The judgment of the court and the central government on the children of the evil family is very simple, it is simply a matter of falling to the ground.

Since the Fan Yang Lu family was forced to rise up, then this matter, everyone who should die will die.

The emperor's hideous side is fully revealed here.

Fan Yanglu's family is dead, and he hasn't come to assassinate him again these days, it's all in vain.

Zhang Yang and the emperor sat at the foot of the mountain, what did Pei Xuanji do, and no news was sent.

It's just that today another piece of music was sent, and the students who burned the ancestral house of the Lu family in Fanyang came to Chang'an City to ask the emperor for their guilt.

Li Shimin took the piece in distress, "What do you think I want to do with them?" ”

"This is Your Majesty's business, and it has nothing to do with me."

"You used to say a word or two to me."

Zhang Yang changed his sitting posture and said: "I have recently exercised my mind, practicing calligraphy all day long, and in addition to improving my calligraphy recently, I also feel that my mood has improved a lot." ”

"Okay, leave this matter to Zhao Guogong."

"Your Majesty."

"Did Gong Zheng tell you anything?"

Hearing this, Zhang Yang frowned and said, "What does Your Majesty think Zheng Gong should say to him?" ”

Li Shimin stood up and said with a smile: "There are still a lot of concerts waiting for me to approve and return to the palace." ”

"Your Majesty, go slowly."

A lot of people died this winter, especially in Fanyang, the winter was so cold to the bone, Zhang Yang tightened his clothes.

Wait for Xiao Qingqing to ride Xiong Da back.

Zhang Yang took her home.

Who would have thought that the Fan Yang Lu family would fall so quickly, and the embankment of a hundred miles would collapse in the anthill, their downfall did not happen overnight, but a long period of oppression would make the people at the bottom have such anger.

Zhang Yang looked at the family in front of him having dinner, thinking of the matter of Fan Yang's Lu family this time, the emperor got the family's hidden land and released a lot of people who were slaves and maids.

And the Cui clan in the Bolin area also handed over the hidden land to the central government, and also released nearly 10,000 people.

The population and land were exactly what the court needed, so the emperor made a windfall in terms of the land and population of the court, not to mention how much gold and silver were collected.

Li Yue listened to these news and said in a low voice: "From the beginning of the confrontation between my father and the family, until the collapse of the Fanyang Lu family now, now the situation is different, and those families have begun to survive with broken arms. ”

Li Liqing, Xiao Wu and Xiao Hui sat in the library and listened to the two aunts talk about the progress of the matter.

Zhang Yang likes to drink a cup of strong tea after meals, and then begins to practice calligraphy.

Xiao Wu said in a low voice: "In this way, wouldn't they let His Majesty slaughter them?" ”

Li Yue nodded and said: "In order to protect themselves, they will hand over all their property, and this is no longer a matter of how the court wants to deal with them." ”

Seeing that Xiao Wu was puzzled, Xiao Hui helped explain: "Senior Sister Xiao Wu, it's identity. ”

Xiao Wu said in a low voice: "Fan Yang's Lu family is dead, everyone in the world is an evil family, as long as they are still the identity of the family, there will be people who spurn them?" ”

Xiaohui said: "That's right. ”

In fact, they were all wrong, Zhang Yang put down the pen in his hand, and said: "Let's see if the calligraphy of the teacher has improved a little more." ”

Xiaohui raised her eyes and looked embarrassed.

Xiao Wu frowned and remained silent.

Li Li wanted to speak and stopped.

Seeing the appearance of the three of them in difficulty, Li Yue covered his mouth and chuckled.

Zhang Yang sighed: "Everyone has their own font, I call this Lishan cursive, and I will also publish a calligraphy in the future." ”

Xiaohui said in a low voice: "The calligraphy that the world admires has charm and heavy penmanship, but Master's calligraphy looks ......."

Zhang Yang asked tentatively, "Unique?" ”

Xiaohui finally nodded, "It's really unique." ”

"If you don't write well, it's not good, you don't have to do this, I'll practice again."

Practicing calligraphy is superficial, in fact, the most important thing is to practice the state of mind, and a person's state of mind can be seen from calligraphy.

Although the words written by the husband are very neat, the pen is very messy, indicating that there is still anxiety in his heart.

After washing, the couple lay down early.

Li Yue grabbed the quilt with both hands, turned his head to look at his husband who was still sitting and reading, "What is my husband worried about today?" ”

"I'm wondering what to do in the future."

Li Yue lay on his side, holding his head with one hand and said curiously: "Later?" ”

Zhang Yang closed the scroll, "This volume of the ram's biography is written to retreat to the Shi, and to return Lu to the king." ”

"Huh? Husband is about to pay tribute? ”

"I want Zheng Gong to be a leader as soon as possible, and I told Fan Yang about this before his interrogation, but the words are secretive."

"Zheng Gong has his own code of conduct."

What a thoughtful person he is, he has high requirements for himself and others.

Seeing that her husband was still frowning, Li Yue asked again, "But there is still something to worry about?" ”

"Yes."

Zhang Yang put the scroll aside, and said in a low voice: "Although the support for education and the construction of government schools have been effective, but this effect is not great, families from all over the country are now handing over acres of land or releasing the population, and the aftermath is a very serious matter, the opening of government schools will be very smooth, but how to solve the shortage of manpower that comes with it." ”

It wasn't until it was late at night that Zhang Yang lay down, blew out the oil lamp, and then closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Life is not always smooth sailing, there are always a lot of troubles.

Pei Xuanji is back today.

This guy has not heard from him for more than half a year, and finally appeared by the Weishui River at this moment.

Zhang Yang walked to the Weishui River and said in a low voice, "What are you doing when you come back?" ”

Pei Xuanji said in a low voice: "That old monk is dead. ”

"Which old monk?"

"A monk who sells papermaking."

At that time, Buddhism and the family all wanted papermaking, and Li Zhengzao came with the monk Huikuang of Guoqing Temple.

Zhang Yang asked, "How did he die?" ”

Pei Xuanji is no longer the unobtrusive appearance he was back then, and now he is skinny and skinny, and his eyes are much sharper.

"I heard that he died of old age, a month ago."

Recent events always make people unhappy, and Fan Yanglu's family is dead, which makes people unhappy.

Monk Huikuang died, and he couldn't be happy.

"In the future, will Buddhism still buy papermaking?"

"Not anymore." Pei Xuanji shook his head and said slowly: "Over the years, I have traveled all over the Central Plains, and I know more things than the county marquis. ”

"It's a pity, it's sad." Pei Xuanji's tone trembled a little, and he said in a low voice: "That's a million guan, he didn't save enough money to buy Lishan papermaking until he died." ”

When the cold wind blew, the Weishui River rippled again.

"Now that Monk Xuanzang is back, the monks of the Central Plains are looking forward to the day when Xuanzang enters the customs, so Huikuang's persistence is not important, it doesn't matter, but ......"

The words paused, and his voice was low, and he said: "I think that the way of the monk Huikuang is right, from the prosperity of Buddhism, you can get papermaking, so that you can have enough scriptures, as long as there are scriptures, there will be more monks, instead of looking forward to Xuanzang's entry, what does the county marquis think?" ”

Zhang Yang took a deep breath and patted him on the shoulder, "Actually, you can't come back." ”

Hearing the answer, Pei Xuanji said again: "County marquis, I have experienced a lot in the past two years. ”

Zhang Yang handed him a hot meat bun and said with a smile: "Talk while eating." ”

Pei Xuanji told the story of his deeds of driving the students with the diary of a madman, and from the beginning he was alone and high-spirited, but he united some people with lofty ideals.

Later, a student who had studied hard for more than ten years swung his knife at his companions.

His initial combined manpower fell apart for a time.

After that, Pei Xuanji encountered the most difficult escape stage in his life.

was chased all the way by the Seven Sects and Five Wangs, and at that time he felt that he might as well be dead.

may not be able to swallow this breath in his heart, and later he fled from Hebei to Taiyuan.

began to change direction and start to develop from the bottom people.

As a result, in less than a year, his alliance grew stronger and stronger, and in order to unite everyone, Pei Xuanji no longer became the leader of the alliance himself.

It's about letting these people at the bottom organize themselves.

Pei Xuanji said in a low voice: "County Marquis, I can't help you, in fact, things got out of control later, once their anger was ignited, they couldn't say that it was because of Fan Yang's tragedy, this is all Xia's fault." ”

He covered his cheeks in pain, his breathing was a little choked, and he whispered: "I can't stop them, my most important person died under the whip of the family, he was beaten to death, but he still told me that his death was insignificant." ”

"Actually...... I didn't want to do so much at the beginning. Pei Xuanji scratched his scalp in pain again, "County Marquis, I'm sorry for them!" ”

Zhang Yang handed him another bun.

This time, Pei Xuanji had no appetite to eat again.

"You're in a bad state right now."

"I'm still a little sober in the next place, come and see the county marquis."

Zhang Yang said again: "You are the heir of the Pei clan in Hedong, and the descendant of Mr. Pei Ju." ”

"There is nothing to be done next but his heirs."

Zhang Yang breathed in the cold air, looked at him, and said: "The matter is over, what the court will do in the future, you should also relax, even if you can't do what Mr. Pei did back then, you shouldn't be willing to fall." ”

At that time, Yu Wenhua launched the Jiangdu Mutiny and killed many people.

And now, whether it is Xu Jingzong, Shangguanyi, or Pei Xuanji, they are all descendants of the disaster that year.

Zhang Yang said in a low voice: "You go to Chongdefang." ”

"Chongde Fang?"

"Oh, you don't know yet." Zhang Yang took two steps and continued: "Chongdefang is a fang market presided over by His Royal Highness the Prince, where many scholars gather, and there are also high-ranking disciples like you, who are all focusing on the imperial examination. ”

"Now you have two choices, one is to participate in the imperial examination and strive to keep up with the pace of Mr. Pei back then, and the other is that you feel that your talent is not enough to pass the imperial examination, so you go to participate in the volunteer teaching."

Zhang Yang explained: "Volunteer teaching is to go to remote places to gather the support of the people for the community, or you can also govern one side and teach and educate people, depending on what you want to do." ”

After being silent for a long time, Pei Xuanji suddenly stood up, his eyes were a lot firmer, "I'll go to teach!" ”

"The imperial examination is very difficult, it is not easy for you to pick it up again at your current age, it seems simple to teach, but you will stay in a poor place for many, many years."

"The county marquis doesn't need to persuade me."

Pei Xuanji's emaciated cheeks had a resolute look, and he turned his back to him, "I'm going to teach, at least like a high-ranking disciple, not dishonoring my father's style, and doing something I should do." ”

Suddenly, he turned his head again and said with a smile: "County Marquis! What do you think? ”

Zhang Yang stretched out his hand and wanted to pat him on the shoulder again, but before his hand fell, he hesitated, so he had to take his hand back and sighed: "If you want, you can go to Nanzhao." ”

"I know that the county marquis is the king of Nanzhao, but I can only refuse the kindness of the county marquis, maybe I can enjoy the glory of Nanzhao when I go down, but this is not what I think in my heart."

"It's all up to you, our cooperation ends here, if you want to join the office, I can find a way for you, if you want to be rich, I can let you go to Nanzhao to be a marquis, if you want to teach, I can't help you with anything."

Pei Xuanji bowed down and made a big salute, and said: "Back then, it was muddy, but now I think about it, I have been vigorous, this life is enough, and now I want to be plain." ”

"Hmm." Zhang Yang nodded.

"I grew up in Hedong, there is a village in my hometown, I passed by there two months ago, I stopped and stood for a long time, there are many children there, but I don't know how to face the township."

"This time, I will first go to Chongdefa, enter the official school, go to teach, and teach and educate people for the rest of my life."

He swallowed a mouthful of saliva and saluted: "I have taken my leave, and I will never see the county marquis again in the future." ”

Zhang Yang looked at his back and was speechless for a long time.

There is no reason to owe in this world, from Pei Xuanji's point of view, he and Lishan owe no one.

Fan Yanglu's family has fallen, and the matter will be done, and he will not have to do anything in the future, and the court will eat away the seven sects and five hopes.

Hui Kuang died of old age, and until he died of old age, he did not have enough money to buy Lishan's papermaking.

Does Buddhism really not have the financial resources?

Zhang Yang shook his head and denied it, they did, but some people didn't believe him anymore and were unwilling to hand over their money to this crazy old monk.

This world seems to be crazy and brutal.

Zhang Yang walked to the teacher's house, Zhang Gongjin was still lecturing to Xiao Qingqing, and Li Yue was still wrapping buns with his wife.

"Elephant, Dasu, Da'an don't know when they will be able to come and see our old couple."

The master muttered, her heart full of displeasure.

Li Yue persuaded: "Recently, the DPRK and China have been very busy, and many people have to rest. ”

The master sighed again and said in a low voice: "It's better for you and your husband, the old guy has also decided, I plan to go back to Chang'an City to live this year, go to see the old mansion in Chang'an City, and then return to Lishan after the spring of the next year." ”

Zhang Gongjin drank tea and said, "Have you seen him?" ”

"Well, I've seen it, he said a lot, talked about the causes and consequences of those things, things didn't do well, and there were a lot of regrets, but it won't help to make up for it now."

"Zheng Gong has been living in Lishan for the past two days, you and Zheng Gong will walk around more, and we will return to Chang'an early tomorrow morning."

"Do you need your disciple to prepare anything?"

"No need." Zhang Gongjin smiled and waved his hand.