Li Shimin's will: Li Zhi, the throne belongs to your brother

"Come quickly..."

"Pass the ball over, you old black!"

"The ball went in!!"

"Hey~ I lost again, don't fight anymore, you old black, your face is too dark, you lose all day long!!"

Cheng Yaojin looked angry, flicked the cue, and blamed Yu Chigong for the blame.

"It's my blackie!! If you weren't too fat and the horse couldn't run, I would have won!" Yu Chigong immediately refused.

"I think you, Old Hei, are looking for faults on purpose, are you trying to make gestures?" Cheng Yaojin was furious.

After all, it is recognized that Cheng Yaojin is fat, and the horse can't outrun others, but he just refuses to admit it.

"I don't have the same knowledge as you, I will ask His Majesty to comment!!"

Yu Chigong didn't pay any attention to it, but drove his horse up to Li Shimin on his own.

"I have seen His Majesty, and I ask His Majesty to comment!"

"Haha~ In a game of polo, everyone is my minister, there is no need to separate winners and losers."

Li Shimin watched with great interest, seeing the two arguing and asking him to comment, he felt amused, and casually comforted him.

At this time, Cheng Yaojin came over and hurriedly said, "I have seen Your Majesty."

"Exemption."

"Well, you old black, you don't admit it with a black face, and you still want to wrong me, old Cheng."

Cheng Yaojin was indignant: "Fortunately, Your Majesty is wise and doesn't care about you."

"Hmph, I'm too lazy to tell you."

After all, both of them turned their heads away.

"Okay, okay, don't be like a child."

Li Shimin stood up and fought at this time.

"Your Majesty, why don't you see His Royal Highness the King of Wei?" Cheng Yaojin asked.

"I don't know either." Li Shimin said to Cheng Yaojin angrily.

"Qing Que drinks very little. I heard that she was drunk for a day and a night. I don't know if she has woken up."

"Hey~" Cheng Yaojin smiled and stroked the back of his head.

"It's been two days today, you should wake up, I'm going to ask His Royal Highness King Wei to play polo together!"

After finishing speaking, he turned to Yu Chigong and said, "Will Lao Hei go?"

"I won't go, without you, I will definitely win against that old Qin!"

Yu Chigong refused on the spot.

"Let's go! He, Lao Qin, is capable of taking advantage of a moment of violence even if he has a fault all over his body. It's no fun to win him. If you have the ability, you can win against my son!"

The two talked together, Li Shimin looked amused, and said quickly.

"Slow down, I'll go take a look too!!"

"Take good care of this kite for me, and I will come back as soon as I go."

Li Shimin handed over the bird cage in his hand to the eunuch beside him.

Without Li Shimin's instructions, Cheng Yaojin smiled and led the horse in front of Li Shimin and said: "Your Majesty, please mount the horse!"

"Yeah!" Li Shimin turned over and got on the horse, flicked the rein and shouted: "Drive!"

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At the same time, Wei Wangfu.

The Wei Palace is very large, with thousands of acres of land, thousands of farmers, and countless cattle and sheep. Everything here belongs to Wei Wang, which is equivalent to an unestablished country.

Li Tai got up early, and after breakfast, he asked the housekeeper to take him to the blacksmith's shop.

"Caomin has seen the prince!" The blacksmith hastily bowed and saluted.

"According to this blueprint, how long will it take to plow me?" Li Tai handed over a piece of paper and asked.

Blacksmith Li Song took the blueprint and looked at it. Seeing the three views, he seemed to have opened up a new world.

His eyes lit up, but he couldn't understand the marks on it.

But it didn't prevent him from imagining the shape of the plow in his mind.

He pondered for a while, then replied with a look of embarrassment on his face.

"Returning to the lord, this plow has twelve parts, some of which can be replaced with the original ones, and it won't take long.

It's just...just that there's something wrong with this plow! "

Blacksmith Li Song frowned and said.

"Oh, what's the problem?"

The blacksmith saluted and replied.

"This plow is only in half, it can't stand up, and this plow is bent, it can't plow the land!"

"Don't talk too much, you don't listen to what the prince has to say?"

The butler at the side gave Li Song a shudder with a glaring look.

"Hey, don't be rude." Li Tai quickly stopped the butler and explained to Li Song.

"A plow doesn't have to be straight to work well, sometimes a curved one is better than a straight one!"

Li Tai said with a smile, and suddenly thought of a trick, is a crooked man better than a straight one?

"It's the prince." The blacksmith swallowed, but did not dare to refute, and began to make Quyuanli.

He didn't know where to dismantle a straight shaft plow, and directly transformed the straight shaft plow into a curved shaft plow.

Not long after, he put Qu Yuanli in front of Li Tai with a look of distress.

"This is your plow!" Li Tai watched from the side.

"Going back to the prince, it is the plow in Caomin's house."

"Does it hurt?"

"Heart..." The blacksmith was about to say it, but he quickly changed his words after seeing the look in the housekeeper's eyes: "I don't feel bad.. I don't feel bad.. I don't feel bad at all."

"Hahaha~ let's take the ox, put on the plow, and try the plow in your field!" Li Tai couldn't help laughing.

"My lord, there are no cattle in my house..." The blacksmith lowered his head: "All the cattle are with the village chief!"

Cattle are precious property, usually the government will register them, and if they are killed, they will be sentenced to three to five years in prison.

Hey, this era is too bitter, Li Tai can only sigh in his heart, and talk to the housekeeper.

"Housekeeper, go to the palace and bring a cow to try this plow."

"It's the prince!!" After receiving Li Tai's order, the butler trotted all the way to the palace to pick up the cows.

"How many acres of land do you have?" Li Tai asked with a smile.

"Go back to the lord, there is no land in the grass people's house, and all the land they plant is the lord's land."

"Is the harvest good this year?"

"There are no insects and no disasters. There are more than two stones of chestnut rice. The harvest is very good."

"Two stones!" Li Tai looked at the uneasy blacksmith in front of him and shook his head.

In the Tang Dynasty, rice was only about one stone per mu, about 138 catties, while chestnut rice was more than two stones, about 330 catties.

The Little Ice Age meant bad weather, which was very unfriendly to farming civilization, because farming civilization depended on the weather for food.

The nomadic civilization is just the opposite. The barren land and long grass are suitable for the development of nomadic civilization.

Therefore, the two civilizations will grow stronger or weaker because of the climate, resulting in irresolvable contradictions.

One advantage of chestnut rice is that it can be planted all year round and can resist the low temperature and severe weather of minus [-] degrees.

Therefore, the northern part of the Tang Dynasty ate cakes, wheat, and dumplings.

"My lord, the emperor is here!" The butler ran up to Li Tai panting.

"I have seen my father!" Li Tai hurriedly saluted Li Shimin.

"Exemption."

Li Shimin was happy, and beside him were Yu Chigong and Cheng Yaojin, who each led a cow.

"My lord, I heard from the butler that you made a Quyuanli, is it true or not, and how effective is it?"

Li Shimin couldn't wait to ask Li Tai.

"Well, Erchen just asked the housekeeper to lead the oxen, and I'm going to give it a try."

"Haha, Huang'er, the plow has been straight for thousands of years. I don't need to try it to know that the plow must be in vain!"

With that said, Li Shimin smiled and said to Li Tai.

"The emperor doesn't know how to farm, this is not acceptable! The people depend on food!"

Zhiyuanli has been passed down for thousands of years. It is very difficult for a person to change his cognition if he wants to break his cognition without trying.

Li Tai also smiled and raised his eyebrows, interrupting Li Shimin.

"Father, talking about wars on paper is not enough. If you want to know right or wrong about anything, you can only know by doing it, not talking on paper."

Li Shimin stroked his beard, and it seemed right to think so.

"Okay! The emperor is so confident, I will let you give up!"

"Come here, press this plow and give it a try."

Li Shimin casually called a Royal Forest Army.

"It's Your Majesty." Yu Linjun took the ox rope expressionlessly, not knowing how to tie it.

"Look, the Royal Forest Army doesn't know how to use it."

"Yes, yes, I, Old Hei, thought it was funny, how could such a plow work?"

"Although I, Old Cheng, have never farmed a field, I also know that your plow is not good.

You can't even tie two cows, let alone plow the land? "

The three of Li Shimin watched the Yulin army holding the ox rope and didn't know how to tie it, so they ruthlessly laughed at Li Tai.

Because in the eyes of everyone, the plow is to tie two oxen.

Li Tai covered his forehead, no wonder the three of them laughed so happily.

He hurriedly said to the Imperial Forest Army: "This plow can tie a cow, and you can hold the plow handle later."

"This...this..." Yu Linjun immediately showed embarrassment, and looked at Li Shimin.

"Hahaha~" Cheng Yaojin laughed even louder.

"Your Highness, you better stop doing this, I, Old Hei, will take you to play polo!!"

"Do it!" Li Shimin said with a smile and waved his hands.

"This cow, without ordinary strength, can plow and move the ground?"

"Should... it can be done. After all, you are so fat, old Cheng. Let alone one top two, one top three is no problem."

"You old black... your heart is black..."

The three laughed even more happily.

Can one cow compare with two cows?

It can't be compared at all, and the strength is much worse.

The three of them even wondered if they were too weak to plow the land.

"Yes."

At this time, the Imperial Forest Army also suppressed a smile, and tied the plow.