At the Imperial College.
The Imperial College students came back from their vacation. The Imperial College was bustling with noise and excitement. The students who were friends with each other were very excited. After not seeing each other for a month, they were very close.
Zu Mingjun was wearing a thin shirt. He stared at Meton's T-shirt and then looked down at himself.
"What kind of clothes are you wearing?" Zu Mingjun asked in disbelief.
The purpose of the field break was to show the importance of agriculture and let the students go home to experience the basics of agriculture. The weather was getting hot and many students needed to go home to change into summer clothes.
Zu Mingjun had just used the opportunity of the field break to go back to his hometown. When he came back, he found that Chang 'an City had been dominated by a new type of summer clothes — the Compassion T-shirt.
Not only Meton and the others, but many students who stayed in Chang 'an City were the same.
"Don't worry, I've already prepared a set for you." Qin Huaiyu said proudly.
Now Qin Huaiyu and the other two were very proud. The popularity of the Compassion T-shirt in Chang 'an City was due to the three of them. At that time, Meton was building a swimming pool in the Imperial Palace. The three of them led the way in Chang' an City and started the trend with their own strength.
T-shirt, ice cream, and swimming pool. Zu Mingjun enjoyed the whole set of summer clothes that Meton had carefully designed. He lay in the pool and did not want to get up again.
"From now on, this young master won't be afraid of summer anymore!" Zu Mingjun shouted comfortably as he lay in the pool of the Mo Estate.
Not only Zu Mingjun, but the other Imperial College students also did the same. In such hot weather, no one could resist the power of the three summer clothes. In a moment, the whole Imperial College was dominated by the Compassion T-shirts. Almost everyone was wearing one.
The beginning of the field break was similar to the summer vacation in the modern world. It was also the beginning of a semester.
Every time this happened, Kong Yingda would gather the Imperial College students and give them a lecture. However, this time, Kong Yingda looked at the Imperial College students with anger.
As a disciple of the Confucian school of thought, the most beautiful clothing was the Confucian robes. Now, more than half of the students in the Imperial College had been conquered by a strange outfit, and it was said that this outfit was made by Mo Jiazi.
Kong Yingda couldn't help but sweep his gaze over, and when he saw Meton in Class C, he couldn't help but be slightly taken aback. He discovered that the perpetrator of all this, Mo Jiazi, was actually properly dressed in Confucian robes.
"In the future, all Imperial College students must wear Confucian robes when they are in the Imperial College. Otherwise, they will be severely punished." Kong Yingda had nowhere to vent his anger, so he could only vent it on the other students.
"Ah!"
All the Imperial College students sighed. They could only appreciate the benefits of wearing T-shirts. If they had to wear traditional clothes, it would be like suffering. In addition, they usually had to study in the same room, which made things worse.
"If you can't even endure this little bit of hardship, how can you talk about serving the country?" Kong Yingda coldly snorted and roared angrily.
Kong Yingda controlled the power of the Imperial College, and the lifeblood of these students. No matter how dissatisfied these students were, they still couldn't resist.
"You're really cunning." On the stage, Kong Yingda was talking non-stop. Below the stage, Zu Mingjun looked at Meton with disdain. Meton had insidiously led him down the wrong path, and he himself had obediently put on Confucian robes to escape.
Meton smiled and couldn't help but laugh in his heart. In the more than ten years of his previous life, which student didn't wear Confucian robes on the first day of school? As for after today, it was hard to say.
"Don't take any chances. The Libation Chancellor is a man of his words. Since he said it in front of everyone, then he will naturally abide by it." After Zu Mingjun learned of Meton's intentions, he sneered and said.
"Then what should we do?" Qin Huaiyu and the other two people were immediately dissatisfied. After wearing T-shirts, who still wanted to wear the tightly wrapped Confucian robes?
"The weather is so hot. If a student gets a heatstroke, I don't believe the Headmaster will have the heart to do this." Meton said as if he didn't care.
Cheng Chumo couldn't help but give Meton a thumbs-up. The three people suddenly laughed tacitly.
"You are all future officials of the Tang dynasty, and you have just returned from the field vacation. I believe you have all heard that His Majesty has personally issued the Food Price Protection Order." Kong Yingda said loudly.
He gave all the credit to Li Shimin, but he didn't mention the article of Teacher Li in the Mo Journal.
The Food Price Protection Order was the lowest purchase price of grain proposed by Su Lingnong, and the highest selling price of grain merchants. At the same time, it assisted the Changping Warehouse and the Charity Warehouse to formulate the measures to protect the food price. Once it was introduced, it was immediately cheered by countless people and had a far-reaching impact in Chang 'an.
"This is a good government!"
The students of the Imperial College naturally had a keen political mind. Whether or not they were from a landowning family, they had to admit that this was very beneficial to the Tang dynasty.
"For the first class of the semester, please write an article on the basis of agriculture and mulberry."
"We will follow the Headmaster's order!" The students immediately responded.
Kong Yingda arranged the first class of the semester based on Li Shimin's Food Price Protection Order. In Chang 'an, there were also people talking about the Food Price Protection Order.
Du Mansion.
At this time, the Du Mansion was not Du Ruhui's Lai Public House, but Du Yan's.
In the living room of the Du Mansion, Wei Changde was anxiously pacing back and forth.
"Brother Du, what should we do? If we really rely on this price to buy grain, then all our hard work will be in vain for those bumpkins." Wei Changde said angrily.
The price of each dou was only three copper coins, and they were responsible for the transportation, storage, and sales. The Food Price Protection Order seemed to be a good deal, but in fact, it was the loss of these grain merchants' interests. Although there was still profit, it was much less than the previous price difference of nearly three times. Of course, these aristocratic families did not want to work hard and in the end, let the bumpkins they usually looked down on take advantage of them.
"His Majesty has already issued an imperial edict. We will naturally follow it." Du Yan said helplessly. At this time, what was done could not be undone. The Emperor had already published this order to the world, and naturally, it could not be changed.
Wei Changde opened his mouth and suddenly could not speak. Although they usually dared to remonstrate with Li Shimin, it was on the basis that Li Shimin naturally would not do anything to them. But if someone dared to do something that would endanger the foundation of the Tang dynasty, Li Shimin was not a soft-hearted person. He was an Emperor who had been on the battlefield all his life.
"I'm warning you, if you dare to tamper with the price of grain, I estimate that even Imperial Concubine Wei may not be able to save you." Du Yan warned. The biggest reason why Wei Changde could sit firmly in the position of the head of the Wei family was that he was Imperial Concubine Wei's brother.
Wei Changde's face suddenly turned pale. He shook his head and said, "Of course, but His Majesty can control the price of grain we buy, but he can't control whether we buy grain or not."
Du Yan's eyes flashed and he blurted out, "You mean the Wei and Du families will not buy grain this time?"
Wei Changde smiled and said, "It's not just you and me, there are many families!"
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