Your Majesty Cheng Huan

Zhang Xiaogong, Zhang Yunqi, returned to the military camp not long after his wedding. In May, he asked someone to bring Li Chenghuan a few things.

"My lord, what is this thing made of?" Xiurong asked while turning the wine jug in her hand and holding it up to the sunlight.

Li Chenghuan asked Mrs. He to bring warm water in, washed the other tin pots several times with warm water, and then wiped them lightly with a dry cloth, saying: "This is tin ware, which is different from gold, silver, copper and iron. Objects made of tin..."

He weighed the tin jug in his hand, Xiu Rong followed his example, weighed it, and clapped it again, the tin jug made a soft "pop" sound.

Li Chenghuan continued: "It is lighter than ordinary objects, and has a bright luster, which is easy to keep fresh. If it is used to hold tea, it can make the tea fragrant and delicious. If it is used to hold wine, it can make the wine crystal clear and mellow."

He put down the tin vessel lightly, and said in a calm tone: "In the past, apart from jade pieces, this kind of tin piece was the most in the Shu palace. They liked to use tin jugs to hold wine, and even regarded it as a symbol of the power of the Shu king." In addition, this kind of tin jug is also used to hold sacrificial wine in witch temples. After Daxia recovered Shu, many tin pieces flowed into Daxia, but we Daxia people are used to using porcelain, so tin Most of the utensils are shelved, and if it is not at the feast of the Zhongming Dingshi House, it is generally impossible to see these things."

Xiurong nodded half-understood, and murmured: "It turns out it's something for rich people..." She slowly turned the tin jug in her hand to see that the pattern on the surface of the tin vessel was complicated and clear, one by one, fine Like hair, entangled and coiled with each other, outlining unbelievably exquisite patterns.She couldn't help sighing: "It's so beautiful, what kind of person can carve such exquisite lines..."

As if she suddenly remembered something, she said, "My lord, when you went to Xishu, why didn't you bring a few back with you?"

Although Xishu has now been divided into two, on the territory of Daxia, this name has gradually ended its short lifespan, but people still call it Xishu by habit. Even more so.

Li Chenghuan smiled, paused for a moment, did not raise his head, and said: "Although the tinware is exquisite, what is there in Daxia? If you like it, we will go and buy some beautiful ones tomorrow and put them in the house."

Until now, Li Chenghuan's identity as a descendant of the Shu royal family is still unknown. The turmoil that occurred in Shu not long ago, in the impression of many people, is just a natural disaster that occurs once in a century.At most, in the depths of the high gates of those aristocratic families, there are also man-made disasters caused by natural disasters that are repeatedly put on display.

Li Chenghuan doesn't know how the history books will be written a hundred years later, but at least during Emperor Jing's reign, there will be no words related to Li Chenghuan in the records about Xishu.Xiao Qian used his greatest strength to hide him behind the heavy veils of history. It was like what could be called love between them. It seemed that no matter how the dynasties changed, it was invisible.

Xiu Rong frowned in embarrassment while holding the jug, Li Chenghuan raised his head to look at her, and said with a smile: "Actually, these things are not from Sichuan."

"Where did that come from?" Xiurong asked.

"South."

"Southern?" Xiurong was puzzled.

"I heard that at the beginning of this month, a boat floated from the sea from the south, and the people on board were talking nonsense, and no one could understand it." At this time, Mrs. He said beside her, " It was only later that I found out that they were from the south of the sea, what is one called... what is it called..."

"Riding Horse Country." Li Chenghuan said with a smile.

"Hey—yes!" Aunt He smiled kindly and said, "That's the name, it's weird. There are a lot of these things on the boats of these horsemen. Now in Zhunan and Yanghe, one piece Tin wares cost dozens of taels of silver."

In the past in Daxia, there was a price for tinware but no market. Firstly, it was because there were very few tinware. Except for the royal family of Shu and the temples of witches and gods in various places, ordinary people's homes could not use such things.Secondly, most of the craftsmen who made tinware were used by the royal family of Shu. Their skills were passed down from generation to generation and never exposed, and there were very few people who could make tinware.After these tinware entered Daxia, they were quickly acquired by the princes, nobles and powerful families at that time.Although these tin wares from the Chima Kingdom look good at first glance, in the eyes of insiders, the carving craftsmanship is incomparable with the tin wares of Xishu.

Li Chenghuan said: "The current dozens of taels of silver are just fake prices. Most of them are raised by people who have heard the name of tinware but have never seen the real 'imperial tinware'. The imperial court will not ignore Xia’s business, and once that time comes, the prices of these items that ordinary people can use will naturally fall back.”

It seems that Xiurong really likes these things, and has an unusually strong interest in this country of galloping horses.Li Chenghuan simply dug out two of his yellowed and old books from the bottom of the box and gave them to Xiurong.

These books were moved from Bailu Town one after another.When Li Fugui became a seller and went to Jiangzhou to find his sister, these books were hidden in the cellar like other things that were not easy to sell.He didn't expect that there would be a day when he would come back, but when he opened the cellar later, both the father and son couldn't stop their tears from streaming down their eyes.The things in the cellar reminded them of the Li family before the accident.