The Tang Dynasty, which was in the ninth year of Wude, was poor. Years of war exhausted the last trace of vitality in the Central Plains, and the war could no longer be fought. The cruel reality forced Li Shimin, an emperor with strong self-esteem and confidence, to endure endless humiliation and surrender to Jie Li in exchange for his retreat.

The people who were so angry with Li Shimin are basically lying in the soil. Although Jie Li had just withdrawn his troops, Li Shimin was already considering his plan to attack the Turks.

The undercurrents in the court were surging, the Turks were eyeing the people outside, and the people's livelihood was withered and the national strength was exhausted. The most important thing was that the families in Shandong kept hindering and pulling their legs to make the country in chaos. All these internal and external troubles made the young emperor very angry.

When men are angry, they always do something. Li Shimin imagined that he was leading troops to chase Jie Li when he was the King of Qin, but the reality was not allowed to do so. Moreover, his self-esteem did not allow him to kill innocent people indiscriminately and vent his anger, so he could only drink alcohol in the end.

Looking at the Rentou Horse on the table, Li Shimin was very satisfied with the wine. It was not that the wine was so delicious. Modern people probably couldn't get used to it, let alone the ancients. What he was satisfied with was the crystal clear wine bottle.

In this era when glass is mainly green and bubbles, such a large piece and so beautiful as crystal are definitely expensive. In Li Shimin's opinion, he is the emperor and the supreme person in the world, so he can naturally enjoy such expensive things. As for how much Changsun Wuji, who paid the wine, spent, it was not something he needed to care about.

Looking at the glass wine bottle in his hand, Li Shimin even had the idea of ​​using it as a burial object. If he knew that the so-called treasure of King Solomon was a lot of glass, he would definitely not have done such a thing that would make future generations sneer.

"Wuji is steady in his work and should be rewarded." After drinking two cups, Li Shimin calmed down and began to consider how to reward those subordinates who made contributions to the Xuanwu Gate Incident. The first one to consider was Changsun Wuji, who was already preparing to promote Changsun Wuji's title from county duke to national duke.

Li Shimin came to the front of the hall with a wine glass. Looking at the towering Chang'an City under his feet, his mind had already flown to the distant Bingzhou. "Li Ji, you must grab everyone back!"

When Li Shimin, who was looking into the distance in the palace, raided the Turks and rescued the abducted people, Yan Fei, who had dinner, also looked up at the stars in his newly bought manor, thinking about what to do next.

With the lessons from the previous experience when he went to the Northern Song Dynasty, Yan Fei was sure that if he wanted to restart the space-time channel and go home, he had to do something that could change the course of history. At this time, the war against the Turks and the dilemma of internal and external troubles were the most urgently needed for the Tang Dynasty. If he could increase his strength to the Tang Dynasty and relieve these troubles in advance, it would definitely have a useful effect.

If you want to do this, you must have influence on the senior leaders of the Tang Dynasty at that time. As for influence, it means reputation, and it will be fine when the reputation is big enough to the emperor's ears.

The best way to gain a reputation in this era is to join the army. If you make contributions to the army, you will naturally be appreciated. Because you are still in the end of a chaotic world, the brave generals are very attractive to Li Shimin, who likes to collect famous officials and generals.

However, the problem is that although Yan Fei's strength is just as simple as turning his hands, it takes a long time to prove his strength and loyalty. As for him, he showed the strength of thousands of enemies at once, no one dared to take him to the emperor except for being alert. If he suddenly took the blame for the emperor, who would be able to resist?

What Yan Fei lacks is time. Although he had made enough arrangements in different time and space before departure, if it did not happen for a long time, all kinds of things would definitely come out, which is inevitable.

As for plagiarizing poetry, songs and essays, it also took a long time for Li Shimin to have this mouthful. And in this regard, it is very difficult to have a sufficient impact on the historical process.

Yan Fei also thought in his heart that he might as well enter the palace directly with his own strength, show his strength to him in front of Li Shimin and then say that he would help him. But Li Shimin is not a cowardly like Zhao Ji or an angry young man like Chongzhen. This is an emperor with great self-esteem and great opinion. If Yan Fei really enters the palace, the biggest possibility is that Li Shimin chooses to fight to the death.

Yan Fei came to this era to help China, not to destroy it. At least in his opinion, no one can do better than Li Shimin as an emperor during this period.

After thinking about it, I can only end up relying on strange and useful things.

There are also some specialties to sending things. Simply giving some things like a man and a horse is of no use except for some money. The merchants in this era have a very low status, not to mention that Yan Fei chose a businessman from the Western Regions. He had to take out something with enough weight to influence the original historical process.

"No matter what, it's dark, I'll get off work, let's talk about it tomorrow." Seeing the setting sun gradually sinking into the distant horizon, the starlight ruled the night sky. Yan Fei got up and patted his butt to find the housekeeper, asking him to pick up Cui Er's family tomorrow morning. At the same time, he hired someone from the village to repair the warehouse in the backyard as soon as possible.

Yan Fei did not spend the night in the manor, but rode his horse back to the trailer hidden in the jungle.

The horse was tied directly outside by Yan Fei. After what happened last night, it would definitely be very safe tonight. The beasts who were always very careful would not come here again, and Yan Fei did not go to watch the very hot movies of Tokyo and Stephen Chow. He lay on the bed and held his laptop to check the relevant information about this period.

"It took three years before the Tang army began to counterattack the Turks." Yan Fei reached out and took the ashtray over and was still on the bed. "I can't wait for three years. I have to let the Tang army fight back as soon as possible."

"Corn, potato, hybrid rice. It's useless, I didn't bring it either."

"Glass spices are gold and silver. They are useless, and the money has no effect on the war."

"Weapons and equipment ammunition compression biscuits canned anti-corrosion. It is useless, too small to reach military-level use."

"Historical documents are useless. If you change the direction of history slightly, it will be completely different. At most, it is for reference."

"Laptops for daily life supplies are useless, it has nothing to do with war."

"Technological information, this is useful, but you have to see Li Er before you can take it out."

"That's it!" Looking at the images and information displayed on the laptop, Yan Fei extinguished the cigarette and laughed, "This will definitely attract Li Shimin's attention."

The next morning, when Yan Fei returned to the manor, Cui Er and his family had already arrived in the manor.

"Brother Cui." Yan Fei smiled and went up to greet Cui Er, "Do you have breakfast?"

"Breakfast needs to be eaten at noon, it's still early now." Cui Er laughed. In this era, ordinary people do not have the treatment of three meals a day. One meal in the morning and the afternoon is the general norm. Three meals a day are the treatments that only the rich and powerful can enjoy.

"It's okay, let's cook in the kitchen and we'll have a meal together." Yan Fei laughed and found the butler and told him that Cui Er would be the butler here in the future and the previous one would become his deputy.

Although he was dissatisfied with this decision, Yan Fei was the owner of the place, and the former housekeeper could only respond.

After breakfast, Yan Fei began to recruit people in the village to work for the warehouse. Most of the people of this era were simple, especially in the countryside. Although the villagers all had the cunning of Chinese farmers, they were by no means comparable to those of later generations in terms of human nature.

The villagers happily accepted Yan Fei's employment, and accepted the employment price of a bucket of noodles a day for Yan Fei to build a warehouse for Yan Fei.

Although the withdrawal of the Turks caused a large-scale decline in grain prices, the price of crops such as millet even fell to more than 200 mins per dou. However, the reward for one mins a day is still very high. Of course, this is also because most young people in the village are drawn to be civilians, and it is difficult for the rest to take care of the fields and recruit people.

However, when Yan Fei knew the price, he opposed it. He didn't think the price was high, but with Yan Fei's wealth, this was just a matter. He felt that the price was too low.

"It takes at least three dou of rice to eat for a day." Yan Fei ignored the fact that a person could not eat nearly thirty kilograms of grain a day. "Millet is so irritating, and it is replaced with rice and flour."

The former housekeeper was stunned, "Langjun, although the price of grain in the city has been falling now, it will cost more than 900 cents to say three dou of rice and flour. If we build the warehouse that Langjun mentioned, even if there are servants working in the farm, we have to recruit at least 30 or 50 people. In this day, we have to buy grain alone. Recruiting people is not so expensive."

Speaking of labor costs, the people of the Tang Dynasty had to work for the country for 20 days for free every year. If they could not serve labor for one reason or another, they would have to pay money to the country to exempt them from service.

The specific standard for exempting labor is two feet of silk cloth every day, and the current price of silk cloth is more than 500 yuan per piece, and two feet means more than 100 yuan. This is the standard price in the labor market. Of course, this price must be higher than the income of ordinary people.

In order to build his own warehouse, Yan Fei directly increased his daily commission several times to a level that was almost a day long. There was no such high wages in the world. In the eyes of the former butler, Yan Fei was no longer a spendthrift, but was throwing money into the water and listening to the sound.

If Yan Fei was really a Hu people from the Western Regions with high eyebrows and deep eyes and blue eyes, the former housekeeper would not bother to care about him to die. But whether Yan Fei saw from his hair, he was full of pure blood Han people, and he really couldn't treat him as the slutty Hu merchants from the Western Regions.
Chapter completed!