The sage was thinking about it, and saw that He Zhichun had already asked Yang Lizheng to take the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and the sage's poetic desire to come out suddenly found an outlet, and with a wave of the pen, he wrote a poem. It was not enough to finish writing, and let those officials who were quick and thoughtful also come forward to write a poem.

He Zhichun was speechless in her heart, she didn't understand at first, Mei Lan Zhuju looked at it every year, how could these people still be poetic at first sight.

Later, she felt that she had figured it out, and you thought, if you take a few flowers, and the master says that you will come and make a poem, and you don't know what kind of variety it is, and you still write poems? Wouldn't it be embarrassing if everyone couldn't do it!

Meilan Zhuju is different, we think about a few poems on weekdays, when the host family says to come and write a poem, all of them are quick, reciting like a stream, and the masterpieces are frequent, isn't it elegant and beautiful?

He Zhichun felt that it must be like this, because she couldn't see a flower and write a poem immediately!

"Daddy and the villagers chant poems together, it is really an elegant thing, there are also nursery rhymes about plum blossoms in this village, why not let the village children in school, write it down, and then expand the poems that everyone sings today on the tablet, so that future generations can reproduce today's grand occasion."

The saint is comfortable, and he accidentally wants to leave his name in history again, Tianbao, this girl, is extravagant and wasteful......

The hundred officials are comfortable, and if they are not careful, they will become famous again, and they don't need to pay a certain amount of money anyway......

The people of Xiaoyang Village are excited, oh my God, their village is going to be famous, who will come to see it in the future, squatting at the entrance of the village to buy road money will be issued!

King Jin turned his head and looked, his mouth was crooked, He Zhili was still there to draw a picture of the saint and the people enjoying together, his father was obviously an old man, where did he look so good! Do you have flowers in your eyes?

He Zhichun glanced at King Jin, did you see it? I didn't pay for the houses of the villagers or buy clothes for them!

The sage was in a good mood and asked with a smile, "Is there still a Mongolian school in this village?" ”

He Zhichun nodded, "There is the Heavenly Dao Academy on this mountain, and there are many students. If there is a poor family, you can come to this Mongolian school to be a master and teach the children to read and write, which is a good thing for both parties. When they grow up, they want to work for Daddy too! ”

The saint laughed, if only he could live that long!

The sage said, and when he saw the painting painted by He Zhili, he was immediately shocked, "He Aiqing, you really painted it!" ”

Baiguan stretched out his head and looked, hey, the saint is too much! Is it okay for the person in this painting to look a hundred times better than you? But after scolding, I secretly poked and poked to find myself, God! He Erlang, can you detain yourself and go back as a posthumous photo for future generations to see?

I never knew I was so handsome!

King Jin couldn't help but go looking for himself, and he was so angry when he found it! Why is it that everyone is a hundred times more beautiful, but he draws exactly like a real person...... In such a comparison, he is the ugliest!

He Zhichun smiled, see no, compared to you, I am called a spring breeze here, except for you, everyone is comfortable! You only shoot one saint when you shoot a sycophant, and I shoot a group of people, and I can deliberately miss one!

After reading the plum blossoms, the sage was the same as the King of Jin, and he went around, and the houses in Xiaoyang Village were all newly built, but they were not as neat and uniform in size as they had been seen before.

"The sage was a little curious, is this the house that Tianbao built for the people in the village? How can there be different sizes, so that these people don't suffer from inequality? ”

He Zhichun shook his head, "How can I build houses for the villagers?" Daddy asked me to come to Changtang so that the villagers could live a good life, and I could help them dig ditches and build roads. But they have to build a house and farm a farm. Otherwise, the whole world is waiting for the state to build him a house and give them money and flowers, so how can he do it? ”

"Daddy loves me and gives me a lot of powerful masons in the princess's mansion, I just let them help, as for how big it is, it depends on how much money they have, how many people in the family are, and how big they need to build."

The saint was thoughtful.

Along the way, everyone looked at the ditch in Changtang, and then looked at the newly reclaimed large wasteland, which He Zhichun planned to plant cotton in the coming year, and then went to the foot of Tiandao Academy.

At this stop, everyone felt a little like a world away.

It's so lively that it's like you've been in a market.

At the foot of the mountain, neat shops were built, and all of them had already raised their flags.

There are those who sell pen, ink, paper, inkstone, morning food, ready-to-wear and bedding, and so on.

"This is the shop of the Heavenly Dao Academy, rented to the villagers to meet the needs of the students."

It is impossible for the Heavenly Dao Academy to rely on He Zhichun to make money and support it, it has to become independent on its own. Hence the need for its own industry. And the people of Changtang and Changping counties can't starve to death just by relying on this academy.

Students come to the academy to take the exam, they have to have a place to live, right? They can live in a house......

There are so many flowers and fruit trees in the county, and there are inscriptions of saints and people, tourists come to visit, those who come from afar want to stay, and those who are near also eat and drink, by the way, mention what to go......

There are also those who come directly to Xiaoyang Village to pull goods and buy cloth. Why is Yuezhou developing so fast? Because of the opening of the port, there are more people!

The saint led the ministers down the steps all the way to the top of the mountain, and the two were also fragrant with plum blossoms, and the saint almost didn't shed tears when he came up.

He stepped forward and touched them one by one, "This is the Fist Mao, the Shivachi, the White Hoof, the Celestial Horse, the Green Horse, and the Sa Lu Purple!" This is painted by Yan Aiqing? ”

These are the six horses that accompanied the saint to make great achievements, it was his favorite, he carved such six horses to accompany the burial in front of the mausoleum he built, and when he was ten years old, Yan Erlang, the holy hand of Danqing, painted a picture of six horses.

Yan Erlang's scalp was a little numb and stood up, "The saint forgives his sins, it is really Princess Tianbao and King Wei who are sincere, and filial piety touches the sky, so the minister painted it again." ”

In the past seven years, Yan Erlang's techniques have been perfected, and the hair on the horse's body is visible.

At that time, in order to do carving, only six horses were painted, but now the scene of the battle has been added, which is magnificent, and the sound of Jin Ge iron horse can be faintly heard.

King Jin laughed secretly in his heart, the saint is going to be placed in front of his mausoleum, and you have another one at the gate of the academy, so you can get rid of it, right?

He Zhichun smiled, whether he can play it or not, it depends on what a mouth says!

How can you go straight to the back, you have to go up and down, and you have to turn around in the peaks and loops to make people impressed!

He Zhichun walked in front of the saint and pointed to the opposite wall with his finger, and everyone followed her line of sight, some people were confused and didn't know why, but people like Fang Gong and others understood in an instant...... Li Tianbao, you shameless traitor!