At present, the cultivated land area of Guanzhong, Guanbei, Hexi, and Xiqin has been counted. A total of 73,857,435 acres. This area included most of Ningxia, southeastern Gansu and most of Shaanxi.

But as far as I know, in later generations, Sichuan province alone will have 100 million mu of cultivated land, not including the 30 million mu of cultivated land in Chongqing.

Moreover, the Guanzhong, Guanbei, Hexi, and Xiqin regions are mainly wheat, and soybeans and millet are the main grain outputs, and only in southern Shaanxi can rice be cultivated.

In the land of Bashu, the cultivated land that can be cultivated for rice can reach more than 95 percent of the total cultivated area. The yield of rice is higher than that of wheat and other crops, and here you can grow winter wheat after harvesting the rice twice a year. Its output, however, is much higher than that of dryland.

Of course, south of Nanling, including Liangguang, Fujian, and southern Yunnan, most of them are double-cropping rice, and some can even be planted with three-cropping rice. In other words, in the future, the more southern territory I occupy, the more urgent the demand for grain in the Central Plains of China will be greatly reduced.

When Bashu returned to the Chinese Empire, the world trembled, and the heroes were afraid, and Xiao Mo was even more frightened to send an envoy with a lot of money to lobby, intending not to offend each other. Regarding the opinions of Xiao Miao's envoys, the civil and military ministers under this prince were divided into two factions, each insisting on its own word.

Some people think that they are too lazy to pay attention to it, anyway, we will clean up Xiao Miao's Liang Kingdom in the future, but some people think that it should be reasoned with, or that it should be flickered and flickered, so that Xiao Mi thinks that we will not deal with him for the time being, and then surprise and kill with a fatal blow.

In short, the gossips are fighting with each other, just like the seven aunts and eight aunts are arguing about the broken things of their mother's Chen Guzi and pockmarks, and they can see that this son has a black line on his face, and next to him, Li Xuanba is relish, so he almost applauded, because these people are very good at quoting scriptures.

"Okay, okay, don't make any noise, you still don't take me seriously." In the end, my son impatiently patted the case and shouted angrily, and finally suppressed the scene, and one by one wiped the white foam on the side of his mouth and hurriedly asked me for guilt with a sincere and frightened look.

"Okay, let's sit back for me, this is a place to discuss national affairs, don't make a big fuss here if you disagree all day, if you let Dean Wei see it, it will be strange if you are not impeached." Ben Gongzi rolled his eyes and chased all these ministers back to their places like flies.

"By the way, after talking about it for a long time, has the messenger come?" After seeing that these guys were all sitting down in a proper manner, Ben Gongzi touched his chin with satisfaction and asked.

"Your Majesty, the envoy has arrived today and is resting at the Diaoyutai Hotel of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs." Tang Jian, the secretary of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, stood up and saluted me.

The Ministry of Foreign Affairs, which is naturally a new department, is independent from the Ministry of Rites.

The original Ministry of Rites was established in the Northern and Southern Dynasties. Sui is one of the six divisions. The prefect is the secretary of the Ministry of Rites. The use of five rites, such as Kaoji, Jia, military, guest, and fierce; Manage the affairs of the national schools, the imperial examinations, and the affairs of the vassal and foreign countries. There are four divisions under the Ministry of Rites, all of which are in the Ming and Qing dynasties: the Department of Ceremonial and Qing Officials, in charge of the ceremony, military etiquette and management of academic affairs and imperial examinations; The priest of the ancestral sacrifice is in charge of auspicious and murderous affairs; The host and guest clearance department, in charge of the guest ceremony and the reception of foreign guests; The fine food and cleaning officials are in charge of the affairs of the feast and the sacrifice.

The affairs are too complicated, and I can't get it at all with the people in the Ministry of Rites, so the Ministry of Rites was directly split into the Ministry of Education, the Ministry of Rites, the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, and the Ministry of Propaganda. So that their respective positions and careers have become extremely clear, and each has its own work.

Today's Ministry of Rites is in charge of etiquette, and it doesn't care about anything else like sacrificing heaven and earth. It is suitable for some people who have no ability and can't do anything, but they are so idle that they don't want to retire to squat.

"By the way, what kind of minister is that envoy Xiao Miao?" I asked casually again.

"It's the text of the Liang Dynasty's Zhongshu Shilang." Tang Jian has an excellent memory, so he replied without thinking about it. Well, the Ministry of Rites is also in charge of this guy, and some time ago, it was this guy who volunteered to go to the land of northern Shu with a mouth that was so fantastical, and he relied on his three-inch tongue to say that the five counties of northern Shu came down from the wind.

"This person's name ......" I scratched my scalp, how does it feel a little familiar?

Fang Xuanling thought for a moment and then replied, "Cen Wenwen is a native of Nanyang Thorn Yang. His grandfather's name was Shanfang, Shi Xiaocha, and the secretary was still in the book. The image of the patronymic name, the end of the Sui Dynasty was the Handan Order. He was once framed, and the fourteen-year-old Yu Wenwen went to Si Li to complain for his father's grievances, and his words were passionate and earnest, calling for a clear defense. His father's unjust imprisonment was revealed. The text is well-known by being well-known. He is intelligent and agile, and he is well-versed in history, and is praised by others...... Xiao Mo was proclaimed emperor in Jingzhou, and when he heard his talent, he hired Yu Wenwen as a Chinese scholar and participated in the secrets. ”

"It turned out to be him......" Ben Gongzi patted his head, and finally remembered, isn't this guy the prime minister of the Zhenguan Dynasty in the future? This guy worked hard as a prime minister, and finally fell to work, and he is definitely an excellent worker in the style of Jiao Yulu.

"Your Majesty has also heard of this person?" Hearing my words, Tang Jian couldn't help but say curiously.

"Yes, I've heard of this man's name." I touched my chin. "Now, Brother Mao, you will first send someone to bring a message to Yu Shilang, and I will summon him tomorrow."

"Your Majesty, the land of Jingxiangling Mountain, we can't help but take it, if you want to confuse Xiao Miao, just let the ministers come forward, Your Majesty doesn't have to be like this." When Tang Jian heard this, he hurriedly said.

I smiled, shook my head and said, "I want to see Cen Wenwen, I have heard of his talent for a long time, why not meet him." As for the land of Jingxiang and Lingnan, I must take it, Xiao Mo intends to cover his ears and steal the bell, don't you think that there are no smart people in the Liang Dynasty? ”

Those ministers who were arguing a little at the moment were a little embarrassed, and they all knew very well that I wanted to unify Huaxia, and the people on my side could know that the Liang Dynasty side, no matter what, it was impossible for a cool-headed smart person not to have it.

"Your Majesty's Holy Ming, that minister is the person who informs the Cen text, and he will enter the pilgrimage tomorrow to see His Majesty."

"By the way, just let him come after the next court." I thought about it for a moment and reminded again.

After the morning of the next day, Ben Gongzi had just returned to the office, when he heard footsteps, and Tang Jian rushed in first. "Your Majesty, the envoy of the Liang Dynasty asked to see Lang Cen in the text."

"Hurry up, please." I took a sip of tea and nodded towards Tang Jian. In a short time, a tall, handsome young official no more than twenty-five years old stepped into the office.

Seeing the first glance of the boy sitting according to the case, this guy couldn't help but be stunned, and after being surprised for a moment, he hurriedly walked forward, and then bowed. "Liang Dynasty Zhongshu Shilang Cen text, see His Majesty the Emperor of the Chinese Empire."

"Excuse me, come and sit down. Text this year Gui Geng? I smiled and asked kindly.

After thanking him, Cen Wenwen replied: "Back to His Majesty the Emperor of China, Cen is twenty years old and has four ......" is very humble and not arrogant.

"So young? is good, good, worthy of being a young and promising character. I nodded with satisfaction and smiled. Hearing this, Tang Jian's face was treacherous, and Cen Wenwen smiled bitterly. "If you talk about being young and promising, Cen is far inferior to His Majesty."

"Generally average, by the way, you are not my subordinate, is it okay for my envoy to call you the word "so?" I smiled and waved my hand and asked again.

Cen Wenwen is also a wonderful person, and he is not polite to see me so straightforward, but he still respectfully calls me Your Majesty.

It's noon at this moment, so I simply left Cen Wenwen and Tang Jian to have dinner here. While eating, while bragging and farting. I also asked some about the situation of the Liang Dynasty, but after hearing the perfunctory meaning in Cen Wenwen's words, Ben Gongzi stopped asking this question, but Cen Wenwen was very interested in the various new policies implemented in my Guanzhong, and Ben Gongzi naturally answered them one by one.

When I asked him about his own situation, I learned that his father died early, his mother was still alive, and his younger brother Cen Wenzhao was still young and was very much loved by his mother.

“…… My brother lost his father when he was young, and his mother was very attentive and never let him stay for two nights in a row. Speaking of this, after drinking a few glasses of fine wine, Cen Wenwen, whose face was slightly red, smiled helplessly and said with a wry smile: "My brother is smart, but ......."

"It is common sense for an old mother to spoil the young, but since you are a brother, you should be responsible...... I snorted, and I told my brother with great emotion. Well, the fifth child is also quite favored by my mother, but no matter how low his eyebrows are in front of his mother, he should still clean up when he sees that guy is wrong.

Listening to Cen Wenwen, he was very moved, well, with a common topic, coupled with the stimulation of alcohol and Tang Jian's gags, after eating a luncheon, it was already like a friend who had been together for many years.

After a meal, I didn't talk about business, and I agreed with Cen Wenwen that after my son took him to go shopping tomorrow, Cen Wenwen quit the office.

And Tang Jian stayed. "It seems that Your Majesty has moved the heart of love." Tang Jian, a typical human spirit, has a ghost if he can't see it anymore.

"Yes, by the way, what do you think of this person, Brother Mao?" I nodded and smiled in satisfaction.

"Eloquence is funny but not rude, quick thinking, good at dealing with people, but not losing the sincerity of a child." Tang Jian concluded after thinking about it. "It's a temple talent."

"Yes, such a person, when he is used by me, for the use of the Huaxia Empire, it is too wasteful to serve under Xiao Mozhi." I nodded, with emotion.

"Your Majesty can rest assured, according to the minister's opinion, as long as Your Majesty treats him sincerely, he should be able to accept his heart." Tang Jian replied with a smile. "That Xiao Milling has a generous temperament on the outside, but in fact he is suspicious in his heart, and he is jealous of those who are better than himself. And there is literary talent but no martial strategy, such people can only be regarded as a mediocre master, compared with His Majesty, superior and inferior. "At present, the cultivated land area in Guanzhong, Guanbei, Hexi, and Xiqin has been counted. A total of 73,857,435 acres. This area included most of Ningxia, southeastern Gansu and most of Shaanxi.

But as far as I know, in later generations, Sichuan province alone will have 100 million mu of cultivated land, not including the 30 million mu of cultivated land in Chongqing.

Moreover, the Guanzhong, Guanbei, Hexi, and Xiqin regions are mainly wheat, and soybeans and millet are the main grain outputs, and only in southern Shaanxi can rice be cultivated.

In the land of Bashu, the cultivated land that can be cultivated for rice can reach more than 95 percent of the total cultivated area. The yield of rice is higher than that of wheat and other crops, and here you can grow winter wheat after harvesting the rice twice a year. Its output, however, is much higher than that of dryland.

Of course, south of Nanling, including Liangguang, Fujian, and southern Yunnan, most of them are double-cropping rice, and some can even be planted with three-cropping rice. In other words, in the future, the more southern territory I occupy, the more urgent the demand for grain in the Central Plains of China will be greatly reduced.

When Bashu returned to the Chinese Empire, the world trembled, and the heroes were afraid, and Xiao Mo was even more frightened to send an envoy with a lot of money to lobby, intending not to offend each other. Regarding the opinions of Xiao Miao's envoys, the civil and military ministers under this prince were divided into two factions, each insisting on its own word.

Some people think that they are too lazy to pay attention to it, anyway, we will clean up Xiao Miao's Liang Kingdom in the future, but some people think that it should be reasoned with, or that it should be flickered and flickered, so that Xiao Mi thinks that we will not deal with him for the time being, and then surprise and kill with a fatal blow.

In short, the gossips are fighting with each other, just like the seven aunts and eight aunts are arguing about the broken things of their mother's Chen Guzi and pockmarks, and they can see that this son has a black line on his face, and next to him, Li Xuanba is relish, so he almost applauded, because these people are very good at quoting scriptures.

"Okay, okay, don't make any noise, you still don't take me seriously." In the end, my son impatiently patted the case and shouted angrily, and finally suppressed the scene, and one by one wiped the white foam on the side of his mouth and hurriedly asked me for guilt with a sincere and frightened look.

"Okay, let's sit back for me, this is a place to discuss national affairs, don't make a big fuss here if you disagree all day, if you let Dean Wei see it, it will be strange if you are not impeached." Ben Gongzi rolled his eyes and chased all these ministers back to their places like flies.

"By the way, after talking about it for a long time, has the messenger come?" After seeing that these guys were all sitting down in a proper manner, Ben Gongzi touched his chin with satisfaction and asked.

"Your Majesty, the envoy has arrived today and is resting at the Diaoyutai Hotel of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs." Tang Jian, the secretary of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, stood up and saluted me.

The Ministry of Foreign Affairs, which is naturally a new department, is independent from the Ministry of Rites.

The original Ministry of Rites was established in the Northern and Southern Dynasties. Sui is one of the six divisions. The prefect is the secretary of the Ministry of Rites. The use of five rites, such as Kaoji, Jia, military, guest, and fierce; Manage the affairs of the national schools, the imperial examinations, and the affairs of the vassal and foreign countries. There are four divisions under the Ministry of Rites, all of which are in the Ming and Qing dynasties: the Department of Ceremonial and Qing Officials, in charge of the ceremony, military etiquette and management of academic affairs and imperial examinations; The priest of the ancestral sacrifice is in charge of auspicious and murderous affairs; The host and guest clearance department, in charge of the guest ceremony and the reception of foreign guests; The fine food and cleaning officials are in charge of the affairs of the feast and the sacrifice.

The affairs are too complicated, and I can't get it at all with the people in the Ministry of Rites, so the Ministry of Rites was directly split into the Ministry of Education, the Ministry of Rites, the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, and the Ministry of Propaganda. So that their respective positions and careers have become extremely clear, and each has its own work.

Today's Ministry of Rites is in charge of etiquette, and it doesn't care about anything else like sacrificing heaven and earth. It is suitable for some people who have no ability and can't do anything, but they are so idle that they don't want to retire to squat.

"By the way, what kind of minister is that envoy Xiao Miao?" I asked casually again.

"It's the text of the Liang Dynasty's Zhongshu Shilang." Tang Jian has an excellent memory, so he replied without thinking about it. Well, the Ministry of Rites is also in charge of this guy, and some time ago, it was this guy who volunteered to go to the land of northern Shu with a mouth that was so fantastical, and he relied on his three-inch tongue to say that the five counties of northern Shu came down from the wind.

"This person's name ......" I scratched my scalp, how does it feel a little familiar?

Fang Xuanling thought for a moment and then replied, "Cen Wenwen is a native of Nanyang Thorn Yang. His grandfather's name was Shanfang, Shi Xiaocha, and the secretary was still in the book. The image of the patronymic name, the end of the Sui Dynasty was the Handan Order. He was once framed, and the fourteen-year-old Yu Wenwen went to Si Li to complain for his father's grievances, and his words were passionate and earnest, calling for a clear defense. His father's unjust imprisonment was revealed. The text is well-known by being well-known. He is intelligent and agile, and he is well-versed in history, and is praised by others...... Xiao Mo was proclaimed emperor in Jingzhou, and when he heard his talent, he hired Yu Wenwen as a Chinese scholar and participated in the secrets. ”

"It turned out to be him......" Ben Gongzi patted his head, and finally remembered, isn't this guy the prime minister of the Zhenguan Dynasty in the future? This guy worked hard as a prime minister, and finally fell to work, and he is definitely an excellent worker in the style of Jiao Yulu.

"Your Majesty has also heard of this person?" Hearing my words, Tang Jian couldn't help but say curiously.

"Yes, I've heard of this man's name." I touched my chin. "Now, Brother Mao, you will first send someone to bring a message to Yu Shilang, and I will summon him tomorrow."

"Your Majesty, the land of Jingxiangling Mountain, we can't help but take it, if you want to confuse Xiao Miao, just let the ministers come forward, Your Majesty doesn't have to be like this." When Tang Jian heard this, he hurriedly said.

I smiled, shook my head and said, "I want to see Cen Wenwen, I have heard of his talent for a long time, why not meet him." As for the land of Jingxiang and Lingnan, I must take it, Xiao Mo intends to cover his ears and steal the bell, don't you think that there are no smart people in the Liang Dynasty? ”

Those ministers who were arguing a little at the moment were a little embarrassed, and they all knew very well that I wanted to unify Huaxia, and the people on my side could know that the Liang Dynasty side, no matter what, it was impossible for a cool-headed smart person not to have it.

"Your Majesty's Holy Ming, that minister is the person who informs the Cen text, and he will enter the pilgrimage tomorrow to see His Majesty."

"By the way, just let him come after the next court." I thought about it for a moment and reminded again.

After the morning of the next day, Ben Gongzi had just returned to the office, when he heard footsteps, and Tang Jian rushed in first. "Your Majesty, the envoy of the Liang Dynasty asked to see Lang Cen in the text."

"Hurry up, please." I took a sip of tea and nodded towards Tang Jian. In a short time, a tall, handsome young official no more than twenty-five years old stepped into the office.

Seeing the first glance of the boy sitting according to the case, this guy couldn't help but be stunned, and after being surprised for a moment, he hurriedly walked forward, and then bowed. "Liang Dynasty Zhongshu Shilang Cen text, see His Majesty the Emperor of the Chinese Empire."

"Excuse me, come and sit down. Text this year Gui Geng? I smiled and asked kindly.

After thanking him, Cen Wenwen replied: "Back to His Majesty the Emperor of China, Cen is twenty years old and has four ......" is very humble and not arrogant.

"So young? is good, good, worthy of being a young and promising character. I nodded with satisfaction and smiled. Hearing this, Tang Jian's face was treacherous, and Cen Wenwen smiled bitterly. "If you talk about being young and promising, Cen is far inferior to His Majesty."

"Generally average, by the way, you are not my subordinate, is it okay for my envoy to call you the word "so?" I smiled and waved my hand and asked again.

Cen Wenwen is also a wonderful person, and he is not polite to see me so straightforward, but he still respectfully calls me Your Majesty.

It's noon at this moment, so I simply left Cen Wenwen and Tang Jian to have dinner here. While eating, while bragging and farting. I also asked some about the situation of the Liang Dynasty, but after hearing the perfunctory meaning in Cen Wenwen's words, Ben Gongzi stopped asking this question, but Cen Wenwen was very interested in the various new policies implemented in my Guanzhong, and Ben Gongzi naturally answered them one by one.

When I asked him about his own situation, I learned that his father died early, his mother was still alive, and his younger brother Cen Wenzhao was still young and was very much loved by his mother.

“…… My brother lost his father when he was young, and his mother was very attentive and never let him stay for two nights in a row. Speaking of this, after drinking a few glasses of fine wine, Cen Wenwen, whose face was slightly red, smiled helplessly and said with a wry smile: "My brother is smart, but ......."

"It is common sense for an old mother to spoil the young, but since you are a brother, you should be responsible...... I snorted, and I told my brother with great emotion. Well, the fifth child is also quite favored by my mother, but no matter how low his eyebrows are in front of his mother, he should still clean up when he sees that guy is wrong.

Listening to Cen Wenwen, he was very moved, well, with a common topic, coupled with the stimulation of alcohol and Tang Jian's gags, after eating a luncheon, it was already like a friend who had been together for many years.

After a meal, I didn't talk about business, and I agreed with Cen Wenwen that after my son took him to go shopping tomorrow, Cen Wenwen quit the office.

And Tang Jian stayed. "It seems that Your Majesty has moved the heart of love." Tang Jian, a typical human spirit, has a ghost if he can't see it anymore.

"Yes, by the way, what do you think of this person, Brother Mao?" I nodded and smiled in satisfaction.

"Eloquence is funny but not rude, quick thinking, good at dealing with people, but not losing the sincerity of a child." Tang Jian concluded after thinking about it. "It's a temple talent."

"Yes, such a person, when he is used by me, for the use of the Huaxia Empire, it is too wasteful to serve under Xiao Mozhi." I nodded, with emotion.

"Your Majesty can rest assured, according to the minister's opinion, as long as Your Majesty treats him sincerely, he should be able to accept his heart." Tang Jian replied with a smile. "That Xiao Milling has a generous temperament on the outside, but in fact he is suspicious in his heart, and he is jealous of those who are better than himself. And there is literary talent but no martial strategy, such people can only be regarded as a mediocre master, compared with His Majesty, superior and inferior. "At present, the cultivated land area in Guanzhong, Guanbei, Hexi, and Xiqin has been counted. A total of 73,857,435 acres. This area included most of Ningxia, southeastern Gansu and most of Shaanxi.

But as far as I know, in later generations, Sichuan province alone will have 100 million mu of cultivated land, not including the 30 million mu of cultivated land in Chongqing.

Moreover, the Guanzhong, Guanbei, Hexi, and Xiqin regions are mainly wheat, and soybeans and millet are the main grain outputs, and only in southern Shaanxi can rice be cultivated.

In the land of Bashu, the cultivated land that can be cultivated for rice can reach more than 95 percent of the total cultivated area. The yield of rice is higher than that of wheat and other crops, and here you can grow winter wheat after harvesting the rice twice a year. Its output, however, is much higher than that of dryland.

Of course, south of Nanling, including Liangguang, Fujian, and southern Yunnan, most of them are double-cropping rice, and some can even be planted with three-cropping rice. In other words, in the future, the more southern territory I occupy, the more urgent the demand for grain in the Central Plains of China will be greatly reduced.

When Bashu returned to the Chinese Empire, the world trembled, and the heroes were afraid, and Xiao Mo was even more frightened to send an envoy with a lot of money to lobby, intending not to offend each other. Regarding the opinions of Xiao Miao's envoys, the civil and military ministers under this prince were divided into two factions, each insisting on its own word.

Some people think that they are too lazy to pay attention to it, anyway, we will clean up Xiao Miao's Liang Kingdom in the future, but some people think that it should be reasoned with, or that it should be flickered and flickered, so that Xiao Mi thinks that we will not deal with him for the time being, and then surprise and kill with a fatal blow.

In short, the gossips are fighting with each other, just like the seven aunts and eight aunts are arguing about the broken things of their mother's Chen Guzi and pockmarks, and they can see that this son has a black line on his face, and next to him, Li Xuanba is relish, so he almost applauded, because these people are very good at quoting scriptures.

"Okay, okay, don't make any noise, you still don't take me seriously." In the end, my son impatiently patted the case and shouted angrily, and finally suppressed the scene, and one by one wiped the white foam on the side of his mouth and hurriedly asked me for guilt with a sincere and frightened look.

"Okay, let's sit back for me, this is a place to discuss national affairs, don't make a big fuss here if you disagree all day, if you let Dean Wei see it, it will be strange if you are not impeached." Ben Gongzi rolled his eyes and chased all these ministers back to their places like flies.

"By the way, after talking about it for a long time, has the messenger come?" After seeing that these guys were all sitting down in a proper manner, Ben Gongzi touched his chin with satisfaction and asked.

"Your Majesty, the envoy has arrived today and is resting at the Diaoyutai Hotel of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs." Tang Jian, the secretary of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, stood up and saluted me.

The Ministry of Foreign Affairs, which is naturally a new department, is independent from the Ministry of Rites.

The original Ministry of Rites was established in the Northern and Southern Dynasties. Sui is one of the six divisions. The prefect is the secretary of the Ministry of Rites. The use of five rites, such as Kaoji, Jia, military, guest, and fierce; Manage the affairs of the national schools, the imperial examinations, and the affairs of the vassal and foreign countries. There are four divisions under the Ministry of Rites, all of which are in the Ming and Qing dynasties: the Department of Ceremonial and Qing Officials, in charge of the ceremony, military etiquette and management of academic affairs and imperial examinations; The priest of the ancestral sacrifice is in charge of auspicious and murderous affairs; The host and guest clearance department, in charge of the guest ceremony and the reception of foreign guests; The fine food and cleaning officials are in charge of the affairs of the feast and the sacrifice.

The affairs are too complicated, and I can't get it at all with the people in the Ministry of Rites, so the Ministry of Rites was directly split into the Ministry of Education, the Ministry of Rites, the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, and the Ministry of Propaganda. So that their respective positions and careers have become extremely clear, and each has its own work.

Today's Ministry of Rites is in charge of etiquette, and it doesn't care about anything else like sacrificing heaven and earth. It is suitable for some people who have no ability and can't do anything, but they are so idle that they don't want to retire to squat.

"By the way, what kind of minister is that envoy Xiao Miao?" I asked casually again.

"It's the text of the Liang Dynasty's Zhongshu Shilang." Tang Jian has an excellent memory, so he replied without thinking about it. Well, the Ministry of Rites is also in charge of this guy, and some time ago, it was this guy who volunteered to go to the land of northern Shu with a mouth that was so fantastical, and he relied on his three-inch tongue to say that the five counties of northern Shu came down from the wind.

"This person's name ......" I scratched my scalp, how does it feel a little familiar?

Fang Xuanling thought for a moment and then replied, "Cen Wenwen is a native of Nanyang Thorn Yang. His grandfather's name was Shanfang, Shi Xiaocha, and the secretary was still in the book. The image of the patronymic name, the end of the Sui Dynasty was the Handan Order. He was once framed, and the fourteen-year-old Yu Wenwen went to Si Li to complain for his father's grievances, and his words were passionate and earnest, calling for a clear defense. His father's unjust imprisonment was revealed. The text is well-known by being well-known. He is intelligent and agile, and he is well-versed in history, and is praised by others...... Xiao Mo was proclaimed emperor in Jingzhou, and when he heard his talent, he hired Yu Wenwen as a Chinese scholar and participated in the secrets. ”

"It turned out to be him......" Ben Gongzi patted his head, and finally remembered, isn't this guy the prime minister of the Zhenguan Dynasty in the future? This guy worked hard as a prime minister, and finally fell to work, and he is definitely an excellent worker in the style of Jiao Yulu.

"Your Majesty has also heard of this person?" Hearing my words, Tang Jian couldn't help but say curiously.

"Yes, I've heard of this man's name." I touched my chin. "Now, Brother Mao, you will first send someone to bring a message to Yu Shilang, and I will summon him tomorrow."

"Your Majesty, the land of Jingxiangling Mountain, we can't help but take it, if you want to confuse Xiao Miao, just let the ministers come forward, Your Majesty doesn't have to be like this." When Tang Jian heard this, he hurriedly said.

I smiled, shook my head and said, "I want to see Cen Wenwen, I have heard of his talent for a long time, why not meet him." As for the land of Jingxiang and Lingnan, I must take it, Xiao Mo intends to cover his ears and steal the bell, don't you think that there are no smart people in the Liang Dynasty? ”

Those ministers who were arguing a little at the moment were a little embarrassed, and they all knew very well that I wanted to unify Huaxia, and the people on my side could know that the Liang Dynasty side, no matter what, it was impossible for a cool-headed smart person not to have it.

"Your Majesty's Holy Ming, that minister is the person who informs the Cen text, and he will enter the pilgrimage tomorrow to see His Majesty."

"By the way, just let him come after the next court." I thought about it for a moment and reminded again.

After the morning of the next day, Ben Gongzi had just returned to the office, when he heard footsteps, and Tang Jian rushed in first. "Your Majesty, the envoy of the Liang Dynasty asked to see Lang Cen in the text."

"Hurry up, please." I took a sip of tea and nodded towards Tang Jian. In a short time, a tall, handsome young official no more than twenty-five years old stepped into the office.

Seeing the first glance of the boy sitting according to the case, this guy couldn't help but be stunned, and after being surprised for a moment, he hurriedly walked forward, and then bowed. "Liang Dynasty Zhongshu Shilang Cen text, see His Majesty the Emperor of the Chinese Empire."

"Excuse me, come and sit down. Text this year Gui Geng? I smiled and asked kindly.

After thanking him, Cen Wenwen replied: "Back to His Majesty the Emperor of China, Cen is twenty years old and has four ......" is very humble and not arrogant.

"So young? is good, good, worthy of being a young and promising character. I nodded with satisfaction and smiled. Hearing this, Tang Jian's face was treacherous, and Cen Wenwen smiled bitterly. "If you talk about being young and promising, Cen is far inferior to His Majesty."

"Generally average, by the way, you are not my subordinate, is it okay for my envoy to call you the word "so?" I smiled and waved my hand and asked again.

Cen Wenwen is also a wonderful person, and he is not polite to see me so straightforward, but he still respectfully calls me Your Majesty.

It's noon at this moment, so I simply left Cen Wenwen and Tang Jian to have dinner here. While eating, while bragging and farting. I also asked some about the situation of the Liang Dynasty, but after hearing the perfunctory meaning in Cen Wenwen's words, Ben Gongzi stopped asking this question, but Cen Wenwen was very interested in the various new policies implemented in my Guanzhong, and Ben Gongzi naturally answered them one by one.

When I asked him about his own situation, I learned that his father died early, his mother was still alive, and his younger brother Cen Wenzhao was still young and was very much loved by his mother.

“…… My brother lost his father when he was young, and his mother was very attentive and never let him stay for two nights in a row. Speaking of this, after drinking a few glasses of fine wine, Cen Wenwen, whose face was slightly red, smiled helplessly and said with a wry smile: "My brother is smart, but ......."

"It is common sense for an old mother to spoil the young, but since you are a brother, you should be responsible...... I snorted, and I told my brother with great emotion. Well, the fifth child is also quite favored by my mother, but no matter how low his eyebrows are in front of his mother, he should still clean up when he sees that guy is wrong.

Listening to Cen Wenwen, he was very moved, well, with a common topic, coupled with the stimulation of alcohol and Tang Jian's gags, after eating a luncheon, it was already like a friend who had been together for many years.

After a meal, I didn't talk about business, and I agreed with Cen Wenwen that after my son took him to go shopping tomorrow, Cen Wenwen quit the office.

And Tang Jian stayed. "It seems that Your Majesty has moved the heart of love." Tang Jian, a typical human spirit, has a ghost if he can't see it anymore.

"Yes, by the way, what do you think of this person, Brother Mao?" I nodded and smiled in satisfaction.

"Eloquence is funny but not rude, quick thinking, good at dealing with people, but not losing the sincerity of a child." Tang Jian concluded after thinking about it. "It's a temple talent."

"Yes, such a person, when he is used by me, for the use of the Huaxia Empire, it is too wasteful to serve under Xiao Mozhi." I nodded, with emotion.

"Your Majesty can rest assured, according to the minister's opinion, as long as Your Majesty treats him sincerely, he should be able to accept his heart." Tang Jian replied with a smile. "That Xiao Milling has a generous temperament on the outside, but in fact he is suspicious in his heart, and he is jealous of those who are better than himself. And there is literary talent but no martial strategy, such people can only be regarded as a mediocre master, compared with His Majesty, superior and inferior. ”