Zhang Yang is indeed very busy these days. Every day he goes either to the workshop at the foot of the mountain or to the workshop on the mountain.

Polishing the various parts of the motor without any distractions.

So much so that in the past half month, Zhang Yang ignored the memorials sent by the Central Government and showed an attitude that he really wanted to resign, ignoring these memorials.

Another month has passed, and more and more memorials have accumulated at home.

In Guanzhong in May, the weather began to enter summer. Zhang Yang was in the workshop, polishing an iron pestle with a lathe.

The surface of the iron pestle is getting smoother and smoother.

After the polishing was completed, Zhang Yang wrapped the iron pestle with copper coils.

After connecting the generator, Li Tai began to test the electromagnetic reaction. With the operation of the generator, he waited for the reaction of the magnets on both sides.

After half a stick of incense, there was still no response, and the magnets hanging on both sides of the iron pestle did not move either.

Li Tai ordered to the people on the side: "Increase the speed."

"Here!"

The steam engine behind sounded a whistle and sped up faster.

Finally, the magnets on both sides reacted. They turned over and were suspended and shaking.

Zhang Yang looked at this reaction and thought it was probably due to unstable voltage. Normally, the iron pestle wrapped with copper wire would become magnetic, which would cause the magnet to flip over and get closer to the iron pestle.

Instead of constantly shaking like now.

"His Royal Highness the King of Wei can no longer put pressure on us."

Li Tai frowned and said, "Faster!"

The guard gritted his teeth and tightened and opened the air valve until there was an explosion, and the steam engine at the rear exploded.

Everyone was dejected and had to give up.

Li Tai said discouraged: "The load is still too much, so I have to stand still for two months."

Zhang Yang took the drawing and said, "I'll go back and take a look."

In May of this year, students from Lishan Institute of Technology dug a ditch to simulate a water-flush test.

Putting aside the mountains of memorials from the court, Zhang Yang sat down and looked at the report sent by the Technical Institute.

"Marquis of the County, something happened to Ding Liu's family."

Hearing his aunt's words, Zhang Yang frowned and said, "What happened? Isn't he selling soy sauce?"

After giving the secret recipe of soy sauce to Ding Liu, Lishan has not contacted him for a long time. He also opened his own breeding farm and often sent some meat to Lishan.

The aunt recounted: "Last year, Ding Liu bought a recycling bin to recycle all kinds of garbage in Lishan, including paper and wood. He hoarded the old paper from the year before last. This year, he started to collect the old paper.

The price of paper and old paper has increased, so he thought of selling the collected paper to the Central Government, but something went wrong with this sale, and it has been taken over by the Ministry of Punishment."

"Now in the prison of the Ministry of Punishment, Ding Liu's wife and two sons are at the foot of the mountain, hoping that the county prince can save their family."

Zhang Yang said with a smile: "Back then, a good friend who made a living by selling cakes in Chang'an City has now learned how to recycle paper and resell it, and also learned how to take advantage of the court's loopholes. His family business is already quite big.

, and my abilities are getting bigger and bigger.”

Aunt Wang whispered: "People are subject to change. Ding Liu learned too many skills from the county prince back then, and now he is a very shrewd person."

Zhang Yang put down the book in his hand and took a sip of tea in distress.

Aunt Wang took out a volume of letters and said, "This is from Liaodong."

Zhang Yang took the letter and frowned: "What does the court plan to do with Ding Liu?"

Aunt Wang replied: "Pay a fine and be sentenced to three years of hard labor."

"Who is handling this matter?"

"Liu Dewei, Minister of Criminal Affairs."

Zhang Yang was puzzled: "Liu Dewei? If such a small matter is not handled by Jingzhao Mansion, why did it go to the Ministry of Punishment?"

Aunt Wang replied: "I heard that people from the Ministry of Punishment were investigating this matter, and Jingzhao Mansion didn't know about it."

"Those people in the court are really interesting."

"Marquis of the county, do you want to ask someone to send a message to the court?"

Zhang Yang stood up and looked at the bookshelf. There was a volume here, which was a compilation and annotation of the Tang Dynasty Code given by Fang Xuanling when Xin'an went to become his apprentice.

Zhang Yang opened the file, looked at it, and said in a low voice: "Auntie, please settle down Ding Liu and his family first, and then find Xiao Wu."

"Here."

Xiao Wu was packing books with his teacher in the library. Hearing his aunt's instructions, he walked quickly to the study. Seeing his master looking at the files, he obediently poured him a cup of hot tea, "Master, what do you want me to do?"

Zhang Yang frowned and said, "Something happened to Ding Liu's family. Please take someone with you and bring them all their operations and accounts."

"Here."

Xiao Wu returned to his room, put on a smart man's clothes, walked down the mountain and left the village with the girls who had been following him.

Because of Lishan's rules, women cannot get married until they are twenty years old. Now there are many girls aged 17 or 18 working in the village. Most of them work with Xiao Wu and Xiao Hui, arranging the village's production scheduling and accounting filing.

Xiao Wu walked at the front. She still looked well-behaved in front of her master and teachers. Now she was leading the girls to do things, with a look of strength and majesty on her brows.

Xiao Hui is a very easy-going person, but Xiao Wu has always been strict with the sisters under his command, and Xiao Wu's staff have always been more careful and efficient than Xiao Hui's people.

The two disciples are now Li Shan's right-hand men.

However, after Princess Changle completed her studies in Lishan, she spent more time in the palace than in Lishan. She has always been with the queen and now rarely participates in the management of the village.

Ding Liu's home is not far from Lishan Village. The family runs a breeding farm, a soy sauce workshop and a recycling station.

Xiao Wu's tall stature stands out among a group of girls. He used to practice martial arts with his two aunts, and now has a well-proportioned figure. He is in his prime at the age of eighteen, and has a uniquely strong aura in temperament and momentum.

Girls who come out of Lishan are also very independent outside. It is said in various counties that the girls from Lishan are the most difficult to deal with.

Upon receiving the order from the Marquis of Lishan County, Ding Liu's wife immediately took out all her volumes. She whispered: "You are the disciple of the Marquis and the Princess, right?"

Xiao Wu nodded without saying anything and just packed up the accounts.

She kept bowing and saluting, "Our family is a honest family and we are always kind in doing things. I beg Lishan to save him. He owes his prosperity to Lishan."

"Master and Uncle Ding are friends in times of need. We will not fail to help after many years of friendship." Xiao Wu comforted: "I was taken care of by Uncle Ding when I was a child. Madam, please relax. If Uncle Ding has not done anything harmful to nature,

We in Lishan must seek justice."

Mrs. Ding wiped her tears and nodded.

Xiao Wu returned to Lishan with the accounts and sat in the library, flipping through the volumes.

Xiaohui just came back and saw this and asked: "Where is this account book?"

"They are all from Ding Bo's family."

"Is it the soy sauce brewer Ding Bo?"

Xiao Wu nodded, made a summary and then stood up.

Xiao Hui looked at Xiao Wu Dao: "Senior Sister's stature is really enviable."

Xiao Wu hummed: "Junior sister is making fun of me again. I also envy the Jiangnan girl's gentleness."

The two of them walked into the study to report the matter.

Xiao Wu explained: "Ding Bo's workshop accounts are very simple, and over the years, many of the profits from his three workshops have been given to the villagers. He only took 20% of the same share as ours in Lishan, and he often took

He provided money to help the countryside. When the Taiyuan epidemic broke out, he also spent a hundred dollars to buy medicinal materials and sent them to various counties in Taiyuan."

"When there was a flood in Hebei, he also spent 500 guan of money and sent it to the local area to buy grain, grass and grain seeds. Not only did Uncle Ding not make money himself, but he also spent a lot of money to relieve the disaster and save the people. As for his family property

, only have more than one thousand guan."

"As for the recycling station, which has been losing money in the past two years, someone asked him to buy waste paper last month, so Dingbo sold the paper he had accumulated at a price of one hundred yuan per stone. This price is not high. As for the North Korean government,

Judging from the evidence, there may be another reason for this."

Zhang Yang put down the account book, "This matter is not for him, but for Lishan."

Xiao Wu nodded and said: "Disciple thinks so too. Many people know about the relationship between Ding Bo and Master. People in our village have always respected Ding Bo."

Xiao Hui didn't think so much, and she felt that she didn't think as much as Xiao Wu.

Xiaowu is always able to analyze things thoroughly.

Zhang Yang suddenly said: "Xiaohui will be twenty next year, too."

Xiaohui suddenly came back to her senses and said: "Yes."

"Your teacher said that on the day you turn twenty, please invite Xu Yushi to come to Lishan to celebrate your birthday."

"Thank you Master, thank you Teacher." She smiled happily.

Zhang Yang wrote a letter and handed it to Xiao Wudao: "Give this letter to Chu Mo, and he will arrange for someone to investigate. If there are no problems, the Ministry of Punishment will release the person."

"Disciple, go and do it now."

Zhang Yang glanced at Xu Hui who was sitting at the table and said, "Write a letter to your father quickly and ask him to prepare it early."
To be continued...