The emperor is gone, and he feels a lot more relaxed.

Li Yue pondered, "Then blow up the earth mines first, and then tell the story."

I thought about talking to my daughter-in-law about blowing up earth mines and forgetting the story, but she still read the madman's diary.

The more she said that, the more worried she became.

The daughter-in-law also had to take Xiao Wu and Xu Hui to correct the homework left by the group of children in the palace.

Zhang Yang is busy at his workbench, and the casting process is indispensable for measuring tape, and he has made a ruler before, but it is only a ruler.

Draw the scale with a ruler, and the wood chips coated with pine resin are loaded, and it is a little clumsy to use without a roller, and this vernier caliper can be used.

This is a major step forward in Lishan's industrial base.

Bringing his own tools, Zhang Yang hurried to the blacksmith's workshop.

A new blacksmith workshop is still being built, and now that there is a calcining furnace, it is still possible to make some of the necessary parts.

Master Jiang successfully became the foreman of this blacksmith workshop and the technical director of Lishan iron casting process.

Zhang Yang opened the drawing and compared the parts to the dimensions, "Master Jiang's craftsmanship is getting more and more sophisticated."

Master Jiang saluted towards Lishan, "It's all up to His Royal Highness King Wei's guidance, the old man has been striking iron for half his life, and he thought that he would never advance an inch in this life."

"Speaking of which, His Royal Highness King Wei is indeed a very powerful person."

Seeing that he was seriously looking at the dimensions of each part, Master Jiang asked again, "Who did you learn your craft from before?"

If the size is not in place, I will polish it again, Zhang Yang explained, "I used to learn the craft from my father."

"No wonder, no wonder." Master Jiang stroked his beard and nodded, still wearing shabby coarse cloth clothes, and his eyes appreciated Zhang Yang a little more.

Zhang Yang took out the vernier caliper, "Master Jiang will use this ruler, this thing is called vernier caliper, and we will use it for casting objects in the future."

Several craftsmen in the blacksmith also looked at it, curious about the new ruler, a thin ruler that also contained a sliding object, and one end was equipped with sharp clips on both sides.

Master Jiang made a gesture, his expression was solemn, as an old blacksmith, he usually used all kinds of measuring tools, looking at the two sharp ends, first opening and then closing, he quickly understood the usefulness.

He said to the group of blacksmiths working behind him, "This thing is very useful."

Zhang Yang put away his toolbox, "This thing was made by His Royal Highness the King of Wei, this thing is called Lishan Ruler, and there will be more styles in the future."

Master Jiang is like a treasure, "His Royal Highness the King of Wei is a great talent."

Loading the new parts cast into a small wooden car, Zhang Yang dragged it away, leaving a group of people in the blacksmith workshop still moving.

Water from the river is brought into the fields, and many villagers are sowing rice in the paddy fields along the river.

This is the second season of grain in Lishan, so we can plant it quickly and save at least some of the harvest after autumn.

A small cart of parts dragged and made a nailing sound.

Li Yue was curious, "How are these things assembled?"

Zhang Yang first hung up the drawings, "I'll teach you."

The couple sat side by side, picked up some small parts and began to assemble the earthmines.

The aunt lifted the cart and poured all the parts onto the table.

There was a pile of parts in front of him, and the husband came to assemble the part and put it into his own hands, and then installed the subsequent parts.

Li Yue whispered, "Won't it be too boring if you don't speak?"

Zhang Yang installed the trigger switch, "When you read a book, you can say nothing all afternoon, and now you feel bored again?"

"Husband, don't you want to tell me the story of the madman's diary?"

"I'm afraid you'll feel bad after hearing this story."

"No, I don't know what to say anyway." Li Yue got closer, "Husband, please speak, I'll listen."

Zhang Yang first recalled this story, but fortunately, this was also a must-read book when he was a child.

When I was a child, I didn't feel much when I read it, but when I read it again when I grew up, it was more heavy

Heavy feelings.

Reading this kind of book at different ages often has different feelings.

An absurd story is told in Zhang Yang's mouth.

The parts piled on the table will occasionally fall a few, and the little bear looks at this scene, and his paws stop Xiao Qingqing, for fear that she will crawl around.

After talking for half an hour, the story of Kun Zhong, the protagonist of Diary of a Madman, is also finished.

After Li Yue listened, his expression was not good.

"I'll just say that this story is not for you, and you are better suited to listen to Snow White's story."

Li Yueqiong's nose wrinkled, "Then I'll listen to it too."

"There are many, many interesting stories in my memory, Kong Yiji, Ah Q, Peach Blossom Fan."

"After that, my husband will slowly tell me, and I will tell the children again."

These absurd stories come from later generations and have not yet been circulated in the Tang Dynasty, but stories are stories, and people will think of the present and the future from the stories.

The story is moving, and it can also plant a seed in people's hearts, and those who can read the story are also readers, especially those who are full of poetry and books, and most of these people are accepted by the family.

These scholars are the nails of the family, and as long as the nails are loosened, they are not far from falling apart.

are all very crazy stories, and I'm afraid that the readers in the world will also go crazy.

These stories have too much stamina.

Read it once and never forget it in this life.

Li Yue whispered, "Husband seems to be unhappy."

Zhang Yang stopped what he was doing, "You said back then that I would be cleaned up by the gentlemen of the world in the future."

Hearing this, she lifted her chin, "They dare!"

In the past, the family had to be careful in their lives, but now it is different, and Lishan is getting stronger and stronger.

The weight in the court is also getting heavier and heavier, and as long as there are firearms in hand, Lishan is safe to protect himself.

After a busy afternoon, the couple made ten soil mines, and Li Yue complained a little, "This thing is so troublesome to put together."

Zhang Yang picked out some defective products from the parts, which could not be assembled.

Even if Master Jiang's current craftsmanship is now, it is inevitable that there will be some dimensional errors.

In the future, we must strive for excellence, and now we will cast defective products and have no choice.

The aunt came with the child in her arms, "Your Highness Princess, the child is hungry."

Li Yue took some rice porridge from the pot and patiently fed Xiao Qingqing, "Auntie, has the third volume of Liaozhai been printed?"

Aunt Wang wiped the child's mouth, "I just printed it today, and I still use the printing equipment of the old workshop, which is too old and inconvenient to use, and it was delayed for two days."

Because the previous assembly line was made of wood, it also led to its short service life.

Lishan's production and manufacturing will continue to develop in the direction of ironware.

Li Yue used a small spoon to send the rice porridge into the child's mouth, "Tomorrow it will be sent to Chang'an City."

"Why?"

The emperor returned to the palace, and the court meeting would not begin until a few days later.

Regarding the strategy of the old gate valve of Guanlong, Li Shimin handed it over to the eldest grandson Wuji to handle it according to Zhang Yang's suggestion.

The eldest grandson Wuji has a wide range of connections, and the scholars everywhere are also in contact with him to appease.

The heat has just passed, and the weather is not as hot as it used to be.

Li Chengqian stood outside the palace, waiting for his father to discuss matters with Zhao Guogong, and then went to report some things that had happened in the court during his father's summer vacation.

In the hall, Li Shimin listened to the report of the eldest grandson Wuji, and Lu Zhaolin was checking the pulse on the side.

"Your Majesty is coming back from Lishan, and the pulse is much better than before." Li Shimin withdrew his wrist and adjusted his cuffs, "It seems that we will drink less in the future."

Lu Zhaolin bowed and saluted, "The minister retires."

Zhang Yang is a person who pays attention to health, as if he has always felt that he will not live long, and he is also very particular about his daily diet, but there must be a vegetarian dish whenever he eats.

I will live longer, and I will hang him in front of the Chengtian Gate in the coming day.

"Your Majesty, this is news from Guan Long." The eldest grandson, Wuji, handed over the recital.

"You've worked hard these days, too." Li Shimin's tone was calm.

"Ministers don't dare to slack off." Eldest Sun Wuji's expression was a little more frightened, and he lowered his head and didn't dare to look at His Majesty's face.

"It seems that those old clans in Guanlong are already in civil strife, and they have no time to take care of the court."

"It's just a stopgap measure, and we'll have to deal with it later."

The plan was put forward by Zhang Yang, and his words were very simple, this kid was rough, and he still needed the eldest grandson Wuji to plan carefully.

It's really not a good thing that this kid can think of such a vicious strategy.

Li Shimin bowed his head and said: "On the day of the autumn equinox, I plan to arrange an autumn garden tour, and then hold a court meeting, you let the people of Zhongshu Province arrange it."

After thinking in his heart, it would be the autumn equinox in three days, and the eldest grandson Wuji saluted and said, "The minister understands."

Li Shimin put down the music and walked over, held his hand and said, "Auxiliary, I was full of spirit with you back then, you and I had the deepest friendship, in front of others, you and I were kings and ministers, and in private I hope we are still like back then."

The eldest grandson Wuji's face was moved, "That's nature."

Li Shimin nodded with satisfaction, "Okay."

"The minister will arrange it first, and the minister will retire." The eldest grandson Wuji turned around and felt very complicated, His Majesty also said that the friendship of the year, is the friendship still the same as it was back then?

With bitterness in his heart, Li Shimin back then is now a heavenly khan.

The brothers of that year were already monarchs and ministers, and they had long been wrong.

Li Chengqian stood outside the hall, and when he saw Zhao Guogong coming out, he hurriedly saluted, "Uncle."

The eldest grandson Wuji bowed and saluted, and his posture was lower than that of the prince, "It has been discussed, Your Majesty plans to hold a garden tour on the day of the autumn equinox, and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince can enter the palace."

Li Chengqian hurriedly walked into the hall with three or two copies of the recital.

The eldest grandson Wuji felt lonely in his heart, and went straight out of the Suzaku Gate, and planned to go back to the mansion to rest, but saw many people standing in front of the door.

His son, Sun Chong, hurriedly greeted him, "Father, these people are all here to talk about Lishan's chat."

The eldest grandson Wuji glanced at these people, "How about Cui Changshi's entry into the mansion?"

Cui Yixuan, who was the head of the Han Palace, was also the left secretary of the court, and he stroked his beard and said, "It's okay, the old man is about to talk about the demon book written by Zhang Yang's demon!"

Since Zhang Yang gave everyone a fortune, this person's reputation in the court has finally improved.

The literati pointed at Zhang Yang because of the book Liaozhai, and while they read it with relish, they still scolded in their words, saying strange and absurd words.

And the generals don't care, they all know that the DPRK and China are in difficulty, and they used to be nervous about paying some money, and they couldn't be hungry when they used food to replenish it, but now they have changed it to silver money, which is real, and it is too late for everyone to support it.

The attitudes of the civil and military sides are clear, and the estrangement has become more serious.

After the grain was harvested in various places, Guanzhong was also in autumn, and the gate of Shangshu Province at this moment was full of files sent from all over the country, because Zhang Yang, the only official in Shangshu Province, was not there, and officials at all levels had to put the music at the door.

Li Lizhi and Li Zhi are cleaning up here with a group of younger brothers and sisters, "My brother-in-law said that we have to help take care of this place these days when he is away."

Li Zhi nodded, "Well, we can't live up to my brother-in-law's trust."

In this way, the younger brothers and sisters are more energetic.

The autumn wind blew through Chang'an City, and there were a few noises on Lishan from time to time, which made the small animals on the mountain very restless.

Li Yue threw a stone and smashed it at the earth mine, and when the stone fell, there was an explosion.

The smoke was filling, and she covered her mouth and nose, "It's still fun to fight."

Zhang Yang nodded and said, "It's really not as fun as the artillery battle, I'm now working on a landing trigger device, I call it a grenade."

"Then wait until later, now that there are such firearms, it will be difficult for the war horse to move an inch." Li Yue lowered his voice, "If this thing is used in the war, I think it will make the war even more miserable."

"Well, once a firearm is used in the military, it will

and made the war many times more terrible than it was before." Zhang Yang stroked her hair bun, "We have more than enough for self-protection."

When the couple left, a pit was blown up, Aunt Wang accompanied the couple down the mountain, and Aunt Yang stood guard in the distance.

No one is allowed to approach the hillside during firearms experiments.

She looked back at the hillside that had been bombed, and she couldn't bear to look at it directly at the moment, there were dozens of pits on the ground, large and small, and if someone passed by, she would want to be dug by someone.

In front of them, the husband and wife were walking side by side, still whispering.

Back home, Zhang Yang washed off the smell of gunsmoke on his body and changed into clean clothes, Li Tai hurriedly came, "Brother-in-law, brother-in-law!"

[In view of the general environment,

Zhang Yang sat down again, spreading his long wet hair, "His Royal Highness King Wei is flustered."

"Outside!" Li Tai pointed in the direction of the entrance of the village, and he didn't slow down all the way.

"Could it be that your father is leading troops to set foot on Lishan Mountain?"

"No!" Li Tai waved his hand in a panic.

Zhang Yang sat down again, "Since it's not, why are you so flustered?"

Li Tai poured a sip of water, "Brother-in-law sent another volume of Liao Zhai to Chang'an City?"

Zhang Yang nodded, "Yes."

"Now there are many scholars outside who say that the demon book written by the brother-in-law is criticized outside the village, saying that they want to be inseparable from the brother-in-law."

"How many?"

"A dozen."

"That's what scared His Royal Highness King Wei like this?"

Li Tai said, "But when they hold the scrolls, they will burn them at the entrance of the village, saying that they want their brother-in-law to see the fate of writing such a demon book."

"Burn it, they will burn it and I will print it again." Zhang Yang drank the tea, "Let them burn it as much as they want, they bought it with their own money anyway."

"Brother-in-law, why don't we take it easy?"

"Slow, slow! Several volumes of Liao Zhai have not yet been printed, Liao Zhai is written as an absurd story, and everything he says is right and wrong in the world, burn it! Even if they burned all the books, my business would only be better."

Zhang Yang's face was melancholy, and he changed his words: "It has nothing to do with business, burn it, the happier they burn, the brighter the light of the righteous path in this world will be."