Outside the temporary mansion, the wind and snow are still there, and the tea leaves and eggs in the mansion are fragrant, and everyone shows the most relaxed side in dealing with the inheritance of the family.

Finally, a pot of tea eggs was eaten by more than a dozen people.

Zhang Yang took a sip of tea and put down the teacup.

Gao Jifu, who was sitting with a group of small officials, asked: "According to the county marquis, let the local state government preside over the construction of the official school itself?" ”

Cen Wenwen smiled: "It's okay, we're just talking here, and we're all expressing our opinions." ”

The people in the audience began to talk about it.

Zhang Yang sat upright and said with a smile: "The number of official schools set up by the state government is decided by the DPRK and the Central Committee according to the population, and the number of people can be determined, and how many hidden households there are, and encourage the return of lowly status, and then the official schools will be opened after doing this." ”

"Wait." Cen Wenwen interrupted: "County marquis, it is inevitable that there will be disagreements between the local state capital and the center, and if they are ordered to open an official school, they should also be encouraged." ”

The many scribes in front of them nodded one after another, and it seemed that there were more people standing on Cen Wenwen's side.

Zhang Yang said lightly: "It is the requirement of the DPRK to let the local state capital build an official school, and they can't help it, and secondly, the DPRK and the central government use credit to let them dispatch money from the local state capital first, and if the construction is completed and the accounts are correct, the DPRK will settle the accounts after verification." ”

"As for the encouragement mentioned by Brother Wenwen, I think it is not necessary, the construction of government schools is the desire of the people and the needs of the masses, this is not the merit of the local state capital, but what they should do."

"I hope you can also understand that the government school cannot be controlled by the local state government, but is directly under the control of the DPRK and China, and as for the follow-up, you can intervene in the discipline evaluation of local officials, and local governance will affect their promotion."

The plan came out of the mouth of the county marquis, and everyone was silent, which was different from the plan at the beginning.

The county marquis means that if you don't do it, you have to do it, and if you don't have benefits, you have to do it.

In order for the horses to run, they will give them fodder.

And this county marquis will give a whip in order to let the horse run.

That's right, it's a whip, the horse has to run, his methods are still as tough as ever, and he doesn't back down in the face of the family, and he should be tough.

Gao Jifu felt that the court needed such toughness, and the Tang Dynasty was strong, so why bother to make compromises.

Xu Jingzong, Li Yifu and others are all from the hands of this county marquis, and their strict ...... It can be seen.

Seeing that Cen Wenwen didn't speak, the people present were not easy to squeak.

Zhang Yang smiled again and said in a low voice: "After that, I'll leave it to Brother Wen to arrange." ”

Cen Wenwen arched his hand and said: "If Zhongshu Province has a charter, the lower officials will discuss it with the county marquis." ”

"I believe in Brother Wen's ability, and I laughed."

When these officials walked out of the palace, the wind and snow outside were even greater.

This year's Xiu Mu is destined to be busy, Zhang Yang, Li Tai, and Li Zhi walked into the snow.

It was only half an hour later, and the snow on the ground had already submerged the horse's hooves.

The carriage that originally contained the silver coins was also hidden by the wind and snow.

Zhang Yang stretched out his hand to remove a layer of snow, and the cold when he reached out and touched the copper coin was very biting.

A few copper coins were placed in his hand and looked carefully, and the print on them was the five-baht coin of the former Sui, and the quality was very poor.

Li Tai shivered in the cold wind, "When the princes were divided into the world and chaotic, although the society was stable in the pre-Sui period, not to mention the separation of the north and south of the two dynasties, the change of dynasties, and the serious private minting, and the name of the currency was very large, which would lead to the chaos of copper coins." ”

Zhang Yang sighed: "If copper coins lose the trust of the people, people will return to bartering. ”

Li Tai said: "I don't want to be in troubled times, the family can accumulate such wealth, after my father first ascended the throne, the family and the country were barren, and the father and mother were even tighter. ”

Hearing this, Li Zhi also showed a look of hatred and hatred.

Zhang Yang took out a bag of copper coins from the carriage, and the older the copper coins became, the more difficult to identify became.

Looking into the distance again, Cen Wenwen and his people had already returned to Chang'an City, and their figures were drowned in the wind and snow.

From this carriage to the other, here are some calligraphy and paintings and precious inkstone brushes.

Zhang Yang also found several authentic paintings of Wang Xizhi.

Li Tai said again: "Fan Yang burned a fire for a day and a night, and many things can no longer be found, these are also snatched out of the fire by Ma Zhou, and the field and household registers are in the hands of Zhao Guogong. ”

Zhang Yang put down the money bag in his hand and sighed: "Brother Wenwen, Brother Wenwen, it's not shallow, the 500,000 guan in the account book is far from the fineness of the copper coin, how can there be 500,000 guan, it's too embarrassing." ”

After all, let people send all these copper coins to the newly repaired treasury.

The snow was getting heavier and heavier, Zhang Yang hurriedly returned home, the home was very quiet at the moment, and before he entered the house, he heard the movement of the dishes and chopsticks.

The wind and snow were blowing constantly, and a thin layer of snow was glued to the door of the house.

The threshold had been submerged in snow, and it was connected to the snow on the ground, and only the crack in the door was still visible, and the warm light of the light could be seen in the gap.

Zhang Yang stretched out his hand and was about to push the door open, but the door opened.

Xiaohui opened the door with the bowl and said with a smile: "Master, I'm back!" ”

"Well, is there anything else to eat?"

"A teacher made dumplings."

Xiaohui hurriedly welcomed the master into the door.

Younger siblings, sons and daughters, and bears are mostly in the house.

Li Yue and her two aunts were sitting on the side, sewing and mending clothes.

Li Lizhi took out a bowl of dumplings from the pot of the stove again, held it and handed it over, "My younger brothers and sisters eat a lot, and that's all left." ”

"That's enough." Zhang Yang took the bowl and chopsticks while eating dumplings, "I ate tea eggs outside." ”

The house was quiet, and after eating, my younger siblings began to take a nap.

The flame in the stove flickered on and off, and the window opened slightly to allow the smoke from the stove to drift outside.

The inside and outside of the house are like two worlds, the outside is cold, and the inside of the house is so warm that you want to sleep.

Zhang Yang took off his already soaked official boots, put his feet by the stove to keep warm, lay on the recliner, listened to the whispers of Li Yue and the two aunts, and fell asleep with sleepiness.

In the winter of the twelfth year of Zhenguan, the mountain of the family collapsed, and the family of Fan Yang fell.

The thunderous means of several other emperors.

All this happened too quickly, watching the crisis appear, and seeing Fan Yanglu's house destroyed in flames.

There has never been glory and wealth in this world for no reason.

The family has long been rotten to the roots.

Crisis awareness is something that must exist in every era.

If the family takes their prosperity for granted and is at ease, then they are not far from destruction.

When the ice and snow first melted, the warm sun appeared in the blue sky for the first time.

My husband likes this blue sky very much, and I can't get tired of looking at it every time.

There are no clouds in the sky, even the wind is warm.

Li Yue came out with the washed bedding and hung them on bamboo poles to dry, while his younger brothers and sisters were cleaning, and the whole house was filled with the smell of soap.

Only Zhang Yang had nothing to do, holding a book in his hand, which was Han Feizi's "The Theory of the Foreign Prince".

Han Feizi's original was destroyed in the war long ago, and these were all copied and compiled by later generations.

There are many books in the Maison's legacy, many of which are even unique.

But this time, there is still no fragment of "The Theory of Recklessness" left by Zhang Heng back then.

The theory of recklessness is one of the few books that dialectically argues the universe of heaven and earth in ancient times.

I can't see the whole volume of "The Theory of Reckoning", and I can't get a glimpse of how far Zhang Heng understood the universe of heaven and earth back then.

What is the level of this astronomer's attainment?

After a long time, Zhang Yang put down the academy, "I'm really crazy. ”

Li Yue was curious: "What?" ”

"It's nothing, I had an idea, but now I think it's ridiculous."

She laughed, "Then don't think about it." ”

After sorting out the scrolls, Li Yue said again: "The queen mother said that this year's court meeting, envoys from various countries will go to Chang'an City, and the husband is the king of Nanzhao, so he asked if he would go to the court." ”

Zhang Yang pillowed on her knee and whispered, "I don't want to go." ”

Seeing that her husband was still a little willful, she smiled softly and said in a low voice, "Then I won't go." ”

When the wind blows, Huaqing Pond sets off a ripple.

A few birds flew by lightly on the water, and when there was another bird call in the mountains and forests, it meant that the cold winter had passed.

Xiao Qingqing wore two pigtails, and his fat and round little face was full of grievances, so he sat on a small bench, and the scroll was placed on a slightly higher chair, just sitting at the door of the house, writing with a pen in one hand.

She really wanted to go out and play, but under the eyes of the two aunts, she could only continue to work on the questions.

This winter is unexpectedly cold, and the current court is very busy with the opening of the official school in the coming year.

Li Shimin listened to Cen Wenwen talk about Zhang Yang's official strategy, and the emperor understood what kind of character this son-in-law was, and how easy it was to take out the money when he entered Lishan.

It's weird that this kid can spit it out.

Thinking that Zheng Gong was very satisfied with Zhang Yang's official strategy, he didn't care about it.

Even if he was dissatisfied in his heart, the emperor at this moment endured it.

Cen Wenwen walked out of the emperor's palace and said to Gao Jifu on the side: "Your son is still in the Hexi Corridor?" ”

Gao Jifu did not hide it, and said: "The family dog passed the imperial examination, and Xu Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites promoted him to serve as the chief historian in the Hexi Corridor and help Di Zhixun preside over the mutual market. ”

"In the coming year, move your son back and come to the province to learn to do things."

Hearing this, Gao Jifu was overjoyed, "Xie Zuocheng." ”

The two walked out of Lishan Mountain, walked from the clean path to the official road that was still a little muddy, and Cen Wenwen said again: "This is arranged by His Majesty." ”

Hearing this, Gao Jifu saluted in the direction of the palace, "Your Majesty." ”

It is best for the child to be able to return to his side, Gao Jifu has long wanted to move his son back, but it is always difficult to open his mouth to Xu Jingzong.

Cen Wenwen's smile continued with deep meaning.

The weather was warm and cold, and now it is only December, and the cold winter is far from over.

There was a bit of bustle in the imperial city, with officials coming and going.

Cen Wenwen returned to the secretary and supervisor, and today he saw a person, who came from Pei Xuanji, a member of the Pei family in Hedong, and the son of Pei Ju.

I have seen a lot of noble children greedy for fun, and there are many things that the younger generations have no interest in.

Cen Wenwen just sat down, drank a sip of hot tea, looked up at Pei Xuanji, and then looked at the account of him in the roster in his hand.

"You're going to teach?"

Pei Xuanji replied: "The knowledge is shallow, and the imperial examination is not yet possible, so it is suitable if it is used for teaching." ”

A small official handed over another piece of music, Cen Wenwen frowned and looked at it, this piece was Pei Xuanji's previous record.

Cen Wenwen frowned and said, "You and Pei Xingjian are fellow villagers?" ”

Pei Xuanji nodded and said: "I know his person, I have never met him in Hedong." ”

Seeing that he was still nodding, Pei Xuanji frowned and stood in place, not knowing what the person in front of him who had just been promoted to Zuo Cheng was thinking.

He is the same age as Zhang Yang, and he is more serious than Lishan in terms of appearance and conversation.

Cen Wenwen said again: "Go to Hedong to teach? ”

Pei Xuanji explained: "Zai was born in Hedong, and Hedong is Xia's hometown. ”

"But people have been arranged to go to Hedong to teach." After that, Cen Wenwen sighed and closed the piece in his hand, and said: "In the early years, you followed Li Zhengzao, and later was abandoned by Li Zhengzao because of the white sugar case, and then you intended to climb Lishan, and then you went out to travel and participate in the Fanyang Change, right?" ”

Pei Xuanji lowered his head and said, "Exactly." ”

Cen Wenwen looked at him and said in a low voice: "You can go to Hedong to teach, it's good to have one more manpower." ”

"Xie Zuocheng."

"But ......" After a pause, Cen Wenwen took a deep breath and said slowly: "After you go to Hedong, you can no longer interact with the people involved in Fan Yang's affairs, and you have to go to the county where you are located every month to submit the deeds, so okay?" ”

Pei Xuanji said loudly: "Thank you Zuo Cheng." ”

The secretary in the province, and there were officials who came in, Cen Wenwen wrote a document, stamped it and handed it to him, and said in a low voice: "You are not the only teacher in Hedong, teach well in the future, and you must not leave without permission, because you are a wang clan, and the court will interrogate you more, and I hope you will not be surprised." ”

"Zuo Cheng should have some concerns."

"Hmm."

"After saying goodbye, I will go to Hedong."

Cen Wenwen smiled kindly, "You can go, the location and the county government are written in the paperwork, just hand it over to the local county magistrate." ”

"Whoa."

Pei Xuanji bowed and walked out of the secretary province.

Out of Chang'an City, he used his only remaining silver money to buy a fast horse, turned on the horse and walked along the Weishui River to the east.

When passing by Lishan, Pei Xuanji looked there, and he muttered: "Congratulations to the county marquis for his promotion to Shangshu Zuocheng, and let the sea and sky be used in the future, you and I will never see each other again in the future, and I will listen to the news of Chang'an City in Hedong in the future, and listen to what you have done as a county candidate, I hope we can all have a good end." ”

After that, Pei Xuanji picked up the water bladder, poured a sip of wine facing Lishan, laughed three times, and rode his horse towards the east of the river.

There was an urgent report to Chang'an City, two months after Fan Yang's accident, and now Qinghe also had an accident.

In Zhongshu Province, the eldest grandson Wuji looked at the urgent report and said: "Crazy, crazy!" These guys are crazy! ”

The storm that overthrew the family was high for a while, and Fang Xuanling said in a low voice: "The crusade against the family that Gong Zheng read has not yet been clarified. ”

The eldest grandson Wuji said worriedly: "Send this urgent report to Lishan, hand it over to Your Majesty, and inform Your Majesty that the Zhongshu Province has been arranged." ”

"Whoa."

Fang Xuanling looked at Zhao Guogong's anxious appearance of pacing back and forth at the moment, and rarely saw him have such a powerless look.