After solving the "internal problem" of the mojiazi, the whole Chinese Army immediately restored harmony. Now they are as black as crows in the world.
No, it should be said that mojiazi's crow is darker. In terms of practical value, mojiazi's interests are even more greedy than Hou Junji.
Hou Junji looked around and Zhou Lang said, "there is only one topic to be discussed this time, that is, the war of the western expedition is over. It's time to report victory to the imperial court."
"Report success!"
The generals could not help showing their joy. Now Gaochang has fallen all over the country, and the Western Turks have fled thousands of miles. All the strategies of the Tang army's western expedition have been achieved, and they have won a great victory. This is a great victory.
Moreover, I believe that this successful report will certainly satisfy the court, and all generals can reward them on merit.
Xue Wanjun nodded his head in support and said, "we have been thousands of miles away from the Tang Dynasty, and the communication is not smooth. I'm afraid the chaotang hall has been anxious for a long time. Our good news must reassure your majesty and the public security of the chaotang hall."
"Yes, now Gaochang has made up his mind. As for how to deal with Gaochang and Qu Zhisheng, it still needs to be decided by the court. I'll wait to write. Just listen to the order." Niu JINDA said rudely. Other generals nodded one after another. They just marched and fought. How to deal with Gaochang next depends on the court's decision.
Hou Junji nodded and said, "in that case, the general will send a good report to chaotang."
Soon, in full view of the generals, a detailed success report has been written. Hou Junji listed the merits of the generals one by one. Of course, the most thick ink and light color is the firearm prison led by mojiazi. After all, such achievements can not be covered in a single blow to the city.
With the quick issuance of the victory report, the generals dispersed one after another. What they have to do next is to stabilize the situation in Gaochang and wait for the next order of the imperial court.
Mojiazi was not idle. After the meeting, he directly led Zhang Mu to the cotton workshop and wine workshop in Gaochang city for a comprehensive takeover.
The generals who got the news couldn't help smiling. As we all know, Zhang Mu is a craftsman brought into the firearm prison by the Mohist school. He is proficient in all kinds of ink skills. Once Zhang Mu comes out, the two ink skills on which Gaochang became famous have no secret to the Mohist school.
"This is the white fold? It's really good!" Merton picked up a beautiful white fold in Gaochang white fold workshop and said with praise.
"Hui mohou! This white diezi weaving technology was introduced by King Gaochang from Tianzhu. It's an honor to evaluate the villain with a good sentence from mohou." the manager of the cotton workshop nearby said excitedly.
It is reasonable to say that as the culprit of breaking Gaochang City, the people of Gaochang should gnash their teeth at the Mohist family. However, the attitude of Gaochang's industry is difficult to understand. The Mohist family is their legend and the leader of the industry. Even in Gaochang, it is still famous, and all kinds of deeds are widely spread.
Especially this time, Mozi used gunpowder to show the strength of craftsmen and conquered the industrial world of Gaochang at once.
"This method is very different from Datang's textile technology. After introducing Datang, it must be improved by mutual confirmation." Merton nodded.
The steward of the cotton Workshop on one side moved in his heart and said eagerly in his eyes: "please be kind to mohou. I wonder if the villain can follow mohou to Datang."
"You also want to go to Datang?" Merton was surprised.
This time he mainly took away blacksmiths and carpenters. As for the cotton workshop, the mojiazi mainly studied technology and collected excellent cotton seeds. They did not ask to take away the people in these cotton workshops, and Datang did not lack such people at all. They did not expect that the other party would take the initiative to ask to go to Datang.
The steward of the workshop nodded and said, "that's nature. Datang is the land of the Central Plains and the richest place in the world. Who doesn't want to go?"
All the cotton spinning craftsmen around nodded and couldn't help showing their longing. Although Gaochang was much richer than the surrounding countries, the craftsmen at the bottom still had a hard time.
Merton suddenly realized that the international status of the Tang Dynasty is much higher than that of the United States in future generations. Naturally, it has become a place everyone yearns for, not to mention that they are following the famous Mohist family this time.
"But now Mojia village is no longer involved in cotton spinning business." Merton wondered.
The cotton spinning craftsmen could not help but look disappointed. This was the best chance for them to get rid of their fate. There were constant wars in the western regions. There was no stability in the Central Plains.
"However, in the northwest, there is a Majia village engaged in cotton textile business. If you like, Mo can place you there, and Mo can ensure that you have no worries about food and clothing." Merton moved in his heart and thought of the leisure chess he inadvertently arranged.
Majia village has just sprung up. I'm afraid it's the time to need manpower, and Gaochang skilled cotton textile craftsmen are probably the talents urgently needed by Majia village.
"As long as we can enter Datang, we can't expect to enter Chang'an." the manager of the cotton Workshop said happily. As long as they can enter Datang, they will be satisfied, not to mention the work arranged by mojiazi himself.
Surprisingly, the craftsmen of the cotton workshop who should not have been taken away scrambled to enter Datang, while the wine craftsmen named by the mojiazi to bring back Datang were extremely resistant to going to Datang and even destroyed their secret skills, so that there was no small storm.
When Merton arrived at the wine workshop, he saw the two sides of the stalemate.
"Excuse me, young master. Zhang Mu let the young master down." Zhang Mu came forward and apologized again and again.
"What's going on?" Morton frowned.
Zhang Mu had to tell the whole story with a bitter smile. At the beginning, he went to the wine workshop to make wine. The secret recipe was very uncoordinated by the winemakers, and even destroyed the brewing process.
Although he was quite accomplished in ink, he only mastered 80% of the secret skills of making wine, and one or two top secret processes were secretly hidden by the winemaker.
Moreover, many winemakers are reluctant to go to Datang. It is one thing to know the secret skills, but it is another thing to be able to brew wine. It is necessary to have experienced winemakers to make successful grape wine. In addition, Zhang Mu is not a military duty and is kind-hearted. This has caused such a big storm.
"We can make wine for mohou, but the winemaking workshop must stay in Gaochang, and we must not go to Datang." an old winemaker with gray hair insisted, even in the face of the famous Mohu family.
Merton stared at the old winemaker in front of him and immediately realized that he was the backbone of the wine workshop. He frowned and said: "Mo acknowledges that Gaochang wine has its own uniqueness. However, it is a long way from Gaochang to Datang. Only rich places such as Chang'an and Luoyang can have sales. Its transportation cost is more than ten times the brewing cost. Once the wine workshop is moved to Datang, the price can be reduced and the Datang market can be opened up. That is the brilliant road of wine in the future."
In this era, the biggest cost is the transportation cost. Gaochang is too far away from Datang. How much are grapes? Seven thousand miles at a time is the biggest cost of wine.
The old winemaker said with a bitter smile: "mohou is worthy of the name of turning stone into gold. A word points out the weakness of Gaochang wine. Lao Lao also believes that wine will be carried forward in the hands of mohaizi. If I didn't want to give up those fruit farmers, I would follow mohou without hesitation."
"Fruit grower?" Merton was not surprised. Only then did he understand the reason why the old winemaker refused to go to Datang.
The old winemaker nodded: "Yes, Gaochang has a unique climate and is rich in grapes. However, how many grapes can Gaochang consume alone? Besides, grapes can't be used as food. Helpless, Gaochang brews grapes into wine in exchange for money and food. Once we leave and the winery closes, those fruit farmers will suffer heavy losses and have no livelihood. Please mohou Haihan and love the people of Gaochang."
The old winemaker obviously has some knowledge, and even the universal love concept of Mohism has been moved out.
Merton couldn't help laughing at his words and said, "what's the difficulty? If Mo finds a livelihood for grape farmers and earns even more than making wine, can the old man go to Datang at ease.
"Earn more than making wine." the old winemaker was stunned.
Merton got up and wiped his sweat. Now it's just the beginning of summer. Gaochang is already unbearably hot. Bursts of heat waves hit. Merton can't help thinking of a famous food in later generations, a unique food that can only be produced in this basin in the country - raisins.