The reason why Yun Chu doesn't look down on Li Xian is entirely because this person has no way to control Chang'an, and there is no way to control Chang'an, so naturally he can't control Yun Chu.

Li Hong has been taught by Yun Chu since he was a child, although he can't give him the most complete education in the future, but he has achieved a basic understanding, Li Hong knows how Chang'an works, and knows even more about what Chang'an's prosperity is.

Li Xian? He didn't know anything.

The Confucian culture he learned was not a practical study, but a set of value systems to maintain social order, and Confucian scholars knew a little bit of mathematics, but they never linked mathematics to social economy, nor did they teach natural science and geography.

The disciples educated by such teachers have no talent for logical creation, and their lives are full of witty word games, tactful and even roundabout expressions, and the study of quoting scriptures and classics, and it is an air-to-air research.

The consequence of this has been the extreme spread of formalism, which has developed to the highest level and is famous for its "Pure Talk Politics!"

They adopt a laissez-faire attitude towards economic management, or in other words, they simply do not have the ability to effectively manage the economy of a city, a state or county.

Relying only on the management of the style of poetry, it has been continued from generation to generation.

Chang'an's prosperity is built on data management, and the most complicated department in Chang'an and Wannian counties is not bad people, but the accounting department.

Yunchu actually effectively managed Chang'an through the report of the accounting department, and the government would deliberately suppress those industries that were excessive, and the government would actively promote those industries if there were vacancies, and the government would work hard to support those necessary industries or blanks.

It is this kind of management and allocation for more than ten years that has created such a blooming Chang'an.

Because there has not been a major breakthrough in agriculture in seeds and fertilizers, the proportion of agriculture in Chang'an's economic activities has been weak and negligible.

It is only because Chang'an has been subsidizing agriculture on a large scale that Chang'an's agriculture seems to be more important.

That is to say, under the condition that the tax is increasing year by year, the Chang'an government does not even pay much attention to the management of the rent and maid adjustment, which is the root of the Tang Dynasty, so that the farmers near Chang'an have become the happiest group in the Tang society.

Yun Chu wrote a letter about his confrontation with Li Xian and prepared to send it to Li Hong, and at the same time, he wanted to send Li Hong a copy of "The Political Economy of the Tang Dynasty" that he had recompiled.

Part of the content of "The Political Economy of the Tang Dynasty" Li Hong has studied before, this time is different, Yun Chu through the actual management of Chang'an summed up the experience, redefined this book, it can also be said that this is since ancient times, the first book on how to scientifically manage a city appeared on the land of China.

Gentleness does not give!

This guy takes this book to death!

There are many wonderful practical management examples in the book, many of which are from him, so this book can be regarded as co-authored by him and Yun Chu.

He wants to wait for his son Wen Huan to learn it before teaching it to others, and many of them still need to be deleted.

It's a pity that when Wen Rou sat down in front of his son Wen Huan and asked him to recite this bitter and difficult book, Wen Huan obviously preferred the literacy atlas with painted frogs in his hand.

Several times, Wen Rou wanted to raise his hand to slap his son, but he was always defeated under Yun Chu's cold gaze.

"Since the child has already worshiped me as a teacher, how to teach it is my business, and you will not interfere in the future."

Yun Chu closed the "Political Economy of the Tang Dynasty", handed the picture book printed with green frogs to Wen Huan, patted the child's buttocks lightly, and Wen Huan "croaked" to find Yun Jin and Di Guangsi.

"Yun Chu, don't you think you're tyrannical to destroy the heavens?"

"There are too many celestial things in the Yun family, and it's not bad for this."

"It's different, money can be laughed off, this thing can't."

"Just because there are too many people who think like you, starting from Daqin to Datang, there have been no great changes in Guanzhong."

"You're right, the problem is that we can't even take out our pants to help the world, right?"

"I hope that others will cherish the pants donated by our brothers, after all, we still have a pair of pants to cover our shame, and they are still naked, and what is even more terrifying is that they don't know that they are bare-bottomed."

Gently and angrily hugged Yun Chu's head and said: "It's better that there are better things in your head that haven't been taken out, if this "Datang Social Economics" is your last pants, I promise, you will never wear any pants in the future."

Since you want to give this thing to the prince, then, don't be stingy, first let the copper plate print out 50,000 copies, and let the students of Chang'an, Luoyang, and the officials of the two places have a copy in their hands. ”

Yun Chu smiled: "That's what I planned. ”

smiled softly and sadly, and pointed his finger at his heart and said, "No matter what kind of crazy things you do in the future, I will not allow the world to speak ill of you." ”

Yun Chu laughed and said, "If you die first, I will definitely find a giant stone mountain, use this mountain, and get you a sitting statue." ”

Gently looked at Yun Chu and took the book of "Datang Political Economy", and couldn't help herself with sadness.

Under the scorching of the autumn tiger, Chang'an City ushered in the first autumn rain, the rain soaked the streets, the original gray stone road of Chang'an City turned into dark cyan, these hard stone slabs, have been trampled by Chang'an people potholes, some rut marks, and cattle and horseshoe prints have accumulated some water, in the dark blue slate primary color against the background of the newly ground ink.

The pit that people step on is different from the ruts, and the cow and horse's hoof prints are different, there is a graceful arc, and there is only a shallow layer of clear water in it, which flows into the ruts or cow horseshoe prints after it is full.

Who doesn't want to write a poem in such a Chang'an?

In fact, there are no autumn colors in Chang'an City, but there are already some signs of autumn colors on the top of Zhongnan Mountain, and the edges of the top leaves of the maple trees have begun to turn red and yellow in several places.

The harrier eagle flew down from the high sky and plunged headlong into the dense green grass of the dragon's head, sometimes catching a fat rabbit from it, and sometimes not catching anything.

However, in its yellow eyes, there is no joy of harvest or the chagrin of failure.

There are always long carriages at the gate of Chang'an City and at the gap, and the ox cart procession is going in and out, if you stand at the highest place in Longshouyuan, you can see it clearly.

Li Ji was wearing a festive red robe today, and his white hair and red robe made this old guy at least five years younger.

As a birthday star, he was supposed to stay in the middle hall of the Ying Mansion, waiting to receive the congratulations from the guests, but today, he came directly to the door, as if he was waiting for someone.

"Do you guess if the old fairy will come?" Gently put her mouth close to Yun Chu's ear and whispered.

"No, the old fairy was called away by someone from the Imperial Doctor's Department last night, and it is said that there is a very peculiar illness that needs to be seen by the old fairy."

"So, do you think Master Xuanzang will come?"

"No, Master Xuanzang has washed his head seven or eight times a day recently, and he won't let the red dust stain his already formed parietal bone relics."

"Since the old immortal and Master Xuanzang won't come, who do you think Yinggong is waiting for?"

"I don't know, anyway, when I came in, I only got a big white eye, full of disgust."

"It's not like you're waiting to greet King Lu Li Xian, right? Right now, he didn't come to the person who was just the identity. ”

As soon as the gentle words fell, Hou's roll call protocol at the gate of the Ying Mansion shouted loudly: "His Royal Highness King Lu has arrived-"

Yun Chu and gentle, Di Renjie's buttocks slightly left the chair, even if it was saluted.

Di Renjie said: "I didn't expect Ying Gong to respect the royal family to this extent now, which is unexpected." ”

Gently stretched his neck and didn't see Ying Gong coming in with Li Xian, so he shook his head and said, "Ying Gong is not waiting for Li Xian. ”

If the birthday star doesn't come back, the guests will have no way to settle it, so they will sit in groups in the huge vestibule of the Ying Mansion to socialize, and before Li Xian came in, it was quite peaceful, just a little more time to look at Yun Chu wearing a veil.

"Li Xian came to Chang'an this time, he should bring His Majesty's birthday congratulations, right?"

"It should be, this guy didn't read the will as soon as he entered the door, what is this for?"

Yun Chu looked at He Lanmin, who was following Li Xian with a gloomy face: "Don't care, don't ask, I always feel that Li Xian's head is wrong." ”

The light rain slowly turned into a heavy rain, all the guests had already arrived, and Li Ji, who was originally full of hope, came back from the gate in disappointment, and the hem of the red robe was stained with some water stains, and the swaying was very heavy.

Fortunately, he quickly cleaned up his mood, walked into the front hall, lifted a jue of old wine and saluted the four sides, and then laughed: "I thought there would be an old friend returning, but I didn't expect a rain to disturb his itinerary, come on, guests, the old man will do it first!" ”

Li Ji persuaded him to drink, and everyone under the shed naturally drank it all.

Immediately, Li Xian said in a loud voice: "Under the holy decree—"

This sound suddenly turned the guests in the courtyard into wooden people, one by one, raising their heads and chests, their hands drooping, and their faces were flat, ready to wait for Li Xian to finish reading the birthday wishes, and then laugh together to celebrate the birthday of Yinggong.

Unexpectedly, Li Ji actually took the holy decree from Li Xian's hand, opened it and read it, and sighed and said: "How can you bear such a great favor from Your Majesty, and after the old man writes the guilty plea, I will bother His Royal Highness King Lu and bring the old man's plea back to Luoyang with this will of grace." ”

The holy decree was taken away by Li Ji, and Li Xian's white face suddenly turned the color of pig liver, he really couldn't understand that the work of reading the holy decree of congratulations was also snatched away by Li Ji.

"Have you heard of Ying Gong's old friend who can make him wait at the gate?" Asked softly in a low voice.

Di Renjie shook his head and said: "Something is wrong, something is wrong, it stands to reason that our third brother sent him so many cordyceps, as well as tablets and drinks made by Sun Shenxian, Ying Gong should be happy to close his mouth, but he didn't mean anything happy." I can't think of any other characters in Chang'an City worthy of his personal greeting. ”

Just when everyone was chattering and speculating, a white-clothed monk walked into the Yinggong Mansion with his head bald on his head and the rain.

The housekeeper and the welcome wanted to hold an umbrella for the monk, but they heard the monk smile and say, "No, no." ”

Li Ji, who was originally lonely, saw Master Xuanzang come in, so he smiled and said, "You monk, why don't you have an umbrella?" ”

Xuanzang stood outside the shed, letting the rain beat his bald head and looked at Li Ji with a smile: "The monk with an umbrella, isn't it lawless and lawless?"

Alright, alright, I'm here as promised, let's go! ”

After that, he really turned his head and left, several times Yun Chu wanted to go over to give him an umbrella, but he didn't move after all, because the white bright rain splashed a lot on Xuanzang's equally white and bright bald head.

When Master Xuanzang's back disappeared, Li Ji, who had been paying attention to this Xuanzang, found Yun Chu in the crowd with his eyes, and said gloomily: "Do you really think that some herbs can make me change my original intention?" ”

Yun Chu shook his head and said, "I have never thought of it like this, and you underestimate me Yun Chu too much."

Yinggong, really speaking, you have nothing to do with me! ”