Chapter 500: The Emperor Can't See Through Lishan
Zhang Gongjin followed Wang Shichong back then, and he dared to go to quell the rebellion with more than 100 people, and took back the fifteen prefectures of Henan without danger.
Strategize and be decisive.
He is a strategist that His Majesty trusts very much, but he is not revealed, and Fang Du and the others dare not despise him.
"Speaking of which, it was the old man who led him to apprentice to Zhang Gongjin back then."
As soon as these words came out, several scholars present exchanged their heads and ears.
The eldest grandson Wuji said again: "You don't have to worry, Zhang Gongjin is just a dying man, as long as he dies, Zhang Yang will have nothing to rely on."
A few scholars whispered again, and then got up to leave.
The eldest grandson Wuji bid them farewell, and these disciples of the Gate Lords clan had to support them well, for fear that they would make trouble.
For the sake of the community, the eldest grandson Wuji believes that he has always been unremitting.
The imperial examination should continue to be held, but the scholars should continue to be appeased.
Especially the imperial examination, which has been held for two years in a row.
Are they talking about Zhang Yang? These drunkards don't mean to drink, in fact, they want to obstruct the opening of the imperial examination and the official school.
In the court, it is necessary to deal with the government affairs and take care of the mood of these big clans.
The eldest grandson Wuji sat down again, looked at the letters sent by Guan Long's old gatekeepers, and whispered: "Bring a message to Guan Long, and say that the court will not forget their support back then, and the matter of the children's entry into the government can be discussed in the long run."
"Why?"
At the beginning of the Tang Dynasty, Li Yuan founded the Wude Dynasty, and he owed a lot of favors at that time.
Some favors have not been repaid yet.
The eldest grandson Wuji is in a very bad mood at the moment, and he has to help His Majesty deal with these trivial matters, and there is also Zhang Yang doing nonsense in the court.
"Report! The head of the family, something has happened to the boss."
The eldest grandson Wuji said in a deep voice, "Speak."
The trilogy replied: "Today, Gongzi took a few big food merchants to Bashang to discuss future matters, and Xu Jingzong brought the people from Yushitai to get people, and now several big cannibals in Bashang have been taken down."
The eldest grandson Wuji was silent for a long time, and then patted him and said, "Okay, you Xu Jingzong, you dare to come to the old man's fiefdom to take people!"
"Report!" Another part came in a hurry, "Zhao Guogong, this is a letter from Pei Xingjian of the Foreign Affairs Academy."
Hearing the name Pei Xingjian, the eldest grandson Wuji frowned, took the letter and looked at the contents, the calligraphy at a young age is not bad, it is written that this time the matter is a misunderstanding, the big food merchant was guarded by the Ministry of Rites, and after making friends with the nobles of the court privately, the eldest grandson Chong was also bewitched by their words.
Seeing that the payment was Pei Xingjian's name, the eldest grandson Wuji was not angry, and said with a smile: "Is Chong'er okay?"
"Childe is fine."
The eldest grandson Wuji looked at this letter with a smile on his face, and the more he looked at it, the more he liked it, "The old man cherishes his talents, this matter is just a favor, just give Pei Xingjian a favor, you bring a message to Xu Jingzong, and say that the old man is looking at the face of the younger generation, if there is no old man who dares to take people next time, he will not be spared."
"That ......"
"What's wrong again?"
"How do you arrange those big food merchants?"
"What does the old man have to do with the life or death of the big cannibal, if he is caught, he will be arrested, this is the business of their Ministry of Rites."
"Well, let's arrange it." The part hurried away.
At this moment, Pei Xingjian was waiting in front of the door, "Brother Xue, can you understand these scrolls?"
Xue Rengui sat in front of the door holding the scroll in his hand and nodded solemnly, "I understand."
Pei Xingjian frowned and looked at the north of Suzaku Street, and was relieved to see Xu Jingzong coming back with the men and horses of the Ministry of Rites.
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Pei Xingjian smiled bitterly, "We don't even know what Zhang Shangshu looks like, and we haven't seen it."
After a while, Xue Rengui was a little tired from sitting and stood with the scroll in his hand and read.
Xu Jingzong led people to the front, and Pei Xingjian stepped forward and said, "According to Xu Shilang's arrangement, the letter has been delivered."
"You took these people to Dali Temple and imprisoned them first."
"Why?" A group of officials responded.
Pei Xingjian said suspiciously: "Xu Shilang, are these big food merchants also under the control of Dali Temple?"
Xu Jingzong took off his official hat and scratched his back again, "It's okay, our Shangshu still has some friendship with Shaoqing of Dali Temple."
"Our book is really ......."
"I really don't care about anything?"
"Xia Guan didn't mean that."
Seeing Pei Xingjian's appearance, Xu Jingzong smiled and said, "Actually, like the people here, the five waiters of our Ministry of Rites have quite a lot of words about this Shangshu, not to mention you."
A small official hurriedly came, "Xu Shilang, this is a letter sent by Zhang Shangshu."
Xu Jingzong took it with a frown, opened the seal and looked at the contents.
The only person who could see Shangshu from time to time in this place was Xu Jingzong, and Pei Xingjian moved two steps slightly, wanting to read the contents of the letter.
It's okay not to look at this, standing behind him, Pei Xingjian looked at it with his head, and he was even more confused when he looked at the content of the letter, and he couldn't form this sentence between the lines.
"Xu Shilang, why is this letter ......?"
Xu Jingzong smiled and put away the letter, "This is a secret letter from our Foreign Affairs Academy, and there is a translation to look at."
"Can Xu Shilang read the translation like this without a translation?"
Xu Jingzong smiled clearly, "I'm idle, I've memorized it."
Pei Xingjian was speechless for a while, this Foreign Academy is really a strange person.
Xu Jingzong was about to step in, but he looked back and asked, "Do you know a person named Wang Xuance?"
Pei Xingjian thought back for a moment, "I heard that he beat the Tubo envoy and was later taken down by Dali Temple."
"Yes! That's him."
"But the lower officials don't know ......."
Xu Jingzong put the letter paper in his arms and took down another book, "You go to see the household department, and you say that you will send the grain book of the fields and acres of the previous year to the Ministry of Rites."
"Why?"
Seeing that Xu Shilang was about to start busy with other things again.
Serving in the Foreign Affairs Yuan is also considered leisure.
Pei Xingjian looked at Xue Rengui, and he was still holding a book and looking at it, "Brother Xue? Come with me?"
Xue Rengui nodded, still holding the scroll and walking all the way.
He failed twice in the imperial examination, and Brother Xue was already discouraged, but he was recruited by the Foreign Affairs Academy.
At this moment, Brother Xue is working hard, studying hard, and wants to learn all the already bad Ming scripture and strategies.
Seeing Brother Xue working so hard, Pei Xingjian sighed in his heart, and said in a low voice, "Brother Xue will definitely get ahead in the future."
"Hmm." Xue Rengui nodded in response, scratched his head and said, "What does the Yin and Yang of the soldiers in these seven strategies mean?"
Pei Xingjian walked all the way and explained: "The yin and yang of the soldiers mentioned in the book of the Seven Strategies are used by the soldiers in the hundred families of the hundred sons, among which the essentials are the time, the punishment and virtue of the fight, pay attention to the homeopathic situation, the time, distinguish the situation and seize the opportunity, the ancient Fan Zeng, Li Dao, are all learned in this way."
These books were all lent to Brother Xue to read, and I don't know how much Brother Xue can understand about them.
In addition to the soft food and shelter that I brought with me the most when I came to Chang'an City, it was this kind of book.
It is still the elders in the family who teach to review the old and learn the new, and often take it to see.
If you say one of these articles, you can answer a large one, and you are tired of it.
"But what do you want to do with the household department's grain book?"
Pei Xingjian walked on one side, Xue Rengui was tall, and standing with him could help block the sun, so that it would be more comfortable to walk on the street.
Suzaku Street is very lively, there are groups of three or five strong men, also
There are literati debating the present.
The students of Hongwen Hall are still arguing about life and death, Pei Xingjian shook his head and smiled bitterly, they are all a group of idiots.
The scenery of Chang'an City is endless, and occasional new things can pass the time.
The Vermilion Bird Gate was in front of him, Pei Xingjian took out his waist card, and the officers and soldiers guarding it let him go.
"Brother Xue will definitely become a general."
Xue Rengui nodded and said, "What about you?"
Pei Xingjian said with a smile: "The world is very big, if you want to see everywhere, I want to be a general who fights in all directions."
Xue Rengui looked at Pei Xingjian's thin body, and his eyes were a little more disgusted.
A letter from Zhang Yang was delivered to Chang'an City, and several waiters from the Ministry of Rites began to make arrangements for the next matters.
After some discussion, Xu Jingzong took Zhang Dasu to meet the Persian prince.
This time the Tang Dynasty's first aid to Persia.
All that was aided was food.
As for what he liked, it was nothing more than Persian gold and silver.
On this day, Songtsen Gampo and the envoy of the Western Turks, Ni Yu, left Chang'an City.
"This time I came to Chang'an City, Zampu must have gained a lot." Ni Yu led a team of Western Turkic soldiers and horses out of Chang'an City.
He was alone when he came, but now he has his own soldiers and horses, and he can compete with Yehu Khan in the Western Turks.
Songtsen Gampo rode a horse, followed by Lu Dongzan and a group of Tubo people, "How can I harvest this time when I come to Datang, I just suffered a lot of humiliation."
Lu Dongzan lowered his head and said, "Every year I came to Chang'an, every time I came, I could find that this Chang'an City was more prosperous than in previous years, and the Central Plains was becoming stronger step by step."
At this moment, Lu Dongzan has long lost his fighting spirit in the past, and the battle of Hehuang interrupted his integrity as the prime minister of Tibet.
"The people of the Central Plains say that if they are subordinate to others, or they will try their courage on a salary, the Tang Dynasty will not always be strong, and Tubo will have a day of recovery sooner or later."
The Western Turks and Tibet are separated by the four towns of Anxi, and even more separated by the Tianshan Mountains.
Although he is not a person all the way, Ni Yi empathizes with Songtsan Gampo at the moment, and must not think of the current Datang as too good.
The rite department in Zhang Yang's hand is a hungry tiger, as long as he finds an opportunity, he will bite the fattest piece of meat on the prey, and then slowly eat it.
Tuyuhun, Gaochang, Anxi four towns......
"The Book of Rites is a wicked man, and God will condemn him for sin." Ni Xiao looked up at the sky and whispered.
Songtsen Gampo was silent, and rode his horse all the way towards Longxi.
Zhang Yang built a new home on the top of Lishan Mountain while telling Li Tai about his strategy for buying and selling grain.
"Since it is said to be a mutual market, the people of the Western Regions must have something to sell to us, so why not just say that it will flow in?"
"His Royal Highness the King of Wei, the bulk of goods are presided over by Lishan, and only gold and silver will be used for future transactions, the initiative of trade is ours, not in their hands, I dump it cheaply, I am not afraid that they will not buy it."
These words refreshed Li Tai's perception of the identity of trade and merchant again and again.
"Since businessmen can also do things that are beneficial to the community, why has the DPRK repeatedly proposed to emphasize agriculture and suppress business?"
Zhang Yang also said: "His Royal Highness the King of Wei, agriculture is the foundation of the Central Plains, this point is eternal, there is an ancient saying that the people of Yunyun take food as the sky, everything that is contrary to agriculture needs to be controlled, and the stronger the merchants, the weaker the rule of law, and then shake the country."
Li Tai took a wooden board and plastered the lime plaster on the outer wall, and the little bear sat under the shadow of a tree with a basket hanging from his neck, in which Xiao Wu and Xu Hui put the wildflowers and fruits they had picked.
It stared blankly at the two people in front of it, one big and one less, and sometimes looked sideways, and the movements of the two of them wiping the wall were surprisingly consistent.
Shangguan Yi came in a hurry, and he brought a scroll of drawings to divide the current industry of Lishan into nine workshops, including ink, cotton washing, weaving, paper, lime, wrought iron, iron ore sorting, soap, and red and white sugar workshops.
These nine workshops are the core of Lishan's production.
Zhang Yang and Li Tai's clothes were covered with white lime plaster, and the two of them sat on a bench together, watching.
It just so happened that Li Shimin also came from the forest.
"What a coincidence, every time we have an important matter to arrange, His Majesty always shows up at the right time."
In the past few days, Li Shimin's complexion has improved a lot.
He looked at the drawings in front of him, "This is where Lishan will be built in the future?"
Zhang Yang nodded, "We have to rebuild it all over again."
"Wouldn't it be a hassle to rebuild all the factories?"
Shangguan Yi replied: "This arrangement is to separate the workshop from the farmland, and the neat row is also for future management and scheduling, and we will build more than 20 new warehouses."
Originally, he and Shangguan Yi were going to discuss the construction matters, but the emperor asked questions about the east and west at the moment, and he wanted to understand every detail of Lishan clearly.
I'm afraid there's something he doesn't know.
The whole Lishan was under his nose at the moment, and he could know everything he wanted to know.
As for those who did not know, even if he put charcoal and saltpeter in front of the emperor, he did not know how to make gunpowder.
The so-called factory designed with the resources and privileges of the emperor was used to lay eggs and then split the factory into several buildings.
Taking advantage of the fact that the emperor had not yet woken up, he thought that Lishan was in his eyes, and then quietly integrated these resources and secretly made firearms.
Standing up in disappointment, Zhang Yang continued the lake wall.
The cries of the children came from the new home.
Zhang Yang looked at it and heard his daughter-in-law's words.
"This diaper made by my husband is not suitable either, the child is crying more fiercely than before, and it is inconvenient to change."
Zhang Yang scratched his head and looked a little distressed, "I'll do it in a different style next time."
Li Yue stubbornly said, "I'll arrange the child's clothes."
"Why don't I give you a different drawing?"
"It's fine."
At last the child stopped crying, but after a while she fell back to sleep.
Zhang Yang took out a potted plant, and planted the olives in this pot, and now its root system is strong enough to transplant into the soil.
This tree grows slowly, and it has been raised for two years, and now it is not even half a meter.
Or because of the lack of adaptation to the soil and water, the growth is not good.
As early as in the Qi Min's technique, there were records of olives, and the records of cultivating olives in the Central Plains can be traced back to the Han Dynasty.
Usually it is okay to cultivate it at home, but if it is planted outside, I don't know if it can survive the climate in Guanzhong.
"Husband, I have read in the classics, and it is said that the fruit of this tree has the effect of clearing heat and detoxifying."
Zhang Yang lowered his voice, "There are many varieties of olives, is the variety you mentioned the same as ours?"
Li Yue's expression was a little more solemn, and he also whispered, "There is no detail in the classics."