According to the original farming yield, it is equivalent to a 10th of the land being added in vain.

The historical records are not detailed in the early Tang Dynasty. According to the population estimate, the minimum is more than 100 million mu. The extra one is 100 million mu, which is amazing.

His Majesty Li Er narrowed his eyes and opened it, as if he had really seen the millions of acres of land added, but soon the light in his eyes dimmed again. This is just an example, there is no need to be so excited.

Looking at Xu Qilin's eyes waiting for an answer, His Majesty Li Er put away his longing and said, "If this is true, this is a merit to benefit the people. What's wrong with a title?"

"Your Majesty cares about the people's livelihood, and he is indeed a wise ruler for all ages." Xu Qilin bowed his hand and flattered him hard, but he didn't spend any money anyway.

If an adult says this, it will inevitably be regarded as a flattery and treacherous person. However, Xu Qilin's age, saying this made His Majesty Li Er not angry or disgusted. He smiled faintly, but he looked happy.

Xu Hui glanced at her younger brother and covered her mouth and laughed secretly.

Xu Qilin scratched his head and said tentatively: "The grass-roots people have figured out a trick. This should be called a model. It can help Your Majesty plan and win a thousand miles. If Your Majesty feels it is appropriate, then you can get an official or a title or something, right?"

His Majesty Li Er is so smart that he immediately understood that this brother-in-law was just laying the groundwork before, and that was his original intention.

Looking at Xu Qilin, His Majesty Li Er felt that this brother-in-law was a little cunning, but also a little naive. It was not that easy to be promoted to an official position.

"What model is it? Take it to me and see." His Majesty Li Er looked at Xu Hui with a smile, and lay on the rocking chair with a more relaxed attitude, which was very joking.

"The grass-roots are working hard, and there is another one that can be made into a job in five or six days to offer to Your Majesty." Xu Qilin heard that Li Er was perfunctory and did not make a promise to be granted official position and promoted.

But at this point, he can only look forward to Li Erlong's face and be happy. He is quite confident about this.

Xu Hui opened her mouth and shook her head with a wry smile.

My brother's mind is not dead yet, but it is difficult to rebuke him in front of His Majesty. Fortunately, it is only five or six days, and as long as the model is not successful, it will be strictly controlled and he cannot be let go of his job.

When Li Er saw the expression of his beloved concubine, he knew it and had the same idea. He smiled and nodded, "Okay, I'm just waiting to see your model."

After saying that, Li Er reached out to grab the telescope next to him, stretched it out for a moment, then came to his eyes, and looked at it, saying, "This is an object that can climb high and look far away-oh, ha..."

Haven't played it before, is it fun?

Listening to His Majesty Li Er's amazement, Xu Qilin was secretly happy and did not need to make a sound, so he quietly watched His Majesty Li Er have a novel and joyful mood.

After a while, His Majesty Li Er put down the telescope, looked at Xu Qilin and nodded, and smiled and said, "Qi Lin is serious. This object is indeed magical and useful."

Of course it is of great use. It seems that His Majesty Li Er thought that using it for military formations is the right way, and how could he just look at Zhaoling and mourn his deceased wife?

Xu Qilin's eyes rolled, pretending to be embarrassed, and said, "The grass people don't have much money, they can only make shoddy products, not more exquisite. I am really sorry for being praised by His Majesty."

This is obvious enough. You are short of money and poor. Please reward me!

His Majesty Li Er seemed to be a little apologized when he saw Xu Qilin's appearance, but he was still looking forward to it and couldn't help but smile.

Speaking, what does laughing mean? Xu Qilin was a little disappointed, lowered his eyelids, and complained in his heart.

"Just just now, some of the poems that mourn in the mourning have passed down for a long time. Please recite one to listen to it." His Majesty Li Er said with a smile while playing with the telescope.

I'll go, do you have the habit of listening to the corner of the wall? No wonder you can use the telescope and want to praise you for being smart, but it turns out that you have learned it secretly.

Xu Qilin's heart burst out and looked up at His Majesty Li Er, secretly glad that he didn't say anything taboo.

Xu Hui looked at his younger brother with a little concern. He just said the wrong poem he recited, and I wonder if he wouldn't remember any of them.

"Your Majesty, let the Caomin think about it carefully." Xu Qilin scratched his head and frowned, thinking carefully.

There have been poems about eulogies in ancient times. There are two famous poems in the Book of Songs, as well as Pan An and Chen Yue's works. The key is that Xu Qilin didn't remember all of them. But what he remembered were two poems from later generations.

As for plagiarism, the patents of time travelers and the eulogy poems of later generations are nothing wrong with using them. But if His Majesty Li Er and Xu Hui have not heard of them, they will ask the source.

Okay, you can also make up the source, but these two poems have a story background, so you have to explain this too.

"Xiao Lang is not in a hurry, think about it slowly." Xu Hui saw that her younger brother was so tight that he scratched his head, and hurriedly spoke out to comfort him.

After saying that, Xu Hui took the perfume box and smiled and asked His Majesty Li Er to evaluate it to see which perfume is more suitable for him and His Majesty Li Er likes it more.

Taking advantage of the time my sister bought, Xu Qilin quickly weaved it and finally formed a sad story.

If it were poems from other genres, Xu Qilin would not have thought so hard. The key is to mourn the death or mourn the deceased wife, which is more difficult.

You said that this poem was made by yourself, and what did the twelve-year-old kid mourn the dead wife?

You said that you saw it in other books, or the jokes about the Taoist, the Taoist, the laity, etc. that time travelers often use. With the knowledge and mind of His Majesty Li Er and Xu Hui, the chance of seeing through it is relatively high.

"This osmanthus fragrance dew is very suitable for my beloved concubine, elegant and elegant." His Majesty Li Er took the sandalwood smell and smelled it again, and said, "I love, this sandalwood is also good."

Xu Hui was very fond of it and said, "I am still a little hesitant. Thank you for your praise."

His Majesty Li Er relaxed his expression and stopped scratching and scratching each other, so he looked at him with a smile.

"Have you thought about it?" Xu Hui also turned her head and asked in a warm voice.

Xu Qilin laughed twice and said, "This, Cao Min went to the temple to investigate and research a few days ago. He met a scholar who prayed for his deceased wife. He heard that he dreamed that the deceased woman came to meet with her light makeup and plain clothes. The two held hands and choked up, and they could no longer remember them. Cao Min felt his true feelings, and after returning home, he thought hard and made half of the words. He might not do it well, and would be defiled by His Majesty and the Empress Who Consumed the Reverend."

"Made it yourself? OK." Xu Huixian smiled and applauded her.

His Majesty Li Er also smiled and nodded, "Qi Lin, don't be afraid, just chant."

Xu Qilin brewed his emotions and chanted slowly: "I swallowed tears but silently, I only regretted my feelings for the past. With the knowledge of the painting and knowledge, I can't draw a sadness."
Chapter completed!