The sunrise and sunset are three hundred and six, and the cycle starts from the beginning. When the grass and trees wither and flourish are divided into four, there are twelve circles in one year. This is the most simple song of counting the day, in front of him, all the prosperity and decline of the world are just a change of the sun and the moon.

The Tang Dynasty entered the Zhenguan six years in the wind and rain, the sword and sword shadow on the grassland were endless all day long, Xue Yantuo and Tuyuhun still showed their fangs to the Western Turks, and the Western Turks hurriedly stopped killing each other and formed a coalition to deal with their former servants.

It has been four years since Yun Ye came to this world. The nineteen-year-old young man is already the Marquis of the Tang Dynasty, this is an outlier, dressed in a scarlet robe, standing among the bigwigs of the dynasty, his heroic spirit is not inferior to others, and a young face in the middle of the old face looks so dazzling.

'What are you doing on tiptoe, there are no rules. Standing next to him, Niu Jinda dragged him, told him to behave, don't stand on tiptoe and look arrogant, there are seniors everywhere, don't let people think that he is proud to the point that no one is in sight

Shrink your neck and stand up quickly, Lao Niu has already criticized several times today, Yun Ye doesn't want to provoke the old man and cause trouble for himself.

It's just a sacrifice to the sky, and I don't know what gods are waiting for the most luxurious banquet in the gray sky.

Such a ceremony, Li Er has to carry out once a year, but this year is a little special, there are not only three animals on the table, but also a few round potatoes, the royal family after three years of cultivation, finally cultivated enough seeds, the official field planted all this thing, it is said that it is enough to plant a thousand acres.

Yun Ye was happy in his heart, the Han Han at home was not angry when he destroyed the alfalfa grass, Xiaodong was counting the money with the jar again, and when he saw Yun Ye coming, he hurriedly hid behind him, lowered his head and waited for his brother to teach him a lesson, but he didn't expect his brother to take the jar and take a look. He threw two silver cakes into the jar, and the leaves fell so gracefully, and the dust was beautiful, and mixed in the dust was like a monster driving the clouds, or a yellow wind monster. The hated Chang'an City is festive when it looks at it today.

The bad luck of the past few years has been swept away, and Li Anlan gave birth to a chubby son in the end, a full seven pounds and six taels, and it can be seen from her letter that she completely looks like a hero who lays eggs by a hen.

The letter concludes with a statement. If Xin Yue can't give birth to a son. His son Li Rong can inherit the incense to Yun Ye, and it is no problem to change his name to Yun Rong.

Having a son is enough, Li Anlan will naturally open his mouth when he has a son, and he will be bold when he wants things: his body is weak after giving birth, and he needs 5,000 loads of food to make up for it. The child is not in good health, always getting sick, and needs some medicinal herbs. In short, it's all based on the car, and I don't know what's wrong with my son, so I want such medicinal materials. It's enough to eat for two lifetimes.

The child does not have a clay toy from his father, and he always cries and is scared, which makes people's hearts sour, even if he receives a hundred catties of gold, it is not uncommon, and he wants a car of clay sculptures. The child must be sent over when he is 100 days old, and on that day, she, the mother, will invite all the bureaucrats who can be invited in Lingnan and tell them that the king of the bureaucrats is born, although they can only cry and feed, but if anyone does not listen to the king's instructions, the consequences will be extremely tragic.

The newborn child, the servants in the family are not enough, the servants are rough and will not take care of the children, or the servants of the Yun family are easy to call, and the old servants of the Yun family are named, not those new servants, it is also a problem that the child has no one to protect, and thirty more pairs of armor must be sent, as long as the Mingguang armor is called.

In addition to the armor, the old grandmother completely agreed, five thousand loads of food is enough for something, doesn't the Yun family have a shopkeeper in Weizhou, hurry up and send it over, and raise it from the local area.

The child's small clothes filled two carts, and Yun Ye pinched the clay figurines that he had been baking hard in the kiln for a day, and sent them over together. In order to get a good background, Liu Jinbao volunteered to go to Lingnan and took away six guards, all of whom were the youngest sons of the family, and there was no hope of inheriting the family business, so he could only go to Lingnan to fight.

Yun San was specially sent to take care of the little young master, and his wife went with him, leaving Yun Ye, this guy didn't see the slightest sadness, but was very energetic. "Boy, why will you be like a monkey for a while, and like a fool for a while, talking to yourself without saying anything, and smirking, there must be something good that can't be done, tell the old man, it's rare and tight."

Lao Cheng leaned his head over, his position was much higher than that of Yun Ye and Lao Niu, and he leaned over somehow, as if he had been paying attention to Yun Ye for a long time. "Uncle Cheng, Uncle Niu, after the sacrifice, let's go to Xinghuafang, the little nephew will cook a few side dishes, let's drink a few cups, I am happy, but it is inconvenient to say here."

Lao Cheng, Lao Niu thought so, nodded, and continued to stand up and listen to Li Er's long nonsense to God.

The family and the country are all over the world, in Rong is worshipping, Yun Ye believes that every time he sacrifices to the sky, Li Er is sincerely respectful, starts to eat fast three days in advance, and bathes every morning and evening.

The huge brass horn sounded, the voice was low, hovering low like a crow, every time Li Er had to stand on the highest place, open his arms to embrace the world, and those shirtless wrestlers would beat the cowhide giant drum, then the gong, and finally the copper horn finale.

Burning paper money, Yun Ye didn't know when it started, he went to ask the historian, Chu Suiliang scoffed at Yun Ye's question, in his opinion, as long as a person is born, he should burn paper for his ancestors, Yun Ye asked this question, it is against filial piety.

Not only did he despise it, but Kong Yingda, who overheard the conversation next to him, also squinted at Yun Ye, as if he had seen a lump of stool, in their opinion, filial piety is what people themselves should have, just like why people have two hands. "But the paper was not created by the eunuchs until the Eastern Han Dynasty, could it be that before this, we burned bamboo slips? Before that, we burned tortoise shells? Stele? Or bronze? "The erector is unreasonable," the two old guys are completely unreasonable, he doesn't care whether things are in line with reality or not, he only knows that filial piety is greater than the sky, which is the basis why people are called people.

The lamb kneels and the crow feeds back, all of which are beautiful scenery in the world, and only an unscrupulous person like Yun Ye who is poor and inquisitive is a shame in the world.

Lao Cheng, Lao Niu watched the excitement with a smile, and pretended not to see the argument between Yun Ye and several Su Ru.

Yun Ye really wanted to tell them that anything in this world can find out the root cause, but it is not okay to be confused, just like the Yun's brick-burning method recorded by Chu Suiliang, all of which are just six words, and mud into Fan to burn it.

That's right, just six words, this guy who has mastered the content of the most important classics of the Tang Dynasty recorded a huge invention that has a great effect on the country's military economy.

I don't know who can burn bricks according to these six words, but the following records of Yun Ye's ins and outs, ancestors, and origins are extremely detailed, ancestral tables, and Yun Dingxing, the bastard, are all impressive. This is a disgrace to history and a discredit to the Yun family.

"Dengshan Gong, Bo Shi Gong, the Yun family's small family is really not elegant, the kid only hopes that when you study the Yun family, the Yun family will be just a stroke, it's not worth your extra pen and ink, just those brick-making, cement-making, engineering construction methods, please take a lot of pain, write them down, pass them on to future generations, and benefit future generations is a big deal."

Chu Suiliang and Yu Shinan looked at each other and smiled, and said to Yun Ye: "The lineage of the princes is a major event to show fame and show ancestry, how many people can't wait to go back to three generations, why don't you be filial to this?" ”

"The two gentlemen have learned through the past and the present, have seen and learned, not a boy, a yellow-mouthed child can be compared, the kid just thinks that those strange and pornographic skills, since they can strengthen the country and enrich the people's livelihood, they should have more words to describe it, just six words, it is really not exhaustive of the mysteries, if the inheritance is broken, it will be a big loss for our nation, the kid would rather his family be unknown forever, than the hard work of those academies is buried."

In the future, if anyone dares to say that Yun Ye is a loser, what are the three evils of Chang'an, etc., the old man will definitely slap him with a big mouth. Yu Shinan stepped forward and handed the board to his left hand, patted Yun Ye twice on the shoulder, took out a book from his sleeve, slapped it in Yun Ye's hand, laughed and walked away with Chu Suiliang.

The book has no name, just a hard leather on the outside, and when the first page is opened, a line of text meets Yun Ye's eyes.

In the spring of the fourth year of Zhenguan, there was a stranger disciple Yun Ye, who gathered the wisdom of hundreds of workers and did things that people could not do with ingenuity...... The kiln produces 10,000 bricks, 10,000 bricks a day, 10 million bricks, rises high-rise buildings, builds a city, and is very good.

Yun Ye flipped through the book again, only to see the planting of potatoes, the use of Yunjia fertilizer, the car, the method of piercing the nose of the ploughing cattle, and the planting of winter vegetables.

With the heart of a villain, Yun Ye, who was ashamed, put the book in his arms, caught up with Chu, and Yu gave a big smile, and rushed into the prayer hall with his hands.

This is the warmest gift Yun Ye received from Datang's official for the first time, no need to be precious, just be attentive.

I haven't done anything else over the years, I just want to tell everyone in Datang that don't forget every contribution you have made to the world, even the tiniest one, you also need to remember that the accumulation of quantity will lead to qualitative changes.

It seems that they understand, this is enough, the citizens of Chang'an now know that they have power, and the servants of the noble merchants are getting better day by day.

No one will kill servants at will, and the age of killing people like slaughtering dogs will eventually come to an end.

As long as we keep the current practice, it is not a dream to keep everyone fed.

The long horn wanted to sound again, Yun Ye prayed to God seriously for the first time, Lao Tzu was finally a member of the Tang Dynasty. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation. )

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