Chapter 181: The Secret of the Station
No matter how Zhang Xiong shouted, the competition between the soldiers and the retainers had begun, and everyone regarded this kind of thing as a kind of competition, and they ran away with the wood one by one.
The source of wood is around Lantian, a school, a half-sized courtyard, and it doesn't use much wood, Li Hui drew a huge drawing, and the school is only the first step.
The buildings on the drawings have only a small part of what needs to be built recently.
This small part was circled by Li Hui with charcoal.
"Master Hou, are you going to build a national eunuch?"
Chen Xixiang has already left Guozijian, and it is difficult for a person like him who is full of desire to explore to give up Guozijian, but as long as there is an opportunity to explore better learning, he will not hesitate to leave.
And Chen Wenwu has not found his position so far.
"Master Hou, although my brother made this decision for me, I also want to change it."
Li Hui nodded, "Both of you are smart and smart, it's just that the court is not very suitable for the two of you." ”
"Here in the school, thirty taels in January, plus one servant, one scholar, food and clothing, the school will bear it, how is this treatment?"
Li Hui didn't look up, but kept concentrating on stopping the drawing.
The two were silent.
Especially Chen Wenwu, January 32.
This amount is more than his savings in Dali Temple for so many years, and he feels that his life has been greatly impacted.
At this time, he trembled, "Master Hou, Chen Wenwu is willing, but I still have a question." ”
"Oh, you say."
"On that day, in Chang'an, the gang was merged, did it have anything to do with you?"
Li Hui's hand didn't even stop, "Hehe, if it weren't for your good reputation, I wouldn't even want to pay attention to what you said today." ”
As soon as Li Hui's voice fell, Chen Wenwu knew that he had said the wrong thing, and he might really be in the wrong direction.
A Tang Dynasty marquis, as Chen Xixiang said, how could he be involved in such a bloody thing, is it necessary for him? Can he do it?
Li Hui smiled, "You ask Mr. Qi Ping about this matter, he is the steward of the Hou Mansion, and he has the final say on most things." ”
Chen Wenwu nodded and walked outside.
Chen Xixiang sighed, "Master Hou, from today onwards, Chen Xixiang will no longer be an official of the National Prison, and from now on, Chen Xixiang will be a student of Master Hou." ”
"Chen Xixiang, my students are very young, you don't need to, from now on, you two brothers will be the teachers of my Houfu Academy."
Li Hui put away his pen and sighed, "I really don't know how the two of you have survived in the court for so many years." ”
"You're okay, Guozijian is different from other places in the court, but that younger brother of yours really doesn't know his situation."
Chen Xixiang still didn't understand Li Hui's words, when he was in Guozijian, the level of officials he came into contact with and the weight of officials were much stronger than his younger brother, and since then, he has understood one thing, most of them can mix well in Chang'an, and most of them have a close relationship with the members of the DPRK and China.
These relationships are destined that the two of them can only shrink their heads in the first generation of officials, and their lives are also destined to be extremely difficult.
Chen Wenwu seems to be a master book in Dali Temple, his status is not low, and he has made many achievements in Chang'an on weekdays, but you are just a master book, and no one will care about your life or death.
As soon as you Chen Wenwu is in this main book position, there are countless things that need you to do.
You are gone, in fact, it is insignificant to Chang'an and Datang, and no one forcibly wants to keep you.
After Chen Xixiang figured it out, he began to be obsessed with academic calculations, no longer asking about the court, and was obsessed with learning
When he asked, he felt that everything in the world was like a void, and only he was real.
Every time he got out of the worldly things, he was bored for a while, and he couldn't help but want to immerse himself in the ocean of arithmetic.
Now that he has a better opportunity to learn from Lotte Hou, Chen Xixiang will naturally not let it go.
Li Hui also understands that there is a root cause for these people to be unhappy in the court.
On the one hand, what is your origin, and what is the origin of others.
On the other hand, the nobles of the Tang Dynasty are all traditional, and if they want to open an opening from top to bottom and let people climb up, they must go through several major turbulences.
The matter of Xuanwu Gate is already an opportunity, and this opportunity has given many people the opportunity to climb up.
But Chen Xixiang didn't have a chance, and Chen Wenwu didn't have any chance.
Their situation is similar to Qi Ping's previous situation, they have no skills, but they can't show them, and there is no place for them to sing and set up a stage.
Not long after, Chen Wenwu came back, his face was lonely for a while.
"Master Hou, Mr. Qi Ping is so powerful with seventy retainers?"
Li Hui waved his hand and led the two of them out, and when they reached the gate, Li Hui pointed to those retainers and soldiers who were fighting to carry wood and transport sediment.
"You see them, every day of training is full of all kinds of hardships."
"Chen Wenwu, if you train like this day after day, year after year, you can too."
"Just like you handling a case, in Chang'an, you are like a fish in water when you handle a case, which is the result of your ten years of immersion in it. But for ten years, you don't know anything about officialdom, so you can't get promoted. ”
Li Hui smiled, waved his hand, and on the side, Qi Ping walked over.
"Mr. Qi Ping, arrange a place for the two of them."
"Yes, Master Hou!"
In the Chang'an Tonghua Workshop, there was excited laughter from a post house.
There were also bursts of unintelligible language.
There is also the language of the Tang people: "You can go and play, but you can't be nostalgic, you must come back in the evening." ”
"Your Turkic Yehu Khan seems to attach great importance to this lighting of the lamp, and I don't believe that Yehu Khan can handle His Majesty today."
"My purpose is not to present Your Majesty."
The Turkic man was silent for a while, "Mr. Yan, my master's target is Jieli Khan and Tuli Khan, if he can solve His Majesty the Tang Dynasty by the way, he will not be unhappy." ”
"Hehe, Jieli Khan and Tuli Khan are already turtles in the urn, the Tang Osmanthus Tower is lit, and His Majesty will definitely invite the two of them today."
Tang Ren smiled faintly, "Jieli Khan and Tuli Khan don't seem to be important to your master anymore. ”
"Hehe, Your Excellency is serious, if someone goes up, someone has to go down, if they exist for a day, it will be difficult for the Turks to unify, this is the destiny of heaven."
The Turks were right-minded, and the chariot behind them was filled with oil, which was only used as pen and ink in name and in practice. As for the principle of making fire in Zezhong, these people have not yet figured it out.
If these things are ignited near the Osmanthus Tower, then Tang Chang'an will soon be engulfed in a sea of fire?