Li Chunfeng put his luggage in the house. There is no Taoist temple built in the village, but he can live in Lishan.

Yuan Tiangang stroked his beard and said, "Actually, I met Mr. Zheng when I came here."

Zhang Yang asked: "How is Mr. Zheng?"

Yuan Tiangang took a chair from the courtyard, sat down, and said with a smile: "Mr. Zheng has too many things to worry about. He is very worried about Your Majesty."

"What does Zheng Gong mean?"

Yuan Tiangang sighed: "In the past, your Majesty had many worries, but now that your Majesty has obtained firearms, it is Duke Zheng who is most worried."

"Are you worried that Your Majesty will lose control?"

Yuan Tiangang smiled and said: "So you have thought of it too."

Another group of children ran past laughing, and Yuan Tiangang said again: "Lishan Mountain is the most beautiful blessed land in the world."

Zhang Yang replied: "The greater the emperor's power, the easier it is to lose control."

Yuan Tiangang nodded and said: "The affairs in the court cannot be understood by a poor man. Mr. Zheng's worries have their own reasons."

Zhang Yang asked again: "Can Taoist Yuan teach our students the star calendar?"

"Well, can they understand it?"

"I plan to open another bookstore in the Technical Institute. The teaching in the bookstore is not for career advancement, but the most basic and simple knowledge. A child of about six years old will start reading, and the foundation of mathematics will be laid for them from the earliest age.

It lasts for six years in total, and children at the age of 12 can complete the course."

"Daozhang Yuan can impart the knowledge of the star calendar to the children bit by bit."

Li Chunfeng and Li Tai were still busy in the yard.

Yuan Tiangang hesitated for a long time while stroking his beard and did not agree immediately.

Zhang Yang added: "If Taoist Yuan doesn't agree, I won't force it."

"Well, even if Pindao doesn't agree, you can still teach the children." Yuan Tiangang looked at the blue sky.

Zhang Yang also raised his head to look at the sky. He couldn't get enough of the clean sky. If it was night, he might be able to see the stars all over the sky.

"Dad always stops and stares at the stars without moving."

At some point, his daughter appeared beside him. Zhang Yang stroked her bun and said, "Don't tell outsiders about family matters in the future."

Xiao Qingqing nodded obediently, "Well, my daughter won't talk about it from now on."

"Pindao has read the almanac compiled by you and Her Royal Highness the Princess. The secrets of the sun, moon and stars cannot be hidden from the world, so that's fine! Pindao agrees to it."

Zhang Yang cupped his hands and said, "Then I'll help Taoist Priest Yuan."

"Your knowledge in Lishan is different from the outside world." Yuan Tiangang looked at Xiao Qingqing and whispered: "Even if this child is not a disciple of a poor Taoist, you will pass on all your skills to her."

Elder Taoist Yuan Tiangang sighed, his eyes a little more lonely.

Zhang Yang smiled and said: "You should rest first."

"Well, the achievements of this old man in this life have come to an end. You and Her Royal Highness are still young, so don't let them go to waste."

"Taoist Priest Yuan's advice, I will keep it in mind."

In the fourteenth year of Zhenguan, His Majesty the Tang Dynasty often visited the Imperial College and vigorously expanded the teaching business. After the giant whale of the family fell, the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty recruited famous Confucian scholars from all over the world to serve as officials.

Those who are bad can also become Datang's supplementary officials.

And the school buildings and bookshelves were expanded. There were more than 1,200 bookshelves built for official schools in the twelve counties of Chang'an City.

Since the publication of Lishan Poetry, three hundred poems have spread throughout the Central Plains. After The Red Mansion and The Butterfly Lovers, this is one of the few books in Lishan. The emperor gave it the name: Zhenguan Poetry Collection.

As the center of power, Chang'an City is showing its centripetal force to the Central Plains.

Students from Goryeo, Baekje, Silla, Gaochang, and Tubo entered Sifangguan to study. If they were successful in their studies, they could enter the Imperial College.

These envoys praised Tian Khan, and when entering the Sifang Pavilion, they had to swear an oath to the Suzaku Gate. From then on, they were loyal to the Tang Dynasty, just like the snow-capped mountains that have not changed for thousands of years, and the Tianshan Mountains that remain unchanging between heaven and earth.

This is the rule Zhang Da'an made following Li Shan's arrangements. All the children from the Western Regions who enter Chang'an City to study must swear allegiance to the Tang Dynasty.

His Majesty ordered Kong Yingda to compile the "Five Classics of Justice" for teaching. From then on, the Tang Dynasty had an official official book, a book that could be used to spread learning.

The Five Classics were sent to Lishan for justice and started printing under the simple industrial machinery of Lishan.

Before the engravings in the palace were finished, Chang'an City printed more than a hundred volumes of books in one day, and more than a thousand volumes of the Five Classics of Justice were printed in two months.

His Majesty gave Lishan a plaque and called the construction of Lishan a weapon for the country.

On this day, a monk came to Lishan. This monk's name was Fa Lin. He was an old monk who was nearly sixty years old.

During the Wude period, Li Yuan issued an edict to eliminate the monks from the temples, leaving only three temples with thousands of monks in Chang'an, and the other temples returned the monks to their hometowns.

At that time, there were also Taoist priests Li Zhongqing and Liu Jinxi who wrote The Theory of Nine Mysteries of Ten Variations and The Theory of Revealing Righteousness to argue against Buddhism.

Today, Monk Falin came to the outside of Lishan Village carrying a bamboo basket and a cane. The young monk supporting him explained the purpose of his visit to the guards here.

When monk Huikang and Master Cui Ren didn't come to Lishan, Fa Lin wouldn't come all the way to Lishan either.

Monk Fa Lin whispered: "The poor monk still has a letter from an old friend in his hand, which he wants to give to the Marquis of Lishan County."

The guard went to deliver the message. Zhang Yang was playing cards with Yuan Tiangang and Li Tai.

Taoist priest Li Chunfeng doesn't like this kind of game. He would rather teach in the Technical Institute.

In the middle of winter, the weather was gloomy and it was about to snow. "The Marquis of the County, Your Highness the King of Wei, has a monk who wants to see you."

Li Tai sorted out the cards in his hand and said: "We in Lishan have never welcomed monks."

The guard said: "The monk calls himself Falin."

"Huh?" Li Tai suddenly said: "Is this monk still alive?"

Zhang Yang put down the cards in his hand and said, "Let's go and meet."

Li Tai quickly said: "I will go too."

Yuan Tiangang sighed: "I'm afraid someone will die again this year."

After that, the old Taoist packed up his cards and went to the Prince of Hejian County to play cards.

This year's winter was very cold, and the northwest wind was howling at the beginning of winter. Zhang Yang and Li Tai came to the entrance of the village and met Monk Fa Lin.

Li Tai felt very conflicted. The outside world had said that Lishan had always been an enemy of Buddhism.

But there are still monks who come to see him.

Zhang Yang looked at the old monk and said calmly upon meeting him: "An old monk also came to see me before, but later he died."

Farin's figure is not thin, her gray beard is swaying in the wind, and her monk's robes are flowing in the wind.

He tapped the ground with the crutch in his hand, and the old voice said slowly: "Hui Kuang is too stubborn."

Zhang Yang put his hands behind his back, "What do you want to see me for?"

Fa Lin handed over a roll of paper and said: "Actually, the poor monk came to Chang'an City this time to see His Majesty. At that time, the Buddhist affairs had not yet come to an end, and he just came to deliver a letter to the county prince."

Zhang Yang took the paper. The paper was very thin and was made of rice paper. "Few people are still using the overpriced rice paper these days."

Fa Lin whispered: "He is a conservative person. Although Lishan paper is cheap and easy to use, and many people love Lishan paper, he is different."

Looking at the handwriting on the paper, it was written that he had traveled many places recently, from Hedong to Hebei, and now to the Bohai Sea.

The letter was written by Cui Renshi. This old man is now traveling around and enjoying himself.

Monk Fa Lin said in a low voice: "When I first met Master Cui Ren and heard him talk about Mount Li, I actually wanted to ask a question, what made the county prince so insistent?"

Seeing that the letter contained his knowledge and talked about the current progress of the Tang Dynasty's education support policy, Zhang Yang put the letter away and replied: "Don't you Buddhists always want to save the world? By the way, what you believe in is not this life.

"

Fa Lin cupped her hands and said: "Is the county prince making fun of the poor monk? In fact, the poor monk does not agree with Xuanzang's views. When he wanted to go west, the poor monk was against it."

"These things have nothing to do with me."

Fa Lin added: "These things really have nothing to do with the county prince. The county prince wants to build Guanzhong and control the manpower in Guanzhong. The ideal of the county prince is much higher than that of Xuanzang."

"I have no intention of comparing myself to others."

Fa Lin recited the Buddha's name and said slowly: "People in the world cannot compare with the county prince. Now the county prince can tell the poor monk, what is Master Cui Ren's doubts, and what makes the county prince so persistent?"

"The poor monk understood the consequences of the aristocratic family. They would have this day sooner or later, but Cui Renshi didn't understand. The county prince had to support education or build Guanzhong even if he spent all his family wealth to support the imperial court?"

Zhang Yang sighed: "The world laughs at me for being too crazy, but I laugh at others because they can't see through it."

Falin frowned and said, "This is not the original reason."

"Because I am full of righteousness, my faith is firm, and my heart is bright."

"Is that all?" Faline whispered.

"That's right, that's all."

The old monk kept shaking his head, chanted the Buddha's name again, and said in a low voice: "This poor monk still hasn't seen the true face of Lishan Mountain."

Zhang Yang smiled and said: "I firmly believe that knowledge can change destiny and transform the world. This is the true face of Lishan."

The old monk was silent. He closed his eyes and seemed to be thinking.
To be continued...