The sun rises and sets three hundred and six times, and the cycle starts again from the beginning. The withering and flourishing of grass and trees are divided into four seasons, and there are twelve circles in one year. This is the most simple day counting song. In front of him, all the prosperity and decline in the world are just one sun and moon.
It’s just a change.
The Tang Dynasty entered the sixth year of Zhenguan in good times. The swords and swords were constantly on the grassland. Xue Yantuo and Tuyuhun still showed their fangs to the Western Turks. The Western Turks hurriedly stopped killing each other and formed a coalition to deal with their former servants.
It has been four years since Yun Ye came to this world. The nineteen-year-old young man is already a third-grade Marquis of the Tang Dynasty. This is an anomaly. He is wearing a scarlet robe and stands among the big men of the dynasty. His heroic spirit is no less than
Among others, a young face looks so dazzling among the old faces.
"What are you doing standing on tiptoes? There are no rules." Niu Jinda stood next to him and gave him a tug to behave himself. Don't stand on tiptoes and look arrogant. There are seniors everywhere. Don't let people think that he is so proud that he is arrogant.
to the point
Shrinking his neck and standing up quickly, Lao Niu has criticized him several times today, and Yun Ye doesn't want to make the old man angry and cause trouble for himself.
Is it just a sacrifice to the heavens? I don’t know what gods are waiting in the gray sky for the most luxurious banquet today.
Li Er performs such a ceremony every year, but this year is a little special. There are not only three animals on the altar, but also several round potatoes. After three years of cultivation, the royal family finally cultivated enough seeds, and the official fields planted them.
The whole thing is said to be enough to plant a thousand acres.
Yun Ye was so happy that Hanhan at home destroyed the alfalfa grass and was not even angry. Xiaodong was counting money in the jar again. When he saw Yun Ye coming, he hurriedly hid behind him, lowered his head and waited for his brother to teach him a lesson.
I thought of my brother taking the jar and looking at it. He threw two silver cakes into the jar. The leaves fell so gracefully and the dust was beautiful. Mixed in the dust, it looked like a monster flying in the clouds or a yellow wind monster. The annoying Chang'an City
It looks festive today.
The bad luck of the past few years has been wiped away, and Li Anlan finally gave birth to a fat son, weighing seven pounds and six taels. From her letter, it can be seen that she looks like a hero who laid eggs after a hen.
At the end of the letter, he also said that if Xin Yue could not give birth to a son, his son Li Rong could be adopted by Yun Ye and inherit the incense, and there would be no problem changing his name to Yun Rong.
Having a son is enough for everything. After Li Anlan has a son, he will naturally open his mouth and ask for things with confidence: he is weak after childbirth and needs 5,000 tons of grain to make up for it. The child is not in good health and always gets sick, so he needs some medicinal materials. In short, it is all
It's in units of cars. I don't know what's wrong with my son, but he actually wants so many medicinal materials. It's enough for two lifetimes.
The child doesn't have any clay toys given by his biological father, and he always cries in panic, which makes people feel sad. Even if he received a hundred pounds of gold, he still needs a cart of clay sculptures. It must be delivered to the child when he is 100 days old. That day
As a mother-in-law, she will invite all the Liao people she can find in Lingnan and tell them that the king of the Liao people has been born. Although she can only cry and suck milk, whoever disobeys the king's instructions will definitely suffer consequences.
Extremely tragic.
When a child is born, there are not enough servants in the family. The servants are all rough-handed and do not know how to take care of the child. It is better to use the servants of the Yun family. I want the old servants of the Yun family by name and not the new servants. The child
Having no one to protect him is also a problem. Thirty more pairs of armor must be sent, only the Mingguang Armor.
In addition to the armor, the old woman fully agreed. Five thousand tons of grain would be enough for everything. Didn't the Yun family have a shopkeeper in Weizhou? They quickly sent it over and raised it from the local area.
Two carts were full of children's clothes. Yun Ye had made clay figures for a day and baked them hard in the kiln before sending them over. In order to gain a good background, Liu Jinbao volunteered to go to Lingnan and took six guards with him. , they are all the youngest sons in the family, and there is no hope of inheriting the family business, so they can only go to Lingnan to try their best.
Yun San was specially sent to take care of the young master, and his wife also went with him. After leaving Yun Ye, this guy didn't feel the slightest bit sad, but he was very energetic.
"Boy, why do you look like a monkey at one moment and a fool at another? You talk to yourself without saying anything, and you still giggle. There must be something good going on. Please tell me about it. It's so rare."
Lao Cheng leaned his head closer. He was positioned much further forward than Yun Ye and Lao Niu. He came closer to him for some reason, and seemed to have been paying attention to Yun Ye for a long time.
"Uncle Cheng, Uncle Niu, after offering sacrifices to heaven, we will go to Xinghuafang. My nephew will cook some side dishes and we will have a few drinks. We feel happy, but it is not convenient to say it here."
Lao Cheng and Lao Niu agreed, nodded, and continued to stand and listen to Li Er's long nonsense to God.
Yun Ye believed that every time he offered sacrifices to heaven, Li Er would sincerely respect him. He started eating fast three days in advance and bathed every morning and evening. The lustful Li Er would of course abstain from sexual intercourse at this time. A person with a pure heart lives in the Hall of Prayer for Good Harvests and eats carrots.
The huge copper horn sounded, the sound was low, circling in the low altitude like a crow. Every time Li Er would stand on the highest point, open his arms as if embracing the world, and the shirtless warriors would beat the giant cowhide drum, Then comes the gong, and finally the brass horn.
Yun Ye didn't know when he started burning paper money. He specifically asked the historian. Chu Suiliang sneered at Yun Ye's question. In his opinion, as long as a person is born, he should burn paper money for his ancestors. Yun Ye Ye asked this question, which was against filial piety.
Not only did he despise it, but Kong Yingda, who overheard the conversation next to him, also looked at Yun Ye sideways, as if he was seeing a piece of shit. In their view, filial piety is something that people should have, just like why people have to grow up. No need to ask about both hands.
"But paper was not made by eunuchs until the Eastern Han Dynasty. Could it be said that before that, we burned bamboo slips? Before that, we burned tortoise shells? Stone tablets? Or bronzes?"
"Shu Zi is unreasonable," "The two old guys are completely unreasonable. They don't care whether things are in line with reality. They only know that filial piety is greater than heaven, which is the basis for people to be called human beings."
Lambs kneeling to breastfeed and crows feeding back are all beautiful sights in the world. Only unscrupulous people like Yun Ye, who have no basic knowledge, are the shame of the world.
Lao Cheng and Lao Niu laughed and watched the fun, pretending not to see the argument between Yun Ye and several Su Confucius.
Yun Ye really wanted to tell them that everything in this world can be traced to its origin, and it is not allowed to be confused. Just like Yun's brick-burning method recorded by Chu Suiliang, there are only six words in it, and the mud goes into it. Fan Shaozhi.
That's right, just six words. This guy who holds the most important records in the Tang Dynasty recorded a huge invention that had a great impact on the country's military and economy in just six words.
I don’t know who can bake bricks according to these six characters, but the following records Yun Ye’s background, ancestors, and place of birth in extremely detailed research, and the ancestral table, even the bastard Yun Dingxing is clearly visible. This is embarrassing history.
, also to discredit the Yun family.
"Dong Shan, Mr. Bo Shi, a small family member of the Yun family is really not worthy of being promoted to a dignified place. I just hope that when you research the Yun family, you can just mention the Yun family. It's not worth your extra effort. It's just
Those methods of making bricks, cement, and engineering construction, please take a lot of trouble to write them down so that they can be passed down to future generations and benefit future generations."
Chu Suiliang and Yu Shinan looked at each other and smiled, and said to Yun Ye: "The lineage of princes is a major event to show your reputation and glorify your ancestors. How many people can't wait to go back three generations, why are you so unfilial?"
"The two gentlemen have learned from ancient and modern times, and are knowledgeable. They are not boys. They are comparable to a yellow-mouthed boy. The boy just thinks that since those ingenious and obscene skills can strengthen the country and enrich people's livelihood, they should be described in more words. It's just six words.
It’s really impossible to enumerate all the secrets. If the inheritance is cut off, it will be a great loss for our nation. I would rather my family remain unknown forever than have the hard work of those academies be buried."
"In the future, if anyone dares to say that Yun Ye is a prodigal son, or something like the three evils of Chang'an, I will definitely slap him with a big mouth." Yu Shinan stepped forward and handed Wuban in his left hand, patted Yun Ye twice on the shoulder, and then
He took out a volume of book from his sleeve, slapped it into Yun Ye's hand, laughed and walked away with Chu Suiliang.
The book had no name, and the outside was just a hard cover. When he opened the first page, a line of text came into Yun Ye's eyes.
In the spring of the fourth year of Zhenguan, there was a disciple named Yun Ye who gathered the wisdom of hundreds of craftsmen and used ingenious tricks to do things that no one could do... The kilns produced tens of thousands of bricks. Tens of thousands of bricks a day, millions of bricks in ten days, tall buildings and cities were built.
There is no great good.
Yun Ye flipped through the book again, and saw only the planting of potatoes, the use of Yun's fertilizer, columbine carts, the method of piercing the nose of cattle, the planting of winter vegetables, everything was covered in it, ancient turning carts, practicing carts, thirsting for blacks, chronology, and calendars
In the head.
The shameful Yun Ye, who judged the heart of a gentleman with the heart of a villain, put the book in his arms and caught up with Chu who was walking forward. The two of them gave a big smile, cupped their hands and rushed into the Hall of Prayer for Good Harvests.
This is the first and warmest gift that Yun Ye received from the officials of Datang. It does not need to be precious, it just needs to be attentive.
I have done nothing else in these years. I just want to tell everyone in Datang not to forget every contribution I have made to the world. Even if it is the smallest trace, we need to remember that quantitative accumulation will lead to qualitative changes.
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It seems that they understand, and this is enough. The citizens of Chang'an now know that they have power despite the destruction of Cong Dou's family. The lives of the servants of noble merchants are getting better day by day.
No one will kill servants at will anymore. The era of killing people like butchering dogs will eventually come to an end.
As long as we persist in the current practice, it will not be a dream to keep everyone full.
The long trumpet sounded again, Yun Ye seriously prayed to God for the first time, and I was finally a member of the Tang Dynasty.