Zhang Yang said sadly: "Will the court pay a salary?"

"Why should the county marquis care about their salary?"

"Of course I have to care, this is my labor reward."

Cen Wenben thought for a while and said, "If your Majesty does not pay a salary next time, the officials will definitely advise you."

Zhang Yang patted his shoulder, "Brother Wenben, we are honest friends."

"Yes, the official is leaving."

“Not giving.”

After leaving, Zhang Yang looked at the extra Li Tai and Li Xiaogong uncle and nephew squatting under the tree.

There are a lot of thoughts in my heart, and ignorance and autocracy are the biggest enemies of the development of Mount Li.

Li Shimin is not an autocratic person, but the prejudices in the court are the biggest enemy of Mount Li.

This prejudice comes from their past experience and past historical materials.

The development of Mount Li is unfamiliar to these people, and the production level of Mount Li is something they have never reached before.

It is precisely because of this that people in the world are bound to prejudice against Mount Li, and even have serious hostility towards Mount Li.

If Zhang Yang thought about these things all day long, he felt like he was going crazy and heard the hearty laughter coming from afar.

I don’t know what Li Tai said, which made the Prince of Hejian laugh so much.

I envy the state of mind of the Hejian prince, and he can always live freely.

Stopped in an open space in the village, and her daughter was learning to learn how to follow Hongfu girl.

She learned to kick and punch.

The short limbs are still clumsy.

Soon, the warrior came.

"County Marquis." He bowed and said.

"Duke Ying Guo has leisure today."

The warrior caressed his feet and said with a smile: "It's still the county marquis Qingxian, and he can watch the child learn martial arts here."

"Actually, it's busy."

Zhang Yang stood in the rain and whispered.

The rain is getting lighter, but the wind is getting colder.

The warrior went forward and walked: "The county marquis proposed to return farmland, return forests, and build rivers and canals. Nothing was allowed in the court since last year."

Zhang Yang had a lot of fatigue in his eyes, and felt frustrated, and replied: "I thought the court could consider the problem based on my ideas. I thought my point of view was right, so I hope they agreed with my point of view. Such wishful thinking was my mistake."

The warrior smiled and said, "I will feel relieved if the county marquis can recognize these."

This Lishan is less than thirty years old, with a vision and ambition, and can make some results in the court and manage a place in the countryside.

The only drawback is his weird hobby.

"Will the county marquis still think that Guanzhong needs to return farmland to build water conservancy?"

Zhang Yang nodded and said, "I will continue to mention these things in the future."

"Are you not afraid of the court opposing again?"

"Duke Yingguo, it is easy to give up something, and failure is also a common thing. I don't think failure is a shameful thing. It is shameful thing to fall into depravity because of failure."

Samurai frowned and said, "This is very interesting."

Zhang Yang smiled awkwardly, "This sentence comes from a man named Wang Shouren."

The rain stopped, and water droplets fell from the hat. The sky was gloomy, and it seemed that it would continue to rain.

Warrior was mainly responsible for production scheduling in the village. Like Shangguan Yi, he was often so busy that he was not touching the ground.

"The county marquis is still planning to continue to give advice?"

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "I think it will cause trouble for advice and it will not be of any benefit to my plan, so I don't plan to give advice now."

“How to do that?”

"Prove evidence, practice, seek truth from facts, and don't talk about falsehood."

The warrior nodded, "Well, I admire him."

My daughter's study today is over, and Zhang Yang takes her home.

Xiong Da's back was wet, so Xiao Qingqing had to follow his father's footsteps.

The father and daughter both held hands when walking, with frowning expressions exactly the same, and walked up the mountain with their steps in unison.

The rain stopped for a moment and started falling again.

Zhang Yang stood under his roof, watching the rain falling, silent.

Just as she changed her daughter's clothes, Li Yue also sat under the eaves with a basin of water and was washing the wet clothes.

“It’s always sunny.”

Hearing his wife's words, Zhang Yang nodded slightly and whispered: "My hometown was a very poor place when I was a child."

Whenever her husband talks about the past, she always listens patiently.

Zhang Yang sat on a rocking chair and watched the rain fall on Huaqing Pool. The water in Huaqing Pool reflects this home.

Under the rain, the home reflected in the water also became blurred.

"Since my study, the teacher came from a prosperous place to the poor village of my hometown. At that time, the elders told me that if I study hard and read the book well, I can go to a better place."

After a pause, Zhang Yang recalled the memories of his previous life and came to his mind again and again, and said: "My hometown is very poor, the environment is not good, and more and more people are leaving. The elders in my hometown told me that this place is not good. If you can go out, don't come back. If you want to come back, you can only continue to suffer like the older generation."

Li Yue wrung the rubbed clothes and asked again: "Did your husband go back later?"

Zhang Yang took a sip of tea and didn't say much, but just stared at the rain all over the sky in a daze.

The Weishui River faces westward, Shangguan Yi, who is the Shaoqing of Taifu Temple, is racing around various villages and counties, informing Guanzhong that the flood season is coming.

Shangguan Yi was the only one who was responsible for preventing the flood season.

His abilities have always been very good, lobbying counties and guiding villagers to prepare to diversion of water flow and drainage of ditches.

He came to the upper reaches of the Weishui River. The water flow here was very turbulent, and his eyes looked from the river to a deserted mountain in the distance.

The rain sprinkled on the mountain, and I saw some mud and sand rushing down, and stones rolling down from the mountainside.

His eyes fell from the mountain to the fields at the foot of the mountain.

He called a villager, and the rain was so heavy that the villagers rushed home.

Shangguan Yi explained his purpose to him and told him about his identity. Only then did the villager tell him where he was and how the land belonged.

"You use stone to surround the field to surround the field, and there will be a mountain torrent here."

The villagers didn't know what kind of official Shaoqing of Taifu Temple was, and he also explained that these matters must be arranged by the local county magistrate and the county magistrate will be presided over.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! The rain is getting heavier and heavier, and the sound of the rain drowns out the voices, so Shangguan Yi had to ride a horse to inform the local county magistrate.

At this moment, in Chang'an City, the imperial city is still very busy.

Changsun Wuji talked with Wei Zheng.

"The world is just running for power and tricks, but Zhang Yang has been avoiding the word "power and tricks."

Wei Zheng replied after hearing this: "That kid is from a countryside. He can't do power or tricks. What do you think of this?"

Changsun Wuji smiled, "There is also Xu Jingzong, who is under Zhang Yang. He only knows how to use power, but does not know how to do it. Does Mr. Zheng think Xu Jingzong and Zhang Yang are the same type of people?"

In terms of political views, Wei Zheng and Changsun Wuji have always been at odds. When the two of them sit down, they can also speak calmly.

No matter what, it is all for the Tang Dynasty's country, and the ultimate goals of these two are the same.

Wei Zheng said loudly: "The auxiliary machine is too arrogant to that boy. Zhang Yang is not a man who is good at power. In comparison, he is not even as good as Xu Jingzong and others."

Changsun Wuji said again: "But Xu Jingzong relies heavily on him."

"Well, all the achievements of the Ministry of Rites began with him. Xu Jingzong naturally had to rely on him. Is there any other way to choose from believing on him? Now he is the Minister of Rites and is valued by Your Majesty. But if Zhang Yang was not available, under the arrangement of your Duke Zhao, would Xu Jingzong have a day to make a comeback?"

Changsun Wuji disagreed with Wei Zheng's words and explained: "I used to despise Zhang Yang and Xu Jingzong, but now I don't. If it weren't for Zhang Yang, Xu Jingzong could still stand in the court."

Wei Zheng knew the battle in the court. Faced with the growing Changsun Wuji, he was willing to restrict but unable to obstruct him.

Fortunately, Changsun Wuji dared not be presumptuous in the face of His Majesty.

Fortunately, the young sect led by Xu Jingzong is also growing stronger and stronger, and has grown and declined from the beginning.

The younger generation is growing even now, although there is only one branch of the Ministry of Rites.

In terms of internal governance, Changsun Wuji is the strongest, but in diplomacy, the Ministry of Rites still holds absolute real power, and the old fox cannot reach the Ministry of Rites.

Wei Zheng stood up and stopped talking to him, so he left the Secretariat.

There is always something in this world that defeats another thing. Even if Changsun Wuji is powerful, he will have his opponent.
To be continued...