June is the beginning of summer, the weather is not too hot yet, and the warm wind blows on your body very comfortably.
Two fast horses came from the direction of Chang'an City until they got close.
They sat like this for a long time without saying anything, and Songtsen Gampo had already drank three bowls of tea.
Seeing that he was sitting a little awkwardly, Zhang Yang frowned and said, "Does Zamp need convenience? That tree is good."
Songtsen Gampo then hurriedly went to relieve himself.
The visitor was dressed as a secretary and a eunuch in the imperial court.
The Tang Dynasty favored martial arts and had many warriors.
It seems that it is not uncommon for eunuchs to ride horses.
The person who came from the secretary prison was none other than Cen Wenwen. He looked about forty years old and gave people a very capable feeling.
Zhang Yang greeted with a smile: "I haven't seen you for a long time, Master Cen. We met once in the secretary prison. I miss you very much."
Cen Wenwen held a pen and ink in his hand, "Xiaguan and Zhang Shangshu can be seen every morning in the Taiji Hall."
"Really?" Zhang Yang smiled awkwardly, "I usually pay more attention, so I probably didn't notice it."
"The prime minister said you were secretive in your words, but when I saw it, it turned out to be true."
Hearing these words, Zhang Yang felt sullen and asked, "How can the prime minister talk about me behind my back?"
"Just say it if you fell asleep in the morning, why bother saying that you are more focused?"
Cen Wenwen spread out the paper and prepared his pen and ink.
"Your Majesty said that Zhang Shangshu can communicate with this Tubo monarch, who is called Zanpu in Tubo terms. Even if you speak freely, your subordinates will record everything."
Zhang Yang sighed: "I'm just waiting for news from your majesty. I'm afraid that as soon as I say something, your majesty will send troops to Lishan to capture me."
Cen Wenwen had already prepared the inkstone and was holding a pen to record.
Zhang Yang whispered: "What position do you hold in the court now?"
Cen Wenwen wrote, "Since Yan Shigu was demoted and exiled, Xiaguan was transferred to Zhongshu Province by His Majesty. Like Zhang Shangshu, Xiaguan also has the responsibility of secretary and supervisor, and is also the minister of Zhongshu."
"It turns out that you are also the minister of Zhongshu."
"Exactly."
Zhang Yang nodded slightly, "For the sake of us being of the same rank and officer, if I say something bad about His Majesty later, can you please be accommodating and not record it?"
Cen Wenwen lowered his head and did not speak.
Zhang Yang looked at the young eunuch aside. In addition to asking him to take notes, there was also a eunuch to listen.
The three or two sentences he said before were also recorded intact on his eucalyptus.
It seems that the Internet cannot be open to one side. If Cen Wenwen records one less sentence, the little eunuch will be able to tell it with a little comparison.
Tian Khan is not only conceited but also a little suspicious.
Since His Majesty has given permission, we can have a formal conversation with Songtsen Gampo.
When he came back easily, Zhang Yang picked up the bowl with one hand and refused to let him touch it, "Did Zanpu wash his hands?"
“What does it mean to wash hands?”
Zhang Yang clicked his tongue and said, "There is a rule in Lishan. You must wash your hands before eating or after taking a shower."
Songtsen Gampo stood where he was being spoken to, not knowing where to place his hands.
He still asked the Tibetan servants who followed him to open the water bag and rinse his hands with water, "Is that so?"
Zhang Yang nodded, "Well, that's good. Paying attention to hygiene is a good habit. I hope Zamp can keep it in the future."
The meeting between the two seemed harmonious, and there was no fight at the moment.
Everyone was also relieved a lot.
Songtsen Gampo looked towards the entrance of the village. There were some villagers carrying a frame with a pig tied to it.
There are eight or nine villagers, including young and old.
When they arrived at the village entrance, they handed the pigs they brought to Niu Chuang, exchanged some money and left.
"What is this?" Songtsen Gampo asked curiously.
“Our village raises its own pigs, and we exchange these one-year-old piglets for money from villagers in other places.”
Zhang Yang sat with his hands folded and said melancholy: "At the end of last year, our village celebrated New Year's Eve and celebrated the New Year. All the pigs in the village were killed, and we have to raise them again this year."
"It seems that the livestock in Lishan are not happy. We have a lot of animals to eat, and we have never killed them all."
Songtsen Gampo gave his own opinion and also showed that they had no shortage of livestock in Tibet.
“Do you Tibetans really use cow dung to build your houses?”
After the words fell, Cen Wenwen's pen in his hand paused for a moment. What was Zhang Shangshu asking?
After all, Songtsen Gampo was the king of the land. Even if Tubo was poor, there would be no cow dung to build houses.
With this in mind, Cen Wenwen continued to record.
Songtsan Gampo bowed slightly and said, "It can indeed be used to build houses. As the county prince said, cow dung is a very precious thing in Tibet."
The pen in Cen Wenwen's hand paused again, imagining this scene in his mind.
I couldn't help but feel a little annoyed. Couldn't Zhang Shangshu and Songtsan Gambo talk about something important?
Why are we asking each other about the local customs?
The two of them looked like good friends they hadn't seen for a long time.
I couldn't help but wonder, could it be that there was a relationship between Zampu of Tubo and Zhang Yang in the past?
Songtsan Gampo took a sip of tea and said: "When I was in Luoche, I also drank fried tea from the Central Plains. I tasted it at that time and now I taste it in Lishan. It is indeed not as good as Lishan."
"I've also heard that Zamp often sends people to the Central Plains to buy some things and bring them back."
"Why is there such a big difference in taste?"
"When did Zamp drink it?"
"Probably in the fall."
Zhang Yang thought about it: "Tea is not easy to store, and it needs to be protected from moisture. If it is not stored properly, it will become damp and hairy when it is transported to Tubo."
Songtsen Gampo picked up a piece of fried tea leaf and looked at it, "It is indeed different from the tea leaves shipped to Tubo."
Zhang Yang looked sympathetic, "How long has Zamp been drinking this hairy tea?"
Songtsen Gampo sat very upright, and he attached great importance to this conversation.
For Tubo, this conversation may be related to the future of Tubo and how the relationship between the Tang Dynasty and Tubo will be in the future.
This is probably because His Majesty wanted to record this conversation.
Until now, we haven't gotten to the main topic. Cen Wenwen looked at what he had recorded, but there seemed to be nothing worth thinking about.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Songtsan Gambo is a guest, Zhang Yang poured tea for him, "I have a way to dry and preserve tea. Since Zampo likes to drink tea,
, you can tell me earlier, we Lishan will send people to Tubo."
At that time, Tubo and Tang Dynasty were at war, let alone sending tea.
Most Tubo people mainly eat meat, and they are very dependent on tea after they get used to it.
Tea is also a good way to remove greasiness, and a balanced diet is still very important.
Zhang Yang thought about it, "Since Tubo is short of tea, if possible, we can do a long-term business. We will provide tea and give you a way to buy good tea."
"Okay, now the Tibetan people need tea."
"How about the location of the transaction between the two parties is arranged in Hexi?"
"very good."
Songtsen Gampo nodded slightly.
Zhang Yang drank tea, "At first, I kept thinking about what kind of person Zanpu was, but now I see him so young."
"Already nearly thirty years old." Songtsen Gampo sat upright, "Zhang Shangshu is also very young. I don't know..."
"It's already twenty-five." Zhang Yang poured tea into his tea bowl again, "There will be another five years."
"Five years?"
Zhang Yang smiled and said: "My ambition in this life is to retire before the age of thirty and not be interested in worldly affairs from now on."
Songtsan Gampo's expression became a little strange, and then he smiled, "You are so young and you are a minister. You will surely become a highly respected minister in the future. How can you retire so early?"
"Old Song, you don't know something. A Taoist priest once told me that once I turn thirty, I will get seriously ill and I will not be able to speak too much in my life, let alone go to court."
Songtsen Gampo said suspiciously: "Perhaps there is a flaw in the legendary great achievements? All the young heroes of the past dynasties died young, like Huo Qubing, Han Fei, Sun Bin in the Central Plains..."
"You know a lot about the Central Plains." Zhang Yang touched him with a tea bowl, "Recently, the family has been quitting drinking, so they have been drinking tea instead of wine."
Songtsen Gampo picked up the tea bowl and drank it all in one gulp.
Seeing how Songtsen Gampo was so confused by his brother-in-law, it seemed like he really believed it.
Another deal was negotiated while he was talking. Li Tai held his forehead in pain and talked with the king of a country. Can his brother-in-law negotiate a deal?
Several barkings were heard in the village, and a bear ran past not far away, with two little girls riding on its back.
The laughter of children came again in the distance.
The village is full of life.
"I heard that Zamp likes books from the Central Plains very much?"
Zhang Yang's words interrupted Songtsen Gampo from admiring the scenery.
He explained: "I have been reading books from the Central Plains since I was a child. There are not many people who can accidentally recognize the Chinese characters, and there are not many people who can read the Chinese articles familiarly. So it is very obscure and difficult to understand at the beginning, but it becomes much more difficult later on.
Already."
"Tubo admires the heritage of the Central Plains very much, and I yearn for the stories of the changes in the past dynasties." Songtsen Gampo stood up and said loudly: "A long time ago, people were still fighting against wild beasts and looking for shelter. Someone proposed to build a place in a high place.
Or building a house on a tree to avoid wild beasts, he became the legendary Youchao clan, and soon he was praised as the lord of the world."
"At that time, people in the Central Plains were still eating raw meat and wild fruits, which led to rampant diseases. The life span of the Central Plains people was very short, and the progress of wisdom is related to the length of a person's life. It takes years for a wise man to improve his wisdom. The life span is like this
In a short period of time, wisdom cannot be developed and is not conducive to inheritance."
"Later, a man appeared and told people to use fire to cook food. From then on, people began to eat cooked food. He was Suiren."
"After that, fewer and fewer people got sick, and people's life span began to increase. When people can live and work in peace and contentment, their wisdom will become stronger."
"Yu once again pacified the floods, and then the Shang and Zhou dynasties followed. The Central Plains established dynasties and hereditary power. People and people and families were differentiated by blood. This was the transformation of the Central Plains from the wilderness.
Come on, it’s been a long journey.”
Songtsan Gampo's expression became a little more lonely, "I saw these from Xunzi's classics. There are many powerful people in the Central Plains, and there are also many people whose names have been passed down through the ages. We in Tubo also need such people."
Zhang Yang ate dried dates and listened with interest.
He continued: "I have been looking for such a person. When I was in Luozhe, I heard your deeds and knew that you are a wise man."
"So you asked Lu Dongzan to win over me?"
Songtsen Gampo nodded and said: "The Khan of Heaven once said that the world is a hero! If you come into my camp, Tubo will also want to shout such heroic words."
"But after all, I am from the Central Plains, and I am not the kind of person Zanpu wants."
"How did you figure out the mystery of the Western Box?"
Zhang Yang smiled politely, "I heard this story when I was a child, and I know the principles behind it. After understanding these principles, it is not too difficult to crack it."
"I guess I'm short-sighted. Are there any mysteries in this world that you can't solve?"
"Yes." Zhang Yang sighed: "Too many."
Songtsen Gampo looked at this beautiful village and asked, "Can you give me some advice?"
Zhang Yang said loudly: "I'm talking about one of the puzzles. This is actually a story. Once upon a time, there was a prison. There were two doors in this prison, the door of life and the door of death. If you walk into the door of life, you can live.
, otherwise it will lead to death, but the two doors are exactly the same, and I don’t know which one is the door to life.”
"There is a guard in front of each door. These two guards guard their own door respectively. One of them can only tell lies, and the other can only tell the truth. They will only answer once."
"In order to enter the Gate of Life, you only have one chance, you can only ask one question, and you have to find the Gate of Life."
It was quiet for a long time.
Everyone stood motionless.
Only Cen Wenwen continued to record.
Li Tai lowered his head to analyze this puzzle. He could only ask it once, and he had only one chance.
Even if you determine which one is telling lies, how can you determine which guard is guarding the living gate?
After careful consideration, Li Tai couldn't help but wonder if there was really a solution to this problem?
Songtsen Gampo thought for a moment and subconsciously asked: "How should I ask?"
Zhang Yang smiled awkwardly, "How do I know?"
Songtsen Gampo said clearly: "That's right, it's just that the riddles that even you can't solve should be solved by the wise men on the snowy mountains when you return to Tubo."
"I heard someone say before that I was asked to bring some Tibetan specialties to the Tang Dynasty." Songtsen Gampo brought a cloth bag, "This is our Tibetan dried meat and safflower. Think of it as a meeting gift for the county prince."
Zhang Yang looked at a piece of dirty cloth wrapped in beef jerky. He said it was a specialty, but was it really a specialty?
Don’t you Tubo people understand the pronunciation of the specialty words?
Zhang Yang frowned and said, "Thank you very much."
"The magistrate doesn't seem to like it?"
"I quite like it, eh."
Zhang Yang nodded.
Songtsen Gampo looked in the direction of Chang'an City again, "What kind of person is Tian Khan?"
"Tian Khan." Zhang Yang shook the cattail leaf fan in his hand, "Tian Khan is a conceited and suspicious person."
Cen Wenwen, who was taking notes, paused with the pen in his hand, glanced at Zhang Yang in confusion, and then continued to record.
"Furthermore, our Tian Khan lives a very tight life. After collecting taxes throughout the year, he spends them at court, and spends more during the New Year and festivals. In the end, there is not much money left in his hands."