After Han Shan said what he said, Li Yuanjia paid attention to his opinion for the first time in a long time.
If he goes to apply to Li Shimin at this time and fails to go to court, will he be hit by a gun? Now because of his eldest grandson's illness, the emperor must be in a irritable mood, and he will find someone to vent his anger on from time to time. Li Yuanjia is really afraid that he will be killed by him.
If you vent your anger, it will be extremely unlucky.
So after pondering for a long time, Li Yuanjia asked Han Shan to call the blacksmith Shi Sheng over.
"What you made this time is pretty good."
Smiling at Shi Sheng, who was a little worried, Li Yuanjia said warmly: "I'll follow the housekeeper to collect the reward of ten coins in a while... But these ten coins are not for you alone, but everyone has a share, do you understand?"
"Understood, thank you for the reward, Your Majesty!"
After hearing what Li Yuanjia said, Shi Sheng was immediately overjoyed.
Even if it is divided equally among them, ten dollars is not a small amount, not to mention that what Shi Sheng values more is Li Yuanjia's attitude at this time. He is very satisfied with the work they have done, so he will give a generous reward.
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So as he hurriedly bowed down and thanked him for the reward, Shi Sheng instantly felt very motivated.
Waving his hand, Li Yuanjia chuckled and said: "But I saw some flaws in what you printed, so I have to keep working hard... By the way, Old Han, the two inksmiths also rewarded each of them with a certain amount of money to let them continue!
"
"...Yes, Your Majesty!"
Han Shan next to him nodded quickly when Li Yuanjia looked over, indicating that he understood what he meant. But as soon as he turned his head away, Han Shan couldn't help but quickly lowered his head and rolled his eyes at the same time.
Another reward?!
If Wang Pu and the others could make paper as good as Li's Paper Factory before, Han Shan would have no other ideas, but now they clearly haven't made anything that satisfies the king, and the result is another wasted money.
Going out would make him feel very uncomfortable.
Han Shan couldn't figure it out, but Li Yuanjia knew it very well.
After these initial results are achieved, if there is no incentive, this group of people will inevitably become slack. However, it will not work if the incentive is too great, so it is most appropriate for everyone to give a little sweetener.
"In this case, just wait another year!"
It was at this time that Li Yuanjia finally made up his mind to wait for his eldest grandson to die... No, just wait until Li Shimin was at his saddest moment! If his judgment was not wrong, his eldest grandson should not survive this summer, and the emperor
The sadness should last only half a year...
"Dong dong dong..."
Just when Li Yuanjia was thinking about whether to postpone it for another half a year until his filial piety period was over, he suddenly heard a rush of footsteps in the corridor outside, obviously trotting along.
Li Yuanjia frowned, and Han Shan's expression darkened.
But before Li Yuanjia could speak, a servant's voice sounded outside: "Your Majesty, a palace attendant has arrived at the door of the palace. His Majesty, King Xuan, will enter the palace immediately..."
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Until he came to the gate of Manlu Hall, Li Yuanjia was still a little uneasy. He couldn't figure out why the emperor called him to Manlu Hall not long after he returned from the court meeting in Liangyi Hall!
But he could no longer think about it at this moment, because the palace servants at the entrance of the palace immediately saluted him when they saw him, and said respectfully: "Your Majesty, your Majesty has been waiting for a long time, please come with me."
Li Yuanjia nodded and walked inside.
Ganlu Hall was where Li Shimin usually reviewed memorials, slept, ate and studied. It was also the place where he summoned his concubines to sleep. It can be said that apart from going to court or going to Li Zheng Hall to find Empress Changsun, the emperor spent most of his time every day.
They will all stay here.
After returning to Chang'an, Li Yuanjia came twice, so he was not a stranger. After following the palace servants to the emperor's study, he immediately stepped forward and saluted Li Shimin on the chair: "My brother, Li Yuanjia, see your majesty..."
"alright."
Before Li Yuanjia lay down, Li Shimin had already stood up, waved his hand and said: "Brothers, you and I, there is no need to be so polite... Come, Yuanjia, sit down and talk!"
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Naturally, Li Yuanjia would not insist, and immediately walked over and sat down on a soft couch.
Although he was not sitting on half his butt, facing the greatest emperor in the world, even his younger brother Li Yuanjia did not dare to neglect him. He stood up straight and waited quietly for the emperor to ask questions.
"Yuanjia..."
After pondering for a moment, Li Shimin said, "I heard that you have been collecting medical books. Is this true?"
"Gudong!"
Subconsciously swallowing, Li Yuanjia nodded immediately and said: "Yes, Your Majesty, ever since my mother... ahem, ever since the Crown Princess became seriously ill, my brother has started asking people to collect medical books, hoping to find a cure.
Method. So far, I have collected more than 160 volumes of medical books in various versions. Unfortunately, after asking famous doctors in Luzhou to read them, most of them are useless."
"Famous doctor in Luzhou? Haha."
After hearing what Li Yuanjia said, Li Shimin's face showed a disdainful smile.
Li Yuanjia understands this kind of smile quite well.
These days, the so-called famous doctors and imperial doctors in Chang'an City are actually helpless against most diseases, and the local doctors are even less mentionable. In fact, many of the nobles in Chang'an City are too lazy to ask for help when they are sick.
They, or even after being invited, don’t trust them very much. Most of the time, they would rather believe in the elixirs refined by the alchemists...
After all, Li Yuanjia understood this quite well in the Tang Dynasty more than a thousand years ago.
In the 20th century... no, even in the 21st century, there are still people in China who believe that you don’t need to go to the hospital when you are sick. You just need to invite a goddess or a man to your home to perform power, exorcise ghosts and other things, and your illness will be cured.
What’s more, in this era?
What Li Yuanjia was concerned about was why the emperor suddenly asked him this question? Could it be that he was rushed to the hospital because of his illness, because Empress Changsun was seriously ill and was in a state of chaos?
But, that’s not the case?!
Even if he is in a critical condition and seeks medical treatment, he can definitely recruit famous doctors from all over the world, such as Taoist Master Sun, so why should he come to him?
Just think about it, it’s unreliable!
So there was no time to think too much, Li Yuanjia quickly said: "But those medical books are too difficult, I still can't get in! And... to be honest, I have been thinking about the things written in these books.
Is it correct?"
No matter what the reason is, give the other person a mental inoculation before talking.
After listening to his words, Li Shimin smiled and said: "There are many medical books from ancient times to the present, and most of them are written by unknown people. Most of them are full of fallacies. This is not surprising at all..."
As he spoke, the emperor's expression gradually became strange.
He was dazed and stunned, as if he was thinking hard about something, or secretly weighing a mysterious decision. Li Yuanjia wanted to ask, but seeing that Li Shimin was lost in thought, he shrank his neck and became quiet again.
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What happened today is really weird.
However, just when Li Yuanjia was feeling uneasy and wondering what the emperor wanted to do with him, Li Shimin suddenly sighed, shook his head and said: "Forget it, forget it... Yuanjia,
You go back first!"
"……ah?"
Looking at the emperor's second brother who looked uninterested, Li Yuanjia suddenly looked confused.