Because of Leng Rui's joining, the circle of gentlemen can completely let go of themselves.

The law of the country is ruthless, they can't do big things, and as for that kind of small mistake, they are unscrupulous to commit it. No matter what bad things are done, the end result is nothing more than losing money.

At the beginning, Leng Rui was still responsible for it alone, but later the gentlemen may feel that it is too unrighteous, and slowly scramble to pay for it.

When he made a mistake and paid for it to become the AA system, Leng Rui had already lost 60,000 gold coins.

Looking at his youngest son who became respectful when he entered the dream, Leng Feng laughed: "It's okay, 60,000 gold coins have caused a coal mine with an annual profit of 10,000 gold coins, and a rafting attraction with an annual profit of 5,000 gold coins. ”

Leng Rui smiled slightly: "Naturally not, I found that the gentlemen are not useless." Now the big family covets the position in Chang'an, but they don't care much about the local position. The family property that these gentlemen receive is generally local. In Chang'an, our family can be regarded as the most powerful in words, but when you come to the place, if you don't come forward, I am still not qualified as a concubine. If I have a good relationship with these gentlemen, it will be much simpler for me to develop local industries and open up trade routes in various places in the future. ”

Xiaocai smiled happily, and Liu Shuwen was also very satisfied.

Liu Shuwen didn't care about the fact that the Leng family didn't distinguish between concubines and concubines, even if her husband opened the treasury and let her youngest son behave indiscriminately, she was not unhappy.

At this time, seeing that Leng Ruiming was spending a lot of time on his face, but secretly made his own industry and paved the way for the future, he couldn't help but feel that the Leng family did not have a stupid person from the old to the young.

"If you persist for a few more years, your immature industry will be handed over to Xiao Yuan to take care of first, no matter what, you still have to go to the Academy of Literature." When you enter the academy, it's okay to do nonsense when you take a break from bathing. ”

Leng Rui smiled and nodded, although being a gentleman made him lose time to study, but he was still very happy to play around all day. He has already determined the path he wants to take in the future, and it would be good if he indulged before this and gave himself the capital to live a leisurely life.

The Tang Dynasty has formed its own fixed model, the emperor works hard, wholeheartedly regulates the people's livelihood and improves the lives of the people, and the civil officials swallow saliva when they see the title, and always want to do their best to exchange their political achievements for a title. The generals supervise the training of the army on weekdays, take precautions, and when they rise, they lead the troops to the border to release a few thunderbolts. As for accidentally putting it on the territory of a neighboring country, it is not something for them to consider, and naturally there are civil officials who send letters to explain the stupidity of the military generals. It's just that a letter of apology is full of threats in its wording.

The big cannibals and the Turks didn't know what consensus they had reached, but they actually took the initiative to give up a small piece of land to the Turks, and the Turks also took out a piece of land by themselves and set up a no-man's land between their own land and the land of the Tang Dynasty. Datang's occasional demonstrations really scared them, for fear that one day Datang would find an excuse to go around their country.

The fighting on the islands of the Wa Kingdom finally stopped, and the Silla Baekje people formed a political system similar to that of the United States with the Wa Kingdom. Because after playing red eye for a while, they found that even if they decided the winner, it was useless. Datang wants silver and gold, they can only open mines to dig, and once they slack off, they will have a terrifying weapon to help them open the mountain.

Feng Ang couldn't hold it anymore, and didn't write a recital before leaving, but sent two letters to Chang'an. One is for the emperor and the other is for Leng Feng. No one could see the letter to the emperor, but soon after, Feng Zhidai inherited Feng An's title and did not descend, and Li Chengqian also married one of his younger sisters to Feng Zhidai's younger brother. The most important thing is that a large number of officials have entered Lingnan, and the influence of local families has been wiped out.

As for the letter to Leng Feng, Leng Feng laughed after reading it. The black-faced old guy died frankly, and said that if he couldn't drink Leng Feng's wine to commemorate him in any year, he would go to Chang'an in person, and ask him if he had forgotten his friendship.

In the first half of the fifth year of Yong'an, Feng Ang died, Li Daozong died, and Liu Hongji unfortunately got a stroke and died.

The death of Zhenguan ministers is always one after another, Wei Zheng and Li Xiaogong are seriously ill at the same time, Li Xiaogong struggles to survive, but Wei Zheng dies.

As Emperor Zhenguan, Li Shimin is the most uncomfortable one. When he said that he would be rich and rich, he achieved it. But watching his courtiers leave one by one, he couldn't do anything but attend the funeral in person.

The fate of the founding heroes is generally not very good, but Datang is one of the exceptions, Li Shimin was conceited to live longer than these people, and there was no rabbit and dog cooking, but after it was realized, he found that he was not happy.

Death also seems to be contagious, Li Shimin is sad for the death of the old ministers one by one, and Leng Feng also has to wear filial piety clothes to attend Mr. Wenzhu's funeral.

Mr. Wenzhu was the youngest one in the great Confucian at the beginning of the establishment of the Academy of Literature, and he always said that he looked at the statues of old gentlemen such as Han Chongwen and Yu Huanzhi and lacked one, and he did not get his wish until now.

The death of the old gentleman at the beginning of the founding of the Academy of Literature was naturally a major event, and Li Chengqian generously gave all the officials of the Academy a holiday, as long as there was no major matter to deal with, they could temporarily leave their posts to attend the funeral.

Wang Xuance is back, Zheng Cheng is back, and even Liu Rong is wearing a mask to attend the funeral. Although they are not the direct disciples of the old man, they have been more or less guided by the old man.

All of them were vegetarian, Leng Feng at the beginning, and the servants from the Academy of Literature were all wearing filial piety clothes, and 10,000 people were sent to the coffin, and the grief was to the extreme.

In fact, it is wrong to attribute all the success of the Academy of Literature to Leng Feng, although Leng Feng provided an opportunity and impetus for the establishment of the Academy of Literature, but it is these pure literati who really work hard.

They have a broad mind to include all kinds of disciplines brought by Leng Feng, even if many people think it is nonsense biology, the old gentlemen have never belittled it.

After the funeral, some of the students who got ahead were left behind by Leng Feng, ready to let the old gentlemen see their achievements.

"Mr. Han, you always think that it is a waste for students to become officials, so they should all be sent to the opening hall. But now it seems, you are confused after all. Look at these magistrates, which one does not let the people under his rule live and work in peace and contentment, and which one does not send the people to each other when he leaves office..."

"Mr. Yu, you always say that the education of the world cannot be achieved in four or five hundred years, even if only one state is opened, it will take two or three hundred years. It's a pity that your old man slipped away, but he didn't see what happened now, the junior school of the Academy of Literature has now opened along the Yangtze River, and it is estimated that in another twenty or thirty years, even Lingnan will fall..."

For these old gentlemen who have unreservedly pinned their lifelong wishes on the Academy of Literature, there is nothing more joyful than seeing their disciples make contributions and see schools open everywhere.

Others came to worship with sad faces, only Leng Feng took a few students to sit cross-legged in front of the tombstone, smiling happily.

No one blamed him, even the descendants of several old gentlemen prepared some fine wine and sent it to the tomb, kneeling down to thank Leng Feng for what he had done. They know that incense, candles, and paper money, even if a cart is burned, are not as good as a few words from the protector of the country, and a few laughs make the deceased feel comfortable.