Bring The System To Datang

"Your Majesty, many people in the temple go to Xingfu Temple to pay respects to Shan Wu Dao, and Shan Wu Dao lectures and discusses the Fa for them."

In the Xingqing Hall, Li Longji was in a good mood and listened to Gao Lishi's report.

"Well! Good and fearless is the Tripitaka Ajali, and the Tripitaka is all accessible, such as Sutra, Lvzang, and Lun Zang. Ajali must be able to declare, be skillful, medically clear, Yinming, Nei Ming, etc.

Li Longji admits that kindness and fearlessness are great, and basically everything is plenum.

Including debate, lobbying, musical instruments, hundred labor, farming, breeding, business, etc.

"Your Majesty, although good and fearless can do everything, of course, there are more and more shortcomings than Li Yi."

Gao Lishi knows that he can't do it in the face of goodness and fearlessness, and kindness and fearlessness seem to have nothing that can't.

But, let’s compare it with someone else, Li Yi, those Li Yi who are the kind and fearless will all.

And Li Yi will not necessarily be good and fearless.

Shan Wuwei is so powerful, why didn't he take out the short curly plow? Didn't make earth hulls? No grazing, seedlings, seeders, transplanters...

Li Yi has already brought out a lot of things, all for the benefit of the people, and the people now believe in Li Yi even more.

Li Longji smiled and was happy. Yes, there is Brother Yi, no matter what he is fearless or fearless.

Brother Yi can also translate the scriptures, but there is no time.

Shan Wuwei, who was said by two people, just gave everyone a ‘class’, and everyone retreated.

Someone came over and said to him, "Lijiazhuang has left many cars with leather jackets, leather caps, etc., which are said to be sent to the border to be used by Datang soldiers."

"The world's statesmen fight endlessly." Shan Wuwei sighed, he didn't like war.

He had led the soldiers in battles before, and his brothers attacked him in order to fight him for the throne, but they never fought him.

He felt that the throne was not interesting, and he became a monk and gave the position to his elder brother.

Now in Datang, one is to preach, and the other is to help other Buddhists.

"Li Yi is proficient in Wanfa, pedagogical Deva, afraid of being a reincarnation, but unfortunately, he has no relationship with my teaching." Shan Wuwei analyzed Li Yi according to his own ideas.

So he said that he knew Li Yi's secret and wanted to take a look in person, and asked Li Yi to help print the scriptures, with color pictures.

But Li Yi didn't see him at all, and he didn't give a chance to speak, so there was no way.

"Go out and have a look." Shan Wuwei wanted to know more about the situation, and went out from the temple to the street, surrounded by a group of people.

The weather in autumn is cool in the morning and evening, and it is still very hot at noon.

The people try their best to walk in a cool place. The shoeshine children ran to the north wall of the house and read the newspaper without customers.

Take a look, take a wooden stick and learn to write on the ground.

The people carrying the burdens wandered around in various workshops, and others carried a pocket of live fish to the east and west markets, which were used to make fish meat.

Shan Wuwei walked slowly, passing through the imperial city, only half an hour before reaching Tonghua Gate.

He passed Tonghua Gate for the second time, the first time he wanted to see Li Yi last time.

Tonghua Gate still has people coming and going, and the sergeant guarding the gate is drinking free herbal tea.

The free is naturally given by Lijiazhuangzi, and Lijiazhuang’s herbal tea will be sent to various places to be sold on behalf of others, and by the way, a bucket is given to the guards of the city.

Shan Wuwei went out from Tonghuamen to Bashui, watching the porters on the dock sweat like rain.

Some women are washing clothes by the river, and there is a waterwheel by the river, which Li Jiazhuangzi repairs for free.

The women brought the clothes that others had asked to wash, and there was a drying pole next to them, and the clothes that were not very private were hung to dry after they were washed.

Shan Wuda looked at, and didn't know why, suddenly thought of own country.

"When you pass the Datang technique back, water conservancy will nurture the people." Shan Wuwei had an idea.

Datang has so many good technologies that people elsewhere also need, and things can be used by the people, so it is naturally not difficult to learn.

"I have changed clothes, ready to change clothes, Zhengyimeng has received a new advertisement and printed it on the clothes for everyone to get new ones."

When Shan Wuwei was thinking about the people's good life, a group of people appeared behind him and drove the car.

The car was fitted with a canvas waistcoat, and the people working and resting on the dock ran over happily, and there were new clothes.

As long as Yimeng receives the advertisement, it guarantees that it will make good clothes, and take away the old clothes. I don't know what to do.

Usually it is changed once a month. If you don’t receive the next month’s advertisement, you will change to clothes with the words "Yi Meng" printed on them.

The new clothes were put on, and the old waistcoat was taken away.

Shan Wuwei also thought about what the old one was used for. He walked over in person, his voice soft and comfortable to hear, and asked, "What will happen to the replaced clothes?"

"The master has asked, and the changed clothes will be made into canvas shoes, and the changed canvas shoes will be removed and cleaned, and the bottoms will be refurbished.

Then these shoes will be painted with the word ‘Datang’, and a certain amount will be collected and delivered to people who have no shoes elsewhere. "

The people of Yimeng looked at Shan and fearless, and introduced them patiently.

"Send?" Shan Wuwei found the keyword.

"Yeah, I don't have the money to buy shoes, so I can only weave straw sandals by myself. Can I still sell them to them? The advertising money already includes these.

In fact, people who should advertise, but they dislike it and don't want to change it, so they don't want it. "

People from Yimeng said the truth here is that the clothes are bought by the advertisers.

Port porters wear all day long, wear and wear, and sweat in.

For those who advertise, they have to find someone to deal with it and spend extra money.

Some people came to advertise, the goods were almost sold, and the team left, so you can't wait a few more days for the clothes.

Of course, some merchants always buy and sell the same kind of goods, and have discussed with the Yimeng, and let the Yimeng people stay.

When you come back, pay less advertising fees.

However, Yimeng has to charge cleaning fees and storage fees.

"Datang!" Shan Wuwei smiled and asked, "If you give your shoes to someone else, what if they sell it?"

"If you sell it, you will sell it. If they sell the shoes, they have the money to buy things." The Yimeng said indifferently.

"Give them the shoes next time?" Shan Wuwei pointed out the situation.

"You can only have a pair of shoes in a year. They sell them and wait for a year, maybe two or three years. Datang is a big place, so you can't just give them to one place."

People in Yimeng will answer questions if they have any questions. They don't care what other people do with shoes, they are only responsible for sending them.

Shan Wuwei is no problem, and he saluted, the Yimeng hurriedly repaid the courtesy, and left with the old vest, and told others that the master was kind.

"There is such a way of doing things." Shan Wuwei found that he had learned it, and he liked to learn.

Use advertisements to provide clothes to others, and then give them to people without shoes.

The key is that the words written on the shoes are Datang, not Yimeng.

The imperial court has a different perception of Yimeng. No one will find trouble with Yimeng, and the people of Datang will feel that the imperial court is thinking of them.

At the same time, he knew that Yimeng’s management was not ordinary.

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