Zhang Yang looked at his work with interest, "Isn't this pretty good?"
I felt ashamed again, fearing that Xiao Wu and Xiao Hui would see it, so I quickly put this picture away, and then I felt relieved after seeing that there were no other similar pictures.
Back in the room, Li Yue was about to fall asleep. Sometimes she was really annoyed and annoyed by her husband's weird habits.
The design of Huaqing Pool is the same, and they insist on using colored glaze for doors and windows.
The queen mother often said that she should slowly persuade her husband. Thinking of her mother's words, she felt much more at ease.
Then he slightly opened the piece of paper that he had crumpled into a ball, and was too ashamed to look at the swimsuit.
Seeing her husband coming back to the room after washing, she quickly crumpled the paper into a ball and threw it on the floor.
"Eh? Were you still looking at that swimsuit just now?"
Hearing her husband's words, Li Yue turned her back and said, "No."
Zhang Yang picked up the paper ball again, "It's obviously there, I've seen it."
Li Yue grabbed the quilt and covered his head, unwilling to face...
"I also want to build a home for the little bear. I'm thinking of building a small house."
Li Yue poked her head out of the quilt again, "Didn't it always like to sleep in the woodshed?"
"It can't always sleep in the woodshed. We have to design a place for it to climb in its new home. Besides, we need to raise a few more bears in our family."
"It has already eaten enough. How many more will we raise? It will waste food." Li Yue cooed in a low voice.
"Our family has thousands of acres of land. What are we afraid of? It's not like we can't afford it."
The couple lay on the quilt, looking at Li Yue and whispering: "Sleep, husband, please don't mess around..."
"Why are you so ridiculous? I'm just raising a few more bears."
Quickly grabbing her husband's claws in the quilt, Li Yue struggled hard, "I have been busy all day today cleaning up the quilt and drying books."
"I have also been busy up and down the court all day long, and I even ransacked your grandpa's Hall of Martial Arts."
"What?" Li Yue suddenly became energetic again, "Why did you loot the Wude Hall?"
"Your father thought that the Butokuden was an eyesore, so I persuaded him for a long time not to demolish the Butokuden. He only allowed me to ransack the Butokuden to deal with the problem of keeping out the cold in the palace."
It is quiet tonight in the cold winter, and the bright moonlight shines on Chang'an City.
The jade pots are circulating, and after a night of fish and dragon dance...
I saw my husband getting up early and full of energy.
Looking at the originally thin pajamas that were torn into tatters, Li Yue was annoyed and angry. Silk is very expensive!
Before daybreak, Zhang Yang prepared a table of breakfast and put on his official uniform and boots under his wife's angry gaze.
The daughter-in-law was arranging her hair, and she pulled Zhang Yang so hard that he gasped again in pain.
It seems to be venting the anger of the precious silk being torn.
"The queen has given me so much silk, but I can't use it forever."
"Then it can't be wasted. This will teach me how to wear it in the future." Li Yue whispered.
"It doesn't matter, I can wear it again with a few more patches."
She pulled her hair a little harder, and Zhang Yang endured the pain and finally put his hair into a bun.
The aunt stood outside the house and said, "Your Highness the Princess, the Marquis of the County, Lishan has brought more than twenty heaters into the city."
Zhang Yang cleared his throat and said, "Put it in front of the Zhuque Gate. Just say it's my arrangement and the gatekeeper won't be in trouble."
"Here."
With my current understanding of the imperial court, I can even calculate the schedule of soldiers guarding the Suzaku Gate for a month.
The person guarding the Suzaku Gate today is Li Daoyan.
After putting on her official hat, Li Yue carefully put on her husband's scarf, "It's freezing outside, husband, please don't catch a cold."
"Um."
"Has the frostbite on your feet healed?"
"It's faded a lot."
Li Yue took off the official boots that her husband had finally put on with great difficulty, and carefully inspected the big rough feet.
People say that if the palms of the hands are rough, the soles of the feet will at least be better.
The soles of your husband's feet are very big and rough, which are all traces left behind by the hard-earned life in the past.
"Well, it has indeed faded a lot." Li Yue pressed the original redness and swelling, "Does it still hurt?"
"It doesn't hurt anymore, but there will be some stinging occasionally. It will be fine in two days."
Li Yue then put on her official boots with confidence, "My husband, you must be careful in dealing with matters in the court. Our money..."
"Our money can only go in but not out. Even if we want to take it out, we still need to recover the cost."
"Um!"
The couple has the same attitude towards this, and they are firm and firm regarding the family's money.
The porridge in the pot has been cooked. Zhang Yang finished two mouthfuls and then finished the whole scallion oil omelette in one bite.
I burped with satisfaction. It was a rare sunny day yesterday, but today it is cloudy again. The clouds are very low and it is likely to rain again.
Zhang Yang admired his wife and two apprentices for a moment as they practiced swordsmanship. The family's favorite was eating steamed buns.
Every morning, steamed buns are indispensable. I brought three meat buns with me so that if I was too busy in court and had no time to eat, I could still cope with it.
I almost forgot what the hard life was like before.
Li Yue frowned and took a look. Her husband's habit of carrying dry food with him when he went out came back.
Perhaps the husband himself has not felt this change.
Li Yue was thinking in her mind, she suddenly lost her sword practice posture, and was scolded by Aunt Yang again.
More than twenty heaters are on a cart, which is currently placed in front of Suzaku's door.
Zhang Yang walked forward quickly, "Thank you so much, Brother Daoyan."
Li Daoyan said with a straight face: "You are also responsible for keeping warm in the Sixth Department of the Central Military Commission, so naturally you have to help and watch."
Zhang Yang said again: "Brother Daoyan, have you eaten? I have steamed buns here."
"Need not."
"Does your Wei Mansion need a stove?"
"No need."
After being rejected twice in a row, Zhang Yang didn't know how to answer the call, so he struggled to push the wooden cart and walked into the Zhuque Gate.
Twenty-six stoves were tied together with thick hemp ropes. In the imperial city, a young minister wearing a crimson fourth-grade official uniform was pushing a cart of stoves slowly.
Everyone was curious when they saw it, and Cen Wenwen hurried forward and pushed him together.
"I didn't expect that Mr. Zhang actually sent the stove."
"Lishan already has a lot of it, but it's useless to leave it alone, so I thought of giving it to the various ministries in the government."
"If you rush to support the imperial court in this way, all the officials in the ministries will understand Zhang Shilang's intention."
Lishan helped the court not once or twice. Zhang Yang sighed: "Brother Wenwen, don't be ridiculous. Your Majesty spent money to sell these to various ministries. We, Lishan, did not give them to us for nothing."
Of course, this is money spent by Li Shimin, and the boundaries must be clearly drawn in terms of interests. Lishan can make money, but if you win over the hearts and minds of various ministries in the DPRK, Tian Khan will not only show you a bad face, but will not send you to the frontier.
It's already very good.
Outside the province of Shangshu, even the words "no money" were posted in front of the door, but it could not stop the enthusiasm of various ministries in need of money. It was only early in the morning, and there were still many volumes in front of the door, all of which were written to the minister.
A memorial to save money.
It's depressing to watch, this royal brother-in-law is really not easy to be.
When the emperor is short of money, he must find a way to help him. He must also take care of all the big and small matters in the family.
Maybe if he's not careful, Li Shimin will marry off which princess and assign which prince to a certain county.
Cen Wenwen was exhausted from pushing a cart of stoves. He breathed heavily and said, "Go to Zhongshu Province and ask someone to arrange for the distribution of these stoves."
"Here comes Minister Lao Cen."
"It doesn't matter."
People arrived very quickly, and Changsun Wuji came with him.
"On behalf of the six ministries of the Central Government, I thanked Lishan for taking out so many stoves to help the Central Government."
Listening to Changsun Wuji’s words, Zhang Yang
He saluted and said, "Duke Zhao is joking. His Majesty spent money to buy these. He should be the Holy Khan of Heaven."
Zhang Yang emphasized again.
Changsun Wuji took out a memorial and said, "There is something you have to do. Here is the memorial written by me. Your Majesty has approved it, and asked you, Cen Wenwen, and Chu Suiliang to go to lead the army guards and Qianniu.
guard."
Hearing this, Zhang Yang opened the memorial and looked at its contents, "Why?"
"Since you gave them money to run the army and the money has been spent, Your Majesty will naturally see the results. Do you think that after they get the money, they won't have to account for it afterwards?"
Looking behind Changsun Wuji, Cen Wenwen and Chu Suiliang were still smiling at them.
"I understand, I'm going to take a trip now, but..."
"Just what?"
"If the army is still ineffective, what will your Majesty do?"
"Punish the generals involved, and your salary will be confiscated as well."
Zhang Yang felt his teeth itching again, damn it! Not only would he not get a salary for three to five years as an official for Li Shimin, but he would also be punished.
Wasn't it true that all the usefulness in the imperial court was confiscated by this emperor?
Zhang Yang told Li Lizhi and Li Zhi a few words about the arrangements of Shangshu Province and asked them to sort out the memorials sent by various ministries.
If this continues, Shangshu Province will not be far from bankruptcy.
With the intention of resigning, Zhang Yang followed Cen Wenwen and Chu Suiliang to the Wei Mansion to check the situation.
"Shilang Zhang, the secretary's pen and ink are still not enough. When can we buy them?"
The pen and ink inkstone of Taketokuden can only be used for a while, and a special amount of money will be allocated to solve this embarrassing situation in the future.
At this moment, everyone can save what they can. One inkstone can be shared by several people.
Zhang Yang walked with a dark face and said solemnly: "I have no money."
Chu Suiliang was not annoyed, but smiled heartily. Now everyone knew Zhang Yang's situation. All the ministries in the court needed money, and it was too late for Zhang Yang, the governor, to hide.
As His Majesty's daily servant, Chu Suiliang often recorded various matters and stayed with His Majesty to keep a clear eye on various matters in the DPRK.
"I heard that Mr. Zhang and His Majesty often cursed each other. If I have the opportunity, I will definitely write down the curse words."
"Shilang Chu's words are good." Cen Wenwen agreed, "If it can be recorded, it will be interesting to circulate among various departments."
The living minister usually records His Majesty's words and deeds. You have to record even people's quarrels. Are you too busy?
Zhang Yang followed up and whispered: "The cost of the court is tight, and there are many official positions that can be rearranged to save the cost of the court. For example, the position of Julang can be placed in the court in a different form."
Chu Suiliang wanted to say something more, so he had no choice but to hold his tongue. Du Zhilang was in control of the cost. If he remonstrated with His Majesty, he might actually change his words.
Among the young ministers in the court, three of them are all about the same age.
Under Changsun Wuji and Fang Xuanling, they are the three young ministers most appreciated by His Majesty.
Zhang Yang is the youngest.
Chu Suiliang was only nearly thirty years old.
Cen Wenwen is in his early thirties.
The three of them are of the same age. When everyone in the imperial city saw these three people walking together, they somewhat understood His Majesty's intention.
Among the young ministers, these three had the highest official positions, and they were also close ministers of the emperor.
Zhang Yang was the Vice Minister of Zhongshu Province and the Minister of Duzhi, and he was ranked among the six ministers.
Cen Wenwen was in charge of the secretaries and supervisors, and was also the person in charge of the establishment of the new official school. He was also the minister of Zhongshu.
Although Chu Suiliang is just a daily servant, he is the person closest to His Majesty and will be reused sooner or later.
Li Baiyao stood at the entrance of the ceremony department, looking at the three people walking together from a distance. At this time, the three people were walking together, talking and laughing. It was hard to say what would happen in the future.
Zhang Yang is tough and insists on his position and will not give in. Cen Wenwen has the demeanor of a prime minister, while Chu Suiliang acts too high-spirited.
There is a vague worry in my heart. Now that the three of them are in harmony, I always feel that he
The court battles they will face in the future will be another scene of fighting. The friendship at this moment may become hostile and fall apart in the future.
For the sake of power, Changsun Wuji would even attack the disciples trained by his uncle, let alone these three people.
Listening to the murmurs around him, Cen Wenwen looked troubled, "I would like to invite Confucius Kong Yingda to serve as the director of education in the official school."
"Old Master Kong Yingda is highly virtuous, so it's appropriate." Chu Sui smiled and said, "But your Majesty is thinking that Mr. Kong Yingda is old. After reading Shilang Cen's memorial, Your Majesty is still thinking about it. He is worried about Mr. Kong Yingda's old age."
"Yes, Your Majesty has always respected elders and loved the virtuous. It is already a great favor to invite old Master Kong Yingda to serve as the Imperial College to offer wine. How can Your Majesty speak again?"
Zhang Yang didn't say anything all the way, and followed the two of them out of Zhuque Gate. After leaving the city from Chunming Gate, he went to the leading army guard to inquire about the situation.
Let the guard in front of the city gate arrange three fast horses.
Chu Suiliang chose the tallest one and said, "I'll go quickly. When we come back at noon, we can find a restaurant to have dinner together."
Cen Wenwen got on his horse and said, "That's very good."
The two men got up on horseback and headed towards the leading guard.
Seeing Zhang Yang standing next to a pony, the guard asked, "Does Minister Zhang think it's inappropriate?"
Zhang Yang got on his horse. Although the horse was not tall, it was very strong.
The front hooves were raised and it was neighing.
Pulling the reins hard, Zhang Yang pressed the horse's back with one hand, and the horse stood still. Then he touched the horse's belly with his foot, and it started running.
This puzzled the soldiers guarding the city, and they deliberately gave Zhang Yang the one with the strongest temper.
There were few people in the army who could tame it, but Zhang Shilang calmed down the pony easily.
The various imperial palaces in the imperial court were also short of funds. It was heard that the Minister of Finance had given the leading army guards extra money, and everyone was dissatisfied.
It was a pity that he failed to deliberately make things difficult for him and lost a good horse from Sanhe in vain.
Although this horse is still young, it is not very old. It can become a good horse after raising it for a year or two. All the soldiers felt a pity in their hearts.