"The great way is profound, without any hypocrisy or artificiality. Your master is really an expert in the world!" His Majesty Li Er figured out his meaning, sighed repeatedly, and suddenly turned to Xu Qilin and smiled: "Qi Lin is well-written in regular script and has the style of a master."

Nonsense, Master Yan Zhenqing’s writing is not good? However, you have to tell me the reasons you have thought out. Don’t be very different from what you write in the future. It’s also quite troublesome to always find Master Yan.

Xu Qilin bowed and replied, "When I wanted to write the "Clean Mantra" and offer it to Your Majesty, I heard the cicadas chirping on the night of silence. I was calm and thought about my family teacher. I was also grateful to Your Majesty for knowing the grace of his encounter. I wrote it as if God helped me, and I read it with a stroke. After looking at it, I realized that it was a masterpiece in my life. I wanted to write it again, but it was quite unsatisfactory."

His Majesty Li Er has a slight jaw, which is normal. Both writing calligraphy and writing poetry require inspiration and environment. If you have different moods, you can express it in your works. Many people have such experiences and feelings when you have a super level of performance.

"Very good, very good." His Majesty Li Er looked at the beautiful and dignified handwriting, recited the "Clean Mantra" silently, pondered the profound thoughts in it, and nodded repeatedly to praise, "Only by mounting it and hanging it in front of my desk, chanting it from time to time, you can realize its true meaning."

Yes, it's right to do this! There will be a passage in the future in history books: The "Qingxin Mantra" written by Emperor Taizong Xu Qi Lin was recited in front of the desk and realized its true meaning.

Is it awesome? It's so awesome!

Xu Qilin was proud and had to hold it in his heart. The pain and happiness felt so sour!

His Majesty Li Er recited the "Clean Mantra" several times silently, and then felt a sense of emotion and said with a wry smile: "If I had this mantra, I would not have left the palace because of my upset. It was just a trivial matter, but someone was right and right, so I would not be happy."

Oh, it turns out that I was slapped in the face again! Are you here to seek comfort, or should you use me as a punching bag?

Xu Qilin scratched his head and said, "The Master said: If there are loyal ministers in the country do not destroy the country, and if there are stubborn sons in the family do not defeat the family. If the advice is reasonable, Your Majesty will accept it; if it is unreasonable, just pretend that the breeze blows on your face. Why bother about this?"

His Majesty Li Er frowned and asked in confusion while thinking: "What book does this sentence contain? How can I not remember it?"

Xu Qilin just said it casually, but unexpectedly, His Majesty Li Er asked the truth, and couldn't help but be stunned, his eyes opened slightly, and after a while, he smiled, "This is the boy talking nonsense, Your Majesty doesn't have to worry about it."

His Majesty Li Er raised his eyebrows and was amused, and cursed with a smile: "You are so brave, you dare to spend the saints. If you weren't telling the truth, I would have to scrape my stomach tonight and I would have to toss and turn to bed."

Xu Qilin laughed and said, "Your Majesty is good at learning, but I am not as good as me."

His Majesty Li Er was in a great mood. The depression of being slapped in the face was swept away. The fragrance of tea was swaying. Not far from the window, there was a beloved daughter wandering around the webbed. It was really right to get here on a whim.

Xu Qilin served tea diligently and explained the rules of tea ceremony to His Majesty Li Er. The king and his minister had questions and answers, but they were harmonious.

At this moment, the guards reported that the Yeting Order had arrived with the selected female slave Shanfang.

This kind of thing is not something that can be done with His Majesty Li Er. After Xu Qilin asked for his order, he rushed out of the house with two wool boxes.

I'm going to see where is the spinning test, or do I need to open a workshop?

Seeing dozens of people standing and waiting, Xu Qilin was shocked. Maybe the guards didn't make it clear, or maybe the Yeting Order was so cool. Anyway, these three or four kilograms of wool were really not enough to spin.

The Yeting Order was just a small official from the seventh rank. When he saw Xu Qilin coming, he hurriedly bowed to salute, "But Xu Kucheng is in front of us, our Hu Chaoen is polite."

"It's polite, polite." Xu Qilin put down the box, bowed and returned it, and said, "It's just a little wool spinning. Hu Ling actually attaches so much importance to it. Thank you."

"I dare not, I dare not." Hu Chaoen felt a little disappointed when he didn't see His Majesty, but he did not dare to neglect Xu Qilin.

Xu Qilin opened the box and said to Hu Chaoen: "That's all of them, they are spun into threads, and they are the thinnest."

Hu Chaoen looked at the wool and nodded, "Our family understands." As he said that, he turned around and called the female official and asked them to choose the four people with the best textile skills to come out to spin the thread.

Xu Qilin was not in a hurry to leave, called the servants and brought a chair. He and Hu Chaoen sat down, and it was advisable to wait.

The female slaves in the Yeting Palace are also divided into hierarchies. The wives and daughters of criminal officials who were detained are also called "clothed children" and have a lower status than ordinary palace maids. Women who are deserving of ordinary families for crimes are the lowest in the Yeting Palace.

Moreover, the Tang Dynasty law stipulated that "slaves and sluts are more than animals." These female slaves are like livestock, and no one cares about being beaten to death.

Therefore, the female slaves brought by the Yeting Order did not know what to do. They were also thinking about whether it was a blessing or a disaster, and they were uneasy.

The female official quickly picked out more than a dozen female slaves, or slaves, whom they called were working. They were originally textile experts, but their movements were deformed because of their confusion and fear. They broke down as soon as they were spinned, and were scolded by the female official.

Xu Qilin raised his hand, got up and called to stop spinning, and said to the female slaves: "I'm summoning everyone this time to use your skillful skills and skills to experiment with the prospects of spinning and weaving of this new material. Don't panic, don't be afraid, even if you do it, you won't be punished for good or bad spinning. I and Hu Ling can guarantee it here."

Hu Chaoen originally wanted to scold him loudly, but he lost his face clumsily. But after Xu Qilin said this, he couldn't have a chance of attack, so he got up and reiterated.

Xu Qilin sat down again and said to Hu Chaoen with a smile: "I intend to ask Your Majesty to send an order to draw textiles from the Yeting Palace. The more the number of slaves, the better. I wonder where Hu Ling can be convenient?"

Hu Chaoen squeezed out his smile and said, "It's convenient, how inconvenient. As long as your Majesty gives an order, thousands of eight hundred people can be transferred at any time. No matter how many, it will take a few days to collect them."

There were many palace people in Yeting in the Tang Dynasty, and at most it reached more than 40,000. There were so many people, so it was not enough to do much work, so staying in the palace was quite expensive.

Therefore, usually when encountering natural disasters or some major joys, the emperor will send the palace maids out of the palace to pardon the world and pray for blessings by warding off disasters.

Of course, this is limited to ordinary palace servants, not slaves who have been killed.

In other words, if Xu Qilin wants to open a weaving workshop, there is no problem for thousands of textile workers, and there is no need to pay wages, just take care of the meal.

It's really good to be an emperor. There is so much free labor, it's hard to make money without making money.

While talking to Hu Chaoen, Xu Qilin watched as several servants spinning threads with spinning wheels.
Chapter completed!