After the emperor left, I felt a lot more relaxed.
Li Yue thought about it, "Then let's blow up the earth mines first and then tell the story."
She thought about telling her daughter-in-law about exploding earth mines and forgetting about the story, but she still kept reading Diary of a Madman.
The more she said this, the more she thought about it.
The daughter-in-law also had to take Xiao Wu and Xu Hui to correct the homework left by the children in the palace.
Zhang Yang was busy at his workbench. A measuring ruler was indispensable to the foundry process. He had made a ruler before, but it was just a ruler.
Use a ruler to mark the scale on the drawing, and install the wood chips coated with rosin. It's a bit clumsy to use without a roller, but this vernier caliper is pretty usable.
This is a great progress for Lishan's industrial base.
Taking his own tools, Zhang Yang hurried to the blacksmith workshop.
The new blacksmith's workshop is still under construction, and now that there is a calcining furnace, it is still possible to create some necessary parts.
Master Jiang successfully became the foreman of this blacksmith workshop and was also the technical person in charge of the Lishan iron casting process.
Zhang Yang opened the drawing and compared the dimensions of the parts, "Master Jiang's craftsmanship has become more and more sophisticated."
Master Jiang saluted Lishan, "I relied on the guidance of His Highness the King of Wei. This old man has been working on ironwork for half his life. I thought I would never make any progress in this life."
"Sure enough, His Highness the King of Wei is indeed a very powerful person."
Seeing that he was looking at the size of each part seriously, Master Jiang asked again: "Who did you learn your skills from before?"
If the size is not right, it will be polished again. Zhang Yang explained: "I learned the craft from my parents before."
"No wonder, no wonder." Master Jiang nodded while stroking his beard. He was still wearing shabby coarse clothes and looked at Zhang Yang with a little more admiration.
Zhang Yang took out the vernier caliper and said, "Master Jiang, take this ruler and use it. This thing is called a vernier caliper. We will all use it in the casting of objects in the future."
Several craftsmen in the blacksmith workshop also looked over and were very curious about this new ruler. The thin ruler is also equipped with a sliding object, and one end is equipped with sharp clamps on both sides.
Master Jiang made some gestures with a solemn expression. As an old blacksmith, he often used various measuring tools. He looked at the two sharp ends, first pushed them apart and then closed them, and he quickly understood their use.
He said to a group of blacksmiths working behind him: "This thing has endless uses."
Zhang Yang put away his tool box, "This thing was made by His Highness the King of Wei. It is called Lishan Ruler. There will be more styles in the future."
Master Jiang is like a treasure, "His Royal Highness the King of Wei is a great talent."
Zhang Yang loaded the new cast parts into a small wooden cart and dragged them away, leaving a group of people in the blacksmith shop still moved.
The river water is introduced into the fields, and many villagers are sowing rice in the paddy fields along the river.
This is Lishan's second crop of grain. Take advantage of the opportunity to plant it quickly so that you can at least keep some harvest after autumn.
A small cart of parts was dragged along, making a loud sound.
Li Yue was curious, "How to assemble these things."
Zhang Yang first hung up the drawings and said, "I'll teach you."
The couple sat side by side, picked up some small parts and began to assemble the mine.
Auntie lifted the car and dumped the parts on the table.
There is a pile of parts in front of you. The husband assembles one part and puts it in his hands, and then installs the subsequent parts.
Li Yue whispered: "Wouldn't it be too boring if you don't talk?"
Zhang Yang installed the trigger switch, "When you were reading, you were able to say nothing all afternoon, and now you feel bored again?"
"Husband, why don't you tell me the story of a madman's diary?"
"I'm afraid you won't feel comfortable after hearing this story."
"No, I don't know what to say anyway." Li Yue leaned closer, "Husband, please speak, I will listen."
Zhang Yang first recalled this story. Fortunately, it was also a must-read book when he was a child.
When I was a child, I didn’t feel much when I read it. But when I read it again as an adult, I felt an extra sense of depth.
Heavy feeling.
People of different ages often have different feelings when they read this kind of book.
A ridiculous story came from Zhang Yang's mouth.
Occasionally, a few parts piled on the table would fall off. The little bear watched this scene with his paws to stop Xiao Qingqing, fearing that she would crawl around.
After talking for less than half an hour, the story of Kun Zhong, the protagonist of Diary of a Madman, was finished.
After listening to this, Li Yue didn't look good.
"Let me just say that this story is not suitable for you. You are more suitable to listen to the story of Snow White."
Li Yueqiong wrinkled her nose, "Then I want to listen too."
"There are many, many interesting stories in my memory, including Kong Yiji, Ah Q, and the Peach Blossom Fan."
"Then, husband, tell me slowly, and then I will tell the children."
These absurd stories come from later generations and have not been circulated in the Tang Dynasty, but stories are stories, and people will think of the present and the future from the stories.
The story is touching and can also plant a seed in people's hearts. Those who can understand the story are scholars, especially those who are well-read in poetry and books. These people are often accepted by aristocratic families.
These scholars are the nails of the family. As long as the nails are loose, they are not far from falling apart.
They are all very crazy stories, and I am afraid that all the scholars in the world will also go crazy.
These stories have so much staying power.
I will never forget to read it once in my life.
Li Yue whispered: "My husband seems unhappy."
Zhang Yang stopped what he was doing, "You said back then that I would be cleared out by the gentlemen of the world in the future."
Hearing this, she raised her chin and said, "How dare they!"
In the past, a family had to be careful while living, but things are different now. Lishan is getting stronger and stronger.
His weight in the court is getting heavier and heavier, and as long as he has firearms in hand, Lishan can protect himself.
After a busy afternoon, the couple made ten earth mines. Li Yue complained a little, "It's so troublesome to put this thing together."
Zhang Yang picked out some defective products from the parts, which could not be assembled.
Even with Master Jiang's current craftsmanship, there will inevitably be some dimensional errors.
We have to strive for excellence in the future, but there is nothing we can do about it now that we are casting defective products.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The aunt came with the child in her arms, "Your Highness, the child is hungry."
Li Yue filled some rice porridge from the pot and fed it to Xiao Qingqing patiently, "Auntie, has the third volume of Liaozhai been printed?"
Aunt Wang wiped the child's mouth, "It was just printed today, and the printing tools from the old workshop were still used. It is too old and inconvenient to use, and it was delayed for two days."
Because the previous assembly line was made of wood, its service life was not long.
Lishan's production and manufacturing will continue to develop in the direction of ironware.
Li Yue put the rice porridge into the child's mouth with a small spoon, "I will have it sent to Chang'an City tomorrow."
"Here."
The emperor has returned to the palace, and it will be some time before the court meeting begins.
Li Shimin followed Zhang Yang's suggestion and left it to Changsun Wuji to deal with the policy of Guanlong's old clan.
Changsun Wuji had a wide network of contacts, and he was the one who contacted and comforted nobles from all over the country.
The hot summer has just passed, and the weather is not as muggy as before.
Li Chengqian stood outside the palace, waiting for his father to discuss matters with Duke Zhao before going to report some of the things that had happened in the court during his father's summer vacation.
In the hall, Li Shimin was listening to Changsun Wuji's report, while Lu Zhaolin was taking his pulse.
"Your Majesty has returned from Lishan. His pulse condition is much better than before." Li Shimin retracted his wrist and adjusted his cuffs, "It seems that I will drink less in the future."
Lu Zhaolin bowed and saluted, "I take my leave."
Zhang Yang is a person who pays attention to health. It seems that he has always felt that he will not live long. He is also very particular about his daily diet. Every meal must include a vegetarian dish.
I also want to live longer, and I will hang him in front of Chengtian Gate one day.
"Your Majesty, this is the news from Guanlong." Changsun Wuji handed over the memorial.
"You have worked hard these days." Li Shimin said calmly.
"I do not dare to neglect you for the sake of the country." Changsun Wuji's expression was a little more frightened. He lowered his head and did not dare to look at His Majesty's face.
"It seems that the old clans in Guanlong are already in civil strife and have no time to care about the court."
"It's just a temporary measure, we'll have to deal with it in the future."
The plan was proposed by Zhang Yang, and his words were very simple. This child was rough in doing things, and Zhang Sun Wuji needed to plan carefully.
This kid can think of such a vicious strategy, which is definitely not a good thing.
Li Shimin nodded and said: "On the autumnal equinox, I plan to arrange an autumn garden tour, and then hold a court meeting. You can ask the people from Zhongshu Province to arrange it."
He calculated in his mind that in three days it would be the autumnal equinox. Changsun Wuji saluted and said, "I understand."
Li Shimin put down the memorial and came over, holding his hand and saying: "Auxiliary machine, you and I were in high spirits back then, and you and I had the deepest friendship. In front of others, you and I were monarchs and ministers. In private, I hope that we can be as good as we were back then."
Like."
Changsun Wuji looked moved, "That's natural."
Li Shimin nodded with satisfaction, "Okay."
"I will go make arrangements first. I will leave." Changsun Wuji turned around and felt very complicated. Your Majesty also talked about the friendship back then. Is the friendship still the same as before?
I feel bitter in my heart because Li Shimin back then is now the Khan of Heaven.
The brothers back then were already emperors and ministers, and their lives had changed a long time ago.
Li Chengqian stood outside the palace and saw Duke Zhao coming out. He quickly saluted, "Uncle."
Changsun Wuji bowed and bowed, his posture lower than that of the Crown Prince, "It has been discussed. His Majesty plans to hold a garden tour on the autumnal equinox, and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince can enter the palace."
Li Chengqian hurried into the hall with three or two memorials.
Changsun Wuji felt lonely in his heart and went straight out of Zhuque Gate. He planned to go back to the mansion to rest, but he saw many people standing in front of the door.
His son, Sun Chong, hurriedly greeted him, "Father, these people are here to talk about the Liaozhai in Lishan Mountain."
Changsun Wuji glanced at these people and said, "How about Cui Changshi entering the house to talk to you?"
Cui Yixuan was appointed as the Chief of the Palace of Han Dynasty and was also the Minister of Zuo in the court. He stroked his beard and said: "That's good, I was just about to discuss the demon book written by that demon Zhang Yang!"
Since Zhang Yang paid everyone a salary, his reputation in the court has finally improved.
The literati criticized Zhang Yang because of the book "Liao Zhai". While they were reading it with great interest, they also cursed in their words, saying that they were weird, crazy, and ridiculous.
But the military generals don't care, they all know that the government is in trouble, and they were nervous about paying some money in the past. At that time, they could not go hungry if they used grain to replace it, but now it is replaced by money, which is real money, and it is too late for everyone to support them.
The attitudes of the civil and military sides were very different, and the estrangement became even more serious.
The grain harvest from various places has been finished, and autumn has arrived in Guanzhong. At this moment, the door of Shangshu Province is piled with files sent from all over the country. Because Zhang Yang, the only official in Shangshu Province, Du Zhilang, is not around, officials at all levels have no choice but to leave memorials at the door.
Li Lizhi and Li Zhi were cleaning up this place with a group of younger brothers and sisters. "My brother-in-law said that we should help take care of this place during his absence."
Li Zhi nodded, "Well, we can't live up to my brother-in-law's trust."
Saying this, the younger brothers and sisters became more energetic.
The autumn wind blew through Chang'an City, and from time to time there were sounds from Lishan Mountain, which made the little animals on the mountain very restless.
Li Yue threw a stone at Tu Lei, and there was an explosion when the stone fell.
As the smoke filled the air, she covered her mouth and nose, "Firecrackers are still fun."
Zhang Yang nodded and said: "It's really not as fun as firecrackers. I'm currently working on a device that is triggered by landing. I call that a grenade."
"Then we will build it later. Now that we have these firearms, it will be difficult for the war horses to move." Li Yue lowered his voice, "If this thing is used in the war, it will probably make the war more tragic."
"Well, once firearms are used in the military, they will
It will make the war several times more tragic than before." Zhang Yang stroked her bun, "It's more than enough for us to protect ourselves."
When the couple left, a hole was blown all over the ground. Aunt Wang accompanied the couple down the mountain, while Aunt Yang kept watch in the distance.
When conducting firearms experiments, no one is allowed to get close to this hillside.
She looked back at the bombed hillside. It was so devastated that she couldn't bear to look directly at it. There were dozens of large and small holes on the ground. If someone passed by, they would probably have been dug by someone.
The couple in front of them were walking side by side, still talking in low voices.
After returning home, Zhang Yang washed off the smell of gunpowder smoke and put on clean clothes. Li Tai hurried over and said, "Brother-in-law, brother-in-law!"
【In view of the general environment,
Zhang Yang sat down again and spread his wet long hair, "Why are you so panicked, Your Highness, King Wei?"
"Outside!" Li Tai pointed in the direction of the village entrance, still not catching his breath after running all the way.
"Is it possible that your father and his troops are coming to conquer Lishan Mountain?"
"No!" Li Tai waved his hands in panic.
Zhang Yang sat down again, "If it's not the case, why are you so panicked?"
Li Tai took a sip of water and said, "Brother-in-law sent another volume of Liaozhai to Chang'an City?"
Zhang Yang nodded, "Yes."
"Nowadays, there are many scholars outside who say that my brother-in-law wrote a demon book, and they are criticizing him outside the village, saying that he and his brother-in-law are incompatible with each other."
"How many people are there?"
"A dozen or so."
"Is this the only thing that scares His Highness the King of Wei to this extent?"
Li Tai added: "But they took the scroll and burned it at the entrance of the village. They said they wanted to show my brother-in-law the consequences of writing such a demonic book."
"Burn it, I will print it after they burn it." Zhang Yang drank tea, "Let them burn it to their heart's content. They bought it with their own money anyway."
"Brother-in-law, how about we take it slow?"
"Why wait? Several volumes of Liaozhai have not been printed yet. Liaozhai writes absurd stories, and everything they say is about right and wrong in the world. Burn it! Even if they burn all the books, my business will only be better.
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Zhang Yang looked melancholy and changed his words: "It has nothing to do with business, just burn it. The happier they are with it, the brighter the light of righteousness in this world will be."