The child's cry echoed in the yard.

Xiao Wu looked at him for a long time, "Master is not fierce."

Seeing that the little bear kept pulling his dress, Li Yue bent down and carried the child to the front of the little bear.

It first sniffed, then hit the child's face with its nose, and then lay on the ground.

Li Yue smiled gently and took the child into the house.

In the eighth year of Zhenguan, the day before New Year's Eve, Zhang Yang and Li Tai stood at the entrance of the village.

A truck of sand and gravel is right in front of you, with borax and harder quartz.

Li Tai whispered: "Brother-in-law, are we really not buying hematite?"

Zhang Yang looked into the distance with his hands in his arms. At this moment, a man was riding a horse from Chang'an City and heading towards Mount Li.

The visitor seemed very anxious and kept waving the whip.

As the figure got closer, he whispered, "If His Highness of Wei wants to live in Mount Li for a few more years, don't buy hematite for those dealers. Your father doesn't seem to know the existence of these dealers, but in fact he is staring at the turbulence in Chang'an City."

Li Tai first asked the guards to send all the sand and gravel to the Blacksmith's House.

Zhang Yang also instructed: "Borax can remove impurities when cast iron, and it must be added continuously when forging. It is also good to crush quartz for cooling. Try it more."

The guard left after receiving the words.

It is imperative to improve the casting technology, and to create a yellow-blasting process must start from the most basic level.

Although Datang’s wrought iron technology is good, horizontal knives and Moknives are always good. However, it is almost a piece of white paper in the application of alloy manufacturing and carbon steel such as metals.

Most industrial manufacturing is mainly made of wood. Better ones will use some iron tools, which will take a long way to use it in application.

Salt and iron are related to the stability of the government, and Tian Khan needs to give Lishan a green light.

I want the results of Mount Li and don’t want to give Mount Li resources. I’m too unkind. I must talk to the emperor when I find an opportunity.

Just thinking about the days, Asunatur is now time to go to the Western Turks.

Soon, the person came to see him.

Li Xiaogong turned over and got off the horse, "Are you a kid a father?"

Zhang Yang gave a slight tribute, "You are here so late, and the children will be able to climb all over the floor in a while."

Li Xiaogong handed the horse's reins to Li Tai, "It's the end of the year and Zongzheng Temple is also the busiest time. I finally arranged things. I came here without stopping and could not stay in Mount Li for a long time. I have to go back to deal with various royal families in half an hour."

"Go to have a seat at home?"

"No need." Li Xiaogong took out a piece of jade inlaid with purple, "This piece of jade is given to the little princess."

After taking the jade, Zhang Yang looked at it carefully.

"This is purple jade, which is said to be from the Qinling Mountains, and some people call it Qin Ziyu." Li Tai stood aside and introduced.

The jade is not small, and it is heavy and square. Zhang Yang puts it in his arms, "Xie Hejian Prince."

Li Xiaogong frowned and said, "As you told me, I did everything. Although it was just a name, someone has indeed come to read it."

"Everything needs to be prepared for both."

"How much money do you plan to earn from the children of aristocratic families this time?"

"The Prince of Hejian misread me. Am I for money? I'm for the prosperity and strength of the Tang Dynasty."

After Zhang Yang said with his head raised, he saw that he was still staring at him, and lowered his head guiltily, "Make some money by the way."

Li Tai followed his guard to the Blacksmith's House.

Walking at the entrance of the village with the Prince of Hejian, Zhang Yang put his hands on his hands and said, "It is better to remove the firewood from the cauldron than to stir up the soup."

"You are becoming more and more literary and popular now." Li Xiaogong sighed and felt a little disappointed, "You didn't do this before."

"How did I do before?"

"It doesn't matter how it was in the past, it's much better now than before."

Zhang Yang said again: "Maybe I have read too much recently."

Li Xiaogong nodded, "That's right, Your Majesty asked you to read more books of sages."

The two walked to the Weishui River and sat down, Zhang Yang leaned against a stone with his hands on his back.

Li Xiaogong looked at the village, "I really want to be so idle with you. Yesterday, the wife at home got angry again because of a trivial matter."

Zhang Yang took a breath of cold air, "How is the Prince of Hejian's health recently?"

"I am strong and not injured."

"I mean, is the toilet still unobstructed in the morning recently?"

"Does we have to talk badly?"

Zhang Yang kept silent for a long time.

The ice surface of the Weishui River finally melted and the river began to flow. The scenery just looks so relaxing.

"I will eat more bean sprouts." Li Xiaogong stood up and walked towards the entrance of the village.

"Drink less and eat more vegetables." Zhang Yang told him along the way.

He picked up the horse's reins again, and Li Xiaogong turned over to the horse, "I'm watching for you about the aristocratic family."

Zhang Yang said loudly: "When the child can speak, I will recognize you as my grandfather."

"Hahaha!"

Li Xiaogong laughed heartily and rode his horse and whipped towards Chang'an City.

This world always gives you a sense of alienation, and only Li Xiaogong can communicate and get closer.

This person is careless in his work and can do something like a life-despairing thing that burns the Ministry of Rites.

Zhang Yang was worried about his later years.

After spending so many years in Chang'an City, Li Xiaogong really wanted to be good for himself for the first time. He didn't need too much to accept his elders. He could withstand the thunder for himself and withstand the risk of being beheaded by Li Shimin, and he could also help me excuse him.

Lee Hyo-gong is the first one, and he is also standing by his side sincerely.

"A real man should be so free and easy to walk around the world."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Yang looked back and didn't know when Zhang Dasu stood behind him.

"Da Su, where is your brother?"

"Brother has gone to Chang'an City. Brother has a family to take care of."

Zhang Yang nodded slightly, "Didn't you get married?"

Speaking of this, Zhang Dasu looked a little embarrassed. "It was the end of the year and now he is the Minister of Rites. Many of his wife's relatives want to seek a job for the children, but how could the little minister make arrangements for them? Now he can hide for one day."

No matter what, Zhang Gongjin is also a Duke, and his parents' home will be somewhat attached.

Zhang Dasu said again: "It's okay. When the kiss papers are back in the spring of the next year, they will be calm. Zhang Shangshu don't worry. His father also said that the requests for these kiss papers cannot be agreed. Once they agree, there will only be more such things in the future."

"Besides, Your Majesty is rectifying the administration of the government. How can the subordinate officials make mistakes at this time?"

"The teacher is still sensible. We can definitely do something big in the future and make the School of Foreign Affairs bigger and stronger."

“Yes, make it bigger and stronger.”

Walking into the village, Zhang Yang said curiously: "How is the translation done?"

Zhang Dasu replied, "Tubo dialect and Turkic dialect are all ready."

"Da Su, have you ever thought about letting these people speak Guanzhong dialect and read Guanzhong books?"

"If that's the case, will it be useful for me to do translation?"

Zhang Dasu is a person who is very attentive in his work. Now he is diving into the customs and customs of various places outside the pass, mainly doing research and sorting out this area.

"It's useful, why is it useless? These are the achievements of our Foreign Affairs House. It's difficult for them to forget their own language."

"What Zhang Shangshu said."

On the New Year's Eve of the eighth year of Zhenguan, Zhang Yang made several sumptuous meals and invited Li Yuan and his teacher's family.

There are also Shangguan Yi, Wu Shiyan, Niu Chuang and the backbone of the village.

At the dinner table, Li Yuan held the smile on his face with his little granddaughter. The child's crying reached outside the yard, and there was another laughter in the yard.

Zhang Yang sat next to the teacher, "The teacher should also eat some meat. You can try the fish I fried myself."

Zhang Gongjin nodded with a smile.

In Chang'an City, it is also the most lively time.

Li Shimin also held a banquet in the Tai Chi Hall, and Xu Jingzong stood outside the hall to arrange for the envoys from various countries to meet.

"I also ask the envoys of all countries to not mention state affairs at the banquet, and wait for the next year's court meeting to arrange it."

Everyone understands it.

Finally, Xu Jingzong's eyes fell on the Japanese envoy, who was also a powerful child over there, and the son of the Zhongchen Kasuzu.
To be continued...