Li Yifu whispered: "Gongyu's words are right."

The Ministry of Rites prepared to arrange for the painter to draw the appearance of the Gauls, who were wearing very little fabric.

Yuan Gongyu glanced at the portrait and said, "A man is wearing a skirt? Still so short."

The Gauls had yellow beards and their eyes were blue.

The customs and appearance of Westerners are written into the classics of the Ministry of Rites of the Tang Dynasty.

Walking all the way from Chang'an City, the three Gaul people walked for a month and arrived at the Hexi Corridor.

The Hexi Corridor is very lively now. The Tubo people use Guanzhong dialect to talk to the Turks, and the Western Regions people also use Guanzhong dialect to talk to the Tubo people.

Guanzhong dialect is the most reputable word in the Hexi Corridor now. As long as you speak Guanzhong dialect, your business can be good and you can gain a foothold in the Hexi Corridor.

For many outsiders, learning Guanzhong dialect and Guanzhong etiquette has become a compulsory course.

But there are also many people who are awkward to learn when they get older.

Someone also told Di Zhixun about this.

But Di Zhixun let it go, and he smiled and said to the little official beside him: "This is what the Marquis of Lishan County means."

"Here."

Another minor official hurriedly ran up the city tower of Jiayuguan. It was only two years after the completion of the city tower. It was sitting at the west end of the Hexi Corridor, like a thick high wall, and people looked up and sighed.

This kind of majesty of the city gate makes people sigh.

The road in front of Jiayuguan is full of poplar trees, which stretch for several miles. I don’t know why the Tang people wanted to plant trees. I just heard that there will be many, many trees to plant in Guanxi in the future.

The little official ran up the city wall and entered the city tower. When he saw Di Zhixun respectfully handed the letter, "Shilarious Minister Di, your letter."

Di Zhixun nodded.

The little official said again: "There is another letter sent by Mr. Xiao Di."

Di Zhixun picked up one of the letters first, opened the seal and looked at his son's handwriting. His calligraphy was even better, and he also wrote about his feelings in Chang'an City in the past two years. He made many friends in Chang'an City.

His growth was all in his words. Di Zhixun's mouth smiled and whispered: "This kid has grown taller now."

"Mr. Di, I want to call you back more than once in the court."

"Go back?" Di Zhixun shook his head and said, "I am still in the Hexi Corridor, and Renjie is taken care of by Mount Li. This is great. If I go back, I am a little at a loss and will not go back now."

At this point, Di Zhixun wrote a reply letter with a seal and whispered: "The construction of the Hexi Corridor has not been completed yet, and it is the top priority of Guanxi Pass. I don't feel at ease to let others take over the county marquis."

These words made the little officials on the side dare not speak out.

It seems that Jiayuguan is not from Tian Khan, but from the Marquis of Lishan County.

Another minor official hurried over and whispered: "Mr. Di, how many people from Gaul want to buy mutton and can't speak Guanzhong dialect and fight with others. They are from Chang'an."

Di Zhixun nodded and said, "Mutton?"

"Yes, they want to buy lamb."

Di Zhixun glanced at the tea leaves on the table and took out cloth bags from under the table. The cloth bag was very large and contained three or two kilograms of tea leaves.

"These are all old teas from the past two years. They are given to the Gauls, and they are given some money and jerky."

Upon hearing this, the little official asked again: "Why did Mr. Di do this?"

Di Zhixun gently patted the letter on the table and said, "This is also the arrangement of the county marquis."

"Here."

Not to mention why Zhang Yang did this, Di Zhixun thought he could do it himself, and he didn't have to think about it so much.

"It's not a big deal to raise your hands."

"Mr. Di, it is rumored that the Gauls wanted to marry, but they were rejected by the court. These people seemed to be unable to get a good job in the court. We..."

The meaning of this minor official is to let Mr. Di stay away from those Gauls and not affect his future.

With Di Zhixun's achievements now, he will definitely be promoted in the court after returning to the court.

Di Zhixun nodded and said, "This is what the Marquis of Lishan County means."

The Marquis of Lishan County, the Marquis of Lishan County, everything is the final say of this Marquis of County.

Even in the Hexi Corridor, I often hear the reputation of this county marquis. In addition to respecting the Khan of Heaven, people outside the pass also admire the Marquis of Lishan County.

Due to the incident of Songtsen Gampo back then, some people said that Tubo Zanpu and Lishan County Hou were good friends, so many Tubo people also praised the county Hou.

The Gaochang slaves rebelled and dominated Gaochang. They were also praising the Marquis of Lishan County.

What kind of person is that county marquis now?

He is the current Left Chief of the Shangshu, and is highly valued by His Majesty, and can create a powerful weapon like cannons.

It is also said that this county marquis has been practicing in Mount Li for many years and has almost become an immortal.

What do you think the county marquis has been doing in Mount Li for so many years? He must be practicing and becoming an immortal.

In the Jiangnan territory of the Central Plains, bells float in the forest.

The south of spring is very warm, with birds chirping in the woods, and the old Cui Renshi sat at a stone table.

He did not come here to be a monk, but to think about his friendship with Monk Huikuang back then, and to come here to see it on his death day.

A middle-aged man walked over and saw the tea bowl on the stone table and whispered: "The Xu family in Jiangnan East Road operates many tea mountains."

Cui In-shi nodded and said, "Young people nowadays don't have any tea soup, but they only love to stir-fried tea."

"Your Cui family is now disbanded?"

"Well, it's all gone, kill all those who should be killed, and all those who should be damned are dead."

The old man Cui Ren said slowly.

The middle-aged man said again: "At your age, I have already taken it lightly."

His tone became heavier, and his eyes were still on the old man.

Cui Ren sighed, and the sigh was very heavy, and he was helpless, but he was not complaining. He said: "I want to protect Li Zhengzao, but I have not saved it. I hope that the seven families of the surnames can be together, but in the face of danger, they bit each other. I hope that when Fan Yang is in trouble, the other families can lend a helping hand, but when things come, each family only cares about themselves, and... Your father is becoming increasingly weak in the court, so he should pay attention to his words and deeds."

"Thank you, Mr. Cui, for giving me some advice."

"Yes." Cui Renshi picked up the tea bowl and looked into the distance.

Xiao Yue is Xiao Yu's son and now works in Lizhou. When Xiao Yu returned to the Tang Dynasty, he offered many land and houses. After Li Yuan gained power, he returned the land and houses, while Xiao Yu left only one ancestral temple.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Cui Renshi nodded and said, "Are you still interacting with Li Zitong's descendants?"

"Return to Mr. Cui, I walked around yesterday."

"Well, you should avoid walking around these Jiangnan companies."

Even though Cui's family was dispersed, Cui Ren was still a respected old man in the scholars and could be respected wherever he went.

The Emperor of Li Tang still left this old man behind.

In order to maintain the stability of the situation, the old man walked around the aristocratic families a lot.

He once wanted to persuade Fan Yang not to rebel, and advised them not to commit rashness.

But things went against my wishes, but in the end it was still a booming crowd.

Xiao Yue asked, "I'm here to stay for Mr. Cui, and I can live in Jiangnan in the future."

Master Cui Ren took out a piece of paper from his arms and whispered: "This is the paper from Mount Li, the paper that Monk Huikuang dreamed of getting, but he never bought the papermaking technology of Mount Li until his death."

Xiao Yue whispered: "Monkey Huikuang is too persistent. If he hadn't been the monk under the rank of the wise monk back then, how could the families in Jiangnan give him affection and give him so much money."

"Yes." Cui Renshi's old face smiled and looked at the words on the paper and said, "Steps are turned into mud and crushed into dust, and only the fragrance remains the same."

"Good sentence!"

"Well, it is indeed a good sentence, a poem written by Mount Li."

Teacher Cui Ren put the paper into the brazier and burned it, and said, "What a fragrance that only affects the past. Zhang Yang wrote this poem when the aristocratic family fell down. I felt ashamed. My hundred years of character is not as good as a person under thirty years old."

After a long quiet time, Cui Renshi suddenly looked up and said, "Do you still have the character? They have long lost their character from the past, how can they have the same fragrance?"

Facing Xiao Yue, Cui Renshi shook his head and said, "I'm gone."

"Where is Mr. Cui going?"

"Go to Taihu Lake first and then to Mount Li."

Xiao Yue stepped forward and said quickly: "Old Cui, won't you stay?"

Master Cui Ren shook his head and said, "I won't keep it anymore. Please advise Xiao Yu more to pay attention to his words and deeds, and to his words and deeds."

Xiao Yue asked again: "Emperor Li Tang will deal with these Jiangnan families."

"How do you know what the emperor will think? Take care of yourself." Cui Renshi continued walking, and three or two servants stepped forward to support him.

In June of Guanzhong, in Chang'an City, the palace behind Chengtian Gate seemed empty, and only three or two soldiers were seen patrolling.

In the empty square of Tai Chi Hall, no one dared to make loud noises, and no one dared to walk with big strides.

This is the emperor's territory and the forbidden area for many ordinary people.
To be continued...