"Gao Ming, what are you doing here?" Changsun asked first when he was afraid that Old Li would beat his son.

"Mother, my son-in-law promised her to give her a quilt today yesterday, so she is working on it." Li Chengqian, who was helped from Chunxiao to the ground from the chair, bowed and said to Changsun.

"Quick?" Comrade Lao Li walked to the middle of the yard, pointed to the messy people around and said, "They are all making quilts?"

Seeing Lao Li's aggressive look just now, Li Chengqian knew that something was wrong. Although he didn't know where the old man was upset, Lao Li asked about the quilt and could use this to change the topic.

"Yes, my father, please see." Li Chengqian jumped down the steps at the door, ran to Lao Li, pointed to a row of palace maids squatting under the porch and said, "They are responsible for tearing off the cotton wool and collecting it."

Turning back and pointing at the guard who pulled the big bow, he said, "His mission is to make the cotton wool soft."

He pointed to the two palace maids standing together on the other side: "They folded the soft cotton wool together, covered the two sides with cloth pieces, and then sewed them up, so that a quilt would be ready."

"You are a little too much for a quilt that you don't know what's wrong with? You, the prince, have done something too much?" If you want to add a crime, you have no choice but to make a mistake. I want to trouble my son, so I can just give you a reason.

"This..." Li Chengqian was a little confused. Is the old man going to make trouble today? He was asking for trouble for himself early this morning?

Looking at my mother, I wanted to give her a look of help, but I found that Changsun was pulling the sprinkled cotton wool and was playing with it, and he didn't care about her at all.

Under the eyes of the emperor, Li Chengqian hesitated for a moment, and reiterated the old tune: "Father, my son is also sharing the worries for the king."

"It's 'sharing of your worries' again, Chengqian, can you change the word?" Li Shimin looked at this son who was only tall and short from his waist and abdomen, and didn't know how to describe his mood.

"Father, my son is really sharing the worries for you. Please listen to me to explain slowly." My mother didn't help but just save herself. Otherwise, she would be too embarrassing to be beaten.

"Tell me. If the explanation is unreasonable, don't be afraid to give you 'fried meat on bamboo board' for your father." Li Shimin took a piece of cotton wool from Changsun's hand, put it in his hand and looked it lightly, and said in his mouth.

Empress Changsun watched from the side with a lively attitude. She had heard the saying that she had shared worries for you more than 10 times in the past three months, but this kid could get through every time. This time she saw what new statement could Li Chengqian have.

"Father, as the saying goes, you will worry about the people when you live in a high temple, and you will worry about the king when you live in a far away world. Although your son and ministers are sick, they still think about it day and night..." Li Chengqian brags to his head and interrupts his statement with a chuckle.

When I looked up, I saw that it was Empress Changsun who was smiling, and it seemed that I could not stop.

When Li Chengqian said something nonsense, it seemed that if Comrade Li didn't reward him, he would be a little sorry for the people of the world.

"If you don't speak well, be careful that I will ask you to copy the Analects of Confucius hundreds of times immediately." His Majesty Li Shimin, the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty, felt that if this kid was allowed to blow on, I was afraid that the throne would not be rewarded immediately.

"Father, this is true. My son is just doing an experiment. If it succeeds, my soldiers of the Tang Empire will no longer be restricted by the inability to fight in winter..." After bragging for a long time, Li Chengqian finally thought of a way to escape from the crime.

"Let's talk." Li Shimin also became serious when he mentioned the battle, and his expression became more and more serious.

Queen Changsun also showed concern, touching the army. If this kid's lies were not perfect, he would be really hard to escape the blame.

"Father, this cotton wool can keep warm when stuffed into the quilt. I have tried this and there is no problem. So why don't we stuff it into the clothes and make wooden cotton wool wool to replace the cotton wool worn by the soldiers now?"

You should know that before the invention of modern down jackets, cotton coats and trousers have always been the main clothes for people to keep warm. This is enough to prove that Li Chengqian's statement can be realized. Even if the problem of winter combat cannot be solved, it is a great achievement to keep people from suffering from the bitter cold in winter.

"Are you planning to make cotton coats?" Li Shimin was also moved by his son, thinking that if he could really solve the problem of bitter and cold winter, it would be not a big problem if he was woken up once.

"Of course. Father, look, there are many weavers here. Why not try to make a set for your father now?" Li Chengqian was confident about cotton coats. After all, this thing has been used for winter for hundreds or thousands of years in the future.

After measuring the body size for Comrade Li, the weaver went to make clothes, but Li Shimin looked at Li Chengqian who was standing in front of Changsun and said, "Chengqian, if the cotton coat and cotton pants are really as you said, how long can you make enough clothes for 20,000 soldiers?" As he finished speaking, he was talking to an 8-year-old naughty boy.

"Father, this is not a problem for the minister. The minister is just an experiment. How to produce and how much you produce, you should ask the Minister of Works." Li Chengqian, who was poked by Changsun on his forehead, hid next to his mother, and did not have to worry about Comrade Li's sudden slap, and he couldn't help but feel much more confident in speaking.

"Of course I know to go to the Minister of Works. What I ask is that if you, the palace maids, can you brush the cotton wool used by 20,000 soldiers for me in a year?" Li Shimin's hands began to itch, and he wanted to pull Li Chengqian over and beat him up.

"Father, there must be brave men under heavy rewards. I have countless craftsmen in the Tang Dynasty. My sons believe that it would be cost-effective to release an empty viscount and replace a craftsman who can develop a tool to quickly remove cotton seeds, right?" At this time, Li Chengqian and Lao Li were completely different from an 8-year-old child. Although they were not as good as Changsun Wuji and Fang Xuanling and other important officials in the court, relying on the baptism of the Internet in later generations, they could still come up with some reliable or unreliable ideas.

"Do you mean a national reward?" Li Shimin was not sure what Li Chengqian meant and asked in confusion.

"No, I think that you should offer a reward within the Ministry of Works first and try to keep this matter confidential, otherwise everyone in the world will know that we have the ability to fight in winter, which is not a good thing for us." Li Chengqian said with a locked brow.

"And, I believe that in a short period of time, the cotton production of our Tang Dynasty can only meet military needs. Of course, if there is any surplus, we can sell it to the people at a low price through an official business. The cotton-grabbing process cannot be easily leaked out anyway." No one in the Tang Dynasty understood the importance of technical blockade better than Li Chengqian, so he set a confidential tone before the plan began.
Chapter completed!