Seeing a group of soldiers and horses passing through the street, holding a general's flag in their hands, Zhang Yang asked curiously: "Where have they gone to increase their troops recently?"

Xu Jingzong replied: "I heard that someone was making trouble near Qinghe. Your Majesty asked the Ministry of War to send troops to check it out."

"Qinghe?"

Zhang Elephant added: "The situation in Qinghe is turbulent. What's strange is that the DPRK has not received any report from Qinghe."

Tian Khan came into conflict with the Cui family of Qinghe, a 700-year-old family.

On one side is Tian Khan who still has great ambitions, and the Cui family of Qinghe is a powerful figure who has been entrenched in the Central Plains for more than 700 years.

When these two parties fight each other, there will be plenty of fun to watch.

Due to his own position and situation, Zhang Yang hopes that Li Shimin can win.

If Li Shimin loses, the Cui family of Qinghe will call on tens of thousands of scholars to discredit this Khan.

It may even affect Lishan's business, as he and his father-in-law share the same hatred.

Zhang Yang took a sip of mutton soup and said, "Brother Elephant, the censor came to the Rites Department to inquire about our accounts."

Apart from Xu Jingzong and Zhang Xiangxiang, Da Su and other three people know the origin of the money in the Foreign Affairs Academy, and only His Majesty's.

Of course, there is also Cheng Chumo, so you can rest assured about Chumo.

If he confesses, the Cheng family will also be implicated.

Xu Jingzong took a sip of tea and said, "Actually, this matter is easy to handle. As long as we don't tell them, they will think that all the money comes from Lishan."

Zhang Elephant said in a deep voice: "The Foreign Affairs Commission has always had accounts, which can be presented to them."

Zhang Yang put his hands behind his hands and said, "We still have to deal with the Japanese people."

The three of them were silent for a moment, and Xu Jingzong pondered and explained in a low voice: "We can ask Chu Mo to help us take away the Japanese people who know the inside story."

A few people discussed for a while and came up with some plans.

At a wine shop in Pingkangfang, Chang'an City, Xu Jingzong came to a room where An Yanyan was still drinking.

"How is the messenger doing lately?"

"Everything is fine."

These days, Xu Jingzong has been taking him to eat, drink and have fun. This guy is different from other envoys.

In his opinion, the other messengers were all a bit stupid, but this guy looked more calm.

Xu Jingzong sat down cross-legged, "Actually, you don't care about the lives of Western Turks at all, do you?"

An Yanyan smiled and said: "I came to Chang'an to pay homage to Hetian Khan for Ye Hu Khan."

Xu Jingzong poured him a drink and said, "You are not from the Western Turks, and the descendants of you nine surnames of Zhaowu have never really belonged to any party."

"Is it the Khan's arrangement to send Ashinadur to Western Turks?"

"What do you think?"

Xu Jingzong asked rhetorically.

Facing this guy, it felt like he had met his opponent. An Yanyan looked polite and polite, and looked at his confident look. Xu Jingzong wanted to laugh in his heart. How many such people fell into the hands of Zhang Shangshu.

An Yanyan took out a volume of book and asked, "This volume of The Red Mansion was written by Zhang Shangshu?"

Xu Jingzong nodded, "But this book has been classified as * by the nobles."

An Yanyan raised his head and said: "Zhang Shangshu has great literary talent and is able to write such exquisite stories. As soon as this book came out two years ago, I sent people to Chang'an City to buy it. There are also Liang Zhu and Xixiang, they are all very good.

story."

"It is said that these books are also circulated among various small countries in the Western Regions. I admire Zhang Shangshu's stories very much. It was a pity that I could not speak to Zhang Shangshu in front of Chengtian. I wonder if Xu Shilang can introduce them to him.

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Xu Jingzong had also read The Story of the Red Chamber and was a little surprised at the moment. He didn't expect Anyan Yan to admire Zhang Shangshu so much.

"I think you have heard about our minister's temperament. Not everyone can easily see him."

Anyanyan let out a long sigh, "What a pity."

Xu Jingzong stood up and closed the door, "I won't say any secret words tomorrow. You, the nine Zhaowu surnames, are with Ye Hu Khan to provide weapons and food. We at the Diplomatic Academy don't trust you."

An Yanyan said again: "Is it true that Ashinadur came to the Western Turks for peace? I have heard about Zhang Shangshu. He also defeated a Tibetan heavenly being in the Taiji Hall that day. As early as the beginning, there were people in the Western Regions.

It is rumored that Zhang Yang is a wise man."

"I have always admired wisdom and disliked brute force. If Zhang Shangshu can let Ashinadur leave the Western Turks, the nine surnames of Zhaowu will be grateful to the Foreign Affairs Council and donate tens of thousands of coins."

As soon as he opened his mouth, he said tens of thousands of words, and his tone was quite loud.

If he hadn't been serving in the Foreign Affairs Council, he might have actually agreed to his conditions.

Xu Jingzong frowned and looked at him, "Once Ashinadur leaves the Western Turks, Yehu Khan can regain the Western Turkic tribes in a short time, and you can get huge benefits from it, right?"

Anyan Yan nodded without denying, "Isn't this what the Foreign Affairs Council wants?"

"Can you leave Yehu Khan at this time?"

"I have spent so much money to support Ye Hu Khan. If I quit now, I will lose all my money. Zhang Shangshu's family is huge. If I can hand over the cotton manufacturing method, I can consider leaving."

Xu Jingzong nodded and stood up, opening the door.

An Yanyan asked again: "Is Mr. Xu leaving now?"

Xu Jingzong replied: "Since the envoy has explained the conditions, it is enough."

In the evening, idle people gathered on the streets of Chang'an City. They came out of the alleys in groups and walked on Zhuque Street.

People have been working for a day, and now there are people coming and going when returning to and leaving the city.

In this most lively time, even if there is some chaos, the government cannot control it.

Outside Chang'an City, three fast horses left and headed west.

It was not until the curfew that Chang'an City returned to peace.

Zhang Yang put on his clothes and glanced at the messy bed. His wife was still sleeping soundly.

The daughter was still asleep in the cradle, Zhang Yang pinched her little face, and she woke up with this pinch.

The cry started, and Zhang Yang quickly picked her up and comforted her.

Li Yue woke up in confusion, "The child is awake?"

Her loose clothes were hanging down, and her expression was not energetic.

Zhang Yang put the child in her arms and held her waist, "Go to the village in the afternoon to decorate the yard of the new home."

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Realizing that her husband's hands were being dishonest again, Li Yue dodged and said, "It's time for your husband to go to court."

Zhang Yang then took back his hand and walked out of the house only to find that it was raining. It was a damn early morning. If he hadn't been in a hurry, he could still have made breakfast for his family.

Picking up the small oil umbrella usually used by his wife, Zhang Yang stepped out of the house. The cold wave sweeping from the northwest arrived in the warm Guanzhong.

Due to the conflict between cold and warm climates, the weather that was supposed to snow turned into rainy days.

The genius is bright, but the street is dark at the moment.

The rain falling on the umbrella turned into a curtain of water in front of my eyes.

Zhang Yang felt uncomfortable without breakfast, so he bought a cake from a roadside vendor to relieve his stomach.

With his official boots stepping on the wet ground, Zhang Yang continued walking while holding an umbrella in one hand and eating cakes.

Walking into Zhuque Gate from Zhuque Street is the Imperial City.

The officials who were rushing to go to court were in a hurry and ran all the way risking their lives.

Only Zhang Yang walked leisurely and came to the etiquette department, where Li Baiyao and Xu Jingzong were taking shelter from the rain under the eaves.

"Have you eaten?" Zhang Yang held this big naan cake in his hand.

He couldn't finish it in a short time, so he broke the naan bread and divided it between the two of them.

Xu Jingzong took it and nodded: "It's true that I haven't eaten yet."

Li Baiyao also took the cake.

Several more officials hurried past the door.

Zhang Yang whispered: "How did things go?"

Xu Jingzong finished the cake in a few mouthfuls. "Everything has been arranged. I received a reply early in the morning. The envoy also wanted to plot Lishan's cotton cloth manufacturing technology."

Cotton cloth manufacturing and papermaking are Lishan's core technologies and the source of wealth.

Li Baiyao walked out of the eaves and hurriedly walked towards Chengtian Gate.

"I talked to him yesterday. He admires Shangshu very much, but he doesn't want to give in. He can only ask General Chu Mo to help."

Zhang Yang nodded and said: "First of all, he is a human being. As long as he is a human being, there is a way to solve him."

"I understand."

A street in the West Market of Chang'an City. There are many outsiders in this area of ​​the West Market, and most of the people living here are Turks or people from the Western Regions.
To be continued...