Chapter 158 The Emperors Dream of Ascension to Heaven
"Those censors are too useless. If the queen hadn't been there, King Wei's business would probably have been impeached by them."
Xu Jingzong was chewing mutton and said nothing.
Li Xiaogong went on to say: "Now the business is owned by the queen, and it is not easy to impeach the government too much. After all, it is the queen's business. It is the queen's mother's family business, and those censors can't say much."
Zhang Yang poured wine for Li Xiaogong.
Li Xiaogong slapped the table and said, "Cheng Yaojin was impeached by those civil servants and fined several years of salary. This old killer is truly arrogant and a real man."
"These civil servants are nothing!" Xu Jingzong scolded.
"Yes! Those civil servants are nothing. They should be kept from going to the toilet every morning!" Li Xiaogong took a sip of wine.
Zhang Yang let out a long sigh and thought to himself, aren't the three of us also civil servants?
Li Xiaogong asked in confusion: "Why are you sighing?"
Zhang Yang looked at the sky and said, "It seems like it's going to rain. All the bedding and clothes at home have been confiscated."
Li Xiaogong also glanced at the gloomy sky and said, "Go back quickly."
"Hey." Zhang Yang responded and left.
From time to time, a cold wind blows and a few drops of rain fall.
When I got home, the rain poured down.
The two aunts and Li Yue also hurriedly carried the newly completed work table into the house.
"Husband, it's raining!"
Listening to Li Yue's urging, Zhang Yang walked under the eaves of his home.
Looking up at the sky, Li Yue caught some rainwater with her hands and said, "This is the first rain in spring."
Zhang Yang took a small stool and sat down, "Well, the spring rain came a little late this year."
Li Yue also took a small stool and sat aside, and the two of them watched the rain fall quietly.
It seemed that the only sound of rain was left in the whole city of Chang'an, and it became quiet the moment it rained.
The two aunts made tea.
Holding a teacup made of bamboo tubes, I watched the rain falling on the yard, and a few drops of rain falling on my face.
Li Yue took a sip of tea and said, "I loved raining when I was a child."
The rocking chair in the yard was carried by the rain, and the flower seedlings were also covered by the rain.
Soon the rain slowed down and turned into a steady drizzle.
The table was moved under the eaves, and the couple ate while watching the rain.
Because he and Li Xiaogong just had a meal outside, Zhang Yang ate less.
Li Yue has a good appetite, "Husband, do you think my father will build more hot air balloons?"
Zhang Yang poured some vegetable soup into the bowl, "It can't be more, and the stability is very poor, and the load-bearing capacity is not good. It cannot hold items that are too heavy, and it has no role in transportation. But maybe it can be given during a war."
If the enemy catches him by surprise, he will be shot down, but it is still an old problem."
Li Yue chewed the pickled radish, the crispy radish went well with the rice.
"Then what does your father want this for?"
"Maybe your father will have some crazy ideas."
"Want to send someone to heaven?"
When an emperor gets a tool that can go up to the sky, he will inevitably make some strange moves. He will use his manpower and material resources to make a hot air balloon with enough firepower to send people up at any cost.
In the Tang Dynasty, when resource utilization was so low, this kind of thing could never happen.
Li Yue asked in a low voice: "I think my father might really do such a thing."
"With your father's current conditions, it is impossible to send people to heaven."
Li Yue bit off another piece of pickled radish, crunching it in her mouth.
"Just like your experiment from the beginning, you used candles to make Kongming lanterns, but you found that the height was not enough, so you made a bigger Kongming lantern, and then you used wood and changed a kind of fuel, and it even flew higher than the candle.
It’s low.”
Li Yue couldn't help but nod.
"Then we switched to coal, but coal also has limitations as a fuel. This limitation means that the more height you want, the faster coal will burn. This is a proportional consumption, unless you change it.
A more efficient fuel that’s also lightweight.”
Li Yue asked in a low voice: "Is there such a thing?"
Zhang Yang quickly put down the bowl and said, "Not yet."
If you say these words to others, they probably won't understand them, but Li Yue has learned basic mechanical conversions, so she can understand them.
The rain was still falling, and raindrops kept falling from the eaves.
Li Yue propped up her chin with her little hand and looked up, "After all, it's still an idiot's dream."
Zhang Yang quickly put away the bowl, "But this is already a great improvement."
The other side of Chang'an City.
Shangguan Yi is still teaching these strong men how to read, but the group of people has changed.
Now we have to teach them from scratch again, and their understanding is very poor, so it is very difficult to teach them. I can barely teach them to write a complete sentence in one afternoon.
When you collect money to do things, you can't just stop teaching. Otherwise, reading the books of sages will be in vain. The harder you work, the harder you work. At least the money is enough. Where can I find someone who pays so much?
These people also listen to the class very seriously and are very orderly.
This was not the case even in the Wei army. Everyone sat neatly and neatly, and no gossip was exchanged in the middle of the meeting.
The rain was still falling until it was almost dark, and Shangguan Yi left here tiredly.
Each of these strong men called Master farewell very politely.
Shangguan Yi was moved and wanted to cry. How nice these people are. They are so polite. They all look fierce. Why? Why is this happening? What is happening in Chang'an City? It's so abnormal.
The drizzle fell on her body and she didn't feel cold at all. Shangguan Yi was walking on Zhuque Street and was about to go back to her residence in Hongwen Hall.
Although sleeping there is a bit crowded and it is a dirty and messy place, it is still a place to sleep. Once you save enough money to buy a house in Chang'an City, everything will be fine.
Shangguan Yi cheered himself up in his heart and looked at the palace at the end of Zhuque Street with hope in his heart.
The rain lasted for five days and ended on the fifth day.
Something happened today that shocked the court. As expected, Tuli Khan, who had just left Youzhou, died of illness on the way.
This is a big blow to North Korea and China.
Wei Zheng stood up and said, "Your Majesty, Tuli Khan is dead now because he died on the way to the court. I think the court should express condolences."
Zhongshu Sheng's layout in Turks now seems to be falling short of success in Turks.
Li Shimin was very frustrated. He didn't expect that Tuli Khan died at a young age. "Is Tuli Khan reaching the age of 40?"
Changsun Wuji replied: "This year is twenty-nine."
Zhang Yang, who was sleeping groggyly, felt Xu Jingzong behind him tugging at the corner of his clothes.
Zhang Yang cheered up, and it turned out that the DPRK was talking about the Turks.
Li Shimin said solemnly: "It's a pity. I'm under thirty and it's a pity that my great cause has not been accomplished."
"Your Majesty, the wife of Tuli Khan is Yang, the former princess of Huainan in the Sui Dynasty, and her son Ashina Heluo Falcon can inherit the position of Khan of the East Turks."
After hearing what Wei Zheng said, Changsun Wuji stood up again and said, "Your Majesty, Tuli Khan's child is still too young. In fact, Tuli Khan has a younger brother, Ashina, who can also assume the position of Khan.
.”
The son of Tuli Khan was too young.
Tuli Khan's younger brother is just right.
This guy died at the wrong time.
Li Shimin looked at Zhang Yang who was standing in the morning class. At this moment, Zhang Yang lowered his head and remained motionless with no intention of speaking.
"When Tuli Khan died, I mourned him. The court erected a monument for him, and my secretary Lang Cenwen wrote the inscription."
"Here!" Cen Wenwen stood up and saluted the class.
Jieli's matter is over, Tuli Khan has ended early, and the chaos in Mobei makes Li Shimin very troubled. "Fang Xuanling, Changsun Wuji, Wei Zheng, Qin Qiong, and Yuchi Gong came to Ganlu Hall to discuss matters."
Li Shimin hesitated for a while, then looked at Zhang Yang. The boy was still standing as if in trance. He waved his sleeves in disappointment and said, "Retreat from the court!"
The ministers saluted again.
Li Xiaogong was right about what he said about the Turks this time.
Stay away from the limelight and thrive.
Turning around and following the crowd out of the Tai Chi Hall, Zhang Yang was stopped by Li Chengqian after only three or two steps out.
"Your Highness, do you have any instructions?"
Li Chengqian smiled and said: "Shilang Zhang, the things that my father has been busy creating recently have now come to fruition. You might as well go and see them together."
Li Xiaogong gave me a look that seemed to mean proceed with caution.
Zhang Yang nodded slightly.
Looking at Li Tai who was yawning at the side, Zhang Yang said: "Your Highness, King Wei, would you like to go and see it together?"
Li Tai snorted coldly: "I have no intention."
The little fat man left with arrogant steps.
Li Chengqian sighed: "This lonely brother is really..."
Zhang Yang took over the words and said, "You have a lot of personality."
"Personality?" Li Chengqian shook his head and sighed again.
"It is a good thing to have personality. If a person loses his personality, he loses his color. King Wei is a person who does not want to have his personality wiped out."
Li Chengqian said in a low voice: "I won't say any more. I'll take you to see it first. If you're late, you won't be able to see it."
Walking out of the Zhuque Gate and walking all the way to the wall of the south gate of Chang'an City, following Li Chengqian's gaze, he saw more than ten hot air balloons ready in the distance.
"My father worked day and night to create it."
Zhang Yang noticed that the busy people were all eunuchs.
Li Chengqian asked again: "Shilang Zhang, there is one thing I don't understand."
"Your Highness, may I ask?"
"You said before that this thing is not perfect yet. If these things were perfect, could they go to heaven?"
"I'm not very sure."
"You really don't know?" Li Chengqian asked suspiciously.
"If I were clear about it, I would have gone to heaven."
Li Chengqian smiled and said, "That's right."
With the exclamations of the eunuchs below, the hot air balloon slowly rose. There was a person standing in each basket, and the people inside kept pushing and pulling the bellows.
Compared with the hot air balloons he and his wife made, these hot air balloons Li Shimin made were much larger. The emperor could use up a lot of resources to build this thing, but resources alone were useless. Even if Li Shimin had the world, he was still limited.
The emperor bound by knowledge.
His ascension to heaven can only exist in dreams.
These hot air balloons did not rise very fast. Several of them fell after rising less than half a meter because the flames were too high and burned the lanterns above.
However, three or four hot air balloons took off safely.
The person standing in the basket kept throwing down the sandbags, and the hot air balloon rose faster.
The city wall that had been passed by slowly reached a height of 100 meters.
For God's attempt, these people's lives must not be spared. They are still pushing the lever with all their strength.
Someone fell out of the basket and collapsed on the spot.
I lost the sandbag because I was too anxious, causing the basket to lose its balance.
In the end there was only one hot air balloon left in the sky.
Li Chengqian's expression was very nervous, and he watched intently.
The last hot air balloon has reached a height of 100 meters. From the city wall, the hot air balloon floating in the distance is only about the size of a fist.
Finally, under people's gaze, the only hot air balloon lost its balance and fell from a high altitude.
This is like a curse that hits everyone deeply.
The dream of reaching heaven was shattered in my heart.
Li Chengqian withdrew his gaze, "It seems impossible."
"Maybe it can be done in the future."
"maybe."
Li Chengqian's expression was full of disappointment, "I think Zhang Shilang must have known this result for a long time."
"I also advised Your Majesty back then."
"After all, I have seen scenery that I have never seen before in my life. I know this will be a big dream."
"Everything starts from a dream, who can tell what will happen next."
Li Chengqian bowed and said: "You are right, everything starts from a dream."
Zhang Yang returned the courtesy and said, "I'll take my leave now."
"Wait a minute." Li Chengqian took a step forward, "Father, the emperor asked Zhang Shilang and Yue'er to go to the Imperial Academy to monitor the class. Why haven't they gone yet?"
"As you know, Your Highness the Crown Prince, I am also the Minister of Rites, and I am too busy serving in the Zhongshu Province."
After saying this, Zhang Yang left, leaving His Royal Highness to continue to mourn the spring and autumn.
Now that the court knew that Tuli Khan had passed away, they had to go back to the Ministry of Rites and explain the next arrangements to Li Xiaogong.
As for how to get to heaven, let Li Shimin figure it out on his own. The attempt will not be just this time, but will happen again in the future.
Entering the Zhuque Gate again, Zhang Yang heard the officials coming and going discussing the death of Tuli Khan.
Mobei will be even more chaotic.
The DPRK needs a legitimate Turkic successor.
Xue Yantuo's rebellion will intensify.
The whole Turks were in dire straits, and Li Shimin wanted to be a powerful man descended from the sky to shock Mobei and turn the whole Turks into the horse breeding land of the Tang Dynasty.
As soon as I walked to the Rites Government Office, I heard Li Xiaogong snoring.
This kind of snoring gives people a feeling of peace of mind.
The fact that Li Xiaogong could sleep here, and the sound of his thunderous snoring, meant that there was nothing serious going on in the court.
Zhang Yang sat down next to Xu Jingzong, "Is there any news from the Turks?"
Xu Jingzong frowned, "Since the last time I wrote to Tuli Khan's son saying that he was willing to do business, he also sent all the tools for making milk powder. His Royal Highness the King of Wei also sent people there, and now he is still waiting for news.
I don’t know when the news will arrive.”
In this era of backward information dissemination, is it possible that we can only make predictions?
The news came back and forth, and even if I was working hard, more than half a month had passed.
"Your Majesty asked Mr. Zhao Guogong and others to discuss matters in Ganlu Hall. It has been two hours and there is still no result."