded two universities, added local official schools, initiated the assessment policy of Taixue discipleship, set up a relief center to support the elderly, weak, sick and disabled in the country, and even worked with veterans on the battlefield.
Death.
However, no matter how many things he has done, officials always compare himself with the late emperor. In their mouths, he is just a sitting ruler who has done nothing. That's all. As long as he lives up to his father's high expectations and does not let himself down
I am satisfied that the things recorded in the heavenly book have happened. This is only ten, twenty, or thirty years. One day, I will become the Holy Emperor.
One day, they will no longer be able to use Emperor Xiaokang to belittle me!
Han Men on the side watched the emperor deep in thought, and didn't know what the emperor was thinking, so he lowered his head and said nothing. The emperor suddenly asked: "What has Mastiff been doing recently?"
"Your Highness went to the home of several injured students and spent the rest of the day studying in the Yuan Mansion."
"Oh, this Zhuzi" the emperor shook his head and said, "he has no dignity at all. How will he convince the public in the future?" When Hanmen heard this, he quickly lowered his head and did not dare to say a word.
"A woman's benevolence, a woman's benevolence, I have asked him to study with Yuan Shu for nearly half a year, but he still has this kind of character. How can I safely hand over this great country to him?"
"Where's Di'er? How are you doing recently?"
"The second prince is still in Cining Palace, and the Queen Mother loves him very much."
"Hahaha, he looks like me, even my mother thinks he is me!"
"It's the best"
"Has the Hanmen Mastiff also gone to pay homage to those wealthy families?"
"Exactly"
"And what do they do to the mastiffs?"
"Very respectful, but did not respond"
"Hahaha, how dare they ignore my eldest son? Call Zhang He over."
"Here you go!"
Liu Mastiff was sitting in his study, reading a book. Yuan Shu was not there, but he did not relax at all. He studied hard day and night. Fortunately, Zhuge Liang often came to accompany him. They studied together and discussed what they had learned from time to time. Of course, they each had their own gains.
, it is usually Zhuge Liang who interprets it for Liu Mastiff. There is still a big gap between Liu Mastiff and Zhuge Liang in terms of scholarship. Zhuge Liang has become half of his master, with no real name.
The two of them were reading in the study when a soldier came in and informed Liu Mastiff that someone was visiting.
As soon as Liu Mastiff heard this, he immediately put down his book and walked out. Could it be that Hua Xiong and others are here? He thought, and came to the door. When he got to the door, he didn't expect it, but it was Xun Yu who pulled him a few days ago.
Xun Ji, whom Liu Mastiff had just visited, came with him.
Xun Yu bowed, looked at Liu Mastiff, smiled reluctantly, and pushed Xun Ji aside.
Said: "I was disrespectful to His Highness earlier, I hope Your Highness will forgive me!"
Liu Mastiff was taken aback and said quickly: "Why do you suffer so much?" He quickly pulled the two of them into the mansion. There was no disrespect in his words. Although Xun Ji seemed a little reluctant, but under Xun Ji
Under Yu's urging, he apologized again and again and said that he would not pursue Dong Zhuo's crimes again. Liu Mastiff was still puzzled when someone came.
The person who came was Cao Cao, the confidant of the emperor today. Liu Mastiff did not dare to be rude and hurried up to meet him. Cao Cao also brought his favorite second son Cao Pi with him this time. This time the son was not the son of his wife.
However, he was especially loved by Cao Cao. He was beaten up by Dong Zhuo's subordinates. Cao Cao was naturally very angry. Even when Liu Mastiff visited him, he was cold and cold.
I don't know why, but now he came with his son, and he was a little surprised to see Zhuge Liang there. He chatted for a few more words before returning with his second son.
In just two or three days, Liu Mastiff had seven or eight students from aristocratic families come here to apologize. This made Liu Mastiff puzzled, but he was still very happy. After receiving them all
After receiving the guests, Liu Mastiff breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that it would not be so difficult for Mr. Dong to return to Luoyang again.
If Zhuge Liang realized something, he didn't say much.
Liu Mastiff asked: "I have come to the door several times, but I can't get their understanding. This time, I don't know why they came on their own?"
"Your Highness, sometimes it is better to show kindness than to show power."
Zhuge Liang said and looked at Liu Mastiff again. Liu Mastiff was stunned, thought for a moment, smiled bitterly, but said nothing.
After studying hard in the mansion for more than three months, Yuan Shu and Liu Mo just arrived in Luoyang and learned the news that they were going to return. Both Liu Mastiff and Zhuge Liang were very happy. Zhuge Liang quickly bid farewell to Liu Mastiff and returned.
The Liu Mansion is waiting for Liu Mo's return, and so is Liu Mastiff. If he were not afraid of his father's blame, he would still want to go to the city gate to greet his master.
After waiting for another two days, there was a sudden noise outside the door. Liu Mastiff understood that Master Jun was back.
He quickly stood up and stayed by the gate. Surrounded by many soldiers, Yuan Shu walked in a little tiredly. Liu Mastiff immediately bowed to him. Yuan Shu raised his head, looked at him, nodded, and returned with him.
In the study, Yuan Shu felt better after sitting in the study with his back against the soft cushions. Liu Mastiff immediately served tea and stood aside.
"Although you are my disciple, you are the eldest son of the Emperor of the Han Dynasty. You are so majestic and dignified that no one has to hold the disciple ceremony."
"Master, you treat me like a son and nephew, and I dare not not do so."
Yuan Shu looked at him and asked, "Do I have anything important to do when I'm away these days?"
Liu Mastiff nodded and told what happened to Dong Zhuo. Yuan Shu was not too surprised. He shook his head and said: "You don't have to worry about this. Now in the temple, except for that guy, no one can take over from Sangong."
His Majesty will not embarrass him too much. Of course, he will still temper his character. He has been at the frontier for a long time, and he still has to control his behavior."
"Uncle Nahua"
"Don't pay attention to that guy. He looks stupid, but he is actually smart. Even if I die, he will live well."
"Master, please don't say such ominous words."
Elsewhere, Zhuge Liang was also waiting at the door.
Holding the fence with one hand and holding the book in the other, he read through it carefully.
A man came slowly from a distance. Zhuge Liang was overjoyed and shouted quickly: "Master!"
Liu Mo raised his head, his eyes still a little dazed. He saw Zhuge Liang, forced out a smile, and walked to his side, "Kong Ming, you're not bad."
"Master, I'm fine," Zhuge Liang said, frowning and looking at the master in front of him. After not seeing him for just a few months, he seemed to have aged ten years, his hair had turned white, and his whole body had become thinner and slower.
Zhuge Liang didn't ask any more questions. He helped Liu Mo into the mansion, closed the gate, and took him back to the study.
The two sat facing each other, but said nothing for a long time.
Liu Mo's unusual silence made Zhuge Liang feel particularly uneasy. What happened to Master in Ningzhou?
The two of them stayed like this, quietly, for who knows how long. Liu Mo raised his head blankly and looked at Zhuge Liang's face, as if he was lost in memories. Suddenly, he left two lines of clear tears and murmured: "
"Puritopla"
Zhuge Liang, who had followed Liu Mo for a long time, recognized that this was a Donghao idiom, but did not understand the meaning.