In the end, Li Shimin suppressed the anxiety in his heart. To pacify Goguryeo is not to play house or to set flags on the sand table. At that time, Yang Guang had countless powerful generals, holding a million troops, and finally he also failed to sink into the sand in Goguryeo. This shows that this neighbor in the north must have his own unique features.

Moreover, Li Muyun has just proposed a plan at the moment, and the specific difficulties he will encounter are still unknown. Even if he is asked to come, it is probably going to be talking back and forth, but Li Shimin did not come to him.

In this way, three or five days passed, Chang'an welcomed the first winter snow of the year. Countless talented men and beautiful women were holding umbrellas or taking cars, called enjoying snow, but in fact... in fact, they were still enjoying snow, but they were not alone.

Li Muyun could not escape Changle's instigation and had to hold a paper umbrella to stroll with her.

The little girl is on the 15th day of the Chinese New Year, and she is graceful and elegant, following Li Muyun like a jassica, pointing at the surrounding environment from time to time, discussing in a voice that only two people could hear.

But to be honest, Li Muyun really doesn't think there is anything to see when he walked through Zhuque Street hundreds of times. It's just a snowfall. It's better to have a sleep or walk a few rounds of mahjong at home. Why do you have to mobilize the troops so much? Didn't you see the guards behind you all yawning bored?

After walking around for a while, the little girl seemed to notice something, turned her head to Li Muyun and asked, "Do you think I'm bored?"

Li Muyun is a person with a strong desire to survive, so he naturally would not fall into the trap of Changle. He immediately denied: "How can he be bored if he has such a beautiful scenery and a beautiful woman accompanying him?"

Changle continued to ask, "Then why don't you speak?"

"I just want to listen to your voice more. I've been too busy for this period and I haven't had time to accompany you. You won't blame me, right?" After Li Muyun finished speaking, goose bumps popped up on his body, almost disgusting himself to death. Mu Xin behind him, Mu Yu secretly gave him a thumbs up, with admiration in his eyes.

Changle had never heard such a straightforward expression, and his pretty face turned red and he lowered his head and stopped talking with embarrassment.

That's how the two of them walked along the way, and soon they had arrived at a plum garden, but they saw countless plum blossoms blooming in full bloom.

Changle, who had been distracted, exclaimed in surprise: "Hey, why did you get to the Fourth Brother's garden?"

"Your fourth brother? Qingque?" Li Muyun looked at the unique garden and couldn't help but curiously said, "When did he build it?"

Changle smiled and said, "No, it's called Furong Garden. It was given to the fourth brother by his father a few days ago."

Furong Garden? Looking at the garden full of plum blossoms, I suddenly felt poetic and stood with my hands behind my back, and whispered: "One piece, two piece, three piece, four piece, five, six, seven, eighty or ninety piece, thousands of pieces, countless pieces, flying into the plum blossoms, I can't see them!"

"Ode to Snow" was originally a casual work by Zheng Banqiao that was despised by others, but it was a perfect match for the poem. There was no word for snow from beginning to end, but it described the scenery of the first snow in detail.

Changle was inherited by his parents. Although he could not remember it even before, he could also be called a master of knowledge. He had just heard it once and remembered the whole poem, and murmured and smiled slightly, "Mu Yun is indeed very talented. He used only some simple numbers to describe the snow scene so vividly. It is very admirable."

"I laughed at you when I saw you!" Li Muyun waved his hand, on the surface, but in fact his expression was just waiting for Changle to continue praising him, which made the little girl unable to hold back her 'puff' and laughed.

The little girl Changle was very beautiful. At this moment, she smiled and suddenly even the Meilin not far away lost her color. Even though Li Muyun had a deep concentration, she was stunned. The corners of her eyes twitched wildly and said inwardly: Little Fairy.

However, it was precisely because of Changle's smile that Li Muyun's previous embarrassment was finally resolved invisibly. The two of them regained their previous tacit understanding, and the little girl began to chatter and lively again.

After walking around Li Tai's Furong Garden, the two of them had no intention of entering, and then wandered to Dongcheng City.

As soon as the movie Changle entered the East City, it immediately seemed like a different person. It started to bump into one side of the east and the west. It ran into a garment store and then into a jewelry store. There was always no time to stop.

Finally, the little girl stopped in a glass shop opened by a Hu people. Looking at the dazzling array of glass products inside, her big eyes kept turning, and she obviously fell in love with something.

Li Muyun followed the little girl, not as if she was a lover, but rather as if she was a brother who was pampering her sister. Seeing her stopping, she couldn't help but step forward and asked, "What's wrong? Are you interested in that?"

"That Ruyi will be the birthday of my mother in a while. I plan to buy it and give it to my mother." The little girl whispered.

Li Muyun nodded when she heard this, sniffed and came to the only Hu man in the store: "Can that Ruyi be taken out and seen?"

The Hu people who can do business in Chang'an City are naturally very good. Although the little girl Changle showed a little hesitation, he could clearly see that it was not because of money.

So when Li Muyun asked, Hu Ren didn't even think about it, and immediately turned around and took down a green-colored glass Ruyi from the shelf, carefully handed it to him, and said with a smile: "The guest has such a good eye. There is only one piece in Chang'an, and there will never be a second identical one."

"Oh? Only this one?" Li Muyun raised his eyebrows and handed Liuli Ruyi to Changle's hand.

In his opinion, this was just a matter of the Hu people trying to increase the price of this wish, and they said this on purpose, so they did not take him to heart.

But the Hu man said at this time: "The distinguished guest doesn't know that the glass production process is complicated and it always takes 47 processes, design, and firing. Just talking about molds, it is actually one mold and one piece. That is, after being fired in Ruyi, the mold will be scrapped. If you want to make another mold, you will not make another mold."

Li Muyun frowned: "So troublesome?"

Based on limited knowledge, he knew that glass belongs to a branch of glass. This concept is equivalent to the natural numbers contained in integers in mathematics, so he did not think that glass products are so precious. After all, glass in later generations is almost everywhere on the streets and the price is extremely cheap.

But in fact, even in later generations, the price of glass products is much higher than that of glass. Unlike natural numbers and integers in mathematical concepts, it should actually be considered a noble in glass. If you really want to compare horizontally, you can regard glass as a human, while glass as an elite among humans.

The main reason for this is that the glass needs to be dyed first, and the firing temperature is strictly controlled. The upper and lower errors cannot exceed positive and negative five degrees. That is to say, the maximum fire of the furnace can not exceed 1,005 degrees, and the minimum fire cannot be less than 995 degrees.

Moreover, firing is not enough, shaping is also a problem, because what you burn is just a rough look at first, and a shape must be blown out manually with a blow drum.

In this process, it is necessary to ensure that the glass body is soft, but not too soft, because if it is too soft, it will melt, but it cannot be too strong, because if it is too strong, you can't blow it at all. In this process alone, the scrap rate of a successful work will be no less than 90%.

Not to mention that after all these operations are completed, it is necessary to leave the glass port in a furnace temperature of 500 degrees for four days. After four days, it will be considered successful. Otherwise, it will still be a defective product.

Of course, these refer to the processing of manpower alone, but the Tang Dynasty did not seem to have achieved industrialization, so no matter how troublesome it is, it can only be done.

"How much does this cost?" Changle held Liuli Ruyi in his hand and looked over and over again, and finally gritted his teeth and asked.

"Two hundred stakes." Hu Ren's words are not astonishing as hell.

"How many? Two hundred coins? Why don't you grab it?!" For the first time, Li Muyun could no longer hold back the complaints in his heart and slapped the table and shouted.

The Hu people were scared and trembled for a moment before saying, "Daughter, this is the lowest price."

Changle also pulled Li Muyun and said softly: "The price is about the same, he did not lie to us."

Li Muyun struggled for a moment, rolled his eyes and said, "What's wrong with lying to us? Isn't it just a pile of ragged glass? Two hundred stakes, and two hundred s are not worth it, according to me."

The Hu people didn't know what glass was, but when they heard Li Muyun say that his things were not worth even two hundred essays, they suddenly became anxious. They thought they had met a strong man, and they cried and said, "Neople, this is really not glass, this is really glass, it is really glass."

Changle was worried that Li Muyun would be in trouble, so he continued to let go and persuaded desperately: "Muyun, this is indeed Liuli. The shopkeeper did not lie. I saw a Liuli horse from my father. I heard that it cost 500 stags."

Five hundred stakes? Li Muyun stopped and looked back at Changle in disbelief: "Your father isn't crazy, right? Just broke the glass and spent five hundred stakes?"

When Changle heard Li Muyun say that his old man was crazy, he was a little unhappy and gave him a fierce look: "What are you talking nonsense? You are careful of your skin when my father heard it."

When Changle reminded him, Li Muyun felt that his back tightened and immediately knew that he had said the wrong thing.

But then again, if this glass is really worth so much money, it seems that you should have made the glass out quickly. At that time, blowing a few donkeys out, even if you can't sell it for 500 stakes, two hundred stakes will be almost the same, right?

Li Muyun didn't care about anything at this moment, and his mind was full of words: "A person is stupid and has more money."
Chapter completed!