The Great Tang: World Martial God

Early April.

The sun also seemed to become a little hot and dry.

The army rehabilitated in Datong for one day, and then set off again, heading towards Chang'an.

Straddling on the bumpy horseback, Tang Hao took out a few cotton plants picked from the grassland and looked at it in his hand.

At this time, cotton has been planted in Datang, but the cotton is happy and it is mostly found in the western regions of the border.

To say that this cotton was introduced into the Central Plains region, the earliest time was at the end of the Song Dynasty and the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty.

As for the strain Tang Hao found, most of them were brought by vendors from the Western Regions and scattered on the grassland.

Looking at the lump of soft cotton and the full black seeds wrapped in it, Tang Hao showed a smile.

Cotton clothes will be worn this winter.

Li Wanqing, who was beside her, pressed her lips tightly, but she didn't feel like an arrow to the Chang'an that was about to arrive.

On the contrary, the closer you get to Chang'an, the more intense the anxiety in your heart.

Li Wanqing knew very well that after Tang Hao returned to Chang'an, his father would personally raise the issue of reconciliation.

At that time, the fate between himself and Tang Hao became extremely subtle.

At this moment, Li Wanqing was eager to find out some words to have a few words with Tang Hao, even if it was a small chat.

As he turned his head, he watched Tang Hao smile stupidly at the two white cotton balls, with a hint of suspicion on his face.

"This is Bai Diezi? I saw my father plant it in the flower garden earlier."

Hearing the sound of questioning, Tang Hao was a little surprised and turned his head slowly.

Unexpectedly, this cotton actually had this name in ancient times.

But Tang Hao was not surprised that Li Wanqing knew this kind of plant.

At this time, some wealthy families in the south of Datang who like flowers will collect cotton for viewing.

Li Jing is an important minister in the DPRK, and it is not surprising that some officials sent a few flowers.

Seeing that Tang Hao didn't say a word, but carefully holding the cotton ball in his arms, it seemed to be very precious.

Seeing this, Li Wanqing felt a little smug in her heart.

Since getting to know Tang Hao, it seems that Tang Hao knows everything and is omnipotent.

This time, he finally discovered something that Tang Hao didn't know.

Thinking of this, Li Wan cleared her throat, glanced at Tang Hao, and smiled.

"Don't look at this flower as white as snow, soft as cotton, but it doesn't have any fragrance."

"Furthermore, this flower blooms once a year, and it will be gone next year."

After listening to Li Wanqing's reminder, Tang Hao smiled faintly and said.

"This flower can be of great use."

"It's not what you said. As long as you are willing to plant this flower, it will be like our Datang wheat grains. It will be there every year."

Hearing this, Li Wanqing frowned her eyebrows slightly, surprised, but even more curious.

"What's the use?"

Hearing this, Tang Hao smiled mysteriously and said.

"If you want to know, wait for this winter, you will know."

Seeing Tang Hao's mystery, Li Wanqing raised her mouth and snorted disdainfully.

This time, it wasn't that Tang Hao was reluctant to talk about it, but that Tang Hao didn't dare to guarantee that these bunches of cotton would be able to grow good seedlings.

If you can't even grow seedlings, don't even mention cotton-padded quilts.

In this aristocratic family where silk is popular, there is no warm clothing like cotton.

But for soldiers and soldiers, going to the frontier will inevitably endure the test of the cold.

Lightweight clothing such as cotton clothes can completely replace the stitched fur.

...

Changan.

Great victory in the north.

Tang Hao stepped into the palace of the Golden Tent again, breaking the East Turkic army, and the news that the Turkic people surrendered to the Tang had already spread throughout the imperial city.

Even if the army led by Tang Hao did not return.

The people in the city have already cheered for joy.

Many Chang'an citizens hung the festive vermilion silk ribbon on the treetops to welcome the triumphant victory of the champion of the Tang Dynasty.

In the imperial city, Jin Wuwei was busy organizing the entrance ceremony of the army.

In the entire imperial city, many Chinese people straightened their waists when walking, and were proud of being a Chinese.

Those foreign merchants who are still in the imperial city are even more polite to the people of Datang, and there are bursts of admiration and admiration in their eyes.

In the Palace of Weiguo.

Li Jing had mixed joys and sorrows, holding the wrinkled envelope, and reading the He Li Shu countless times, she felt extremely entangled in her heart.

This boy who had been farming in the countryside originally brought him back to Chang'an by himself.

Nowadays, when he has achieved fame and fame, he has to push out this young man with a halo.

In his heart, Li Jing was unwilling in every way.

However, as time went by, and Tang Hao repeatedly made war exploits, the anxiety in Li Jing's heart grew stronger.

Hong Fu Nu looked at the figure standing at the entrance of the hall and slowly walked forward and said.

"Husband, do you think about it?"

Wang Wang had asked this question, his wife had asked, and even Li Jing himself had asked himself.

This letting go can take off the shell of this superfluous son-in-law and give Tang Hao an innocent reputation.

But it is also tantamount to letting Tang Hao go, wandering in this world without the constraints of the Li family.

As for whether Tang Hao will marry her baby daughter again, Hong Fu has no bottom in her heart, and Li Jing also has no bottom in her heart.

There is another secret about the royal family that Li Jing could not tell.

After visiting the embarrassing Princess Changle, Li Jing suddenly found that Tang Wang's jewel in the palm of his hand, he also had some affection for Tang Hao.

Li Jing knew very well that the king of Tang was thinking of Li Jiawu, so he deliberately did not mention Princess Changle.

But if Tang Wang didn't say it, Li Jing had to do it.

He couldn't let the Li family become a stumbling block in Tang Hao's prospects.

Marrying a princess and joining the royal family might be Tang Hao's best belonging.

Li Jing grasped the hand of He Lishu, squeezed tighter, and gradually strengthened his eyes, said.

"Think about it."